Wine and Frost

When midsummer was about to pass, Fu Shuang's new text also came to an end, ending with Rabbit Jing and the general getting married.He used the royalties he earned to buy himself some of the Four Treasures of the Study.Because there are a little more newly added things, it took a lot of effort to sort them out.

He stayed in the study and rummaged through the things he had brought from the prime minister's mansion, and finally found the rabbit mask that Hua Chaojie Fu Miao bought for him at the top of the cabinet.Because she was so focused, she didn't even notice that Ling Xuehan had entered the room.

Fu Shuang tried to take off the mask with her feet, but the object was placed too high.

He couldn't get it all the time, and it was so pitiful that he jumped on his feet but couldn't get it.

Ling Xuehan walked behind Fu Shuang without making a sound, grabbed it casually, and helped him take it off.

Fu Shuang turned around only to find that Ling Xuehan was standing behind him, and he was holding the rabbit mask in his hand and looking over and over again.

"Mine." Fu Shuang said timidly, reaching out to get the mask.

However, Ling Xuehan suddenly raised her hand, leaving Fu Shuang in vain, and could only pull his sleeves and look at him aggrievedly with her head raised.

"This mask looks familiar."

Fu Shuang tugged at his sleeve and stammered, "No, the one that doesn't look familiar is just an ordinary mask. Give it back to me, please."

Ling Xuehan looked at his pitiful appearance, but deliberately pressed him against the cabinet and kissed him.

Fu Shuang tugged on his sleeve and knocked his head on the bookcase.There was a slight noise.

Ling Xuehan didn't deepen the kiss, but just pecked lightly.Put the rabbit mask on Fu Shuang's face again.

"Sure enough," he deliberately didn't finish his sentence, and looked at Fu Shuang leisurely, "especially Madam wearing it."

Fu Shuang didn't want to talk to him anymore, she reached out to take off her mask, and hugged her tightly as if afraid of being snatched away.

Seeing his appearance, Ling Xuehan felt a little teasing, and held Fu Shuang's hands above his head with one hand.

There was a snap, the sound of the rabbit mask falling to the ground.

In the lazy afternoon, the sun is shining, through the dust, some subtle sounds of water gradually spread.

"Hmm..." Fu Shuang bit her lower lip tightly, trying her best to suppress her voice.

Ling Xuehan kissed Fu Shuang's ear unhurriedly, stretched her right hand along Fu Shuang's skirt, and pinched it down gently.Fu Shuang tried to struggle with her hands that had lost control, pinned Ling Xuehan's chest, pushed him out, and weakly resisted the bullying of the person in front of her.

Ling Xuehan chuckled lightly, and stroked down with his hand.

At this moment, Fu Shuang's panting was unsteady, so she could only speak weakly, "In broad daylight..."

"It's better during the daytime." Ling Xuehan swiped down, easily tearing off the belt of the person in front of him.

"You..." Before Fu Shuang finished speaking, her lips were kissed, and then she was held in her arms and pressed down on the desk.

The calluses in Ling Xuehan's palms rubbed Fu Shuang's knees, and rubbed upwards little by little.

"Don't be here...Xuehan..." Fu Shuang's words were firmly blocked by Ling Xuehan's throat with a deep kiss.

Fu Shuang had no choice but to wrap her arms around the neck of the person in front of her, her body slightly arched, and her voice gradually became distorted.

Suddenly, the wild cat in the yard meowed softly.

A charming room.

After autumn.

The days when Ling Xuehan was left to discuss matters after his downfall became more and more numerous.Apart from writing and reading, Fu Shuang waited for him to come back every day.

Fu Shuang estimated when he would come back in the evening, and suggested to Ruoqing that she wanted to buy his favorite wonton noodles for supper.

Originally, simple food like wonton noodles could be cooked by the cooks in the house.It's just that Ruoqing found out that the general prefers the wonton noodles made by an old couple at the dim sum stall in the alley, saying that they are particularly delicious.

Of course, Fu Shuang also wanted to try it.

After the two finalized the plan, Ruoqing brought a food box and porcelain bowl, and prepared to let the boss pretend it was convenient, so that she could bring it back to the General's Mansion.

The alley was not far from the General's Mansion, so Fu Shuang didn't think about bringing guards, anyway, she came back after eating a bowl, and went with Ruoqing.

The small dim sum stall is a little more warm under the background of oil lamps.Ruoqing ordered the boss to cook three bowls of wonton noodles, but one bowl was put into the pot after they finished eating, and it happened to be hot when they brought it home.

After Fu Shuang finished her bowl, she took out the rabbit purse to pay for the boss's third bowl.

In fact, he didn't bring much money, but he was dressed exquisitely, and he was born fair and well-behaved, as if he had been spoiled and spoiled, he looked like a child of a wealthy family.

It's just that she showed off her fortune a little bit, but she didn't expect to be targeted by that naughty little thief.

Ruoqing had just put the bowl of wonton noodles into the food box, and Fu Shuang was standing aside and watching, when someone bumped her on purpose.

"Ah..." Fu Shuang rubbed her painful shoulder and pursed her lips.

"Young master, are you alright?" Ruoqing asked with concern when she saw him covering his shoulder.

Fu Shuang shook her head, and touched her waist as if thinking of something, only to realize that the rabbit purse was gone. "The money bag, the money bag was stolen!"

In the dim light, Fu Shuang saw something in the hand of the short man in front of him.

Fu Shuang asked Ruoqing to take the good food box and chased after her. Ruoqing was worried about the young master, so she followed closely.

The little man who was described as wretched was pouring the broken silver from the rabbit's purse into his hand, and cursed a few times, as if he disliked the lack of money.

As if feeling that he was being followed, the man turned his head abruptly, only to see the thief staring at him fiercely.

Fu Shuang was frightened and backed away aggrieved.But seeing that his purse was indeed held by that person, he boldly said, "You can take the money, and return the purse to me."

Under the dim lights, the rabbit jade pendant around Fu Shuang's neck shone brightly.

"Tsk tsk, there is something good hidden on him." The thief smiled and pushed Fu Shuang viciously against the wall, then grabbed his neck, and pulled the red thread directly to grab the jade pendant.

Ruoqing was terrified to see this scene behind her, and she didn't care about whether there was a food box or not. She rushed forward and wanted to pull the thief away, but she was kicked in the heart and fell to the ground directly.

"Ruoqing, cough...cough!" Fu Shuang was strangled, and was almost out of breath.He stretched out his hand to break the hand that was pinching his neck, but it was in vain.

"what--!"

The thief suddenly let out a scream, and Fu Shuang regained his freedom, tears fell uncontrollably.He coughed lightly, and found a tall man standing in front of him.

The man in white clothes broke the thief's right hand with one hand, kicked the thief's leg fiercely, and threw the thief to the servant behind him.

"Give it to the government."

"Yes."

Only then did the man turn around. He was dressed in white and had a very tall stature, but he had a very good face and picturesque features, but he didn't have a trace of femininity, instead he was heroic.

"Thank you." Fu Shuang raised her face to thank the person in front of her, smiled weakly, and stretched out her hand to help Ruoqing up.Both the master and the servant looked embarrassed.

The man in front of him was slightly startled after seeing his face.The emotions in his eyes were complicated and elusive for a while.

Wei Lin never thought that the person he saved would look so similar to his dead brother.

"what's your name?"

Fu Shuang wiped away the tears shed because of the pain, "Fu Shuang."

Wei Lin seemed to be thinking about something, before saying after a while, "Are you the young master of the prime minister's family?" After a pause, "Xue Han's wife?"

Fu Shuang blinked her eyes and tilted her head slightly.

Wei Lin added: "Xuehan is my best friend."

Fu Shuang's complexion was pale, and the pinched neck already showed terrifying marks.Wei Lin frowned slightly and said, "The injury on the neck, why don't I take you to the doctor's office to have a look at it now."

Fu Shuang curled her lips and shook her head, "Brother Wei, thank you. I'll go back and get the medicine. Thank you for saving me."

"It's easy to do." Wei Lin looked at him again, and said slowly, "Young master Fu, he looks like an old friend of mine." He didn't say that Fu Shuang looked like his younger brother, since it was the first time they met after all.

When they approached the alley, the two realized that the wonton noodles had been spilled in the food box.And the dim sum stalls in the alleys were also closed.

Fu Shuang couldn't do anything, the wound on her neck was very painful, and her back also hurt.I had no choice but to go back like this, and the things in the food box had been disposed of.

Fu Shuang returned to the house with a sleepy expression only to find that Ling Xuehan had been waiting for him for a long time.

Ling Xuehan's eyes were very sharp, seeing the scar on Fu Shuang's neck, he frowned and pulled him over to embrace him in his arms.

"Where did you go?"

Fu Shuang bit her lip and told him everything. "I wanted to bring you back wonton noodles, but I messed it up..." He lowered his head, his hair was messed up, and he was covered in scars, so pitiful as hell.

Ling Xuehan wanted to touch his head for some reason, but held back, pulled him to sit on the mattress, and took the plaster to remove the scars.

He took a finger of the scented ointment, pinched Fu Shuang's chin to make him lift his neck, and carefully applied the ointment on his injured neck.

"Take off your clothes, and I'll give you medicine."

Fu Shuang knew that he was going to put medicine on her back, so she obediently unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her handsome back, and slowly lay down on the mattress.

The cold touch from the fingertips and the delicate softness of the ointment, Ling Xuehan gently massaged with her fingertips.

"If you want to eat wonton noodles in the future, I will take you there. You don't need to bring me supper." Ling Xuehan was talking, but there was no response, and when she looked down, she found that Fu Shuang had fallen asleep comfortably.

Ling Xuehan bent down and lightly pecked his earlobe.

Fu Shuang fell into a deep sleep this time, but woke up very early. Ling Xuehan was changing into court clothes and preparing to go out.

"Ling Xuehan..." He just woke up, his eyes half-opened in a daze, and he just sat up.

Seeing him like this, Ling Xuehan couldn't help touching Fu Shuang's messy head.

"Madam, how about practicing sword with me?"

Fu Shuang blinked her eyes, as if she didn't realize it for a while, because she didn't wake up, and her voice was soft and waxy. "Practice sword?" He pouted again and smiled, "Okay...just teach me."

Without asking why, he acted like a little rabbit waiting to be eaten.