Don't steal a man from me

The winter of the second year of King Shang Lie was unusually peaceful. While Qing Wang Huiwen was busy with the big and small things after succeeding to the throne, he was worried all day long, guarding against the attack of Feng Qing, who had fifty thousand elite soldiers, from Qin City.

Due to the war that lasted for nearly half a year, Chen and Ji both recuperated and recuperated.

Song Weiguo has not participated in the wars of the Central Plains since the death of Song Weiwu King.

Xiguo was still busy with his own reforms and had no time to take care of him, Moguo stationed [-] Mo soldiers in Hexi, and there was no other movement.

On the other hand, since the beginning of winter in Chu State, the handicraft workshop industry has been in full swing. Hearing that the king of Chu is going to build a cruise ship, the handicraft workshops in the entire Chu State are full of noise.

This day is approaching the Shangyuan Festival, Qing Wang Huiwen is processing memorials in the side hall of the Qing Palace, and the visitor came to report: "Your Majesty, Feng Qing from Chu is asking to see you."

"What did you say?!" Hui Wen was stunned, he put down the bamboo slips and asked.

"He said that he is from Chu, and his name is Fengqing." The visitor didn't know what he said wrong, and shrank his neck.

A killing intent flashed across Huiwen's eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "Where are you now?"

"I was stopped by the guards outside the palace." The visitor replied.

"Alone?" Hui Wen asked.

"One person." The visitor nodded.

"Let the guards tie him up and bring him here." Hui Wen breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice.

"No." The caller did not dare to neglect, and retreated after saluting.

After about half a stick of incense, two guards escorted Feng Qing, who was tied up, to the side hall.

Huiwen sat next to the desk on the third step, looked at Feng Qing carefully, and after confirming that he was not here to assassinate himself or lead an army to attack Quyang, he relaxed and returned to his usual easy-going demeanor.

"Long time no see, Feng Shangqing." Hui Wen walked up to Feng Qing and looked down at him.

"I won't say too many polite words. I'm here to assist Wang Shang in unifying the Central Plains." Feng Qing smiled and said without looking at him.

"Oh?" Huiwen raised his eyebrows, deep suspicion flashed in his triangular eyes, he knelt down and looked into Feng Qing's eyes, and said slowly: "Jingming was shot to death by random arrows, don't you worry about it for him? Revenge personally came and said that he would help me to unify the Central Plains, why can't I believe this?"

Feng Qing "tsk" and said: "Your Majesty, do you still remember what Feng Qing said when he came to Qingguo at the beginning? I worked my life for him, and now the country has changed hands. Of course, I have to find a new monarch to bring me fame and fortune. Feng Qing is just a strategist, not a gentleman. The king gave me the fame and fortune, and I won it for the king. The world, we just make an equal deal, how about it?"

Huiwen's eyes rolled in his eye sockets. He was just in need of a planner to advise him. Now Feng Qing offered to assist him to dominate the Central Plains, which saved him a lot of work. He patted Feng Qing on the shoulder and said: "Mr. I love dealing with people like you!"

Feng Qing hooked the corners of her lips.

"The widow doesn't have anything to present to Mr. as a meeting gift, come here, bring a big pot!" Hui Wen said loudly.

A trace of subtlety flashed in Feng Qing's eyes, he didn't know what Hui Wen wanted to do.

Soon, the guards walked in quickly carrying the big iron pot. The waiter held up the iron pot, and according to Huiwen's instructions, filled the pot with water, and directly set up firewood in the side hall to burn it. Soon, the pot was filled with water. The water began to boil.

Feng Qing still knelt and sat in the center of the side hall calmly, Hui Wen stepped forward and said with a smile: "You said, I want to put Mr. in and cook it on a whim, what will happen?"

Feng Qing glanced at him and said with a smile: "Feng Qing is already in Wang Shang's hands, you can kill or scrape as you please."

Hui Wen stared at Feng Qing's face for half a cup of tea, stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. is serious, I just want to invite you to taste the taste of human flesh."

After he finished speaking, he clapped his hands. Two guards came in dragging a dead body. Go see it again.

Huiwen laughed and said, "Mister, do you know whose corpse this is?"

Feng Qing pinched her palms, turned her head to look at Hui Wen and said with a smile: "This corpse is so shriveled and rotted, how could Feng Qing know?"

Hui Wen smiled, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "This is the corpse of General Jingming, I want to ask you to taste the meat of General Jingming today to see if it is delicious."

After that, Huiwen straightened up slowly, glanced at the corpse and said indifferently: "Pick off the armor and clothes, chop them into pieces and throw them into the pot to cook."

"No." The guard clasped his fists in salute, swung his sword in front of Feng Qing and chopped off the corpse's arms and legs.

Feng Qing's body was trembling slightly, the palm of her hand was pinched with nails, bleeding dripped from between her fingers to the ground, Huiwen pretended to be surprised, "What's wrong, sir?"

Feng Qing looked up at him and smiled, "It's very dirty, disgusting."

"I thought Mr. wouldn't dare to look at it." Huiwen shrugged.

When the porcelain bowl containing broth was handed to Feng Qing, he took it with his hand, looked at Huiwen with a smile on his face, raised his head, and drank all the soup in the porcelain bowl.

"Mr. is so courageous!" Hui Wen nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Tomorrow, I will worship Mr. as a minister, and I will give you the highest honor."

"My lord thanked my king." Feng Qing got up and bowed his hands.

"The widow is exhausted, let's step back." Hui Wen waved his sleeves.

"No." Feng Qing bowed his hands again and backed out.

The moon is like a hook, hanging on the treetops, and the bleak moonlight shines on the world, with indescribable sadness.

Feng Qing arched his body and vomited until the sky was dark. He couldn't vomit anything anymore. His long black hair hung down on both sides of his cheeks, making his cheeks paler. He trembled and sat down slowly leaning against the tree, fingers clenched. Clutching the shirt in front of his chest, just after a while, a strong nausea came to his heart again, he turned his body, and vomited again.

"Ahem..." Feng Qing coughed violently, panting heavily, leaning against the tree trunk, staring blankly at Xianyue, those eyes had long since lost their previous charm, their eyes were not focused, Covered with a gloomy dead air.

"Ah Qing, Jingming only has two wishes in his life, one is to make the country last forever, and the other is to wish you peace and happiness."

The man's voice still echoed clearly in his ears, bitter tears fell from the corners of his eyes, Feng Qing slowly closed her eyes, like a statue.

During the Shangyuan Festival, the moon is as round as a disk, hanging far away in the night sky, and shining silver light on the world.

People from all over the world put on lanterns and festoons on this night, wear gorgeous clothes and go to the streets to guess lantern riddles and watch lantern festivals. Thousands of bright lanterns curl up into the night sky, decorating the black satin-like night sky extremely beautifully.

"My lord, today is the Lantern Festival, you should come out for a walk, it's not good for your health to stay in the barracks all the time." Qu Yun persuaded.

Su Jue rubbed the center of his brows, and sighed inaudibly. He hooked his lips helplessly and said, "You..."

"Let's go, let's go, let's go to the Feng River to release the river lanterns!" Qu Yun pulled Su Jue's sleeve and said.

"Okay." Su Jue nodded and followed Qu Yun's suggestion.

The two of them walked to the west bank of the Feng River with the orchid lanterns they had made. The Feng River is the largest tributary of the Luo River. of water resources.

Previously, Hexi Land had always been the western gateway of the Qing Country, but now it has become the Hexi County of the Mo Country. Since Su Jue led the army to capture this place, he has been stationed in Hexi to deter the Qing Country.

The west bank of the Feng River is brightly lit at this time, and the crowd is bustling. Children with yellow hair and long hair are putting the river lanterns into the water in twos and threes, clapping their hands and watching the river lanterns drift away with the water. Give the river lantern to the man you like, and the people who are in love will both throw the mandarin duck lanterns into the river.

Su Jue stood quietly by the river holding an orchid lantern, looking at the bustling world, her eyes softened.

Suddenly, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd. Su Jue looked around and saw a brightly lit cruise ship slowly approaching.

The wooden boat was three stories high, and each floor was hung with different types of lanterns. There were two phoenixes stretching their necks and wings carved on the bow and stern of the boat. There were long silks fluttering in the wind at the four corners of the boat. Against the background, the cruise ship looked gorgeous and elegant. Everyone stared intently at this huge ship that looked like a fairy ship from the gods, and watched it slowly dock on the west bank of the Feng River.

At the bow of the boat, there is a tall man standing tall and tall. He is wearing a black embroidered phoenix pattern and a black background. His hair is tied with a black jade crown, his temples are cut like a knife, his eyebrows are painted in ink, and the corners of his lips are slightly drawn. With a faint smile, those eyes seem to be full of stars and seas, and a casual glance always gives people a kind of domineering look at the world.

At a glance, Chu Yunqi saw Su Jue standing at the head of the bridge, dressed in white and holding an orchid lantern in his arms.

He smiled, waited for the boat to dock, jumped lightly and landed firmly on the shore, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he walked step by step towards the boy in white by the bridge.

The Mo people saw the calm and pretentious man walking slowly to the side of the picturesque white-clothed man by the bridge. They looked at each other and smiled, and they boarded the cruise ship hand in hand.

"I heard that the king of Chu has been tossing all winter to build a handicraft workshop just to build a cruise ship." Su Jue and Chu Yunqi stood side by side at the bow of the boat, looking at the lanterns in the river and whispered.

"You once said that you wanted to sit on a painting boat to watch the river lanterns. I just happened to be idle, so I ordered someone to build this boat to take you on a tour." Chu Yunqi smiled, took Su Jue into his arms and said softly .

Su Jue frowned softly, leaned into Chu Yunqi's arms and said softly, "Thank you."

"Miss me?" Chu Yunqi lowered his head and kissed Su Jue's temple hair and asked softly.

"Yes." Su Jue nodded.

"Let's go release the river lanterns." Chu Yunqi's eyes and brows were full of doting smiles, and he kissed Su Jue's thin lips repeatedly.

"Okay." Su Jue's eyes flickered.

"Wait for me a while." Chu Yunqi led him into the cabin, where a semi-finished river lantern was placed on the table.

Chu Yunqi stepped forward, sat down on the wooden chair by the table, took a pen, and began to draw skillfully. About half an hour later, Chu Yunqi put down the pen, took the river lamp a little farther away, and looked at it carefully for a while with satisfaction. He nodded and handed it to Su Jue.

Su Jue took it. In the painting, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his long eyelashes covered his gaze like water, he held an orchid lantern in his arms, and put one hand in Chu Yunqi's hand, Chu Yunqi held it tightly. , behind them are the long river lanterns and the ever-bright lanterns curling up.

Su Jue curled her lips and smiled, picked up a pen and wrote an inscription next to the painting——

After farewell, when we meet each other, how many times do we share the same dreams with you?Tonight, there are silver jars left to take photos, and I am afraid that the reunion is a dream.

The delicate and timeless small seal script is as gentle and elegant as a writer. After reading it carefully, Chu Yunqi hugged Su Jue into his arms and said softly, "I love Su Jue and will never change until death."

Su Jue looked up at him, tilted her head mischievously, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved when he smiled.

Chu Yunqi's heart was bumped lightly, he lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips against each other. The two of them intertwined. After a long time, Su Jue panted and turned his head to avoid it, with a warm voice: "Go let the river go!" The lights are on."

"Okay, okay." Chu Yunqi rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and nodded hurriedly.

The two came to the bow of the boat hand in hand, and put the river lantern gently in the water together. The river lantern turned a small circle and then drifted away with the current.

"Lan'er, it's late at night, shouldn't it be time to rest?" Chu Yunqi put his arms around Su Jue's waist, kissing his jade-like earlobe lightly.

Su Jue took a deep breath and was stunned. Just as he was in a daze, he was hugged by Chu Yunqi. He tightly grasped Chu Yunqi's clothes and whispered: "What are you doing? Let me go!" come down."

"Don't let go." Chu Yunqi smiled muffled.

There are three thousand bright lights, and the spring light in the room is charming in the golden gauze tent.

I am afraid that meeting is a dream.