Lone Grass Gap

Hearing that Yue Qing was going to marry a wife, Fan Hua was still a little surprised.

Sure enough, for that person, there was nothing worth saving.

Alas, even though he came here, for him who has been alone for two lifetimes, he still feels a little hard to let go of that matter.

Without any emotion, just pure embarrassment about that matter.

The gongs and drums were already beating outside, and the whole palace was decorated with a wedding-like atmosphere, but only Guiyuan still looked remote and quiet.

I don't know if those people in the palace let him go, and I don't know if that person still makes his heart hurt as always.

If it weren't for Yue Qing's subordinates arranged by the cliff, maybe he wouldn't exist in this world either.

Looking down at Guqin, he looked up at the medicine garden not far away, a smile appeared on his face.

Forget it, life always has to go on. Although he was imprisoned here, at least his favorite things are there.

The first real death brought him feelings of loneliness and darkness, and the second almost-arriving departure made him understand that living in the present is the best gift from God.

Standing up, he walked towards the flowerbed with the bucket filled with water.Although it has not been watered for a while, the herbs are still full of vitality.

By the way, there was also that sweet-scented osmanthus tree, which was already in full bloom, so he and the two maids collected the petals and made a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. , he looked happy too.

While Fan Hua was in a daze, in a huge room, Yue Qing stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, with anger on his face.

Undoubtedly, it was made by Fanhua, but unlike others, Fanhua specially wrote words on each sweet-scented osmanthus cake with syrup, a total of four pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake made up the words "Happy Newly Married".

Zhou Yichen and Mo Lin looked at him nervously. As the carrier of these specially made sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, as the person running at the forefront, he was already half body against the prince's big copper hammer.

After a while, Yue Qing picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and put it in his mouth. The sweetness of the cake made his eyes darken.

After quickly finishing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, Yue Qing clapped his hands, stood up, said "Take Nie Qian to the room" and walked out.

"Yes, my lord." Mo Lin replied.

Zhou Yichen swallowed a mouthful of saliva after Yue Qing left, and said, "I won't come here a second time if I'm killed!"

Mo Lin moved his body and said, "Let's go back first."

Zhou Yichen nodded, got up and left.

Yue Qing, who left first, walked all the way to a house full of bright red, raised his hand and opened the door, and the purpose of entering was a big "marriage".

A woman in a red hijab was sitting on the bed. The moment she heard the door open, her body tensed up involuntarily.

Walking to her side with big strides, Yue Qing directly lifted her hijab with his hands, causing the other party to scream.

Nie Qian, who didn't know what the man full of coercion in front of her would do next second, looked at him in horror, and her back was wet with cold sweat unconsciously.

Outside the door, Qing Chong, who had closed the door after Yue Qing entered, sighed heavily, and turned his back to the door.Soon, the woman's begging for mercy came from the house, accompanied by the sound of clothes being torn.After a scream, there was no sound inside.

Qing Zhong and Qing Zhuang looked at each other for a while, then turned to look at the moon in the sky.

After a long time, Yue Qing reappeared in front of them, and they immediately knelt down.

"My lord."

Yue Qing, who was still indifferent, glanced at them and said, "Go call Wen Huaiji."

Qing responded.

Putting his hands behind his back, Yue Qing left without looking back.When passing by Guiyuan, he stopped, stared at the door for a while, and then strode in.

Qing Ming and Qing Ping stood guard outside the door, and retreated immediately after seeing the person coming.

Fan Hua was playing the guqin in the house, and the two maids had gone to rest, and he was the one who drove them there.

With the absence of two lively girls, the room was much quieter.However, the part that is close to the chair still feels itchy and painful from time to time.Zhou Yichen had already given him the best wound medicine in the mansion, and it was beyond his expectation that he recovered so quickly, but the torture caused by the healing of the wound was still a bit uncomfortable.

There is no way, Fan Hua can only divert his attention by playing the piano.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed out, surrounded the room, and slipped out of the room lightly through the closed door.The faint moonlight also heard the sound, but inadvertently met a person standing at the door, so it printed a shadow on the window lattice paper.

It's just that the people in the room didn't notice it, but the more they played, the more immersed they were in the pleasure of plucking the strings, so uncomfortable.

After playing a song heartily, Fan Hua's hands left the strings, leaving the subtle sound of the piano echoing in the room.

Suddenly the door opened without warning, accompanied by a "squeak" sound.Almost instantly, Fan Hua bounced off his chair and looked at the person standing outside the door in horror.

Yue Qing looked at him, his eyes swept around him.

Taking a deep breath, Fan Hua asked: "My lord came to visit late at night, what's the matter?" Isn't today a day of great joy for this man, appearing here in the middle of the night really puzzled Fan Hua.

Yue Qing didn't say a word, just walked in on his own, Fan Hua stepped back subconsciously, and bumped into the table behind him.

Frowning, Fan Hua looked down at his own shoes, and at the other pair of shoes that appeared in his field of vision at the same time.

Even though his head was lowered, Fan Hua still had the feeling that the other party was staring at him, maybe the other party's eyes were too sharp.

A deadly silence permeated, Fan Hua didn't walk or didn't walk, he just tensed up like this.After a while, Yue Qing still didn't speak or move.

Fan Hua finally spoke. Not only was his body tired from maintaining a certain movement, but his heart that seemed to be held in his hands was also tired.

"Wang... ah!"

As soon as "Prince" started, Fan Hua exclaimed directly, because Yue Qing suddenly picked him up, still holding him horizontally.

He didn't have time to pay attention to this awkward hug, and the exclamation was not only because of Yue Qing's sudden movement, but also because of the injury behind him.

Biting his lip, Fan Hua frowned tightly to endure the pain.Looking back at Yue Qing, he pursed his lips tightly, silently venting his anger.

Yue Qing still had a straight face, then suddenly lowered his head...

At that moment, Fan Hua's brain was empty, although the prickly beard on his face brought him an unusually real touch.

Fan Hua didn't react until the suffocation became stronger and stronger.Pushing hard with both hands, after pushing the person on his mouth away, he coughed with his face flushed.

Frowning, Yue Qing walked towards the bed, ignoring the people pushing and shoving him.

After being thrown on the bed, Fan Hua cursed him inwardly, then quickly dragged his body to the innermost side, staring at Yue Qing.

Taking a deep look at Fan Hua, Yue Qing sat directly on the bed, took off his red gown and auspicious clothes, threw it aside, then lay down under Fan Hua's dull gaze, and closed his eyes.

Until now, Fan Hua felt that he didn't understand this person at all.

After taking a deep breath for a while, he said calmly, "The bride will be very sad if you look like this."

Yue Qing opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on him, Fan Hua felt his hairs stand on end.

With a big hand, Fan Hua was wrapped in Yue Qing's arms.

Leaning against his hard body, Fan Hua took a few deep breaths and said, "My lord, it's time for you to go back to your room."

The people behind made no sound.After waiting for a long time, after hearing the other party's steady breathing, the veins on Fan Hua's forehead began to burst.

Without further words, Fan Hua put both hands on Yue Qing's hand on his waist, and pulled it hard.

The person who was woken up was obviously very angry. He directly hugged Fan Hua on his body, made him face to face with himself, and then said roughly: "If you want your back to hurt again, just keep making trouble!"

Fan Hua struggled hard, wanting to shake off Yue Qing's hand wrapped around him, and said coldly: "Since you have imprisoned me here, why bother me again?"

The only contact had already made him understand how much he resisted other people's intrusion, especially to that extent, he would never do it again.

"I want to live again, live a good life, and don't want to have anything to do with the past."

"The Sheng Yeji who was used to being used by others is dead. I won't do those self-defeating things again!"

Fan Hua gave up struggling, stared at Yue Qing, and said his thoughts word by word.

"I'm not used to being so close to people," he said finally.

Yue Qing looked at him quietly and listened to him quietly.After Fan Hua finished speaking, he said, "Then get used to it from now on."

Fan Hua, who felt that he was playing the piano to the cow, felt that he was about to collapse.

He didn't know if he had changed to have such a violent temper.But when he saw Yue Qing, seeing such an unreasonable person, he couldn't help wanting to get angry.

He bit the back of his tongue and suppressed his anger, but just as the word "I" came out of his mouth, he was put on the bed again.

A hoarse voice came from next to my ear: "Sleep!"

The warm breath made him flinch involuntarily.It wasn't the first time they'd slept together, but it was the latest they'd posted in such a peaceful situation.In the military camp, it was far from being so close.And this is something that Fanhua can't bear.

There was only the sound of low breathing in the whole room, Fan Hua blinked his heavy eyelids, and finally gave up and continued to resist.

Forget it, go to bed first...

Maybe it was because there was one more person beside him. When he just closed his eyes, Fan Hua's whole body was tense, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

It's just that this person is like a hot brazier, very warm. After falling asleep, Fan Hua fell asleep directly until the next morning.

only……

Looking around the room for the third time, after confirming that he was really the only one in the room, Fan Hua suddenly felt like everything yesterday was a dream.

But the faint bruise left on his waist told him silently that Yue Qing had indeed been here yesterday.

"My lord, are you awake?" Bing'er's voice came from outside the house.

Fan Hua shook his head, replied "I'm awake", and got up to get dressed.

Opening the door, Qing Ming asked with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Um...very good." Fan Hua looked at Qing Ming's usual expression, and was taken aback for a moment.

"Young master, is something uncomfortable?"

Fan Hua relaxed his expression and shook his head: "I'm fine."

Looking up at the direction coming in, Fan Hua frowned.

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Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone remember to eat moon cakes and admire the moon hahaha~