Yue Wang Gou Jian

The night sky is vast, and the moon is full like a disk.It's the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the autumn wind is blowing fiercely on the top of the mountain, revealing a hint of coolness, and the faint waves at the foot of the mountain are playing a faint melody with the autumn wind in the quiet night.

The young man in white clothes sits alone on the edge of the cliff with his knees hugged, and together with the bright moon, the night sky, and the fireflies flying in the mountains, he forms a natural picture of "beauty sitting alone on a moonlit night".

But the lonely back of the beauty is so lonely that it makes people feel distressed.

"The wind is cold and the dew is heavy, be careful to catch a cold."

While speaking, Fu Chai had already walked behind the boy in white, took off his cloak and wrapped it around the boy's thin body.

"His Royal Highness stood behind me for an hour, aren't you tired?"

The young man was not surprised by Fu Chai's sudden appearance. He didn't look back, but still looked at the bright moon in the sky, but tightly wrapped the cloak that Fu Chai put on him.

"You can't hide anything..."

Fu Chai stepped forward, sat side by side with Gou Jian, looked at his beautiful profile, and jokingly said:

"However, if I can stand like this and watch the whole life, I am also willing."

After getting along these few days, I'm used to Fucha's glib tongue, so Goujian has habitually ignored his sweet words.

"Why, are you still thinking about Mrs. Tanhua?"

Seeing that Gou Jian was unhappy, Fu Chai opened his mouth to speak, but there was a long silence in response.

"My mother's business, thank you."

Suddenly, I heard a clear and pleasant voice saying beside my ear.

"It's nothing, 80 years ago, Xiaoyaozi owed my ancestor Shoumeng a favor, so I just gave him a chance to repay the favor.

It was rare to hear Gou Jian speak so meekly, Fu Chai was overjoyed, and turned around, only to see Gou Jian reaching out his hand and gently pulling off the belt tied around his waist.

"Suzhi, what are you doing?"

Seeing the jacket slipping down Gou Jian's shoulders, Fu Chai suddenly felt his throat was dry and his Adam's apple gurgled a few times, and he was almost speechless.

"Tonight, this body is up to you to pick."

While talking, the coat has been taken off to Gou Jian's waist.Because of this period of recuperation, the scars on Gou Jian's body have faded a lot, and under the hazy moonlight, they exude a seductive soft light.

The slender neck, the slightly protruding collarbone, the well-proportioned muscles, the beautiful face flushed with embarrassment, and even the faint old scar...everything about this young man seems to arouse Fucha's infinite desire.

Feeling the other party's scorching eyes that wanted to wipe him off, and the breathing that was more rapid than that, Gou Jian's face burned even more, and his body tensed uncontrollably.

Seeing Fu Chai's hand slowly stretching towards him, Gou Jian's breath gradually became disordered, he closed his eyes, turned his head away unnaturally, just waiting for that hand to push him down hard.

Suddenly felt that hand stopped at his waist, pulling up the clothes he had taken off with great difficulty. Gou Jian was surprised, and looked back at Fu Chai in puzzlement.

"So, I will wait for the day when you truly accept me."

While speaking, Fu Chai had fastened Gou Jian's belt, and pecked lightly on his forehead, his voice was already hoarse.

Goujian didn't speak, turned around, looked at the sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Fu Chai also sat quietly on the side, no longer asking questions, but raised his head, looking at the vast and boundless night sky in the distance.

On the top of the cliff, the autumn wind was howling, and the two young men sat side by side in silence until the moon set and the stars sank, and the sun rose in the east.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'm leaving."

Fu Chai stood up suddenly and said.

"Are you going down the mountain?"

"Why, is Suzhi not willing to part with me?"

Gou Jian was stunned by Fu Chai's sudden question.The wonderful lotus-like eyes looked at Fu Chai thoughtfully.

Seeing that Gou Jian was silent, Fu Chai thought that he was disgusted by his teasing, so he stopped talking, smiled sarcastically and said,

"Go down the mountain to do something, come back soon."

"Oh……"

Gou Jian replied lightly, and ignored Fu Chai.

……

"What are you doing here again?"

As soon as he opened the door, Xiaoyaozi couldn't help yelling, because he saw Gou Jian standing at the door with a pale face like a ghost again.It's been three days, every day like this, Xiaoyaozi pulled his face in displeasure.

Hearing Xiaoyaozi's voice, Goujian's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, stepped forward and said:

"Old Mr. Xiaoyaozi, please let me see my mother."

"no!"

Xiaoyaozi turned around and wanted to close the wooden door, but his two pale hands supported the door that was about to be closed.

"Please, I'll just take a look and never let her find out."

Gou Jian's voice was a little weak, his lips were chapped, and his complexion became worse and worse day by day.

"Hurry up, don't die at my door to bring bad luck."

As Xiaoyaozi said, he slammed the door shut with a "bang".

"Mr. Xiaoyue, I beg you. Please let His Royal Highness see his wife."

Goujian stood blankly at the door, only hearing Xiaoyue's voice in the room.

"No, no..."

Xiaoyaozi refused.

"Old man, look at what delicious food I made for you..."

"Snake soup...quick...let me taste..."

"Don't...unless you let His Royal Highness come in to see Madam..."

"This... Xiaoyue... just let me taste it... just one piece..."

He heard Xiaoyao Zihou's anxious voice saying.

"Old man, just let His Royal Highness take a look at Madam from a distance, just one look, just one look, okay?"

"Xiaoyue, it's not that I'm unreasonable. Since seeing that kid, your wife's condition has become more and more serious. If you can't find the purple mandala flower now, even the gods will be hard to save."

Xiaoyaozi's voice was a little heavy.

"Old man, where is the purple mandala flower, Xiaoyue will find it right away."

When Xiaoyue heard this, her face was full of anxiety.

"Don't worry, that kid Fucha has already asked Feng Yong to go down the mountain to look for it, but..."

It turned out that Fu Chai went down the mountain to find purple mandala flowers for his mother. Hearing this, Gou Jian's heart moved, and a complex emotion came to his heart, but he only heard Xiaoyue's voice:

"But what..."

"You give me snake soup first..."

Xiaoyaozi stared at the bowl of snake soup in Xiaoyue's hand with fox-like eyes, licked his tongue and said.

"Then I'll give you a taste first, and you tell me what it is?"

Xiaoyaozi couldn't wait to grab a piece of snake meat in Xiaoyue's hand with his hand, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth, for fear that Xiaoyue would snatch it back if he ate it late.

"Hmm... delicious... delicious..."

Xiaoyaozi praised while shaking his head while eating.

"Old sir, you can tell me now..."

"In addition to the purple mandala, we also need the dew that drops when the epiphyllum blooms at dawn."

"But old man, where is Epiphyllum?"

"There is one on the cliff at the back of the mountain, but the cliff is hundreds of feet high, and ordinary people can't climb it at all. Let's wait for that kid Fucha to come back."

……

Under the bright moonlight, the young man in white climbed up the cliff with a dagger in his hand. The thin figure of the young man was like a white spot that could be ignored.

The young man clung to the protruding rock on the cliff with one hand, and pulled out the dagger from the crevice of the rock with the other hand, stabbing down a higher cliff with force, struggling to move his body inch by inch toward the cliff.

"Epiphyllum!"

Seeing the small white flower bud squeezed out from the gap above the head and swaying gently in the night wind, the young man in white raised his thin lips, and a happy smile appeared on his tired face.

……

"The epiphyllum is fleeting and fleeting. Not to mention the vastness of the cliff, I don't know if it is possible to find the epiphyllum. Even if you find it, it is very human to climb on the cliff and wait for the moment when the epiphyllum blooms. Then Wu The little crown prince of the country is not related to Mrs. Tan Hua of the Yue country, so I'm afraid he won't take such a big risk for her."

"Then what should we do? Our Highness has been weak and sick since we were young. Although we have practiced some martial arts, it is only enough to protect ourselves. If His Highness Fu Chai doesn't go, I'm afraid no one will be able to get the Tan Hua Dew."

……

Mother, Shuzhi will definitely restore your sanity to normal, for sure.

Goujian grasped the dagger stuck in the crevice of the rock, struggling not to let himself fall, just waiting for the moment when Tan Hua bloomed.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning stung Goujian's eyes, and a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and he saw the white flower bud quietly blooming on the cliff.

Goujian was overjoyed, holding the dagger tightly with one hand, and took out a small bottle from his bosom with the other hand, opened the cap, put it under the epiphyllum, and stretched out his hand to catch the dewdrops on the epiphyllum.

Just a moment later, the epiphyllum quietly closed again, but the bottle in his hand also received five drops of dew, which should be enough.

Gou Jian tightly plugged the bottle cap, put the bottle into his arms, and was thinking about how to get down, but his foot slipped, and he fell straight down the cliff like a kite with a broken string.

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