sunset fever

Mo Xia held her skirt to step on her feet, and lightly stepped on the flying snow stains. Half of her face was flushed with cold, and she came from outside the courtyard, shouting in a low voice: "Come here, come here, people are outside the alley."

"Who?" Sanyin asked.

Mo Xia was still out of breath, and said, "I was going to buy some pear candy to soothe my throat. On the way back, I saw a carriage. There was Mr. Zhong outside, so it should be that His Majesty is coming."

"Don't make a fuss, it's still the same as usual. On the surface, you are treating ordinary guests." Shanyin wanted to go out immediately, and Mo Xia followed him to prepare some hot tea and snacks.

The snow was still falling sporadically, the servants listened to Yan Xiu's words, and stopped going to his residence. Chen Bizhen and Zhong Qingming came in through the gate, and some servants invited Zhong Qingming and the coachman to drink some hot tea in the hall.Chen Bichen was led by the shade of the mountain, and walked towards the cleared place with little snow. The hoarfrost weighed down the withered branches, and the garden was a picture mixed with black and white.

Yan Xiu was in front of the window on the second floor of the small building, looking out. His belt was not neat, and he was wearing a sapphire blue colorful embroidered flower and bird poncho, revealing half of his thin and undulating shoulders, and a few strands of black hair hanging down on his chest. In front of him, there were some lush and neat swaying backs, he saw someone coming, Shan Yin felt himself retreating outside the courtyard, and only Chen Bizhen was left, coming in recklessly and disorderly.

Yan Xiu closed the red window, he went to the bed, his bare white feet came out of the shoes, he wore a pair of white and gray satin trousers that were spread on the quilt, the slippery and thin fabric was piled up with folds, in the The protruding hipbone was hung like a flag dangling, ready to surrender.

Chen Bizhen went straight up the stairs, and the wooden stairs slammed loudly, he shouted "Master Attendant", his clear voice broke into sharp corners, with a feeling of crying, he shouted again loudly: "Yan Xiu! Yan Ziluo!"

Yan Xiu opened the door abruptly, his face was smeared red, and the corners of his eyes were stained with lust, biting the flesh on the inside of his lower lip, he said unpleasantly: "Come in."

"What's wrong! Are you okay?" Panting, Chen Bizhen stepped into the room and asked him.

Yan Xiu didn't speak a word, he only showed innocence, a little forbearance, the face and body of the young man in front of him was like a fresh spring in midsummer.

Chen Bizhen's eyes were clear, and he was looking at Yan Xiu with anxiety and distress.

The medicine will not overflow into the air, but the person's expression can breathe well, the door slams shut, the old hard wood hits Chen Bichen's shoulder and back, the two of them get carried away almost at the same time, Chen Bizhen puts his hand on Yan Xiu's white and gray On the slender waist of the satin trousers, I tried harder, and groped into the clothes that were almost open, my eyelids blocked my sight, and Yan Xiu's hot arms were hanging loosely on Chen Bichen's shoulders.

Chen Bichen's breathing was thick and youthful, he was happy, he couldn't stop liking, he wanted to get more; Yan Xiu let out a soft hum from the bottom of his throat, he didn't care about the pants hanging loosely on his hips, and he couldn't care less about dropping them quickly The ground clothes, he will get what he wanted for a long time, all at the right time.

"What should I do?" After lying down, the bed curtains were lowered, and Yan Xiu asked such a useless sentence, which seemed to be flirting, the fragrance here entered the nostrils, and it was difficult to distinguish it from the human body smell.

The young body is impatient and ruthless, suppressed with joy, wild laughter and panting, the room is a little dark, snowy, and more noise is isolated, candle lights flicker randomly, bed curtains are reflected as winter jujube ripe time of red.

The snow outside is moving slowly, and after a while, it is rushing again. The gray sky canopy, below the whole piece of low-priced and expensive city in Beijing, is just downstairs, making no sound. The servant walked slowly as usual.

Chen Butian was willing to say some nonsense, his forehead was wet with sweat, and was sticking to his cheeks, his lips and nose were rubbing against other people's necks, and he smiled softly: "Master Attendant... How long have you been thinking about it?"

Yan Xiu didn't answer him well, but he tactfully said something in his throat, the front of his neck tensed up, and the heels of his legs were raised high.

The hot and bloodshot fingertips were embedded in the youth's smooth flesh... Then, the snow stopped, the sky was still gray, and even the lunch hour was over. When Mo Xia came to serve again, Chen Bizhen was at the table under the bed Standing, sniffing the aroma on the sleeves.

"The water is here." Mo Xia lowered her head and said.

"Leave it alone and go to your work." Yan Xiu's voice came from the tent.

The candle burned red, Yan Xiu got out of bed, and Mo Xia was going out. The place where the doors and windows were closed was a bit glamorous, and the incense mixed with the smell of other things made it a bit embarrassing.

Yan Xiu hugged Chen Bizhen's waist from behind, and put his chin on his shoulder.

Chen Bizhen asked him: "Will you come back to live with me?"

"How? Follow with what reason?" Yan Xiu said lightly, and retracted with one hand. He took the dagger from his waist. It was shiny golden, reflecting the light of the candle. It was a dull expression, neither resentment nor joy.

Chen Bizhen suddenly struggled back, grabbed Yan Xiu's hand and pressed it to his face, he opened his clean and clear eyes, and replied: "I will not choose a concubine again, there are rumors in the palace that Qu Yao and King Yuche are good friends, then I'll let them go."

"Okay."

The dagger was hidden in the cuff, and it was resting against his arm. Yan Xiu patted Chen Butian's cheek, and said, "Go and wash your face, let's go down and eat something."

After sending the person away, Yan Xiu, with his sore back, pretended to tidy up the sheets on the bed. He wrapped the dagger and pressed it back under the mattress. Chen Bizhen, who was standing with his back in the distance, then lowered his eyes, seemingly thinking.

Going downstairs, I entered the dormitory where I usually live. It is more spacious here. There are already two snacks on the round table, and another maid served apple ginger Su tea. The things are still coming, Bazhen cake, Sixi dumplings, Saqima , crab shell yellow... and two pots of porridge and soup, all bubbling in the casserole.

Mo Xia stepped forward to salute, and said, "My lord, according to your instructions, I didn't make any dry meat dishes. If you want anything, just order again."

"That's all, you go out." Yan Xiu said.

The maids all went out, Mo Xia closed the door, Yan Xiu was lying idle on the couch, not bothering to eat anything, Chen Bixie took a bite of an osmanthus brown sugar bun, swallowed half of it in a hurry, climbed up on the couch, hugged Yan Xiu Xiu cut his head and told him to sleep in his arms.

"Aren't you going back?" Yan Xiu closed his eyes and asked softly.

He seemed to be deliberately angry, and there were many unpredictable things in his words, which made Chen Bizhen's brain feel hot for a while, and hurriedly leaned down, and said in a low voice: "I won't go back, I won't go back, I will lie down with you for a while."

The kiss was imprinted on Yan Xiu's brow bone, and Chen Bizhen's warm breath remained, Yan Xiu said: "I was locked up in Yaotai, but I don't know who ordered it, it may be some power in the court."

"What else do you know?"

"No, I escaped by myself."

"and then……"

"It's very expensive to steal the finger wrench from the house, so I have to pay for the transportation." Yan Xiu raised his head, looked into Chen Bizhen's eyes, and said, "I should steal more, right?"

Immersed in the borderless silence, Chen Bizhen forgot all the internal and external troubles for a moment, he completely believed in Yan Xiu's words, his heart stuck to him, everything was a little abrupt, Yan Xiu came back from rushing back, with a whole body of pain, He was bullied by Zhong Huashu again, and today, it became a matter of the two of them.

Chen Bizhen twitched the corners of his mouth, and arched his head towards Yan Xiu's chest. His heart ached, and he didn't want to show his face, so he hugged Yan Xiu's waist and said, "Blame me, blame me for being mad at you."

"It's your fault. It's your fault for not protecting me. I almost died." Yan Xiu touched Chen Bizhen's head with his fingertips and said.

Chen Bizhen didn't reply, but hugged Yan Xiu even tighter.

Yan Xiu asked him: "You have stayed in Yaotai for a while, but have you ever really met Wen Moqing?"

"See you."

"You caught her?"

"I never caught her. She died by poisoning herself, and the rumors spread wildly. Don't you know?"

Yan Xiu took a deep breath, and seemed to show the blank expression he had when he took the knife just now, and replied: "How would I know, I was imprisoned in the mountains at that time, and then I came back."

The soup in the pot on the table was hot, Chen Bizhen asked Yan Xiu if he wanted to drink, Yan Xiu shook his head, he lay down in a different direction, facing the wall, Chen Bizhen stuck behind him and hugged him, pecking his neck ear.

"If one day I die in Yangjing, I'd be very happy." Yan Xiu said leisurely, as if talking about irrelevant gossip.

Chen Bizhen immediately comforted her with a soft voice: "Don't say that."

Yan Xiu was still expressionless, and Chen Bizhen thought for a while that he was unable to control his frightened emotions after running around. Yan Xiu's hand touched his abdomen, and was grabbing Chen Bizhen's hand stuck there, and he said to himself: "Your Majesty, we I shouldn’t be acquainted. I used to live very well in Fushan. I never thought that I would enter Chongcheng. Yangjing is very good. It’s a downtown long street, at the foot of the emperor. I can learn new things without having to live far away from the border. If I really die here, I will be buried in the earth, and a few peach trees will be planted next to the grave."

"Do you want to go back to Fushan?" Chen Bizhen put his hand on half of Yan Xiu's shoulder, and pressed his warm cheek against it.

Yan Xiu was still holding his other hand, his fingers were intertwined, and his body temperature was mixed together. Yan Xiu turned over and lay flat, looking at the young and handsome face of the person nearby; Yan Xiu gently kissed Chen Bizhen, and kissed again, Cai replied: "I won't go back, I won't go back."

Chen Bizhen smiled immediately, with the corners of his mouth curled up, he pressed Yan Xiu down and kissed, Yan Xiu also responded eagerly, the two of them closed their eyes, they couldn't see anything anymore.

Outside the window are snow-covered brown branches, and the sky is gloomy. There is no majestic flowing water, and no green shade in the sun. Before the peach blossoms in Taolangguan are in bloom, Chongcheng lights up more candles.

There is no need to say much about each other. On this day, Chen Bichen ate his dinner and left until nightfall. The night was cold in the winter, and when Yan Xiu was not asleep, he wrote a poem before the case——

In the old days, the autumn branches still built dreams, and the Yuzhu hit the rain and the breeze.

The palace lanterns in Chongcheng are born day and night, and the moonlight makes the sound of drums prosper.

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