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A few merchants who hit the original place came from the royal city. Although they sold silk and satin, they also set up a stall selling pears at the entrance. They were very expensive, and only the nobles could buy one or two of them and go back to taste them. .Are those people related to Su He?He has always had this idea and wants to confirm it.

So, when Su He said he wanted to leave the palace, he agreed.In fact, it is not just a temptation, if Su He is kept out of the palace gate, he will go to those people, right?Then, if he followed them back to the Central Plains, even if he would come to Nanzhang again, it must be only for business, and he would have no contact with himself.At that time, it didn't matter whether Su He was from Jingyun Pavilion or Dayi court.

But he didn't expect that Su He would wait outside the palace.After waiting for a day and a night, if he didn't send someone to pick him up today, he might still be waiting.

Kuo'er touched the pear on the table with his fingertips, the skin of this pear was white and tender, the flesh was sweet and crisp, it was much better than the sour pear he had eaten before.He suddenly remembered the snow pear he ate for the first time, that pear was sealed in wax in a bamboo tube, wrapped in ice, and held in Su He's arms...

He burst into tears.

After returning to the ear room, Su He washed up and fell asleep on his own. During the night he waited outside the palace, many thoughts popped up in his mind.

That stall was set up by Shangguan Lan, it was too high-profile, Kuo'er must have been suspicious, he went out of the palace this time, most of the time it was Kuo'er's temptation to him, he even wondered if his words and deeds exposed his identity , so Kuo'er did not let him enter the palace, it was the utmost benevolence.

He also wondered if something happened to Kuo'er in the palace, and he had expected it a long time ago, so he sent him out of the palace to avoid disaster.

Or else, Kuo'er was suspicious of the fruit stand, so he tested him to see if he would go to the fruit stand if he could not enter the palace.

So, he can only wait.

Fortunately, he bet right...

Su He's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and within a short while, he fell asleep.

After Su He took a bath and changed clothes, he stepped out of the door of the anteroom.At that time, there was mercury-like moonlight flowing over the pond in front of the door.

Wherever he looked, there was silence. Su He stood in front of the door for a moment, knowing that Kuo'er would not send someone to pick him up, but he knew in his heart that Kuo'er was definitely waiting for him right now.He had no choice but to go to Kuo'er's bedroom on his own. In fact, he had come and gone this way many times, and he had already remembered it clearly, but he had never walked this way alone.

I also met a few people on the road, and they all just bowed to him and left. This is probably what Kuo'er ordered, right?Sure enough, he arrived at Kuo'er's door unimpeded, raised his hand and knocked on the door leaf.

The door was half opened, Kuo'er poked out half of his face inside, and smiled, "Are you awake?"

Su He also laughed, "Yeah, I'm awake, so I'm here to peel your pears."

"Okay." Kuo'er nodded in response, and let Su He in through the door.

Su He thought for no reason, maybe Kuo'er had been waiting for him to come by himself, and had been waiting for a long time to put him in his room so sneakily.

There was a porcelain plate on the table, and there were three snow pears on the plate. The pear skins of the snow pears still had drops of cool air on them. They were supposed to be chilled, so Su He picked one up after he sat down. I tried it in my hands, and sure enough, I touched the cold drops of water.The book rolled into one hand patted Su He lightly on the back of his hand, Kuo Er frowned, somewhat disgusted, "Have you washed your hands?"

Su He followed the example of kindness, went to wash his hands and dried them before sitting firmly in front of the desk, picked up the pears and a knife in his hand, and began to peel the skins.The three-cent wide pear skins fell on the plate in circles, forming a circle. Kuo'er looked at the pear skins on the plate while lying on the table, and said critically: "I think your pear skins are too peeled. Thick, such a good pear was wasted."

The conscience of heaven and earth, Su He has peeled the skin, at most it is as thick as five sheets of thin paper stacked up, and if it is any thinner, the skin will not be peeled clean.

The knife in Su He's hand paused slightly, but he never made a mistake to cut off the pear skin, "If you feel that this pear skin is a waste, you can cook sweet pear soup." After a pause, he said: "Before you The sour pears you eat are better stewed into pear soup, you can try it next time."

Of course Kuo'er can't wait for the next time.

The moon and stars are sparse, and there are light clouds floating along the wind direction. The clouds are so thin that they can't cover the not-so-bright stars in the sky.Su He stretched his hands and feet and sat on a low wooden bench in the courtyard, beside him was a small stove with a charcoal fire burning in the stove, and an earthen jar was simmering on the fire.Inside the jar are the skins of the three pears, one sour pear, some rock sugar, and a jar of water.When the soup is simmered on a slow fire until the soup is sweet, fragrant and thick, it can be taken out of the pot. Afraid that the water in the pot will be empty, Su He would open the pot from time to time to see if he could not add water.

Kuo'er was sitting on the porch, watching Su He adding charcoal to the fire, watching the heat of the soup, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Hearing that laugh, Su He turned to look at him and asked, "Are you laughing at me?"

Hearing Su He's question, Kuo'er laughed harder and his shoulders trembled.The moon sprinkled on the top of his moon-white tunic, making his whole body transparent, as if it would be blown away in one breath.At that time, Su He didn't realize it, but later, Su He realized that the moonlight and pear soup that night, and Kuo'er under the moon, he remembered so clearly.

A man in a black toga, with a longbow in hand, peeled pears and cooked soup for him. In the middle of the night, he set up a red stove and simmered a pot of pear soup.Kuo'er wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "I think it's really funny that you have a day when you wash your hands and make soup."

Not to mention Kuo'er, Su He himself thought it was very interesting, "It's true that I haven't done it for a long time. It's not good to eat too sweet at night, and I put less rock sugar. You can eat it first, and wait until the time comes." Today, I’ll cook some with more sugar for you to eat.” Su He said as he took out the pear skin from the earthen pot until the juice was gone, leaving the snow-white pear flesh tossed in the soup .

A crock pot of soup, at the end of cooking, there is only a small bowl left.Snow-white porcelain bowls, snow-white soup, and snow-white pears.The bowl of pear soup was scaldingly hot, Su He was afraid that Kuo'er would be scalded, so he didn't ask Kuo'er to start the soup until it was half-cooled.

The pear meat has been boiled for a long time. It is smooth in the mouth and crispy to the bite. The soup is a bit sticky, but it is sweet in the mouth, with the refreshing fragrance of pears, and it is not sticky at all.Su He clearly stated that no sugar was added, but it was still very sweet.Kuo'er was so sweet that he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and drank the lukewarm soup in one gulp.

Seeing that Kuo'er had finished drinking the soup, Su He consciously put away the bowls and chopsticks and the fire.Kuo'er sat on the porch, tilted his head and asked him, "Where are you going to rest for a while?"

Fortunately, Su He turned his head to look at Kuo'er, and through the moonlight, he vaguely saw the charming smile on Kuo'er's face, and suddenly he was distracted, "Here."

When Su He tidied it up properly, Kuo Er had also tidied it up properly.

The light was just right, Kuo'er was sitting in the tent with his clothes hanging down, his shadow swayed in the tent with the candlelight.

Su He couldn't help holding his breath, slowed down his steps, and approached slowly.It seemed that Kuo'er sitting there was an elf who would be scared away if he was not careful.Su He lifted the gauze curtain as he wished, Kuo'er was not scared away, but he didn't dare, couldn't bear to continue to move, he just stopped in front of the couch, looking down at Kuo'er.

When Kuo'er raised his head, Su He was still looking at him, but Su He was carrying the candlelight on his back, he couldn't see Su He's expression clearly, but he could imagine Su He's passionate eyes, wishing to burn him up.Kuo'er bit his lip, tilted his head, and cursed softly: "Idiot, what are you looking at?"

Su He picked up Kuo'er from the edge of the couch, like picking up a drowning person.He hugged Kuo'er to his chest, supported his legs with his arms, and looked up at him.The long hair fell on his face, and each other's faces were exposed to the candlelight, blushing, forbearance, anticipation, madness, there was nothing to hide.

Kuo'er was condescending, kissed Su He's lips, and said softly: "Su He, do you want me?"

Su He is a bow-wielder, and he will keep accumulating strength until he finds an opportunity to shoot a long arrow.Therefore, when he is able to shoot the long arrow, it must be like breaking a bamboo.

In the early morning of the next day, Su He was disturbed by people's voices outside, but before he woke up, when he subconsciously touched his side, he only felt a piece of warmth. He suddenly woke up and went to search around.

The bedding is especially chaotic, it seems that this is the only way to prove that the absurd and charming night was not just a dream.