Chapter 48 Are you angry or jealous?

Zhang Daqiang arranged a table for Shen Qingze and Mo Xiaodie and ordered some food and wine.

When Zhang Daqiang returned to the ghost town that day, he found this store to stay, thinking that he would wait for Shen Qingze to come to him and tell him that he needed help.

As a result, he hadn't seen anyone for two days in a row, as if he had disappeared from the ghost town. He wasn't sure whether Shen Qingze had gone to the underworld, and he didn't dare to go to the ghost house to disturb him.

After much thought, I decided to stay for a few more days.

Fortunately, this store is still recruiting. Zhang Daqiang is quick and nimble, and speaks smartly, so the boss hired him without much hesitation and also provided him with food and accommodation, which solved Zhang Daqiang's urgent problem.

Shen Qingze took a sip of sake. Mo Xiaodie was a girl, so Zhang Daqiang gave her an extra bottle of juice, and he and Shen Qingze drank together.

"Little brother, when are you going to go to the underworld?"

Shen Qing shook his head and looked at Zhang Daqiang with an earnest look.

"Uncle, I can't leave yet. Does the thing you promised to do for me still count?"

Zhang Daqiang patted his chest vigorously and said,

"Of course, uncle, I'm a man of my words! I won't let you down on your promise."

Shen Qing heaved a sigh of relief and told her everything about Mo Xiaodie and the situation he was facing. Of course, he omitted a lot of things about him and Ye Luweisi and only explained the key process.

Zhang Daqiang, who had learned the complete picture, patted his shoulder with a righteous look on his face and said righteously,

"Don't worry, little brother! I will definitely help you with this! I feel sorry for this little girl, she is still so young, she looks like my little daughter."

When Mo Xiaodie heard this, her eyes immediately dropped. This sentence undoubtedly hurt her heart. She didn't know how her sister was doing, whether she knew that she was dead, and her sister had to take care of herself...

Shen Qingze also told her what happened to Mo Xiaoqian later. Mo Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief, but contrary to her usual behavior, she shrank into the chair and remained silent, staring at the two of them with her eyes closed.

Shen Qingze glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost time. He had to go home to comfort people. After he had explained the important matters of the two people's journey to the underworld, he wanted to get up and leave.

Before he left, he specifically told the two of them,

"I'm on this trip, and we may not see each other for a long time. Uncle, after Xiaodie's verdict comes out, you should take her away quickly. We'll see each other later!"

Zhang Daqiang couldn't bear it. He was moved at this moment even though he had never shed tears in his life. He smiled slightly and said softly,

"I'll do the work, don't worry,"

"Little brother, I don’t even know your name yet."

Shen Qing stood at the door. The dim light flickered, and it was hard to see his expression. He slowly opened his lips.

"Shen Qingze, the blue of the blue, the chaotic of the blue,"

"Uncle, I'll leave Xiaodie to you."

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When Shen Qingze returned to the palace, the surroundings were very quiet. Yeluvis was not in the room. He looked around and heard sounds coming from the hot spring pool in the house.

Shen Qing walked barefoot over the warm pebbles, and the steaming mist with a faint medicinal fragrance spread over his back.

The flickering candlelight by the pool blurred the outline of Yeluvis. The man was immersed in the mist, his pale neck and collarbone floating on the water, and his eyelashes cast butterfly-wing-like shadows under his eyes.

Shen Qing took off his clothes one by one. The sound of clothes falling to the ground did not attract much attention from Yeluvis until he stepped into the pool without any clothes on.

The moment my fingertips touched the pool water, coolness and warmth filled my heart at the same time.

He slid slowly into the hot spring, the ripples he created shattering the candlelight into a pool of golden liquid, until his knees touched Yeluvis's drooping ankles.

The other person's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he never opened his eyes.

"I shouldn't have been so willful. I'm sorry."

Shen Qingze's voice was lighter than the steaming mist. He placed his palm on Yeluvis's hand which was resting on the edge of the pool. The temperature of their skin touching was hotter than the pool water.

The man moved his knuckles, but instead of pulling his hand back, he pressed his hand into the cold stone crevice.

The surroundings were so quiet that they could hear each other's mingling breathing. Shen Qing suddenly leaned over, brushed his nose against the other's glistening cheek, and gave his ear a very light, apologetic touch.

Yeluvis finally opened his eyes, and the emotions surging in his deep purple pupils were like a whirlpool at the bottom of a pool.

"You shouldn't challenge my patience again and again,"

"I will treat your incident today as a joke, but don't do it again in the future."

Shen Qing nodded vigorously, the water splashing down his face, and even his affectionate eyes were watery.

He suddenly raised his hands and hooked them around Shen Qingze's neck. When the kiss with the scent of medicine fell down, the splashing water wet the unburned candle wick by the pool.

The mist from the hot spring had not yet dissipated from the hair, and Yeluvis grabbed Shen Qingze's wrist, which was covered with water droplets, and led him into the bedroom covered with soft velvet carpet.

The moonlight slanted across the window lattice, casting a silver edge on the red corners of Shen Qingze's eyes.

When he shook off the other person's hand, his hair, which smelled of hot spring, brushed across Yeluvis's jaw.

"Today in the lobby of the Ghost House, that woman grabbed your sleeve and you didn't even avoid her fingertips."

With his wet hair sticking to his waistline, Yeluvis stepped half a step forward on the Persian carpet, while Shen Qing was forced to lean his lower back against the carved bedpost.

As Yeluvis approached, Shen Qing could hear his own violent heartbeat mixed with the other's hoarse chuckle.

"Are you angry or jealous?"

"Jealous? I never make a fuss about meaningless things."

His warm breath brushed against his ear, and Yeluvis used his thumb to gently wipe away the condensation on his eyelashes.

Shen Qing turned his face away, and the sound that escaped from his throat was crushed into the brocade bed curtain by the sudden hug.

"She held on tightly... I don't know how to coax girls, but I couldn't push her away at that time..."

"I was wrong, my master...don't be angry~".

Moonlight streamed over the tangled hems of clothes, and water dripped from the wet clothes on the sandalwood hangers, leaving dark marks on the floor.

"She also asked you if you didn't have a wife."

Shen Qingze was stunned for a moment, then he couldn't help laughing, laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking.

"Hey, then tell me, aren't you the one who knows best whether I have found a wife or not?"

The candlelight beside the bed flickered, casting the overlapping shadows of the two people, which sometimes stretched out and sometimes shrank.

"I don't like you being too close to those people"

Shen Qing laughed quietly. Those people must not only include Mo Xiaodie. His lover always imagined some imaginary enemies for him.

Yeluvis grasped the hair on the back of Shen Qingze's neck, tasted the lingering scent of hot spring minerals between the other's lips, and all his grievances turned into unconscious caressing of his fingertips.

"Remember, you are mine"

"Well, I will always be yours. I won't run away, and if I do, I will come back."

The night wind rolled up the gauze curtains, wrapping the low whispers into the swaying candlelight.

Until the moonlight climbed up the third notch on the window frame.