After returning home, He Ye went straight into the study. Xu Nuo looked at his back worriedly, then turned to the small kitchen in the yard to make milk soup.

Ah Fu's mother was holding her beloved orange cat on the path, watching other servants sweep up fallen leaves. She smiled when she saw him coming over.

"I bought a large bag of good osmanthus flowers on the street today and put some in the small kitchen. If you make milk soup for the general, you can add some to it. It will taste better."

The woman winked at him teasingly. Xu Nuo blushed and said "hmm" embarrassedly before running away from her.

The new clothes on his body still looked clean. It would be a shame if they got dirty. It would be a waste of He Ye and A Fu's mother's efforts. Xu Nuo planned to go back to the house to change clothes before going.

As soon as the carved wooden door was pushed open, a piece of paper fell out from the gap above and landed right on Xu Nuo's head.

Xu Nuo shuddered, quickly grabbed the note and ran into the house.

"Don't try to play tricks. After the job is done, I'll tell you your life story."

The cold feeling of being entangled by a python came to his mind again. Xu Nuo squatted down weakly, tore the note into pieces and threw them into the charcoal brazier.

"Nono...are you okay?" 666 asked him worriedly.

Xu Nuo wiped his eyes carelessly and said, "I'm fine... This doesn't count as a mission plot, I won't do it."

"It doesn't count! The cannon fodder in the plot has already been killed off. There's no such part. You don't have to do it!"

"Okay," Xu Nuo stood up with weak legs, changed his clothes, and forced himself to walk towards the small kitchen.

It was the first time for him to make milk pudding. Although he followed the steps taught by Afu Niang carefully, the appearance of the finished product was still not satisfactory, but the taste was very good. Xu Nuo tried a little himself and found it sweet and soft, very suitable for relieving a day's fatigue.

…

In the study, He Ye listened silently to the report from his subordinate Nighthawk.

"A servant from the outer gate sneaked into the inner courtyard and slipped a piece of paper into the young master's door."

"It says, 'Don't try to play tricks. When the job is done, I'll tell you your life story.'"

"Do you still have the note?"

"Put it back where it belonged. The young master just saw it."

"Well," He Ye's fingers unconsciously circled the armrest of the mahogany chair under his hands, "Go down."

The door closed with a click, and silence returned to the room.

He Ye sat in the main seat, silent like a statue, as if expecting, or accepting silently.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a small knock on the door. "He Ye, can I come in?"

"Um."

The young man holding a white porcelain bowl pushed open the door and leaned over. His eyes met his and he smiled softly and innocently.

"I...made milk soup," Xu Nuo walked over carefully holding the small bowl. "Afu's mother taught me this. It tastes really good. Would you like to try it?"

Just like a kitten acting coquettishly, He Ye's heart would soften every time he saw him like this. The burning emotions and cold rationality kept hitting his brain, almost splitting him into two people.

He Ye didn't say anything, just looked at the bowl of dessert quietly. The pure white and delicate milk reminded him of the boy's fair and tender skin for no reason.

"Take it and try it," Xu Nuo moved the bowl closer and placed it next to him.

He thought He Ye would hold it steady, so he released his strength and pulled his hand back, but the porcelain bowl fell to the ground and shattered, and the milk soup inside also shattered into pieces along with the porcelain pieces.

"Does the Southland want my life so badly?"

Xu Nuo's breath stopped and she looked up at him in surprise, her watery eyes filled with unconcealable confusion and vulnerability.

The scene in front of him suddenly became blurry and his head was spinning. Before he lost consciousness, Xu Nuo only saw He Ye stretching out his arms to catch him.

…

The dream was damp and lacking in oxygen, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape. Xu Nuo knew this feeling very well. Perhaps he was sick again...

I opened my eyes with great effort, and what I saw was the unfamiliar ceiling of the bed.

"Awake?" He felt a wet touch on his face. It was He Ye wiping his face with a wet towel.

Xu Nuo wanted to reach out and push his hand away, but just as he raised his arm, he saw an extremely attractive gold chain that was fitting perfectly on his hand. There was a piece of gold chain hanging out that was tied to the pillar at the head of the bed.

Xu Nuo recognized that this was the style he had tried on in a jewelry store before, except that it had an extra piece added to it.

Seeing the familiar gold chain, Xu Nuo almost understood that He Ye was probably the person who sat next to him in the restaurant. This time, he was really exposed and there was no way to clear himself completely.

"Is it beautiful?" He Ye lowered his head and kissed his wrist obsessively as if nothing had happened. This was the first time he did not hide his feelings and desires, but Xu Nuo could not be happy.

"You look beautiful in it, babe."

Big tears welled up from his eyes, and all the strength in his body was drained away. Xu Nuo felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. Inexplicably, he thought of the milk porridge that was broken into pieces on the ground last night.

"I never meant to hurt you."

"Shh," the man gently placed his fingers on the boy's soft lips, "Let's not talk about this... Never again. No matter what happens, we'll always be together, okay?"

"He Ye, you bastard!"

He Ye was not angry after being scolded, but smiled and said, "You have a fever. I'll go get the medicine. Be obedient."

The worries and fatigue of the past few days completely burst out at this moment. Xu Nuo looked at his leaving back and the gold chain on his wrist. His consciousness became more and more blurred and he fell asleep.

He Ye stood in the courtyard, letting Qiu Lu hit his shoulders.

"General, that man confessed."

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