On that day of the Peach Blossom Festival, people tasted fine wine and delicious food. A poetry contest reached its climax. A student from Nanyang Academy won the first prize in the poetry contest with a good poem. The student became famous for a while, and the popular poem spread.

However, the student who became famous returned to the academy to study, ignoring the outside world and preparing for his exams.

After the Peach Blossom Festival, Yipinzhai launched Peach Blossom Brew. Peach blossoms bloom in March, and the Peach Blossom Festival is in season at this time. The old men and young men who are pretentious love to have a small pot of Peach Blossom Brew and taste the delicious food. It is the best enjoyment.

In addition to fine wine and delicious food, what everyone remembers most is the stories told by the storyteller every day in Yipinzhai. After the Monkey King caused a commotion in the Heavenly Palace, he was suppressed by the Tathagata Buddha under the Five Fingers Mountain for five hundred years. He was later rescued by Tang Monk and was able to leave the Five Fingers Mountain. He became a disciple and followed his master to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures.

Along the way, he recruited Zhu Bajie, the chief of the Heavenly Peng Sect, and Monk Sha from Tongtian River. The four of them rode a white dragon horse to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. On the way, they encountered various monsters and demons. The stories were full of ups and downs and exciting.

It was a pity that the storyteller only told one story every day, no matter how noisy the guests were.

The letter sent by the galloping horse quickly arrived in Fengdu.

The man sitting in the first seat flipped through the letters in his hand one by one. It was written in the Journey to the West that the storyteller in Yipinzhai told. Outsiders thought it was a story made up by the storyteller, but they didn't know that it was written by Cao Xiangnan.

After reading it quickly, Feng Lingxiao's face rarely showed a little smile. He put the letter in his hand on the table beside him and said, "This Cao Xiangnan, I really have to meet him if I have the chance."

Even Feng Siye had to admit that Cao Xiangnan was a rare talent, and he wanted to meet him and take him under his command. He had many talented people under him, and they were all useful people who helped him seize this country.

Fang Ziye, who was sitting on the couch, felt his heart tighten when he heard Feng Lingxiao say that he wanted to meet Cao Xiangnan. Only his hands hanging at his sides clenched into fists. The expression on his face did not change. With his eyelids slightly raised, he saw a little smile on Feng Lingxiao's face. He rarely saw this man smile, and his eyes were stunned. He just looked at this man.

The two people's eyes met, and Fang Ziye saw the obvious smile in Feng Lingxiao's eyes. They looked at each other at a distance.

Fang Ziye changed out of his black clothes and put on a white dress. He had a face as beautiful as cold jade, and his black hair was simply fixed with a jade hairpin. He looked so beautiful in his coldness.

After taking off his disguise, his identity as a boy was obvious.

His identity as a brother has never been a secret to Feng Lingxiao, but a condition that he must be honest with. He cannot have any secrets from Feng Lingxiao. Maybe this was before Xiao Baoer was born. After that, he had a secret in his heart, that is Xiao Baoer, an existence that Feng Lingxiao must not know.

Thinking of his child so far away from him, he always had trouble falling asleep night after night, missing his Xiao Baoer. Fang Ziye did not expect Feng Lingxiao to personally go and take him back to Fengdu. After Feng Lingxiao dealt with the matter in Nanyang, they came back. After returning to Fengdu, he still lived in his small courtyard, but there was a person of incomparable noble status in this courtyard, who outsiders would never expect to appear here.

The relationship between the two people became vague, as if they were farther away, but also seemed closer. If that night was an accident, then what was the relationship between the two people after that? He himself didn't know.

He would not resist this person, nor did he know how to resist him. Rather than pushing this person away personally, he longed to be closer to Feng Lingxiao. The love for this person in his bones made him long for this person even more.

Since that night in Nanyang, when they had a relationship again, they have maintained this unclear relationship until now.

Sometimes Fang Ziye would think, if Feng Lingxiao was not born in the royal family, he was just an ordinary person, and they could be together like an ordinary couple, then he would not have to be so desperate like now.

In the spring of March, he was still wrapped in thick fox fur. This spring was particularly cold, cold to the bone, and even the warmest embrace of this person could not make him feel warm.

"Well, why are you looking at me like that?" Feng Lingxiao saw the person staring at him blankly, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's okay to meet, this is the person I found with great difficulty, and my business here still depends on Xiangnan's help." Lowering his eyes and avoiding the gaze of this person, Fang Ziye looked down at his fingers and said in a relaxed tone as if casually.

So what it means is that this is my person, you have to keep it for me.

Fang Ziye was not unaware of what happened in Nanyang, as Manager Fang had already sent it to him at full speed. After returning from Nanyang, after the two of them had developed a relationship, Feng Lingxiao appeared in his small courtyard more and more frequently, but he never stayed overnight.

When there were many people, he would come every day, and if it was a long time, he would come once every two or three days, and at most no more than five days.

He knew that the court was busy with affairs and was divided into several factions, and the situation was not very favorable to Feng Lingxiao. But seeing this man appear in his small courtyard every day, Fang Ziye had nothing to worry about. He knew Fourth Master Feng better than anyone else and knew what kind of person he was.

This man will definitely not sit and wait for death, and hand over the throne to others.

What he can do now is to hand over his seal to Feng Lingxiao, so that he can have enough money in his hands to do what he wants. This is also the only thing he can do for Feng Lingxiao at this critical moment after being by his side for so many years.

"I haven't even met this person yet, you should protect him first." Feng Lingxiao stood up, walked over and looked down at the man who was lazily leaning on the couch. The tiger skin on the couch was specially made by someone and sent to him because he knew that this person had a cold body. His hands and feet would be cold when the weather was cold, and he liked to stay in a warm place the most.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but he always called himself "I" instead of "this king" in front of Fang Ziye.

From his angle, Feng Lingxiao could see the man playing with his fingers with his head down. His neck was bent, revealing a small section of white and tender skin. The fox fur coat covered some red marks. He still remembered the marks he left on it last night.

"There is no way. There are not many people like Cao Xiangnan. I have to protect him. If I don't protect him, where will I cry if he is taken away by a tiger? Don't you think so?" Fang Ziye was also frank. He played with his fingers for a long time but didn't come up with any new ideas. His little slave trimmed the nails of each finger evenly.

When he thought of the little slave who protected him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"So you said, I am a tiger?" The standing man bent down and lowered his head. Feng Lingxiao looked at the person who had been avoiding him. Seeing the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he reached out and touched the man's face. He softened his tone and asked with an indescribable intimacy.

It's not that Feng Lingxiao didn't feel Fang Ziye's inner conflict. Before this man left Fengdu, he was not clear in his heart about his feelings for Fang Ziye. He was born into a royal family. He had more things than ordinary people since he was born, which also meant that he could not have things that ordinary people could easily get.

After the death of his mother, he was forced to leave Fengdu, and he had been gone for so many years.

The hardships of fighting on the battlefield may not be clearly understood by those who have not been on the battlefield. He didn't trust anyone in his heart, including the old general who took him with him. He had been alone for so many years, and then an unexpected person appeared, Fang Ziye, a young man pretending to be a boy.

Looking at Fang Ziye's eyes, Feng Lingxiao still remembered the expression of these eyes when they looked at him for the first time.

Listening to Feng Lingxiao's words, Fang Ziye did not speak or respond to him.

The palm of his hand on his cheek was burning hot, making people want to get closer, but he suppressed this desire in his heart, maintaining a soft and leaning posture, sitting here with a stiff body.

For a while, neither of them spoke, just looking at each other.

Feng Lingxiao's throat rolled, and desire arose in his heart. In the end, he controlled his heart to touch this man. Seeing that his face was a little pale, he had been ill twice since returning to Fengdu, and his complexion was not very good. Thinking of the fact that he had just taken this person yesterday, he could not take more no matter what, otherwise this person would definitely lie in bed for several days.

Seeing that the weather outside was good today and the sun was out, he retracted his hand, sat down, and asked, "It's sunny outside today and it's warm. I'll take you out for a walk. The storyteller in your Yipinzhai tells very interesting stories. Why don't we go and listen?"

Ershun, who was outside the house, stared at the back of his feet with a pouting mouth. He was worried that the master had come again and was in the same house with his master, but he was driven out to wait. Ah Wu stood beside the little slave with puffed cheeks. He knew what was in the little Ershun's mind.

This silly slave, can't you just say no to the master's doing anything he wants?

The third brother came here with their master today and was also standing outside.

They are all brothers who were trained together, but the fifth brother came to Fang Ziye's place. Given the relationship between their grandfather and this Mr. Fang, they are still good brothers, and this will never change.

Seeing the way the fifth brother treated the little slave, the third brother also knew what he was thinking.

The two exchanged glances, and Wu gave the third brother a glare, but the third brother didn't care much.

The sulking little slave lowered his head. He had been angry since he stood outside, or he could say that he had never been happy since the master came until now.

"Come in." It was not until a call came from inside that the people waiting outside were allowed to go in.