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When Song Jin woke up from his dream, he was sweating profusely and his cheeks were abnormally flushed.

Thinking back to everything that happened in the dream, I bit my lips unconsciously.

How shameful!

How could she have such a dream!

The script at hand was still open, and the last page was exactly the end of the dream within a dream.

Song Jin looked down and retracted his gaze as if he was burned.

The dream and the story overlapped...

It was really embarrassing, so she asked for water to purify herself.

She has to have dinner with Cui Huaiji in the evening. What should she do if she can't look him in the eye?

Song Jin took his time to get ready and ended up delaying the originally scheduled time by half an hour.

She thought that if she kept dawdling like that, Cui Huaiji would probably get impatient and leave first. He couldn't really wait for her there for half an hour!

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned.

Song Jin's body stiffened, and he felt his burning gaze on him. It was as if the finger that lit the fire in his dream was wandering, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Hou, Lord Hou."

Cui Huaiji did not mention a word about her late arrival.

The jade wine cup was filled with crystal clear liquid.

He hooked his fingers and shook them, his voice slightly raised: "This is the new wine from Zhaiyue Tower, called Fusheng."

When wine passes through the heart, life is like a dream and the past can no longer be retrieved.

This was the inspiration Qin Wan got from her.

Qin Wan once said that she gave people a kind of speechless sadness. A young lady in her prime, she had too many sorrows that were not suitable for her age.

She also responded that she had experienced a bizarre dream and took it somewhat seriously.

Song Jin looked at the wine glass in front of him and drank it down without hesitation.

Maybe she would be able to look Cui Huaiji in the face only after drinking some wine.

"How is it?" Cui Huaiji looked at her with a smile.

The aftereffects of life are not great, but they are quietly intoxicating.

Song Jin's eyes lit up: "Not bad!"

As the wine took her sip, she put aside her previous shame and began to talk to him openly.

It was obvious that she was a little drunk.

Cui Huaiji did not point it out either.

"My Lord, I feel like I owe you a thank you. I admit that I plotted against you in Qingzhou, but I had no choice. After coming to Sheng'an, you let bygones be bygones and helped me time and time again. I am really grateful, and I don't even know how to repay you..."

"This glass of wine, I toast to you!"

Having said that, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup.

Cui Huaiji stared at her, stroked the rim of the cup with his fingertips, and waited silently for her next words.

[Now that the engagement has been cancelled, is Xiao Niu preparing to leave Sheng An?]

Song Jin tilted his head and looked at him.

She actually didn't plan to leave.

"I owe you two. If you need anything in the future, just let me know!"

[I haven't even repaid the favor of collecting the body, and now another favor has come. When will I be able to repay it? ]

Song Jin said that he hoped to repay the favor, but in fact, a feeling of joy was secretly rising in his heart.

I just don't know.

“Okay.” Cui Huaiji raised the wine glass and drank. The crystal liquid moistened his thin rosy lips, and the glistening luster made those lips look so kissable.

Song Jin couldn't help but think of the dream in the evening.

"What are your plans for the future, Miss Song?"

Song Jin shook off the random thoughts in his mind: "Well, I can't leave Sheng An yet. It just so happens that my father has a business here, I can go and help manage it."

[There is still no clue about the rebels. I must keep an eye on Yang Chaoxue. If she contacts the rebels, I can take action.]

Another rebel.

Cui Huaiji's eyes darkened slightly.

He had no idea who the rebels Song Jin was talking about were, but all he could think of was the rebellion that occurred thirteen years ago.

It was King Suli who led his troops in rebellion.

Could it be the remnant of King Suli?

"Lord?"

Song Jin's consciousness was still clear, but he spoke without thinking and couldn't control himself.

Cui Huaiji looked at her calmly.

They looked at each other in silence.

Under the bright moonlight, the chirping of insects can be heard and the breeze is blowing.

The foxes were playing and fighting under the rockery, their soft cries endearing to the eyes.

Cui Huaiji glanced sideways and suddenly said, "Miss Song, have you ever been curious about the fox slave in my yard?"

Um?

Song Jin also looked over.

Yu Nu was playing with other beetle slaves, and Hei Yao was standing beside it, one high and one low, in a very protective posture.

She couldn't help but curl her lips: "I'm a little curious, the fox slave is so cute, it's not surprising that the marquis likes her, right?"

People like to keep one or two snails in their houses, both for company and comfort, and to kill time.

But for Cui Huaiji, it is neither of the two.

She didn't notice that Cui Huaiji's eyes had turned dark.

"It's different." He whispered, and filled two more glasses of wine, pushing them towards her with his index finger, "It saved my life."

"What?"

Song Jin blinked in confusion.

[What does it mean to have saved a life? Lord Hou, are you trying to tell me something that no one else knows? ]

[Does this mean that...?]

She didn't dare to think too deeply.

Cui Huaiji's gaze fell on Hei Yao and his eyes softened.

He knew that Song Jin was a little drunk, and what he said to her tonight might be forgotten by her when she sobered up tomorrow.

But now is the best time to win someone's heart, isn't it?

Cui Huaiji lowered his eyes dejectedly.

"Let me tell you a story, a story about a boy and a fox slave who saved his life."

*

The Cui family was once a major family in Sheng'an.

Cui's father was a veteran general of the Yu Dynasty. All generations had fought for the Yu Dynasty. However, when it came to Cui Huaiji, he chose to be a scholar. Even though he was better than Cui's father in martial arts, he would rather die than become a military general.

Cui's father was so angry that he punished him by making him kneel in the ancestral hall.

At this time, Cui Yuying would secretly come to see him with snacks.

Twelve-year-old Cui Huaiji is young, arrogant, and rebellious among his peers.

Also high-spirited.

Until the Cui family was reported to have treason and collusion with the enemy.

Letters of collusion with the enemy were found in Cui's mansion. The old emperor at that time was blind and cautious, and took the opportunity to get rid of the Cui family because he was wary of the power of the Cui family.

In order to protect the last bloodline of the Cui family, when Cui Yuying stepped forward to find someone to save the Cui family, Cui's father lied to her that she could protect the Cui family by marrying the prince.

Cui Yuyao believed it to be true.

Without any betrothal or betrothal gifts, the 19-year-old Cui Yuyao hastily married herself off.

Given her current situation, she can only marry the prince as a concubine.

She fully believed that the Cui family could be saved, but she still had to watch helplessly as the Cui family was destroyed by the Man family and her young brother disappeared.

After searching for a year in vain, she was diagnosed with pregnancy.

Cui Huaiji had no idea what Cui Yuhuai was in when she gave birth to the child, and Cui Yuhuai never told him later.

At that time, Cui Huaiji was fighting with death.

The old emperor couldn't do anything to Cui Yuhuai, so he sent troops to hunt him down secretly.

After he fell off the cliff, the pursuers stopped for a while.

There was a rushing stream below the cliff, and if he fell in, he would surely die. Unfortunately, God didn't want him to die, and he was washed ashore.

Cui Huaiji saved his life from King Yan.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the blinding sunlight and a small black fox slave beside me.

His injuries were serious and he would be unable to move for a short time. Besides, there was nothing to eat here except water.

The only living thing was this black fox.

The fox slave was not afraid of him. He followed him closely, watching him stand up and fall down again and again, and faint from hunger again and again.

The beetle slave is small and agile, and can easily get in and out of here.

It brought wild fruits back to Cui Huaiji.

From then on, Cui Huaiji relied on the wild fruits he brought back to fill his stomach, and sometimes he would also bring back a few herbs.

Without it, he would probably have died there.

Cui Huaiji stayed there for a whole year.

After recovering from his injuries, he followed the fox slave and left.

It was three years later that I returned to Sheng'an.

He spent three years subduing himself and joined forces with the prince to clear away obstacles and help him ascend the throne.

It was also that year that Prince Suli rebelled and attempted to seize the throne.

The days of swordplay made him accustomed to swinging the sword.

After the rebellion was overthrown, Cui Yuhuai ascended to the throne and he was given the title of Marquis of Quling.

The youngest marquis of Yu Dynasty.

The fox slave accompanied Cui Huaiji through his loneliest time.

In the second year of her title of marquis, Li Nu became pregnant and died after giving birth to a baby.

In the eyes of others, the one who died was just a beast.

But Cui Yuyao understood that the fox slave was different to him.

He took good care of his offspring and witnessed his offspring giving birth and dying, repeating his mother's path.

The last thing left to him was the later Obsidian.

After that, the Marquis' Mansion had other slaves one after another, but none of them held the same position as Hei Yao in Cui Huaiji's heart.

From then on, the rumor spread in Sheng'an that the Marquis of Quling loved Li Nu.

*

After listening to the whole story, Song Jin felt a little pain in his heart.

She couldn't imagine the days when she and her cat had to depend on each other.

"Master..."

Cui Huaiji raised his eyes and looked at her. She could clearly see the guilt and longing hidden in his eyes.

The powerful and impressive Marquis Qu Ling became so fragile.

The suppressed tears and red eyes made him look even more vulnerable.

Song Jin was already drunk and confused.

She only knew that her heart was aching, and she wanted to go up to him, hug him, and tell him that it was over.

My body was out of control and I rushed over to hug him.

Her fingertips gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She looked at him with misty eyes and tried to comfort him: "My Lord, it's all in the past... The Empress is still here, Hei Yao is still here, we will all be with you..."

"Now."

He suddenly called out.

"Um?"

"Will you always stay with me?"

Song Jin thought about it seriously and said, "Probably... yes."

[I don’t want to see the Marquis unhappy. If the Marquis is unhappy, I will feel sad too.]

[…Why? ]

Joy appeared in Cui Huaiji's eyes, and the gloom in his eyes disappeared, and he hugged her.

Song Jin was in a daze as he held her in his arms. She looked closely at the teardrop mole under his eye and couldn't help but poke it.

【This teardrop mole is really beautiful. 】

Taking advantage of her current confusion, Cui Huaiji no longer concealed the fact that he could hear her thoughts.

"Do you want to touch it?"

【I want to... touch it! 】

Song Jin tried hard to open his sleepy eyelids and touched the red mole with his fingertips.

Soft and cool.

Cui Huaiji lowered his eyes and stared at her, ripples of emotion spreading in his heart.

"Jinjin, can you please call me Fuji?"

【Fuji... is the courtesy name of the Marquis.】

[Fu Ji... Fu Ji...]

Song Jinzui was so drunk that he couldn't tell whether it was what he felt in his heart or what came out of his mouth.

Cui Huaiji didn't care. One day, he would hear her call "Fu Ji" with his own ears.

The young lady in his arms was drunk and fell asleep in his arms.

The rosy cheeks were like a blooming water lily, with pistils visible between the lips and teeth, as if she wanted to speak but could not.

This is a beauty that only he can see.