Chapter 7 Love is lingering
"Ah, let's go, why don't we go! Xiao Ye, do you want to stay and fight with my master, or go back with me?" Qing Yi turned his head and looked at Ye Qingyu.
"Let's go." Ye Qingyu knew very well that it was not appropriate to stay any longer at this moment. He had seen enough of the excitement, so it would be better to leave quickly.
"Xiao Ye, my master is too bullying." Although Qing Yi said he was not convinced, he knew that he was no match for his master and dared not really compete with him.
"They can't stay here for long. They have to go back soon." Ye Qingyu said in a firm tone.
"Why?" Qing Yi was puzzled, not understanding why Ye Qingyu was so sure.
“…” Ye Qingyu just smiled and didn’t answer, with a hint of mystery in his eyes.
The two returned to Qingyi's room and had a simple meal. Qingyi asked someone to bring some hot water. After washing up, he went to bed early.
Qing Yi let out a long sigh, and suddenly realized something. He said to Ye Qingyu, "Xiao Ye, I finally understand why you are so sure that my master and the others will come back."
"Don't you always think you're smart? Why do you just realize it now?" Ye Qingyu teased Qing Yi with a smile on his face.
"It's not too late to understand now! Xiaoye~" Qingyi said, turning over and rushing towards Ye Qingyu.
"Can you be gentler?" Ye Qingyu complained. Qingyi's bed was hard to begin with, and after all this tossing and turning, his back ached.
"Finally, no one comes to disturb us! Xiaoye, I miss you so much." Qingyi was filled with joy and put his excitement and longing into action.
The last time they were this close was three years ago, a time when they were inseparable yet tinged with the sadness of parting. Now, there was the joy of reunion mixed with three years of accumulated longing. Qing Yi's hands, from gently exploring, gradually became wanton caresses, as if he wanted to engrave every inch of the person beneath him into his heart. His fingers were burning, scorching, like flames, yet he was reluctant to get down to business.
"Qing Yi~" Ye Qingyu's hands also slowly wandered over Qing Yi's body, feeling the changes and growth of his body over the past three years.
"Xiao Ye, tell me you love me!" Qing Yi "threatened" in the most gentle tone, almost like a spoiled child.
"You... I... hurry up!" Ye Qingyu's voice was shy.
Qing Yi chuckled, his laughter full of doting, then he slowly moved closer to Ye Qingyu and whispered in his ear: "Don't be anxious, I want to hear you say it." The warm breath sprayed on Ye Qingyu's ears, causing him to tremble slightly.
Ye Qingyu bit his lower lip, and his hands unconsciously grasped Qing Yi's arm. He took a deep breath, turned his head, and his eyes met Qing Yi's. The deep affection in his eyes was like a deep lake, which made people indulge in it.
"Qingyi, I like you." Although Ye Qingyu's voice was soft, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Qingyi's heart hard.
Qing Yi hugged Ye Qingyu tightly, as if he wanted to rub this person into his body.
"Xiao Ye~" Qing Yi's voice was slightly choked. The longing, waiting and torment of the past three years turned into surging love at this moment.
The two of them hugged each other tightly, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. After a long time, Qing Yi slightly let go of Ye Qingyu, and gently stroked his face with his fingers, from his forehead to his eyebrows, to the tip of his nose and lips, each touch was full of affection. Ye Qingyu closed his eyes slightly, enjoying this gentle caress, and finally enjoying this sweetness with peace of mind.
A gentle kiss descended, starting from the forehead and winding its way to the lips. It was a tender, loving kiss. Ye Qingyu responded passionately, wrapping her arms around Qingyi's neck, pressing herself even closer to her beloved. On this moonlit night, love lingered, unwavering.
the next day
"Xiao Ye, are you awake?" Qing Yi looked at Ye Qingyu. It was already noon, but the two of them still hadn't gotten up.
"Hmm." Ye Qingyu mumbled a response. In the past three years, he had never slept so soundly.
Ye Qingyu had never imagined he would fall so deeply in love with someone. His past emotions had been fueled by feelings of apology for Qingyi, and by his witty and carefree nature. But what was missing was the kind of love that comes only from a lover. However, after three years of separation, that feeling had quietly shifted, and the love and longing between lovers grew wildly in Ye Qingyu's heart, spreading unchecked.
Just a few days ago, the Emperor of Chu intended to arrange a marriage for Ye Qingyu. His partner was the niece of the Empress's mother's family. This was a supreme honor for the Northwest Prince's Palace. However, upon hearing this, Ye Qingyu was filled with panic. The Empress's niece should normally be betrothed to a prince, a match made in heaven. Why was he chosen? How could he refuse this powerful marriage?
Although the emperor has not yet issued an official decree, he has revealed this intention to the King of the Northwest. This is also a reward for the King of the Northwest for guarding the Northwest Wangcheng.
The King of the Northwest naturally agreed. He was also worried. In the past, Qingyi and Qingyu had a special experience in detoxifying Qingyu. He was always worried that the two would continue to be entangled, just like King Shi and Mo Qitian, who had been entangled for more than 20 years. How could there be any happiness?
Fortunately, Qing Yi returned to the Western Regions, and Ye Qingyu returned to Xibeiwangcheng. After their separation, their relationship should have gradually faded. For the past three years, the King of the Northwest had been trying to get Ye Qingyu to choose a concubine first, but he either refused outright or offered vague answers, never finding anyone to sleep with him. As a father, the King of the Northwest was filled with worry, but he could do nothing about it.
When Ye Qingyu learned that the Emperor intended to grant him a marriage, he naturally resisted. He and Qingyi had previously agreed not to marry within five years. In fact, even when the five-year deadline came, Ye Qingyu had never intended to marry.
He missed Qing Yi. It was he who pushed that unrestrained and carefree young man into the abyss of demonic possession. How could he feel at ease and enjoy the happiness of having his wife and children around him?
Initially, he planned to travel to the capital to meet with the Emperor and try to dissuade him from this intention before the decree, which had not yet been officially announced, was implemented. After all, once the imperial decree was issued, refusing it would be tantamount to disobeying it. Doing so would not only offend the Emperor and Empress, but also the powerful influence of the Empress's mother's family, which would inevitably have a negative impact on the Northwest Palace and his own father.
But just as he was about to set off, news came from Prince Shi that the Martial Saint and the Demon Lord had returned. They had settled in Prince Shi's mansion and were planning to go to the Western Regions to treat Qing Yi. Ye Qingyu didn't bother to go to the capital, he rushed to Prince Shi's mansion. Only after seeing the Martial Saint and the Demon Lord in person did he feel that Qing Yi could be saved.
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