Qin Peng was busy for many days and finally settled Xucheng down completely. Qin Shuhuai had nothing to do during these days, so he went to buy things for Qin Peng.

He remembered that Qin Peng liked to wear black skirts and bright jewelry. After Qin Peng finished her work, Qin Shuhuai Xianbao pulled Qin Peng over and said to her, "I bought you some clothes and jewelry. Would you like to take a look?"

Although Qin Peng had no confidence in Qin Shuhuai's aesthetics, when he thought about his behavior in recent days, he felt that he had made progress, so he still had some small expectations in his heart.

However, when she opened the closet and saw the dark skirts in the closet, and opened the jewelry box and saw the jewels that were all dazzling with gems like those of a nouveau riche, she still felt devastated.

After all these years, this person still only knows how to buy things this way.

"Peng Peng," Qin Shuhuai stood behind her, his hands clasped in his sleeves, and said calmly, "Do you like it?"

Qin Peng: “…”

What normal girl would like to dress like an assassin every day?

When she was Zhao Peng, she usually encouraged Qin Shuhuai and rarely showed her dissatisfaction to him.

Qin Shuhuai liked to buy black clothes for her, and she usually nodded and praised him. This also caused Qin Shuhuai to never quite understand that the black clothes Qin Peng was talking about were a little different from the night clothes he bought.

However, today Qin Peng didn't want to endure it anymore. She held it in for a long time and finally said, "I don't like it!"

Qin Shuhuai was slightly stunned, lowered his eyes, and covered the look in his eyes: "Well, people always change."

"no……"

Qin Peng found it difficult to speak. Although she felt it was a bit hurtful, she still said it: "I have never liked black clothes like this!"

"Um?"

Qin Shuhuai raised his head, quite surprised. Qin Peng waved his hands, sighed and said, "I'll take you to pick things."

Having said that, Qin Peng told his servants to get ready and took Qin Shuhuai to the market.

They entered the VIP room of a clothing store, and Qin Peng asked the boss to bring in all the clothes.

Then Qin Peng picked out the pieces one by one for Qin Shuhuai, telling him the differences in waistlines, patterns, hems, etc.

Qin Shuhuai and his guards were stunned. After Qin Peng finished explaining all the differences and talked about her preferences, she raised her head after she was dry-mouthed and looked at Qin Shuhuai and asked, "Do you understand?"

"Understood."

Qin Shuhuai nodded, and then quickly said a concise version of what Qin Peng had just said.

Qin Shuhuai was a good student since he was young because of this. He could almost repeat everything he had heard and read, and not only could he repeat it, but he could also understand it and express it more accurately and concisely in his own words.

Qin Peng listened to Qin Shuhuai's words and felt that the boy was teachable. He nodded, asked the guards to lift up all the clothes, and said gently: "Come, pick a skirt for me."

After hearing this, Qin Shuhuai's face froze, and Qin Peng said gently: "It doesn't matter, just pick one that you think looks good."

“What occasion did you wear it for?”

After hearing this, Qin Peng was very pleased. He felt that Qin Shuhuai was indeed thoughtful. His tone became softer: "Whatever occasions you think are suitable, please choose one by one."

Qin Shuhuai frowned and looked at it carefully.

Then he raised his hand and pointed to a black skirt: "This one, wear it outside in front of others."

Qin Peng looked at the skirt with the collar tightly wrapped, and his hands trembled slightly.

Then she saw Qin Shuhuai put his finger on another red gauze jacket and said in a calming tone: "This one, wear it in the bedroom."

Qin Peng took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

She resisted the urge to hit Qin Shuhuai and began to reflect on herself. Why did she place her hopes on Qin Shuhuai?

It's useless, he can't tell the difference between one skirt and another!

He could only understand whether there was more or less fabric, which colors would be easier to attack and discover, and which colors would be more attractive to him.

Qin Shuhuai knew that what he said was wrong, but he still pretended to be calm, his eyes fixed on the window, his expression calm and indifferent.

Zhao Yi and the other guards stood with their heads down, suppressing their smiles, clutching their clothes and their shoulders trembling slightly.

Qin Peng paused for a long time, and finally came forward, ordered several sets of clothes, and said directly: "Pack them up and take them away."

After hearing this, Qin Shuhuai finally became smarter, and hurried to catch up, and immediately said: "Zhao Yi, give me the money!"

Having said that, he chased Qin Peng out.

The two of them were walking on the street. Qin Shuhuai tried to pull Qin Peng, but Qin Peng shook him off. Qin Shuhuai pulled him again, but Qin Peng shook him off again.

The two of them walked and pulled each other all the way, and when they reached the door of the room, Qin Peng finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"If I don't let you pull, will you keep shaking me like this?"

She turned her head to look at him. Qin Shuhuai saw that Qin Peng's mood had finally improved, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "If I force you to pull me, I'm afraid you'll be angry. If I don't pull you, I'm also afraid you'll be angry."

"No." Qin Peng stepped forward, and Qin Shuhuai clasped his hands in his sleeves, standing straight.

He blocked the door, and looking in from the outside, he could only see Qin Shuhuai's back.

Qin Shuhuai didn't dare to look at her, and didn't look away. Qin Peng stood on tiptoe and said in a hoarse voice: "If you force me to pull, I won't be angry."

Qin Shuhuai turned his head. Qin Peng was very close to him, just a few inches away. She stood on tiptoe and looked at him with a smile. The sunlight fell on her face, casting a layer of gold. He could touch her lips with just a light touch.

Qin Shuhuai stared at Qin Peng blankly and swallowed.

He was torn between his conscience and his desires. He wanted to kiss her, but Qin Peng didn't let him. He was afraid she would be angry. She had just been angry, and he had finally managed to calm her down. He couldn't let her get angry again.

Qin Peng looked at Qin Shuhuai, who was in a daze, and noticed the ambiguous atmosphere between them. She wanted to step back, thinking that the distance was too close. She just wanted to tease him, not to do anything. However, looking at Qin Shuhuai's red ears, her body seemed to be frozen, and she just stood there, vaguely expecting something.

Her heart was beating fast, and she had a feeling that something was going to happen.

However, at this moment, Qin Shuhuai grabbed her hand.

Qin Peng stared at him blankly, and then he said in a hoarse voice: "Then I will hold your hand and not let go."

Qin Peng: “…”

Qin Peng felt as if a large basin of cold water had poured over her and woke her up. She put down her toes, put on a stern face, let Qin Shuhuai hold her hand, and replied lightly, "Oh."

Qin Shuhuai: "..."

He just knew it!

If you force her hand, she will be unhappy!

Qin Shuhuai tried to test Qin Peng's bottom line, but he felt that this woman was really fickle. She was fine with a kiss one moment, but would get angry even if they held hands the next.

Qin Shuhuai felt that he really had no temper towards Qin Peng, but he had a good mental quality and could maintain basic composure no matter whether Qin Peng was happy or not.

Qin Peng also discovered that, in fact, Qin Shuhuai had not changed much over the years, except that he had become more frank.

Take her to eat all kinds of delicious mutton soup and street stalls.

Buy her something expensive.

I pamper her and tolerate her in everything, and only when she gets angry will she be particularly attractive.

The good things about Qin Shuhuai are all the good things he doesn't realize, and the flirting that Qin Shuhuai does is all his ignorant flirting.

Qin Peng no longer deliberately thought about how to turn Qin Shuhuai into the person she had in mind. Her attitude towards this relationship now was just one - follow her heart.

If you have doubts, wait.

Qin Shuhuai gave Qin Peng gifts, and Qin Peng gave Qin Shuhuai gifts. After a few days of exchange of gifts, Xucheng finally welcomed the Moon Goddess Festival.

This is a major festival in the south. The Moon God is the main god in the Xiliang State Religion. Xucheng was originally Xiliang’s land when Xiliang was powerful. The king built the largest Moon God Temple here. Later, after the land was ceded to Qi State, the Moon God Festival was held in Xucheng every year.

That day, Xucheng was decorated with lights and colorful lanterns early in the morning. When Qin Peng woke up, she saw Qin Shuhuai wearing a plain white robe, with his hair half tied up with a headband. He was sitting in the room drinking tea and waiting for her.

There were two pure white masks in his hands, one of which had a purple-blue butterfly outlined on the corner of the eye. Qin Peng washed up and walked out, looking at him and asked, "What is this for?"

"Go to the Moon Goddess Festival."

As he spoke, Qin Shuhuai picked up the mask with the butterfly and put it on Qin Peng's face.

He walked around her, carefully fastened the straps, and then raised his hands to put on the mask himself. He turned to look at her and said, "Let's go?"

Qin Peng stared at the masked young man in the morning light for a moment, then stood up and responded.

After Qin Shuhuai took Qin Peng out, Qin Peng saw that the streets and alleys were full of people. They should be from different nationalities, wearing different clothes. People gathered from all directions and walked in one direction. They chanted scriptures with pious expressions.

Qin Shuhuai protected Qin Peng and merged into the crowd. The crowd moved very slowly. Children were running around. The stalls on the street were selling things. Qin Peng liked to buy these little things. She bought them in the front and Qin Shuhuai knew to pay. Soon, Qin Shuhuai's hands were full of things.

By this time, half a day had passed and Qin Peng was a little hungry. She turned to look at Qin Shuhuai and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Go around the city and go to the Moon Temple."

"What are you going to do?"

“Pray for blessings.”

"Qin Shuhuai," Qin Peng bit his candied haws and said in surprise, "Don't you not believe in ghosts and gods?"

Qin Shuhuai said nothing. He held the small things in his arms, stepped aside to let a child pass, and said in a gentle voice, "I believe it now."

Qin Peng was stunned holding the candied haws, then looked up at the handsome face of the man beside him. Qin Shuhuai turned around, a little puzzled: "Why are you looking at me?"

Qin Peng laughed when he heard this, and handed the candied haws to Qin Shuhuai: "This candied haws is delicious, have one!"

Qin Shuhuai obeyed and opened his mouth, biting a piece of candied haws and pulling it off. After chewing it for a while, he nodded and said, "It's delicious."

He was smiling when he spoke. He was a man who never smiled, but in front of her, he was always happy even to eat a candied haws.

Qin Peng looked at his smile and couldn't help asking, "Qin Shuhuai, do you have any wishes?"

"Um?"

“That’s what I want to do today.”

After hearing this, Qin Shuhuai thought about it seriously and said, "Maybe."

"For example," he turned his head to Qin Peng's hand, "I can't pull you today, so you take the initiative to pull me, okay?"

Qin Shuhuai said this seriously. This was how he was now. Whenever he wanted to do something, he would always try to figure out Qin Peng's bottom line.

Now when he pulls her and hugs her, Qin Peng usually acquiesces. Within this range, he will speak clearly.

However, such a serious question made Qin Peng's heart beat faster. She lowered her head and blushed a little, "Oh."

After she finished speaking, she clapped her hands, brushed off the sugar residue on her hands, then slipped through Qin Shuhuai's arms and held his hand.

Qin Shuhuai looked at her with a smile, and he knew that this girl was saying one thing and thinking another.

She probably, after all, did like him a little.

He understands.

So he waited patiently, accompanied, waited, and guarded.

The two of them ate and strolled along the way, and by the time they arrived at the Moon Goddess Temple, it was already dark.

The Moon God Temple was built on a high mountain in Xucheng. The walls of Xucheng were built around the mountain, and the city was in the valley. The Moon God Temple is located on the hillside of the highest mountain in the east. The Moon God Temple is actually a huge circular building. The walls are full of stone caves of different sizes, and carved statues are placed inside. When you walk into the building, you will find that the middle is empty, and there are layers of stairs on both sides. Sitting on the stairs, everyone can clearly see the altar in the middle of the building.

Qin Shuhuai and Qin Peng followed the crowd into the Moon Goddess Temple and sat on the steps. People kept coming in. A masked young man in green sat down next to Qin Peng.

He was holding a folding fan, and it was obvious that he was a prince of Qi State who came here for sightseeing, rather than a devout believer from the southern border.

Qin Shuhuai glanced at the young man in blue, then at the muscular man sitting next to him. Finally, he chose to hold a bunch of food and toys, shrank to the side silently, and said to Qin Peng, "Come over and sit a little closer."

At this time, everyone was seated and torches were lit on the altar. Qin Peng was a little excited. He glared at Qin Shuhuai and said, "Stop making noise!"

Qin Shuhuai: "..."

As they were talking, drums sounded and the whole place fell into complete silence.

There was a huge statue of a goddess on the altar. Torches on the entire altar were suddenly lit. The light of the fire made everyone look down upon the face of the goddess on the statue. She was extremely beautiful, with clean and neat lines and deep eyes.

These eyes are very similar to Zhao Peng's back then.

Zhao Peng grew up in Northern Yan. Compared with Southern Qi, the features of Northern Yan people were much more distinct, and Zhao Peng's features were particularly distinct, with a pair of eyes that were not only large but also deep.

With such an aggressive look, her beauty is very striking.

As soon as the statue of the goddess appeared in front of Qin Shuhuai and Qin Peng, they both remembered Zhao Peng's eyes at the same time.

No one spoke at this moment. Everyone seemed to be immersed in the solemn drumbeats. The bare-handed and bare-footed priests, wearing leaves and feathers as clothes, stepped up to the drumbeats. Only two of them were wearing clothes. One was a man wearing a pure white mask, a white robe, and a feather crown on his head. The other was a woman wearing a mask with butterflies painted on the corners of her eyes, a black robe, and a crown made of bright red flowers on her head.

The two danced intertwinedly, one black and one white.

Their dance steps are very simple and can be learned quickly by following the beat of the drums.

After a while, a man in a red robe came up again and collided with the man in the white robe. The scene reached its climax, the woman blocked the man in the white robe, the man in the red robe retreated, and then the three of them separated.

This dance seems to be telling a love story. The Moon Goddess descended to the human world, fell in love with a human, gave birth to a child, and then created a nation. Soon after, the Moon Goddess's fiancé, the Sun God, came after her and quarreled with the mortal husband. When she almost killed the mortal, the Moon Goddess stood in front of her husband. Finally, the Moon Goddess left with the Sun God, but never met the Sun God again. From then on, the world was divided into the sun and the moon, and this nation began to multiply.

After the dance was over, only the woman was left on the altar. She chanted an unknown spell, and everyone stood up and followed her.

Qin Peng didn't know what this was for, but he just followed along.

After finishing reading, the woman knelt down in front of the statue of the goddess and placed her hand on her forehead.

At this time, all the people raised their hands and placed them on the foreheads of the people around them.

Qin Shuhuai put down everything and called Qin Peng's name.

"Peng Peng."

Qin Peng turned around and saw Qin Shuhuai touching her forehead.

"I hope this person will live a smooth, happy and healthy life."

He was smiling as he spoke, and Qin Peng understood that he was praying for blessings.

She imitated Qin Shuhuai, raised her hand and placed it on Qin Shuhuai's forehead.

"I hope this person..."

Qin Peng said this, but didn't continue. Qin Shuhuai was a little curious: "What is this person like?"

Qin Peng pursed his lips but said nothing.

She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, as if she said something, but then she said nothing.

After everyone finished praying with the people around them, they stood up one after another. Qin Shuhuai turned around and lowered his head to pick up the small things that had been put down. At this time, the young man in blue clothes next to him suddenly pointed at Qin Peng with his fan.

"girl."

His voice was a little hoarse and sounded familiar. Qin Peng turned around and saw a pair of smiling eyes: "Give me a blessing, okay?"

Qin Peng was slightly stunned. Before he could say anything, he heard Qin Shuhuai say, "Pengpeng, let's go."

Qin Peng nodded and smiled: "Sorry."

After saying this, he left with Qin Shuhuai.

The young man in green looked at Qin Peng with a smile in his eyes, but said nothing.

Qin Shuhuai was a step slower and separated Qin Peng from the man. Qin Peng turned around to look at him and said with a smile, "Are you jealous?"

Qin Shuhuai couldn't see the girl's expression under the mask, but from her cunning tone and bright eyes, he could imagine what that person looked like.

He lowered his head, chuckled, and shook his head.

"What else are we going to do next?"

Qin Peng followed behind, and Qin Shuhuai explained: "There is a bonfire dance, do you want to go and see it?"

"Go ahead." Qin Peng nodded, took Qin Shuhuai's arm and said, "Have you been here before?"

"Yeah." Qin Shuhuai looked at the wandering crowd and said, "One year I was transferred here from the north, and it happened to be the Moon Goddess Festival. That day I traveled around the city by myself."

"You are so interested?" Qin Peng was quite surprised. Qin Shuhuai responded, "The Moon God Festival is a sacrifice passed down by the Wu Clan. I heard that there are many strange people in this clan. I wanted to come and see if I could meet these masters."

When you meet a master, there is no need to ask too many questions.

Qin Peng thought about the man traveling around the city alone, and couldn't help but pull him closer. Qin Shuhuai noticed and turned to look at her: "I made a wish that day, hoping that Peng Peng would come back. Now that the wish has come true, it's time to fulfill it."

"Qin Shuhuai..." Qin Peng's voice was hoarse, but he called his name and said nothing else.

The two followed the crowd to the place where the bonfire was lit. It was a large grassland. There were already many people singing and rejoicing on the grassland. There were people beating drums and playing music nearby. Everyone wore masks and danced to the rhythm of the sacrifice they had just watched.

Qin Peng found it quite interesting and was eager to try it. Qin Shuhuai followed her with something in his arms.

A girl came over dancing to pour wine. Qin Peng picked up a glass at random, waited for the girl to pour the wine, and then drank it all in one gulp.

There is rhythmic drum music all around, and people are shouting "Hey Ha". This kind of atmosphere is easy to infect people and make them want to try it out.

Qin Shuhuai held a small toy and some food and nudged Qin Peng with his elbow: "Would you like some jujube flower cake?"

Qin Peng was about to speak when she saw the young man in blue who was standing next to her.

He was dancing with people in the crowd, and many girls were circling around him. He seemed to adapt to this atmosphere very well, dancing to the beat of the drums with almost every girl who walked past.

His dancing style was somewhat different from the people here. The dancing styles here were very simple, almost all of which were evolved from the sacrificial dance just now. However, his dancing style clearly had the flavor of the Northern Yan court, light and soft, yet wide and open.

His movements were quick, and his clothes fell off as he moved, revealing a large area of ​​his white chest. Qin Peng watched quietly. He seemed to be aware of Qin Peng's gaze, and turned to look at her. He raised his eyebrows, and a gorgeous look flashed from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, making people's heart beat fast.

Seeing that Qin Peng did not respond, Qin Shuhuai looked up in the direction Qin Peng was looking and saw the dancing man in green.

His eyes darkened, but his face remained expressionless, and he said calmly: "Does it look good?"

"Um?"

Qin Peng turned around and looked at the person next to him.

She knew that he seemed unhappy, so she comforted him, "I just thought of A-Yu."

"Ayu has been a well-behaved child since he was young and never did anything out of line," Qin Peng said, looking at the man in green dancing by the bonfire, with nostalgia in his eyes: "When he was fourteen, I took him out for a drink, and after we drank, he asked me if his sister had any wishes."

"Ayu is pretty," Qin Peng said tenderly, "At that time I said, I wish to dance with you, Your Highness."

I wish to have a dance with your Highness.

So Zhao Yu really turned his back to everyone and danced for her.

"At that time, I felt that even though A-Yu was a man, he could still defeat him."

Hearing this, Qin Shuhuai didn't say anything. He opened his lips but said nothing.

Qin Peng looked at the man's dancing and confirmed that it was indeed Beiyan's dance. The drummer couldn't keep up with the man's rhythm, and Qin Peng felt a little sorry.

She walked over to the drummer, borrowed the drum from him, and then started beating it hard.

The unique rhythm of the Northern Yan court echoed on the grassland. The man in green paused for a moment, then followed the rhythm and looked up at Qin Peng.

Qin Peng looked at the man with a smile. For a moment, she seemed to be back to that drunken night in the summer when she was fourteen years old. Zhao Yu said to her in the courtyard, drunkenly, "I... I can't dance. I only watched the dancers in the palace dance. Don't laugh at me..."

She couldn't take her eyes off that person. She always felt that at this moment, it was Zhao Yu standing in front of her six years later.

The other party could no longer look away. He twirled his sleeves, turned his head, and stared at Qin Peng with a heavy look, like a wolf or a beast.

There seemed to be no room for a second person between the two of them. Qin Shuhuai was holding something in his arms, feeling something oppressing his heart. Qin Peng's hands beating the drum felt like they were hitting his chest.

Here we go again.

Qin Shuhuai watched quietly, feeling a little ironic.

That was the case back then. Every time Zhao Yu came, he always felt like he was the superfluous one.

They have a deep sibling relationship and have depended on each other for many years. There is no room for a second person between them.

But he is her husband, and he is the one with whom she will spend her life.

Qin Shuhuai felt that something was weighing on his mind. Zhao Yi stepped forward and said in a low voice, "My Lord, shall I deal with that man?"

Qin Shuhuai said nothing. He handed the things in his hand to Zhao Yi and said calmly, "Take the things. Pengpeng will need to eat the jujube flower cake later."

Zhao Yi: “…”

He was becoming increasingly unsure of Qin Shuhuai's thoughts.

Qin Shuhuai ignored him, took off his mask, and walked through the crowd to the man in green. As soon as he got to the man, he swung his sleeves, and with the wind in his sleeves, he hit the man head on.

Qin Peng's drum beats paused slightly, and everyone was stunned, but the man in green reacted quickly. He "slid" away quickly and then slowly approached Qin Shuhuai. The two sides' wide sleeves just touched each other and then suddenly separated.

Only then did everyone realize that it was Qin Shuhuai who joined in and did not deliberately attack the man in blue.

Qin Peng's drum sounded again. This time she was playing the court music of Qi State. The drum beats were slow and solemn, and were only used during grand ceremonies of Qi State.

The movements of both of them were very slow. The movements of the man in green were much more complicated, while those of Qin Shuhuai were very simple, just spreading his sleeves, moving his feet, and turning around. Each movement was very orderly, as if he was bound by a rope, with the aristocratic style that had been ingrained in his bones for many years.

His expression was always calm, as if he was a god high above, guiding all the gods in the world.

His eyes were very beautiful, like gems, like stars, as if they were filling the entire galaxy sky, unfathomable yet bright and dazzling.

Every movement and expression of his has a kind of imprisoned beauty. It seems that all the power is imprisoned in one movement, ready to burst out at any time, just waiting for the moment, the opportunity to burst out.

The man in blue seemed very dissatisfied with being led by Qin Shuhuai. He began to approach him, and his movements became faster, as if it was a fight, a provocation, and a harassment.

Qin Peng couldn't help but beat his drums faster, while the sense of repression in Qin Shuhuai's movements became more and more intense.

Qin Peng felt something pressing on her chest. She watched Qin Shuhuai's movements, and watched the man in green's movements becoming faster and faster. At a certain moment, Qin Peng could no longer bear it and suddenly burst out!

Twelve consecutive drum beats rang out, and Qin Shuhuai also burst out at this moment!

With his wide sleeves spread out and spinning, he approached the man in green, then did three side spins, bent his waist, and swung his sleeves.

Countless difficult moves were completed in an instant, causing continuous cheers from the people around. Qin Peng's drum beats became more and more rapid, and Qin Shuhuai pressed forward towards the man in blue!

It seemed as if the two were not dancing at all, but rather engaging in a duel and confrontation, with blue and white colors intertwined and swirling, becoming more and more wild and unrestrained amid the rapid drumbeats.

Qin Shuhuai's hairband loosened and sweat dripped from his forehead, shining brightly in the firelight.

He forced the man in blue to retreat to the side, and his vigorous movements exuded a masculine and wild aura that made it difficult for people to look away.

However, his expression was always calm and composed, like a gentleman, elegant and calm.

This person perfectly combines movement and stillness in himself, showing a sense of harmony amidst extreme contradictions.

Qin Peng stared at him, unable to take her eyes away. She felt her heart beating like a drum, as if it was the first time she saw Qin Shuhuai getting married, the first time Qin Shuhuai held her hand, the first time she kissed him, the first time he hugged her, the first time she felt this man shining, making her indulge in him and unable to extricate herself.

As a teenager, she was moved by his feelings without realizing it, and only before her death did she suddenly realize that she had loved him so much all her life.

Don't you like it?

No matter how much she deceived him, no matter how much she distrusted him, it was true that she was willing to give up Feng Zheng and marry him for him, and it was true that she was willing to accompany Zhao Yu back to the south before he was about to become emperor, knowing that Qi was full of dangers.

No matter how much she ignored it or how much she tried to argue, she couldn't avoid it. In every choice, whether it was life, wealth, or even Zhao Yu, she chose this person.

That is why we feel resentment and resentment after death.

She could easily forgive Liu Shuyan, but she didn't forgive Qin Shuhuai until she had no love or hate for him in her heart.

Qin Peng closed her eyes, feeling her heart beating like a drum. Then she struck hard, and there was a loud bang. Qin Shuhuai spun around, and his wide sleeves were like knives with sharp wind blades, rushing towards the man in green. The man staggered and fell backwards, and Qin Shuhuai lifted his mask with the corner of his clothes.

The drumbeats stopped abruptly. Qin Shuhuai stopped and saw Zhao Yu lying on the ground.

He was also wearing the Yan Gui mask, with a handsome and gentle face.

He half-crawled on the ground, panting slightly. Qin Shuhuai looked at him quietly and said hoarsely: "Stay away from her."

After saying this, Qin Shuhuai turned around and walked towards Qin Peng.

Qin Peng was still immersed in his previous emotions, unable to extricate himself. He looked down at the drum and breathed slightly.

Qin Shuhuai's clothes were disheveled and his hair was messy because of the action, and he looked a little wild. He walked up to Qin Peng and pulled Qin Peng away.

Qin Peng was dragged by him and stumbled, panting softly, without saying a word.

She felt something was being suppressed, just like the moment before Qin Shuhuai's dance. She dared not speak, and her heart beat fast. Qin Shuhuai pulled her closer to the forest and pressed her directly against the tree.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were spread out to his chest, beads of sweat dripped from his eyelashes, and he pressed against her, panting, and looked down at her.

Qin Peng didn't dare to look at her. Qin Shuhuai was too aggressive at the moment, which made her a little scared, but she also had a vague expectation, which made her mouth dry and her heart beat fast.

Qin Shuhuai pinched her chin and made her look at him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you still thinking about Zhao Yu?"

"think."

Qin Peng spoke decisively.

They were her relatives, her only relatives, and she had to think about them.

It turned out that she always thought that she was a new person, Zhao Yu didn't need her, and she didn't need to go back.

However, the longer time passed and the more she missed him, the more she realized that Zhao Yu was the knot she could not undo. Even if Zhao Yu did not recognize her, she should go back to Beiyan to see him.

Qin Shuhuai listened to her words, his eyes darkened, and he used more force to pinch her chin, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you still want to go back to Beiyan?"

"think."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shuhuai kissed her fiercely. Qin Peng struggled slightly, but he simply grabbed her hand, pushed it to the top of her head and pressed it down. He pressed his whole body on her and pushed his tongue directly into her.

He kissed her wildly, biting and licking, like some kind of wild beast, breathing rapidly.

Qin Peng let out a low growl, which made Qin Shuhuai move even more fiercely.

"Look at me."

He said hoarsely, "Answer me."

Qin Peng said nothing. He struggled to push him away and said with difficulty: "Let...let go..."

Her action angered him, and Qin Shuhuai could no longer suppress his anger, and suddenly roared: "Look at me!"

Qin Peng was slightly stunned. Qin Shuhuai pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him.

There was still moisture on her lips, sparkling in the moonlight, and there was moisture in her eyes, which was completely different from her usual cheerful look. She was like a blooming delicate flower, soft and beautiful, unable to withstand the beating of wind and rain, let alone anyone's picking her up.

He stared at her, this person was the one he was guarding.

He kept her for seventeen years.

He is twenty-six years old now. So far, he has spent most of his life on this person. When she was alive, he protected her from the cold palace, he accompanied her on dangerous roads, he endured, he gave in, he accompanied, he protected.

After her death, he turned himself into a sharp blade and cut through all the thorns and brambles for her.

He couldn't lose her.

He wanted her to look at him, to focus on him, to regard him as the most important person in her life, just like he did.

He knew that this was a luxury. Qin Peng was not Qin Shuhuai. Qin Shuhuai only had her in his life, but she had family and friends.

But once he embarked on this path, there was no turning back. He had no other choice.

He looked down at her, pressed her down, and said in a hoarse voice: "You have lived your life again."

"Zhao Peng is dead, do you understand?"

Qin Peng's eyelids trembled slightly, hiding her emotions. Qin Shuhuai felt sad. He spoke slowly: "Zhao Yu is living well, you don't have to worry about him. If you really miss him, I will take you to Beiyan and take a look at him secretly."

"Peng Peng," he said with a smile on his face, his expression was cold and without any expectation: "In this life, you can only be my Qin Peng."

"Zhao Yu has nothing to do with you, and Beiyan has nothing to do with you. You can only be the Princess of Qi, or the wife of my Qin Shuhuai."

"It's not that I have no bottom line to indulge you, Qin Peng." Qin Shuhuai raised his hand to touch her lips and said hoarsely: "Don't test my bottom line, okay?"

【Small Theater·Date】

Qin Shuhuai: "Today I took my girlfriend to see a movie, but she just focused on the movie and ignored me."

Zhao Yi: "The main reason is that you just held something and didn't buy popcorn. You should buy a popcorn bucket, and then you two can hold the popcorn together, and then you can hold it easily!"

Qin Shuhuai: "Awesome!"

then……

Qin Shuhuai: "Pengpeng, do you want to eat jujube flower cake?"

Qin Shuhuai: "I took my girlfriend to a bar to dance. What should I do if she gets too excited?"

Disco Prince Zhao Yu: "Let's have fun together!"