Chapter 74
Gu Fuzhou pondered the word "maybe not" over and over again. Lin Qingyu “may not” not miss him, and “may not” only like girls.
What on earth is this? Why didn't Lin Qingyu answer him directly? Could it be that Lin Qingyu treats him like this... I can’t say I love him, don’t lie, but I just like him a little bit?
He wanted to ask a few more questions, but the tipsy beauty had already closed her eyes, her fingertips still grasping the corner of his clothes.
Gu Fuzhou comforted himself: Don't worry, take it slow. It is also a kind of sincerity. It takes time for a straight man to become gay. He and Lin Qingyu hugged each other after knowing each other for two years. The progress was so fast that in another ten or eight years, they might be able to kiss each other on the forehead.
Oh shit.
There is no need for hangover soup. Gu Fuzhou took off his clothes and lay down next to Lin Qingyu. Sleeping in the same bed with Lin Qingyu again, his reaction showed no sign of subsiding. He didn't expect that a man in his thirties could still be so energetic after drinking. He was so energetic that he felt a little uncomfortable.
However, this body has not been released for too long, and it will not be good for its health if it continues to hold it in.
Gu Fuzhou looked at Lin Qingyu's sleeping face for a while, and his heart was burning with anger. Then he looked around the room: a towel for wiping and cleaning was placed on a shelf a few steps away from the bed; there was no hot water in the room, and if he really did something, he would have to ask the servants to fetch water to wash his hands. It's so cold outside, but his bed is so warm.
Gu Fuzhou hesitated, hesitated, and hesitated again, and finally chose to accept his fate and lie down.
Forget it, forget it, just go to sleep. You won’t think about it when you fall asleep. Maybe you can do something exciting in your dreams.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Qingyu got up half an hour later than usual. Drinking some wine occasionally helps with sleep. He slept very well last night and woke up feeling refreshed, except for being a little thirsty.
Lin Qingyu moved slightly, and his back hit a warm and solid chest. He was just slightly drunk last night and remembered everything he said and did very clearly. He was not even completely asleep when Gu Fuzhou went to bed.
Gu Fuzhou asked him if he still only liked women. Lu Wancheng also asked him this question once before he died.
The answers he gave twice were completely different. So, what does Gu Fuzhou think? He still remembered that on the second day after he married Lu Wancheng, Lu Wancheng kept saying that he was not into homosexuality, and later he even pestered him to become sworn brothers and treated him as a brother. If you want to end it, you should do it with two close friends. If one person breaks it off and the other person doesn't, it will only add to the trouble.
Lin Qingyu lay down for a while and then wanted to get up. He was lying on the inside of the bed, his way out completely blocked by Gu Fuzhou who was sleeping on the outside. If he wanted to get out of bed, he could only step over Gu Fuzhou.
Gu Fuzhou was sleeping soundly. Usually at times like this, even an earthquake wouldn't wake him up. Lin Qingyu felt that he didn't need to worry, but he still moved lightly. Unexpectedly, just when he had crossed halfway, Gu Fuzhou suddenly turned over, and he fell onto Gu Fuzhou's waist.
Although Lin Qingyu was thin, he was an adult man after all. The sudden pressure from him made Gu Fuzhou frown and forcefully open his eyes.
When meeting his gaze, Lin Qingyu felt helpless for the first time in his life. His current posture seems inappropriate.
Lin Qingyu had very long hair. When she sat on the man's waist, her long black hair fell on his shoulders and back, with two strands hanging on his chest. Gu Fuzhou looked for a moment, then closed his eyes again because he was too sleepy.
Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get out of bed when a pair of hands supported his waist on both sides.
Gu Fuzhou still had his eyes closed, and said in a low voice with a smile: "Want to run."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "I want to get up and drink some water."
Gu Fuzhou threatened him: "If you get up early on New Year's Day, you will be forced to get up early for the whole year."
Lin Qingyu laughed: "Getting up early is nothing to me - let go, I'm really thirsty."
Gu Fuzhou didn't let him get up. Instead, he hugged him and stuffed him back into the quilt. Lin Qingyu saw him mumbling something, so he leaned in to listen and found that he was counting down: "Five, four, three..."
When he counted to "one", Gu Fuzhou suddenly opened his eyes, threw back the quilt and got out of bed. He strode to the charcoal stove, quickly poured a cup of tea, brought it to the bed and handed it to Lin Qingyu. As soon as Lin Qingyu took the teacup, he climbed onto the bed: "It's so cold, I'm going to freeze to death."
The tea had been kept warm on the charcoal stove and was a little hot. Lin Qingyu sat on the bed, sipping the wine in small sips, and the thirst in his throat caused by drinking was soon relieved.
Gu Fuzhou wrapped himself in a quilt and watched the beauty drinking tea in the morning. Last night he wanted to solve it himself, but was dissuaded because it was too cold at night. The early morning was not much warmer than the night, but he was able to get up within ten seconds for Lin Qingyu and walk to the outer room to serve him tea and water.
Gu Fuzhou couldn't help but sigh: Damn, I really like him.
Lin Qingyu slowly finished a cup of tea. Gu Fuzhou took the empty cup and put it casually beside the bed. "I'm not thirsty now, can you stay in bed with me?"
Lin Qingyu said, "It's a day off today, no one will stop you from staying in bed. Why do you want to drag me along with you?"
Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "It's boring to be alone, but two people can still talk."
"What do you want to say?"
Gu Fuzhou thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we play a game of idiom chain?"
Lin Qingyu glanced at him and said, "Are you sure you want to play this game that Qinghe stopped playing when he was five?"
"Doctor Lin, do you think my game is childish? Fine, then let me tell you how to become a qualified jungle king."
Lin Qingyu asked curiously: "Why do you want to become a qualified wild cuckold?"
…
The two of them huddled in bed, chatting about meaningless things, but in the blink of an eye, the sun was already high in the sky. Unless he was sick, Lin Qingyu had never gotten up so late. Birds of a feather flock together. If you stay with a lazy person for too long, even he can't help but be lazy occasionally.
But I have to say, it feels really good to stay in bed with Gu Fuzhou in the middle of winter.
Gu Fuzhou had no parents, and no guests came to his house on New Year's Day, so no one would say anything no matter how late they got up. After washing up, the two had lunch together. The servants who stayed in the mansion to celebrate the New Year came one after another to pay their respects to their master, saying auspicious words. Lin Qingyu asked Yuan Yin to take out the rewards prepared in advance and distribute them to the servants one by one. Among them, Huantong and Hualu undoubtedly received the highest rewards, which were several times higher than those of others.
Huan Tong received the reward and said joyfully, "Thank you, young master, and thank you, general. I wish the young master all the best and that all his wishes come true. I wish the general will get younger and younger as time goes by—A-choo."
Lin Qingyu asked, "But did you catch a cold?"
Huantong wiped her nose with her fingertips and complained, "It's been too cold these past two days. It felt like an ice cellar under the quilt when I slept."
Gu Fuzhou said lazily, "No way, no way, there won't be anyone without a wife to warm the bed in the middle of winter, right?"
Huan Tong: “…”
Lin Qingyu signaled Gu Fuzhou to shut up with his eyes. He called Yuan Yin over and said, "Make arrangements. From now on, the charcoal quota for each house will be doubled during the winter."
After everyone left, Gu Fuzhou took out a heavy purse and said, "Happy New Year, Qingyu. This is your lucky money."
Lin Qingyu was puzzled: "You are younger than me, why are you giving me New Year's money?"
Gu Fuzhou said: "In terms of physical age, I am twelve years older than you. And in my hometown, husbands are supposed to prepare New Year's money for their wives."
Lin Qingyu smiled: "Thank you."
Gu Fuzhou also smiled: "I have already wished you a happy new year, do you want to express your gratitude as well?"
"Okay." Lin Qingyu flicked her sleeves, put her hands in front of her, shielded her eyes, and bowed slightly to Gu Fuzhou: "I wish you a thousand years, and I wish I stay healthy."
Lin Qingyu has a dignified and elegant demeanor, which is exactly the style that only a scholar would have. In comparison, Gu Fuzhou immediately felt that his previous New Year greetings were just a child's play.
He knew that this poem was about a couple toasting and expressing their wishes at a banquet in spring - Lin Qingyu was wishing a happy new year to her husband.
Gu Fuzhou imitated Lin Qingyu's movements and leaned forward to return the greeting: "My three wishes are like the swallows on the beam, and we can see each other year after year."
The news that Xiao Jie was crowned king on New Year's Eve only reached the General's Mansion in the afternoon. Hearing that Xiao Jie was the Prince of Ning, Gu Fuzhou said in all seriousness, "Prince of Ning? Prince of Ning is great. Throughout history, Princes of Ning have always wanted to rebel."
"You're wrong." Lin Qingyu corrected him, "We're not going to rebel, we're going to plot a rebellion."
There is a difference between rebellion and treason. The former focuses on military power, while the latter focuses on strategy. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Lin Qingyu did not want to use military force, nor did he want to seize the Xiao family's world. What he wanted was a series of palace coups. The world may eventually be ruled by the surname Xiao, but it will not be Xiao Rong.
Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "The only person who can say the word 'rebellion' so lightly is you, Madam."
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou stayed in the Lin Mansion for a day. On the third day of the first lunar month, Lin Qingyu was summoned back to the palace by the emperor to take his pulse.
When Lin Qingyu went to the emperor's bedroom, he happened to meet Xiao Jie who had just paid his respects to the emperor. Xiao Jie, dressed in a dark blue prince's dragon robe, came out of the emperor's bedroom with a sad face, looking like he had a lot on his mind.
Lin Qingyu stopped and saluted to Xiao Jie: "Student greets His Majesty."
When Xiao Jie saw it was him, he smiled, revealing his fine white teeth: "It's Doctor Lin. Are you here to check father's pulse?"
"Yes." Lin Qingyu said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. I heard that Your Majesty was so happy, and the general and I were thinking of picking an auspicious day to go to the mansion to congratulate Your Majesty."
"Oh, don't mention this." Xiao Jie waved his hand, "This King of Ning is too empty."
Lin Qingyu asked knowingly: "How do you say that?"
Xiao Jie lowered his voice and complained: "Father doesn't want me to be just an idle prince, he assigned me a mission!"
Lin Qingyu curled her lips slightly: "Isn't this a good thing?"
"What good is that! He asked me to go to the Ministry of Revenue and follow Nan'an Hou to raise the military pay for the northwest next year. But I don't know how to do it at all! In the past, my father always gave these things to my brother, the crown prince, and I don't know how he suddenly threw them to me."
"Your Highness, don't worry." Lin Qingyu comforted, "I think Butler Xi may be able to help you with your worries."
Xiao Jie sighed, "I hope so." Xiao Jie remembered something and said, "By the way, Doctor Lin, A Rong told me yesterday that Doctor Lin forgot to tell him the secret of the tea, and he was going to go to the General's Mansion to ask Doctor Lin for it."
Lin Qingyu smiled faintly: "Please tell him, Your Majesty, I'll wait for him to come."
The author has something to say:
① From "Changmingnu·Spring Banquet"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
