Chapter 10: Using a beautiful dream to express feelings, the moon is in a dilemma and the lonely cloud is at a loss.
When Luo Guyun returned to his room, Xiao Xiangyue was already asleep.
He'd drunk quite a bit today, and worried about suffocating him, he showered and changed clothes before tiptoeing to bed. Just as he was about to drift off to sleep, he heard Xiao Xiangyue's urgent call, "Brother Yun! Brother Yun!" He jolted awake, feeling something hard pressing against him. In the dim light, he could see Xiao Xiangyue with her eyes closed, her face flushed, her breathing rapid. Her erection rubbed against him through her underwear.
Luo Guyun was instantly petrified, his breathing stagnant. He froze, not daring to move. After rubbing against her for a while, he felt a warm, moist liquid seeping through his thin clothes. Xiao Xiangyue suddenly opened her eyes, staring at him intently, and said word by word, "Brother Yun, Yue'er likes you and loves you. Don't marry anyone else. Yue'er wants to be with you forever."
Luo Guyun was shocked at first, then ecstatic. What did Yue'er say? Like him? Admire him? Want to be with him forever? ... His heart seemed to jump out of his chest, feeling a little unreal, and the huge shock made him dizzy for a moment. A wave of ecstasy swept over him, almost drowning him. He almost shed tears and could only murmur: "Yue'er, Yue'er..." Xiao Xiangyue did not respond, still staring at him straight, without moving her eyes. Luo Guyun realized that something was wrong, shook his shoulders vigorously, and called out: "Yue'er, Yue'er!"
After calling out several times, Xiao Xiangyue whimpered, as if waking from a dream. He called out, dazed, "Brother Yun." He was stunned for a moment, then saw Luo Guyun holding his shoulder. He suddenly reacted, leaping off the bed and backing away in fear. His face flushed, then pale, like a frightened little animal. He huddled in the corner of the bed, his head buried between his knees, trembling all over. Luo Guyun tried to hold him over, but he refused to look up, curling up into a ball, his body shaking even more like a sieve, as if he wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Seeing him like this, Luo Guyun made up his mind and took his hand, covering his already hard penis: "Yue'er, touch it, touch it quickly! Brother likes you too, I adore you, brother has always liked you... Knowing that Yue'er likes me too... I'm so happy..." The moment he touched her, Xiao Xiangyue's body trembled violently, and she raised her head, looking at him with misty eyes. Luo Guyun took the opportunity to hold his lips, and without saying anything, kissed him. His hot lips rolled and sucked, greedily licking the taste he had longed for. The scent of Yue'er intoxicated him and drove him crazy. Luo Guyun's breathing became more and more rapid, and his blood-filled body seemed to be about to explode. One hand clasped the back of his head, not letting him retreat, not giving him a chance to hide again. With one hand, he pulled down his underwear, held their penises together, slowly stroked, rubbed, and trembled slightly with excitement. Xiao Xiangyue had completely collapsed in his arms, with her eyes slightly closed, her face flushed, her head tilted back slightly, revealing her smooth and delicate neck. Luo Guyun's hands did not stop, his lips kissing along the eyes, nose, ears, cheeks, neck, all the way, greedily demanding, not letting go of every corner, wishing he could eat the person in front of him into his stomach and rub him into his body. Xiao Xiangyue panted rapidly, her face flushed, her eyes blurred, and she shuddered suddenly, releasing a sticky liquid onto his hand. Luo Guyun roared, and streams of thick white liquid spurted out and splashed on his lower abdomen, staining his clothes and bed sheets. For a moment, only the two of them could be heard panting in the room. Luo Guyun hugged Xiao Xiangyue tightly and murmured, "Yue'er, brother is so happy, really so happy..."
Xiao Xiangyue's body was so limp that he had no strength left. He let Luo Guyun hold him while he changed the sheets and took off his underwear, then drifted off to a deep sleep. Luo Guyun's heart was pounding, but he couldn't sleep at all. The realization of years of anticipation made him feel like he was dreaming, and the sudden surge of happiness made him excited and unable to sleep. He caressed Xiao Xiangyue's handsome face over and over again, staring at his sleeping face without blinking, unwilling to close his eyes. It seemed as if if he closed his eyes, the sweetness of last night would disappear.
It was dawn. As if to confirm once again whether all this was true, Luo Guyun leaned over and kissed his lips again. First, he pecked lightly, carefully tracing the lip line with the tip of his tongue. Xiao Xiangyue was half asleep and half awake, with her mouth slightly opened. Luo Guyun took the opportunity to explore, greedily plundering, sucking wantonly, trembling and savoring the most wonderful taste in the world. Xiao Xiangyue felt breathless and let out a low moan. The moan stimulated him even more, and he felt that the blood in his body was flowing backwards, and a surge of heat surged in his lower abdomen. Pulling up his hand, he held his already hard and swollen penis. After a lot of entanglement and lingering friction, both of them released in each other's hands.
It was already daybreak. Luo Guyun, who hadn't slept all night, was refreshed and got dressed contentedly as he got out of bed. Xiao Xiangyue was still sleeping. He noticed some dark circles under his eyelids, and his ecstasy was mixed with a hint of regret. He secretly regretted his lack of self-control. Yue'er was a virgin, and she had already ejaculated three times last night. What if she had damaged her vitality? Xiao Xiangyue's skin was delicate and white, and the little dark circles looked particularly glaring. Luo Guyun felt very distressed and thought that while Yue'er was still sleeping, he would go to the city's medicine store and buy some nourishing herbs to nourish him.
Carrying several large bags of medicinal herbs, Luo Guyun galloped back. The sky was particularly blue today, and the water was particularly green. He half-closed his eyes on horseback, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Yue'er has grown up, and the grown-up Yue'er also likes him. This fact makes him overjoyed, as if falling into a dream. Xiao Xiangyue is simple and honest, and is good to everyone. In the past, in Alsophila Valley, Xiao Pingzhou, Doctor Sun, Sun Mu and Yue'er were all very close. Luo Guyun always thought that although Xiao Xiangyue relied on him and trusted him, she only regarded him as a brother and a relative, and never dared to think of him as a lover. But he didn't expect Yue'er to have the same thoughts as him. The person who is in my heart also likes me. God treats me well! He looked up to the sky and roared, with great joy and sorrow.
After returning to the farm, Luo Guyun threw several large bags of medicinal herbs to Chunmei and said happily: "Auntie Chun, stew some medicinal food for Yueer to nourish her body. Change the recipe a little. Stew chicken today, spare ribs tomorrow, and pigeons the day after tomorrow." Chunmei wondered why the young master was in such a good mood today.
Coming and going like the wind, he returned to the South Courtyard to find Xiao Xiangyue still sound asleep. Luo Guoyun would usually have him get up for breakfast, but today he couldn't bear to wake him. He smoothed the quilt and went to practice calligraphy in the outer study, listening for sounds from the bedroom. Even after Chunmei had brought the chicken soup, there was still no movement. Entering the bedroom, he saw that he had already woken up, reclining on the bed, lost in thought.
"Yue'er is awake? Why don't you call brother? Are you hungry? Get up quickly, wash up and eat something." Luo Guyun felt something strange in his heart, walked quickly to the bedside and said softly.
Xiao Xiangyue obediently got up, dressed, and washed, but remained silent and inactive. Seeing him like this, Luo Guyun became even more suspicious.
"Yue'er, have some chicken soup. I made it especially for you." He carefully skimmed off the oil from the chicken soup, filled a bowl, scooped up a small spoonful, and brought it to his mouth. Xiao Xiangyue lowered her eyelids and drank the soup silently.
Luo Guyun finally couldn't help it. Yue'er was such a person that if he didn't break down the words and explain them clearly, no one would know what was going on in his mind. He put the soup bowl on the table, pulled her over, hugged her in his arms, and began to attack her heart.
"Last night I heard Yue'er say that she loved me, and I... I was really happy. I also love Yue'er, and have always loved her, especially. Is Yue'er happy?" Luo Guyun hugged her and sat her on his lap, putting their foreheads against each other, and said emotionally.
"Yue'er is happy." Xiao Xiangyue answered honestly in a soft voice.
"Then why does brother feel that Yue'er is not happy at all?" Luo Guyun coaxed, "Why are you unhappy? Can you tell me?"
"I...I..." Xiao Xiangyue didn't know what to say.
"Yue'er promised brother before that she would tell me everything and would not hide anything. Are you going back on your word?" Luo Guyun pressed on.
"......Since Brother Yun likes Yue'er, why does he accept someone else's handkerchief and...is he with another girl?" Xiao Xiangyue's face flushed red as she finally spoke out.
"Brocade handkerchief? Young lady?" Luo Guyun was puzzled, then he suddenly realized, Yue'er...is she jealous? His Yue'er has grown up, knows jealousy, knows jealousy! His heart was filled with ecstasy again, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, thought for a while, and explained: "At noon on New Year's Eve, Miss Chen from Chenjiazhuang threw a brocade handkerchief to me, saying it was a birthday present for me. I wanted to call her, but she turned and ran away. I couldn't throw away the girl's things casually, so I put it in the cabinet, thinking of returning it to her the next day. Who knew that Yue'er has been feeling unwell since the first day of the new year, and I forgot about it in a hurry. On the birthday, I thought if I didn't return it, it would be bad after my birthday. So I asked Miss Chen to come out, return the brocade handkerchief to her, and tell her that I already have someone I like, and there is no room for others in my heart."
He said it in one breath, and stared at Xiao Xiangyue with a deliberately aggrieved look, as if he was waiting for his punishment.
"Really?" Xiao Xiangyue's eyes lit up, and she jumped off the ground and ran to the cabinet. She searched everywhere, but where was the handkerchief? ... The heavy stone that weighed on her heart was lifted, and she felt her breathing smoother and relaxed. However, her face turned redder, this time out of embarrassment. She ran back and snuggled in his arms, mumbling softly: "Yue'er... Yue'er has wronged Brother Yun..."
Luo Guyun was overjoyed, but he didn't show it on his face. He said seriously, "Isn't it? Yue'er is always so unwilling to open up to me and doesn't say anything. Brother is very sad too!" Xiao Xiangyue felt even more embarrassed, feeling that he was petty and overthinking, and had wronged Brother Yun. It was really wrong. Not knowing how to comfort him, he leaned forward and pecked him carefully on the lips, then quickly backed away. Blushing, he said, "Yue'er wrote a song as a birthday gift for Brother Yun. I originally wanted to play it for him on his birthday. Now Yue'er will play it for you, okay?" Xiao Xiangyue took the initiative to kiss him. Luo Guyun's heart was pounding. He couldn't help but feel confused and passionate. He hugged the person in his arms tightly and said in a hoarse voice, "Yue'er is Brother's best birthday gift..." His warm lips covered Xiao Xiangyue's slightly cool lips, sucking gently and licking softly, as if he was caressing a cherished and priceless treasure... Deeply affectionate and tender.
Luo Guyun remained dignified and cold, never smiling. Yet, the men protecting the village felt something was different about him. He often stared at something with a gentle gaze, lost in thought, his lips curled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes filled with warmth. He wondered if he was possessed by a demon. Yue'er was clearly right beside him, yet he thought of her constantly, whether eating, sleeping, walking, or doing anything else.
The young men in the courtyard were training enthusiastically. Luo Guoyun leaned against a wooden stake, his eyes fixed on the field, his mind racing to the time last night when Yue'er, believing him to be asleep, kept staring at him, finally unable to resist, secretly kissing him on the lips, only to be caught red-handed. He nearly burst out laughing. He recalled how, when he had just arrived in Alsophila Valley to recuperate, Yue'er would often tiptoe to his bedside, peering at him inquiringly. Once, he'd suddenly opened his eyes, startling Yue'er so much that she scurried away like a kitten... Yue'er was truly adorable! Luo Guoyun couldn't help but grin.
"Master, Master." Li Erhu, the leader of the village protection team, came over and called out several times before Luo Guyun came back to his senses. "What's going on?"
"A Jin is already sixteen years old. He has performed well in the last few competitions and is also very smart. Do you think we should let him lead the newly formed team to gain some experience?" Erhu reported.
"Ah Jin?" Luo Guoyun recalled the only time Yue'er came to the playground that year, to lobby for Cheng Jin. He also remembered Yue'er falling down and Cheng Jin coming to see him... His mind was full of Yue'er, Yue'er... No matter what happened, he could think of Yue'er...
The feeling of mutual affection was truly wonderful. The two of them, experiencing their first taste of love, lived in a sweet, almost saccharine state. It felt like they were in heaven, or in the clouds, floating and dizzy.
Xiao Xiangyue was a light sleeper and easily awakened. Since he was a child, Doctor Sun had been lighting the finest agarwood ointment in his room to calm his nerves, without fail, all day long. In addition, due to the long-term medication, he always had a faint, almost imperceptible special fragrance on his body. This smell made Luo Guyun intoxicated and obsessed, and he couldn't help but want to get closer. The surging desire often washed over his bloody body like a tide. In the past, he was afraid of scaring Yue'er, so he could only try his best to endure it. Many nights, with Xiao Xiangyue so close, he tossed and turned in bed, got up in the middle of the night to take a cold shower in the yard, forcing his burning body and heart to calm down, and it was really hard to endure. Now the two of them have communicated with each other. Xiao Xiangyue is innocent and straightforward. Since she likes him, she will do whatever he wants. Even if her face turns red with embarrassment, she will let him do whatever he wants, and sometimes she will clumsily respond actively. Luo Guyun felt sorry for Yue'er's young age and frail body, and he couldn't bear to let her go like that night. He always restrained himself, and was content with just kissing, hugging, and sleeping with her in his arms. He would only linger when he couldn't bear it anymore. Even so, he was so happy that he felt like flying.
Another month passed. One day, Luo Guoyun was in the kitchen experimenting with a new dish that Yue'er loved: shredded duck breast with ginger. Xiao Xiangyue, clutching a piccolo, her face rosy and her body light, ran up to him with joy, teasing, "Brother Yun, listen! What's Yue'er playing?" Shaking her head, she produced a series of eerie, ghostly sounds that rose and fell. Luo Guoyun teased, "Is it a dance of demons? Or a swarm of insects?" Raising his hands, he mimed flying movements... Xiao Xiangyue burst into laughter, clutching her stomach, and groaning. "Brother Yun, you're amazing! You can even tell that! My piece is called 'Firefly Sonata,' isn't it just a swarm of insects flitting around?" Luo Guoyun shook his head, expressing his disbelief that fireflies flew in this way. Xiao Xiangyue muttered, "That's it! Brother Yun, if you don't believe me, let's go to the fields together this summer to see..." The two of them laughed and joked. Little did they know that their dream of seeing fireflies together that summer would never come true.
Ban Bench ran in and shouted, "Master! Master! There's a stranger at the door, looking for you. His name is Yi...Yi Shui!"
With a clang, the bamboo flute fell to the ground.
Luo Guyun pulled Xiao Xiangyue up and ran towards the gate.
At the gate of the village, a young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six was leading a horse and carrying a bag. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a sharp face. It was Yi Shui.
"Brother!" Luo Guyun couldn't believe it, feeling mixed emotions of sadness and joy. He rushed forward and hugged the person in front of him tightly.
"Third brother!" Yi Shui was so excited that he hugged him tightly. Yi Shui was tall. When he was sixteen, Luo Guyun only reached his shoulders. Now he was as tall as him.
"Yue'er is this big now?" Seeing Xiao Xiangyue standing beside him, Yi Shui patted his head as usual. Xiao Xiangyue still called him "uncle" as she did when she was little. Luo Guyun took his hand and winked at him: "Yue'er should call me big brother." He couldn't help but blush.
Luo Guoyun had a lot to say, and he and Yi Shui talked all night long. Worried that Xiao Xiangyue might not be able to endure, he sent him back to his room to rest. Seeing that he looked a little melancholy, he thought that seeing Yi Shui reminded him of his father and aunt's tragic deaths. Feeling pity, he hugged him and comforted him, only leaving after he saw that he was asleep.
That year in Alsophila Valley, Yi Shui fought tooth and nail to stop the pursuers, and Yi Han escaped. Xiao Pingzhou and Aunt Song were both seriously injured. Aunt Song took advantage of the chaos to climb into the kitchen, lit the firewood, and sent a message, but she herself was burned to death. Seeing that their ambush plan had failed, the pursuers took the seriously injured Yi Shui back to Anyang City, tortured him, and demanded to know the whereabouts of Luo Guyun. After six months of detention, they found that they could not get any information out of him. So they released him and sent people to secretly monitor him. Yi Shui was cautious and stayed in the barracks every day, not revealing his whereabouts, and he did not dare to come to Lizhuang to look for Luo Guyun. After a year, the factional struggles in the army became more and more intense. Yang Laosi was unpopular, and was joined by Laowu and Laoliu in a rebellion, and the two sides fought fiercely. Yang Laosi was too busy to take care of himself and relaxed his surveillance of Yi Shui. Yi Shui then secretly won over Commander Luo's former confidants. Last year, Yang Lao Si was defeated and publicly beheaded by Commander Wu. Later, the Third, Fifth, and Sixth Commanders engaged in a fierce internal conflict, resulting in severe internal friction, heavy casualties, and widespread resentment among the soldiers. Now, hundreds of thousands of troops are acting independently, leaderless and unwilling to submit. Most soldiers miss Commander Luo's compassionate attitude and concern for the interests of all. Some of Commander Luo's former direct subordinates hope that Luo Guoyun will return to lead the team in regaining control. Seeing the opportunity, Yi Shui rushed to Lizhuang to retrieve Luo Guoyun and take him back to take charge and reorganize the troops.
Under the flickering candlelight, Luo Guyun's expression was gloomy. The news Yi Shui had brought had stirred a turbulent tide in his heart, his thoughts a bit confused for a moment, and he needed time to sort them out. He was relieved to hear that Yang Laosi was dead, but also a little disappointed. He had been planning this for a long time, intending to wait until Yue'er was older before taking revenge. He always felt a little regretful that he hadn't been able to kill his enemy. The military situation was in such disarray, the situation was worrying. Yi Shui's implication was that there was no time to lose, and he had to clean up the mess immediately. This caught him off guard.
"My second brother is still alive." Yi Shui continued under the flickering candlelight, "Yi Han had been imprisoned. He was only released after Yang Laosi's defeat. But his leg was broken, leaving him disabled and unable to move around, so he didn't come with us this time. Before he left, he told me to bring my third brother back with me."
"Second brother, second brother..." As soon as Luo Guyun closed his eyes, he would recall the night when he and Yue'er were galloping on horseback, and when he turned back, he saw Yi Han lying in a pool of blood. He was happy that Yi Han was alive, but he couldn't help but feel sad when he thought that such a martial arts fanatic had become disabled to save him.
It was already daybreak. Yi Shui had been traveling for days and had explained everything clearly. With a heavy weight lifted from his heart, he went to the guest room to rest.
When Luo Guyun returned to the South Courtyard, Xiao Xiangyue had already gotten up and was washing up.
"Yue'er, didn't you sleep well last night?" Seeing that there were some bloodshot eyes in Xiao Xiangyue's eyes, Luo Guyun held his face and said.
"Well, Yue'er can't sleep." Xiao Xiangyue answered honestly. Her clear and innocent eyes looked at him and she asked, "Is Brother Yun leaving?"
Luo Guyun was shocked. Yue'er was sensitive and insightful, and had already guessed Yi Shui's purpose. Not wanting to provoke a grudge against her, yet unable to hide anything from her, he carefully chose his words and replied, "Brother wants me to join him in the army. But how can you bear to leave me? Don't worry, Yue'er. I won't leave."
"But Yue'er thinks Brother Yun should go." Xiao Xiangyue put her arms around his waist, her face pressed against his chest, her voice low but clear.
Luo Guyun was shocked again. He stroked the head buried in his chest and said softly, "Let's wait until Yue'er is older. When she's older, I'll take her with me."
Luo Guyun had originally planned to wait until Xiao Xiangyue turned sixteen, reaching adulthood, before leaving to seek revenge. If he was still alive after his revenge, he would return to find Yue'er. Now, Yi Shui was saying they should leave immediately. He felt a sense of uncertainty. Yue'er wasn't even fourteen yet, and her body was frail. Even if her enemy was dead and the danger was over, the military camp was in chaos, and the future was uncertain, so it wouldn't be appropriate to take her along. He couldn't bear to leave Yue'er behind, and he was caught in a dilemma.
That night, Luo Guyun led everyone in Lizhuang to welcome Yishui. After the feast, the two returned to the South Courtyard. Xiao Xiangyue sat upright on the couch, called him, and said seriously: "Brother Yun, Yue'er has something to tell you." Seeing Luo Guyun looking at him, she pursed her lips and continued: "I asked Brother Yishui, the army needs you now. Brother Yihan has become disabled to save us, and is also waiting for you. Brother Yun is full of strategies, and the army is the place to display his talents. If you hesitate for Yue'er, there is no need. Yue'er is in the manor, and she is taken care of by Aunt Chun and Uncle Shi, so Brother Yun can rest assured. Yue'er wants to be with Brother Yun, but she knows that she can't help if she goes, and it will only distract Brother Yun. Yue'er will take good care of herself and wait for Brother Yun in the manor. If you are really worried, you can go and settle it first, and then come back to pick Yue'er up."
Xiao Xiangyue rarely spoke so much at once, and she spoke with precise, clear sentences. Afterward, she realized she was being too serious, blushing slightly as she looked at him nervously. Luo Guyun was surprised and delighted. His Yue'er had grown up. Her words were so measured and measured, evidently the product of careful consideration. Looking at Yue'er, now a little grown-up, he was overwhelmed with emotion. He held her tightly in his arms, speechless for a long moment.
Having decided to leave, Luo Guyun became busy over the past two days. He had several carts of chestnut wood brought in, and smoked a batch of charcoal with mugwort for storage. He also taught Bandengdie how to smoke charcoal, and told him to make more if it was not enough. He also found a carpenter and made a flushable toilet in the room. Xiao Xiangyue was afraid of the dark and did not like to have a toilet in the room. Occasionally, when he wanted to pee and hummed, Luo Guyun would wrap him up with the quilt, carry him to the right place, and then lift the lid a little. Sometimes Xiao Xiangyue was half asleep and half awake, and Luo Guyun had to help him hold the little bird, and then carry him back after he finished peeing. One night, maybe because he drank too much water, he got up twice to go to the bathroom. The next day, Luo Guyun stewed mutton with Scutellaria baicalensis and Codonopsis pilosula to replenish his kidney energy. Xiao Xiangyue frowned at the mutton soup in front of him, feeling a little puzzled. Why did he have to eat this disgusting medicinal food again? Luo Guyun said that you woke up twice last night, maybe your kidney qi is weak, so he wants to replenish your body. Xiao Xiangyue cried out that it was unfair, saying that he didn't pee last night. Luo Guyun laughed dumbly, it turned out that this little thing didn't wake up at all! So when he was leaving, the first thing he thought of was to solve this problem. After studying with the carpenter for a long time, he finally made a mechanism that could flush water. It was connected to the outside of the house with a bamboo tube as thick as a bowl. After using it, he pressed the mechanism and the waste could be flushed out. When he finished, he felt like a genius.
In the afternoon, the young men from the village protection team gathered in the courtyard. Luo Guoyun brought Yi Shui to meet them.
Hearing that the young master was going to the army, the brothers all wanted to follow. Quality is more important than quantity, and besides, Zhuangzi also needs protection. Luo Guoyun decided to take only Li Erhu and a few other capable men with him. Cheng Jin was very envious and wanted to go with him. Luo Guoyun said to him: "You stay here, spend more time with Yue'er when you are free, take good care of her, and don't let Yue'er be bullied." Cheng Jin patted his chest: "Young master, don't worry! With me, A Jin, here, there is no one who can bully the young master within hundreds of miles!"
Yi Shui looked at these strong young men and said with a smile: "Third brother, you are indeed a natural born general! Your team is well-organized, the morale of the brothers is high, and the soldiers are strong and the generals are brave. I think they are even more powerful than the regular army!"
Xiao Xiangyue sat in the shade under the eaves, following Luo Guyun with her eyes, her expression full of pride.
It was springtime, and wildflowers covered the hills and fields. Ban Bench, holding a garland, ran up to him happily, holding it up to show off: "Yue'er, isn't it beautiful? I made it myself!" Xiao Xiangyue praised: "It's really beautiful!"
"Yue'er will look better with it!" said Ban Bench as he put the wreath on his head.
Luo Guyun, who was chatting and laughing with his brothers, heard Ban Bench's cry for help. He turned around and was shocked to see Xiao Xiangyue clutching her chest, her face in agony. Like a fish out of water, she gasped silently with her mouth wide open, her body slumped to the ground. Ban Bench tugged at his arm, anxiously shouting, "Young Master! Young Master!"
He rushed forward and supported the man who was about to fall. Seeing the fallen wreath on the ground, he shouted, "Yue'er can't come into contact with pollen, don't you know?"
The bench sobbed, "I... I was so happy that I forgot..."
"Hurry up and ask your mother to boil some water." Luo Guyun ordered sternly.
Xiao Xiangyue's face, which had been flushed just now, had turned pale from lack of oxygen. Luo Guyun was in pain and anxious. He laid him flat on the chair, and regardless of the public watching, he knelt on his knees, leaned over and covered his lips, breathing deeply. After repeating this several times, Xiao Xiangyue finally recovered and said weakly, "Yue'er is fine, don't blame the bench..."
Yi Shui frowned and asked, "Is Yue'er still as weak as when she was little?"
Seeing Xiao Xiangyue calm down a bit, Luo Guyun breathed a sigh of relief: "Yue'er is much better now. It's just that the pneumonia she had as a child left a root cause. When she breathes in dust, her chest becomes stuffy and her breathing becomes uneven. Plus, she's allergic to pollen, which is why she's like this."
Chunmei boiled some hot water, and Luo Guyun carried Xiao Xiangyue back to the South Courtyard. They bathed and changed clothes, scrubbing his entire body, even down to the cracks between his fingernails, before laying the still-weakened man down on the bed. Seeing the red rash on his snow-white arms, he felt a pang of distress. He took out the ointment he always kept and applied it carefully.
After all this hassle, Luo Guyun began to worry again. Yue'er had already gotten into trouble right under his nose. If he wasn't there, who knew what would happen... Seeing him fall asleep, he picked up a pen and paper and thought about it. He wrote down Xiao Xiangyue's daily food taboos, items she couldn't touch, things she needed to pay attention to, dishes she liked and disliked, special precautions for the different seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and common illnesses... He wrote down everything one by one, filling out more than ten pages. He thought he would have to make more copies, so that everyone who interacted with Yue'er would have a copy.
Next month would be Xiao Xiangyue's fourteenth birthday, and Luo Guyun hesitated again, wondering if he should wait until after the first day of April before leaving. The moment he mentioned it, he was met with firm opposition: "Brother Yun, the army needs you! Everyone's waiting! How can Yue'er feel at ease if you delay for just one person?" Finally, he threatened, unprecedented in his career: "If you continue like this, Yue'er will ignore you!" Seeing him getting irritated, Luo Guyun hurried to comfort him, also reassuring himself: "Don't worry, Yue'er... I'll listen to you. At most, in a year, no... at most, in a few months, I'll be back to pick you up."
Four or five days later, everything was arranged, and the village guards had re-elected their leader. Luo Guoyun was known for his chivalry and righteousness. Those who had received favors from him and had some friendships with him, upon hearing that he was leaving, held farewell banquets and farewell parties, a lively affair that lasted for several days. Even a moment of quiet time with Xiao Xiangyue was impossible.
The men in the village protection team were also deeply reluctant to part with him. Luo Guoyun was compassionate to his subordinates, maintaining a balance between leniency and strictness. The men not only received their monthly pay, but also received bonuses for completing missions, and even financial assistance for those struggling at home. Consequently, they were all deeply loyal to him. Some of the younger men, under the influence of alcohol, even cried uncontrollably as they hugged him, unable to bear the thought of parting.
Yi Shui watched coldly and said with relief: "Third brother leads the troops like his own sons. With such a broad mind and means, there is no need to worry about not accomplishing great things."
As he was leaving the next day, Luo Guyun went to the West Courtyard to say goodbye to his uncle.
Back in the room, Xiao Xiangyue sat on the edge of the bed, still resting. She hugged him lovingly, "Brother, you reek of alcohol. Take a shower before going to bed. Yue'er will sleep first. We'll leave at 1:00 AM tomorrow morning. It's going to be cold in the morning, so Yue'er won't have to get up to see you off. Just get some rest."
Luo Guyun showered and changed, then tiptoed onto the bed. Seeing Xiao Xiangyue already lying down with his eyes closed, he assumed he was asleep. He crept closer, leaning sideways, propping his head on his elbow, staring at his face without blinking, infatuated, as if he wanted to carve that face into his heart. Xiao Xiangyue sensed his breath, opened her eyes, and seeing the man so close, she whispered, "Brother Yun." She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled herself up, and her cool lips touched his burning lips.
Luo Guyun shuddered, his blood boiling. He pulled her close, thrusting out his tongue, prying open her lips, and sucking furiously, greedily capturing Yue'er's scent, exploring every corner with passion and intensity. Xiao Xiangyue responded with a slightly clumsy tongue, her saliva slickly caressing their intertwined tongues in a fiery, lingering passion. Luo Guyun felt as if his body were on fire. Xiao Xiangyue suddenly lifted herself, leaving his lips, and like a kitten, slid between her legs, enveloping his erect member in her mouth. Luo Guyun felt a sudden thud in his head, his body trembling violently, arching slightly, and he managed a struggling cry, "Yue'er!" Xiao Xiangyue remained silent, supporting her penis with one hand and lacing her fingers with his with the other, supporting herself. She buried her head between his hips, taking the massive member firmly in her mouth, lips and tongue licking, moving in and out, sucking and stroking, making enchanting noises. Feeling himself enveloped by Xiao Xiangyue's warm little mouth, Luo Guyun's blood seemed to flow backwards, waves of deadly pleasure washed over him, leaving him dizzy and unable to think. He clutched his hand tightly, the joints distinct and the veins exposed. A tingling shudder ran through him, and he felt like he was about to explode. At the moment of eruption, fearing that he would choke Yue'er, a shred of sanity supported him as he pushed the person away. The gushing white liquid still splashed a lot on Xiao Xiangyue's face, dripping down.
"Yue'er!" Luo Guoyun called out, almost choking with sobs. He held her face with both hands and kissed her repeatedly, with lingering tenderness and full of affection.
"Yue'er...how do you know all this? Where did you learn it from?" After calming down a little, Luo Guyun leaned over and asked softly in her ear.
"Yue'er... Yue'er saw it in A Jin's storybook." Xiao Xiangyue answered softly.
...Luo Guyun suddenly felt a little regretful for leaving Cheng Jin behind... He felt a warm, wet liquid on his neck, and the body in his arms trembled slightly. His heart trembled. Yue'er was crying silently!
Luo Guyun had been busy these past few days, while Xiao Xiangyue remained calm as usual, showing no signs of any particular emotion. He was afraid that Brother Yun would hesitate for him, so he buried his deep reluctance. When the moment of parting finally came, how could he hide it? She lay on him, tears streaming uncontrollably like beads from a broken string.
"Yue'er, Yue'er..." Luo Guyun felt so heartbroken that he felt like he was suffocating. He kissed Xiao Xiangyue's eyes desperately, trying to stop his tears, not realizing that he had already burst into tears.
That night, Luo Guoyun indulged himself, no longer restraining himself. He let Xiao Xiangyue scream and gasp in his arms, trembling and releasing herself in his hands, mouth, and body. He wanted to make her body and soul sink, intoxicated, unable to think further. He also wanted to drive himself crazy. Only in this way could they comfort each other, withstand the pain of separation, and endure this long night.
After the fierce struggle, Xiao Xiangyue was exhausted and collapsed in Luo Guyun's arms, falling into a deep sleep. Luo Guyun stroked his face, tracing and caressing it over and over again.
Dawn had arrived. Erhu knocked gently on the door: "Master, it's time to set off."
Luo Guyun leaned over and gave her a loving kiss, then turned and stepped into the vast morning light.
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