Chapter Eight
Just as the lotus flowers were beginning to bud, a rare 'guest' arrived at our residence.
This guest was rare not only because he was Fei Yu and Xing Liu's first out-of-town guest, but also because of his identity and the way he appeared—by climbing over the wall.
If Fei Yu knew the other people in Pan Ying Lou, he would surely be amazed by their habit of not using the main entrance and preferring to climb over walls. And this guest was also one of those wall-climbing enthusiasts.
Upon entering the house, the man, as if divinely inspired, accurately located Fei Yu and Xing Liu's room. He waited outside the door all night until Fei Yu left the room before entering to find Xing Liu, who was still in bed.
Having heard about the above actions, those who recognize the five beauties of Panying Tower should already know who the visitor is.
Xingliu is easily categorized as a villain by those who understand him, and few people are close to him.
Fei Yu is one, Fei Sheng barely qualifies, and there's another guy named Mo Yan who considers Xing Liu his benefactor.
Xingliu once said that no normal person can sleep for more than ten hours a day. He doesn't get up because he's lazy, as his motto is "If you can sit, don't stand; if you can lie down, don't sit." Since there's still time, I'll lie down!
In fact, he had been suffering from insomnia for a long time, but few people noticed.
So as soon as the person entered the room, Xingliu immediately realized who it was.
Firstly, because he was very familiar with that person, and secondly, because his clothes had the unique fragrance of the Yanwu royal family.
"What's wrong? Something on your mind?" Xingliu asked softly.
Without a greeting, Xingliu offered his concern with a gentle smile, as if they had never parted.
Mo Yan, who recently became the first male empress of the Yanwu Kingdom, sat on the edge of the bed without saying a word, and as if they had never met, naturally began to make the bed for Xing Liu.
Mo Yan moved the pillows and pulled up the quilt, helped Xing Liu sit up, and made him more comfortable by leaning against the two pillows. She then poured him a cup of slightly hot tea to help him wake up.
'The journey from Yanwu Capital to Qingbai Mountain in Xiayu Kingdom is quite long. Why would you come if you had nothing on your mind?'
Xingliu took the tea but didn't drink it immediately, only holding it to warm his hands. His words, however, struck a chord with Moyan.
Mo Yan remained silent; some things cannot be explained in just a few words.
"Did Qin Lei upset you?" Xing Liu reached out and rubbed Mo Yan's head.
Xingliu had no idea that this action stemmed from Feiyu; in some ways, he and Feiyu were beginning to feel like family.
Mo Yan turned her head away without saying a word, and judging from her expression, Xing Liu had guessed correctly.
However, it would be strange if Xingliu couldn't guess, because Moyan is an honest man, and his world is not big.
In his childhood, his world consisted only of his father; later it became Xingliu; and now it is naturally Qinlei.
It's only natural that, besides Qin Lei, who else could upset him so much that he ran away from Yanwu Kingdom to Qingbai Mountain to find Xing Liu?
"Want me to teach him a lesson?" Xingliu asked with a smile.
He laughed for two reasons: first, he knew that Mo Yan would never want Qin Lei to suffer; second, he was skilled at playing pranks and had a perfect target.
He would smile whether Mo Yan nodded or shook his head, so let him smile first!
As Xingliu had predicted, Moyan shook her head. 'I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore.'
Xingliu was shocked because Moyan's tone was calm and his eyes were expressionless. He didn't expect Moyan and Qinlei to have gotten to this point.
"So, where do you want to go, or do you want to stay here?" Xingliu asked earnestly.
Xingliu didn't ask too many questions, but used his shrewdness to help Moyan with the resettlement issue.
'It's been a long time since I've been back to Panying Tower. I wonder how Yubing and Zhanyou are doing?' Recalling the old days, Mo Yan smiled faintly.
"In my opinion..." Xingliu said seriously.
"Hmm." Mo Yan listened attentively.
"They probably won't die," Xingliu said seriously.
Mo Yan smiled; he and Xing Liu really did get along well.
Seeing Mo Yan laugh, Xing Liu also laughed out loud; the power of a bad joke was really quite impressive.
Finally, when the laughter subsided, Xingliu had a chance to ask what he had been thinking, 'Do you really understand that painting?'
"It's very simple!" Mo Yan replied quickly.
He himself didn't realize that since he started spending time with Qin Lei, he had been using slightly more words in his speech.
"The lotus blossoms in summer refer to Xia Yu Kingdom; the mandarin ducks nestled together symbolize you and Fei Yu; the mountains and white clouds in the background obviously refer to Qingbai Mountain."
Mo Yan pointed out each of the clues left by Xing Liu.
Xingliu nodded, surprised that Moyan could actually understand the painting. He had thought that the clues he had hastily left behind were too poor, and that Moyan would never be able to find the two of them.
'Besides, you brought me here before, and I haven't forgotten.'
Xingliu nodded, quite impressed with Moyan's memory. Thinking back to what had happened between him and Feiyu on their journey, it was no wonder he admired Moyan.
'There's something I'm not sure if I can ask...' Xingliu feigned hesitation.
Everyone knows that when someone says they don't know whether they should ask or can ask, they definitely want to ask, will definitely ask. Since Mo Yan understands this, he naturally won't stop Xing Liu from asking.
He nodded slightly, awaiting Xingliu's question.
"What happened between you and Qin Lei?" Xing Liu asked worriedly.
Although his worried look was feigned, you can't blame him for faking it often. Should he ask questions with the face of a curious child?
Mo Yan pursed her lips, as if she didn't know how to answer, or perhaps she didn't want to respond.
"I heard that court officials were pressuring him to select concubines, but didn't he forcefully refuse? What exactly are you angry about?" Xingliu looked at Moyan, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Although there's a saying that 'curiosity killed the cat,' it's the cat that gets killed, not him. He's a human, so his curiosity is irrelevant.
"We're not compatible in life," Mo Yan mumbled vaguely.
As he spoke, a blush crept onto Mo Yan's face, as if he had said something extremely shameful.
Xingliu was completely confused. He couldn't understand what Moyan was talking about regarding life.
"Can't it be coordinated?" Xingliu asked casually.
Xingliu didn't understand why Moyan was so angry that she left Qinlei, saying that she didn't want to have anything to do with Qinlei. It must be that Qinlei offended Moyan, but Moyan said that they were incompatible. No wonder Xingliu couldn't understand!
'I've talked to him about it several times, but he hasn't improved.' Mo Yan's face turned even redder.
'Can't both of you compromise?'
Since he couldn't understand what was going on, Xingliu could only offer his advice.
"He has no intention of changing at all," Mo Yan said through gritted teeth.
It turns out that Mo Yan's talkativeness was caused by Qin Lei's provocation. For Qin Lei to anger the notoriously taciturn Mo Yan to this extent, he must be quite formidable.
'If you love him, just bear with it!'
Xingliu's brows furrowed more and more as he listened. He couldn't figure out how Qin Lei could have angered the honest and patient Mo Yan to this extent, to the point that even the long journey from Yanwu Kingdom to Xiayu Kingdom couldn't quell his anger.
"How can I stand it? Doing it so many times in one night, who can stand it? Doing it every day, every single day!" Mo Yan suddenly roared.
With that roar, Xingliu understood completely.
But this kind of thing... it's not right for him to remain silent and endure it, but it's also strange to break up over a romantic relationship.
'But it's also troublesome not to do anything at all,' Xingliu sighed.
He and Fei Yu are perfect in every way, except for this one problem.
Fei Yu never took the initiative, and he could never take the initiative. No matter how easygoing he was, no matter how thick-skinned or thick-skinned he was, how could he possibly ask Fei Yu for it himself?
'Yes, they're all very troublesome.' That was Moyan's conclusion.
Xingliu let out a long sigh.
"Are you going back to Zhaoyang Kingdom?" Xingliu asked again, as if to confirm.
Mo Yan's anger subsided somewhat, and he spoke less, only nodding in response.
'I'll go with you! I still have some silver notes there.'
Xingliu spoke the first half of the sentence with a high-spirited tone, thinking of Zhanyou, Yubing, and others, feeling both nostalgic and amused; in the second half, Xingliu thought of Feiyu, who had never held him, and his voice became low and somewhat mournful.
The two people, each with their own thoughts, were completely unaware that someone was standing outside the door. Fei Yu, who had come to call Xing Liu for breakfast, stood outside the door and overheard something she didn't know whether she should hear or not.
Because he was standing far away, he only heard Xingliu say that he was going back to Zhaoyang Kingdom, but he didn't hear the rest of the sentence. He thought that Xingliu was going to leave him and never come back.
Not doing anything at all is also troublesome... Okay, he understands.
Mo Yan's weakness is alcohol. Fei Yu had heard Xing Liu mention this before, so dealing with Mo Yan shouldn't be difficult.
Fei Yu had been doing this since she was a child, so she was naturally very good at it.
The last remaining spark of life that needed to be dealt with was quickly brought to the bedside by Fei Yu… 'No!'
Xingliu struggled on the pomegranate-colored bed with her slender limbs.
His black hair was already disheveled, half falling on his fair back and half covering the bright red bed.
The striking contrast of black, white, and bright red creates a romantic and enchanting atmosphere in the luxurious bedroom.
Fei Yu pressed down on his back, her hands tightly gripping his waist, ready to plunder... Xing Liu's forehead and back were covered with fine beads of sweat; he had been tormented like this for who knows how long.
His penis was throbbing painfully, but Fei Yu's hand never touched it, nor would she let him go.
Only wave after wave of pleasure accumulated within him, causing his body and soul to tremble.
Every time Xingliu couldn't suppress his pleasure and tried to take matters into his own hands, Feiyu would always stop him with just the right moment.
Xingliu could only wait helplessly, as he was simply outmatched in strength.
How long will this sweet torment last?
Dazed and panting, Xingliu felt like she was going crazy.
'No…' He couldn't take it anymore. He stretched out his hands and tried to climb forward, attempting to escape Fei Yu's invasion from behind.
'No what?' But Fei Yu still wouldn't let go of him.
He released his grip on Xingliu's waist and set his sights on Xingliu's snow-white hill.
Fei Yu gently pried open the snow-white mounds of the person beneath him with both hands, and lowered his head... 'I know, you mean I didn't do enough, right?' he teased.
Xingliu frowned. Which bastard taught Feiyu to be so bad? He wasn't so wicked before. The Feiyu he loved was so gentle, so gentle that he felt like he was melting into a pool of spring water.
Xingliu seems to have forgotten that his behavior towards Feiyu wasn't much better than this before.
More accurately, Fei Yu learned most of her flirting techniques from Xing Liu.
So if Xingliu feels dissatisfied, it's definitely not Feiyu's problem; he needs to examine himself.
However, despite the somewhat unpleasant rain, Xingliu still loves it very much and has no complaints other than feigned complaints.
'How about this?' Fei Yu teased his desire.
Xingliu shook his head violently; the excessive stimulation made it difficult for him to even breathe, let alone make a sound.
But Fei Yu insisted on hearing his sweet moans.
Therefore, Fei Yu explored with even more ill intent... 'Uh!' Feng Xingliu let out a gasp.
Fei Yu smiled broadly, "Is it comfortable?" This was the question Xing Liu liked to ask him most last time, so he must have loved this feeling. So he happily did the same thing.
Xingliu pursed her lips and remained silent.
However, Fei Yu was no ordinary opponent, and he attacked even more fiercely.
"Ah!" Finally, the pleasure overcame Xingliu's reason, turning into a soft moan that escaped from between her teeth.
Fei Yu went a step further, relentlessly teasing him.
'Enough, enough...' Xingliu's body trembled slightly.
"No! You'll get hurt if you don't relax properly." Fei Yu replied unexpectedly.
It wasn't that Fei Yu was malicious and deliberately wanted to mess with Xing Liu, but rather that he had been embraced by Xing Liu before and deeply understood the importance of preparation beforehand. Since he loved Xing Liu so much, he naturally didn't want Xing Liu to get hurt.
"No way!" Xingliu sobbed.
"I think so," he said more seriously.
Looking at Xingliu, Feiyu felt her desire burn even brighter.
He couldn't wait to kiss Xingliu, making her appear even more beautiful under his teasing.
'So beautiful.' He praised Xingliu as he kissed her.
Xingliu twisted her body, her face flushed with an alluring blush.
Seeing such a beautiful sight for the first time in her life, Fei Yu was almost stunned.
The next instant, he suddenly felt Xingliu's hand climb up his waist. The force was so strong that it felt like it would break his waist, yet it was so hot that it made his blood boil.
Unable to hold back any longer, Fei Yu took off her clothes and, with a burst of excitement, entered Xing Liu.
"Ah!" Xingliu tilted his head back high, his ebony hair swaying in the air, creating a mesmerizing effect.
Fei Yu moved even more vigorously inside him.
'Mmm, uh... ah...' Xingliu's sweet moans were as sticky as molasses.
A couple, seemingly never getting enough of each other, entwined tightly together.
Body and soul seemed to become one at this moment, and a surge of heat rose from both Fei Yu and Xing Liu, flowing into each other's bodies through the point where they were connected.
The next moment, a dizzying pleasure exploded in their minds.
'Not rain.'
'Starfall.'
When they simultaneously murmured their lovers' names, an atmosphere of happiness was instantly created and enveloped them.
'I love you. '
'I love you. '
Lovers simultaneously sang out timeless words of love.
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