Feeling guilty, he moved his lips, sighed softly, and told Haitang about his past with Qi Ziming.
Haitang's lowered eyes flickered slightly. Sure enough, it was pretty much as he expected. How could someone who loved Yu Chen so much just let go? Today must have been a deliberate provocation to snatch Yu Chen away from her.
Haitang thought about it.
Her heart suddenly tightened, she pouted with grievance, tears still glistening in the corners of her eyes, and ran over to hug Yu Chen's arm, "Will you always love me?"
The man patted his head. "Of course."
The two finished their last bites, and Zuixianlou even gave them a pot of tea. They went out for a stroll, and Haitang wanted to see a play, so Yuchen took her. They sat in a private room on the second floor, so they didn't have to squeeze in.
Haitang discovered that the nobles in the capital really knew how to enjoy themselves. They couldn't eat or sleep well in the harsh frontier. His Majesty praised Yu Chen, but she was just a personal military doctor. His Majesty only rewarded her with some silver and did not give her an official position.
I feel a little uncomfortable.
Looking at the man opposite her, she thought that although the Great Zhou Dynasty was known for its open-mindedness, very few men married other men. Most of them were kept as concubines. If she didn't find a way to save her, she might live like that for the rest of her life.
Women can still bear children, and when they are over half their lives, they can rely on their children to gain a foothold in their husband's family. Male lovers, on the other hand, will usually be abandoned when they reach middle age and their youth is gone.
Those with power and influence can choose the young.
Haitang believed that Yu Chen loved her, and she also had to hold onto Yu Chen tightly.
He doesn't want to be a favored concubine; he wants to be the legitimate husband.
But Yu Chen's behavior today made him very uncomfortable.
If you don't like it and reject it, why do you still think about it?
Nan Yu entered the private room, where the meal would cost at least two hundred taels of silver. Deng Xin returned the money bag to Chen Qichuan, then curled up on the stool, tucking his hands into his sleeves and pretending to be dead.
Shen Qichuan told him to order his favorite dishes.
Nan Yu dared not.
Don't ask him to split the bill after only a couple of bites.
"You can order whatever you want, I'm fine with anything."
Shen Qichuan found his huddled-up appearance quite adorable. He ordered the food and asked everyone to leave, leaving only the two of them in the private room. Nan Yu stole a glance at him, only to be caught red-handed. Deng Xin quickly pulled his head back, sat on the stool with his back bent and his hands in his sleeves, looking like he was huddled up to keep warm in winter.
The man's lips curled slightly as he strode over.
The lamp wick felt as if there was darkness pressing down on its head.
Not wanting to look up, he turned in another direction.
It's just right for Chenxichuan to bend over.
Thin lips pressed against the boy's fair, jade-like earlobe. A scalding breath, like a feather brushing against him or a small flame licking him, seeped into his body, carrying an alluring temperature, and felt like an electric current coursing through his entire body. Nan Yu couldn't stop trembling.
Wanting to walk away and avoid the tingling sensation, the man seemed to have anticipated her move, embracing her and turning her around so that Nan Yu was sitting on his lap.
Dengxin frowned, and just as he turned his head toward Shen Qichuan, the man kissed him on the lips without any warning. Before he could react, his teeth were pried open, and his body was pulled into the other man's arms. He couldn't stand up, nor could he dodge away, so he could only lean back and turn his head to avoid his lips.
He said angrily, "Shen Xichuan! Are you sick in the head?!"
The man chuckled lightly after being scolded, licked his lips, and then seduced the lamp wick again. Shen Qichuan deliberately lowered his voice, gentle and magnetic, "So beautiful. Forget about Yu Chen, how about me?"
Nan Yu just likes things that look good.
Not to mention that the other party is using suggestive language to seduce you.
Who could resist that?
He swallowed hard, his mind a complete blank. He had no idea what the man was saying, his eyes glued to his mouth the whole time. It was beautiful, and he wanted to kiss it.
Shen Qichuan smiled.
She lowered her head and kissed him; this time, the young master did not resist.
Instead, she opened her mouth and sucked her lips repeatedly...
A gentle, slow kiss that would be captivating even to a third person watching.
The air was thick with ambiguity. A large hand slipped inside the young master's clothes, then pulled out, found his belt, untied it, and began to caress his thigh. The shopkeeper knocked on the door, and he opened it.
The dishes were ready, and the waiters began serving them one after another.
I never expected them to pull this stunt inside.
The shopkeeper's heart skipped a beat, and Nan Yu also came to his senses. Startled, he tumbled off Chen Qichuan's lap and fell, hitting his nose on the ground. The pain made his eyes sting, and he whimpered.
Upon seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly apologized and tried to help the person up, but Shen Qichuan had already helped them up.
"General, please don't be offended. I... cough... I didn't mean to disturb you. I'm truly sorry. To show my sincerity, I'm presenting you with a plate of Dragon and Phoenix Bringing Auspiciousness and Brocade Adding Flowers as an apology."
The good thing was interrupted, and Shen Qichuan's face had turned as dark as a charcoal pot.
He even scared his wife so much that she fell over, which is an even more heinous crime.
Nan Yu felt embarrassed, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes. She grabbed Shen Qichuan's arm and said, "Serve the food."
Upon hearing this, the innkeeper, without waiting for General Shen to speak, quickly ordered the waiters to serve the dishes one by one, and also asked the kitchen to add two more dishes, filling the table to the brim. The innkeeper also presented a pot of fine carved wine.
Shen Qichuan frowned and told them to leave.
Once only the two of them remained in the private room, Shen Qichuan cupped the young master's face in his hands, looking him up and down with a worried expression. "Did you hurt yourself?"
Of course it hurt when you fall.
Shen Qichuan: "Sorry, I couldn't hug you."
Nan Yu's eyes were red, but she had almost recovered. Staring into the man's concerned eyes, she seemed less afraid of him and asked, "Do you like me?"
The original owner was not familiar with Shen Xichuan.
He had only seen him yesterday, and last night, today, there were all sorts of coincidences... Wait a minute, according to this logic, why does he feel like Shen Qichuan is deliberately hanging around in front of him?
love at first sight?
Although I really like his face, his behavior is really inappropriate. He kisses me without warning. Even if society is open-minded, some things shouldn't be taken too far. If I were a girl and didn't like him, but he kissed me, it would be equivalent to physical intimacy, and I might be forced into marriage.
Shen Xichuan has absolutely no respect for people!
"like."
The man's eyes were filled with tenderness, his love almost overflowing.
Deng Xin's heart was pounding, and her ears gradually turned red.
"Xiaoyu".
Just as Nan Yu was about to fall into a gentle embrace, the word "Xiao Yu" startled him. Qi Ziming, without a doubt, which word contained the character "Yu"?
"you……"
Shen Qichuan laughed: "You look like jade."
Nan Yu: "..."
It turns out that's not the case.
He pushed the other person away, rubbed his face, and pulled up a chair to sit down.
Shen Qichuan lowered his eyes and looked at the boy: "I've kissed you, so you're mine now."
Deng Xin didn't even look up at him. She picked up a cup with her fair and beautiful hand, poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and spoke much more steadily, as if her previous emotions had never existed: "General Shen is joking. I'm not familiar with you."
Shen Qichuan: "We've kissed, aren't we familiar yet?"
Nan Yu: "Yes."
The man suddenly bent down, close to the young master's earlobe, and uttered, "Baby." This captivated the boy once again. His deep, magnetic voice, like a feather, gently penetrated Nan Yu's eardrum, sending a tingling, itchy sensation through the boy's body, instantly causing an uncontrollable tingling feeling that spread rapidly from the base of his ear to his entire body.
The familiar address made Dengxin unable to resist looking up at him.
Did people in ancient times call their babies "baby"?
"Lu Chengyao?" he asked tentatively.
The man smiled: "Baby, my name is Shen Qichuan, courtesy name Yuanzhou."
No, no.
"You are Lu Chengyao!"
This time, Deng Xin was very certain that it couldn't be Shen Qichuan; this tone definitely belonged to Lu Chengyao! Shameless! In the last world, he insisted on getting married, but he refused, enduring most of his life. Later, his parents urged him to get married because he was the only Alpha in his father's lineage, and they didn't allow AA relationships.
Even if the other party is from the Northern family of Xizhou.
Later, Lu Chengyao brought a world-class medical team to the Song family to explain.
They don't believe that E has ever existed in the world.
I don't want to believe it either.
All they wanted was for their eldest son to find an omega and have a few outstanding grandchildren.
Nan Yu doesn't want to get married, not because she wants to break up with Lu Chengyao.
After several years of commotion, Song's parents got old, and Nan Yu was disobedient and disagreed, but they didn't try to stop it and let nature take its course, gradually accepting it.
Shen Qichuan asked with a smile, "Who is Lu Chengyao?"
Nan Yu: "Don't deny it, you definitely are! Don't you still have memories?"
The man laughed heartily, pulled the young master into his arms, and rubbed and kissed him. His hand went to untie his belt again, but the young master wouldn't let him, pouting, "I want to eat."
"Have a meal."
Shen Qichuan smiled and released the young master, then ate with him.
After finishing her meal, Nan Yu wanted to go home for a nap.
Chen Xichuan: "To the inn?"
Nan Yu paused in her yawning and glanced at the man: "I'm not going."
Shen Qichuan: "Why?"
Nan Yu: "Why should I spend money to stay at an inn when I have a home?"
Shen Qichuan: "I'll pay."
Nan Yu: "No."
Shen Qichuan: "Why?"
Nan Yu: "You definitely have ulterior motives."
The man smiled, grabbed the lamp wick by the hand, and left the restaurant. When he paid, the innkeeper was still apologizing and gave him a basket of snacks. Shen Qichuan didn't need them, but the young master's eyes lit up when he saw them.
Shen Qichuan took it.
The man nimbly stepped onto the carriage, turned slightly to the side, and with his long, strong hand lifted the curtain, while Dengxin bent down to go inside.
After the two were seated, Shen Qichuan opened a hidden compartment, deftly pulled out a flat panel, opened the pastries the shopkeeper had given him, and offered his seat to Nan Yu, saying affectionately, "Come and eat."
The young master moved over, his eyes shining. Unlike pastry shops that use oil paper to wrap their pastries, Zuixianlou directly delivered a lacquered fine food box. The pastries were placed on a plate, as pink and tender as peach blossoms, and they smelled delicious.
He pinched a piece of the wick in his hand and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth.
Its cheeks are bulging, like a cute little hamster.
Upon seeing this, Shen Qichuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. The young master paused in his chewing, turned his head to look at the man, and his eyes seemed to ask: What are you laughing at?
He ate quickly, and crumbs of pastry got on the corners of his mouth.
The man raised his hand and wiped the young master's mouth clean.
His eyes were full of doting affection and tenderness.
The carriage moved slowly forward, and sunlight streamed through the gaps in the window, casting dappled light on the lamp wick. Nan Yu squinted, her mouth still stuffed with pastries, and mumbled indistinctly:
"The window was open, and the flashing light was dazzling."
Shen Qichuan hung the small curtains on the hooks, instantly brightening the interior of the car. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow through, carrying the aroma of pastries that filled the carriage.
It's so delicious, I stuffed a lot of it in one go.
Shen Qichuan: "Eat slowly, don't choke."
The wick nodded, giving a mumbled reply.
The carriage swayed and wobbled until it stopped at an inn.
Stepping off the carriage, the young master felt he had forgotten something. After looking around, his eyes widened suddenly. Oh no! He had forgotten Shangqing!
He hurriedly said to Shen Qichuan, "Shangqing, forget Shangqing, go to Lihuazhai."
The carriage was already parked in front of the inn. He didn't want to let the young master go, so he said, "I'll send someone to wait."
Nan Yu asked, still unconvinced, "Really?"
Shen Qichuan: "When have I ever lied to you?"
He hadn't seen much of this world, but in the last world he had always deceived himself. The young master scoffed, staring at the signboard in front of him, which read "Laifu Inn." Nan Yu had eaten too much, and her mouth was still busy, having eaten several plates of pastries. Now her eyelids were drooping, and she was sleepy.
However, if Shangqing can't find himself, he will probably return to the Minister's residence first.
Thinking about it that way, I'm not in a hurry anymore.
Unlike the owner of Zuixianlou, the owner of Laifu Inn didn't recognize Shen Qichuan at a glance.
They were treated like ordinary guests.
Nan Yu is also at ease.
Upon entering the private room, just as she loosened her belt to take off her clothes, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her from behind. She couldn't help but turn around and glare at Chen Qichuan: "What? I want to sleep."
The man's gaze was intense, and he moved with lightning speed, approaching the lamp wick in a few steps. He wrapped his long arm around the young master's slender waist from behind, pulling him close to him with a slight force.
Unable to resist, she lowered her head, her nose lightly brushing against the young master's fair neck, inhaling deeply, as if trying to etch that unique fragrance into her very bones. Her voice, tinged with intense desire, was low and husky, "Baby, you smell so good."
Nan Yu struggled to get away, took off her clothes, put on her undergarments, got into bed, pulled the blanket over herself tightly, leaving only her head sticking out, and glared at Shen Qichuan: "I want to take a nap!"
Shen Qichuan smiled and went to the bedside, his fingers unbuttoning his clothes, his eyes fixed on the young master. Nan Yu stuck one foot out from under the covers and kicked the man.
It's fine if they don't kick, but once they do, it looks like they're playing a game.
He grabbed her fair ankle with his big hand and pulled hard. The lamp wick lost its weight, and her head, which was on the pillow, slid down halfway.
Nan Yu kicked him.
The man leaned down and pressed down on her, and then things got out of control.
They refused to give it to him, and in the end, Shen Qichuan got the biggest advantage.
It was getting late, and I was afraid that if I didn't go back, it would be reported the next day.
He didn't want to bother explaining.
"I'm going home in a bit."
The young master's eyes were glazed over, and he spoke with a slight wheeze.
Shen Qichuan followed her to her lips and kissed her, completely ignoring her.
Time passed by, and it got completely dark. Outside, insects chirped and birds sang. Inside... he felt dizzy and uncomfortable. The original owner had poor ligaments, and his back and legs ached.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The night watchman's gong sounds from the beginning: "The weather is dry, be careful with fire."
To: Close doors and windows to prevent theft.
Then: all is well.
Finally: It's freezing cold, so turn off the lights and close the door.
At three in the morning, the emperor could get up and prepare for the morning court in half an hour. Whether it was due to his training in the army or something else, Shen Qichuan's physical strength was ridiculously good.
Noon to early morning.
I can't take it anymore.
Hanging by a thread, the young master refused Shen Qichuan's kiss this time, his voice barely a whisper: "Go home... take me back... you bastard..."
The man cupped the lamp wick's face in his hands and kissed it for a long time, until he was satisfied.
After tidying up, I carried the person downstairs.
The inn door was already closed, so I simply went down from the second-floor window.
The Ministry of Personnel.
Shen Qichuan climbed over walls and through windows without alerting anyone, finally finding the location and pushing open the door. He had seen the architectural blueprints of the Minister's Mansion before, but this was his first time in the young master's room. It was too dark to see anything clearly.
Place the unconscious person on the bed and tuck the blankets in.
He stood by the bed for a while longer before turning and leaving.
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