Cannon fodder counterattacks the scum Jianwen (7)

It was night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the breeze was faint, and there was a rough bird's singing from time to time in the black night sky.

Only one lamp was lit in the room. It was late at night, the wick had gradually burned out. The room was dim and unclear.

Ye Sinian frowned and opened his eyes. His dark black eyes stared at the blue and white bed net above. After a long time without focus, his consciousness slowly pulled out of the heavy dream without having any memory of it. His eyes lit up as it shines in the dimly lit room.

Sitting up lightly, Ye Sinian turned his head, and looked out of the silent through the slightly open window in a puzzled manner.

Frowning back his gaze, Ye Sinian lowered his head and thought, then blinked and completely drove away the sleepiness. He got up and carefully bypassed the sleeping maid and quietly went out.

Like all the residences of the princes of this era, there were many flowers and plants planted in this yard. Since there were special people to take care of it on weekdays, although it was growing prosperous, it didn't appear too dense.

Crossing the cobblestone path, Ye sinian didn't stop in his footsteps, and went straight to the pavilion not far away.

Still in an untidy robe, a tall man was sitting on the railing, holding a jar of wine that he found. He was leaning on the big red pillar, looking incomparably chic. His leg casually standing on the railing below him, his posture was very chic and wanton.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the handsome man raised his eyebrows and looked back, with a slightly cold expression on his face.

Ye Sinian squinted his eyes quickly, a trace of doubt passed through his mind, and the movement of his feet couldn't help but pause.

Seeing the visitor clearly, the coldness on Zi Yuan's face dissipated in an instant, his ink-colored eyes flashed brightly, and his back, which had been leaning on the pillar at random, was also straightened subconsciously, revealing a big smiling face. He moved towards Ye Sinian. He waved and said: "Ling Qiu can't sleep?"

He only wore a thin coat casually, and when the cool night breeze blew, Ye Sinian couldn't help putting his hands together. He pulled his clothes together, and headed towards Zi Yuan.

There was a column between the two.

Ye Sinian reached out and took the wine jar from him.

Zi Yuan was startled, his eyes widened as he watched Ye Sinian lift his head and take a sip of wine.

The red lantern swayed in the night breeze, the dim light shone into the pavilion.

The handsome man was only wearing a shirt with his long hair dangled, his slender fingers became more white against the dark wine jar. He raised his head to drink. His posture was casual and unrestrained, his unfolded white neck was wetted by the liquor, reflecting the dim light of the lantern.

Zi Yuan swallowed silently.

Directly touching the sleeve spilled wine on his chin, Ye Sinian looked at the man beside him and said: "Brother, you have deep meaning, but are not used to live."

(I don't know understand this sentence,,)

"Pan dao (himself) has long been able to. It's a blessing to have a tile to cover the wind and rain, how can't I be used to it?" Zi Yuan smiled, but his tone was slightly low. He reached out to take the wine jar and took a sip at the place where Ye sinian had drunk.

As if he hadn't noticed Zi Yuan's little movements, Ye sinian sat on the railing and curled his lips. Leaning on the pillar, he said to the person behind him: "If this brother Ziyuan is told to have a beautiful woman, you will surely be provoked with the countless warm words, it's a pity..."

"What a pity?" Zi Yuan turned his face to the man behind him, his words were clearly questionable, but the smile in his eyes grew bigger and bigger.

"It's a pity that there is only a rock-hearted son in front of you!" Ye Sinian raised his legs and turned his head likewise, with a smile on his eyebrows.

The two were so close that they seemed to hear each other's breathing.

The upturned corners of Zi Yuan's lips became wider and wider. Although he could not see each other because of the sitting position and the obstruction of the column, he felt that they were getting closer at this time for some reason.

"Hey!" Zi Yuan shook his head and sighed pretendingly, but said: "Pan Dao (himself) has used his unique secret skills to cross the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, but if he still can't touch the stone heart of Brother Ling Qiu, it is really pitiful. May I dare to ask where is the flaw in this poor road?"

"My dad hid Lian jiang Bisei (wine name) for decades. I have searched for a long time but didn't figure out where it was." Ye Sinian smiled crookedly: "It turned out that when my lips and teeth tasted it today, it became fragrant. Thank you, Brother Ziyuan, for finding it out."

Ziyuan held the wine jar and sighed with helplessness from the bottom of his heart, saying: "Sure enough, people are not as good as heaven!"

The night was quiet in the pavilion by the lake.

Zhao Feixiao frowned and watched the direction of the lake.

The moon was deep and the lake was dark, except for the sound of flowing water and the chirping of birds from time to time among the trees, there was silence everywhere.

Fearing to be spotted by the night-watching woman, Zhao Feixiao didn't even dare to light the lantern, waiting restlessly in the pavilion.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came. Zhao Feixiao's hand squeezing the kerchief suddenly tightened, but instead of avoiding it, she stood up and greeted him.

"Miss!" Jasper's voice was a little panting. Holding a dim yellow lantern, she hurried over from a distance.

"What's wrong? Did any accident happen?" Zhao Feixiao asked inexplicably after waiting for her to catch her breath.

Jasper/Biyu took a few breaths, then reached out and patted her chest, shook her head and said, "I went to ask around and the night watcher didn't find anything abnormal!"

"Then Master Li..." Zhao Feixiao pinched the kerchief, her hands tightened. She frowned, her tone held regret, but a light flashed quickly under her eyes that she didn't even notice.

"Miss, don't worry!" Jasper took Zhao Feixiao's hand comfortingly, and said: "There must be a reason Li Gongzi didn't come tonight! Maybe there is something important, so he didn't come?"

Hearing her, Zhao Feixiao nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes looked a little deep in the dim light of the lantern.

Jasper felt that her own lady must be sad at the moment, so she continued to comfort her with words.

Zhao Feixiao listened to all kinds of reasons that Biyu/Jasper had made for Li Gongzi. But somehow, her eyebrows that should have been stretched out grew tighter.

She thought of the books/script her brother brought back for her.

She was already infected by those tough women. She had determined in her heart to live out her own life wonderfully.

In her opinion, those strong women are role models for women in the world. If you want to reach that height, the most important thing is to make yourself strong.

Before, she might have regarded Li Gongzi as her whole life, but now...

there are too many dreams and longings in her mind. In her opinion, love is still very important, but it is not the whole life.

The only thing she regrets now is her unworthy body, but there are those women who have far more regrettable things but became role models. So, she does not feel too much sorrow.

She thought that as long as she worked hard now, although she could not reach the height of Lin Fei, a hundred years later, her own story might give future generations some insights.

Even if her efforts are not worth talking about in the eyes of others, but... but at least she will not walk in this world in vain!

Her mood has changed significantly compared to before, so Jasper's words of relief were a little unpleasant to her now.

Although she admired Li Gongzi, she was a little bit disappointed about his missed appointment, but how could she not fall to the point of being sad and unable to control herself!

She just regrets that she couldn't tell him what she thought and felt today!

But after all, since she grew up together with Biyu who has always cared about her, especially when it was about Li Gongzi, she kept asking questions every time. Now, watching her search for a reason for Li Gongzi, although Zhao Xiao was a little unhappy because she was underestimated, she still didn't say anything. She just nodded, and said, "It's getting late at night. You can stop talking about Li Gongzi, I have important things to do. Let's go back!"

Carrying the dim lantern, Biyu carefully looked at her expression. Seeing that there was no gloom on her face, she couldn't help but relax, feeling deeply that her own comfort had played a role. She smiled a little on her face and helped Zhao Fei Xiao carefully walked back to the house.

The night was getting deeper.

The two of them came and drank wine.

Although the night was dark and beautiful, their low and sweet voices and the occasional teasing of each other seemed to bring the night to life.

Ye Sinian smiled and pushed Zi Yuan's head away, his cheeks stained a little red, but fortunately, the surrounding light was dim, so it was not noticed.

Zi Yuan sat upright following Ye Sinian's strength. He tilted his head and shook the wine jar in his hand and a few drops of crystal comes.

Zhao's father had kept this jar for many years and he had intended to take it out when his son gets married. But Lian Jiang Bise (the wine brand name, I think) who was find out, was completely drunk by these two.

With a very regretful sigh, Zi Yuan put down the wine jar, turned his head to look at Ye Sinian beside him, and said with scorching eyes: "This much wine is not enough!"

The two of them had already sat on the ground leaning on the pillar for some time.

Ye Sinian tilted his head and rolled his eyes at him, and said: "You can't steal it! My father will be distressed if he knows it!"

"Ah..." Zi Yuan sighed loudly. As if by accidentally, he reached out to embrace Ye Sinian on his shoulders, he met his widened eyes, and said: "The wine-free night is too hard to endure. Brother Ling Qiu can really bear?"

"That..." The stone-hearted Ye Sinian was knocked by a solid chest. He frowned and thought about it, frowning very painfully, "Steal another altar?"

"Go! Let's go together!" Zi Yuan's eyes lit up. He quickly stood up, shaking his body before standing still and stretched out his hand for Ye Sinian.

Ye Sinian was also welcoming, and took advantage of his strength to stand firm.

To do bad things together, two people who were half drunk and whose sights were a little blurry looked at each other and smiled. A hint of excitement flashed across their faces.

But after all, they are drunk people, no matter how careful their actions are, they will inevitably make mistakes.

"Pop!"

The delicate porcelain bottle was accidentally knocked down and the sound came from far away in the night.

Zi Yuan, who was stretching his sinful hand to the altar, suddenly stiffened, and Ye Sinian, who was watching his movements happily, also stagnated.

The two looked at each other, the same message was sent from their wide-open eyes.

"Run!"

At this time, the two of them didn't care about Lian Jiang Bise (the wine name) and ran slantingly along the road towards Ye Sinian's yard.

Hearing the movement, the little guards stood up one after another, lit a torch and ran towards this side carrying a lantern, and the quiet mansion suddenly became lively.

Fortunately, the way they came was relatively remote. The two drunk men ran along the path in hiding, avoiding the bright light. When they finally ran back to the previous pavilion, the two were already panting.

Ye Sinian leaned back on the column, his chest undulating violently. The original owner's body had never experienced any strenuous exercise before, so he was quite uncomfortable.

I don't know if it was accidental or intentional. Zi Yuan, who was also panting, lay directly on Ye Sinian, with his chin resting on his shoulders. He was relying on him as if he had no bones.

For a while, only two men gasping with a little alcohol can be heard in the pavilion.

The voice shouting to catch the thief came from afar, and the tone of anger could be vaguely heard.

The two men with good intentions listened for a while, then looked at each other and laughed.

Zi Yuan's hand on the side of Ye Sinian's face slowly stroked his somewhat messy hair which was caused from running.

Their laughter gradually stopped, and the two pairs of rippling smiling eyes looked directly at each other, shining.

The distance was getting closer.

Feeling the scent of wine on his lips, the tips of Ye Sinian's ears were slightly hot, and his hands hanging on his side slowly tightened, and his curled eyelashes trembled.

Zi Yuan eagerly reached out and put his hand on the side of Ye Sinian's face, closing his eyes to deepen the faintly scented kiss.

The heat at the tip of his ears became more obvious, Ye Sinian opened his lips slightly and put his arms around the man's back.

In the distance, the lights became bright.