Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Fireworks were set off outside the city.

The drifting snow particles are mixed with smoke and dust, and the New Year of Northern Qin has once again arrived on this land.

The New Year's Eve dinner of every household has come to an end, and the banquet in the palace has also ended. The princes and the princes with mothers stayed in the palace, and the rest returned to their homes.

Qin Zhaoning followed the imperial concubine to the palace gate, but the imperial concubine waved her hand and told him to go back home by himself.

He had just been punished with house arrest, so it was a special favor for him to enter the palace tonight. The imperial concubine did not want to dance in the emperor's sensitive spot, so she had no intention of keeping him.

"Mother!" Qin Zhaoning called out.

"Fortunately, my family is just a small official who compiles history books. If it were like your fifth brother, this matter would not have ended so well." The imperial concubine helped him brush off the snowflakes on his shoulders, and her eyes could not hide the fatigue between her brows.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have been angry." Qin Zhaoning said.

"It's good to correct your mistakes. You are also very lucky. You still have a chance to correct them." The imperial concubine stepped into the palace gate and said, "Go back and think about where you went wrong."

Qin Zhaoning grabbed the imperial concubine's sleeve and tears flowed down her face.

The imperial concubine was silent for a moment.

"Just go back when I tell you to. Why are you whining? Get out of here!" she said angrily. She was exhausted by all the clothes and jewelry! This bastard even pulled her sleeve! She was already cold!

Qin Zhaoning quickly retracted his hand.

"Mother, take care of yourself and don't be angry." He felt much more comfortable. He was a little uncomfortable with his mother's kind words just now.

The palace servants lowered their heads and kept silent, filing in one after another, and then at the imperial concubine's instruction, the palace gate slammed shut.

Qin Zhaoning touched the tip of his nose, and the slight smile that had just appeared on his face quickly disappeared.

He put his hands in his pockets, and walked into the snow alone, ignoring the paper umbrella held by the eunuch behind him.

……

Qin Zhaoning seemed to be deaf to the eunuch's persuasion and walked stubbornly.

The fireworks in the distance were very brilliant, and the lively sound of firecrackers was surging from all directions, but he only felt lonely.

He passed through the Tixiang Gate, walked along the long street, and slowly entered Tenglin Lane. When he finally entered his mansion and went into the inner bedroom with a heating system, his whole body was covered with snowflakes.

He mercilessly locked the eunuch outside the door.

Qin Zhaoning stared at the flickering candlelight in the room and was stunned for a long time.

As if he finally felt the cold, he rubbed his hands and wanted to walk to the table to drink a cup of hot tea. But when he turned around the screen, Qin Zhaoning became stiff again.

Wen Qing stood beside the table, looking at him coldly.

"You came back from the snow?" Wen Qing saw his hair soaked by the snow and his shoulders soaked by the melting snow. He frowned and held Qin Zhaoning's shoulders, taking off his coat: "Nonsense! I was away for only a few days?"

Qin Zhaoning hugged him.

"Why don't you come back if you're not dead!" he shouted, but his mouth was blocked.

The two figures overlapped, inseparable, casting a fused silhouette on the screen.

After a while, Qin Zhaoning pushed him away, but then pulled him back in. His cheeks were still flushed, and he used the candlelight to carefully examine the scar on Wen Qing's neck.

"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid of attracting people?" Wen Qing said.

"Then watch my old eunuch celebrate the New Year." Qin Zhaoning didn't care, "Your injury..."

"It's nothing serious." Wen Qing's expression was somewhat gentle.

"I, I thought you were really dead that day." Qin Zhaoning choked up and tried hard to hold back tears, "If you hadn't told me in advance, I would..."

"What's wrong with you? Do you still want to confront the emperor?" Wen Qing held his arm and walked to the bedside.

She skillfully helped Qin Zhaoning change his wet clothes and put him on the warm kang bed. Wen Qing sat beside the bed, rubbing his frozen calves, her brows kneaded tightly.

"You're going to commit suicide when I'm not around?" He was still furious.

"This is not called suicide, it's just walking in the snow." Qin Zhaoning said, "If I had known this method was so useful, I would walk in the snow every day...ah!"

His calf flesh was twisted, and he bent over to cover his leg in pain, then glared at me: "What are you doing!"

Wen Qing said: "What if I catch a cold?"

Qin Zhaoning curled his lips: "It's just a cold..."

"Qin Zhaoning, you have to live well." Wen Qing said.

"Oh." Qin Zhaoning was unhappy and lay down on the pillow.

Wen Qing concentrated on rubbing his legs, then placed the tin slave covered in a red velvet cover in the quilt and covered him carefully.

Qin Zhaoning looked at him and asked, "What are you going to do from now on? Do you want to change your name and stay with me?"

"I do want to." Wen Qing smiled: "Unfortunately, I haven't finished my work yet."

"Why is there still trouble? Mu You and his followers were all killed." Qin Zhaoning looked at him suspiciously: "Are you planning a rebellion again?"

"Of course not, I just want revenge." Wen Qing said.

"What revenge? Tell me what revenge you have, I can help you." Qin Zhaoning sat up suddenly.

"Just you?" Wen Qing pressed his shoulders and pushed him back into the quilt.

"Why can't I?" Qin Zhaoning was very dissatisfied, "But you have to tell me who you want to take revenge on. You have already promised me that you will not hide it from me in the future."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and looked at him.

"Why, are you going to be a lone ranger again without telling me?" Qin Zhaoning saw that he kept silent and became furious: "Then go away and never come back to see me again!"

Wen Qing suddenly laughed.

He leaned forward, his voice very soft.

"I can tell you, but you have to keep it a secret."

Qin Zhaoning seemed to hum. After a moment, he put his arms around Wen Qing's back.

……

Gu Yue didn’t finish celebrating the whole year.

A group of employees forced him to drink a lot of fruit wine. Gu Dashi usually hangs around in casinos for many years, so he shouldn't be the type to get drunk easily after just one glass of wine, but Gu Yue just couldn't resist it at all.

Gu Xu helped him to block the wine, and he only drank a small cup of the juice-like thing with only a little bit of spiciness. After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, he watched people set off firecrackers in the yard and admired the fireworks outside the city in the distance. Gu Yue's eyelids were fighting, but he still dragged Gu Xu to the roof to watch the snow.

When he said this, he was actually not quite sober.

Wu Feng worked overtime, cleared a piece of snow from the roof, and laid two mattresses. The two climbed up the ladder to the roof, held an umbrella and sat down.

"It's so bright." Gu Yue tried to open his eyes wide and looked at the fireworks flashing in the distance.

It was snowing heavily, and the sparkling snowflakes made the night sky glow slightly. Looking around, it was a warm white.

Gu Yue rested his head on Gu Xu's shoulder.

Gu Xu tightened the blanket draped over their legs, and their hands were clasped under the blanket and rested on their knees.

"This place is not good." Gu Yue said suddenly.

"Why?" Gu Xu had no intention of looking at the snow. He tilted his head slightly to look at the drunken face on his shoulder.