Brother's Road to Promotion

Jiang Yu rejected Song Yu's proposal to drink together, and found an excuse to avoid it.

The plum petals were still bright after they were picked, but if they were separated from the branches, if they were not dealt with now, they would surely die overnight.

Taking out the basket full of flowers from the room, Jiang Yu turned around and went to the small kitchen.

It's not time to make dinner yet, and there are only two snacks warming on the stove, and no one is disturbing.

I personally fetched water to wash the petals, covered the steamer with a layer of petals and a layer of glutinous rice, steamed it on the stove, and took the ready-made distiller's koji, ground it and added water.

There are only a few steps to make this kind of wine, Jiang Yu is already very familiar with it, and he does not rely on others for every step. After all, he himself promised to make wine for Song Yu, so naturally he can't just talk about it.

And it's not too troublesome, it can be done in no more than an hour.

After Jiang Yu left, Song Yu went to the study to deal with the affairs presented by Fude. It seemed that in a blink of an eye, the sun went down. He rubbed his soft forehead and asked, "Where's Jiang Yu?"

At this moment, Ford is not here, Heshun and Deshun are waiting on the side, Heshun didn't speak, but Deshun happened to come back from outside with some snacks, and said, "It's in the small kitchen."

Song Yu closed the ledgers in his hands, "What is this fussing about?"

"According to the chef, it seems to be making wine." Deshun continued to reply.

He Shun who was standing on the side smacked his lips, this time it's not my fault, I didn't say a word.

It turned out that the person who took the pen and was about to dip the ink stopped in an instant, and Song Yu's heart moved, "He Shun, where did Jiang Yu go today?"

He Shun's brows were helplessly frowned, he could not say anything if the master didn't ask, but if the master asked, he, a slave, would not dare to hide it, and lowered his head, "Go back to the lord, the young master went to Fayuan Temple today."

"What did you do?"

"Pick plum blossoms."

There was no sound in the room for an instant, and after a while there was a chuckle, he said that he wanted to drink plum blossom wine just to amuse Jiang Yu, but he was taken to heart unexpectedly.

Song Yu's life was smooth and smooth, and in his previous life, he never paid attention to the throne that others had earned. To be honest, he was not too happy to experience another battle for the throne after being reborn.

Obviously he has picked the fruit and obtained the happy life he wanted, and now he is asked to do it again, but he has no idea of ​​changing his way of life. Giving him another chance is not a gift for him, but rather It is superfluous.

Fortunately, after picking up such a treasure, the feeling of being put in the heart wholeheartedly is really wonderful.This is probably why he didn't want to force Jiang Yu.

Reluctant.

"Then I'm going to take a look." Song Yu put down the pen in his hand and got up, followed the path he wasn't familiar with to the small kitchen.

At this moment, it happened that the kitchen was about to get busy, and Jiang Yu had almost finished it, and was pouring the extra plum petals into the wine jar, which did not take up any space in the kitchen.

After sealing the wine jar, Jiang Yu felt something was wrong, why did he calm down all of a sudden.

Standing up on his knees, he turned his head for no reason.

The handsome man in homely clothes stood not far away, just like that morning half a month ago, his handsome face softened, and he stood there looking at him with gentle eyes.

There are a group of down-to-earth people with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Jiang Yu was startled, and glanced at He Shun who was following the man, "Why is the prince here?"

Resisting the urge to rub someone into his arms, Song Yu said, "Passing by."

"What are you doing?"

"This..." Jiang Yu didn't believe the words of passing by, and he didn't want Song Yu to know about it, so he changed the subject, "The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, my lord, how about we go back to the house first?"

If it wasn't for the ghost in my heart, so what if I said it now to ask for a reward.

Song Yu smiled, "Let's go then." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out. Jiang Yu turned his head to look at the wine jar behind him, winked at He Shun, and followed.

After returning to the house, Song Yu asked Heshun and the others to wait outside, took Jiang Yu's hand and went to the inner room.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Jiang Yu was puzzled.

When Song Yu hugged him into his arms, the words in his throat choked, he was already used to being hugged by Song Yu like this, but he didn't struggle, just asked again, "What's wrong?"

"When can I drink this plum wine?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yu knew that he knew it, and after a long silence, he said: "It will be a few months."

"Is it brewed for me?"

"Yes." There is nothing to deny this, but Jiang Yu added, "Since the prince has ordered, even if the skill is average, it is time to share the worries for the prince."

This is another time he completely left himself completely, and completely shared his worries for the Lord.

Song Yu buried himself on Jiang Yu's neck and laughed, but Jiang Yu was unmoved. When Song Yu laughed enough and let go of him, a soft object rubbed against Jiang Yu's cheek and quickly backed away.

Seeing Song Yu turning around and walking outside as if nothing had happened, Jiang Yu froze in place, and touched his cheek after a while.

A month later, Jiang Yu filtered the plum blossom wine and put it in another jar. After roasting the wine, he sealed the jar and buried it in a place.

About one month later, Song Yu told him to pack up his things, and they were going on a long trip again.

This time Song Yu was still in the name of a road inspector, but the inspector had changed. It was no longer the stubborn Ke Yuan, but the young and handsome Ji Lerong.

This time going north, because the weather has not yet warmed up, and the weather gets colder as you go north, they travel this time, with more people and more carriages, and the speed is much slower than when they went back to the south, and try to minimize sleeping outside Chance.

It's just that Song Yu called Jiang Yu into the car when he was sleeping outside for the first time. Now that the night is cold, it's better to rest in the car than in the mountains.

Jiang Yu wanted to refuse, but Song Yu blocked him back with the sentence "Who do you want to get in my car and rest with me".

In this way, Jiang Yu slowly resumed the habit of sleeping with Song Yu, and gradually got used to the morning when he sometimes wakes up in Song Yu's arms.

Song Yu always just hugged him in his arms, never overstepping, just like when their relationship was still master and servant, or when Song Yu simply raised him as a child.

I don't know if it's because of leaving Shangjing and being stuck with Song Yu every day, Jiang Yu's not-so-firm defensive heart is even more fragile and vulnerable.

It took a few months to get used to sleeping with Song Yu again. When he arrived at Guangzeng Mansion, Song Yu left the post house and asked someone to buy a hut. Four or five.

In this way, the house will not be enough.

Song Yu reasoned that there was not enough room, so you slept with me, and let Jiang Yu share the same bed with him.

Jiang Yu, who had gotten used to it again, never refused.

Probably, he also needed such a reason to convince himself to get close to Song Yu.

Guangzeng Mansion is separated from Shangjing by two mansions. It is the end of June and the weather is starting to heat up.

The candles in the main house had already been extinguished, and only a dim light came in through the window sills. Jiang Yu was held in his arms for a long time and did not fall asleep.

Gently stretched out his hand, and brushed lightly on the face of the man who was breathing long and steadily at this moment, Jiang Yu sighed.

It would be great if he was the only one.

From the man's sharp eyebrows to his tall nose bridge and thin lips, Song Yu didn't move and let him move.

But before Jiang Yu withdrew his hand, he was caught off guard by someone grabbing his wrist.

Jiang Yu was startled.

The person he likes is in his arms, Jiang Yu doesn't move, Song Yu can bear it for a day or two, now if he makes a move, how can Song Yu bear it, besides, he clearly knows that Jiang Yu is interested in him, but For unknown reasons, he has been refusing to answer him.

Song Yu turned over, held Jiang Yu's wrist and pressed it on the top of his head, leaned down when Jiang Yu didn't know how to speak, and gently kissed Jiang Yu's face bit by bit.

"Do not..."

When Jiang Yu refused, Song Yu found those soft lips, and gently covered them.

The night blindfolded Jiang Yu's eyes, maybe even his heart. When Song Yu gently touched his lips and tried persistently, Jiang Yu let go of his lips and teeth.

In the darkness, Song Yu's eyes lit up, and he broke into the door unceremoniously, flicked left and right, hooked Jiang Yu's dodging tongue, danced together, and lit fires everywhere, when his slender fingers couldn't help caressing the boy's chest up and down, he retracted again. went back.

Grab the boy's other hand and slowly rub it on his wrist.

Only when the person below him whimpered out of breath, did he let go of him.

"Are you agreeing to me?" Song Yu relaxed and pressed on Jiang Yu's body, and asked in his ear with a smile in his voice.

Jiang Yu tried his best to calm his breathing, turned his head aside, and said with difficulty: "No."

For such a long time, Song Yu managed to seize such an opportunity, even if he couldn't completely achieve his goal, he still had to go one step closer.

Hearing this, Song Yu didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to snap the boy's head back, and covered it again without hesitation.

He didn't let go until his hands and feet were weak and he couldn't resist, and he could only make a pitiful hum from his throat, "What about this time?"

The heart in Jiang Yu's chest was about to jump out of his mouth, and he uttered a word, "No."

Song Yu laughed, "Then let's do it again."

Jiang Yu covered his lips with his hand.

Song Yu pulled his hand away forcefully, and kissed him again, but this time it was gentle, just touched Jiang Yu's lips lightly and left.

Turning over from Jiang Yu's body, he hugged him in his arms and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Yu didn't know where to start to resist.

From the beginning to the end, Song Yu just kissed him, even though it was fierce, his hands were still disciplined, which was probably the reason why Jiang Yu didn't resist later.

It's just that Jiang Yu, who was firmly held in Song Yu's arms, always felt that he had fallen into a pit.

Now that he is away from home, even if Jiang Yu wants to sleep separately from Song Yu, it is impossible.

If there is one kiss, then there will be two, if you kiss once, then there will be the next time, and if there is the next time, it is so difficult to kiss as many people as you want every day when you go to bed.

It was a month and a half after I left Guangzeng Mansion and went to Guangqing Mansion.

Seeing Jiang Yu and Ji Lerong returning together talking and laughing, Song Yu curled his lips and called, "Little Yu'er, come here for a while."

They were going to sleep in the wild again today. Before dark, they had to find enough firewood to burn overnight. This time, the officials were all veterans, so of course they would not order Song Yu's people.

It was just that Mr. Jiang Yu should do something, so he went to pick up firewood, and happened to run into Ji Lerong on the way back.

Hearing Song Yu calling him, Jiang Yu put down the firewood in his hand and passed obediently.

"What did you call me, sir?"

Song Yu pulled him to the back of the carriage, and before he could react, he lowered his head and touched Jiang Yu's lips. It was a soft kiss that couldn't be softer.

Then he patted Jiang Yu's shoulder, Song Yu smiled and said, "It's all right."

Turning around, he walked out from the back of the carriage naturally, leaving Jiang Yu standing there alone, covering his lips.

When Zhuo Chengxing passed by, he patted him on the back and asked him "what are you doing here", he put down his hands as if nothing had happened, and replied: "It's okay."

It's time to pick up firewood and continue to pick firewood, and it's time to cook dinner and continue to cook dinner.