The son is on the bottom, the general is on the top

Early in the morning, the singing of sparrows came from outside the window. Su Ziqing sat up as if waking up, but found that there was no one around him. He rubbed his temples and felt much lighter in his body, and his throat was not so dry and sore. Presumably, the pain came sooner It goes fast too.

But I don't know how I fell asleep last night, and still slept so deeply, I looked around the room and didn't see Yu Wenfei's shadow.

Where did he go……

"My lord, are you awake?" Tweety'er's voice outside the door interrupted his train of thought.

"come in."

As soon as the words were finished, Tweety pushed open the door and walked in with hot water in her hands. Seeing him still sitting on the bed, she put down the washbasin and walked over, "Master, I can help you with my servant."

"No need!" Seeing her blushing, Su Ziqing must have thought of something, so he quickly put on his shoes and took two steps and said, "I'm fine!"

"Oh yes."

Su Ziqing stared at her speechless for a while, why did he feel that some disappointment flashed in her eyes.

While going to wash up, the servants brought breakfast, white porridge made in a casserole and a few delicious side dishes.

After getting dressed, Su Ziqing sat down at the table, looked at the door, and subconsciously glanced at Tweety.

Tweet was waiting on the side, and seeing that he was hesitant to speak, she asked, "My lord, do you want to ask where the general has gone?"

"No... who wants to ask him." Su Ziqing panicked when he was pointed out, and hurriedly lowered his head to drink the porridge.

Seeing this, Cui'er covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "The general got up early and said he was going back, and he will come later."

Su Ziqing straightened up, and said with a firm mouth, "Whether he comes or not has nothing to do with me, and I haven't asked him to come."

"Second Young Master, that's not what you said. The General really cares about you. Yesterday, the servants saw it clearly and scolded Madam severely."

"Tweety." Su Ziqing put down the spoon and said sternly, "You can forget about these things if you say them in front of me, but if you spread them, you will be the only one to eat."

"Yes." Cui'er curled her lips in response, but immediately said complacently, "But, the servant will belong to the young master in the future. After the young master is going to marry the general, he will follow along anyway."

"You girl..." Su Ziqing felt helpless towards her.

"Ziqing, are you up?" Just as he was about to reprimand Cui'er, Yu Wenfei stepped in from the outside and changed into a dark blue suit, looking extraordinary. He just sat down and started to eat. He seemed to think of something after taking two bites, so he reached out and touched Su Ziqing's forehead, "It seems to be almost healed, and his complexion is much rosier."

Su Ziqing wanted to thank him, but seeing Tweety looking at them with burning eyes, the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

After breakfast, Su Ziqing also drank the medicine, Cui Er tactfully removed the bowl and chopsticks and left.

Yu Wenfei saw that the sun was better outside the window, and said, "The weather is clear today, Ziqing, you are weak, why don't you go for a walk with me on the school grounds, and bask in the sun."

But before Su Ziqing could reply, Chang An brought a few staff members in with clothes and reported, "General, the clothes made in 'Qing Sha Fang' are here."

"Well, put it on the bed and go down."

"Yes."

After they retreated, Su Ziqing looked at the clothes on the bed and said doubtfully, "General, this is..."

"Ziqing likes Tsing Yi, so I ordered someone to bring out some of them yesterday." Yu Wenfei walked over and picked up one and unfolded it for him to see, "But I only know your approximate size, come and see if it fits." .”

"Let the general spend money."

"Ziqing is being polite to me again." Yu Wenfei walked over to face him, "The weather is warm today, why don't you just wear this?"

"Qingyifang" is considered to be the best tailor shop in Beijing, with exquisite stitching. In Yu Wenfei's hand is a light blue straight-breasted gown. It looks ordinary in style, but it drapes very well. The pattern added some character, and the coat was more elegant with a white sheer tulle.

All the tailoring needs to be reported to the accountant of the family throughout the year, and Su Ziqing has never liked to talk about it, so the clothes he buys every year are very few. Refused, "Okay."

When he agreed, Yu Wenfei stretched out his hand to undress him.As soon as he was touched, Su Ziqing shuddered, turned around to avoid it, and said awkwardly, "I'll do it myself."

"You said Ziqing, don't be polite to me." Yu Wenfei stuck to him from behind, leaned into his ear and said, "Let my husband serve you."

The man stood behind him, and slowly untied his belt from behind him, the vague touch made Su Ziqing stand motionless as if he had fixed his acupoints.

The other party's scorching breath sprayed to his neck, making his head burnt into a paste, and his coat was taken off like a puppet. The man's big hand held his, stretched it out, and put on his sleeves.

At this time, the sunlight in the room was bright, Yu Wenfei turned to him and put on his belt, the opponent's speed was deliberately slowed down so that Su Ziqing raised his head and looked up at the beam, almost feeling like his heart was about to jump out.

It seemed that it took a long time to fix it, but Yu Wenfei still put his hand on his waist, and said with lowered eyes, "Why is Ziqing's waist so thin? I'm afraid the wedding candle will be broken that night."

"General!" Su Ziqing couldn't stand his deliberate teasing, so he pushed him away suddenly, his face was dyed crimson, as bright as a peach blossom in the first month, he turned his eyes away from the local ruffian and said, "The rest, I Come by yourself."

Putting on the outer gauze in a panic, I heard Su Zirong yelling outside the door, "Let me go, let me in, I want to see Ziqing!"

Yu Wenfei's expression turned cold, "I'll let Chang An take him away."

After what happened last night, Su Ziqing had already looked away a bit, he shook his head and said, "I'll go see him."

He went to open the door and saw that Chang An was blocking Su Zirong who was desperately trying to rush in, so he shouted, "Brother."

"Ziqing..." Su Zirong finally saw him, and his face was overjoyed, but when he saw Yu Wenfei who came out behind him, he was stunned for a moment, his face became gloomy, and he questioned, "You two slept together last night ?”

Yu Wenfei raised his eyebrows, pulled Su Ziqing into his arms, and declared his ownership, "Ziqing and I are going to get married soon, can't we sleep together?"

"Shut up!" Su Zirong was furious, waved his sleeves excitedly and said, "Ziqing is not such a lowly person, you must have coerced him!"

At this moment, Cui'er, who happened to be back, caught up and said, "Eldest Young Master, Second Young Master is ill, the general is worried, that's why he stayed at the Su Manor last night."

Su Zirong glared at her, "Bastard, this is the Su Mansion, even if he is a general of the Jin Kingdom, he can't come in and out like this."

"Brother, calm down." Su Ziqing frowned, trying to break free from Yu Wenfei's shackles, but this man was secretly trying his best, so he had to tell Su Zirong first, "It's not what you think."

Hearing his words, Su Zirong's mood finally eased a little, but seeing how close the two of them looked, and Ziqing was even more beautiful than usual, he said in a muffled voice, "Okay, I believe Ziqing."

Yu Wenfei raised his dark eyes to look at him, and asked calmly, "Then what does Mr. Su want to do with Ziqing?"

Thinking of his purpose, Su Zirong immediately put his jealousy to the back of his mind and said, "Ziqing, what happened the night before was all because of my nonsense, don't you get angry with me?"

Su Ziqing smiled, as if he didn't care anymore, "Big brother doesn't need to explain anymore, and I also want to thank you for letting me know my identity, but no matter what, in Ziqing's eyes, you will always be my big brother."

Su Zirong's whole body was shocked, and he lost his mind and said in an instant, "...you obviously already know..."

"Brother, I will get married in a few days. I just hope you can congratulate me." Su Ziqing had already explained clearly to him, and he didn't want to recall that incident, so he said to Yu Wenfei, "General, let's go."

"Okay, let's go, Mr. Su is leaving."

After saying that, they left hand in hand, Su Zirong's eyes were red, staring at the backs of the two of them with tears in his eyes, he clenched his fists tightly.

"My lord, are you alright?" Seeing his grim expression, Tweet subconsciously moved behind Chang An and asked timidly with her forehead exposed.

And Su Zirong gave her a cold look, gritted his teeth, turned and left without saying a word.