Jun You Ji Fou

As its name suggests, Shanting is a glazed vermilion pavilion built on the higher ground of Qishan Mountain. Looking down from the pavilion, you can see the lights in the Hunting Palace faintly like stars.

The mountain breeze is blowing, only the sound of insects can be heard faintly, Su Shiyu climbed up the steps.

The scene in the pavilion has appeared in the field of vision, looking around, there is no official lady waiting, only a person leaning over the stone table in the pavilion, the figure is very familiar to him.

Su Shiyu approached in confusion, "...Master Chu?"

No answer.

Chu Mingyun leaned on his arm, his face was rare and peaceful, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and he didn't even notice the approach of others.

The wine jar was placed by his hand, most of it was gone, the air was filled with the aroma of alcohol, his crow-colored hair was covered with frosty moonlight on his shoulders, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely quiet, and his thin red lips were stained with Moisturized with water, his plain white face was pressing against the intricate lotus pattern on the dark blue sleeves, and the enchanting red lotus bloomed along his figure on the clothes, showing boundless beauty.

Su Shiyu lowered his eyes and looked at him carefully. After a long silence, he raised his hand and took off his outer robe and put it on Chu Mingyun's body.

Su Shiyu straightened up a little, but he couldn't help but pause when he withdrew his hand.

With deep eyes, he poked his finger hesitantly, and approached Chu Mingyun's eyebrows very slowly and carefully, but stopped just before his fingertips were about to touch it.

Su Shiyu lowered his eyes and smiled silently, as if mocking himself, but the moment he withdrew his hand, he was caught.

Chu Mingyun took his hand and pressed it to her cheek, and slowly opened her eyes, the depths and depths in the eyes fluctuated and suddenly seemed to be nothing, as if reflecting the most extreme mountains and rivers in the world.He didn't show any expression or open his mouth, he just stared at Su Shiyu.

Su Shiyu was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He was not in a hurry to pull his hand away, but just looked at him with a low eyebrow and a smile, "Master Chu looks like this...does he not recognize me?"

Chu Mingyun still didn't say a word, he let go of his hand and raised it again, reaching towards his face, Su Shiyu tilted his head slightly, his hand landed on the hairpin without hesitation, turned his wrist and pulled it out.

Mo hair poured down with his movements, three thousand black hairs were like a waterfall, ten feet of the world was silent.

The four eyes met, Su Shiyu didn't know why, Chu Mingyun's eyes were dark, and waves of shock emerged from the depths.

He let go of his hand, and the jade hairpin fell to the ground with a clear sound.

Chu Mingyun leaned over to support Su Shiyu's face and kissed him, without warning, caught off guard.

The outer robe slipped from the shoulders and fell to the ground, and fireflies flew among the deep tree shadows.

He traced the line of Su Shiyu's lips with his lips and tongue, and the tip of his tongue touched the gap between his teeth, carrying the scent of clear wine into Su Shiyu's mouth, licking and sucking, extremely lingering.

Su Shiyu froze suddenly, his mind was completely blank, his slightly widened eyes were facing Chu Mingyun's, and he couldn't tell what emotion was in it from too close a distance, only felt that it was unspeakable.

Chu Mingyun seemed to chuckle suddenly, blurred between his lips and teeth, and then bit his lips lightly.

A little numbness spread like a prairie fire, and Su Shiyu woke up suddenly with a throbbing heartbeat in his chest.

He raised his hand to hold Chu Mingyun's hand that was on the side of his face.

There was a sudden pain in his wrist, Chu Mingyun let go of his hand a little bit due to the pain, Su Shiyu took the opportunity to break away from him and took a few steps back, his eyes were staggered, each panting in a low voice.

There was a broken jade hairpin in the eyelids, Su Shiyu calmed down a little, and then said: "I'm awake."

Chu Mingyun looked down at a light red mark on his wrist, and said without emotion, "I'm not drunk."

Su Shiyu smiled, did not continue this topic, said his farewell, and left without waiting for an answer. He walked in a hurry without looking at him again.

Chu Mingyun stared at his back into the night, reached out to take the wine jar and drank it with his head up, letting the trickle slowly soak his clothes along his chin.

Half of the altar was drunk, and the cold wine entered his throat, but he still couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart.Pressing his fingertips on his lips, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled very softly,

"It's over."

After all, this sentence fell on himself.

When I no longer suppress and repel, no longer deceive myself.

The answer is so simple, but I have you in my heart.

Su Shiyu walked down the stone steps quickly, his mind was full of images from just now, his heart was so distraught, and the cool breeze from the mountains didn't calm him down, on the contrary, it made him feel faintly hot all over.

Rarely in his life, he was at such a loss that he didn't even dare to look at him again.

In a trance, he didn't even pay attention to someone walking towards him, until the other person made a surprised sound, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Master Su...?" Lu Qinghe stared at him uncertainly.

Su Shiyu looked over and smiled hastily at her, "I'm sorry."

After saying that, he passed her by without stopping.

Lu Qinghe stared at Su Shiyu's leaving figure in extreme bewilderment, not understanding how this calm doctor Yushi lost his composure.But Lu Qinghe didn't think about anything, turned around and took a deep breath, and walked up to the pavilion.

Sure enough, the man was sitting in the pavilion, leaning on the stone table in a leisurely posture, thinking about something, when he heard the footsteps and looked over, he frowned slightly, "Who are you?"

"The little girl's name is Lu Qinghe, and she is the daughter of Lu Shi, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment." Lu Qinghe bowed politely.

"What's the matter?" Chu Mingyun looked away, picked up the white robe on the ground, and carefully patted away the fine dust.

"It's nothing to worry about." Lu Qinghe mustered up his courage, and said the words he had prepared: "However, Mr. Taiwei, you are here to drink alone late at night, but do you have something to worry about?"

"There is something, but it's not really a worry." Chu Mingyun looked at the white robe in his hand, and smelled a faint smell of tranquilizing incense. He spoke with a deep smile, and said softly: "Just now I lay on the stone table and closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes and saw the person I was thinking about, I thought things through, and all the hardships turned into joy.”

"The person you're thinking of... Could it be Mr. Taiwei, your sweetheart?" Lu Qinghe rolled his eyes around the pavilion.

"Of course it is."

"Then, would you mind telling me, Lord Taiwei?" Lu Qinghe tentatively asked.

Chu Mingyun put on the robe calmly, and laughed lowly when he heard this, Subai fingers were pinching the embroidery on the skirt, he raised his eyelids little by little, looked over with a smile on his face, "Didn't you see him when you came up just now?"

Lu Qinghe was taken aback, and immediately recognized who the robe on his body belonged to, and then his memory went back to the first glimpse he saw, only to realize that he had ignored his smiling eyes, and the one in front of him was the white shirt Ru Hua.

Lu Qinghe's eyes fell on his loose skirt involuntarily, thinking about the relationship between the two of them that Lu Shi mentioned earlier, she thought of something, and immediately blushed uncontrollably.

Until returning to the room, Lu Qinghe still couldn't regain his senses.

An indescribable emotion churned in his heart, Lu Qinghe took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down.

Thinking back carefully, the Master Su he met on the mountain road was in a hurry, his long hair was loose, his face was obviously a little crimson under the bright moonlight, and Master Chu was wearing his robe on the mountain pavilion. The rendezvous, the bright moon and fine wine, that expression, the broken jade on the ground, and the water stains on the skirt...

Lu Qinghe's heart was trembling, his face was hot, and he sighed secretly, "Master Su is really...you can't be judged by appearance!"

After thinking about it again, Master Su clearly didn't want to stay any longer, only Master Chu stayed alone in the pavilion. Although he left a robe, he was still a little heartless...

The maid looked back and held her face in her hands, fluctuating from joy to sadness. Her own lady, whose expression fluctuated, was wondering whether she should tell the master that she seemed to be a demon, when Lu Qinghe covered her face and sighed heavily. He said, "Turn your head empty after the wind blows, Mr. Chu is so pitiful!"

The maid was dumbfounded.

Lu Qinghe put down his hands and looked at the maid, "Do you think Master Su and Master Chu are actually a good match?"

"what did you say?"

Lu Qinghe looked serious, and said solemnly: "As a child of the world, I have already thought about how I can go with the world. Since I like him, I should help him break away from that sad relationship and win his sincerity as soon as possible!"

maid:"……"