Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

The corners of Su Qingchi's eyes narrowed slightly, his chin was already pinched.

The corner of Shang Chengen's mouth curled up slightly, with a cruel arc, so cold and arrogant that he was unreasonable.

"Why did you seduce my elder brother several times?"

Su Qingchi squinted at him shallowly. There was no trace of fear in her beautiful eyes, but only contempt and sarcasm, which was even worse than Shang Chengen's eyes.

A trace of disgust flashed in Shang Chengen's eyes, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, "What my brother can give you, I, the merchant's second young master, can also give you the same."

The cold gaze disappeared on Su Qingchi's lips together with the cold ending.

The well-shaped lips were violently violated like never before, without a trace of emotion or warmth, just kissing and biting stiffly, and the strong breath made Su Qingchi breathless.

The fierce interweaving of lips and tongue, the contest between conquering and being conquered, was actually a bloodbath.

After a long time, Shang Chengen let go of his hand, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even wider. He spat out bloody phlegm with a pooh, and wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, "Oh, isn't it enough? It's really hard to serve."

Shang Chengen's hand has not yet been raised.

"Snapped----"

A crisp and decisive sound silenced everything.

"Get out of this yard for me."

The corners of Su Qingchi's blood-stained mouth did not have a trace of curvature, and his thin white fingers like green onions pointed at the gate of the courtyard.

Autumn is passing by very quickly, the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, and the Double Ninth Festival is over. The "Rabbit Master" that children in the capital love most is less, replaced by candied haws that are hawked at the end of the streets and alleys; "The autumn colors are beautiful", and most of the small buildings where the dudes in Beijing fight crickets are closed, and every household is already preparing a nine-nine-nine cold-dispelling map.

"Bingtang... gourd, freshly dipped!"

This kind of selling can be heard at the entrance of theaters, temple fairs, restaurants and inns.

Regarding the name of candied haws, Tianjin is called "Tangduner", and Shanghai is called "Sugar Hawthorn". typical.

Red fruit, crabapple, quince, yam, there are so many names, no wonder the children would rather give up golden beans and clamor for them.

At this time, Shichahai and the moat were also frozen.

The capital city is no different than other places. It is said that winter has entered the winter, and there is no time for people to adapt. It seems that when the cold wind blows, the inside and outside of the capital city have been crushed to nothing.

The West Ancestral Hall was managed by Hua Jingzhao and shopkeeper Qian, so Su Qingchi didn't need to worry about it.

Su Baoer moved into the business more than two months ago. Su Qingchi let it go, except that he was not allowed to come back during the holidays. If he didn't learn some real materials within half a year, he didn't have to come back. He just came back. He also broke his legs with a rolling pin.

The formerly bustling courtyard is now only Su Qingchi, who wakes up every morning and has breakfast, then puts on a sable fur cloak and goes out, or in teahouses, restaurants, or temple fair theaters, ordering two cups of green tea for a few days. Dish dim sum, listen to popular events in Beijing, such as which adult Jinwu Zangjiao was caught by the court, and made a fuss, or which concubine the emperor has recently conferred, ranging from royal nobles to street Hanako , can become the talk of the common people after dinner, they can talk happily, and Su Qingchi can also listen to it with interest.

If one day I’m too lazy to run, I’ll wrap myself in a thick blanket and lean on the bed, take a sip of scented tea, read three or four ancient books, and just read the scent of tea, which is enough to pass the whole day.This is how to go to sleep any day, sleep on the bedside and sleep in the dark without being disturbed by anyone. When you are hungry, go outside and order some hot soup and snacks to keep out the cold, or make a stove by yourself, boil fresh and thick soup, and rinse some meat slices and vegetables. , and then take out the self-brewed plum shochu, which can relieve hunger and drive away the cold. Where can I find such comfort?

It goes without saying that Su Qingchi took Su Bao'er to wander around earlier, and life was hard, so he had some roots of illness early on.

The tortoise and snake medicinal wine that was brewed according to the medical book is almost used up now. If in the past, Su Baoer would run errands for him to buy the medicinal materials if he just waved his hand, even if Su Baoer is not there, there is also Hua Jingzhao. Take a look at this time He drove away one or two of the empty yards, and now he can only rely on himself.

The courtyard door was opened, and a gust of cold wind came in with icy frost. Even though Su Qingchi was tightly wrapped in animal skins, he couldn't help shivering. He tightened his cloak, Su Qingchi turned around and was about to lock it. When he opened the door, he heard the creaking of snow behind him.

Someone is behind.

"Who?" Su Qingchi turned around abruptly, his tone sharp.

"Qingchi..." The visitor was covered in snow, his eyebrows were covered with frost, and his lips were black and blue.

Su Qingchi's heart softened.

The small white clay flower pot stove was burning vigorously on the shelf, and there were a few short popping sounds from time to time, and the fiery red charcoal fire illuminated the room warmly.

Su Qingchi poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to the man opposite who was looking at him without blinking, "Drink it, warm your body."

Shang Chengde stretched out his hand, touched Su Qingchi with his finger, and grabbed it tightly.

Su Qingchi let him hold on, "After drinking tea, let's go back, it's getting late."

Shang Chengde shook his head, "Qingchi..."

Su Qingchi interrupted him, "Today, let's make everything clear."

He broke away from Shang Chengde's hand, sat down gracefully on the grand master's chair, took a cup of tea, took a sip, and said in a light tone, "The reason why I got close to you at the beginning was because you were the eldest son of the merchant, and the merchant is rich. Enemy country, this is a well-known fact, and having your business as a backer is a glorious thing, and you may not be able to understand it."

Seeing that Shang Chengde was silent, Su Qingchi snorted softly, "You are also human, why are you born with no worries about food and clothing, while we have to follow others to beg for food? Heh, what's wrong with the actor, the actor has to give Are you playing around? There is not enough on stage, so you have to wait on the bed?"

Su Qingchi stood up and sneered at Shang Chengde, "Don't think that you are different from others in my eyes, no, you are different, because you are the son of the richest businessman in the capital, and I played with you between applause Wouldn't it be better than others..."

Something lightly rubbed against the lips, with silk-like delicacy and a faint elegant fragrance, which could not be detected unless one smelled it carefully.

Shang Chengde traced Su Qingchi's lips carefully with a finger, but he didn't see the slightest anger, and even smiled, "The mouth grease sold in ordinary shops is not clean, but mine is prepared with spices tributed from the Western Regions. Then condense it and wrap it with high-quality green oil, which is more than a little better than those in the shop."

Seeing Su Qingchi's unresponsive appearance, Shang Chengde chuckled, and pinched the corner of his mouth lightly, "You didn't feel your mouth dry when you said so many words just now?"

Su Qingchi turned his head aside and said nothing.

Shang Chengde smiled, put down the oblate rouge box with the pattern of sapphire phoenix and bird in his hand, held Su Qingchi's cheek in both hands, and asked him to face himself, "You have such a small mouth, you have often deceived me. The 50 taels were cheated by you like this, if I believed your words like this, wouldn’t I have to suffer again?”

Knowing that he was talking about the first time the two met, Su Qingchi immediately rolled his eyes at him, "Did I force you to pay the money back then? Now that I have to pay it back, it's gone."

Turning around, he looked like a rascal.

When Shang Chengde had seen Su Qingchi like this, he felt his heart throbbing and couldn't help but hug him into his arms.

His action is already bold.

After all, he and Su Qingchi have known each other for half a year, and the relationship has always been not shallow. Although Shang Chengde hoped that the relationship between the two could go deeper, he never dared to take any action lightly. She was afraid that she would not be able to hold herself back and do something that would hurt Su Qingchi.

And Su Qingchi has a cold temper, he seems to never know what intimacy is, and he has a pure virginal aura all over his body.

The more he was like this, the more Shang Chengde cherished him, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Shang Chengde's shoulders are broad and thick, holding Su Qingchi in his arms at this time, it seems even more delicate and elegant in his arms.

"Qingchi, now I have two faces. Although the second brother is usually serious, he has been close to me since he was a child. I have never said a serious word to him when I grew up. I beat him that time because of you. Now that I don’t talk to him when I meet him, that’s fine, let’s talk between brothers, where’s the overnight feud, but you, you are so ruthless, let me stand at your door for two months .”

Shang Chengde has always spoken softly, Su Qingchi has never seen him get angry during the six months he has been with him, let alone hit Shang Chengen that day, how could Su Qingchi not feel it, but the words had already been left behind Well, the gate of this courtyard won't allow anyone surnamed Shang to step in, so why not ask him to open the gate for him in person?

"Isn't that right? I'm a monster, and I specialize in destroying the harmony between brothers." Su Qingchi rolled his eyes.

Shang Chengde smiled wryly, "You."

"If you haven't let go yet, how long are you going to hug?"

Shang Chengde acted as if he hadn't heard of it, he just hugged his slender waist tightly, "Today's snow is really heavy."

"Shang Chengde!"

"The snow at the entrance of the alley is almost knee-deep."

"..."

"I heard people on the road that it will be bigger at night."

"...What exactly do you want to say?"

Shang Chengde showed his white teeth, "So, I'll stay tonight."

The snow on the next day was really heavy. Looking around, the inside and outside of the capital city was covered in white, so white that it was dazzling.

Just after coming out of the small courtyard, Shang Chengde gathered up his robe, lowered his head, and was about to leave when stepping on the snow falling from the door, when Su Qingchi's voice came from behind him, he turned his head, Su Qingchi was only wearing a She came out without wearing a cloak or even a cloak.

The snow in the middle of the yard had melted into water, and it was icy cold. Su Qingchi didn't even wear socks, and only wore shoes on his bare feet.

"Qingchi? How did you come out, my God, it's freezing."

Shang Chengde hurried over, took off his cloak and wrapped Su Qingchi in, breathing hot air and rubbing his arms.

"Take this with you on the road."

Su Qingchi stuffed something into his hand.

Shang Chengde only felt warmth in his arms, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a hand warmer, and his heart suddenly felt warm.

"Still leaving, how about being a door god?"

Su Qingchi gave him a sideways glance, and decisively closed the courtyard door.

Shang Chengde was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at the wooden door.

The hand warmer still carried the elegant and warm fragrance of the two people's bed. When I lowered my head and sniffed lightly, it was full of the smell of that person.

Thinking of the scene where the two of them fell asleep together last night, Shang Chengde's face turned hot, and he put away the hand warmer. Shang Chengde looked at the silvery white covering the sky, lowered his head and smiled and walked forward.

It was still early at this time, when Shang Chengde returned to the Shang mansion, a group of servants were sweeping the snow in the yard with big brooms.

The courtyard of the Shang Mansion has an ingenious scenery, strange mountains and thin rocks, emerald pavilions and clear waters. Now the white walls and glazed tiles are covered with a layer of silver, and there are patches of snow islands floating on the lake. There are also thousands of icicles hanging down in front, gold and silver are clear.

Sparing the Bajiao Viewing Snow Pavilion, Shang Chengde thought about it, and detoured to Shang Chengen's yard.

The voices of two people were heard from afar.

"The upper body is straight, the chest is closed, the back is straight, tsk, stand firm!"

"I have so many, many bowls on my body, you still kick me, you kick me, the water in this bowl is not good, it's strange if you don't spill it."

"The horse is steady."

"You, you, you obviously want to freeze, freeze me to death, hmph."

"Spread your legs apart and don't shake."

"Come and squat, squat for an hour to watch, see, you have it now, if you have any tricks, just use it, use it, and later, I will learn it, see if I don't, if I don't beat you, you will piss, piss, let , let you bully my brother."

"There's so much nonsense, it seems that I can stick around for an hour."

"You, you are not human."

"Two hours."

"you……"

"Ok?"

"..."

Su Baoer is single-clothed in the middle of the courtyard, with a bowl of water on the top of his head, shoulders, arms, and thighs. Some of the water has formed popsicles on the edge of the bowl, and some of it has frozen on Su Baoer's clothes. One, Su Baoer's lips were a little pale, but her eyes staring at Shang Chengen were very imposing, and her two cheeks were bulging like toads. It seemed that the pricking in the previous two months was not without effect.

Shang Chengen was also dressed in light clothes, and walked around Su Baoer, examining his posture with critical eyes, and if there was something wrong, he immediately kicked him up without mercy.

After being kicked again, Su Baoer was a little unsteady, but her mouth was very hard, "Shang, you wait for me."

"It's not too late to say these words after you've graduated from the teacher." Shang Chengen still had an expressionless face.

Su Bao'er was about to vomit blood, and gnashed her teeth, "My brother said a prescription, the prescription, Tiannanxing, Caoconitou, white silkworm, bletilla striata, grind into fine powder, add raw eel blood, apply it twice a day, cure facial paralysis .”

"Four hours."

"..."