Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

In the early morning of the next day, under the steep mountain peaks, the military camp was covered with white, the cold wind whistling past, rolling up the snow all over the sky, for a moment, it was hard to tell whether the snow in the sky was falling from the sky or rolled up from the ground, the sky and the earth were only one color, white .

Cold, bleak.

The mountain was deep and snowy, and Su Qingchi stood tall and tall on the snowy ground. In the cold and freezing place, his complexion showed a blush. Even though he was wearing a gray and yellow uniform, he still couldn't conceal the worldly demeanor of that man.

He raised his hand to tidy up the clothes of the man who was about to travel, with a smile on his lips, "It's cold, bring an extra coat."

"En." Shang Chengen nodded, looking at him deeply.

Su Qingchi turned his eyes away and escaped from his sight, but the smile on his lips remained the same, gentle and reserved. Shang Chengen clearly saw a thousand words from those eyes, and he was also waiting, but the man After all, he only said one sentence, "Take care..."

Those two words, and a faint sigh, tightly clenched his heart, making him almost breathless.

Thousands of miles to send you off, there will be a farewell.

Shang Chengen jumped on the horse, and the reins swung a silver thread between the sky and the earth, the horse's hooves were trampling, and the snow waves churned.

Su Qingchi stared bewilderedly at the people and horses that disappeared into the sea of ​​ice and snow. He forgot to regain his senses for a long time. The wind threw away the remaining snow, as if there was only that figure that was fading away in the boundless world.

The thin lips murmured slightly, and lightly spit out a few words that have been held between the teeth for a long time: go early and return early.

Shang Chengen led the horse, and stood silently behind the man, his eyes were sore, if he didn't turn back, how long would this man stand here?If he never returns to this scripture, will this person stand here for the rest of his life, wishing for the rest of his life?

"You really have a heart of stone." Shang Chengen strode forward and hugged the man tightly, gritting his teeth every word, "Is it so difficult for you to say 'I'll go with you'?"

Su Qingchi paused for a moment, but when he came to his senses, he slowly smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, "Why are you back again? If you delay any longer, others will think that you have raised a concubine in the army, and are reluctant to leave."

Shang Chengen turned him around, held the other's face in his hands, lowered his hair and bit the slightly curved red lips fiercely, "Su Qingchi is so eloquent."

Su Qingchi let him bite, smiled lowly, held Shang Chengen's shoulder, and intertwined with his wet lips.

White and greasy snow, ink-colored horses, between heaven and earth, a pair of beautiful people, what a scene it is.

The two of them ran at full speed, not daring to stop for a while along the way.

Sichuan is more than [-] li away from the capital, and the two of them traveled day and night, at least six days. Moreover, in such a severe winter, the road became more and more difficult to walk, and it would inevitably delay a few days of work.

The fast horse traveled for seven days, almost without any rest in between. The horses and horses were already exhausted, and the dry food with them was exhausted. Now thinking that there is still a day's journey away from Beijing, the two of them discussed for a while and decided to rest for half a day.

This place is located in Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province, a place called Xili Township in Guanzhuang, Quwo County.On both sides of the bustling street, wine flags are fluttering, and there is a thin layer of snow on the flagpole. When the wind blows, the snow falls sparsely. The red buildings, green tiles, and vendors gather here, but it is a quiet and peaceful scene.

The two were leading the horse, stepping on the desolate stone path covered with thin snow, the horseshoes rattling, the fatigue of days was relieved at this time, the two looked at each other, seeing a trace of fatigue from the other side, and each could not help but smile.

Even in winter, this market town is still very lively, carrying small sedan chairs and carrying houses, entertainers performing arts, walking through the streets and alleys shouting old men with messy hair, and there are steaming snack shops on both sides of the street, full of people inside, very lively.

The warm light in winter pours down across the Hongqiao connecting the shops on both sides of the street, revealing an ancient fragrance, shining on the body, and dispersing the wind and dust all over the body.Su Qingchi looked at the children chasing and fighting on the road with soaring braids and the charcoal peddlers driving the old mules and carts along the street. He was more or less infected by the hot atmosphere here, his cheeks were slightly pink, and he said with a smile : "I didn't have time to pay attention along the way, it turns out that this place is so lively."

Shang Chengen looked at him with tiredness on his face, and couldn't bear it.

The two of them had been travelling, and their clothes were also covered with a layer of earth. He reached out and patted the snow and dust off Su Qingchi's shoulders, "There is an inn ahead, it's getting late, let's rest for a day, and we can go on the road tomorrow." Not too late."

Su Qingchi was indeed tired, and his whole body ached unbearably, so he nodded, "That's fine."

"Guest officer, two rooms, hot water will be delivered immediately, you two rest first, just let me know if you need anything." on the table.

"It's work."

After the store clerk left, Shang Chengen put down the burden in his hands, reached out to the teapot, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Su Qingchi, "Drink it warm."

Su Qingchi took it, lowered his head, took a sip, and turned his head to look at the furnishings in the room. Although it was the upper room, it was not luxurious at all. There was a slightly carved round table, four round thorns, and one side was carved with plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums. After folding the screen, there is only a canopy bed, and other than that, there are only some simple decorations, such as vases and landscape paintings.

Su Qingchi looked away from the carved bed covered with layers of curtains, shook the teacup in his hand, and blew a breath of hot air, "Would you like to go back to your room to rest for a while?"

Shang Chengen took a sip of hot tea, his face was exhausted, he couldn't help but glance at Su Qingchi, and said with a smile, "Which room should I go back to?"

As Fang said, the shop clerk had brought hot water, and the two of them simply wiped their faces with the hot water. The shop clerk took out the water and poured it out. Back and forth between the two, retreated tactfully.

Su Qingchi had already fallen asleep. He was probably extremely tired, so he didn't take off his clothes. He just fell asleep on the head of the bed like that. His complexion was a little pale due to the deep tiredness, and he felt a little more pity in the quietness.

Shang Chengen took off his outer clothes, sat on the edge of the bed and tucked up the quilt for him, gradually feeling tired, so he took off his clothes and lay down beside the man, with one hand on his waist.

In a daze, Su Qingchi felt a steady breath on his neck, a little damp and hot, moved his body, but found that his whole body was embraced by the other party, and the drowsiness was overwhelmed, and he subconsciously pressed the tip of his nose against the other's cheek. The familiar breath gradually allowed sleepiness to take over his mind.

Snow fell outside, and after the snow stopped, the wind picked up again, the wind settled down, and it was already dusk.

Inside the thick curtain, while Su Qingchi was still awake, Shang Chengen was encroaching on the other's lips and tongue inch by inch. Su Qingchi frowned, and gasped a few times from his lips and teeth, extremely reluctant.

Shang Chengen smiled lowly, patted the other person's cheek, "Qingchi, get up and eat something before going to sleep."

Su Qingchi leaned on the head of the bed, his whole body was covered with slumber, and he woke up lazily, "What time is it?"

"It's time, it's already been knocked down outside." Shang Chengen pulled the quilt to wrap him up, and hugged the other party together with the quilt with all his strength.

Su Qingchi was startled, and shouted, "What are you doing!"

Shang Chengen smiled brightly, and strode towards the round table in the center of the room with the man in his arms, "How is it? Sober now?"

Seeing that Su Qingchi pursed his lips and said nothing, Shang Chengen smiled and said, "If you don't think I'm heavy, why don't you hug me?"

Su Qingchi snorted and laughed in a low voice, "Let me down, what will it look like?"

This night, the moonlight is very good, the moon is white and the wind is clear, although there is a hint of coolness in the air, it is not too cold, it is suitable for a pot of wine in the flower garden, and the two drink together.

Su Qingchi didn't know that such an old-fashioned person like Shang Chengen actually had such a sense of elegance, but it was just what he wanted.

The boundless blue sky, the cool breeze and the bright moon, outside the window of the green bamboo pavilion, a few red plums protrude, the red plums are about to drip, against the unmelted white snow, it is very gratifying.There is a red clay stove under the stone table, and the warmth surrounds the feet. There is no chill at all. On the stone table, green plum wine is being boiled. The aroma of the wine is light and sultry.

The delicacies on the jade plate, the fine wine and fine wine, can not help but remind people of the time when they spent money like water and enjoyed the most luxurious scenery a year ago.

Although not nostalgic, after all, there is a bit of emotion.

Nowadays, things are different and people are different, how can people not feel sad?

Shang Chengen saw that Su Qingchi was obsessed with the wine glass, and he expected him to be hurt by the scene, so he picked up some food for him with his chopsticks, "Eat more, eat steamed buns with me these few days, it's hard for you."

Su Qingchi looked up at him, Shang Chengen smiled and kept silent, and poured him a glass of wine.

A glass of sake tastes fragrant but not greasy, mellow but not dry. After drinking, the fragrance remains on the lips and teeth. Su Qingchi lowers his head and sniffs, a mellow aroma lingers on the tip of his nose.

"How's the wine?"

"Very good." Su Qingchi replied with a smile.

Shang Chengen nodded, the two talked and laughed at Yanyan, and it was nightfall before they knew it.

The moonlit night was quiet, and the two couldn't bear to disturb the tranquility, so they each held a glass of wine and drank against the moon.

"Having a romantic relationship with the king, I will live up to my life."

Su Qingchi smiled and said, "When did Wufu become a poet?"

Shang Chengen stared at him intently, as if between the heavens and the earth, among the lingering fragrance of the wind, there was only this person who was drinking lightly with him.

Su Qingchi's face was slightly warmed by his eyes, and he immediately changed the subject, "By this time tomorrow, you must be in the Shangfu."

But with an unintentional sentence, both of them were silent. After a while, Shang Chengen frowned and said, "I have someone bring a message to Mo Jiu, and he has arranged a place for us. The house is smaller and remote, but it is extremely quiet. Tomorrow Let's go there first."

He said it was us, not you, and Su Qingchi couldn't help but feel a little hot, "That's fine."

After a while, the dew was thick and the moonlight was cool. When the night became thicker, the two felt a little chilly in their bodies, so they cleaned up the mess and went back to the room.

This night, talk to each other and have fun together.

Firstly, both of them were tired, and secondly, they were afraid of delaying the time, so they went to sleep after a little intimacy.

In the early morning of the next day, the two had breakfast, settled the money at the inn, and got on the horses. They rushed all the way without stopping, and finally arrived at the capital before sunset.

The sights were full of prosperity, and the two looked at the familiar scene in front of them, feeling a little dazed for a while.