Dote on My Husband Only in Another World

Have you ever been moved?

Ba Shao also looked at the distant mountains in front of him, but his thoughts drifted far away.

That was about six years ago, he was still an ignorant dude who only liked to spend time and drink, he stayed in Huajie and Liuxiang all day to hang out with the second-generation officials and rich second-generations in Yangcheng, so angry that his father pointed at his nose and cursed, Almost kicked him out of the house.But he didn't care at all.

That day when he was drunk again, he babbled and sang songs, and the servants who came to pick him up were dismissed by him, so he wanted to go around this Yangcheng by himself, and look at the city full of people. lights.That person appeared at that moment.

It was a scholar in a gray and white shirt, with a snow-white face and ordinary facial features, looking at him squatting in the corner vomited in the dark, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"

He wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the scholar in front of him, "Get lost, let him mind your own business."

But the scholar was not frightened by him, he stood not far away, looked at him quietly, watched him vomit filth all over the floor, then walked over and handed him a gray handkerchief.

"Wipe it off." The man said.

Ba Shao raised his head, looked at the scholar's plain facial features, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The man just looked at him quietly, Ba Shao suddenly found it interesting.So he took the handkerchief handed over by the scholar, and his nose was filled with a faint scent of saponins, just like the feeling of a scholar.

Later he asked the scholar, "Why did you stand there waiting for me that day."

The scholar looked at him and smiled faintly.He asked again, "You knew me before?"

This time the scholar stopped laughing and said, "Have you forgotten?"

Ba Shao really couldn't remember where he had seen this scholar, so he shook his head.The scholar's eyes dimmed a bit, and he said quietly, "Why bother to care about whether you knew each other before, don't you know each other now?"

When he thought about it, it made sense.The scholar was born in an ordinary family and is the teacher of a rural private school.Ba Shao never thought that his life would intersect with such a scholar.They were supposed to be people from two worlds. The scholar has a gentle personality, and his only hobby is reading. Ba Shao is a restless temperament, but he can still stay in the study with the scholar for a whole day. Even Ba Shao is surprised .

The scholar said, "Don't go to those places all day long, drinking too much alcohol is not good for your health."

So he really didn't go to Huajie and Liuxiang anymore, and spent all day pestering the scholar, who was reading, and he couldn't calm down, so he walked around and looked around, and then picked a branch to tickle the scholar.The scholar who was disturbed and couldn't stand it anymore stared back at him, and then he acted like a baby and pretended to be pitiful, "I'm hungry."

The scholar sighed, put down the book and went into the kitchen.He also dropped the branches and followed in a hurry.The scholar lived in a simple room, not as big as his bedroom, but Feng Bashao felt that staying in this simple room was very comfortable.Ba Shao always felt that the scholar was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.But whenever he asked, the scholar would look at him with worried eyes, "Does it matter if you recognize him or not?"

He shook his head and sighed, feeling that the scholar was right.Yes, what does it matter if you know each other?

One day, Feng Bashao leaned against the willow tree by the lake, looked at the scholar sitting on the grass reading a book and asked, "Zimo, what kind of person do you like?"

The scholar was taken aback for a moment, put down the book in his hand, looked up at the calm lake, and said after a while, "Mmm...a learned man."

"..."

From then on, Feng Bashao, who had a headache just reading a book, read a book for the first time.The older brothers in the mansion were all dumbfounded, and the sixth brother asked him, "Old Ba, Lao Ba, could it be that the sun came out from the west, and my eighth brother, who usually likes to go to flower houses and drink flower wine the most, actually stopped going to flower streets to read books?" , strange, strange."

"..." The angry Ba Shao picked up the book beside him and threw it at his sixth brother.

At that time, Ba Shao was a rare student who was eager to learn, and went to the scholar with a book in his pocket, "What does this mean? I don't understand it."

The scholar was very patient and explained to him bit by bit, but Ba Shao didn't listen to a word, his eyes were all lingering on the scholar's face.The afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the window, just shining on the plain face of the scholar.For a moment, Ba Shao felt that this plain face was no longer plain, but scratched his heart.

By coincidence, he reached out and took the scholar's hand.The scholar was stunned for a moment, blushing up to his neck, and pulled away his hand in panic, "You...why are you doing this?"

"Do you have someone you like?" Ba Shao's beautiful eyes were burning like fire, as if he wanted to burn the scholar's skin.

The scholar turned his head and flipped through the bookshelf behind him in a panic, "Why...why do you ask such a question."

But Ba Shao didn't give him a chance to dodge, Ba Shao stepped forward and blocked him between the bookshelf and himself, "Do you like me?"

The scholar's face turned into an apple, and his eyes were full of panic.Ba Shao saw his burning eyes, and he felt that under the gaze of those eyes, his body also became hot.So he kissed the scholar's lips involuntarily.

The scholar's lips were soft, and his body also had a faint saponin smell that he was familiar with.Ba Shao likes this taste very much, because it is the taste that only belongs to scholars.

The scholar wanted to push him away at first, but he failed to push away Ba Shao's restraint after several times.

Ba Shao finally let go of the person in his arms. He looked at the blushing scholar and asked word by word, "Zimo, you also like me, right?"

Scholar Su Zimo lowered his eyes and nodded halfway, "Yeah."

Unable to hold back any longer, the Eighth Master hugged him horizontally.The scholar panicked, "What are you going to do?"

Ba Shao smiled wickedly, "Naturally I want you."

The scholar looked at the open door in a panic, and said shyly, "The door...the door is not closed..."

Ba Shao didn't care, "How long has it been, there must be no one else."

The scholar shook his head like a rattle.Ba Shao is a considerate lover, so he put down the scholar, turned around and closed the door, but when he turned around, the scholar had already arranged his clothes, standing on the bookshelf and looking at him with those faint eyes.

Ba Shao's heart was already on fire at this moment, and he was about to hug someone and press him on the bookshelf, but was pushed away by the scholar.The scholar said, "Too fast."

"..."

The scholar looked at him, and suddenly smiled, that smile was so beautiful that it almost blurred Ba Shao's eyes.Then he heard the scholar say, "Qingyang? Do you think I'm a petty official in Hualou?"

My heart felt as if it had been knocked by something, and the dull pain was severe.He shook his head, "Of course not, how can those petty officials compare with you."

"If this is not the case, you can go now."

"Why?" Feng Bashao didn't understand why this person changed so quickly.

The scholar took out the inkstone on the side, and spread out the pen and paper.Ba Shao held the scholar's arm, a little anxiously, "Zimo, what's the matter, didn't you feel well just now?"

"Oh?" The scholar raised his eyes and looked at him with raised eyebrows.There was an alienation in that look that Feng Qingyang couldn't understand.

Feng Qingyang couldn't help but hugged him from behind, "Zimo, believe me, I will marry you. I will tell my father when I get back that I will marry you."

The scholar chuckled, "Forget it, Qingyang, I am a man, and you are also a man. Will your father agree?"

Ba Shao nodded, "Yes, yes. I will convince him."

The corner of the scholar's mouth was raised, but he was so disdainful.

This smile seemed to have stimulated Ba Shao, so Ba Shao gritted his teeth and said, "Zimo, just wait, I will tell my father, and I will marry you with eight palanquins."

Mainland men can marry brothers and women.But men marry men are rare, and it is not without precedent that men marry men, but who would allow a rich man to marry a man?This is simply a joke.So when Old General Feng heard that his son was going to marry a man, he slapped the table angrily. "It's fine for you to go to the flower street, drink flower wine and hang out with those small officials and actors, but now you want to marry a man to start? Don't even think about it!"

It was the first time Ba Shao contradicted the majestic father. He was beaten all over his body and almost broke his legs.He heard his father crying and begging his father, he heard his brothers stopping his furious father, and he heard the sound of the door closing.

He was in bed for two months.

It was military doctor Zhang Leng who came to heal his wound.The military doctor with gray beard and white hair has treated him since he was a child. This is the military doctor who watched him grow up.Ba Shao was lying on the bed, and the military doctor was giving him medicine.He asked the military doctor with red eyes, "Uncle Zhang, can men really not marry men?"

"..." Without waiting for an answer, Ba Shao asked again, "Uncle Zhang, why don't you get married?"

He obviously felt the hand that was applying the medicine behind him tremble, and the clever Ba Shao instantly understood, "Uncle Zhang, what kind of person is he?"

"..." After a while, just when he thought he couldn't get a response, the military doctor said, "He's dead."

"……sorry."

The military doctor put away the ointment coldly, "It's nothing, I've seen through it a long time ago."

"...how did he die?"

The military doctor glanced back at him, then lowered his head to tidy up the medicine box, and said while tidying up, "Your wound is almost healed. In a few days, you'll be able to walk on the ground."

"..." Ba Shao was thinking about how to escape from the supervision of his servants at home, and then he heard the military doctor who walked to the door turn around and say to him, "There are some things that can't be controlled by others. You'd better... be careful."

He gritted his teeth, "My fate is up to me."

Two months is not long or short, but it can change some things.

His father called him into the study and threw him a stack of materials.After seeing clearly what those materials were, he turned pale, shook his head and said, "No...impossible."

His father said coldly, "Whether you believe it or not, these are facts. This brother named Su Zimo, he is Su Ziqing, the adviser under Wang Tao's curtain, and he is very valuable to him."

Wang Tao is the prime minister of the current court, and Feng Ruyang, one civil and one military, each occupy half of the court. When the two have different political views, they look at each other disliked.In recent years, Feng Ruyang's reputation in the army has been rising day by day. Wang Tao saw it, and said a lot of bad things in Emperor Shengyang's ears.This is also the reason why Emperor Shengyang has become more and more wary of them in recent years.

"No...impossible." Old General Feng looked at Ba Zi's pale face, and there was anger in his heart, but it was exhausted when he met the persistence and despair in his eyes.He snorted coldly, "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin. If you don't believe me, you can ask him yourself."

After speaking, the angry old general walked away.

Ba Shao went to the familiar hut, and then he saw the scholar watering the flowers in the garden.He was still wearing the gray and white cloth shirt, and his slightly pale face was stained with a blush from the sunlight.He may have heard footsteps at the door, and when he turned around, he saw the dazed young man standing at the door, and was so shocked that he dropped the kettle in his hand.

"You..." Originally, there were a lot of concerned words, but when he met the questioning eyes of Mr. Shang, he was speechless.

"Su Ziqing is your brother?"

He looked down at the flowers in his hands, and nodded halfway.

"Why don't you dare to look at me?" Feng Qingyang angrily grabbed the scholar's wrist, forcing the scholar to raise his head and look at him.Then, from the panicked eyes of the scholar, he saw himself furious.

Feng Qingyang stared at him with red eyes, "Why did you lie to me?"

"...I'm sorry." The scholar lowered his head, but the expression on his face was indifferent.

It's that damn indifferent expression.Shouldn't he explain it to himself?There are difficulties in explaining these things, and he has reasons for explaining. If he explains, he is willing to believe no matter what the reasons are.But why does this guy just not explain, why is there such an indifferent and alienated expression?

"At the beginning, you also intended to get close to me?"

"..." The scholar looked at him quietly, his dark eyes were calm.

"Are you right? Are you not as right as they said?" Feng Qingyang had never spoken in such a low voice.But at this moment, he was so humble.

"……sorry."

Fucking sorry!

The pent-up anger was finally ignited at that moment, and he couldn't help but push him against the wall, kissing heart-piercingly but without any rules.During the collision, he bit the opponent's tongue and the corner of his mouth, and there was a strong smell of blood in his mouth.Like an angry leopard, he asked with red eyes, "Are you using me? Those who are kind to me are just to get close to me... You never liked me, did you?"

The scholar turned his face away, frowning tightly, biting his lip, unwilling to leave even the slightest sentence to him.

Furious, Feng Bashao pinched the scholar's chin, "Why don't you dare look at me?"

The scholar suddenly laughed, and he chuckled softly, "Why don't I dare to look at you?"

"..."

"Yes, I approached you on purpose that day."

"..."

"My elder brother is an adviser under Prime Minister Wang's curtain. I approached you because of..."

"for what?"

The scholar bit his lip and said nothing.

But Feng Bashao sighed suddenly, rubbing the corner of the scholar's mouth bitten by himself, suddenly felt a pain in his heart.He gently kissed the bitten corner of his mouth, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

The scholar shook his head with red eyes.

"Why are you lying to me?"

"..."

"Do you think I'm a fool? Can't I see that you are lying to me? We have been together these days, although you have never mentioned your brother. But the place you live in can't fool me. The cute things in this place You are a kind person, Zimo, if not, how can you be a small private school teacher in such a place with your talent?"

"..."

"Zimo, do you have any unavoidable difficulties? You tell me, at worst we will go far away."

The scholar finally opened his mouth, and heaved a long sigh, "Qingyang, why are you forcing me like this?" He raised his head, looking at him with those dark and clear eyes, which were full of unresolved sorrow, and he said, "Qingyang... Yang, we are people from two worlds."

"I don't care, I like you, Zimo, I love you." Ba Shao couldn't help but put his arms around the scholar, holding his face, "You love me too, right, Zimo."

"..."

No response was received because the answer was already in the scholar's response.The scholar suddenly put his arms around him, raised his head and bit his lip passionately.Their kiss was so hot, as if time stood still at this moment.Qingyang entered the room with his lover in his arms.The scholar snorted softly, "Go to bed."

"it is good."

The moment he took off his clothes, the scholar's thin body appeared in Ba Shao's eyes.There were shocking scars on his body, Ba Shao gasped for breath and said tremblingly, "This is?"

Zimo didn't care, "I was hurt when I was young."

The Eighth Major General's arms became tighter, and he gently kissed those scarred wounds over and over again.There is pain in my heart and eyes.It turned out that he never knew the person in front of him, he didn't understand before, and he doesn't understand now.But he knew one thing, "In the future, I will never allow anyone to hurt you like this again."

The scholar didn't say anything, but put his arms around his neck, his legs wrapped around Ba Shao's strong waist, and he whispered in his ear, "Qingyang, be gentle."