Canghuan Seven Palaces

Temperament, heart is quite soft.

"Master..." Feng Lan was a little hesitant, and squeezed slowly to Si Cangqing's side. Even here, it was only enough for one person to shelter from the rain, and would be blown by rain stars from time to time.

As soon as she squeezed to Si Cangqing's side, Feng Lan was pulled down by a strong force, and she couldn't help but yelled softly: "Ah..."

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"Master," Feng Lan panicked, trying to get up from Si Cangqing's body in a hurry, but he didn't expect the other party to drag him into his arms.For a moment, her mind was extremely chaotic, Feng Lan blushed and panicked, "Master, let me go..."

"Don't move," Si Cangqing said in a low voice with some impatience, and stretched out his hand to embrace the other party in his arms.He is not Feng Lan, who gave up his seat to others to hide from the rain, while he was drenched in the rain.However, he didn't want to see Feng Lan huddled among the refugees, letting the wind blow and the rain beat him. Such a scene made him feel a little unhappy.

Seeing Si Cangqing who looked normal, Feng Lan paused for a push and stared blankly at him.It took a while to realize that the place was too small and crowded, Si Cangqing let him sit in her arms to keep him from the rain!

master……

Feng Lan sighed quietly, he really cared about herself!Obviously always so cold and ruthless, he looks indifferent to anyone and everything, but he always cares about himself without any trace.

Slightly lowering her eyes, Feng Lan thought of herself who had been depressed for a long time because of Fourteen's words a few days ago, and smiled in relief. What more could he ask for to be treated like this by Si Cangqing?

Here, Feng Lan's thoughts are flying wildly, and Si Cangqing just sits there cross-legged, closing his eyes and resting his mind, with one hand naturally wrapping around Feng Lan's waist; , not like the refugees in other places crowded together, they all kept silent, secretly looking at the two of them from time to time.

Sensing dozens of gazes around her, no matter how dull Feng Lan was, she couldn't pretend to be ignorant. She glanced around, then looked at Si Cangqing, her face flushed slightly, and she whispered: "Master, we still have some dry food. Can you..."

"It's up to you!" Si Cangqing said calmly before Feng Lan finished speaking.

"Thank you, master." Feng Lan was agitated, and opened the bag beside her, rejoicing in her heart. Fortunately, just in case, he prepared a lot of dry food. Although it was not delicious, it was very filling.

Picking up the bag, Feng Lan remembered that there were two umbrellas, which she had forgotten just now, and looked at Si Cangqing who was still hugging her. The crowd, who were soaked through, said, "There are two umbrellas here, squeeze them together."

"Thank you, sir!" Those people quickly thanked.

Feng Lan's face was slightly embarrassed, and she took out the dry food again, a little puzzled: There are so many people, the dry food can't be divided!

When Feng Lan was in trouble, the eyes of everyone in the room were fixed on the bag in his hand, and they swallowed their saliva from time to time, all looking a little eager to move.

At this time, Si Cangqing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the crowd. His cold eyes immediately made everyone a little timid, and they dared not make any mistakes.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Lan finally made up her mind, and said with a little difficulty: "Our dry food is limited, so we can only distribute it to some of you."

It was said that the refugees were all staring at Feng Lan's every move with piercing eyes. If it weren't for Si Cangqing's cold eyes, they would probably come forward to snatch her.

"I'll do it." Si Cangqing said suddenly, took the burden from Feng Lan, and then scanned everyone one by one, throwing the divided dry food into someone's arms accurately from time to time.

Everyone's eager eyes made Feng Lan feel uncomfortable, so she looked away and just looked down at Si Cangqing's clothes.

After a while, Si Cangqing finished distributing the dry food, and said lightly, "In a few days, the government will open the granary, so please be patient for a few more days!"

"Really?" Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed and asked in a hurry.

"How do you know?" one of the bold men asked, staring at Si Cangqing.

Si Cangqing stopped talking, closed his eyes again, and ignored the somewhat disturbed refugees.

Looking at the handsome face in front of her eyes, the complicated emotions that Feng Lan had forgotten surged into her heart again.Just now, it was because of herself that Si Cangqing took more care of her "nosy"!

The night gradually deepened.The rain also stopped.

The refugees who were a little crowded at first also fell asleep exhausted.Inside the broken house, there was silence.

Feng Lan, who had been sitting stiffly in Si Cangqing's arms, slowly relaxed, looked at Si Cangqing who had been closing her eyes, hesitated for a moment, then carefully stretched out her hands, and gently hugged the other person's waist .

Feeling that the other party had no intention of stopping, Feng Lan slowly leaned her head on Si Cangqing's shoulder, her hands could not help but exert some force, and hugged him tightly.

Si Cangqing, like an old monk in meditation, did not make any movement from the beginning to the end.

In the night, in the dilapidated house, among the refugees, the two cuddled together.

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Leaning in Si Cangqing's arms, smelling the familiar and reassuring fragrance, the corners of Feng Lan's lips slightly curved, revealing a satisfied smile.Although I am a big man, it is a bit strange to sit in the arms of a man who is five or six years younger than me like this.but……

The feeling of being full in the heart cannot be suppressed.

"master……"

With his eyes closed, Feng Lan called softly, he knew that Si Cangqing was definitely not asleep.

"Ah."

"I," Feng Lan's voice was so low that even he himself could not hear clearly, "Can I stay by Master's side forever like this?"

Si Cangqing heard it, and responded lightly, "Yes."

The smile quietly increased, Feng Lan opened her eyes again, slowly raised her head, leaned on Si Cangqing's shoulder, and stared at the handsome face in front of her, perfect and cold.He murmured, his voice was vague, "Master, I like you..."

The timing and the venue were wrong, but in such an atmosphere, a crazy impulse arose in Feng Lan's heart, which made him involuntarily speak out the deepest words in his heart.

... Even if it is the consequences of destroying the world, there will be no regrets!

Si Cangqing finally opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and saw the familiar pair of clear and soft eyes right in front of him, "Like me?"

Facing Si Cangqing's eyes, the courage just now disappeared all of a sudden, Feng Lan lowered her head in panic and embarrassment, not daring to look at Si Cangqing's reaction.

Quietly looking at Feng Lan who was hanging her head on her chest, Si Cangqing couldn't deny that when she heard him say that she liked it just now, she felt a little joy in her heart.Although he doesn't quite understand the meaning of liking, it doesn't mean that Si Cangqing is stupid. He clearly knows that Feng Lan is different, and may hold more weight in his heart than Luhuan and the others.

He didn't know if this feeling was just liking.

Seeing Feng Lan who was at a loss, Si Cangqing didn't ask any more questions, but said coldly, "Since you said you liked me, you can't go back on your word."

If it was someone else, he wouldn't care if he liked it or not, but Feng Lan was different, since he cared, and he said he liked him, he couldn't let go.

A little stunned, Feng Lan suddenly raised her head and looked straight into Si Cangqing's eyes, in which there was still a hint of coldness and tenderness.

"master……"

"Lan," Si Cangqing's tone was still somewhat scattered, "I don't know if I like you or not. I don't understand these things, but if it's you, I'm willing to give it a try."

The body trembled slightly, Feng Lan's eye circles were slightly red, the corners of her lips slightly raised a shallow arc, and her tone was firm, "Feng Lan likes Master, and I will never regret it." After a while, he tightened his arms even more , buried his head deeply in Si Cangqing's shoulder socket.

"En." Si Cangqing raised his other hand, gently patted the slightly trembling body in his arms, and the arm around Feng Lan's waist also increased a little strength, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Rest. Let's go!"

Nodding without words, Feng Lan closed her eyes tightly with a smile, nestled in Si Cangqing's arms, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

……

In Zhaoyang City, the prosperity of the past is no longer there, and the streets are full of refugees who flowed in some time ago, and it is in chaos.

In a large restaurant, every corner is crowded with people.

In the study room in the backyard, a half-centenarian old man, with a mournful face, said to the young man who was sitting at the desk and doing abacus, "Boss, we have spent all the money we earned last year in the past half month. There are more and more of those refugees now, it is not an option to continue like this!"

The young man smiled gently, "Uncle Fu, the money you earn is for spending. You can earn it after it's gone!"

"Master..." Uncle Fu looked sad, and looked at the other party cautiously, "You, have you been stimulated by something?"

The implication is that you are out of your mind!

Hearing this, the young man was not annoyed, and smiled, "Uncle Fu, don't worry, my boss is doing well!"

"Little old man, I don't understand..." Uncle Fu murmured, it can't be blamed for his stupidity, he couldn't figure out the meaning of the boss, even the other staff in the restaurant also felt that the boss was stimulated.In this world, no one knows that Qiu Pingtian, the owner of Qiuluo Villa, the richest man in the world, is a penny-pinching iron rooster who always carries his abacus with him, even when he sleeps.

Now, Qiu Pingtian, who came to Jiangdong to inspect the shops, just happened to catch up with this refugee rebellion, and Zhaoyang City was sealed off, unable to go out.I don't know what is wrong with the young master of the owner. Seeing that the refugees all over the street have nowhere to live and nothing to eat, he insisted on giving up this restaurant that ordinary people rarely visit.

At this time, which other merchants took the opportunity to drive up prices and make a fortune, but it happened that this always shrewd owner made a mess.

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