I want it all

On the way back, Shi Hongying couldn't help asking, "Are you going to marry Su Lang?"

Shen Feiyun froze for a moment, then nodded.

"No wonder." Shi Hongying said sternly, "He has only been in power for half a year, and most of the people he used were the old courtiers of the first emperor, and he has dealt with him for two or three years at most. He relied on the people in Yangzhou to take the position, but he may not fully trust them, and he may even beat them. They obey."

Shen Feiyun knew that Shi Hongying was smart, and the Jian Yishan he heard from her was like another person.

In fact, Shen Feiyun may not have thought of these things, but he just didn't want to think about them.

Shi Hongying said calmly: "If he wants to marry me, why does he have to be filial piety for his uncle? He just put me on top for two and a half years to test the reactions from all over the world. He kept his body for half a year, and the forces of all parties must be impatient to enter the harem." Man, I'm just an excuse."

"Aren't you going to marry?" Shen Feiyun pondered her thoughts.

"No." Shi Hongying frowned, "Actually, I was just bickering with him, and I almost agreed to him in my heart, but he brought up the bet."

Shen Feiyun fell silent suddenly, he was also involved in this matter.

And it seems that there is no reason, but it comes to him.

"The second condition is two-way." Shi Hongying didn't change her face, "First, if you don't remarry within two years, I will marry him; second, if I agree to marry him within two and a half years, you will marry him." You can't marry Su Lang during this time. What do you think of what he means?"

"Two and a half years, no matter what, I can't get married." Shen Feiyun was extremely tired and felt a great sense of loss.

"That's right." Shi Hongying nodded, "If I agree immediately, you will definitely not be able to marry Su Lang; if you don't agree, there will be two and a half years. That is to say, it will only count until the last moment of two and a half years, and you will be married." I have to wait forever, whether I agree or not."

Shen Feiyun really wanted to ask Shi Hongying why Jian Yishan did this.

But as Jian Yishan said, he already had the answer in his heart, so why bother to ask the question knowingly.

He could only talk about him from left to right: "Is he balancing the forces of all parties?"

Shi Hongying analyzed calmly: "Anyway, Su Lang is with you, he is not at ease. If the forces in Yangzhou are involved with the Shen family, he probably won't be able to eat well or sleep well."

Shen Feiyun also admired himself, under such circumstances, he still had a good attitude and was able to laugh out loud.

"I've never seen him eat well or sleep well."

"That's because you've never been his bedside person. I know too much." Shi Hongying said.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Feiyun was immediately alert, and asked tentatively: "What do you know?"

Shi Hongying glanced at him, with a half-smile: "What do you know? Did you know that you and Su Lang secretly passed the song, or did you know that Su Lang had replaced Jian Yishan for a while?"

Shen Feiyun didn't expect Shi Hongying to be so straightforward, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"I've been suspicious for a long time," Shi Hongying smiled contemptuously, "otherwise I wouldn't have gone to him in the middle of the night without an invitation, and kicked the door desperately to see him, because someone told me that he was pregnant with a beautiful woman, but I was in other places. The place saw him. How could there be two Jian Yishans in the world, one on the bed and the other at the feast of life and death?"

Shen Feiyun grasped the words "life and death feast" at once.

I don't know how much risk Su Lang took in those years to pave the way for Jian Yishan to become emperor.

Shen Feiyun had nothing to say, so he could only praise: "It turns out that you already knew it well."

"It's good to pretend to be a bit stupid." Shi Hongying also showed a tired face, "At first I just wanted to fall on both sides and make a fortune out of it, but I still felt that he was more reliable and leaned towards him. But now it seems that it's just half a catty He is the one who is better than bad people."

"How are you going to deal with it?" Shen Feiyun was a little worried.

"Take one step at a time." Shi Hongying said in a low voice, "I'm pretty good. I won't marry him for at least two and a half years. He's still a person who cares about old love anyway. I will restrain myself and return to Qingzhou. Just manage the Luoying Pavilion well."

Having said that, she looked at Shen Feiyun, "It's you, you and Su Lang..."

Shen Feiyun looked forward to it: "I'm going to go back to Jinling with Su Lang after the martial arts conference is over, and I won't ask the court anymore, just live our little life wholeheartedly."

"Do you think he will let you go? Su Lang knows too much..."

"Yes." Shen Feiyun has regained his composure, "With Su Lang's and I's martial arts, plus I'm good at using poison, no one has to weigh it. If he's really not afraid of death, maybe he can try it. It's a matter of harming others and not benefiting oneself. A smart person like him would never do it."

Along the way, Shen Feiyun chatted with Shi Hongying a lot.

Before approaching the Hou's mansion, Shi Hongying asked suddenly: "What does he mean?"

The two chatted all the way, but they still couldn't explain it clearly. It seemed that Jian Yishan's decision contained layers of deep meanings.

"Maybe it's very simple," Shen Feiyun said slowly, "Maybe it's just to keep me from getting married within two and a half years."

Soon, the carriage arrived at the Hou Mansion, and the sun was already rising.

After Shen Feiyun bid farewell to Shi Hongying, he returned to the room and saw Su Lang sitting on the bed meditating.

"I'm back." Shen Feiyun said softly, with a smile.

As long as he sees Su Lang, it seems that the rest of the world's unhappiness can dissipate, and he will be satisfied with just the person in front of him.

Su Lang had heard his footsteps a long time ago, and now he got off the bed, looked up at him quietly, and didn't speak, looking extremely well-behaved.

"Have you eaten yet?" Shen Feiyun stepped forward and sat beside Su Lang.

Su Lang didn't open his mouth to speak, so he naturally didn't eat. Not long ago, Shen Wanqing called someone to call him, and he also felt embarrassed to eat at the same table with the Shen family.

On top of that, he doesn't want to eat.

He didn't feel that he had digested the food he ate in the morning until now.

Shen Feiyun knew it at a glance, without saying anything, just said: "I didn't eat either." So he got up, stretched out his hand and asked, "Why don't we go to the kitchen now, the leftover meals every day will be left until evening. Summer dishes , Many cannot be overnight."

Of course, they will never eat the overnight meal, and someone else will take the rest to give away to the hungry.

Su Lang has no appetite at all, but he is very willing to eat with Shen Feiyun, and he has no unnecessary dissatisfaction.

He got up to put on his shoes, held Shen Feiyun's hand naturally, and followed to the kitchen.

The kitchen was empty at the moment.

Shen Feiyun laughed at himself: "At this moment, I feel like a rat that steals food." After a pause, he added, "Of course, you are not, you are always beautiful and decent."

Su Lang thought that Shen Feiyun was coaxing him, but he couldn't help being sweet, which was very helpful.

"Neither are you." Su Lang said in a low voice, "You will always be beautiful and decent."

Shen Feiyun filled the porcelain pot with water, started to burn coals to cook, and explained: "I just looked at the rice and it was cold, you have a bad stomach, I'll boil hot water and soak it first, you will feel much better after eating. "

So considerate.

Su Lang pinched Shen Feiyun's palm, and after a while, he asked, "How do you know that I have a bad stomach?"

"Did you forget? I learned medical skills from Master." Shen Feiyun said patiently.

Chatting with many other people, he is mostly casual, chatting with a smile.

But chatting with Su Lang was so simple, even if it was full of nonsense, he was willing to break it apart and crush it, and tell Su Lang what he thought and his experience.

"I followed Xu Qingyun since I was a child. She was very strict. I learned swords when I was young, and I used them very well." Shen Feiyun recalled.

"I know." Su Lang tightened his hands, "I have compared swords with you before, and I lost to you...Your swordsmanship is very good, and you have a talent far superior to mine..."

Not only did he hold Shen Feiyun's hand tightly, but his voice was also very tight.

The ease and comfort that had arisen from seeing Shen Feiyun before suddenly disappeared after mentioning this matter.

This matter is a knot in Shen Feiyun's heart.

But when Shen Feiyun saw Su Lang's expression, he knew that he had to let go of his knots and comfort the other party first, because Su Lang cared more than him.

"You're wrong." Shen Feiyun looked directly at Su Lang, "There were five games in total, and there were wins and losses. How did it come out of your mouth that you lost to me, as if you had never won."

Su Lang pursed his thin lips tightly, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, kept silent, held Shen Feiyun's wrist instead, and pushed away the wide sleeves, revealing the wrist with red marks still remaining.

After watching for a long time, the sound of water began to sound on the stove.

Only then was Su Lang willing to speak: "It's all my fault. If you weren't trying to save me, how could you be injured? You are still using your sword well now. Your sword skills must be better than mine. Why give up what you have learned for so many years? Let’s get over the hardships and learn to use the fan again.”

Shen Feiyun frowned when he heard this: "If you are angry with me when you speak in the future, then I will not let you speak again."

"I……"

Shen Feiyun leaned forward, kissed Su Lang lightly on the lips, and asked: "Do you want to say more? You clearly know that I don't listen to such words."

Su Lang whispered: "Stop talking."

"What a pity." Shen Feiyun sighed, "I still hope that you will say a few more words and take the opportunity to kiss you twice."

"If you want to kiss me, why take the opportunity?" Su Lang blinked, his eyelashes brushed against Shen Feiyun's, slightly itchy.

Su Lang would not refuse, let alone resist, if Shen Feiyun wanted to kiss him, he might even grab Shen Feiyun's shoulders and the back of his neck.

He likes it that way.

With the sound of water rolling, the water in the porcelain pot began to boil gradually.

Shen Feiyun only paid attention to Su Lang: "There is a reason, I think you are sweeter and more interesting."

Su Lang didn't speak, but just kissed lightly again, just touch the water, touch Li.

"I still want to make it clear to you," Shen Feiyun said seriously, "Back then when we drew the sword together, I didn't do it to save you, but to save myself. It's just that the villain scratched my hand, not yours. My injury, It has nothing to do with you, if you feel guilty and sad because of this, I will also feel sad for your sad, so..."

Shen Feiyun implored: "You must not take it to heart, I don't care at all now, let's just talk about happy things, okay?"

"Okay." Su Lang replied solemnly, startled for a moment, then pointed to the porcelain pot on the stove, "The water is boiling."