Shuang Xiaohan and Meizi

After a busy day, when we returned to Lacquer Diao Mansion, the entire imperial city was already lit up, and the bustling night market was also unfolding in the bustling streets.As soon as Ying Wumei got off the carriage, she felt the coldness of the late autumn night, her hands involuntarily tightened the white fox fur cloak on her body, feeling the warmth wrapping herself again.Walking all the way back to Chrysanthemum Garden, he lingered in front of his door for a long time, then he suddenly turned around and headed towards Qi Diaoming's bedroom.

Before she got close, she saw a few maidservants coming back and forth to deliver dishes to the inside. Ying Wumei avoided it and walked around the window, looking inward through the window lattice, she saw the lacquer carving Ming Standing at the table, he arranged the dishes brought by the maidservants one by one. There were two sets of bowls and chopsticks and a pot of fine wine at the table, as if he was going to entertain guests.

"Wumei." When he looked up and saw him standing outside the window, Qi Diaoming walked out happily.

"I wanted to ask you some small things, but since you are going to entertain guests, you can talk about it tomorrow." Ying Wumei said lightly before turning away.

But just as he took a step forward, he was pulled back by Qi Diaoming.

"How did you eat at Boss Que's today? It's cold this year, and you've been outside for a day in thin clothes. It would be bad if you got sick." His mouth was full of concern, and Qi Diaoming pulled him into the house. , while saying.

"Aren't you going to have a banquet?" Ying Wumei frowned as she was pressed to sit down.

"Fool, have you seen someone entertaining guests in the bedroom." Qi Diaoming took off the cloak for him, and said amusedly.

"Sorry, I'm stupid." Ying Wumei shook off his hand, trying to stand up.

"Okay, okay, I was joking." The strong force pressed him down again, and Ying Wumei felt even more annoyed seeing that the other party could completely suppress herself with just one hand.

"This is for you. They are all simple dishes." Qi Diaoming handed him the chopsticks, watching him lose his temper, he could only put the chopsticks in front of him.

Then he picked up a jade jug and shook the liquid in it, "Lanling's fine wine, your favorite." He poured a glass for him, and saw that he was attracted to look at him, and he felt a little sarcastically relieved , sighing secretly that her position in Luomei's heart is not as good as this pot of fine wine.

"Tulip?" Ying Wumei looked at the crimson liquid in the cup in amazement, through the sapphire carved cup, the amber luster was revealed under the candlelight, faint but beautiful.

"Yes." Qi Diaoming handed over the jug, hoping that he could pour a glass of wine for himself.

Ying Wumei's deep eyes stared straight at him with complex and changeable eyes. After a long time, he frowned and took a cup for him.

"Thank you." Qi Diaoming's voice was trembling with slight excitement, which was not easy to detect, and he happily put a few dishes for Ying Wumei and put them on the plate, "Let's eat."

Ying Wumei's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, he didn't pay attention just now, but now he realizes that the dishes prepared by Qi Diaoming are actually the dishes he prepared every day in the Forbidden Garden. Life in the Forbidden Garden was simple at that time, and he He took great pains to make different dishes, although the people who eat them don't seem to notice, but he can still cook happily because he is cooking for the people he likes.

Things are different, and now the table is full of food, which was deliberately prepared by the unintentional person at the beginning, which is really ridiculous and ironic.

Lowering his eyelids to hide the flash of sadness in his eyes, he picked up a piece of sweet and sour eggplant and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't taste it, only bitterness filled his mouth.

"How was your day at Boss Que's?" Seeing that he started to eat, Qi Diaoming happily continued to add food and wine for him.

"It's okay." Ying Wumei replied lightly, but suddenly remembered what he heard from Uncle Que today, so he put down his chopsticks and looked at the person opposite.

"What's wrong?" Qi Diao didn't know why.

"Why did everyone in the mansion disappear when I came back this time?" He didn't want to go around in circles, so he asked directly.

"It's gone?" Qi Diaoming was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and took a sip of his wine, "What? Are Mo Lun and the others not in their garden?"

"You know what I'm asking." Ying Wumei said coldly, this man is so shrewd, as soon as his words come out, he will naturally understand what he means, pretending to be confused, he can deceive others but not he.

Qi Diaoming stared at his sharp eyes for a long while, then sighed helplessly, "Six months after you left, I sent my parents to the South Garden to live up to their old age, my eldest brother was sent to the northwest to manage the ranch, and my second brother went to the Baishan area. To manage the timber, the third brother is going to the coast to be in charge of transportation, and the fourth brother is going to Yuzhou to be in charge of the escort."

"You're exiling them." Ying Wumei's voice had no warmth.

"Shouldn't they be exiled?" Qi Diaoming clenched the wine glass in his hand, every time he thought that it was them who caused him to lose Luomei, he couldn't restrain the hatred in his heart.

"Don't you think it's too late to do this?" After he died, he wanted to avenge him, so what was the reason for his indifference?

"It's not sooner or later, but there are always some things in life that cannot be calculated." Qi Diaoming sighed quietly.

"Yes, this is also your mistake." Ying Wumei thought he was referring to her own suicide.

Qi Diaoming took a sip of wine, but just smiled lightly at his words.

Ying Wumei's face darkened, what he hated the most was his expression, his calm and see through everything, his smile of controlling everything, just like the contempt of a humble human life by a proud god in the dark.

Almost angrily dropping her chopsticks, Ying Wumei stood up and walked out.

"Wumei?" Qi Diaoming chased after her, "What's wrong with you? You only took a few bites."

"I'm full." Ying Wumei ignored him and continued on.

"Wumei." Qi Diaoming smiled and sighed, stopped him and turned to face himself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry." Holding him in his arms was like coaxing a child, patting his back lightly, his tall and strong body firmly He completely suppressed his struggle and resistance between his arms.

Ying Wumei pushed him away, and said with a cold face: "I have nothing to be angry about, but I don't want to talk about your winning strategy and failure."

"Life is full of mistakes. Your death is not the first time. The biggest mistake in my life is probably going against my established track. I fell in love with the person under the white plum tree at first sight in that snowfall season." The hoarse voice whispered in the lover's ear.

Ying Wumei trembled all over, and couldn't tell what it was like, a sour and bitter breath surged in his throat, he managed to control himself not to lose his composure, "I'm sorry, it was your mistake again and again."

Knowing that he misunderstood himself again, Qi Diaoming sighed again, "However, even if there are many more times in my life, I will still be happy with this kind of misstep, because it made me know Luomei and gave me the most important person in my life." , although the second mistake made me think that I lost you, but...God is still gracious and let you return to my side."

The voice from the ear was soft, but the tenderness in it was like a gentle spring breeze blowing into the heart, making Ying Wumei really feel the warmth.The clenched fist unconsciously and slowly moved away, and all the tense strength in his body was lost in an instant, so that he could only lean helplessly in the arms of the man, completely relying on it.

Time and time again in his life, he was always helpless in the face of this man, and all his persistence seemed to be empty talk in front of him, no amount of it would be in vain.Immediately, I felt my eyes turn red, and I was disgusted with myself who was softened so easily, but I couldn't break free from the man's firm embrace.

The out-of-control crystal liquid slipped down silently, soaking the man's clothes, and felt a little wet and cold on his chest. The man lowered his head, held up his tearful but still stubborn face, and kissed him deeply, with a little more tenderness in his persistence. , swept his lips lightly, and then entered into his mouth irresistibly, rolling the other's tongue, sucking affectionately.

The person who was kissed seemed to be stunned and could only respond subconsciously, and his fair cheeks were stained with a slight blush.

In the quiet courtyard, only the faint gasps of the two and the rubbing of clothes could be heard occasionally.Suddenly, the sound of frolicking in the nearby courtyard woke up the person who was kissed in a daze, and pushed him away.

Panting unsteadily to calm down her flustered breathing, Ying Wumei glared at the smiling man in front of her with a face of shame and indignation.

"Never stop." Blushing and embarrassed, Ying Wumei turned around and left, leaving Qi Diaoming standing by the door alone, watching his away direction, smiling happily.

Everlasting?He looked at himself and shook his head amusedly, is he really that old?Could it be that in 20 years, he didn't even have the right to kiss his lover?Or are these only for young people?So... what should a lover of his age do?Do you want to get grandchildren?Are you going to borrow Min Fan tomorrow?

As he walked inward, Qi Diaoming was thinking about how to open his mouth to Yunwen, who had always loved Min Fan, tomorrow.He seemed unaware of a resentful figure in the dark not far behind him...

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