Jiang Qing

It was already midnight when Min Qiuping escorted Qin Chengtao away with great fanfare.

He took off his cloak to Mei Shao earlier, but now walking on the street, he felt a little cold.

Bai Bingchen gathered his clothes and prepared to go back to the mansion.

He was already very tired, Zhezhuxuan was two or three streets away from the White Mansion, and it would take a lot of time to walk back, but he needed the cold wind to blow his hot head and think about today's affairs.

Qin Chengtao was obviously deceived by the person who released the news.

That person was familiar with Bai Bingchen's nature, and knew that he would not betray Li Guo just because of a little favor, but he still led Qin Chengtao to confront him by mistake, for nothing more than two purposes.

First, tell him that he has a garrison map in his hand, and make himself a thorn in his side.Second, intensify the relationship between Li and Liang.

According to Qin Chengtao's disclosure, he and Zhang Jiudai had contacts in private, although at this time, Bai Bingchen was really unwilling to suspect that the person suspected of "collaborating with the enemy and treason" was a high-ranking Zhang Jiudai who held the Dark Fragrance Pavilion in his hand. After all, this matter Once confirmed, the damage to Li Guo would be too great.

With such a commotion today, Liang Zi of Li Guo and Liang Guo can be considered to be married.

Fortunately, Mei Shao kept an eye out and specially asked Min Qiuping, who had never met Qin Chengtao, to do this offending thing, so that at least there was a full excuse on the surface, and there was a reason to make trouble in front of His Majesty.

Anyway, what Qin Chengtao Xiao thought about Zhao Jingning at the reception dinner had long ago angered Zhao Zhen, and the two countries of Li and Liang had long since looked calm on the surface, but they were turbulent inside.Some time ago, Li An's return to Jiang Country also caused a lot of fluctuations. Liang Country is also waiting and watching. The three countries are in a state of stalemate. It depends on who can't hold back and start the war first.

The battle will definitely be fought.

On this point, Bai Bingchen and Zhao Zhen have reached a consensus long ago, but when to fight and who will take the initiative are issues that need mediation and consideration.

The situation is not complicated, but it is even more difficult to control the development of the situation.

Thinking all the way in such a mess, Bai Bingchen came back to his senses and found that he was already in the White Mansion, but the surrounding environment did not seem to be the place he was used to in normal times.

Bai Bingchen concentrated his mind, looked around, saw a corner of purple bamboo, and suddenly realized that he had walked outside Bai Jianye's courtyard.

He recalled the past events that Wu Chufu told in Jingzhou, his eyes filled with complex expressions, he couldn't move for a while, just stood quietly outside the courtyard.

The lights were still on in the yard, it was already this hour, yet Bai Jianye was still awake.

After returning from Yanzhou, Bai Bingchen and Bai Jianye hadn't met face to face, even on New Year's Eve, they just spent their lives separately.

Bai Bingchen was silent for a moment, then walked into the courtyard.

Bai Jianye was the only one in the courtyard. He squatted among the bamboo bushes, covering most of his body. Bai Bingchen could only see a part of his sleeve.

When he got closer, Bai Bingchen saw clearly that he was cultivating soil for two half-dead bamboo trees.

When Bai Jianye heard the movement, he looked up and was stunned. After a while, he said stiffly, "What are you doing here?"

Bai Bingchen stroked the bamboo pole, thinking that the clump of purple bamboo in the Zhou mansion's courtyard seemed to grow better than the one here.

"When I came back from Yanzhou, I took a detour to Jingzhou. There is also such a purple bamboo forest in Mrs. Zhou's courtyard."

Bai Jianye didn't seem to hear his changed address, still digging with his head down.

"Maybe it's a coincidence. Nothing else?"

Bai Bingchen pursed his lips and asked, "Back then... did you have the late emperor's will?"

Bai Jianye paused for a moment, and replied flatly: "Only Brother Mei's verbal instructions."

Bai Bingchen was about to blurt out, "Do you believe it just based on an oral order, or an oral order that only Meizhou heard?", but he held back because he saw the firm expression in Bai Jianye's eyes.

Just like he talked to himself on the eve of the Cangshan Incident, he did not waver in the slightest.

At this moment, Bai Bingchen already knew the answer.

Whether it was Bai Jianye or those families who participated in the Cangshan Incident, they were so firm back then, they firmly believed, they held their swords firmly, and they were determined to die.

Now, Bai Bingchen really had nothing to say to him.

All the resentment, cause and effect these years seem to have ended in such a short sentence.

After another moment of silence, Bai Bingchen turned and left.

Watching him disappear outside the courtyard wall, Bai Jianye looked down blankly at the small iron pick in his hand, which was trembling slightly.

"It can't be saved." He smiled wryly, and in his heart, Bai Bingchen had just called out "Mrs. Zhou" several times on the tip of his heart, and finally let go, the small iron hoe fell to the ground, splashing mud, only a little edge of the hoe was exposed The cold light, under the full moon, is so bright and lonely.

"It can't be saved." Bai Jianye stood up slowly, stroked the two half-dead bamboos, and murmured again with nostalgia in his eyes.

He was standing in the shadow of the bamboo, and the bright moon was shining over the entire yard, but he could not be seen.

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Bai Bingchen was a little confused, unspeakably confused, and when he entered the yard in a daze, he realized after a while that the light in his room was still on because he didn't seem to ask the maid to hold the lamp.

"Are you back?" Mei Shao heard the movement, walked out from behind the screen, dragged him up and down without any explanation, checked him up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was not injured.

It wasn't until he held the ginger soup that Mei Shao handed over in his hand and put on warm thick clothes that Bai Bingchen felt that the warm air slowly warmed his whole body along with the ginger soup that slid into his stomach.

"You've been at my house all this time?"

Seeing him calm down, Mei Shao leaned over, obviously still minding, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't wait, I don't even know where you spend the night in that kind of place."

Bai Bingchen was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was still brooding over seeing Qing He hugging his clothes, so he couldn't help laughing and said, "You don't believe me?"

Mei Shao remained silent, and he didn't know what was going on. In fact, when he saw the scars all over Qing He's body, he already believed that Bai Bingchen hadn't touched him. You can see Qing He's appearance, and Bai Bingchen also He couldn't help but care about the disheveled clothes.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was obviously not the kind of person who cares about every detail, he was holding on to Bai Bingchen as if he was holding on to the last straw, only with this person by his side could he float to the surface of the water and take a breath.

"What's the matter?" Bai Bingchen keenly caught his depression, spread his hands helplessly, and half-jokingly said, "Why don't you come and check?"

Mei Shao moved over in silence, hugging him tightly in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, silent for a while, and said: "You smell like powder."

Bai Bingchen was stunned for a moment, and realized that it must have touched Mei Shao when he was hugging Mei Shao in Zhezhuxuan. He thought his "beating him upside down" was a bit funny, and stroked his hair soothingly.

"Where does the powdery smell on my body come from, don't you know?" Bai Bingchen raised his tone.

"Anyway, I don't have this smell on me, you must have found someone else." Mei Shao refused to admit it.

Bai Bingchen made a meaningful "Ah—" on purpose, pretending to be puzzled and said, "That's because I mistook the person. I recognized a young man in the Zhezhu Pavilion as you, and I hugged you for a long time. How can I do it?"

Mei Shao grabbed his hand and put it on her waist, beckoning Bai Bingchen to hug her, then retracted her head into his embrace, so that Bai Bingchen almost lost his balance.

"Is it because I like to hug, or because he likes to hug?" Mei Shao asked unreasonably.

"How should I put it, his waist is softer than yours, and he is more coquettish. The rest are similar to you."

Feeling that Mei Shao was about to withdraw his hand, Bai Bingchen held him down, squeezed his chin, leaned over, nose to nose, and said softly, "Are you still jealous of yourself?"

"Then you prefer to act like a baby?"

"I like you more." Bai Bingchen sighed inaudibly, held his face in his hands, and placed delicate kisses on his lips, doting on him vaguely: "It's you, I like you all."

"Huh." The inexplicable depression in Mei Shao's heart disappeared completely. He kissed the hickey that was still left on Bai Bingchen's neck, leaned over and smelled it, and expressed his strong kiss without reservation. Possessiveness is expressed, "I want to make you smell like me, and you have the same smell as me all over your body."

"You can stay if you want." Bai Bingchen couldn't do it anymore, "You can stay wherever you want, but..."

He narrowly whispered in Mei Shao's ear: "Whenever you wear that kind of clothes again, show me, and I'll buy it for you."

Mei Shao was stunned for a moment, and realized that he was talking about the one she wore in Zhezhuxuan. She couldn't help but smiled and nodded his nose, and asked, "That's why you like me wearing red? What if I wear a big red wedding dress in the future?" I'm here to marry you, you won't be drunk just looking at me, right? "

"Marry me? When my elder sister got married, how much dowry do you think His Majesty gave? When you can make it to the top and make up the dowry, you can talk about this kind of thing again." Bai Bingchen said with a smile.

"Don't you think that my official position is lower than yours?" Mei Shao threw him down and kept breathing on the soft flesh of his neck, which made Bai Bingchen hide from the itching.

"Don't dare." Bai Bingchen evaded again and again, while saying: "It's just that if you compare it to my sister's wedding battle in the ten-mile long street, according to your current salary, it seems that a lifetime is not enough, or I should marry you. You, I can present your betrothal gift right now... woo."

Bai Bingchen was sobbing, but he took away the second half of his sentence, and even though his breath filled his mouth, both of them were a little emotional in the entanglement.

Mei Shao obviously felt the change in herself, and let go of him out of breath, trying to get a little distance away, but Bai Bingchen hooked his neck and pressed him down.

"I think, I can." His voice was wet, falling in Mei Shao's ears, it was the ultimate temptation.

He took a few deep breaths, slowed down, and said hoarsely: "No."

"My body, don't I know? It's fine." Bai Bingchen lowered his head, exerted a little strength, bit his lower lip and rubbed it, and said vaguely, "Can you bear it?"

Mei Shao's sanity was about to be burnt out by his wanton provocation, and she only relied on a little bit of willpower to support herself not to teach this person who ignited the fire on her.

Bai Bingchen knew that he cared about what Ji Pu said about winter maintenance before he left, and was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, but he hugged himself to sleep almost every day. Have to get up several times at night.

Bai Bingchen didn't want him to suffer.

"It's okay." Bai Bingchen bit his earlobe lightly, temptingly said: "Just once, nothing will happen."

Mei Shao's eyes were so heavy that he seemed to want to eat the person in front of him, but he still didn't move. After a long time, he sighed, grabbed Bai Bingchen's hand, and while pulling it under his body, kissed his Adam's apple, trying his best to Suppressing desire and hope, he said: "If you really feel sorry for me, can you just help me like this?"

Bai Bingchen opened his eyes, feeling the heat in his hand was getting hotter and hotter, he moved his hand lightly, in exchange for Mei Shao's dull panting.

It seemed that the heat had also spread to himself. After Bai Bingchen relieved his sore wrist, he realized after a while that a thin layer of sweat had formed all over his body, sticking to his inner clothes, so hot that he was about to melt.

Mei Shao's voice was slightly hoarse with satisfaction, she rubbed his sweaty temples, and said softly: "How can I be willing to torment you, I am not willing, I am not willing to let you take any risk."

The author says:

Meimei: I'm jealous of myself