Twilight Cloud Returns

Wuqing lowered his eyes, and the fragrance of magnolia on his lips and teeth seemed to be still there.

Yun Chuxiu's big hand was always lingering around his waist, and the wide tiger's mouth squeezed slightly, and Wuqing subconsciously moaned: "Mmm..."

Yun Chuxiu pursued the victory and asked again: "Who do you love?"

Wuqing panted, and said the answer that made him feel ashamed: "My heart hurts... My heart hurts... I know..."

Then, without knowing where the energy came from, she pushed him away and ran to the door.

Yun Chuxiu was still reminiscing about the touch of her hand just now, and then turned her head to see Wu Qingqian slipping away like that cat.

He walked to the table with his hands behind his back, sat on the mat, and said, "It's windy outside, you can go out."

This person is used to playing tricks on his own weakness, if he does what he wants this time, won't he succeed again and again in the future?Wuqing thought that he couldn't let him fool her, so she had to be stubborn once she said anything today, so as to show him some color.

Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief, and made up his mind to pull the latch, but unexpectedly there was Pao Ding standing at the door, making a gesture of knocking on the door.

Pao Ding said respectfully: "How dare you bother Mr. Qing to open the door for this old slave?"

Just for a moment, the north wind outside the pass seemed to understand Yun Chuxiu's mind, whistling past, flying sand and rolling stones.

Pao Ding couldn't help shivering, he hurried in, put down the side dishes the general asked for, and exited obediently.

Wuqing was more afraid of the cold than ordinary people, and when he was hit by the cold wind, his high fighting spirit disappeared in an instant.

He closed the door again, sat back at the table silently, moved his chopsticks to pick up food for Zhi Huan, and eased the embarrassment: "Hurry up and eat, or it will be cold."

Yun Chuxiu couldn't help laughing, but when she thought of Wuqing's rare soft mouth, she cleared her throat and smiled soothingly.

He uncorked the clay jug smartly and poured a glass for it.

Wuqing couldn't drink wine, he only felt spicy and choked his throat.

"This is Liangzhou's unique grape wine. It tastes sweet and is different from our Central Plains wine."

"Are you serious?" Wuqing was obviously intrigued by the word Jin Tian. He moved to the wine glass and smelled it, and the mellow aroma of the grapes after brewing was lingering and lingering.

Yun Chuxiu nodded, deliberately omitting the last sentence - this drink has a strong aftertaste and is easy to get drunk.

Wuqing took a tentative sip at first, and if he really knew what he said was delicate and sweet, he immediately raised his head and drank it all.

Once the wine worms in the stomach are drawn out, they don't have to eat a few times, so don't even try to feed them.

Wu Qing was uninterested in the meals on the table, poured himself a glass of wine tirelessly, and soon his cheeks were all flushed.

He stood up abruptly, forgetting his rationality long ago, raised the wine glass in his hand, squinted his eyes and said softly, "Zhi Huan, let's drink!"

Yun Chuxiu never thought that Wuqing was actually a drunkard?

If you continue to drink like this, you will surely lie in bed and sleep for three days and three nights.

He hurriedly got up and tried to snatch the wine glass from Wuqing's hand, but Wuqing dodged it deftly and held the wine glass to his chest.But the movement was too big, the wine in the wine glass spilled out, and wet the white shirt on his chest.

Wuqing grinned and said, "I couldn't take it away..."

He raised his head and poured it into his mouth, but the wine in the wine cup had been shaken away by him.

He also drank up the jar on the table, not a single drop remained.

Wuqing staggered towards the desk next to him, looking for another altar.

His gait was unsteady, Yun Chuxiu was afraid that he would bump into him, so she held him carefully, and coaxed him softly, "I won't drink any more today, okay?"

Wuqing raised her neck, a few drops were still hanging on her red lips moistened by wine, like a freshly ripe cherry, making people want to kiss her.

Yun Chuxiu's Adam's apple involuntarily slid up and down.

Wuqing pushed his hand away irritably, like a child throwing a tantrum, "Not good! I still want to drink!"

He just felt his world spinning, and the Zhihuan in front of him had become several people.

Wuqing was very drunk, stepped on his left foot and stepped on his right foot, almost tripped and fell to the ground, but luckily Yun Chuxiu caught him in time.

Yun Chuxiu regretted it very much at this moment, she shouldn't have tricked him into making him drink.

Wuqing sat in his arms, wrapping his arms around his waist familiarly.After removing the heavy armor, Yun Chuxiu changed into the usual clothes.

Without the hindrance of the thick golden armor, Wuqing's small hands recklessly groped Yun Chuxiu's back waist.

He giggled and said, "We'll change this time too, you bully me all the time..."

With a teasing Wuqing Wuxin, he directly set Yun Chuxiu on fire.

The two of them knelt on the ground, Wuqing's whole body was about to be attached to him, and the wine-wet clothes on his chest faintly revealed tender and snow-white skin.

Yun Chuxiu and Wuqing are close at hand, and he can clearly see that his eye sockets are also smudged bright red.He suddenly grabbed Wuqing's restless hand and brought it back to him, his low and hoarse voice lingering in Wuqing's ear: "Ah Qing, do you know that in the camp, you sleep beside me every day, I'm afraid of grasping you?" It's not appropriate to make you cry, and I can't bear to hug you, how hard were those days?"

Wuqing opened his drunken and sleepy eyes, nodded half-understanding, thought for a moment and said: "Then you still hug me tonight, I promise not to cry..."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Yun Chuxiu had already hugged him in his arms and walked towards the bed.

The two red candles with the dragon and the phoenix burned all night until dawn.

Wuqing felt that he had been babbling all night, his mouth was dry.Whenever he was exhausted, waves of euphoria like water waves swept over his body, making him unable to stop, forgetting his tiredness.

He didn't know how long he had slept, and when he woke up again, the sun outside the window was already much past noon.

Wuqing's headache was about to split, and she subconsciously stretched her little hand to her side, but there was no one around, and the bedding had already turned cold.

He wanted to get up, but the soreness penetrating into his bones made him unable to straighten up.

Wuqing tried to speak out, but found that his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

He finally remembered what happened last night—he was the one who was drunk, and then he confessed... So he immediately covered his head with the quilt firmly, this, this... It's really too shameful, it's embarrassing...

He Wuyan walked out of this wing room, what else would he say when Wuyan saw him... Were you tired last night?

This sentence suddenly appeared in Wuqing's mind, and he was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, as if he could stop thinking wildly by closing his eyes tightly.

The door creaked.

At a moment of application time, Yun Chuxiu finished handling government affairs in the front hall and came to visit Wuqing.

He walked into the door and saw Wuqing was still under the blanket, thinking he was still asleep, he couldn't help but lighten his steps.

When he got closer, he realized that his little hands were tightly pinching the corner of the quilt, and his whole body was shaking even with the quilt.

Yun Chuxiu sat by the bed and whispered, "Ah Qing, are you still sleeping?"

When Wuqing heard that he was coming, he dared not make a sound.

Yun Chuxiu pushed back his quilt, and gently hooked the bridge of his nose fondly, "Aren't you hungry?"

Wuqing's entire face was still red.Last night I only drank and didn't eat, and I missed breakfast and lunch today, so I must be bluffing if I say I'm not hungry.

Wuqing's stomach answered the question first, with a growl.

Yun Chuxiu had already ordered someone to make a meal, and kept warming it on the stove, just waiting for him to wake up.

After Wuqing dressed and washed, the servants came in one by one with meals.

Sitting at the table, he felt that people were looking at him with strange eyes, shyly wanting to sneak in through the cracks in the ground, and no longer see people.

Yun Chuxiu waved his hand briefly, and the servants retreated knowingly.

Obviously he was the culprit, and he was acting smugly at the moment.

While laying vegetables for him, Yun Chuxiu said, "The New Year is approaching, and I have ordered Yunying to bring back some Tianguangyun silk and satin. I will take you to the garment workshop to make some new clothes someday."

Wuqing bowed his head and ate with anxiety, letting him make arrangements.

For the next ten days or so, Yun Chuxiu was preoccupied with Liangzhou government affairs.

Liangzhou has been harassed by the Xiongnu and Yi people all the year round, people are terrified, people's livelihood is in decline, and a lot of waste is waiting for prosperity.

Now that the Huns have retreated, making the people live and work in peace and contentment is Yun Chuxiu's top priority at present.

He wrote to the imperial court, requesting that Liangzhou be exempted from corvee taxes, support science and agriculture, and attach importance to trade... A series of measures coincided with what was described in Mo Xianwang Chu Mohen's notes, and many ministers in the court also appreciated this plan.

A series of decrees from the emperor to benefit the people have brought a new look to Liangzhou.

Although it is not as prosperous as the people in other prefectures and counties, at least they don't have to suffer from the war and displacement, and they have a house to shelter from the wind and rain. For the people of Liangzhou, it is already an excellent year.

All of a sudden, Liangzhou City worked hard during the day and had fun at night, and everyone was smiling.

Although the life in Liangzhou City returned to the peace and tranquility before the war, Yun Chuxiu was still very busy. After all, the administration of Liangzhou government officials was the root cause of the war.

Once Rong Xin fell, Yun Chuxiu didn't make any moves because they needed supplies for the previous battle, and it was taboo to change generals just before the battle.

Now that it is peaceful, he finally has time to deal with those corrupt officials.

On this day, Yunying sent Tianguangyun silk and satin.

Wuqing passed by the front hall, and when he heard Zhi Huan yelling at the officials, he knew he was busy.

Wuqing didn't want to bother him about important matters, so he took a servant and silk to the garment workshop in the city, thinking about cutting a new suit for Zhihuan.

However, he went to several companies, but none of them dared to use the silk.

The bosses all recognized that it was a non-selling piece of silk from the Yun family, and they were afraid that it might spoil a thread for the guests, and the loss outweighed the gain.

Wuqing took the most clever boy named Xiaofu in the mansion to rest at the tea shop, he was not familiar with Liangzhou, so it was this boy who led him the way.

He was slightly disappointed: "Is there a garment workshop in Liangzhou?"

Xiaofu thought for a moment, then replied: "Except for the few houses you have been to just now, there is also the one in the east of the city..."

Hearing that there is still hope, Wuqing is not tired in an instant, he immediately got up and went to the east of the city, Xiaofu stopped him just in time, and said hesitantly: "Master, it's just... it's just this family in the east of the city... the boss's wife is The Huns and Yi people..."

Wuqing asked puzzledly, "What's the problem?"

"My lord, you don't know that the people of Liangzhou hate the Huns for burning, killing and plundering them. But all the Yi people living in Liangzhou dare not show their faces for fear of being surrounded and beaten. Therefore, the garment workshop in the east of the city has had no business for a long time. I don’t know if the small one is still there.”

Wuqing said: "There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures, sowing the cause, and reaping the fruit. These karma and evil consequences that should have been borne by the Yi people who burned, killed and looted, why should the good-natured Yi people bear it?"