[System + Lu Xiaofeng] Meow's repayment

"No, no, what you said is very right, wait for Brother Li to come back..." Lu Xiaofeng wiped away the tears that came out of laughter, recalling Li Mochen's sharp eyebrows and the point of the spear that was shining with cold light, and then thought of that proud and flamboyant The young general was dressed in a queen's dress and smiled gently. He shuddered and laughed again.

What Lu Xiaofeng thought of, Huamanlou also thought of it, but Huamanlou's self-control ability is relatively strong, after coughing a few times, only a faint smile remained on his lips, "Lu Xiaofeng, just think about it. If General Li finds out, Su Mier and I will not save you."

"I know, I know." Lu Xiaofeng waved his hands, as if he was trying to hold back his laughter, "But it's really interesting."

Su Mier couldn't understand the strange behavior of Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng.

"What's wrong with you?" The beautiful Maotong looked at Hua Manlou blankly, "I was just thinking that the little general should be back after a long absence. I miss the little general a little bit."

"It's nothing, it's just Lu Xiaofeng's random thoughts." Hua Manlou ignored Lu Xiaofeng's yelling with difficulty, and reached out to caress his lover's gorgeous and seductive face with a pure and clean expression, and a smile at the corner of his mouth. Can't help but deepen a little, "Does Su Mier miss General Li?"

The cat, who didn't realize the danger, nodded honestly, "It's a little bit."

"yes."

Hua Manlou's tone was as soft as water, and the smile on his face was so gentle that he could drown people in it. Su Mier was dizzy from seeing it, but Lu Xiaofeng, who had managed to catch his breath, always felt that this ulterior motive was too deep. Too dangerous.

He couldn't help but gave Su Mier a look full of "seeking good fortune", but unfortunately, Su Mier, who only had Hua Manlou in his eyes at the moment, ignored him.

In the next few days, with Hua Manlou's actions, Su Mier finally realized the mistakes he made.

Well, it's really not good to say that you miss other men in front of your lover, but he and the little general are just friends, and the little general also has his own lover, Hua Manlou clearly knows this very well, why do you want to eat? This vinegar.

"You are only allowed to be jealous, but you are not allowed to allow me?" Hua Manlou smiled and pinched the puffy face of the kitten in her arms, and when she saw the pair of wet cat eyes flashing over, she laughed. He became more and more gentle and intoxicating, "By the way, Su Mier, I still have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? It sounds like it's very important." Su Mier asked curiously.

"Of course it's very important." Hua Manlou hugged his lover in his arms, a strand of silver was entangled back and forth on his slender fingers, "It's about the two of us."

When Ye Gucheng came to Baihualou, Su Mier was pillowing on Huamanlou's lap, stroking the cat curled up on his chest, and studying their marriage with Huamanlou.

That's right, it's a family matter.

The old man of the Hua family has been thinking about Huamanlou's marriage for a long time, and there will be many good days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, so he wrote a letter, saying that he wanted to marry Huamanlou and Su Mier as soon as possible.

Originally, according to Huamanlou's intention, everything should be kept simple, but Hua Ruling and Huamanlou's brothers rarely expressed strong opposition to Huamanlou's proposal.

Getting married is a big event in a lifetime, it only happens once in a lifetime, how can you be so perfunctory?

Although Hua ManLou's marriage partner is a man, there must be something that should be there.

Being bombarded by his father and brother in letters, Hua Manlou, who has never liked extravagance, was a little moved.

It was the wedding between him and his beloved, and there is nothing wrong with being grander, and thinking of marrying Su Mier, Hua Manlou even felt a little impatient.

As for marriage, Huamanlou has no experience, especially Su Mier, and Huamanlou's elders have to help with everything.

But before that, Hua Manlou and Su Mier need to choose a suitable date, and then send invitations to the guests who decide to invite.

The row of suitable wedding days made Su Mier dizzy. He didn't understand these things, so he left it to Hua Manlou to decide. The only requirement was that the dates should be set after the little general came back.

Li Mochen is his best friend and the closest person to him besides Huamanlou, it would be a pity if he couldn't come to his wedding.

"Don't worry, I understand what you mean." Hua Manlou nodded, put down the list full of dates in his hand, and took out a stack of gilded red paper, "Then let's pick out the invitation cards first, which one do you think? Prettier?"

This is what Su Mier is interested in.

He propped himself up, took the stack of invitations from Hua Manlou's hand, and began to appreciate each one carefully, "This, uh, this, and this are also very good..."

Su Mier lowered his head and concentrated on studying the floral pattern of the invitation card, but put his arms around his shoulders and looked at his Huamanlou with a smile before he realized who was coming.

"City Lord Ye...ah, now it's time to address him as 'Your Majesty'." Hua Manlou got up and bowed with hands, since they were all acquaintances anyway, so there was no need for extra politeness.

and……

Hua Manlou glanced at the man still in white in front of him again, and always felt that Ye Gucheng seemed very bad, very bad.

There was a dull silence in those amber eyes like cold stars, it seemed that even the last brilliance had been extinguished, and the originally lonely and haughty person just stood there, looking desolate and lonely.

That is, the barrenness of losing the most important person in your life.

Ye Gucheng nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Su Mier beside Hua Manlou, "You are Mo Chen's friend, right?"

"Little General? Is he back?"

Su Mier tilted his head, and looked at this iceberg-like man in confusion, but saw that he closed his eyes lightly, then opened them again, and when he spoke again, his voice seemed to be a little hoarse.

"In that case, let's go see him again, maybe he will be happier."

Now even Su Mier could see that something was wrong with Ye Gucheng, but the deep meaning in those words made him dare not think about it, so he nodded stiffly, pulled Huamanlou together, and followed Ye Gucheng.

This is the first time Su Mier has come to the palace. If it was normal, he would not miss such a good opportunity, and he would have to take a good look at it, but now he is really not in the mood, just hold it tightly Blossoming fingers, walking silently.

The deeper he walked, the more he felt out of breath. When Ye Gucheng finally stopped in front of a door and opened it, Su Mier felt that he didn't have the courage to enter this room.

Yet he followed in the end.

He saw Ye Gucheng lift the curtain beside the bed silently, and also saw the person lying on the bed.

The familiar, handsome and handsome face was as pale as paper, and the long black hair that was always bundled up was let down, softening the sharp outline, the dark and bright peach blossom eyes were tightly closed, and the long eyelashes were drooping, covering the eyes. Black and blue, and the slightly parted thin lips did not have a trace of blood.

Su Mier is not a full-time killer, but he has seriously learned how to kill and has been on the battlefield.

He had seen too many dead people, so much that even if he didn't want to believe or admit it, he had to believe and admit that this person was clearly dead.

Even though Su Mier already had some ominous premonition in his heart, when he saw this scene with his own eyes, his mind went blank for an instant.

How is this possible?little general...

In Su Mi'er's memory, Li Mochen had never met him for the first time, and when he used a long spear to stop the battle between him and the Taoist priest, he was so proud and so haggard that he had never seen it before.

No armor, only red single clothes, which is obviously the most dazzling color, but at this moment it even makes people pale as if bleeding from blood.

He took a step forward mechanically, and carefully looked at the person who got up on the bed, hoping to find out even a little bit of life characteristics to refute his rational judgment.

But no, not at all.

"What's going on here!" Su Mier suddenly turned around and grabbed Ye Gucheng's lapel—normally, he would never make such a move anyway, but now he really doesn't care so much, " How on earth did you take care of the little general?!"

Ye Gucheng closed his eyes quietly. He didn't wave Su Mier's hand away, let alone explain anything. Su Mier could still be sad and angry, but he had lost even the strength to suffer.

The sudden death of a lover has already taken away the color of life.

In the end, Huamanlou couldn't stand it anymore.

He knew how uncomfortable Su Mier was, and even he himself felt shivering in his heart, obviously the voice and smile were still in front of his eyes, but why did he suddenly disappear?

But Huamanlou is more aware that no one suffers more deeply than Ye Gucheng.

He pulled Su Mier back to his side, before he could speak, he was hugged tightly.

Hua Manlou could feel the body in his arms trembling slightly, and his neck had been wetted by Su Mier's scalding tears, obviously he looked extremely sad.

At this time, it was useless to say anything, Hua Manlou just silently stroked Su Mier's back so that he could calm down slowly.

After a while, Su Mier raised his head from Hua Manlou's neck, his eyes were red, but his face was much calmer than before.

"Did the little general have an accident on the battlefield?"

Seeing Ye Gucheng nodding, Su Mier sighed, and tears rolled down his eyes again, "It really is the little general."

The blood-stained battlefield and the corpse shrouded in horse leather are even a kind of pride for soldiers, but will those who are concerned really have no regrets?

But for those who have regrets, can they really leave so simply?

"Little General, will he come back..." Su Mier whispered.

Although he was only talking to himself, the people in the room had profound skills and could hear his words clearly.

"What did you say?!" Although Ye Gucheng's voice was quite steady, there was a bright light in his eyes, "What do you mean when you say it?"

At that moment just now, Su Mier thought of himself, but will this miraculous thing really happen again?

He wasn't even sure of it.

However, Su Mier has a feeling that a person like the little general is no different from a wolf when he starts to be ruthless. He will never be willing to leave this world and the person he loves so much.

"I have died too, and more than once." Su Mier pointed at himself, and with the other hand, he held Hua Manlou's hand, which was tense because of his words, "But I am still fine now." Standing here. You should know that the little general and I come from the same place, so I think the little general may wake up again."

"is it possible?"

Ye Gucheng sat down by the bed, gently caressed his lover's thin cheek, tenderness and pain flowed in his always cold and indifferent eyes.

His lover is rebellious and free and easy, but in front of him, he is always giving and giving way, but he himself seems to have never taken the initiative to do anything for his lover.

Sword Dao and Fuguo occupied most of his life, and at that time he always thought that he and Li Mochen could be together for a longer time, but he didn't want everything to end suddenly.

"I'll be with him, whether he wakes up or not."