Miao Jiangke

The gentle wind rolled into the casement with noise, and a muffled hum came from the light golden bed curtain.

Qiu Yangui raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, opened his eyes with difficulty, the pain in his body came clearly, he sighed softly, suddenly there was movement outside the door.

A slender and fair hand lifted the curtain of the bed, and Zuo Qingyue was holding a bowl of white fungus soup in his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, he felt guilty, and he said cautiously, "Yan Gui, are you hungry?"

Qiu Yangui looked at him quietly, then closed his eyes and rested his mind, a little unwilling to pay attention to others.

Zuo Qingyue had no choice but to squat down, put his face closer, and said in a warm voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"...I don't feel well anywhere." Qiu Yangui's voice was very hoarse, and the bruises and mottles exposed on his neck pierced Zuo Qingyue, making his heart feel weaker.

He cleared his throat and put the tremella soup aside.

"I was the one who went too far last night."

Zuo Qingyue thought of Qiu Yangui sitting straddling him, blushing and looking at him intently and promised, "Young Master, Yangui just wants to stay by your side."

There are still some stuttering, "We, we... let's get married."

It's no wonder that he didn't know how to measure properly, even if he thinks about it now, he is still a little excited, Zuo Qingyue kissed his forehead lightly, his eyes were aggrieved, "It's my fault, Yan Gui pays attention to me."

Qiu Yangui turned his eyes away, and said in a low voice, "...it hurts."

Zuo Qingyue's heart ached in an instant, and he hurriedly hugged him gently, Yan Gui's eyes were still red, and he was leaning against his arms wearily.

Zuo Qingyue had no choice but to gently rub him, "Is this better?"

"En." Qiu Yangui replied listlessly.

Annoyance flashed in Zuo Qingyue's beautiful eyes, and she whispered in his ear, "Next time if I'm still like this, you have to tell me..."

"I said it." Qiu Yangui looked at him quietly, as if silently said four words.

— have you stopped?

Zuo Qingyue was speechless for a moment, he paused, and said seriously, "...then you do it, with the force of our wild goose, I may not be able to defeat it in real terms."

There was a shock in his heart, Zuo Qingyue lowered his eyes, and realized that it was him who was laughing, Qiu Yangui lost most of his anger, and just leaned lazily in his arms to enjoy, "Young Master."

"Ok?"

"Easy."

"Hmmmm~"

Qiu Yangui suddenly raised his face from his embrace, looked at him carefully, and murmured, "We are really going to get married."

Zuo Qingyue pinched his cheeks, her eyes were very gentle, "Yes, you still don't call me husband?"

Qiu Yangui smiled lightly, a little curious, but a little hesitant, "Then should I wear a hijab?"

Zuo Qingyue looked at him and didn't speak, but his eyes became softer and softer, and after a while he said softly, "No need."

Qiu Yangui breathed a sigh of relief, but looked up at him again, a tangle flashed across his handsome face, "If the young master likes..." He seemed to be able to bear it.

His lips were kissed lightly, Zuo Qingyue looked at him like a seductive goblin, and sighed softly, "I like Yangui no matter what."

Qiu Yangui gathered a smile in his eyes, and heard him whisper again.

"I'm more beautiful, so I'll come."

Zuo Qingyue rubbed the tip of his nose against him, with a smile in his eyes, "The wild goose is coming back to marry me, okay?"

Qiu Yangui looked at him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

It took a while to hug him again, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

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The pear blossoms were waiting to bloom, red silk floated up in Miaojiang, which was always adorned with silver decorations, the lanterns were hung up early, the gates of the city were opened wide, and all the major sects in the rivers and lakes received an invitation card, and came to congratulate them.

Everyone knows that Zuo Qingyue, the Gu King of Miaojiang, is cruel and ruthless. He never imagined that one day he would be able to treat someone affectionately.

Some people admire and praise, some people sneer... It's just that no one dares to show any disrespect.

The people from "Gu Sect" and "Swallowing Cloud Pavilion" were talking about their marriage, these days they were laughing as if they were married, Qi Cheng went back to Jianzong and invited Mr. Qi out of the mountain.

Marriage is different from others, and there are two gentlemen, so it is somewhat different.

The two rode on horses and walked forward slowly. On both sides were people watching the excitement, with different costumes, and they came from all corners of the country.

People from Gu Sect and Swallowing Cloud Pavilion were busy sprinkling wedding money and candy.

In the end, Qiu Yangui was not willing to let Zuo Qingyue wear a hijab, but put on a veil symbolically, and a red gauze was tied on his black hair, which fluttered softly in the wind.

Qiu Yangui had her ponytails tied up, all of them were in red robes, one was pure and beautiful, the other was handsome, they were a perfect match from a distance.

The evening wind seemed to be soaked in wine, making him feel that everything he saw was half-dream and half-awake.

Fortunately, there was another person beside him, holding the other end of the red silk.

They walked across the Kai Bridge and passed through Xianzhi Street.

Hearing everyone's laughter and blessings, they stopped in front of the gate of Swallowing Cloud Pavilion, where the suzerains of all the sects gathered.

Qi Cheng sat in the second seat, his eyes were slightly red, and the gray-haired Mr. Qi was sitting in the upper seat. Qiu Yangui held Zuo Qingyue's hand tightly with the two tablets in his hands.

Then worship heaven and earth.

They bowed their heads deeply to each other.

When everything was over, Qiu Yangui took the initiative to hold Zuo Qingyue and knelt in front of Mr. Qi to thank him. Mr. Qi carefully looked at Qiu Yangui for a long time, gave him a token for the two of them, gave him a few words of advice, and then left with a smile .

As the years got older, the former head of Jianzong couldn't resist the precipitation of the years, and disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

With Qi Cheng's help and secretly winking at them, the two returned to the bedroom earlier.

It wasn't until I stepped here that the voice in my ears became clear, and the red candle lights flickered on the Xi character, blurred and gentle.

The door was gently closed, Qiu Yangui looked back as if feeling something, but was surrounded by people from behind.

The neck was kissed twice, the slightly intoxicating aroma of wine lingered on the tip of the nose, Zuo Qingyue's voice was lazy and magnetic, and he murmured bewitchingly, "The wild goose returns..."

Qiu Yangui's breathing was slightly rapid. Today was different from the past, and he was also a little moved. He slowly raised his hand to untie the belt around his waist, and his outer robe fell loosely.

Zuo Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes became darker, Qiu Yangui smiled lightly, raised his hand to press him against the door panel, licked and kissed his Adam's apple, put his hand into his clothes, and gradually lowered it.

Zuo Qingyue hooked his waist, and the two shadows stuck tightly together, the candle flickered on and off, but this time it didn't go out.

"Yan Gui, I want to see you." Zuo Qingyue stared closely at the person below him, his voice hoarse and tense.

Qiu Yangui panted lightly, hooked his neck, and kissed him actively, "...Okay."

The broken sound was shattered in the strong wind little by little, as if floating in the air powerlessly, and could only grasp something in vain, resisting waves of ungentle baptism.

The starry night flickers, and the pear blossoms on the branches are fragrant.

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Happy Tanabata~

Excessive sweetness