Blade of Wind

"Sure enough, the wine I drank secretly has a special taste."

The guy who crawled in through the window in the middle of the night to find me out for a drink and supper said this with a smile after taking a big sip of wine from the jar.

We're sitting now on a remote terrace in Falcon Palace that I can't even name.

There is not even a light in the palace room behind, obviously it has not been used for a long time.The steps that come up are hidden in the lush vegetation, and you can't even find it if you are not careful.And the direction we are facing is a vast sea of ​​clouds.

This place is really hidden enough, we took a long turn to hide here.Even if Aao finds out that I'm not there, he won't be able to come here for a while.

So I leaned on Shang Long's side to eat chicken legs with peace of mind, and occasionally leaned over to take a sip of wine with his hand.

Shang Long put his arms around me in one hand, held the wine jar in the other, looked at the sea of ​​clouds from afar, and said, "Actually, Pusu doesn't look like it has been abandoned for more than ten years."

It was already very late at this time, but under the sea of ​​clouds, some lights could still be seen faintly, like stars in the sky.

Pusu is indeed a bustling city, and there are many lively streets that are brightly lit all night. According to Mo Yekong and the others, the population of the city is not much different from those of the capitals of countries in the prosperous age.

The city did not seem to have suffered much damage in the long years of these ten years.

"It's all thanks to Yuexi." I said, and then sighed, although I was a bit reluctant, but I couldn't help admitting it.

"Well, he is really a talented man." Shang Long paused for a moment, then looked down at me, "But your tone sounds like you don't trust this man very much?"

I shrugged irresolutely.

"Why?" Shang Long asked.

"He's not handsome." I muttered, took Shang Long's hand, and took a sip of the wine from the jar.

Shang Long laughed, "Oh, this is really a special reason."

I also smiled, leaned on his shoulder, and said, "To be honest, I'm a little afraid of him."

"Ok?"

"Every time I catch his gaze, I feel like he is warning me, 'If you dare to do strange things, I don't care about killing the king again'." With a knife."

Shang Long was silent for a while, then smiled wryly, and said, "Xiao Jie, you are too sensitive."

"I can't help but think so. You said that person, what is he thinking? Even if the evil deeds of the previous king have reached a level that is more unbearable than the waste without a king, what is the fault of the previous Feng Lin?" I asked. He took another sip of wine and said, "That's why I asked before, what is a king to the people here? What is God's will? Obviously everyone knows that the king is chosen by the so-called God's will, and the unicorn is just a mouthpiece. So, what kind of bullshit reason is this that "the people are desperate for the famous man who elected a fatuous king twice in a row"? Why did Fenglin have to be killed because of the will of heaven that he could not defy? Yuexi cut down the unicorn What kind of mentality did you have at the time of your head? Trying to make Fang Country deserted for so long..."

Shang Long frowned slightly, "This... I don't know. Let me see, why don't you find a chance to have an open and honest talk with Yuexi?"

"Huh?" I couldn't help laughing out loud, looking back at him, "Do you want me to ask Yuexi directly 'Why did you kill Fenglin'?"

"Why not? It's better than mutual suspicion between the monarch and his ministers?"

That's true, but...

"I'll talk about it later. It's clear and bright now, so don't talk about these spoilers." I waved my hand and dragged the wine jar in Shang Long's hand, "Drink, drink."

"Take it easy." Shang Long smiled and held my hand, "It's almost there. If you drink any more, you should be drunk."

I swallowed the wine and wiped the stain with my hand, "Huh? Since you asked me to drink, are you still afraid that I will get drunk?"

"Scared, very scared." Shang Long looked at me a little bit dumbfounded, "Who knows if you'll hit people again when you're drunk?"

...My wine quality isn't that bad, is it?Although I really wanted to refute this, but for some reason, I couldn't get the words out of my mouth, so I had to laugh embarrassingly, and continued to tear a chicken wing to eat.

Shang Long accompanied me, chatting with each other some gossip.

In the end, I still drank a little too much, and the alcohol came up after a while, my cheeks were hot like a ball of fire, I was dizzy, I was dangling at everything, and even when I heard Shang Long speak, I felt a big sentence The small sentence is so vague that it seems to be far away in the sky.He simply leaned limply in Shang Long's arms and stopped talking.

"Eh? Are you still drunk?" Shang Long frowned and supported my shoulder, "I'll take you back..."

I hugged his hand, "No."

"Okay, go back to sleep."

"I'll sing for you..."

"...I will sing again tomorrow."

"What would you like to sing?"

"..."

When I was thinking hard about what song to sing, I heard a very familiar voice call out coldly: "Your Majesty King Yan."

I turned my head and raised my eyes to see a tall and thin man standing on the other side of the steps.

She was dressed in a dark blue robe, as vast as the night, but her long pale golden hair was as bright as moonlight, and those amethyst-like eyes were full of anger, but they looked as cold as thousands of years of profound ice.

I shivered, but squinted at him for a while, then smiled brightly, and stretched out my hand to pull him while calling "A Ao".

It was empty, but he stumbled and fell over.

"Be careful." Shang Long's voice called.

Ah Ao didn't speak, just took a step forward, stretched out his hand to catch my body.

So I confidently hung most of my weight on him and smirked.

Ao sighed heavily.

I didn't hear what Shang Long said, but I heard A Ao coldly said: "...Knowing that she is injured, but still taking her out to drink and force her like this, this is what King Yan did. Is it the way of the guest?"

"...I want to drink it myself." I argued.

"Shut up." Ao snorted coldly, then picked me up and walked off the balcony.

"You hate me!" I pouted, poked his face with a finger, accusing him.

He paused, then snorted, and quickened his pace.

"It's really unreasonable. Everyone doesn't take me seriously, even you hate me, Ao, you have turned bad..."

I babbled all the way, but Ao didn't even bother to hum, and carried me back to the bedroom and put me on the bed.

I reached out and grabbed him, "I want a drink."

"...Who told you to drink so much wine and talk so much nonsense!" Although Ah Ao scolded me like this, he still poured a glass of water and handed it over.

But at this time, everything I saw was two shadows. When I reached out to pick it up, not only was it empty, but I knocked over the cup when I raised my hand.

Ah Ao sighed, poured another cup, supported me, and said, "Don't move, I'll feed you." Then he put the cup to my lips.

I obediently responded and drank water from the cup.

Ah Ao held the cup and poured it slowly towards my mouth in a small arc.I thought he was too slow, so I reached out to help him, but I couldn't control the strength when I was drunk, and knocked over the cup directly.

The water splashed on my face, I regained consciousness a little, frowned, and said softly, "Sorry."

Ah Ao sighed again, took out a handkerchief, gently wiped off the water on my face, then poured water again, stopped for a while, took a sip of water to hold in his mouth, and fed it with his mouth.

... something seems wrong.

But at this time, the desire for water completely suppressed my little rationality that was almost consumed by alcohol.

I instinctively swallowed the liquid he fed into my mouth, even sticking my tongue towards him, sucking greedily.

Ao moaned softly and let me go.

Seeing that he was about to leave, I hurriedly stretched out my hand to drag him, but fearing that I would miss out, I simply opened my arms and hugged the two shadows together.

A Ao was hugged firmly by me, almost fell on the bed, frowned and moaned again, "...Jie."

"...and..." I hugged him tightly, murmuring vaguely.

Ah Ao was about to pull my hand away, but she froze there immediately, and called me again: "Jie?"

"water……"

Ah Ao was quiet for a long while, and then responded softly, "Well, let me go, I'll pour."

He poured water again, he didn't use his mouth to feed me, he just supported me, brought the cup to my lips, and slowly fed me bit by bit.

I drank enough water, sighed contentedly, lay back on the bed, closed my eyes, and vaguely felt that Ao hadn't left.

He stroked my face lightly, and said softly: "Did I...should have gotten you drunk long ago?"