Advise you not to be arrogant

The silver light sprinkled down, illuminating the mess on the rice paddies and roads.

The Dragon Sparrow Knife was hanging a few inches from the back of Ye Wenling's neck, cold sweat drenched her stiff body, she shouted in a daze, "Are you crazy? This is Kuofu, not Luoyang!"

Lin An's hand holding the Longque Knife trembled slightly, and the silvery blade was almost close to Ye Wenling's skin. She looked at Jiang Shu helplessly, "You just watched him kill me like this?"

Jiang Shu stood against the backlight, making it impossible to see his face clearly.Under Lin An's fiery eyes, he sighed with mixed feelings, walked slowly in front of the two of them, knelt down, pressed Ye Wenling's back neck, and said apologetically, "Master Hou is drunk, Miss Ye please." Excuse me. I'm sorry."

With a lot of effort, Ye Wenling's body softened and he fell into a coma.

He withdrew his hand, but was held by Lin An on the way.Jiang Shu gritted his teeth and looked up at Lin An. Lin An's eyes were bright and full of emotions.

"Jiang Shu, what did you say?"

Never thinking that he would bring up this matter under such circumstances, knowing that it was inevitable, Jiang Shu squinted at Lin An, and sighed, "Move away from Miss Ye first."

Lin An climbed up from Ye Wenling with hands and feet, and he threw the Dragon Sparrow Saber on the ground casually.

"You don't want to know how I died?" Jiang Shu regretfully picked up the Dragon Sparrow Knife. Although the white cloth wrapping the blade was a bit torn, it was still usable.

Lin An excitedly grabbed his hand, the Dragon Sparrow Knife slipped from his hand, Jiang Shu pouted, "Guess."

"Death of old age? Death of illness? Was struck to death by lightning on the wedding day? The emperor asked you to be buried with me? To avenge me? No... Impossible, you can't even go to northern Xinjiang. How did you die?" Lin Clutching his hand secretly, he was a little incoherent.

Jiang Shu was pressed by him every step of the way, and stepped back again and again to lean against the big tree on the side of the road.

"Lin An, how did you know?" Jiang Shu stared at him quietly, without answering his question.

Lin An's expression was very urgent, but he still answered patiently: "Back then in Tai Academy, Xu Laihong punished you for copying books, I guessed it then."

"Why?" Jiang Shu asked in a daze.

Burying his head into Jiang Shu's shoulder, he said with a muffled laugh: "Otherwise, why do you think I can recognize your bad handwriting? I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to find you for the first time when I went out to war, but you avoided seeing me, so I stole you The paper hidden under the inkstone."

Jiang Shu blushed, "You are a dignified Marquis of Ding'an... you actually steal what others like!"

"What's good? How shameless, the ghostly drawn characters are still pressed under the inkstone like a treasure. Ben Hou thought it was something you wrote to your sweetheart when you were young."

"Shut, it's none of your business!" Jiang Shu punched him angrily, and after a while, he asked shyly, "After that, you took away all the papers I hid under the pen rest, under the pillow, and in the dark compartment." gone?"

Lin An raised his eyebrows and nodded, answering it as a matter of course: "Yes."

"I thought..." Jiang Shu was so angry that his face turned blue instantly.

"I'm in northern Xinjiang. I read these words when I'm free. I want to see which girl you wrote to. When I return to Beijing, I will be robbed by the girl. I have to say, Jiang Shu, your handwriting is really bad. " Lin sighed secretly, and then smiled relievedly, "How can a person's handwriting look the same from childhood to adulthood, and your pen style is exactly the same as back then, so I guess, you, like me, are..."

Jiang Shu covered his mouth with his hands, and shook his head to signal that he didn't need to speak any more.

The young man's breathing was a little short, and the spray on Jiang Shu's palm was numb. Jiang Shu shrank back as if his hand had been scalded, and Lin An asked, "What about you?"

"It was also at that time."

Lin An angrily opened his eyes, "Then during the spring hunt, you still pretended to be stupid with Ben Hou?"

Jiang Shu frowned, his eyes flickered a little, "At that time, you were blaming me, even if I admit it, you would think that I approached you because of guilt."

"Isn't it?" Lin An pretended not to know.

"Don't put on an air, don't you know it in your heart?"

"Benhou didn't know. By the way, how did you die? You can rest easy in Luoyang, how can you just die?"

Jiang Shu froze, "Forgot."

Lin An leaned closer to his face, the faint smell of wine rose into the tip of his nose, Jiang Shu turned his head away, and pushed Lin An's chest closer and closer, the atmosphere between the two became more subtle.

"You are old, when you are full of children and grandchildren, you remember that the Marquis was good to you, and you died with regrets?" Lin An joked with Jiang Shu, with a bright light reflected in his black eyes, and the corners of his lips were raised high, revealing his two eyes. A sleek and playful canine tooth.

Such a presumptuous smile, full of publicity and joy, almost drowned Jiang Shu in it.

"Hmm..." Jiang Shu lowered his head in response.

"..." Lin An's smile froze, and he grabbed Jiang Shu's waist. The strength of his hands seemed to break Jiang Shu's bones, and he asked through gritted teeth, "Really?"

"Yes."

Lin An sneered and said, "He was struck to death by lightning, right?"

"The sky was struck by lightning, and he died a terrible death." Jiang Shu said weakly.

Slowing down the force in his palm, Lin An pursed his lips and smiled, "Then you should treat Ben Hou better, and you won't be so lucky if you die again."

"Yeah." Jiang Shu leaned his head on his shoulder, "Do you believe me?"

Lin An shook his head decisively, "I don't believe it."

"..." Jiang Shu poked him in the waist, "Trust me!"

"Letter." Lin An said with a doting smile.

Jiang Shu raised his head moved, with tears in his eyes, "I didn't expect you to still believe me, I thought you would hate me."

Lin secretly smiled and said nothing, put down Jiang Shu, leaned against the tree with his hands on his head, "Jiang Shu, I can be sure, you like me, right?"

Following his example, leaning against the tree, looking up at the night sky, nodded and said, "Yes."

"I won't ask too much about the past, and don't hide from now on."

"it is good."

"How did you die?" Lin An asked unwillingly.

"Struck to death by lightning."

"Jiang Shu," Lin An paused for a moment, looked sideways at Jiang Shu, his Adam's apple slipped, "I want to kiss you."

"Lin An," Jiang Shu bent his eyes and smiled, "I want to kiss you too."

Jiang Shu turned over and quickly kissed the corner of Lin An's lips.

Lin An narrowed his eyes, stroking the place Jiang Shu kissed, "Did Ben Hou agree?"

"Master Hou wants to get it back?"

Leaning over to stare at Jiang Shu, he replied, "Of course."

Jiang Shu shook his head righteously, "No, you and I are teenagers, so we can't act like adults."

Lin An curled one corner of his mouth, looked at Jiang Shu with a half-smile, and suddenly leaned over to cover Jiang Shu. Seeing that the situation was not good, Jiang Shu gnawed on Lin An's lips, "Okay, it's even."

"Aren't you afraid that the Marquis will dislike you?"

"Not afraid."

"Then maybe, at that time, Benhou had admired you for seven years, but what about you? If Benhou didn't like you anymore, what would you do?"

Jiang Shu pointed to the unconscious Ye Wenling, and said seriously: "Go back to Dadu and get married with her."

"Don't even think about it!"

"So you can't dislike me."