UCTOOT CH97

Shi Shu: “Did she say that?”

One sentence after another asking if I’m dead yet, right?

Xie Wuchi said indifferently: “It was a slip of the tongue on my part. She asked, ‘Is Benefactor still alive? How is Benefactor’s health? Benefactor—'”

“…Alright, alright,” Shi Shu believed him and started pondering, “It’s good that she’s still alive. But what kindness do I owe her? Escorting her forty li out of the city, helping to chase away dogs and geese, actually doesn’t count for much. Yet she came specifically to see me.”

Xie Wuchi hooked the clothes hanging at the head of the bed and put them on: “Exactly, and she came from the enemy Min zone to Great Jing territory. Logically speaking, she couldn’t cross the border from north of the Cha River in three days. She probably followed the Min army from the beginning, traveling as a family member of an officer, and is now staying outside Yinzhou City.”

“Came with Yuan He and Yuan Guan?”

Xie Wuchi: “She’s already married, yet still follows her parents?”

Shi Shu’s heart suddenly chilled, his back feeling cold, a bad premonition rising: “But she’s just a little girl… she shouldn’t have any malicious intent? But then again, two or three years ago she was a little sister of fourteen. Now she’s seventeen or eighteen. Time really flies.”

Xie Wuchi was already striding towards the door: “Anyway, although she is an old acquaintance of yours, she now has half a foot in the Min army. Perhaps someone is instructing her from behind, so we can’t view it simply. Later, I’ll meet her with you.”

Shi Shu squinted his peach blossom eyes, propping himself up boringly: “Got it. Go busy yourself, busy man. Jia Wu’s obituary is still waiting for you to handle.”

“I’ll come back early to see you,” Xie Wuchi looked at him again before leaving, “I’ll try to come back at noon to eat with you.”

Shi Shu: “Ah?” Seems like Xie Wuchi is the kind of man who wants to do everything as a couple when in a relationship.

Shi Shu didn’t want to say he didn’t want to, but felt a bit embarrassed to say he wanted to. Watching Xie Wuchi go out, his figure disappearing into the night, Shi Shu sat up straight. Just as he wanted to lie back on the bed, he suddenly did a carp kip to prevent his back full of holes from falling. He grimaced on his handsome face: “Close call, almost forgot about these wounds again!”

The room returned to quiet. The faint scent of white sandalwood on the couch indicated Xie Wuchi had been back just now. Shi Shu thought Xie Wuchi really has taste. Working himself to death every day, yet changing into various luxurious clothes when coming back at night, grooming himself like a peacock displaying its tail. Such vigorous energy.

Shi Shu sat until the scent was too faint to smell, then touched that book of erotica again, unable to resist taking another look.

“Indecent! Indecent!”

Touching it with his fingertips felt like an electric shock. Every action was so explicit it made his heart race, reminding him of what Xie Wuchi had said: When you’re better, I want to try everything.

“Don’t even think about it! What kind of pictures are these? Helping with hands is already the limit. Why are there ones using mouths and lower bodies? We straight guys really don’t understand.”

Associating it with using the mouth or the inside of the body, that intimate touch of body temperature, Shi Shu’s mind suddenly linked it to Xie Wuchi, being pressed by his controlling hand somewhere, the Adam’s apple swallowing under fair and thin skin, the mouth blocked full of scent, touching the hot, intricately patterned tattoo. Shi Shu instantly blushed to the point of bristling, wishing he could tear the book apart. He simply stood up and walked out the door with a pure heart and few desires.

Just as the sky was turning bright, Lin Yangchun came to change his dressing. As soon as he entered, he said, sweating profusely: “It’s not peaceful outside!”

Shi Shu lay on the bed reading a serious book: “You mean Jia Wu’s death?”

“Playing with Min courtesans, singing and dancing every night, killed by those women in his deep sleep in the middle of the night. Serves him right. At a time of such national enmity and family hatred, he still didn’t stop to rest.”

Shi Shu’s fingers moved slightly. Is this Xie Wuchi’s trick of crossing the sea under camouflage? He said: “It’s spread everywhere? So that’s how he died? I just found out.”

“You just found out?” Lin Yangchun suddenly leaned close, staring at him with a smile, “Young Master Xie, the coroner who examined the corpse was my peer in the same year. He invited me to see the corpse together. The force of the crossbow that pierced the throat was extremely heavy. Other guards had their throats cut. Judging from the cross-section of the wounds, the force was definitely not something a girl could do casually—”

Shi Shu almost dropped the book in his hand: “Imperial Physician Lin, you also moonlight as a forensic doctor?!”

“What forensic doctor? Don’t understand.” Imperial Physician Lin took out the ointment and applied it to his back, “Anyway, I heard those dancers were caught fleeing outside the city. Some died from random arrows, and others fled to unknown places, currently being tracked. A Deputy Commissioner of the Bureau of Military Affairs at the border being killed is an event that shakes the court.”

Shi Shu listened without daring to make a sound, flipping those two pages back and forth. He also had some thoughts in his mind: “Xie Wuchi and Jia Wu didn’t get along. with Jia Wu dead, Xie Wuchi will probably become a suspect. His urgent task now is to quickly shift the blame to the people of Bei Min.”

“How to shift?” Shi Shu muttered to himself.

Lin Yangchun: “Shift what?”

Shi Shu hurriedly held up the book to show it: “Qimin Yaoshu, studying sowing, how to thresh rice. See? I read serious books, absolutely not messy books.”

Lin Yangchun was puzzled: “Uh?”

“………………”

Shi Shu changed the subject: “Is it okay outside the city now? What’s everyone’s reaction to Jia Wu’s death?”

“The reaction is—Yinzhou is going to change.” Lin Yangchun said, “Change quickly. That pit for dead people can hardly hold any more!”

Shi Shu responded. Jia Wu’s death probably couldn’t be covered up. Deputy Commissioner of the Bureau of Military Affairs referred to the second-in-command in the court’s military affairs. Although the Deputy Commissioner himself had no military power, this official position could be described as glorious and prominent.

Almost all of the tens of millions of people paying attention to this war knew Jia Wu’s name. And it was precisely such a high-ranking official placed with high hopes who died suddenly in the middle of the night at the hands of the singers he kept daily. Of course, there were currently rumors of assassination by old enemies, etc. In short, Jia Wu’s death was bound to become a public case shaking the inside and outside of the court.

Shi Shu flipped through the book in boredom, thinking about walking around outside the city, but his body was really weak now. Shi Shu was very angry, and the consequences were serious. Before leaving, Imperial Physician Lin suddenly started digging into his chest and took out a packet of things.

“Young Master Xie, your things. Take them.”

Shi Shu pinched it in his palm, touching the familiar round box and casings. His back went stiff, and his face instantly turned beet red: “Imperial Physician Lin, y-y-you… what is this…”

“Your body is inconvenient now and you can’t walk around. He must be accompanying you day and night, or coming to keep you company. Imperial Physician Lin knows very well when men and women have time to make babies and when the human heart thinks of lust! Keep it safe.”

“………………”

Shi Shu broke defense: “Imperial Physician Lin, you really have a benevolent healer’s heart, saving everyone you meet!”

Lin Yangchun: “Illness is bad after all. Lin acts according to his ability. Gone, meet again.”

Lin Yangchun shouldered his medicine chest and turned to leave the room.

Shi Shu looked at the pitch-black package in front of him, standing stiffly in place. After a moment, Shi Shu opened it to look, sighing softly under the starlight: “To think I, Shi Shu, a straight boy, have fallen to such a state. Depraved, depraved.”

Inside the pouch were three boxes of rich ointment and dried sheep intestines, emitting a faint fresh scent. The descriptions and pictures in the storybook came to Shi Shu’s mind again.

Face red and ears scorching, heart racing.

Lin Yangchun hadn’t gone far from the door when his dry, middle-aged voice was heard: “Greetings, my lord.”

“Imperial Physician Lin, take care.” Xie Wuchi’s voice.

“!!!” Shi Shu quickly tightened the string of the package, like casting aside something shameful, and quickly hid it under the bedding on the inner side of the bed, pressing it tightly.

With a creak, the door was pushed open. Xie Wuchi was wearing snow-white mourning clothes, his hair tied with a plain white silk ribbon. The long robe touched the ground, pure and solemn. Under his lowered eyes was a deep coldness. In the hot weather, he had just returned from offering condolences at Jia Wu’s courtyard.

Upon entering, Xie Wuchi began to undress, taking off this cumbersome mourning attire.

Shi Shu was sweating with anxiety, afraid the hidden items would be seen, his eyes darting around.

Xie Wuchi undid the thin belt at his side, his gaze stopping on the tips of Shi Shu’s reddened ears: “Is it very hot in the room?”

Shi Shu: “Not hot, it’s okay…”

Xie Wuchi glanced again at the messy bedding, the obviously deliberate folds, and his boyfriend’s evasive eyes. Slowly walking to the bedside, leaving the belt at his waist, he said: “Help me.”

Shi Shu extended his hand: “What’s wrong? Tied very tight?”

Then, he suddenly realized. Looking up, this was indeed one of Xie Wuchi’s flirtations, asking him to help undo the belt on his clothes. Shi Shu’s fingers started to fumble: “Is it that hard to untie?”

The distance between them became very close. The hot breath of just having been in the sun on Xie Wuchi’s body hit him. Broad shoulders and narrow waist; the belt was pinned exactly at the waist and abdomen. With slight breathing, the distinct muscles were also rising and falling.

Seeing Xie Wuchi’s abs to this day, Shi Shu’s first reaction was still male competition: “How did you train?”

Unknowingly very close to Xie Wuchi, with his head half-lowered, his concise and neat chest was right in front of his eyes. Xie Wuchi just had thin skin, not thin muscles. The strong and slender lines were very obvious, and the accumulation of power implied an explosive male momentum. For him, the sense of control over his own power was indispensable, so he would exercise often to enhance strength and coordination.

Xie Wuchi: “In the army, drilling together with the soldiers.”

Shi Shu no longer had the bristling sensation of scalp numbness towards Xie Wuchi’s body as before. withdrawing his gaze, his fingers seriously undid the belt, studying the structure of the knot, stopping occasionally to scratch his soft hair.

After a moment, a soft sigh seemed to sound in his ear.

“Really just caring about undoing the belt.”

“Look at me more.”

“………………”

Blood rushed to the top of Shi Shu’s ears. His handsome face instantly turned red. He looked up at him with a gaze that said “Xie Wuchi, you know what I want to curse you with, so I won’t say it.”

Looking down again, the mature, dark complexion was extremely passionate and full of desire. The bones and muscles under the skin moved casually, as if tempered, emitting an aphrodisiac scent. Strange… why didn’t I have the urge to touch him before.

Shi Shu’s fair fingers inexplicably moved to his waist, pasting onto the hot skin.

Shi Shu’s chin was pinched by a hand covered with thin calluses. Looking up, the kiss fell.

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