UCTOOT CH120

Shi Shu sat at the dining table, talking with Zihan: “The past is in the past. Now, the three of us will live well together.”

Du Zihan: “Sounds a bit weird.”

Shi Shu raised the corners of his lips, smiling: “Hey, Brother Xie left a courtyard for you too. We’re living in Yanzhou for the long term.”

Du Zihan: “Holy crap! So good. Little Schoolbag, you really married into a wealthy family.”

Who understands? Living in an ancient luxury mansion at only twenty-seven, not relying on myself, all relying on my good bro’s boyfriend.

Before Xie Wuchi came over, Shi Shu recounted the mutual understanding in the deep mountains: “You don’t know, I cried miserably at that time.”

Du Zihan: “With Brother Xie’s conditions, crying for a month is fine too. Anyway, you cried him back.”

“…”

Shi Shu chatted with him cheerfully. Not long after, Xie Wuchi came in from the door, tall and upright in plain outer clothes. Du Zihan stood up sensibly, hearing him say: “No need, sit down and eat.”

Shi Shu and Du Zihan chatted about the past, whether drifting on the road, in Qin Village, or these three months in Baijia Village. Shi Shu laughed while listening. Xie Wuchi aside kept his gaze on Shi Shu.

Shi Shu had his hand held by him, withdrew it embarrassedly, didn’t expect to be held again. Just as Shi Shu compromised, he looked up and saw the restless Du Zihan.

Shi Shu: “…”

Du Zihan: “…”

Du Zihan changed the subject: “Remember that big black dog? Not only bit people, but also called a bunch of village dogs, scaring us directly up a tree. Waited a long time for villagers to pass by before taking us away.”

“Another time, heavy rain, neither of us had a place to hide, soaked through…”

The atmosphere was awkward, but at least the meal was finished. Shi Shu took Du Zihan to his courtyard: “This is your two-entry small courtyard. No dogs, and won’t get soaked in rain anymore. Don’t be afraid, we settle down, no need to wander everywhere anymore.”

Du Zihan was timid originally, somewhat emotional. Shi Shu patted his shoulder and turned out of the courtyard.

Xie Wuchi stood under the pagoda tree. Autumn wind rose, blowing his clothes corner. Shi Shu ran over in three steps: “Rarely early today, go back to sleep quickly. You almost haven’t rested.”

The night was dark. Shi Shu led him back to the courtyard. After bathing, pushed him onto the bed without a word, saying: “Sleep.”

Xie Wuchi: “You accompany me.”

Shi Shu climbed onto the bed suppressing a smile: “I didn’t say I was leaving.”

Xie Wuchi propped himself on the bed. Shi Shu took off his clothes one by one, revealing a large patch of firm chest: “Do you want to sleep naked?”

“Mm.”

Shi Shu took off Xie Wuchi’s clothes completely. While taking them off, Xie Wuchi lowered his eyes watching him. Shi Shu lay sideways on the bed, hugged into his arms. Shi Shu smelled the fatigue on Xie Wuchi.

Held by him, Xie Wuchi was really tired. Breathing fell behind his ear, slowly returning to calm. Shi Shu heard the silence outside the window; servants were all dismissed. Just sleeping together was also very good. Xie Wuchi’s body temperature was high, skin basically very hot, seeming able to ignite people.

Shi Shu knew he was tired. Xie Wuchi slept with eyes closed. Bored, he played gently with a lock of Xie Wuchi’s hair. Slowly got sleepy himself.

The bed in the Yanzhou mansion was much softer than the large kang in that small courtyard. Shi Shu noticed some of Xie Wuchi’s sleeping habits—liked to hug his waist from behind, one arm across his chest, the other hugging his waist, legs entangled with his.

Or hugging face to face, Shi Shu’s leg on his waist, sleeping with maximum contact area. In these two postures, certain parts were touching.

Shi Shu extended a hand with difficulty, brushing away Xie Wuchi’s hair, revealing a handsome forehead: “Xie Wuchi, even sleeping like this?”

Xie Wuchi slept very soundly. Too many affairs, sundries, and pressure piled on his shoulders. Shi Shu kissed his jaw lightly, immediately hugged tight, unconsciously rubbing against waist and abdomen.

“…” Shi Shu, “Sleep sleep sleep, won’t provoke you.”

Temperature dropped today. Once night came, Yanzhou city became cool. Shi Shu pulled up the thin quilt, wrapping his tensed back. Never thought before that he could watch someone sleep for hours.

Shi Shu finally fell asleep, had a dream again.

Dreamed of a sunny day, brought Xie Wuchi home. Mom and Dad were in the kitchen washing vegetables and cooking in a panic, secretly looking at Xie Wuchi from the door. Xie Wuchi simply went to the kitchen, chatting with Mom and Dad, helping to cook.

Shi Shu lay on the sofa watching the game, sun warm on his body, listening lazily to their chat.

“What’s your name, surname, how old?”

“I was wandering outside, picked up by Little Book and raised.”

“Mom, look, I not only supported myself but also supported others.”

Shi Shu actually woke up laughing from the dream, pfft, rubbed his sour cheeks.

Looking carefully at the moon shadow, it was actually 1 or 2 am.

Just as Shi Shu wanted to continue sleeping, he felt heat all over. Xie Wuchi woke up sometime, arms hugging his back, wandering all the way down from the fair back of the neck, stroking the line of his spine, and places further down.

Shi Shu was embraced by him, lifting his face: “Day and night, okay?”

Xie Wuchi: “Honeymoon period.”

Shi Shu seemed to have endless lust all over his body. In the narrow bedding, deeply embraced by him, every inch of skin fitting. He sweated slowly. Xie Wuchi as the controller of everything, watched him leisurely, applying or withdrawing lust.

Shi Shu’s black hair stuck to his earlobe, breathing, calming emotions. Xie Wuchi whispered in his ear: “A treasure is beside you, for you to take and use, but you don’t know how to discover.”

Shi Shu supported him: “What else do you want me to do…”

…

After deep kissing, Shi Shu lay in his arms. Two people hugged tightly together. Shi Shu couldn’t sleep, picked up by Xie Wuchi to watch stars and moon in the courtyard.

Xie Wuchi’s clothes were disheveled, inner clothes messy, completely different from working at the government office. Shi Shu closed his collar for him, then was hugged and kissed.

Shi Shu hugged his shoulder: “I heard a young man shouldn’t touch feelings too early, otherwise easily soften will, can’t do big business, spend a lifetime in a gentle village.”

Xie Wuchi smiled faintly: “Gentle village, me?”

Shi Shu: “Yeah.”

Just finished speaking, leg was lifted by a large hand pinching the knee pit, feeling something invading. Xie Wuchi brushed away his hair: “Gentle?”

Shi Shu’s face turned completely red, fingers gripping his shoulders tight.

Night mist condensed into dew, reflecting crystal moonlight. Summer sounds in the grass were fading. Silence inside the mansion gate, only sucking water sounds.

Xie Wuchi held his spine, moving: “I heard news today.”

Shi Shu lay in his arms, originally anxious, but due to intimacy, answered with red ears: “Wh… what?”

“Remember March when we first arrived? At that time, someone rebelled and claimed the throne in Huainan Road, suppressed by Zhao Shirui’s army. Turns out collecting salt tax was too urgent, inciting local merchants and salt bandits to rebel. After suppression, the army suffered tens of thousands of casualties, wasting tens of millions of taels.”

—Any regional rebellion not only shakes people’s hearts but is equivalent to tearing an opening in the behemoth of Great Jing. Lost silver is gushing blood. After injury, time is needed to recover. Multiple injuries may cause worry for the dynasty’s death.

Shi Shu clamped, nodding nervously.

Xie Wuchi’s finger pad stroked the corner of his lip lightly, not impatient, letting that part suck naturally: “I received a letter. The battle of Yunzhou collected money and grain too urgently from Qian’an and Zhongchu prefectures. Local people couldn’t bear the exploitation. While troops converged on Yunzhou, they actually rebelled in the two prefectures.”

Shi Shu just straightened his waist, immediately bent down, wanting to get up impatiently. Xie Wuchi let him have his way, only holding him sitting on his lap. Shi Shu couldn’t care about anything else: “Qian, Qian’an someone rebelled?!”

“It’s been months, just kept hidden by local government, until they fought out of the boundaries. Now that person is draped in flags, claiming to be king, fighting toward the Eastern Capital.”

“Actually such a thing?!”

Past memories flooded back instantly.

That snowy night recovering Dasheng Prefecture, Zhao Shirui massacred the city. Shi Shu fled Xie Wuchi, walking with commoners in war, seeing the misery of fleeing all the way.

In ancient times, almost no army group was benevolent and righteous, whether government troops or peasant uprising troops. Only burning, killing, and looting could accumulate wealth quickly. And among those commanding thousands of troops, how many had Bodhisattva hearts?

Peasants uprising, burning and killing all the way too, robbing big households, then seizing small households, shouting all the way is killing, mouth shouting “went to get rich,” other commoners had to flee for their lives everywhere.

Shi Shu predicted the tragedy of the two prefectures: “Since then the north has been chaotic. You kept farming in Xingu Prefecture, stabilizing and recruiting refugees, avoiding trouble from commoners…”

“Now, Great Jing’s southwest is also chaotic. The central part is about to fall into chaos.”

Equivalent to stabbing two more knives into Great Jing’s body, blood flowing.

Shi Shu was inevitably nervous, held in Xie Wuchi’s arms.

“Peasant rebellion, future variables are greater. See what the result will be later, no rush.”

Xie Wuchi only governed the Northern Army. Southwest was not his jurisdiction. Peasants rebelling there naturally had nothing to do with him. So besides weighing pros and cons, just watching the fire from the other side.

“Life is not full hundred, often harbor thousand-year worry. If worrying about the world’s troubles, simply can’t sleep at night.”

Shi Shu looked up.

Xie Wuchi said: “Do the things at hand well.”

Shi Shu nodded. Leaning on Xie Wuchi’s shoulder, also understood: “Northern Army territory is peaceful, people live and work in peace, exchanged for your busyness day and night.”

Xie Wuchi: “You also know, my ultimate goal is not for the people. Conserve strength, develop strongholds, capture the Eastern Capital, this is my goal.”

Shi Shu: “Mm… but the result is the same.”

Xie Wuchi held him on his lap again: “Make me happy, I can do more things that make you happy too.”

“…”

Don’t say such words that make him seem useless.

Deep midnight, hip roof, flowing stream, in the octagonal pavilion. Shi Shu played with Xie Wuchi’s hair. They were in the pavilion. If daytime, there would inevitably be many people coming and going. But sending away the servants at night was no different from being in public.

Moonlight shone on skin. Xie Wuchi buried his head working for a while, then kissed Shi Shu. Sweat ran down his jaw. His eyelashes were wet with vapor, black and sticky. Shi Shu really couldn’t stand it, said: “Xie Wuchi, I seem to be getting pregnant.”

Xie Wuchi: “Give birth. I’ll raise.”

Shi Shu: “In your dreams. I’m only 21. Even if I could get pregnant, wouldn’t get pregnant for you.”

Xie Wuchi paused, raising a hand to lift black hair. Sweat gave everything a different meaning.

He lowered his head, kissing Shi Shu’s earlobe again.

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