"You went to find Liu Tinglan today?"

It was night, and there were sporadic snowflakes in the sky. Gu Caizhi had dinner, and suddenly wanted to see Lian Qingjue, so he went to Lian's Mansion to look for him, but when he arrived at Lian's Mansion, he was told by Uncle Park that Lian Qingjue had gone to Leaf Tower, so he looked for him again.

"yes."

Lian Qingjue took off his cloak for Gu Caizhi, and picked up a towel to wipe off the little snowflakes that fell on his head.

"What did you tell him? I heard that he stayed here for a long time? ”

Gu Caizhi sat on the soft couch, took the hot tea handed by Lian Qingjue and drank two sips.

"Tsk, why is it becoming more and more a vinegar jar." Lian Qingjue chuckled, "Then Liu Tinglan is in love with Ah Wan, what do you think I will do to him?" ”

"Who has become a vinegar jar!"

Gu Caizhi had a hard mouth, but in fact, he was unhappy in his heart that Lian Qingjue was alone with other men.

"Okay, no, no."

Lian Qingjue sat next to Gu Caizhi and tidied up his hair, which was a little messy by the wind.

"The national chaos is coming, I don't want Ah Wan to be hurt, so I plan to let her and Liu Tinglan get married as soon as possible, and let Liu Tinglan take her away from the city."

"Also, if the two countries really meet each other at that time, and Cai Yong wants to start, you will bear the brunt of it, and it is better for Ah Wan to leave early."

Gu Caizhi reached out and held Lian Qingjue's cold hand.

"If there's anything you can't hide from me, tell me."

"Okay."

Lian Qingjue hugged Gu Caizhi from behind, feeling the warmth coming from Gu Caizhi's body.

"Then about Cai Yong, when are you going to tell the emperor?"

Gu Caizhi leaned into Lian Qingjue's arms and asked.

"Wait a few more days." Lian Qingjue's arm was wrapped around Gu Caizhi's waist, "You don't know, since the death of Cui Jiuling, the emperor has been obsessed with lust, although there is no concubine or concubine in the harem, but there are countless handsome men and beautiful women, in recent months, I heard Cao Fuxi say that the emperor is favoring a man, and he can't listen to political affairs at all. ”

"Who does that man be?"

For this matter, the officials of the Manchu Dynasty have all heard about it, Gu Caizhi frowned, and said.

"It's also the person from the Hongxi class, named Wen Xianchu."

Lian Qingjue's hand began to gently grope around Gu Caizhi's waist dishonestly.

"Oh? People from the Red Jubilee Class? ”

Gu Caizhi frowned and pressed Lian Qingjue's hands.

"This Wen Xianchu is Cui Jiuling's senior brother, and like Cui Jiuling, he sings Danjiao, and it is said that his appearance is very symbolic."

Lian Qingjue broke free of Gu Caizhi's hand with a little force.

"At the beginning, wasn't Cui Jiuling entering the palace alone?"

Gu Caizhi glared at Lian Qingjue, who was proud, and sorted out Lian Qingjue's messed clothes.

"I entered the palace alone, after Cui Jiuling's death, this Wen Xian happened to be seen by the emperor when he first entered the palace to help Cui Jiuling sort out the relics, and the emperor saw that he was good-looking, so he let him stay in the palace."

Lian Qingjue grabbed Gu Caizhi's hands with one hand, and the other hand poked into his clothes from the placket on Gu Caizhi's chest.

"Anyway, Cui Jiuling died because of the emperor, as Cui Jiuling's senior brother, this Wen Xianchu actually did not have a grudge against the emperor, but was willing to serve the emperor?"

Although he was wearing his middle clothes, Gu Caizhi felt Lian Qingjue's hand caressing his chest with a hint of coolness, and slowly felt a little hot in his body.

"I'm afraid that only Wen Xianchu himself knows what he thinks in his heart."

Lian Qingjue's fingers groped in Gu Caizhi's chest with a little effort, sometimes gently, sometimes with a little force, he watched Gu Caizhi's breathing gradually become unsteady, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a triumphant smile.

"You...... Stop. ”

Gu Caizhi struggled to control his increasingly disordered breathing and the heat in his body, and broke out a hand to press Lian Qingjue's restless hand on his chest.

"You put my hand on your chest yourself."

Lian Qingjue pretended to be innocent and looked at Gu Caizhi's crimson cheeks and said with a smile.

"You ......"

Gu Cai's qi knot.

"Hehe, how am I?"

Lian Qingjue smiled lightly, and with a turnover, he pressed Gu Caizhi down on the soft couch.

"Come to me so late, you can't come to talk to me."

"I ......"

Because he was pressed under Lian Qingjue, Gu Caizhi's body couldn't move, he deliberately turned his face to the side, but he didn't want Lian Qingjue's two hands to reach into his clothes and cover his shoulders at some point.

"Accompanied by the snow flying outside the house, and the green ants inside the house are fragrant, do you want to live up to the beautiful scenery of this good day?"

Lian Qingjue deliberately made it bad, and with a gentle sentwin of his hands, Gu Caizhi's clothes fell off his shoulders, revealing his fair and thin chest.

"Shhh...... Stop. ”

Although he couldn't see it, Gu Caizhi could clearly feel Lian Qingjue's fingertips brushing his chest, and there was a downward trend.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?"

With a slight hook of his fingers, he tore off Gu Caizhi's belt, and without the restraint of the belt, even Qingjue's hand wandered between Gu Caizhi's lower abdomen without hindrance.

"Stop...... Uh-huh...... Stop it. ”

After the teasing just now, Gu Caizhi was obviously emotional, but he didn't want to let Lian Qingjue take the initiative between the two every time.

"Okay, stop."

Seeing that Lian Qingjue obediently stopped and sat up from himself, Gu Caizhi breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could take two breaths, Lian Qingjue stepped forward again, and his cold lips covered his lips with wisps of wine.

"Hmm...... cough cough cough ......"

The mellow wine was slowly sent to Gu Caizhi's mouth from Lian Qingjue's mouth, Gu Cai was careless, and he was choked by the strong wine and coughed, and after that, he felt a menacing heat on his face and body, from his bones.

"Are you sure you want me to stop?"

Lian Qingjue raised his head and saw that there was a wisp of wine flowing down his chin at the corner of Gu Caizhi's lips, and he didn't enter the brocade quilt under him, and then saw his moist and hazy eyes because of the cough just now, and he only felt that he couldn't bear the temptation of the people under him anymore, so he didn't wait for him to answer, and blocked his lips again.