After watching the moonlight for half an hour, Su Bei still didn't feel sleepy at all.
He simply took out a bottle of wine from the storage ring and sat by the window, looking at the scattered firelight from a distance.
Speaking of which, he has never drank the wine he brewed. He didn't drink in the past, and he didn't want to drink because there was nothing in his heart and he felt relaxed and at ease.
Now I want to drink, because at this time, there are indeed many things in my heart, and my whole person feels a bit 'heavy'. It's not just about emotions, the clusters of memory fragments are inserted into the sea of consciousness, which makes Su Bei
I feel like I am invisible, like a marionette.
Every move seems to be expected by the 'other self'.
In the end, Su Bei took a big gulp of wine, raised his sleeves to wipe the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, looked at his white hair in the somewhat worn bronze mirror, and said with a smile to himself:
"Is this all destined?"
"Whether it's Xiao Ruoqing, Mo Li, or Li Zijun?"
"But where is Sword Girl? She is not in 'my' memory..."
Now, in the sword box, he has unknowingly included three swords. If strictly considered, the peach wood sword is not considered a sword.
Su Bei touched the Qingping Sword, clasped the hilt with his index finger, and looked at his reflection on the Senhan sword:
"Qing Ping Sword, your previous sword masters were all upright and important figures. I, an unworthy descendant, can't be disrespectful. Since I have taken over your mantle, I have to reach your level. Even if Qing Ping is
It can’t be blue, and it can’t fade.”
After a pause, he raised his head again and looked at the moonlight.
For this period of time, every time he fell asleep, he would have more memory fragments in his mind. Although he would not remember it clearly when he was awake, he understood what his body had done in the past few hundred years.
A rough idea.
——This is what confused Su Bei the most.
Because of some of the actions of the original owner of his body, he doesn't look like a native, but more like a time traveler than himself.
Sometimes Su Bei would even have an unrealistic idea. Could it be that he didn't just come to this world for a few decades, but came to this world as soon as he was born, but suddenly lost the first few hundred years for some unknown reason?
memory?
Thinking of this, Su Bei quickly shook his head and said with a smile:
"How is this possible? I clearly remember what happened in Blue Star before I opened my eyes..."
Whether it was the past in his memory or the future, Su Bei pieced together an ending that was most unacceptable to him from these intermittent fragments.
Putting down the wine bowl in his hand, Su Bei let out a long sigh with a solemn expression:
"be..."
At this moment, Su Bei's peripheral vision suddenly spotted a dark figure lying beside the bed. His eyes froze for a moment, and his slight drunkenness immediately disappeared as he felt the person's breath.
Then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"Ji Bao'er, why are you dressed like a flower picker? What's wrong? You want to pick this flower for your husband in the middle of the night?"
As he spoke, he opened the window. There was a faint moonlight and a gentle breeze. When he looked up, it was late at night and everything was quiet.
Su Bei raised his hand and hugged the woman lying outside the window into his arms, feeling the soft and delicate body in his arms.
Ji Nanjue stretched out her legs like a koala, lying in Su Bei's arms, and whispered in his ear:
"Husband, how did you know it was me?"
I was alone in the room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. Perhaps I had already gotten used to the feeling of having him by my side, so I came to look for him, even if I did nothing, I just wanted to hold him.
Ji Nanjue was pressing heavily on Su Bei's shoulders, but her body was as soft as catkins, with almost no weight. Although there was a layer of gauze between them, Su Bei could still fully feel the delicacy of every inch of her skin.
"My husband will know the smell of Ji Baoer's body just by smelling it."
Ji Nanjue's pink fist hit Su Bei's shoulder, then looked at the wine bowl on the table and said doubtfully:
"What do you do drinking alone?"
"What's bothering you?"
Perhaps because there was more alcohol in his body, Su Bei could feel the fragrance from Ji Nanjue's body going straight into his nose. He put her down and said with a smile:
"Of course there are troubles. At night when Ji Bao'er is not here, my husband can't sleep all night."
Ji Nanjue rolled her eyes at him, stretched out her index finger and twisted Su Bei's waist:
"Then why don't you go find Shan Wulan?"
"I originally planned to look for it, but now that Ji Bao'er has arrived at my door, I stopped looking..."
Ji Nanjue picked up the wine bowl on the table and glanced at Su Bei with a little jealousy:
"Oh? Sure enough, your husband is still thinking of Shan Wulan?"
"It seems that Nanji has disturbed my husband's enjoyment. Let's go now..."
But she looked at him with a smile on her face, her body was very honest, and she didn't move at all.
With a smile on his face, Su Bei sat in front of Ji Nanjue. His hands passed under Ji Nanjue's jade arms, and then with a slight exertion, he lifted Ji Nanjue up and held him in his arms again.
Let her sit on his lap.
The movement was so smooth that not much wine was spilled from the wine bowl in Ji Nanjue's hand.
The two of them clung to each other, and Ji Nanjue exhaled like a orchid. As she breathed, the fragrance of the breath mixed with the fragrance of her body, lingering on the tip of Su Bei's nose:
"What do you want to do?"
Ji Nanjue's dignified look became a little unbearable for a moment. Although this was her goal, she didn't want to lose the initiative, as if she couldn't hold it in any longer and came to him.
"Fuck it."
The words came out of Su Bei's mouth so naturally that Ji Nanjue almost spit out the drink in her mouth. A blush rose on her cheeks and she glanced up and down at Su Bei:
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Su Bei was naturally furious, and with a look like "I'm over the top", he reached out and untied Ji Nanjue's belt, and also lifted up the hem of her gauze skirt.
"You...you are too vulgar."
Ji Nanjue put away her playful expression and pressed Su Bei's big hand, anxious and shy. Although she was indeed here to give it to her, was it too unsentimental?
The wine is on the table. Can't we light two candles?
"If we don't hurry up now, what if Lan Baoer suddenly appears?"
"Wouldn't that be...even more embarrassing?"
Ji Nanjue's phoenix eyes changed slightly. Although she knew what Su Bei was talking about, she could think of a sudden attack in the middle of the night. How could that woman Shan Wulan not think of it?
Just strike first to gain the upper hand!
She bit her thin lip hard and was about to say something when she felt her whole body rise into the air in an instant. Su Bei hugged her whole body and walked towards the back of the room:
"Ji Bao'er, be obedient, my husband likes you the most."
Ji Nanjue held Su Bei's neck tightly with her jade hands, and took a deep breath. Her phoenix eyes under the moonlight were shadowy, like a pool of autumn water, shining with luster:
"Husband, what you said tonight was that you would make me a promise, is that true?"
She knew that she still cared about this seemingly insignificant thing.
"real."
Su Bei looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.
"Even if it is... very difficult to achieve?"
"Even if it is very difficult to achieve!"
Her face could not be seen clearly in the dark shadow cast by the moonlight, only a smooth chin and half of red lips were revealed, with a relieved smile.
The two people's bare hands held each other, and they were dazzlingly white.
--after awhile.
"Husband... don't use that lotus root tonight..."
"How can that be done? It will get twice the result with half the effort."
"You... you can't, you can't..."
"It's okay. Be obedient. It won't matter this time."
"..."
...
Shan Wulan lay on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
I don't know why, the moonlight is so bright tonight.
Until she opened her mouth slightly and breathed out the words "husband" softly, her whole body was like a cat, curled up together, her legs holding the quilt tightly, and her face looking out the window dreamily.
"He will marry me..."
"There will be a wedding that everyone in the world knows about."
His cheeks were filled with a blush, and then his whole body was rolling back and forth on the bed.
"嘤——"
His eyes were even more shy, as if they were about to overflow with water.
Finally, after calming down, Shan Wulan reached out and patted his red and slightly hot cheeks, walked to the bronze mirror, and just looked at his face.
The white hair is scattered, without any deliberate expression, but it gives people a feeling of coldness and aloofness.
At that time, I would put on a phoenix crown robe, apply delicate powder on my face, and apply bright red lips...
He took a deep breath and suppressed all this in his heart.
Then he opened the window with some guilt, and there was silence all around.
"Husband...are you asleep?"
"She must not have slept..."
A bold plan floated in my mind, and then I became a little tangled.
"I've obviously promised that vixen, but no one will go find him tonight. If I do, how can I maintain my authority as a lady?"
Dai Mei changed for a while, and finally her sensibility defeated her rationality.
She took out the rouge and gouache from her storage ring and dabbed it on her cheeks for a while. There is no woman who doesn't love beauty, especially after having a lover and being in love, she wants to be in front of him all the time.
, showing the most perfect side of yourself.
"This is peach blossom rouge. Will your husband like its scent?"
This is a local specialty I bought when I was alone in Taocheng, and this is the first time I have used it.
Finally, when the woman in the bronze mirror could not be more exquisite, Shan Wulan took off her clothes, put on a brand new silk mesh bellyband, wrapped herself in a purple shirt, and carefully opened the door.
The inn was already quiet without any sound, so she tiptoed toward Su Bei's room.
It was quiet along the way, listening to the sounds in the room along the way.
The soundproofing of the room was not very good, so that Shan Wulan's face was flushed with embarrassment, his eyes were filled with strange looks, and his aura was revealed inadvertently.
at the same time.
Ji Nanjue, who was groaning, suddenly opened his eyes, and cold sweat instantly overflowed from his back, and then he looked up at Su Bei above:
"Husband...husband...husband..."
Su Bei looked at her with some confusion, but found that she was covering her mouth and pointing anxiously in the direction of the door.
Su Bei quickly felt the breath, and then blinked at Ji Nanjue:
"Lanbao'er?"
Ji Nanjue nodded quickly. The blush on her face had not faded yet, and she wanted to get up and escape from the window.
If Shen Shan Wulan saw the mess he was in now, he would probably be unable to lift his head in front of her for the rest of his life.
It was just that his body was limp and there was no strength in his body, so he casually grabbed the bellyband that fell to the ground.
The footsteps are getting closer.
Su Bei suppressed Ji Nanjue, leaned down, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:
"Ji Bao'er, if you escape through the window now, Lan Bao'er will definitely notice it..."
"You just lie here, hide here, and think of a way for your husband to push her out."
"Do you understand?"
Ji Nanjue's head was dizzy and she didn't think about it carefully. She just felt that what Su Bei said made sense.
In addition, he really had no strength, and a feeling of sleepiness swept over him. He closed his eyes, covered his head with the quilt, and hid behind Su Bei without saying a word.
Creaking, creaking——
The footsteps got closer and closer, and then...
"Bang bang bang——"
A faint knock on the door.
Su Bei quickly arranged his clothes, pretending to have just woken up from a dream, yawned and walked towards the door:
"Who is it? You don't even go to bed at night?"
Creak——
The door opened.
Ji Nanjue's ears could hear a stream of hot air rushing into the room.
"Husband... Wulan misses you so much."
Before Su Bei could say anything, a beautiful figure instantly hugged Su Bei's waist, and then pressed her whole body against Su Bei's body.
"Have you, husband, missed Wulan?"
The moonlight sways gently.
Su Bei could see that Shan Wulan had obviously paid great attention to her makeup. Looking at her hazy eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously said:
"Think about it..."
Ji Nanjue hiding under the quilt: "??"
As soon as the words were spoken, Su Bei's cold sweat instantly flowed out from behind him.
Damn it, why did I get confused all of a sudden and why did I agree to her? Ji Baoer is still in the room.
Shan Wulan closed the door gently, but suddenly frowned, and then Yaobi sniffed hard:
"What a strange smell?"
"Did it rain in the middle of the night? The house is really shabby and it actually leaked."
Su Bei coughed, and seeing Shan Wulan wanting to walk in the direction where Ji Nanjue was lying, he put his arms around her, lay on her cheek, and said with a smile:
"Lan Bao'er, let's go to your room..."
Shan Wulan rolled her eyes at Su Bei, her cold appearance coupled with this charming expression made people feel a little dazed for a moment, with all kinds of indescribable amorous feelings.
"Wu Lan is here..."
Jade Arm gently took off the purple shirt on his body, slid it down to his ankles, and piled it into a circle.