431, I don't want to be alone today, you accompany me
Yun Zimo asked Qingfeng and the store owner to ask for food and drinks. Wu Shuang also found a mat and threw himself on the porch, sitting down lazily on the floor.
Yun Zimo said: "You will catch a cold if you do this."
"Just sit down for a moment." Wushuang beckoned: "You can sit down too... As a grown man, you are afraid of catching cold? You are a martial arts practitioner, are you so delicate?"
Yun Zimo had nothing to say and sat cross-legged on the other side.
When Qingfeng saw this posture, he knew that he was redundant, so he resigned himself to bringing over all the food and wine prepared by the store, placed them for the two of them, and then hurried back to the room.
There are two pots of wine, and the jars are not big.
Yun Zimo wanted to take the wine glass, but Wu Shuang kicked the glass away a moment earlier, "One person, one pot."
Her movements are obviously very unpolished, but they are not annoying to look at. Instead, she has a sense of ease and ease.
Yun Zimo paused, but did not insist. He opened both jars of wine, handed one jar to Wushuang, and brought the other jar to himself.
"Is your birthday really today?" Yun Zimo asked suspiciously.
I always feel that Wushuang downplays it when talking about birthdays and is really not serious.
"You doubt me." Wushuang said lightly, taking a sip of wine by the altar, "Then you still let me toss you around?"
Yun Zimo also took a sip and did not ask further questions. He paused and said, "Why did you kill that Yuezhou Sima? Is it because he was a prey to the common people?"
"On the one hand." Wushuang tilted his head back, and his long black hair hung directly on the bamboo mat, "He was not a Yuezhou Sima before, but an Anluo man."
"When... the Anluo Kingdom was destroyed, he took half of the credit."
"What?" Yun Zimo was a little surprised, "Then what's the other half of the reason?"
"Of course he is another crazy person." Wushuang tugged his lips, "He hated King Anluo and wanted to destroy the Anluo Kingdom. He really did it, but he later felt that he had done something wrong, right?
He even thought about reviving the country."
"Really, God is also him, and ghosts are also him."
"But how can a destroyed country be restored so easily? The people of Anluo have been assimilated by the people of Gan. The policies implemented by the court of the country of Qian towards Anluo and the surrounding sea areas are comparable to those when King Anluo was there.
Much more relaxed.”
"The head tax and commercial tax have all been basically reduced by half, and the people are all turning to the imperial court of Qian State. How can we restore the country?"
Wushuang spoke while sipping strong wine, slowly, as if she was telling a long-ago story rather than her own former homeland.
Yun Zimo asked: "Is the man who restored the country still alive?"
"Alive, but the restoration of the country failed and was caught." Wushuang turned to look at him, "Do you still remember the first time we met? I visited the palace at night, actually just to find a chance to see him."
"But he's not in the palace, he's in the Tianlao... Well, Wuyou is a good friend. She helped me smoothen the relationship and let me go in and take a look at that person."
Yun Zimo felt a little uncomfortable and asked in a deep voice: "What is your relationship with him?"
"no problem."
"What about before?"
"Um?"
Wushuang looked at him again and said with a smile: "Why do you care about this? It has nothing to do with you."
Yun Zimo was a little irritable for no reason. He drank several sips and stopped talking.
Wushuang said a lot more, all related to An Luo.
There are the scenery there, the customs there, and the specialties there.
But Yun Zimo never said a word.
Wushuang himself lost his interest and sighed, "Why don't you speak?"
"Doesn't it all have nothing to do with me? What did I say?"
Yun Zimo choked and took another sip of wine.
Wushuang smiled, tilted his head, and said half-truthfully, "Would you be surprised if I told you that I used to be the princess of Anluo and served as the queen of Anluo for three days?"
Yun Zimo was startled and looked at her in disbelief: "You...are you entertaining me?"
Queen Anluo died ten years ago!
Die when the Anluo Kingdom is destroyed!
"yes."
Wushuang looked at the moon in the sky and said, "Of course I'm joking... If I don't say something weird, you won't pay attention to me."
Yun Zimo: "..."
He suddenly didn't know which of Wushuang's words was true and which was false.
Wushuang raised his head and drank all the wine in his hand.
Because she drank too much, she couldn't help coughing several times before leaning on the pillar and looking at Yun Zimo lazily.
The look in his eyes was deep and unpredictable, and Yun Zimo felt a little uncomfortable: "It's getting late, let's rest."
"Okay." Wushuang said with a smile, "But I'm so dizzy and I can't walk. Please help me."
Yun Zimo looked at her suspiciously for a while, and realized that she seemed to be dizzy. Then he dropped the wine jar, stood up, helped her up, and carried her into the room.
Wushuang leaned softly in Yun Zimo's arms, but his feet were steady.
Arriving at the edge of the bed, Yun Zimo helped her sit down.
She suddenly hooked Yun Zimo's neck and said softly: "Today is my birthday, why don't you give me a gift?"
The corners of Wushuang's lips raised slightly, and his eyes flashed with confusion and charm, "I want a gift."
Yun Zimo: "..."
He bit his lip to steady himself, and said stiffly: "It's very late, I will see you off tomorrow."
"No, my birthday has already passed tomorrow, so it doesn't matter if I give it to you then. I want it now..."
Yun Zimo had a headache.
He came out of Yuezhou City this time and traveled day and night. He didn't bring anything with him. What should he give now?
"How about...you give me yourself as a gift, huh?" Wushuang pulled him close and spoke almost against his cheek.
Yun Zimo's mind was buzzing.
Why does she always like to seduce him like this?
Does she know what she is doing and what she is talking about?
You know what he is thinking right now but you still act like this... maybe it's not intentional?
"If you don't say anything, you agree." Wushuang smiled and kissed him, tugging at his clothes unruly.
"no!"
Yun Zimo grabbed her hand, avoided her approach, and said seriously: "Don't do this!"
"Your scratching hurts me." Wushuang frowned and struggled gently.
Yun Zimo relaxed subconsciously.
Wushuang chuckled and kicked Yun Zimo's calf with his toes, hitting the acupuncture point.
Yun Zimo was in pain and couldn't stand and fell towards her, but was pushed down by Wu Shuang's skillful turning.
Yun Zimo's face was extremely ugly, turning white and red: "You--you let go, we can't do it!"
"Why not?" Wushuang said slowly: "You are so worried about me, don't you just like me? Since you like me, what's wrong?"
Yun Zimo's face turned red, he pressed hard on his belt, and used one hand to buckle Wu Shuang's random hands.
"Xiao Mo..." Wushuang asked softly, "Can I call you that... I also like you quite a lot. I don't want to be alone today, so be good and stay with me."
"No!" Yun Zimo gritted his teeth, "If you like me, follow me back to Beijing. Then I will do whatever you want!" This chapter has been completed!