mtl008 Chapter 161 Another 1 years
Chapter 161 Another 1 years
Half a month has passed since I went to the slave fighting arena.
Everyone in the Zhou Kingdom knew that Wen Jiu was taken by Lan Sheng to visit the Banyue Brothel, and the Emperor of Zhou was very tolerant of him. After all, it was not a big deal. Although Wen Jiu was still young, it did not prevent him from being a man.
Qiao Shinian's insomnia was even more serious, so serious that he couldn't even sleep well during his nap.
This method was eventually told to Wen Jiu, and Wen Jiu chose not to give up any opportunity to make himself stronger.
But she couldn't go to see or hear the fight, so her worries became fears in her dreams. Her brain built the slave fighting arena she saw that day in her dreams based on her worries, and performed a false yet terrifying scene for her.
The winter is cold and the New Year is approaching.
Qiao Shinian followed Mu Qingchen to the outer city and saw countless poor people. The people groaning in hunger and cold became another horrific scene in her dreams.
Some sold their children, and some froze to death on the streets.
She was wearing luxurious fox fur and watching all this with a hand warmer in her hands.
Mu Qingchen has two properties in the outer city, namely a teahouse and a theater.
Mu Qingchen often took her to brothels to watch plays. It turned out that the place they often visited before was Mu Qingchen's property.
Qiao Shinian watched all this in a daze, observing coldly like an outsider. She had no pity for the beggars on the streets, nor for those who sold their children, and she could not lend a helping hand.
She couldn't just sit there and pretend she didn't see it, and she was very confused during this period.
Not lending a helping hand to the poor was what Wen Jiu taught her when they were fleeing. There were too many suffering people, and it was impossible to save or help them all. Moreover, they themselves could not even protect themselves, so how could she lend a helping hand?
Now, she is not in danger, but her situation doesn't seem much worse than before.
Mu Qingchen thought that he was too anxious about Qiao Shinian's increasingly haggard appearance, so he stayed in the palace for several days and Qiao Shinian followed him to read and practice calligraphy.
As time passed, the New Year arrived.
Finally, some good news came from the border of Zhou State. Chu Wen State has not sent any more troops to the border recently. It seems that Chu Wen State is also considering whether to fight this war.
The New Year’s Eve dinner was eaten at Prince Xian’s Mansion.
This was her third year here. The first was when she had left the refugee group and was on her way back to the capital, and she and Wen Jiu squatted outside a restaurant and ate the leftovers of a guest's meal at the charity of the restaurant owner.
Last year, she and Wen Jiu cooked a big pot of stew in the dilapidated palace and had a reunion dinner with the palace maids and eunuchs.
This year, I followed Mu Qingchen's advice and didn't have any contact with Wen Jiu. I am trying to keep a distance from him as much as possible.
So when she followed Mu Qingchen into the palace at noon, she could only quietly wish Wen Jiu a happy new year through her lips.
At night, Qiao Shinian curled up in bed, staring at the lights in the room in a daze.
Stay up all year round,
It is indeed a very traditional custom.
Mu Qingchen sat aside with a book in his hand.
After a long time, he walked over to Qiao Shinian and sat down, looking a little dejected: "Did I do something wrong?"
"No, it's just that my tolerance and digestion ability are too poor." Qiao Shinian said sullenly: "Also, I don't like taking Chinese medicine, so it has nothing to do with you. You are a teacher who likes practice, and I am a student with weak psychological tolerance."
After saying this, Qiao Shinian fell on Mu Qingchen's shoulder. After a long while, she smiled and hooked her finger at Mu Qingchen: "Come closer."
Mu Qingchen turned his head to look at Qiao Shinian who was already sitting on the bed, his face slightly reddened, and he moved towards Qiao Shinian.
Qiao Shinian pulled the quilt aside, then took out a few books and put them in Mu Qingchen's hands: "These are the books I asked Yingzhu to buy for me some time ago, and they are prepared for today's New Year's Eve. You read and I listen."
As he said that, he hugged the quilt and lay directly on Mu Qingchen's legs to indicate that he could start.
Mu Qingchen looked at the notebook in his hand, feeling somewhat helpless, but he still picked one up and began to read to Qiao Shinian.
After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Shinian yawned and asked, "Is it midnight?"
"Not yet, but soon." Mu Qingchen looked at Qiao Shinian's sleepy eyes and said softly, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep. I will watch over you."
Qiao Shinian pursed his lips, and with difficulty he sat up and leaned on Mu Qingchen's back: "No, how can I leave you alone to watch the New Year's Eve? Let's advance and retreat together. I will stay up with you until midnight before going to sleep."
Mu Qingchen smiled, and he held Qiao Shinian in his arms. Looking at the sleepy person, he asked softly, "Can I... kiss you?"
Qiao Shinian opened his eyes, looked at Mu Qingchen's eager and passionate look, grinned, stood up and pressed him down on the bed: "Of course."
With the surge of dopamine and hormones in the two people, their clothes gradually became messy.
As midnight arrived, the two separated breathlessly, and the person being pressed under them became Qiao Shinian.
"We should calm down now to avoid any accidents." Qiao Shinian held Mu Qingchen's face, raised his head and kissed him: "Okay, my dear boyfriend, can you bring me a glass of water?"
"Yeah." Mu Qingchen stood up, poured a glass of water and walked over.
Qiao Shinian held the cup and looked at his red face, and couldn't help laughing: "To be honest, every time I see you like this, I really want to bully you."
Mu Qingchen's eyes moved slightly, then he went over and curled his lips and chuckled: "I'm thirsty too."
The empty cup fell on the quilt beside him, and the joyful tune sounded again. Finally, Mu Qingchen stood up and looked at the person with blurry eyes under him, leaning over to her ear and said viciously: "Don't laugh!"
Qiao Shinian closed his eyes and nodded: "Don't laugh, innocent boys are the cutest."
"It's past midnight, go to sleep, I'll stay with you." Mu Qingchen gently pinched her face and stood up, but Qiao Shinian grabbed his hand and wouldn't let him leave.
"Come up here, I want to sleep with my head resting on your legs!"
Faced with the unreasonable request, Mu Qingchen decisively refused. However, Qiao Shinian resorted to acting like a spoiled child. In the end, he sat on her bed with a crazy heartbeat that only he knew, looking at her sleeping posture like a toddler.
When everyone fell asleep, he picked up the notebook he had not finished reading and flipped through it page by page until the last one, which he closed immediately after he opened it.
It was a long time before he quietly opened it and looked through it like a thief. Any movement of Qiao Shinian in his sleep was enough to make him close the book immediately like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
After reading it, he took a deep breath, quietly moved Qiao Shinian away, and was about to get out of bed.
However, Qiao Shinian held his clothes tightly, and he looked at the sleeping Qiao Shinian and the little tent that was bulging again with embarrassment.
"Yingzhu! I will deduct half of this month's salary from you!" Mu Qingchen said in a low voice.
Qiao Shinian's sleeping posture was not bad, but she would make some small movements. For example, now she was holding Mu Qingchen's legs with one hand and her whole body was pressed against him. Mu Qingchen, who was originally hesitating, suddenly froze.
He was a little afraid to look at Qiao Shinian, so he could only take deep breaths, and keep taking deep breaths, muttering to himself that he would deduct all of Yingzhu's first month's salary.
After a long time, Mu Qingchen looked at the sleeping Qiao Shinian, with happiness in his eyes.
This year, the girl he likes stayed up with him to celebrate the New Year. This was the least lonely time for him in the past decade.
Since the new emperor ascended the throne, he has been celebrating the New Year alone for more than ten years and eating New Year's Eve dinner alone for more than ten years.