novel bin Chapter 53
Chapter 53
Heat, not only related to the thickness of the quilt, but also related to the weather.
After the hot weather, the mansion made some ice bowls with milk, cherries, almonds and fermented rice. Song Sijin loved it very much, and he would eat too much if he was not careful.
But he just starved himself for two days a while ago, and his stomach has been feeling a little uncomfortable. In addition, he fell ill the day before yesterday. When Duan Lingyao saw him, he took his ice bowl away: "Eat less cold food."
Song Sijin looked at his empty hand, paused, and said, "I still want to eat."
Duan Lingyao asked someone to serve a plate of crystal clear cherries, pinched off the green leaf stems, held them with his fingertips, and handed them to Song Sijin's mouth. He smiled and said, "Eat this."
Song Sijin didn't move. Some kind of grievance accumulated for a long time made his mood bad. Even if the cherries looked delicious, he didn't want to eat the ones fed by Duan Lingyao.
And he has always been a person who is not good at hiding, although the fluctuations in his expression are small, they still exist.
Duan Lingyao felt a little flustered for a moment, thinking that his courage and temper were getting bigger and bigger, and he would get angry over such a trivial matter, and then wondered what to do if he was really angry, did he have to bow his head and give in... I haven't figured it out yet , Subconsciously, I want to withdraw my hand, that's all, and then ask someone to make a bowl of ice and send it over. He has a lot of adults, and he is definitely not afraid of Song Sijin's anger, but just loving and generous.
Just as he was thinking this way, a hot and humid sensation suddenly came from his fingertips. Duan Lingyao took a closer look and found that Song Sijin was lowering his head and swallowing the cherry from his fingertips.
Duan Lingyao took advantage of the situation and probed into his mouth.
Song Sijin: "..."
Duan Lingyao withdrew his hand reluctantly, blinking his big eyes innocently: "I'm used to it."
Song Sijin began to wonder if he could really flatter Duan Lingyao like before. It was just that, and he would have been glad that Duan Lingyao was easy to get along with today, but now he was bored, so bored that he didn't want to talk to Duan Lingyao , I was so bored that I wanted to tell him loudly not to behave like this.
Maybe it was because I held it in for too long, but it was Duan Lingyao's fault anyway.
Song Sijin ate a few cherries in silence. Thinking of Duan Lingyao staying at home these two days, he felt a little anxious. Duan Lingyao didn't dare to find out what he was going to do, but he always liked to pester himself.
Time is getting tighter and waiting silently is likely to be counterproductive. I want to get the best of both worlds, but doing nothing may make myself and my mother more passive.
So Song Sijin thought about his words, and asked tactfully, "Little Grandpa, when are you going out to play?"
Duan Lingyao's eyes widened: "As for?"
Song Sijin was puzzled: "What?"
Duan Lingyao spat out a cherry pit, and said angrily: "Eating an ice bowl is such a trivial matter, you don't want to see him? Brother Jin is too much!"
He broke out suddenly and caught Song Sijin by surprise. Song Sijin hadn't connected his words with his own before he was grabbed by his wrist and pressed onto the stone table in a blink of an eye.
The poor Lixi lotus dish was knocked over, and the crystal cherries rolled all over the stone table and the ground. Song Sijin glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, feeling very distressed.
But soon he didn't have the heart to feel sorry for Cherry. He turned his back to the sky, his back pressed against the stone table, and Duan Lingyao bent down, so close that he wanted to press his whole body on top of him.
"Brother Jin, do you really don't want to see him? He's so sad?"
Rose-like delicate lips moved on the corners of Song Sijin's lips and cheeks. Duan Lingyao was too close, and it seemed that he could count the number of curly eyelashes in the nearest row. He sighed and said: "My heart It's about to crumble."
The aroma of fermented wine and cherries in the ice bowl lingered between the lips and teeth of the two of them. Obviously they did not actually kiss, but the similar smell was enough to give people the illusion of being inseparable.It must have been explored countless times in depth to be so similar.
Song Sijin blushed hotly: "I didn't say that, you misunderstood."
"Why is that?" Duan Lingyao asked persistently, "Say it quickly."
The more urgent he urged, the more nervous and confused Song Sijin became, and his mind could barely turn: "I, what I mean is...you always stay at home, how boring you are, don't you like going out to play..."
Gradually the voice became smaller and smaller, and Song Sijin didn't say anything later, because he found that Duan Lingyao didn't seem to be angry because of that sentence at all. He made a fuss on purpose, and couldn't help laughing when he saw Song Sijin really explaining seriously Hippie smiley.
Song Sijin was a little depressed, why was he deceived again: "Let me go."
"No!" Duan Lingyao blinked quickly, and rubbed the tip of his nose against Song Sijin's, getting closer.
The Adam's apple rolled up and down, Song Sijin tried his best to shrink back, his back firmly pressed against the stone table, there was no way to retreat, there was no way to hide, he bent his knees to bump into Duan Lingyao, but he was embedded in his leg instead.
The scorching sun was so brilliant, Song Sijin couldn't tell whether it was Jin Hui who was burning hot from the sun or Duan Lingyao's body temperature that was more frightening.
All he knew was that it was very hot and he wanted to hide. There were fine beads of sweat oozing from his body, and he was so restless that he was about to explode.
"Brother Jin, are you inviting someone?" Duan Lingyao smiled so hideously, his voice was tired, as if the tip of his tongue had licked honey, the soft and sticky sweetness almost wrapped the person in Huatou tightly until he suffocated.
"No." Song Sijin pushed him hard, but he couldn't push him, but Duan Lingyao pinched his fingers and entangled him even more tightly.
Song Sijin couldn't bear it any longer, his brows were frowned tightly, his body was tense and stiff: "Let me go!"
The gate of the Moon Cave was not obstructed, and Xin Yi and the others were guarding a wall away. A servant passing by might see them at any time. Why is Duan Lingyao so unscrupulous?After Song Sijin finished speaking, he tightly shut his mouth, as if he didn't want to talk to Duan Lingyao anymore.
Duan Lingyao was confused, and quickly relaxed a little: "I hurt you? You won't be angry again, right? Why is your temper bigger than mine...Brother Jin, you can let me go, but you have to promise me one thing. "
Song Sijin looked at him vigilantly, afraid that he would make some embarrassing demands again.
But Duan Lingyao turned his head away, his face flushed slightly, and said, "Don't always call me Young Master, I used to be called someone's name before."
Song Sijin was slightly taken aback.
Sometimes he really didn't understand Duan Lingyao, this young man kissed, hugged and teased him in broad daylight just now, he didn't care about anything that ordinary people would scruple at all, and there was no sign of blushing at all.
But now, I just want to ask someone to change the title but...
Feeling sore in his heart, Song Sijin lowered his eyes and responded: "Okay, I'll call you back, please let me go."
Duan Lingyao didn't want to let go, so he asked: "Call first and listen."
"Lingyao."
In an instant, Duan Lingyao bit his lip and smiled, and let go of Song Sijin's wrist, but instead of moving away, he lay down on Song Sijin's chest like a big lazy cat.
Song Sijin couldn't get up anymore, the sun dazzled him, he squinted his eyes, staring at the jade crown on Duan Lingyao's hair.
The person on his body was very hot and heavy, and this posture was very uncomfortable. Presumably, Duan Lingyao, who was curled up on his stomach, would not feel any better than himself.Song Sijin gently pushed him and asked, "Aren't you hot?"
Duan Lingyao snorted: "You won't be afraid of the heat when you're with brother Jin."
Song Sijin didn't know how to reply, so he had to keep his mouth shut.
After a moment of silence, Duan Lingyao muttered a few words in a low voice, and Song Sijin listened carefully, only to realize that he was saying awkwardly: "It's fine now, don't worry about the past, just pretend nothing happened... ...don't hate me anymore."
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Song Sijin finally found the time for Duan Lingyao to go out.
He hid in the house alone, found the secret letter, and burned it clean.Watching the flames devour the envelope bit by bit, Song Sijin not only failed to relax, but became more nervous.
What can be done is just a lie, I am already very skilled!
Song Sijin went to the garden when he went out, walked around the garden, and walked for a while. He successfully found Da Zhuang.
Da Zhuang, this taciturn man just like his name, has been following Song Sijin when Duan Lingyao brought him to Yaojing, and he has never had a sense of presence.
Duan Lingyao didn't think much of this kind of servant. He was good as a thug, but he was not good enough to serve people personally. Besides, he didn't trust him very much.
Therefore, after coming to the Duke's Mansion, Da Zhuang no longer served Song Sijin with him, and he did not have the right to enter the main courtyard at all. Instead, he was at leisure, receiving the monthly money of the first-class servant, sweeping the floor every day and finishing the work. No one cares about him.
He is just a symbol: it symbolizes that Duan Lingyao is caring for Song Sijin's homesickness.
It is such a person who has no sense of existence and is even forgotten by many people, but is the contact person of a conspiracy.Thinking of this, Song Sijin couldn't help feeling sad, he was too careless, and never noticed when Da Zhuang got in touch with Master Song.
When Da Zhuang saw Song Sijin, he stopped sweeping the floor. He looked over quietly, waiting for Song Sijin's order.
Because he has always been like this, he doesn't know how to say hello, and he doesn't take the initiative to get closer to others, so he has never had many friends.
Song Sijin was used to his behavior, hesitated for a while and said directly: "You know what the master asked me to do recently, right?"
Da Zhuang nodded.
Song Sijin clasped his hands behind his back, his tense finger bones were white and trembling, he said: "There is an accident, you should go back and tell the master, the letter was almost discovered, I can only destroy it first In case Duan Lingyao notices. Now that the letter is gone, you can quickly ask the master to get another one."
To make a fake secret letter, you have to imitate the handwriting of the two people who corresponded, and it has to be meticulous and flawless. The phone call was also mixed with a few papers with seals involving other people, so it would take longer to get another copy intact.
Tomorrow is the day to make an appointment, without this secret letter used to convict, the action can only be delayed.
After Da Zhuang listened, he was neither nervous nor anxious, and complied calmly.
But Song Sijin noticed that after he left, Da Zhuang never found a chance to leave the Duke's Mansion.
He is not guarded like Song Sijin, he is much more free.
Song Sijin pretended to be worried that he would not be able to get things done, and walked in front of Da Zhuang, urging him to go out to do errands quickly. He thought that as long as he pretended to be loyal enough, Yan Xuehui and Master Song probably wouldn't feel that he did it on purpose.
Da Zhuang put down the broom and said, "I'm going out at night."
"Yeah, then remember, you must repeat what I said verbatim." But don't make them think that they haven't done a good job.
But when Da Zhuang went out, Song Sijin didn't notice at all, and when he came back, Song Sijin didn't notice either.
He doubted whether Da Zhuang had ever left the Duke's mansion, and when he asked him, Da Zhuang told him not to worry with a calm and reliable face, so Song Sijin had no choice but to stop asking about going out.
"When will the new letter arrive?" Song Sijin asked again.
"Soon." Da Zhuang said meaningfully.
The author says:
(50, 51, 52 have been modified, it is recommended to read it again)
Whether you are going or staying, thank you for your company before;
感谢在2022-08-1623:34:28-2022-08-2221:30:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: holowin1;
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Hongxiu Tianxiang;
Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Chenchen, Puzhi, and Baa;
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