Qiu Henian had veins on his forehead. His hand around Qingyan's waist tightened the piece of fabric and he said patiently, "I'm afraid of hurting you."
Qingyan put her arms around him, rubbing and sniffing her head in the crook of his neck, "Just be gentler."
Qiu Henian closed his eyes, "Let's wait a little longer until the month is older."
But Qingyan didn't appreciate it. He left the man's arms, looked at him and said, "You just dislike me!"
Qiu Henian's Adam's apple moved, raised his hand to hold the back of his head, lowered his head and kissed him.
...
The half-packed clothes were thrown aside, the bed curtain was closed, and it was hazy inside.
There was no movement in the tent, just whimpering from time to time.
...
Qiu Henian thought, Qingyan is a little fatter, and everything is soft and fleshy.
After he was done, he poured a basin of warm water into it and helped Qingyan scrub it.
Qingyan lay lazily on the bed, looked back and said, "Please help me see, why do I feel some pain?"
Qiu Henian raised his eyes and took a look, turning a blind eye to the obvious red finger prints, and said, "It's okay. I'll apply some ointment for you after you wipe it off."
Qingyan looked back uncomfortably and found that he couldn't see it, so he could only nod and said: "Okay."
After everything was done, Qiu Henian returned to the bed, lay beside Qingyan, held him in his arms, and asked, "Are you comfortable?"
Qingyan nodded and shook her head in his arms. Qiu Henian wanted to ask again, but Qingyan raised her head unhappily and nibbled on his chin.
Qiu Henian smiled and kissed him on the lips and said, "Don't be angry. When the month is older, it will be safe. I can do whatever you want."
Qingyan's lips chased his, and she said stickyly: "I still want to kiss you."
Qiu Henian half-propped himself up, being careful not to press his stomach, and kissed him properly.
After a while, Qingyan put his arms on both sides of the pillow as if surrendering. His cheeks were rosy, his body was sluggish, he licked his lips, his face was full of satisfaction, and he was finally happy.
...
When he went to bed at night, Qingyan was woken up by the urge to urinate. Although the moon was still young, he used to be able to sleep until dawn, but recently he had to wake up once or twice at night.
When he got up, he found that the bed was empty except for the little civet flower, sleeping next to his pillow.
Qingyan got off the ground, pulled on his shoes, put on his robe and walked outside.
In the yard, a tall figure stood in the moonlight, looking up at the sky, seeming to be thinking about something.
Not far away, Xiaozao saw Qingyan. The horse's hoofs stepped on the ground a few times, making a slight muffled sound.
Qingyan called out: "The Year of the Crane."
Qiu Henian's body stiffened for a moment, then he seemed to suddenly react, relaxed, turned around and walked towards him.
He walked up to Qingyan, gathered his robe, and asked in a low voice: "Want to go out?"
Qing Yan nodded, and Qiu Henian put his arms around his shoulders and accompanied him to the toilet in the back garden, waiting for him outside the door.
After Qing Yan finished reading, Qiu Henian bent down and picked him up, carrying him back to the house.
Qingyan obediently put her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder. When he was placed on the floor in the room, he asked, "He Nian, what were you thinking about just now?"
Qiu Henian paused when he wanted to get the towel, then continued his movements, washed the towel, came back and sat by the bed and wiped Qingyan's hands.
After wiping his hands, Qiu Henian asked him, "Aren't you sleepy?"
Qingyan said: "I feel a little energetic after all the hard work. I couldn't fall asleep after lying down for a while."
Qiu Henian nodded and said, "Then you can talk to me."
"Okay." Qingyan agreed.
Qiu Henian didn't light the oil lamp either. The moon was very bright tonight, shining through the thin window paper into the room, enough to see each other's outlines and even their eyes.
Qiu Henian said: "Just now, I dreamed about my parents."
Qingyan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about the adoptive parents who adopted him when he was a child.
"Are they good to you?" Qingyan asked.
"It's good." Qiu Henian said, "They asked me to call them father and mother, and gave me the same food, clothing, and supplies as their own children. They also asked me to call him brother and explain the family's My servant calls me Second Young Master."
"Although I was young at that time, I had been wandering outside for a long time. I knew that I was not the real second young master, so I just regarded myself as the young master's servant and companion."
"He has wanted to be a general since he was a child. When I first came to his house, I often played the game of general against wild wolf with him. He would play the general and I would play the wild wolf of the Great North. Later when we grew up, he We had no interest in the imperial examination, and it happened to coincide with the imperial conscription that year, so we joined the Forbidden Army."
Qiu Henian recalled the past. More than ten years had passed, but his memory was still very clear.
They were only eighteen or nineteen years old at that time. On the morning of departure, their parents dropped them off at the door of their house.
Both of them were in high spirits.
Their parents asked them to take care of each other. The young master patted his chest and recounted his ambitions: "Don't worry, parents, I will definitely make some achievements in the Forbidden Army. When the time comes, I will take my brother with me to enjoy the good times!"
The middle-aged father stroked his beard and said: "It's a good thing to have ambition, but you can't be proud, let alone arrogant."
Qiu Henian lowered his head and responded. The young master was not convinced and wanted to refute, but his mother glanced at him and he remained silent.
Mother smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether you are a general or not. You two must be safe and sound, so that we, as parents, can rest assured."
At this time, someone hurriedly came over from the other side of the street and kept saying: "It's late. It's late."
After arriving in front of everyone, this man should be very familiar with them. He had a friendly attitude, carried a lot of food for them in his hands, and seemed to have said a lot of caring words.
After that, he called Qiu Henian aside alone, his expression changed, and he said with a gloomy and serious face: "You must always remember that they are kind to you."
Qiu Henian nodded.
The man added: "Protect him. If anything happens to him, you must die to repay their kindness in raising him."
Qingyan's brows gradually furrowed and he asked, "Don't you remember who the person who said this is?"
Qiu Henian shook his head. "I don't remember." He moved his fingers on his knees. "My consciousness seems to have automatically excluded people and things related to my poisoning."
In other words, this person may be the planner or participant of Qiu Henian's poisoning.
Qingyan knew that Qiu Henian had no intention of pursuing this matter, so he stopped asking.
After a while, Qiu Henian said, "Have I not told you his name yet?"
Qingyan knew who he was talking about and nodded.
Qiu Henian looked out the window and said, "His... name is Qiu Qinian."
That year, a couple saw a homeless child on the street. Seeing that he was handsome, smart and down-to-earth, they felt compassion and took him home.
The servant took the child down to take a bath, change his clothes, and eat a full meal. When he was brought back, the couple waved him over and asked him to look at a child about his age sitting next to him. : "His name is Qinian, he is your brother."
"From now on, let's call you He Nian, Qiu Henian."
"The Year of the Crane" means good luck, good fortune and longevity.
"Starting the New Year" symbolizes the beginning of a journey, flying high, and a bright future.