Chapter 20
As soon as she got into Qishan Lang's arms, Shi Yunlin immediately felt the warmth of desire. She continued to move forward, wanting to press her face completely against Qishan Lang's chest. In the past, I disliked the hardness of his chest, but now I only felt warm.
Her frozen feet had to move forward and squeeze into Qishanlang's legs.
Qishan Wolf didn't move, letting her writhe around in his arms like a squirting little wolf cub. When she stopped moving, Qishanlang stretched out his hand, put his palm against Shi Yunlin's slender neck and touched it.
Only then did Shi Yunlin realize that she had woken up Qishan Lang. But she was so cold that she pretended not to know and continued to bury her head in his arms and pretend to be dead.
Qi Shanlang's palm slowly moved down along Shi Yunlin's shoulder until he held her hand. A cold little hand was wrapped entirely in his palm.
Shi Yunlin snorted comfortably - his palms were so warm.
But the next moment, Qishan Lang grabbed Shi Yunlin by the back collar and pulled her out of her arms. The short-term warmth disappeared again, and Shi Yunlin stared blankly at Qishanlang sitting up and pursed his lips.
Qishanlang got out of bed and walked out.
Shi Yunlin waited for a while but didn't wait to return to Qishan Lang. She slowly curled up and huddled in his mink fur cloak. The wind was howling outside, and the cold wind blowing in through the cracks in the window was mixed with broken snow. Shi Yunlin was shivering from the cold. The more she listened, the more she felt that the howling wind outside was like the scream of a demon.
Not long after, there was a strange sound outside, like some giant monster dragging its legs on the snow.
Shi Yunlin began to be afraid.
I have never been so hungry and cold before when I was running for my life...
"Qishan Wolf..." She called out softly, fearing that the sound would be too loud and summon the night ghosts and giant monsters outside.
But the strange footsteps outside were getting closer and closer. When the door was kicked open, Shi Yunlin subconsciously exclaimed.
The voice had already been shouted, and she saw clearly that the person standing at the door was Qishan Lang.
It was windy and snowy outside, and he stood at the door in a single suit. Some firewood and a piebald tiger were tied together with hemp rope, and he dragged them back with one hand. On the silvery snow behind him, not only his footprints were left, but also a long trail of blood.
Qishanlang glanced at Shi Yunlin who was huddled in the corner and was about to cry. He wanted to say something, but said nothing.
He dragged the things in and kicked the door shut to block the wind and snow outside. He quickly lit a fire, and the blazing flames slowly rose and burned in the house, not only bringing the warmth Shi Yunlin longed for, but also lighting up the darkness in the house.
Qishanlang sat aside and started processing the tiger meat. A few cuts, bang bang bang, and it was quickly taken care of. Every time he dropped the knife, Shi Yunlin would shrink her shoulders in fear.
Shi Yunlin hesitated for a moment, got up and got out of bed, moved to Qishanlang's side with small steps, and asked in a low voice: "I...is there anything I can do?"
Qi Shanlang tilted his head and pointed to the stool next to him with his chin, indicating that she could just sit down.
Shi Yunlin was very satisfied with this plan. She didn't want to deal with the bloody tiger meat. She quickly walked over and sat down on the stool, putting her little face close to the fire to warm herself.
Qishan Lang went out again and washed his hands with the thick snow on the branches.
Later, the aroma of roasted tiger meat spread.
Shi Yunlin folded her hands on her belly to stop it from grunting disgracefully. Can you blame her for being hungry? Qishanlang took her out of Baixiang Palace early this morning. Up to this moment, she had only drank a few mouthfuls of water.
Later, Shi Yunlin's eyes seemed not to move, just staring at the meat on the shelf.
I don't know how much time passed, but Qishan Lang finally reached for the barbecue on the shelf. Shi Yunlin's eyes finally moved, moving from the barbecue to Qishan Lang's face.
She belatedly wondered if she should do something... housework?
But she can't.
Don't know how to study! She stared at Qishanlang's movements, wanting to see what he would do.
Qi Shanlang used a dagger to cut off a fist-sized piece from a large piece of leg meat and handed it directly to Shi Yunlin.
Shi Yunlin hurriedly reached out to pick it up. Before she could finish her thank you, she let out a soft sound, retracted her fingertips, and the barbecue she had coveted for a long time fell to the ground, stained with dust.
Qishanlang looked over, and Shi Yunlin whispered guiltily: "It's hot..."
Qi Shanlang's eyes moved down to her hands, and the slender green-white fingertips were slightly red.
Qishanlang didn't say anything. He cut another piece of leg meat but didn't hand it to Shi Yunlin. He tore off a small piece and tasted it himself, then tore off a small piece and handed it to Shi Yunlin's mouth.
Shi Yunlin was stunned for a moment before opening her mouth to eat.
"Still hot?"
Shi Yunlin quickly shook her head and muttered in a low voice: "It's just hot to the hands, but it doesn't burn the mouth when eating..."
Qishanlang didn't know if he listened to her thoughts, but he had already torn up another piece of barbecue and handed it over.
Shi Yunlin ate one piece after another.
Sometimes Qishan Wolf tore a new piece, and Shi Yunlin hadn't finished eating it. He would occasionally eat a piece while feeding her. Sometimes he would just stare at Shi Yunlin's cheeks fluttering and her lips rubbing lightly while chewing.
Slowly, Qishan Lang's eyes focused on Shi Yunlin's lips.
When Shi Yunlin wasn't paying attention, Qishanlang lowered his eyes and touched his teeth lightly with his fingertips.
"Say it when you're hungry." Qishan Wolf fed a newly torn piece to it.
While eating the hot and fragrant barbecue, Shi Yunlin said, "It's getting dark."
It was almost dark when we arrived at Qishan. Qishan Wolf didn't take the initiative to mention it, and she didn't say she wanted to eat.
"Day and night belong to you."
Shi Yunlin was stunned for a moment and thought about what he said. After making a fire and eating something, she was no longer cold or hungry, and then she noticed Qishan Wolf sitting on the ground. She looked around quietly and found that there was only one stool in the room, and she was sitting on it.
Seeing Qishan Lang hand over another piece, Shi Yunlin hurriedly said: "I've finished eating."
Qishan Lang didn't say anything and started eating by himself.
Shi Yunlin looked at him and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you hungry?"
She hadn't eaten anything all day, and neither had he. What did she say when she was hungry? Wouldn't he do it when she was hungry? He obviously has a big appetite. She had seen him eat ten plates of meat in one go.
"I'm different from you."
Qishanlang didn't explain much, and Shi Yunlin couldn't ask further questions.
At this time, Shi Yunlin didn't know that Qishan Lang's overeating was because his body didn't have the habit of eating every day.
Shi Yunlin was thinking about Qi Shanlang's words when she was suddenly named.
"Shi Yunlin."
"Huh?" Shi Yunlin opened her eyes slightly in surprise and looked at Qishanlang in astonishment. This was the first time Qishan Lang called her name. She thought he didn't know her name.
Qishan Lang raised his eyes, staring at Shi Yunlin with his bright eyes in the night. He spoke carefully and said in a serious tone: "You are so troublesome."
Shi Yunlin lowered her head guiltily.
After a while, she asked in a low voice: "Where can I wash my hands?"
Qishan Lang paused in his carving action before continuing.
The snow was falling heavily, and when Shi Yunlin was sleeping soundly, a figure hurriedly knocked on the door of Changqing Lane through the wind and snow.
Everyone in the courtyard has taken a rest. When the boys heard the knock on the door, they all huddled under the quilt and refused to open the door.
Yeqing and Youlu held hands and ran into the yard against the wind and snow to open the door.
"Who knocks on the door in the middle of the night?" Youlu looked at the people outside the courtyard.
The people standing outside the courtyard had a lot of snow piled on their raincoats, and there was even a thick layer on their bamboo hats. He looked up, and some of the snow piled on the bamboo hat fell down.
Youlu saw the face of an extraordinary and handsome young man. It was just a glimpse, but he could not hide the dignity and elegance in his bones despite his travels.
But Ye Qing exclaimed, "Your Highness," and he knelt down in the snow with a thud, his eyes quickly filled with tears.
Shi Yantong had been woken up long ago. He stood in front of the window and looked at the figure standing outside the courtyard through the wind and snow. He recognized a tall silhouette from afar.
"Who is it?" Fu Wendan opened the bed curtain and sat up.
Shi Yantong had no time to answer and stumbled out. When he pushed open the door and went down the steps, he stumbled and almost fell. He didn't care about anything and ran towards the people outside the courtyard door.
His son, his lost and found eldest son!
Shi Yannian bent down to help the crying Yeqing up, and strode across the snow-covered courtyard. Run to your father. He lifted up the front of his shirt and was about to kneel down, but Shi Yantong held him firmly.
"The inkstone is really my inkstone!"
"It makes my father worried."
"Brother!" Shi Jing rushed out of the room and fell into the arms of the eldest brother. During this period of time, he worked hard to learn to grow up, and missed the carefree past under the wings of the eldest brother every day.
Shi Yannian lowered his eyes, patted his shoulder, and said warmly: "Ah Jing has grown taller."
Fu Wendan and Shen Tanxi also came out of the house and stood at the door looking at each other with tears in their eyes. After experiencing so many farewells, what a surprise it is to have someone come back alive.
"Father, let's go in and talk." Shi Yannian supported his father with one hand and held his younger brother with the other as he walked into the house.
With tears in his eyes, Fu Wendan repeatedly patted Shi Yannian's arm, saying a thousand words into one sentence: "It's good to be alive."
Shen Tanxi also said with tears in her eyes: "Your Highness has always accumulated good deeds, and good people have their own destiny."
Shi Yannian looked at the haggard Shen Tanxi and smiled: "Tanxi, I have good news for you."
Shen Tanxi's heart skipped a beat.
Shi Yannian can come back to life, then... then...
"Mingze was captured, but he is still alive."
Shen Tanxi opened her mouth and took a long time to breathe. Tears were already falling down desperately.
"Good thing, good thing..." Fu Wendan also cried.
"There's a lot of snow." Shi Jing stood on tiptoe to pick up his eldest brother's bamboo hat.
Shi Yannian took off his bamboo hat and took off his raincoat that was piled with snow. Only then did everyone see that he was carrying a piano under his coir raincoat.
"Why are you still carrying a piano?"
Shi Yannian smiled and said softly: "Xunliu Qin."
The joy of reunion in the room a moment ago suddenly came to a halt.
Xunliu Qin is Shi Yunlin's Qin. During the war, it was plundered by the enemy.
After a moment of silence, Fu Wendan asked, "Do you know about Yun Lin?"
Shi Yannian flicked the falling snow on his coir raincoat and whispered softly: "I know."
It was already the middle of the night, and it was time to rest after a short chat. Shi Yannian entered the room alone and put the Xunliu Qin he had carried all the way on the table.
He sat upright behind the piano, his slender jade fingers hanging above the strings. In the dead of night, when people couldn't play the piano and disturb her dreams, he hung his fingers on the strings and played her favorite tune.
Shi Yunlin's frown and smile when playing the piano, the small movements of tucking her hair, and the bright eyes looking at him when she looked back, once again appeared in front of his eyes.
Shi Yannian had the best adoptive parents. Even though his father later became the emperor, he still placed his unrelated adopted son on the royal family tree.
But sometimes he would envy Shen Tanxi and Zhou Mingze, who could also share joy and fulfill their filial piety, but still use their old surnames.
His surname is his shackles.
How should he admit that he has feelings for his sister? He didn't dare to let Shi Yunlin know, and he didn't dare to let her bear the same burden of ethics and morality.
He always has to take care of things first. So he knelt down and begged again and again, and finally got the consent of his father and mother.
His father allowed him to resume his old surname, and as long as Yun Lin agreed, he would agree to the marriage.
He knitted the acacia buttons clumsily, but before he could express his deep feelings, things had already changed.
The fingers move but the strings are silent.
A tear fell on the string.
Shi Yunlin originally slept well, but then she fell asleep. There was a shadow waving to her in the dream. She opened her eyes wide, but she couldn't see clearly who the tall figure was.
She woke up from her dream with her heart heavy. Qishan Lang was not around, but the door was blown open by the wild wind.
A wolf stood at the door.
A real four-legged wolf.
Shi Yunlin shrank back in surprise - Qishan Wolf really turned into a wolf!
