On the fourth day of the eleventh lunar month, an auspicious day, two divine generals on Purple Star Mountain, Zhao Chen'an and Qin Beixuan, were to be wedded as Dao companions.
"Congratulations! You two are truly a match made in heaven," said Yi Liang, holding a wine cup in his hand as he addressed Zhao Chen'an.
"Thank you," Zhao Chen'an gently clinked his wine cup with Yi Liang's, then tilted his head back and drained the wine in one gulp. "How's your elder sister lately?"
A few days ago, Yi Liang had written to Zhao Chen'an, saying that he had found something in Yi Bowen's study and accidentally learned that Yi Simiao was not of the Yi family's blood.
"Sister is doing fine."
Just as Yi Liang finished speaking, he saw Yi Simiao waving at him from afar. "Yi Liang! You came to see me and didn't even tell me!"
"Don't be so disrespectful. How can you address a divine general like that?" Yi Liang flicked Yi Simiao on the head, then said to Zhao Chen'an apologetically, "Your Excellency, please don't take offense."
Zhao Chen'an didn't really care. He said calmly, "This girl has been calling me sister for ages. I'm used to it. Let her do as she pleases."
Yi Simiao playfully made a face at Yi Liang, as if to say, "See, my sister is on my side!"
Zhao Chen'an smiled, shaking his head helplessly. He first refilled Yi Liang's wine cup, then his own. "Care for a drink?"
"Sure." Yi Liang raised his cup and clinked it with Zhao Chen'an's, then tilted his head back and downed the wine.
Zhao Chen'an was about to raise his cup to his lips when it was snatched away halfway.
"Hey!" Zhao Chen'an turned around and met Qin Beixuan's eyes. The other man was also dressed in red, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"E, elder brother... What a coincidence. You've finished dealing with the elders so soon," Zhao Chen'an forced a smile and scratched his face awkwardly.
Qin Beixuan waved at Yi Liang and the others, signaling them to leave first. Yi Liang immediately understood and dragged Yi Simiao away as if running for his life.
Zhao Chen'an tried to reach out and grab Yi Liang, but the guy ran so fast. "Hey! You guys..."
Don't go!!
Qin Beixuan reached out and clasped Zhao Chen'an's hand, interlacing their fingers. With his other hand, he picked up the wine that Zhao Chen'an had just drunk from and drained it in one gulp.
"Elder brother... I,"
Before Zhao Chen'an could finish, Qin Beixuan threw the wine cup on the ground, reached out and clasped Zhao Chen'an's waist, pulling the other man into his arms. He gently pecked Zhao Chen'an's thin lips and said in a low, gentle voice, "Still calling me elder brother?"
"... Beixuan?" Zhao Chen'an tentatively asked.
Seeing that the other man didn't respond, he tried another one. "Xuanxuan?"
However, Qin Beixuan frowned dissatisfiedly. He lowered his head and pressed his nose against Zhao Chen'an's, his voice extremely alluring. He said, "Be good~ Call me husband and let me hear."
"..."
Zhao Chen'an was completely stunned. Where was his straightforward and abstinent elder brother?!! Who was this shameless guy in front of him?!!
Seeing that Zhao Chen'an was blushing and didn't answer, Qin Beixuan lowered his head and kissed the other man's cheeks one by one. His voice was soft, but Zhao Chen'an could hear it clearly.
He kissed Zhao Chen'an's left cheek and said, "An'an~"
Then he kissed Zhao Chen'an's nose and said, "Baby~"
Finally, he kissed Zhao Chen'an's right cheek and said, "Sweetheart~"
Zhao Chen'an: "..."
In the end, Zhao Chen'an couldn't stand Qin Beixuan's teasing anymore. He was forced to open his mouth and softly called out, "Hu, husband."
After calling out, Zhao Chen'an looked up at Qin Beixuan shyly. His eyes were moist, glistening with a faint starlight. It was very charming.
Qin Beixuan's eyes instantly became fiery. He reached out and covered Zhao Chen'an's forehead, then kissed the other man's thin lips without saying a word.
How could his An'er be so sweet?
After the kiss, Zhao Chen'an gasped slightly, while Qin Beixuan, except for his slightly red cheeks, didn't even breathe heavily.
Qin Beixuan pinched Zhao Chen'an's cheek and said lovingly, "Didn't you say this morning that you were going to send a pot of wine to Hua Feijie? Let's go. I'll go with you."
Zhao Chen'an suddenly realized that he had almost forgotten about this.
He immediately bent down and slipped out of Qin Beixuan's arms. He picked up the wine cup on the table and filled it to the brim with the wine pot.
"Hehe, let's go~ Husband~"
The rising tone of Zhao Chen'an's "husband" made Qin Beixuan's heart itch. He really wanted to kiss Zhao Chen'an again.
*
The Chinese parasol tree outside the confinement room had already grown lush and leafy. Its branches and leaves were crimson, swaying in the breeze like burning flames.
Zhao Chen'an held the wine cup in his hand and sat down beside the Chinese parasol tree. After sitting down, he waved at Qin Beixuan, signaling him to sit down quickly.
Qin Beixuan nodded and sat down next to Zhao Chen'an.
Only then did Zhao Chen'an smile satisfactorily. He poured all the wine in the wine cup on the ground and said to the Chinese parasol tree, "Little guy, today I've become a Dao companion with Qin Beixuan. It's a pity that you weren't here. Fortunately, I'm a generous person. That's why I brought you a cup."
Zhao Chen'an paused and added, "You're still a child and can't drink too much. I've mixed some water in it. You must be very pleased, right?"
Qin Beixuan: "..."
So there was such an operation. He had learned something.
*
At night, Zhao Chen'an was sitting alone on the couch, waiting for Qin Beixuan to come back. He had just been mysteriously called away by his master. Zhao Chen'an had no idea what he was doing.
When Qin Beixuan came back, before Zhao Chen'an could say anything, he was pushed down on the bed.
Then a gentle and lingering kiss fell. Zhao Chen'an was caught off guard by the kiss and could only clumsily respond to Qin Beixuan.
"Wait, what did master just say to you?" Zhao Chen'an interrupted Qin Beixuan's naughty hands that were wandering on his body.
"Oh, it's nothing," Qin Beixuan handed a small porcelain bottle in his arms to Zhao Chen'an. "He just gave me something."
What was it?
Zhao Chen'an took the porcelain bottle and smelled it. It had a faint floral fragrance. It smelled quite nice. "What's this?"
Qin Beixuan hooked his lips into a smile and whispered something in Zhao Chen'an's ear.
Zhao Chen'an's face immediately turned red. He stuffed the porcelain bottle into Qin Beixuan's arms like a hot potato. "You, you, what are you bringing this kind of thing back for?!"
Qin Beixuan's eyes were full of smiles. He put the porcelain bottle on the table and pushed Zhao Chen'an down again. He said, "Right. I also think my An'er never needs these things."
Then he kissed Zhao Chen'an's lips again.
Zhao Chen'an mumbled, "Qin Beixuan! What are your hands doing?!"
Qin Beixuan said pitifully, "An'er, I'm a normal man too... Besides, the night is still long~"
*
Early the next morning.
Zhao Chen'an couldn't get out of bed.
"Qin Beixuan, you unfilial son, scoundrel!!!"
Give me back my waist, wuwuwu...