It was the Spring Festival. The people of Lige hadn't fully recovered from the festive atmosphere yet, so there were few pedestrians on the road. Moreover, as it started to snow again, every household preferred to stay at home by the fire rather than go out. As a result, there were pitifully few people on the street. Even the usually bustling Shifangzhai had only a handful of customers.
The once - cleared Wutong Long Street was covered with snow again. The winter sun, apart from providing a bit of illumination, was almost useless. It didn't give any warmth to the world and just hung dryly in the sky.
Near the Shen Mansion, in an alley that should have been deserted, faint and intense moans were faintly heard.
In the dim alley, two figures, one in black and the other in white, were intertwined. The man in black pinned the man in white against the wall. With one hand around his waist and the other supporting the back of his head, he kissed his lips fiercely.
Shen Qingfeng was dazed by the kiss. His legs went weak, and unable to stand steadily, he was held by Lu Yan and pressed tightly between the wall and his chest.
This man is really crazy, Shen Qingfeng thought. He had kissed him several times on the mountain just now. Now that he was about to go home, he was dragged into this alley for another kiss.
Shen Qingfeng was helpless. He wanted to push him away, but Lu Yan was like a man starved for a long time. Once he tasted the sweetness, he just couldn't stop.
I don't know how long it took before Lu Yan slowly let him go. He looked down and saw that Shen Qingfeng's lips were swollen from his kisses. The originally thin lips now seemed to be pouting, still with the traces of their kiss, glistening as if they would break at a touch.
Lu Yan looked at Shen Qingfeng, who was gasping for breath, with satisfaction. He reached out and stroked his lips. "Qingfeng."
"Hmm?"
Lu Yan leaned close to his ear. "Let me buy you a mansion. Move out and live there. Then I won't have to kiss you secretly."
Shen Qingfeng shook his head. "No, it's good to stay at home." In his past life, he hadn't spent much time with his family. In this life, he really wanted to make up for that time.
Lu Yan respected his decision and nodded. "So you're going back now?"
Shen Qingfeng nodded. "Yes. You should go back quickly too. It's cold outside."
Lu Yan hugged him and rubbed his nose against Shen Qingfeng's. "My elder brother asked me to go to the palace to drink with him tomorrow. I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other then."
Shen Qingfeng laughed. "It's just one day. Haven't you had enough of looking at me today?"
"Not enough." Lu Yan said, pinching Shen Qingfeng's chin again and kissing him. "And I'm not satisfied with just these kisses..."
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"The young master is back?" A Man saw Shen Qingfeng coming in with a bamboo hat. He put the washbasin on the table and bowed to Shen Qingfeng.
Shen Qingfeng nodded. "Where's Yu Shuang?"
"In the inner chamber." A Man picked a dried handkerchief from the side and put it into the washbasin. Then he carried the washbasin and said to Shen Qingfeng, "Young master, follow me."
After walking a short distance along the corridor, they arrived at the door of the guest room in the inner chamber of the Shen Mansion. Since A Man's hands were full, he kicked the door open with his foot and said to the people inside, "Doctor, our young master is back."
The doctor, who was sitting by the bed taking the patient's pulse, quickly stood up, wiped his hands on his clothes, and ran to the door to bow to Shen Qingfeng as he entered. "Young Master Shen."
Shen Qingfeng nodded, took off his bamboo hat and put it aside. Then he subconsciously covered his slightly swollen lips and asked, "How is he?"
Neither of them noticed anything unusual about Shen Qingfeng's actions. A Man was eager to wipe Yu Shuang's face, and the doctor was a bit nervous. Scratching his head, he replied, "Reporting to Young Master Shen, when I first came, this man was seriously injured. There were several fatal wounds on his chest, and he had been lying in the snow for some time. I originally thought there was no hope, but after applying the medicine today, he seems to be recovering well. His injuries are gradually improving. It must be that good people have their own blessings."
Naturally, the doctor didn't know that the reason Yu Shuang had recovered so quickly and come back from the brink of death was that Shen Qingfeng had fed him the Jade Cicada Dew. Shen Qingfeng nodded non - committedly and asked, "When will he wake up?"
The doctor glanced at the man lying on the bed. Seeing A Man wiping his face and hands with a wet towel, he said, "Don't worry, young master. Although the patient was seriously injured, his physical condition is excellent. But due to his injuries, he won't wake up for a while. It should take about five or six days."
"Okay." Shen Qingfeng nodded. He walked closer, looked at Yu Shuang's pale face with his eyebrows still knitted, and let out a soft sigh.
Shen Qingfeng turned to look at the doctor and said, "Remember, you're not allowed to leave until he wakes up. You won't be short of money. I'll give you half of it now. Later, I'll have someone send you twenty taels of silver."
The doctor's eyes lit up, and he was so moved that he bowed deeply. After all, in his whole life as a doctor, according to normal circumstances, it would take him two years to earn twenty taels of silver. He never expected that coming to the Shen Mansion this time would be such a lucrative opportunity. He was extremely happy.
Shen Qingfeng looked at the unconscious man on the bed again, stroked A Man's head, and said, "Take good care of him."
A Man nodded. "Don't worry, young master."
After saying that, Shen Qingfeng didn't stay any longer. He turned around, without even taking off his bamboo hat, and stepped into the snow again.
It was already past noon, and the wind and snow outside started to fall again. Shen Qingfeng didn't ask for a sedan chair and set foot on Wutong Long Street again.
He walked for a while until the white veil covering his face was soaked by the snow. Then he finally reached his destination.
He slowly lifted a small corner of the white veil and stared fixedly ahead.
The building was exquisitely decorated and magnificent. Shen Qingfeng squinted his eyes as he looked at the three gilded characters "Shifangzhai" on the plaque.
Actually, he didn't want to come here. After all, his current identity was special. Without an official position, if people found out that he often went in and out of the inner cabinet of Shifangzhai, they might make wild guesses. But it seemed that Liu Mei was hiding something from him and also seemed to know everything.
That day, if it hadn't been for Liu Mei saying that he wanted to kill Lu Yan, he would never have run back, and he would never have cleared up his feelings with Lu Yan so quickly.
That is to say, in fact, Liu Mei had long known that the relationship between the two of them was not what they showed.
Liu Mei, just how extensive is your intelligence network?
Shen Qingfeng didn't hesitate any longer and directly stepped in. This was the third time he had come here since his rebirth. It was the Spring Festival now, and there were not many customers in Shifangzhai. The maid at the door had sharp eyes and recognized him at a glance. Then she quickly walked in front of Shen Qingfeng, bowed, and asked, "Young Master Shen, may I ask what brings you to Shifangzhai this time?"
Shen Qingfeng cleared his throat and got straight to the point. Coldly, he asked, "Is your shopkeeper here?"
The maid replied respectfully, "Sorry, Young Master Shen. The shopkeeper has been very busy recently and generally doesn't see anyone."
Shen Qingfeng didn't care. He gave a soft snort and said, "Don't worry. As long as you tell her my name, your boss will surely come. Just lead the way."