Shen Qingfeng stared blankly at Lu Yan sitting on the horse not far away. In that instant, it seemed as if the world had lost its color, and the shouts of battle and the clashing of swords and halberds seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand. In an instant, Shen Qingfeng couldn't hear any sound in his ears. The only sound he could hear was the words that came out of Lu Yan's slightly parted lips.
"I'm here, Feng'er."
The distance between them was so far. Although Lu Yan's voice had been fragmented by the noisy sounds, Shen Qingfeng just heard it, clearly and deafeningly.
Once separated, lovesickness pierces the bones.
Shen Qingfeng slightly opened his mouth and gasped lightly. He only felt his chest was stuffy and panicked, and his throat was so tight that he could hardly make a sound. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his nose felt sour. For a moment, the once - suppressed emotions came like a mountain collapsing and a sea surging, instantly swallowing up all of Shen Qingfeng's rationality -
He wanted to go over. He wanted to be by Lu Yan's side.
He wanted to hug him and kiss him.
He wanted to lie against his chest and greedily listen to his heartbeat.
He missed him, missed him so much.
Tears finally welled up uncontrollably. Shen Qingfeng's body trembled. He only paused for a moment, then lifted his already exhausted legs and ran as hard as he could in Lu Yan's direction.
Lovesickness, lovesickness. Without both parties, where does lovesickness come from?
So, almost at the same time when Shen Qingfeng started to run, Lu Yan yanked the reins, gave a sudden shout of "Giddyup!"
The two were walking towards each other, rushing towards each other.
Lu Yan's eyebrows were as bright as the stars in the sky. His fluttering cloak was like a raging fire from the nine heavens. The armor on his body wrapped his strong muscles. His full - fledged explosive power made the horse under him, Treading Cloud, let out a roar. Its front hooves suddenly lifted up, kicking away the two charging soldiers. Then, Treading Cloud's hooves landed and stomped hard, dashing forward like a shooting star.
Lu Yan slashed open the path in front of him one blow after another. Shen Qingfeng also parried the incoming attacks with his sword one by one. Despite the battlefield full of thousands of people fighting, they only had each other in their eyes, infatuated, crazy and dreamy.
Lu Yan almost rushed to Shen Qingfeng's side in the fastest way. He chopped off the arm of a soldier who was about to attack Shen Qingfeng with one blow. Then he suddenly leaned forward, firmly grabbed Shen Qingfeng's slender waist with both hands, and then picked him up and tightly hugged him in his arms.
Shen Qingfeng let out a startled cry and hugged Lu Yan's arms in a hurry before he could sit steadily on Lu Yan's chest.
A low laugh came from above his head. Shen Qingfeng pressed tightly against his chest and only felt that the laugh was low and alluring, and even his chest was trembling.
"Feng'er." Lu Yan called out.
Shen Qingfeng looked up into Lu Yan's eyes. His gaze moved from his handsome sword - shaped eyebrows all the way to his sexy thin lips.
He missed the person in front of him so much. Just after a month of separation, he missed him so much that it was heart - wrenching. It was like a long - drought land meeting the sweet rain, or a withered tree finally welcoming the spring. He had endured so many nights without Lu Yan. Now, he could finally touch Lu Yan with his own hands, and let the familiar smell on him wrap him tightly again. He couldn't escape, and he didn't want to escape.
Recalling the night a few days ago when he was lovesick and couldn't help but relieve himself with Lu Yan's clothes, Shen Qingfeng's eyes were instantly filled with tears. The longing and attachment in his heart prompted him to slowly put his hands around Lu Yan's neck.
"Hey."
Unexpectedly, Lu Yan laughed softly and put his index finger on Shen Qingfeng's approaching thin lips, saying in a highly alluring voice, "Don't be in a hurry. We're still on the battlefield."
Shen Qingfeng was suddenly stunned.
These words were like a basin of cold water poured on his head. He was in a daze for a moment. The sounds of fighting around began to return, and the surging lust in his eyes gradually returned to clarity.
Shen Qingfeng looked at his hands around Lu Yan's neck and then at Lu Yan's half - smiling eyes. He immediately realized what was going on.
What time was it now? What was he doing!? Even if he missed him so much, he couldn't act like this!
Shameless!
Shen Qingfeng's face blushed instantly. He retracted his hands suddenly as if he had been burned by fire. His whole body was trembling. He didn't know whether he was angry at his uncontrollable self or at Lu Yan. He was about to jump off the horse when, unexpectedly, Lu Yan hugged his waist again.
"Where are you going?" Lu Yan still smiled, and he smiled very proudly.
Shen Qingfeng's cheeks were bright red. He scolded, "Let me down! Bastard!"
How could Lu Yan let him go back to fight with those people on the ground? He directly pressed him in his arms and whispered in Shen Qingfeng's hot ear, "Be good. Don't make trouble. Sit still."
After saying that, Shen Qingfeng only felt his earlobe heat up. Then, Lu Yan waved his long knife again, holding him in one arm and continuing to fight with the other.
Shen Qingfeng shrank in Lu Yan's arms. His face was tightly pressed against the cold armor on Lu Yan's chest. But even so, he still felt very hot, extremely hot.
So hot that his whole body was burning, so hot that he was almost losing his mind.
He tightly grabbed the corner of Lu Yan's clothes and greedily and childishly buried his head deeper. It seemed that Lu Yan's chest was the peach - blossom land he had been dreaming of.
Although his attachment to Lu Yan burned like a wildfire that could never be extinguished, Shen Qingfeng would never forget so easily the embarrassment of being teased by Lu Yan just now.
After the battlefield was calmed down and the Lu Family Army captured and killed all of Xia Yanhe's troops, Shen Qingfeng broke free from Lu Yan's embrace without saying a word, jumped off the horse in a hurry, and walked straight forward. While walking, he also made an excuse and said, "I'll go and see if Xia Yanhe is still alive."
Seeing this, Lu Yan hurriedly called out, dismounted from the horse, and rushed forward quickly.
Shen Qingfeng was extremely ashamed. He originally wanted to use the excuse of checking Xia Yanhe's situation to calm down his emotions. But unexpectedly, Lu Yan followed up and got closer and closer. He couldn't help but speed up his steps, walking faster and faster. In the end, he almost started to run.
It was Lu Yan who took a few quick steps forward, grabbed Shen Qingfeng's wrist, and said with a smile, "Feng'er, why are you running?"
"Who's running!" Shen Qingfeng said angrily, still angry about Lu Yan's teasing just now.
"Are you angry?" Lu Yan looked at him and laughed softly.
"No!"
"Then what are you going to do?"
Shen Qingfeng didn't even look at him: "We've won. I just want to see the results of the battle! What? Shouldn't I?"
"But you're running in the wrong direction. We're almost at the inner courtyard of the Prince Cheng's Mansion. Look, there's hardly anyone around."
Shen Qingfeng: "..."
He was so angry that he trembled. He suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Yan: "Lu Yan... You, you..."
Lu Yan smiled cunningly. He leaned forward slightly and pressed his forehead against Shen Qingfeng's, saying, "Don't worry. My subordinates will clean up and count. Soon, just wait for them to finish. Then we'll take the next step."
Shen Qingfeng pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Don't be angry anymore." Lu Yan lowered his head a little more and rubbed his nose against Shen Qingfeng's.
"I was wrong, Feng'er. Don't run away."
"I miss you so much too."
The air between the two began to heat up again. Shen Qingfeng's already - uncontrollable heart began to beat extremely fast again. He slightly opened his mouth, and the breath he exhaled became hotter and hotter.
"Lu Yan..." Lu Yan's aura suddenly changed, like a bowstring being suddenly tightened. As a man, Shen Qingfeng naturally knew what this dangerous aura meant.
He was a little afraid to look at Lu Yan. But even with his head down, he could feel clearly that Lu Yan's eyes were so hot that they almost burned that blazing temperature onto his soul.
Lu Yan smiled. One hand slowly stroked Shen Qingfeng's chin and slowly lifted his blushing face: "Feng'er..."
"Don't forget what you didn't do just now."