My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave - Chapter 74

Ruan Nian’s throat was full of alcohol, which made his head dizzy. He nodded and said, “Master often can’t sleep at night. I want to give him some.”

Qu Fengyun: “…he can’t take this medicine.”

Ruan Nian: “Why?”

Qu Fengyun sniffed the intoxicating breath between his lips and teeth, and the heat seemed to be burning from the bones, burning his limbs and bones in waves.

Seeing that he didn’t speak, Ruan Nian muttered, “Ah Kung, are you reluctant to feed Master?”

“No…” Qu Fengyun rubbed his fair neck, his breath getting hotter and hotter.

Ruan Nian raised his head, got closer, and said in a daze, “Ah, why are you breathing so hot?”

Qu Fengyun pressed close to him, the tip of his nose touched Ruan Nian’s flushed cheek, and said hoarsely, “Didn’t you say…hard…”

Ruan Nian was stunned for a while, then stammered: “I, I’m not… um…”

Qu Fengyun clasped the back of his neck, his breath lingering on his lips, touching him with scorching heat.

Ruan Nian couldn’t breathe evenly, his whole body became soft, and Qu Fengyun bit his lips numb.

In a dizzy time, he heard Qu Fengyun whisper: “I’ll tell you now, what happens when you take that medicine…”

That night, Ruan Nian finally understood why Qu Fengyun said before that, don’t believe even half a word of what the prince said.

He hung on Qu Fengyun, his back was against the wall, he was crying and panting, the corners of his eyes were red, “Ah…Wait, wait a minute… um…”

Qu Fengyun’s hot sweat dripped down his chest, and his heart was hot and turbulent. He pinched Ruan Nian’s waist, and the redness on his thin white back was filled with love|/lust in his eyes, and a slight tremor made his eyes redden.

Ruan Nian couldn’t help burying his face in Qu Fengyun’s hot chest, crying and biting him, but he was panting as he shook, “Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…”

He cried for a while, raised his wet face, and panted, “You, why are you so big again… um…”

Qu Fengyun bit his lip and swallowed the tears that fell on his lips…

The next day, Ruan Nian, who had a sore waist and soft legs, lay on Qu Fengyun’s arms and grumbled, “I won’t call you Ah Jian in the future.”

Qu Fengyun knowingly asked, “Why?”

Ruan Nian muttered, “You will grow old when you call me…”

Qu Fengyun rubbed his blushing face and said, “What is it called?”

Ruan Nian thought for a while and asked, “How do others call you?”

“Others are others,” Qu Fengyun said, “You are different.”

Ruan Nian’s eyes narrowed with laughter, and he asked, “Why is it different?”

Qu Fengyun lowered his head and kissed him.

Ruan Nian hugged him with a smile, rubbed against him in his arms, and said, “Ah, I’m hungry, I want chicken soup.”

Qu Fengyun: “…” Didn’t you say that you shouldn’t be called Ah Hard?

A few days later, Ruan Nian met the prince who was pulling Gu Lang and playing the bamboo flute in the imperial garden.

That bamboo flute hole was not played properly, and it blew humming, miserable, like a haunted ghost.

Ruan Nian wanted to run as soon as he covered his ears, but was stopped by the prince.

“Doctor Ruan,” the prince said, “If Doctor Ruan is not in a hurry, why don’t you sit down and listen to this king’s tune?”

Ruan Nian suddenly remembered the strange medicine given by the prince, and immediately cupped his hands and said, “Don’t worry, Your Highness, I will not tell you about your visit to Goulan Courtyard.”

Then turned and ran.

Murong Yan: “…”

Gu Lang lifted his eyelids to look at him, “Goulan Courtyard?”

Murong Yan: “I’m not, I don’t, don’t listen to his nonsense.”

Gu Lang: “Why is he talking nonsense? You had a holiday with him?”

Murong Yan: “…he will avenge his kindness.”

Gu Lang had a look of disbelief.

“Think about it,” Murong Yan put his arms around his waist and whispered, “You are so powerful, how can I still have the energy to use it on others?”

Gu Lang: “…”

Gu Lang grabbed the bamboo flute in his hand, stood up and left.

Murong Yan hurriedly chased after him and said with a smile, “Don’t run around, it’s time to go back and try the wedding dress.”

There has never been a male prince concubine in the palace before, so I didn’t think much about it when I made the wedding dress, and did it as before.

On the day the clothes were delivered, Gu Lang looked at the red dress, his forehead jumped suddenly, Murong Yan hurriedly asked people to return it to change it, saying that the two sets were made the same.

This time, it was changed and sent, and both sets are men’s happy clothes.

Gu Lang wanted to change it himself, but Murong Yan insisted on changing it for him. He touched his waist and rubbed his back again. It took a long time to finally buckle the last button.

This was the first time Murong Yan saw Gu Lang in red.

The bright red clothes were draped around him, making Gu Lang even whiter. Murong Yan didn’t seem to be able to see enough, his eyes went all the way down the front of his clothes, and then climbed up the hem of his clothes to his neck…

Gu Lang was uncomfortable with him and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Murong Yan hugged him gently and said, “My crown princess is so beautiful.”

Gu Lang’s ears turned slightly red, and he pushed him and said, “You should also change.”

Murong Yan took his hand and put it on the belt, and said, “Can you change it for me?”

Gu Lang paused, and slowly pulled away his belt.

Outside the door, Eunuch Chen held his hands and heard a rustling in the room, and then heard Gu Lang say: “It seems a little tight, are you fat?”

Then, after another rustling, the prince opened the door and commanded with a sullen face, “I’m going to be vegetarian these days.”

Eunuch Chen: “…Yes.”

Ten days later, the whole palace city was covered with red silk, and red lanterns were hung everywhere in the capital, making it very lively.

On this day, the prince’s wedding was celebrated all over the world.

Xu Jing’er sat on the roof, watching the prince and Gu Lang worship the heaven and earth under the moonlight, tears welling up in her eyes, the tears could not stop.

Sun Fang next to her silently handed her a handkerchief. He didn’t know what Xu Jing’er was crying, but he only knew that she really wanted to see the prince and Gu Lang get married, and in order to see clearly, he climbed onto the roof.

“Don’t cry,” Sun Fang comforted. “This is a happy event, so be happy.”

Xu Jinger said “woohoo”, “I’m just too happy…”

She wiped away her tears, suddenly grabbed Sun Fang’s hand and said, “Brother Sun, can you take me to the prince’s palace later?”

Sun Fang wondered, “Why are you going there?”

Xu Jing’er twisted the veil and whispered, “I, I want to hear about their bridal chamber… One, I’ll just listen!”

Sun Fang: “…” I’m afraid of being beaten to death by the boss.

Under the roof, Ruan Nian, who was drunk with two glasses of wine, also dragged Qu Fengyun and muttered, saying that he was going to make a bridal chamber.

Qu Fengyun bent down and carried the person away.

However, the prince who had worshipped the hall did not return to the East Palace. He went to the stables to lead A Ci, and rode with Gu Lang to the Gu Mansion.

They wore bright red wedding dresses and knelt in front of Gu Lang’s parents’ yard.

“Father, mother,” Murong Yan and Gu Lang clasped their fingers together and said to the courtyard, “We are married. Don’t worry, I will take good care of him in the future.”

Insects roared in the courtyard, the evening wind blew, and clumps of weeds swayed.

“Murong…” Gu Lang just shouted out, and remembered the “Prince Li Heng” that the little **** called when he was just visiting the hall.

In fact, he knew that Prince Dayan was called Li Heng, but the one he knew had always been Murong Yan. Over time, only the word “Murong” remained in his heart.

He thought about it for a while, and called out somewhat unnaturally, “Li Heng…”

Murong Yan leaned over, touched his forehead, and said with a soft smile, “Li Heng is the prince of the people of Dayan, but I am your Murong alone.”

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, reflecting the courtyard as bright as day.

Gu Lang looked at him with light in his eyes, and murmured, “Murong…”

The moonlight on the wall is like snow and frost.

—end