Singing a long song as if crying
Feng Qin knew that Jinwei could not be ordered to do anything, but he was very proud of his martial arts skills. He jumped onto the roof only to realise that even the most arrogant person has to admit defeat in the face of nature.
Under the moonlight, which was as clear as a mirror, on the green tiles, the princess was sitting there drinking. When she heard a noise, she turned her head. Her eyes were more moving and tender than the moonlight at that time. Her voice was a little hoarse, as if it had come from the depths of the green mountains, through the crystal gravel of a stream
‘Feng Qin… Do you want to come and drink with me?”
Feng Qin’s mind was confused, and he walked over as if possessed. By the time he reacted, he was already seated next to Junxu. The night breeze was gentle, carrying the soft, mature scent of late spring and early summer. The moonlight shone on Junxu’s hands, as if piercing through them. Feng Qin’s gaze naturally rose, but it was blocked by an icy mask. Her soft red lips and watery eyes were just… Feng Qin knew that her face was ruined.
But to what extent? There was always a glimmer of hope for the beautiful, and Feng Qin was a little hopeful. Junxu felt his gaze and smiled, turning her head and handing him the wine pot
‘Champion Red’
Feng Qin hesitated for a moment, then took it. The jade pot, in the moonlight, had the same translucent texture as Junxu’s hands, and held in his hand the residual warmth left by Junxu’s hands. A faint, sweet fragrance accompanied the warmth of his body as it hit Feng Qin’s nostrils. He parted his lips slightly and tilted his head to take a sip
‘What a strong drink!’
Jun Xu laughed, lying on the tiles and staring at the full moon
‘If it’s not strong, I might as well just drink water’
Feng Qin’s eyebrows shot up, but before he could say anything, Jun Xu’s faint query came over, with a hint of caution
‘Feeling alright?‘
’Not really.‘
’That’s right, you should have killed someone on the battlefield.‘
Junxu reached back and touched the arrow wound that still hadn’t healed, his expression indifferent. His grown dragon eyes were like a deep pool of water, bottomless in the moonlight.
’On the battlefield… how could a general miss and show mercy?‘
’My lord… I really have never been to war.‘
’Huh?’