[Shui first, love later]
Everyone knows that Shen Qingyan is a traitor who harms loyal people and does all kinds of evil.
No one knew that this beautiful and powerful official in the capital was seriously ill and was about to die.
The imperial doctor said that only by having skin-to-skin contact with the people of Louyi with special blood can one survive.
But Louyi had been destroyed many years ago, and now there is only one person of bloodline left——
Xie Zheng, the general of the state, has half of the blood of the city.
But the two had a long-standing feud, and Xie Zheng was the Zhongliang who he harmed the most. Shen Qingyan felt that he might as well die directly with a glass of poisonous wine.
But he can't die yet.
So he began to plan how to touch Xie Zheng's body reasonably, unconsciously, and without being discovered.
*
Xie Zheng felt as if he was caught in something unclean.
The first time was at the palace banquet. After a thousand glasses of wine, he was strangely drunk. Half asleep and half awake, a slightly cold body pressed against him.
The second time was in the study room. He lost consciousness inexplicably. When he woke up, the thin and soft touch of his waist was still in his arms.
The third time, he woke up early.
His eyes were covered, and he could only vaguely see a small piece of skin on the side of his neck.
So white, so fragrant...
He pretended not to wake up, and when the man leaned closer, he seemed to accidentally bite the dazzlingly white neck, leaving an identifiable mark.
The next day at the court meeting, all the officials were on duty. The cold and dignified Shen Qingyan stood at the head of the civil servants. Xie Zheng noticed that there was a mark on the edge of his buttoned collar that could not be concealed.
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The imperial doctor said that Shen Qingyan's condition was much better.
Shen Qingyan was very pleased, thinking about how many more times Xie Zheng would be able to fully recover.
One day at court, he lifted the curtain and got into the carriage. He never thought that someone would be waiting inside.
His wrists were caught and pinned to the wall of the car. The man pressed forward and pulled open his collar. His rough fingertips rubbed the bite marks that had not faded away. He chuckled: "Master Shen, it is indeed you."
Shen Qingyan scowled: "General, what are you talking about?"
Xie Zheng's hand slid to his waist and pinched it gently through the official robe. Shen Qingyan's eyelashes trembled, and his body suddenly softened, and she fell on his shoulder unable to hold on.
"Master Shen, what are you talking about?" I didn't expect that the waist of the man covering the sky with one hand in the court could be so soft. Xie Zheng pulled him into his arms and lowered his head close to his ear, "Why don't you see Master Shen so cold when you stick to me every night?"
Written on 2026.6.30
Purpose: live a good life
