The bright and dim candlelight illuminated the hall, and also illuminated the young general's rare smile when he was drunk. The peach blossom eyes are curved, as if there is a wave of clear springs, and the corners of the mouth are curved, without the usual cold look at all, and they look like a well-behaved kitten.
Qi Rui couldn't help but be fascinated, Mo Heng's smile tonight was burned into his heart. His appearance, which has never been shown in front of others, makes people feel close to each other, but they are afraid that if they get closer, they will disturb this fragile and distant beauty.
After a long while, Qi Rui spoke in a hoarse voice: "The general just asked me why I only entertained you, but I had to throw a big banquet." He paused and continued: "I have guests who play the flute and sheng."
Thank you for coming to my side and rescuing me from the abyss of darkness. For the rest of my life, I don't ask for anything else. Even if it's just you, that's enough. I'm so lucky.
I have guests who play the harp and sheng. Every day from now on, I will hold a banquet just for you.
Gorgeous dividing line
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Also known as: "Enemies Don't Meet" Ancient Style Steampunk (This is my first time writing, I am not proficient in the business, I hope for guidance)
The overhead beam (that is, Xiao's southern beam) has no historical research and is not rigorous (spray lightly) HE High Sugar Knife
You can take a look at my short story collection "Write Whatever", which contains: fandom, HEBEOE, sugar, knives, various ideas and essays (the kind where you can write whatever you want)
Purpose: Mutual salvation
