Ling Shan Jun - 3.3

Qing Shi Jiu had just hurriedly rolled into bed and twisted the blanket into a pile, and pressed it down with his hands and feet. As Ling Shan Jun’s breath came near, Qing Shi Jiu only felt that his hands and feet were gently moved away, and then a soft, thin blanket covered his body.

Until he felt that Ling Shan Jun had gone away, Qing Shi Jiu then cautiously opened one eye. His eyeball circled around once, and then quickly closed again. He fell asleep with a strange sense of contentment blossoming inside his heart.

The two people lived with the two clay children for a few days. Without the disturbances from other people, Qing Shi Jiu’s daily schedule became increasingly lazy. Today, when he opened his eyes, the sun was already high up in the sky.

As he got up late, Ling Shan Jun was already warming the food on the kitchen stove. When Qing Shi Jiu had finished eating, he wanted to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, but it was taken away first by the clay children at his side.

Just as the sun got high enough and the rays flowed with warmth, Qing Shi Jiu sat at the edge of the table and unconsciously rubbed the calluses on the palm of his hand with his fingers.

It was said that from being frugal to being extravagant was easy. He thought to himself, if he stayed in Ling Mountain for three months, then perhaps these old calluses would disappear entirely.

In these past few days, he really did not need to fend for himself. Ling Shan Jun properly took care of everything. Even the food was different every day and Ling Shan Jun remembered which food he avoided and preferred. Qing Shi Jiu had never experienced living days like these, so he had fear hidden in the bottom of his heart. Ling Shan Jun really believed that he was Kong Ling, therefore, treated him like his wife.

But he was only a fake.

Qing Shi Jiu was not Kong Ling, he was not the young noble son who grew up in the heaping beauty of Peacock Residence. He was just a servant discarded by Peacock Residence, but he had caught Kong Ling’s eye and had the chance to go to Ling Mountain. Otherwise, he originally was going to waste his life away in Small Spring Manor.

He could stay at Ling Mountain for up to three months, but when Kong Ling’s letter arrived, even if he did not want to leave, he would still have to leave. Otherwise sooner or later, he would be exposed.

Kong Ling promised him that if he wanted to stay in Yun Zhong or leave, there would be no one to stop him. But once this had happened, Qing Shi Jiu could only leave. When Peacock Residence learned of this matter, they would definitely not let him off easy. If he wanted to keep on living, then he could only leave Yun Zhong.

Inside Qing Shi Jiu’s heart, he came up with another thought as well. He thought, it was find if he did not leave Yun Zhong, he could go seek Ling Shan Jun’s protection, then Peacock Residence could do nothing to him.

But when that time came, would Ling Shan Jun really acknowledge him? By that time, whatever truth there was, would be exposed. Ling Shan Jun would know that his true heart was spent on the wrong person and feared that he would never want to see him again.

From the side, the sound of movement could be heard, Qing Shi Jiu returned to himself and watched the in-coming person.

As Ling Shan Jun came up, he wore a conical bamboo hat and was probably sweating with a lock of black hair stuck to his cheek. He held the basket in his hand, took out a pale green fruit, and handed it to Qing Shi Jiu: “The happiness and lovegevity fruit is ripe, it can be brewed into wine now.”

He actually still remembered the phoenix flower wine.

Qing Shi Jiu held the happiness and longevity fruit and softly said: “I will brew the phoenix flower wine.”

Ling Shan Jun stroked his head: “That’s great, I will have to bother my wife to guide me on the side.”

Qing Shi Jiu pursed his lips into a smile. Ling Shan Jun’s hands were always fond of being intimate. He was used to having his head stroked, unlike in the beginning where he would freeze and the tips of his ears would heat up.

The skin on his face was thicker already.

Secretly, Qing Shi Jiu spurned himself.

Ling Shan Jun prepared seven to eight jars of wine. In addition to the phoenix flower wine, he also planned to brew another wine. After he had washed the fruits, beside him, Qing Shi Jiu was stealthily eating it and instructing him on how to brew the phoenix flower wine.

When all the mouths of the jars were sealed, the sky had already darkened.

As Qing Shi Jiu held the lamp alongside him, Ling Shan Jun placed each jar of wine into the pit under the tree.

“After the wine is ready, I will give you a cup. Your drinking capacity is not good, so you can’t be greedy.”

As the wind blew, the leaves rustled gently.

The beauty under the light of the lamp was being admired, it made the person three times more beautiful.

As Qing Shi Jiu watched Ling Shan Jun lift his face up to talk to him, the candlelight softened the edges of his face. The tip of Ling Shan Jun’s eyebrows and the corner of his mouth all became soft and gentle.

“…Alright.”

In a panic, Qing Shi Jiu moved his eyes away and his heart palpitated madly.