Chapter 61

Chapter 61: A Trio of Three in the Full Moon Season (Part 1)

After the festive bustle, the palace seemed even more desolate.

The moonlight is cold, emitting a faint silver glow, which makes people feel a little chilly. On an autumn night, 

the bluestone road was covered with a thin layer of frost. It was a bit slippery when you stepped on it, and the 

creaking sound echoed for a long time in the lonely cold wind.

Si Cang Qing walked slowly, with his hands behind his back, towards his bedroom, Huanao Palace. The guards 

kept a distance, neither too far nor too close, and followed silently in the dark.

The Huanao Palace was empty and silent, just like countless nights before. Feng Lan sat on the couch, 

unconsciously flipping through the secret letter sent from Dongying Tower. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew 

through the window, and the candlelight began to shake.

Feng Lan hurriedly got up and closed the doors and windows.

After the faint sound, there is endless silence and loneliness. Feng Lan stood there in a daze, his hand still on the 

windowsill, his eyes slightly confused, as if he didn't know whether to leave or stay. There was a hint of deep 

thought in his calm expression, yet it seemed as if he was thinking of nothing.

It seemed as if... during the six months that Si Cang Qing led the army in person, every time after he finished his 

official business, he would spend the long nights thinking about the beloved who was far away but who occupied 

all his heart and soul.

Now, that person is in the Tianluan West Palace not far away, but all of a sudden, he seems even farther away - 

that kind of feeling is like the desolation of being so close yet so far away.

Perhaps, it won't be long before he will move to the Chaofeng East Palace. That is where he belongs! He was just 

used to it. Since his wedding, he had been living in Si Cang Qing's bedroom every day and had been sleeping in 

the same bed with that man.

Thinking aimlessly, Feng Lan sighed softly, then slowly withdrew his hand, walked to the bed, and undressed.

Some things, right or wrong, cannot be changed, so you can only accept them.

Some beliefs, whether right or wrong, should not be shaken if you are determined to stick to them.

When taking off the last piece of clothing, Feng Lan paused for a moment, then slowly turned around and looked 

at the person in disbelief, "Master..."

Si Cang Qing frowned, then felt relieved and walked quickly to Feng Lan, "Why haven't you slept yet?" It was 

already past midnight, and he thought that the man should have rested, so he deliberately moved lightly when he 

came in.

Feng Lan just stared at Si Cang Qing blankly, puzzled, "Master, why didn't you stay in Tianluan Palace?" Today 

was his wedding with Cheng TianYang. Even though he knew that Si Cang Qing married that man for political 

strategy, but…

"Why stay at Tianluan Palace?" Si Cang Qing replied nonchalantly, and while taking off his clothes, he asked, 

"Don't you want me to come back?"

How could that be? Feng Lan quickly took over Si Cang Qing's hand and said softly, "Master, let me do it!"

Si Cang Qing put his arms around Feng Lan's waist, relaxed his whole body, and let him change his clothes for 

him.

Standing on tiptoe, Feng Lan gently took off the jade crown for the other person. The slightly trembling eyelashes 

concealed the surprise in his eyes, and he didn't ask why. Some things are hard to be clear about. But the 

happiness in my heart is real. He loved this extremely noble emperor so much, but he also had his own selfish 

desires.

...Although, it seems unfair to the newly married West Empress. 

The long hair fell down like a waterfall and slid across Feng Lan's cheek. It was a slightly cool and soft touch 

that made his heart palpitate. Si Cang Qing lowered his head slightly, looked silently into Feng Lan's eyes, 

without saying a word.

"Master," Feng Lan was at a loss as he was looked at, his face flushed as he murmured, "No, you don't want to 

rest?"

Gently lifting Feng Lan's chin, Si Cang Qing silently gazed into those clear eyes. Seeing the other person's 

increasingly flushed face, Si Cang Qing's eyes darkened, and he leaned down to press his lips against the soft 

pink ones.

The fingertips gradually slid down from the chin, tracing the curve of the person's slightly tilted neck, delicately 

outlining the shape. 

Feng Lan let out a low "mm," his gaze unfocused and lost. With his mouth slightly parted, he allowed the 

passionate exploration to roam over his body. As Si Cang Qing's kisses and caresses continued, a wave of heat 

surged through him, and uncontrollable moans flowed from his throat, spilling out in fragmented gasps.

Another arm tightly wrapped around Feng Lan's waist, and the wandering fingers quietly made their way to the 

only remaining opening of his undergarment. With a slight tug, the clothing came undone. 

Si Cang Qing's lips gradually wandered, delicately biting down along his jawline. His body trembled slightly, and 

Feng Lan felt his legs go weak, his entire weight resting on the strong, firm arm around his waist.

Clothes had already been stripped away. A slight chill lingered in the air, resting on the exposed skin, preventing 

complete immersion. 

"Master..." A difficult and broken whisper floated in the warm spring atmosphere, "Go... ah... to bed..." 

Ignoring the fragmented, almost mournful plea, Si Cang Qing buried his head in the person's chest, his hands 

increasing in intensity, igniting a fire on the supple yet firm male body.

The waves of dizzying pleasure were irresistible to Feng Lan. His entire being felt as if it were on fire, leaving 

him no choice but to weakly cling to the person who ignited him. The familiar and warm sensation under his 

hands made him involuntarily chase after it as well. 

◇Cang◇Huan◇Seven◇Palace◇

Restless, wildly clamoring, desperately seeking an opening.

Seeing those clear eyes reflecting the misty spring love, Si Cang Qing's eyes, which were always as cold as ice, 

suddenly lit up with clusters of fire, falling on the person who was sobbing and moaning, as if wanting to burn 

this person to death.

"master……"

Amidst the broken sobs, this call was natural and moving. When Si Cang Qing heard this, it further stirred the 

desires deep within.

The passionate kiss lingered on Feng Lan's upper body before reluctantly withdrawing. However, the roaming 

hand stroked his back vigorously, causing a little pain, and then slid across his waist and went further down.

Inside the hall, ambiguous sounds lingered for a long time.

The candlelight flickered and hit the bed curtain that had not been lowered in time. The slightly swaying bed 

curtains half-covered the body that was moving up and down on the bed.

The night is still long and the love is still going on.

The result of a night of indulgence was that when the day broke, the man who was always diligent and 

law-abiding was still sleeping soundly.

Si Cang Qing had already woken up. He just lay sideways, supporting his head with one hand, and looked at the 

sleeping man quietly. The free hand rested on Feng Lan's hair, gently stroking it from time to time.

"Um……"

After moving her body slightly, Feng Lan slowly opened his heavy eyes. The strong light that suddenly hit his 

eyes woke him up instantly.

Feng Lan was slightly stunned, a little puzzled as to why he slept so deeply. Then Si Cang Qing's face suddenly 

appeared before his eyes, and he heard a pleasant whisper, "Awake?"

"Master," Feng Lan raised his eyes and looked straight at him, "You, didn't attend the morning court?"

"The court will be suspend the Grand wedding for three days." Si Cang Qing rolled over, pinning Feng Lan 

beneath him, his fingers teasingly playing on his waist, "I'll accompany you."

It's been a long time since I've been alone with this person! After fighting outside for more than half a year, he 

was busy with the piles of court affairs and marriage arrangements when he came back. But this person said 

nothing, just worked diligently on his own task, sharing many tedious tasks with himself.

Looking at Feng Lan like this, Si Cang Qing felt a slight sense of disobedience in his heart.

Feng Lan smiled, then closed his eyes again, taking in the familiar and warm fragrance, his lips slightly raised, 

"I have to make good use of these three days of free time."

"You decide." Si Cang Qing replied in a leisurely voice.

"Then..." Feng Lan opened his eyes and looked at Si Cang Qing, and softly suggested, "Let's go to Luofeng 

Mountain to enjoy the scenery today, and also go to Wuya Temple to burn incense."

Luofeng Mountain is extremely beautiful during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The red leaves of the maple trees that 

 have been hit by frost are as beautiful as fire all over the mountains and fields.

"good."

After a slight hesitation, Feng Lan asked tentatively: "How about inviting West Empress to join us? He is not 

from our country, so he must have never seen such a scenery..." Speaking of that person, he still felt a little 

strange in his heart. only……

After all, that person was the Empress that Si Cang Qing married in a formal ceremony. On the wedding night 

yesterday, Si Cang Qing had been monopolized by himself. Now, Feng Lan could no longer feel at ease and 

monopolize all of Si Cang Qing's mind and attention.

Looking into Feng Lan's eyes intently, and not seeing the slightest sign of something strange, Si Cang Qing 

nodded in agreement, "It's up to you."

Hearing this, Feng Lan pulled the corners of his lips, slowly lowered his eyes, and said, "As for the rest, let's take 

a tour of Lianjing City. It just happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. There are many interesting things in the 

folk..."

"Hmm," Si Cang Qing responded casually, but his fingers did not stop moving. His fingertips slid across Feng 

Lan's naked waist and abdomen, and moved inadvertently to his armpits.

"Ah," Feng Lan suddenly cried out softly, with a slightly annoyed tone, "It's so itchy... Master, please stop 

bothering me..."

Raising his eyebrows with interest, Si Cang Qing whispered in his ear, "Is it itchy?" As he asked, his fingertips 

curiously probed over.

The suppressed laughter flowed out from Feng Lan's throat, accompanied by rapid gasps and cries for mercy, 

"Ah, good... hehe, itchy... Master..."

Feng Lan's unrestrained laughter seemed to arouse Si Cang Qing's interest at once. It was a rare time for him to 

play a prank, so he put both hands under the other person's armpits and started scratching him hard.

“Master, please… please forgive me… hehe… I… hehe…”

After teasing for a long time, Si Cang Qing was finally satisfied and withdrew his hands from Feng Lan's armpits, 

which were being squeezed tightly.

Unable to stop laughing for a moment, Feng Lan laughed while breathing heavily. At this moment, he couldn't 

even utter a complete sentence:

"Master, Master... Hehe, you... are doing bad things..."

The face that laughed freely was as bright as the sun, without any trace of heaviness or forbearance.

Si Cang Qing gently kissed the tears that flowed from the man's eyes due to his intense laughter. One by one, the 

tears finally disappeared completely, leaving only the vague tenderness.

Laughed, made a fuss.

The sun had already climbed up above the roof tiles, and inside the hall, the two people who rarely stayed in bed 

finally got up.

"Master," both of them were wearing casual clothes, Feng Lan looked at Si Cang Qing with a smile, "Let's go to 

the West Palace now, the Empress should be waiting."

Nodding faintly, Si Cang Qing casually took Feng Lan's hand, and walked away gradually against the morning 

light.
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