Chapter 89

Chapter 89: Intoxicated, we gaze at the half-moon together (Part 4)

"Qing di, are you willing to marry me?"

The faint question floated in the warm spring night. A soft breeze suddenly blew in from the window, playfully 

dragging the man's voice for a long time, floating in Si Cang Qing's ears for a long time.

Marry Qiu Ping Tian? Si Cang Qing was a little confused for a moment. He didn't understand why Qiu Ping Tian 

suddenly asked such a question - he had never thought about marrying a concubine, and the actual meaning of t

his behavior. Even when he married Feng Lan, it just happened to respond to the situation where those ministers 

requested to establish a crown princess. It's no different for him, isn't it?

Besides, Qiu Ping Tian was clearly talking about "pursuit"!

Si Cang Qing didn't realize that at this time, apart from this doubt, he didn't think about whether to marry him 

or not. 

Qiu Ping Tian naturally saw it too; he smiled faintly, feeling very confident. He continued, "Qing di, you 

agreed to let me pursue you, but according to propriety and law, I am your subject. Such actions, in the eyes of 

those with ulterior motives, would be seen as offending the heavenly authority and desecrating the imperial power."

"Of course," Qiu Ping Tian's tone shifted, and he said with great confidence, "I know that you naturally don't
care about these things, but I don't want to bring any negative impact to you."

"If..." it seemed a bit difficult and shameful, "if you marry me as your concubine, it would be justified and proper, 

and all my actions would naturally be reasonable."

Qiu Ping Tian's words, after going around in circles, ended up placing all the blame on Si Cang Qing. There was 

no subservience, nor was there any aggressive confrontation; it was all entirely taken for granted. Of course, 

occasional displays of vulnerability and the subtle sense of loss are indispensable.

Listening to this person's explanation, Si Cang Qing frowned slightly—he didn't think that Qiu Ping Tian was 

someone who cared so much about etiquette; he also didn't believe that the court officials would dare to meddle 

in the matters between Qiu Ping Tian and him.

But when his gaze met Qiu Ping Tian's eyes, filled with an "unconcealable yet desperately concealed" longing, and 

a composure that was entirely unlike his usual self, the smile revealing a hint of "sorrow and exhaustion," 

Si Cang Qing lightly lowered his eyes, and an unusual, rare feeling of helplessness unexpectedly arose 

in his heart.

Si Cang Qing suddenly remembered a couple of days ago when Cheng TianBi had teased him in his arms, 

saying that he always indulged the people he cared about without principles. At that time, Cheng TianBi also 

said that this habit was not good; if someone with ulterior motives took advantage of it, it could lead to trouble. 

Of course, Cheng TianBi's words were mostly joking.

This intuition and ability, Si Cang Qing still possesses. Before he cares about or pays attention to someone, he at 

least clearly understands that person's nature. Moreover, how many people can touch his heart and make him care 

or be concerned?

At this moment, recalling these things, Si Cang Qing suddenly realized that he clearly knew that Qiu Ping Tian 

was a person skilled in scheming, and he clearly knew that perhaps this person was plotting something in his heart.
However, in response to this person's soft-spoken request, with somewhat lost words, he could only helplessly... 

let it go.

After all, no matter what Qiu Ping Tian wants to get from him, it is harmless to him.

"Why aren't you speaking, Qing di?" Qiu Ping Tian quietly stared at Si Cang Qing, waiting for a long time, but 

only silence followed. Then, he gave a ‘bitter’ smile, his eyes filled with an ‘irremovable’ disappointment, and 

gently stepped away from Si Cang Qing's shoulder.

"Qing di, I was just joking!" Qiu Ping Tian forced out a smile, casually sat down to the side, poured himself a 

cup of tea that had long gone cold, gulped it down, then without looking at the other person, lowered his gaze to 

the table in front of him, "It's too late, Qing di, you should hurry back to the palace!"

With a somewhat cold tone, Qiu Ping Tian said, then took another sip of tea. The face that usually bore a warm 

smile now revealed a sense of desolation.

Si Cang Qing fell silent, slowly walking back to his original position. He gazed intently at the man across from 

him, his eyes reflecting a contemplative look—this kind of Qiu Ping Tian, despondent and gloomy, was neither 

familiar to him nor something he wished to see.

To Qiu Ping Tian, it was a play. But... feeling the glued gaze on his body, Qiu Ping Tian sighed inwardly, his 

eyelids hiding his self-mockery and faint disappointment. It wasn't entirely acting, was it?

Most of the time, they deliberately expose their innermost emotions to each other.

He started his career in the business world at the age of ten, engaging in deceit and manipulation for over a 

decade. Regardless of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, as long as he wished, he could completely control all his 

emotions. Nowadays, it's just about tearing open the feelings hidden deep in his heart, laughing in a pointless, 

theatrical manner, exposing the bloody wounds for that person to see.

Who would be willing to be so submissive and even share a husband with many people? Moreover, in his heart, 

which was heavily protected by sophistication, he had an unyielding pride. 

However, such feelings came fiercely, deeply, and became more and more uncontrollable. This feeling hit his 

self-esteem hard.

Avoidance has never been his style. He had completely fallen in love with Si Cang Qing, so naturally, no matter 

what, he had to win this person's heart. No matter the method, no matter how many people are around 

Si Cang Qing, this is the price he pays for choosing this path—he can't blame anyone!

But, he had fallen in love with Si Cang Qing, even though this person was the emperor, the supreme ruler. He 

climbed down this high branch—indeed, he even went so far as to exploit others' weaknesses and tear open his 

own wounds. Since he won't back down, Si Cang Qing will never be able to completely cut ties with him.

As for being despicable? Qiu Ping Tian smiled faintly; he never cared about these things. As long as he followed 

his own heart, he didn't care what others thought!

◇Cang◇Huan◇Seven◇Palace◇

"If you want to get married, I will marry. You and Bi, hold the ceremony of conferring the title of consort at the 

same time."

This sentence was said smoothly, but it actually surprised Si Cang Qing himself a little bit - things have developed 

strangely to this point. However...

Looking at the person in front of him, he was immediately in high spirits, and Si Cang Qing still didn't feel the 

slightest bit of reluctance. In fact, it's not bad! Marrying Qiu Ping Tian as a concubine means that this person 

will always be by his side. Although he rarely speaks, he enjoys Qiu Ping Tian coming to drink tea and talk with 

him from time to time, and feels very comfortable.

Qiu Ping Tian smiled with curved eyebrows, which was pure joy.

Although he was sure that Si Cang Qing would not reject his feelings, he was not 100% sure. Si Cang Qing 

married him without any doubt - it seems that he is not a little bit important in Si Cang Qing's heart, right?

Maybe...

Qiu Ping Tian quickly regained his composure, with a faint smile on his lips and a hint of determination flashing 

in his eyes—perhaps he could take a bit more risk and get closer to Si Cang Qing.

Only in this way can Si Cang Qing adjust his attitude towards himself in the shortest time possible.

It may be said that giving an inch will take a mile, but this love affair has not been built in a day. No matter how 

patient he is, with such a perfect opportunity right in front of him, who could remain indifferent?

Si Cang Qing was unaware of the person's twisted and malicious intentions; he only felt uneasy watching the 

other person continuously gulping down the cold tea. Spring is a time when people easily fall ill, and this person 

is not a martial artist. After spending a long time with Cheng TianBi, Si Cang Qing unconsciously started to 

care about other people's health—of course, this "other people" was limited to just a few individuals.

He then coldly said, "Drink less."

Qiu Ping Tian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled. Then he came to Si Cang Qing's side, leaned 

against Si Cang Qing and sat down, half of his body weight fell on him, he sighed with satisfaction, "Qing di, 

I'm so happy, I don't know what to do..."

As he said, Qiu Ping Tian stretched out his arms, put them around the other's waist, and naturally leaned into 

the other's arms.

Si Cang Qing hesitated, looked down at the man's satisfied look, and finally slowly stretched out his hand and 

gently hugged the other back - he never broke his promise, since he agreed to the other's pursuit, he would 

try to accept it in another way! However, he was still a little uncomfortable.

From beginning to end, Si Cang Qing did not understand the true meaning of pursuit. Under Qiu Ping Tian's 

intentional or unintentional misleading, he was deceived by someone.

Smiling silently, Qiu Ping Tian buried his head in Si Cang Qing's shoulder, and the arc of his lips became bigger 

and bigger.

This confession and engagement should have ended perfectly in such a warm and peaceful atmosphere. However, 

it is hard to predict the will of heaven, and it is even harder to predict the human heart.

Si Cang Qing hugged Qiu Ping Tian, and his brows gradually furrowed. He was very keenly aware that 

Qiu Ping Tian's body temperature seemed to be getting higher and higher - it was already abnormal.

"Are you sick?" Si Cang Qing asked coldly, and then he picked up the man horizontally, intending to go back to 

the palace to ask Tianbi to see a doctor immediately.

"No..." Qiu Ping Tian's face was rosy, his eyes were blurred, and his face was originally boring, but at this 

moment it was surprisingly charming, "Qing di... I'm sorry..."

In fact, his condition was not that serious.

Si Cang Qing frowned and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Qiu Ping Tian seemed to have lost his mind, hooked Si Cang Qing's neck, and took the initiative to offer his lips. 

This kiss was not as cautious as the previous ones, nor was it just a brief kiss. Instead, it was full of desire, 

passion, and intensity.

Si Cang Qing pressed his lips together, his gaze slightly cooling—he was no longer as naive about love and 

desire as he once was. Now, with Qiu Ping Tian's kind of indiscretion, there was only one explanation...

Love potion.

Because he had experienced it before, although it didn't have any effect on him, he still knew the effect of this 

aphrodisiac.

What puzzled Si Cang Qing was why Qiu Ping Tian had been drugged with aphrodisiacs?

"Qing Di... Qing Di..."

Looking at the person's confused expression and the body writhing and rubbing in his arms, Si Cang Qing felt 

a faint sense of helplessness and a touch of softness in his heart.

No matter what the reason was for this person being drugged, now is clearly not the right time to investigate.

Opening his mouth, he brought the fiery tongue inside, with Si Cang Qing holding Qi Ping Tian in one arm, and 

even using a bit of his strength in his legs to quickly reach the inner chamber—what a ‘coincidence,’ in this simply 

and elegantly arranged inner chamber, there just happened to be a wide and comfortable low couch.

The aphrodisiac seemed too strong. Qiu Ping Tian panted heavily and played with Si Cang Qing impatiently.

Holding the person in his arms steadily, Si Cang Qing did not forget to wave his hand and close the doors and 

windows with his true energy. As soon as he turned around, Qiu Ping Tian came up again. No longer pushing 

this person away, he kissed him back gently, and Si Cang Qing's hands followed suit, soothing the other person 

to relieve the aphrodisiac.

In his nose, he keenly smelled the familiar fragrance - it was love again, this was a top aphrodisiac... 

Piaomiao Palace?

Si Cang Qing was not overwhelmed by desire. Although the person in his arms had stirred his desires, his mind 

was still racing—back then, when Qi Shuangran was enchanted, he could have ignored it; but now, it was 

Qi Ping Tian who was enchanted, and it was impossible to treat him the same way as Qi Shuangran. After all, 

he had granted this person's request, and in a few days, Qiu Ping Tian would become one of his consorts. It's just 

that, doing such things with Qiu Ping Tian still feels a bit strange in his heart.

"Qing..."

This person hasn't completely lost their sanity, right?

Si Cang Qing is not someone who can be easily fooled. Somehow, he sensed the oddity in it. However, upon 

seeing Qiu Ping Tian's flushed face and dazed expression, Si Cang Qing suddenly cast aside the strange feeling 

in his heart.

The body pressed forcefully onto the other person.

Inside the room, heavy breathing, sweet moans, and lascivious breaths intertwined.

When the pleasure reached its peak, Si Cang Qing had a fleeting thought in his mind—when he woke up, the first 

thing he had to do was to find out why Qiu Ping Tian had given himself such a potent aphrodisiac.

Anyway, Si Cang Qing doesn't like others plotting against him.

It's just that even he couldn't deny it; there wasn't even a trace of displeasure in his heart, only lingering confusion 

and that ever-present, faint sense of helplessness and resignation.
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