Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Intoxicated, we gaze at the half-moon together (Part 5)

The spring breeze turns into rain and tells the heart, 

climbing Wushan together to spend a good night;

The sun rises high in the building and I get up lazily, 

the mandarin ducks play and don't go to the court early.

——Amorous love, Laughing

Last night, the wind came a little fast, the window that was not closed tightly was half open at this time, 

the window sash swayed slightly, and made a creaking sound from time to time. Before dawn, Si Cang Qing 

had already got up and dressed quietly. A gust of morning wind suddenly blew in, and the chill seeped in, so he 

walked to the window and stood silently.

Looking at the gray scenery outside and feeling the cool breeze blowing on his face in the morning, after a while, 

Si Cang Qing reached out and closed the window, blocking the wind and birdsong, and the room was 

instantly quiet.

It's time to go back to the palace! He still has to go to court.

Si Cang Qing thought this as he turned and walked towards the bed, silently sitting down and gazing at the man 

who was sound asleep, his long hair spread out in disarray. The person in the dream had a slight smile at 

the corner of his lips, full of contentment.

A strange feeling brushed through his heart.

Not knowing how long had passed, the person turned over, mumbling a few indistinct sounds, seemingly about to 

wake up, but then reluctantly snuggled into the blanket. After a moment, Qiu Ping Tian's body suddenly 

stiffened, then he opened his eyes, still somewhat dazed, and hurriedly met Si Cang Qing's gaze.

Slightly stunned, Qiu Ping Tian hoarsely called out, "Qing Di..."

Until he sat up, the thin blanket slipped down to his waist. The sudden exposure of his skin to the morning 

chill made Qiu Ping Tian shiver slightly, and he gasped, feeling much more awake.

Seeing this, Si Cang Qing casually picked up his own robe and naturally draped it over the other person.

Qiu Ping Tian was taken aback for a moment, then immediately smiled, following Si Cang Qing's movements, 

and snuggled into his arms, resting his head on his shoulder, and softly said, "Qing Di, why did you get up 

so early?"

Holding Qiu Ping Tian with one hand and tidying up his messy hair with the other, Si Cang Qing replied 

indifferently, "Morning court."

"Oh," Qiu Ping Tian suddenly remembered that there was such a thing as morning court. His eyes turned and 

he exhaled in Si Cang Qing's ear, "It's still early, why rush? Good times are hard to find, so it's better to enjoy life 

while you can..."

As he spoke, Qiu Ping Tian reached out and opened Si Cang Qing's collar. His eyes were full of brilliance, 

cunning and temptation.

Si Cang Qing lowered his eyelids and watched this man wantonly doing whatever he wanted on his body. His 

movements were passionate and bold, but obviously quite awkward. He couldn't help but soften his heart. Helpless 

and powerless, he pressed Qiu Ping Tian's hand that was provoking him and said in a deep voice, 

"Why did you drug yourself?"

He did not forget the excitement of last night, the extreme bliss that almost drove him crazy; but he did not 

forget that the abnormality was due to this person's weird behavior.

That was a love potion, the most powerful aphrodisiac in the world. It was rare that Si Cang Qing had good 

physical strength, otherwise he would have died of exhaustion! As for Qiu Ping Tian, who was taking Chinese 

medicine, if Si Cang Qing had not gently comforted him again and again, and carefully considered his body, he 

would not have had any physical strength at this moment, thinking about "enjoying life in time" in the 

early morning.

Hearing the other party's question, Qiu Ping Tian smiled brightly, not worried at all. He naturally knew in his 

heart that many things could not be hidden from Si Cang Qing - but, what does it matter? If he was not willing, 

even if he threatened with his life, Si Cang Qing would not even look at it.

So, whether it was getting too much or acting recklessly, it was also Si Cang Qing's unintentional acquiescence.

Heh, you can't blame him! Si Cang Qing clearly understands his scheming nature, doesn't he? Thinking of this, 

Qiu Ping Tian turned around, withdrew his hand, faced the other person, and wrapped his arms around 

Si Cang Qing's neck. His face still wore a gentle smile, but it seemed to conceal a sense of triumph. He said, 

"I originally thought, if you were unwilling to accept my pursuit, I would simply leave behind a beautiful 

night. So... I placed this bet. Later, Qing di agreed to it, but the poison was already administered, and there 

was nothing I could do…”

The tone is innocent and taken for granted.

Such a flawed explanation, Si Cang Qing naturally wouldn't believe it, but he coldly ordered, "Don't let it 

happen again." No matter the reason, the harm caused by aphrodisiacs to the human body is still immense.

"Of course," Qiu Ping Tian replied with a smile, "Don't worry, I am a very normal man."

Without waiting for Si Cang Qing to say anything more, Qiu Ping Tian took the initiative to kiss him, and his hands 

began to wander restlessly once again. Faced with such a Qiu Ping Tian, Si Cang Qing almost wanted to 

sigh—judging by the situation, it seemed they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.

Alright, it is indeed still early.

Thinking this, Si Cang Qing rolled over and pressed down on Qi Ping Tian, lifted his clothes, and casually tore 

them open.

"Qing Di..."

Murmuring, Qiu Ping Tian's actions were extremely bold, eagerly stripping off Si Cang Qing's clothes. Soon, 

the two of them were facing each other naked, their warm skin tightly pressed and rubbing against each other.

Qiu Ping Tian lifted his leg and actively wrapped it around Si Cang Qing's waist. That kind of enthusiasm 

made Si Cang Qing's previously suppressed desires stir up in an instant.

Feeling the person on top of him wildly thrusting in and out of his body, Qiu Ping Tian hazily revealed a 

satisfied smile, one that came from a deep sense of fulfillment and contentment—no longer a trace of fear.

Actually, the potency of the aphrodisiac was so strong that his body was extremely unwell, but... Last night, 

by the end, he had already lost all consciousness. For the person most valued, the fear of gain and loss is 

the anxiety in everyone's heart. He wants to fully feel this person while he is awake.

Soaring, as if on top of the clouds.

So, this is what happiness feels like.

◇Cang◇Huan◇Seven◇Palace◇

That day, Si Cang Qing almost missed the morning court; that day, Qiu Ping Tian lay in bed for a whole day 

before barely getting up—afterward, he was not spared from being ridiculed by Uncle Fu.

When the edict to confer the title of consort by Si Cang Qing was announced, the entire venue erupted in an 

uproar! Everyone knew that it was only a matter of time before Cheng TianBi would be made consort, but... 

no one expected that Qi Ping Tian would also be made consort at the same time.

The decree of Si Cang Qing appointed the two as noble consorts, granting them respectively to Biyue Palace 

and Cuiping Palace. Although he was made a consort, Qiu Ping Tian still held his position in the Ministry of 

Commerce and Agriculture. The ministers in the court had long been accustomed to Si Cang Qing's astonishing 

actions. After their initial surprise, they all remained silent.

But, this doesn't mean that everyone had no opinion.

"Brother," no longer the delicate and charming demeanor of the past, Cheng TianYang slightly furrowed his 

brows, looking at the somewhat dejected Cheng TianBi with a complex gaze. Biting his lip, he softly said, 

"Don't be sad, I'll go find His Majesty and ask for an explanation."

"Yang'er," Cheng TianBi hurriedly stopped him and sighed, "Don't make trouble."

Then he turned around and looked at the charming flowers in the garden. Cheng TianBi said in a calm voice: 

"I am not sad. When I made this choice, I should have expected everything that might happen in the future..."

Besides, what qualifications does he have to blame or complain? He is just a despicable intruder, violating 

human ethics and destroying other people's feelings.

"Brother," Cheng TianYang whispered, "maybe I was wrong."

Not only did he not stop him from being with Si Cang Qing, but he also fueled the flames. He thought that 

Si Cang Qing would only have Feng Lan and Cheng TianBi at most. Although he could not completely own 

that person, it was also a rare warmth and happiness for his brother who had suffered for so many years!

Even though he knew that Qiu Ping Tian also liked Si Cang Qing, Cheng TianYang always thought that 

he could stop the other party's calculations and maintain his brother's feelings, but he did not expect 

that Qiu Ping Tian could enter Si Cang Qing's heart in such a short time, in just one night.

"Silly child," Cheng TianBi smiled casually, "Don't take all my affairs on yourself. I don't want to be a burden 

to you. Besides, being able to stay by Qing's side, as a couple, has already exceeded my original expectations."

If it's not uncomfortable, it's self-deception; but, the most important thing is to grasp your own happiness.

Cheng TianYang stopped talking, just looked at his brother deeply, and then nodded slightly. In fact... 

he could understand his brother's thoughts to some extent!

Only, disappointment.

The day of the conferring ceremony will soon arrive.

After visiting Cheng TianBi, Si Cang Qing did not stay in the Bishui Pavilion that night. Walking alone in the 

palace, from west to east, it took Si Cang Qing half an hour to come to this unfamiliar palace, Chaofeng Palace.

The palace was brightly lit, but unusually deserted.

Feeling a little strange, Si Cang Qing asked the palace servant, "Where are the people?"

"Your Majesty, the East Empress is arranging things for tomorrow's ceremony and has not returned yet."

Frowning slightly, Si Cang Qing was a little unhappy and asked coldly, "When does the Empress rest these days?" 

These days, he was busy with government affairs and rarely came to Chaofeng Palace.

"Your Majesty," sensing Si Cang Qing's displeasure, the palace attendant replied with a slight tremor, 

"His Highness has been busy until late at night these past few days..."

"Send someone to bring the Empress back!"

The courtier received the order as if granted a full pardon and hurriedly ran away.

"Master..." As soon as he walked in, Feng Lan saw Si Cang Qing, dressed only in an inner garment, leaning 

sideways on the couch, flipping through a book. He was slightly surprised, "I thought you wouldn't be 

coming today!"

Si Cang Qing raised his eyes and quietly looked at the other person.

Feeling uncomfortable under the gaze, Feng Lan stood there awkwardly, not stepping forward, and tried to 

find a topic to talk about, "Have you washed up, my lord? I can prepare something for you..."

"Come here!" Si Cang Qing interrupted his words in a deep voice.

With a barely noticeable tremor, Feng Lan hesitated. When he saw Si Cang Qing's gaze gradually turn cold, his 

heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly walked over, but before he could react, he was forcefully pulled over and fell 

into Si Cang Qing's embrace.

Forced to lift his chin, Feng Lan stared blankly into Si Cang Qing's eyes, murmuring, "Master..."

"Why don’t you take care of your body?"

In this person's cold question, there was hidden concern and worry that was hard to detect. Feng Lan listened 

and smiled gently, "You say I don't take care of my health, but aren't you the same?"

He naturally knew that nowadays, Si Cang Qing rarely stayed with him, not only because there were two more 

people, but also because of the burden of political affairs. Feng Lan lowered his eyelids, concealing his 

loneliness and sorrow.

Gently pulling Feng Lan into his embrace, Si Cang Qing kissed his brow and eyes, "Leave the matters of 

the harem to others."

Feng Lan obediently leaned against Si Cang Qing's embrace, feeling the lingering warmth in his eyes, his tone 

full of no complaints or regrets, "Master, don't worry, I will know my limits."

"Mm."

For Si Cang Qing, Feng Lan is someone he trusts completely. No longer wasting time on words, he leaned 

down and kissed the person's lips. Feng Lan felt a bit shy but didn't refuse at all, slightly tilting his head, allowing 

the other person to take the lead.

"Master," Feng Lan asked softly, his eyes glimmering with seduction, "Will you stay tonight?"

"Um..."

Responding to the sound, Si Cang Qing kissed his way down this person's body, his fingertips gently kneading 

and gliding, slowly and tenderly, inching deeper into this person's interior.

The utmost yang harmonizes, bodies intersect with one another.

"Ah... mm..."

Occasionally letting out off-key moans, Feng Lan straddled Si Cang Qing, his face filled with affection and his 

seductive demeanor naturally appearing. Leaning back with his tense upper body, he moved wildly in sync 

with his thrusts. The person's dazed expression only heightened the internal heat, and Si Cang Qing tightly 

gripped Feng Lan's waist, thrusting in and out rapidly, in and out. Pleasure accumulated, fluids overflowed, 

and it became impossible to restrain oneself any longer, erupting in an instant.

"Master," lying on Si Cang Qing's chest, Feng Lan panted slightly, his breath not yet fully steady, "You have to 

head south the day after tomorrow, right?"

Gently stroking this person's bare back, Si Cang Qing closed his eyes to rest and replied softly, "Hmm."

"But," Feng Lan's voice was so low it was almost inaudible, "tomorrow is the Consort Conferring ceremony."

"Not a problem," Si Cang Qing said dismissively. The coronation ceremony for the consort was merely a 

formality, not something of great importance. He just received a secret letter today; something happened over 

at Tianwaitian.

What exactly happened that even Qi Shuangran couldn't resolve? To this day, that person's life or death remains 

unknown.

With a light sigh, Feng Lan spoke softly, "Master, come back early." If possible, he really wanted to go along, 

but unfortunately, there was an incident with the shadow guards in Hongcheng Kingdom, and he had to 

rush over—he hadn't explained this plan to Si Cang Qing yet, not wanting to distract him with worries at such a 

critical time.

Since Si Cang Qing entrusted the Shadow Guard to him back then, he couldn't always hide behind this person. 

Even Cheng TianBi resolutely abandoned his own country, dragging his weak body to share the burdens and 

solve problems for Si Cang Qing. How could he possibly fall behind?

Among them, the subtle meaning of competition might only be understood by the two of them. After all, no one 

is a saint. Even if they accept the fact of each other's existence, it is impossible to be completely indifferent. It's 

just that they also have their own dignity and pride, and it's impossible for them to act like the women of the past 

imperial harem, fighting over jealousy and resorting to underhanded schemes.

Only by his own actions can he declare to the world that he is worthy of being by the side of the Son of Heaven.

Si Cang Qing looked at Feng Lan, the restrained expression on his face mixed with a hint of barely perceptible 

loss and sadness. His gaze softened, and he said gently, "Alright." Then he added, "Take care of yourself."

"Mm," Feng Lan smiled sweetly, then deliberately yawned, snuggling into Si Cang Qing's arms, murmuring, 

"Master, there's a grand ceremony tomorrow. We should hurry and rest!"
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