Chapter 2257 The Miao Youth Loves Me 19
The moonlight was just right. Jinchen squatted in front of the wine jar beside the altar and dipped his fingertips in some wine to taste it.
A red snake came out from his sleeve, spitting out its tongue and exploring the wine jar.
The smell was normal, but he felt something was wrong.
"These two guys definitely have bad intentions."
Jinchen whispered to himself.
If I can’t become a holy son, how can I help my wife find the mother Gu?
He snorted softly, turned his head and said to the Purple Butterfly Gu on his shoulder, "Go call Ah San and the others."
Soon, three young men came hurriedly.
Gongzi rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned for a long time, and tied his belt while running.
Ah San still had half a piece of glutinous rice cake in his hand.
"Master, why did you call us here so late?"
Gongzi asked, rubbing his hands.
Jinchen pointed to the wine jar and said, "Replace all of these with Wang Po's rice wine."
"Ah?" Ah San scratched his head, "Why do you want to change the wine? Isn't your grand ceremony tomorrow?"
"I'll change it if you ask me to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Jinchen patted the back of Ah San's head and took out a small paper bag from his arms, "Add some of this to the new wine after you change it."
Jiutian took the paper bag and smelled it, his mouth opened wide, "Soybean powder?"
"Young Master, do you not want to be the Holy Son?" Gongzi's face was complicated. "Even if you don't want to be the Holy Son, there is no need to make the whole village have diarrhea during the ceremony."
That would be so delicious!
"No, just a little bit."
Jinchen narrowed his eyes, "There will be another good show tomorrow."
Although the three boys were puzzled, they still worked efficiently.
Gongzi was in charge of keeping watch, while Jiutian and Asan, one carried the wine and the other put drugs, and they cooperated very well.
"Young Master, everything has been changed." Jiutian wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"But can you tell us why we do this?"
Jinchen looked at their curious expressions and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, "Luo Xiao will definitely cause trouble tomorrow, let's prepare a surprise for him first."
Ah San suddenly thought of something, "What if someone has problems after drinking..."
"Don't worry, this little bit of croton will only make people go to the toilet a few more times."
Jinchen waved his hand, "Go ahead, remember to come early tomorrow and sit in the front row to watch the show."
After the three young men left, Jinchen checked the wine jar again.
Under the moonlight, the new wine jar was exactly the same as the original one, even the pattern of the mud seal was copied exactly.
"Luo Xiao, Luo Xiao," Jin Chen smiled softly at the moonlight, "Tomorrow I'll let you know who is the most playful person in this village."
[The villagers are so unlucky.]
Either you have to eat poison or eat croton.
Since Jinchen couldn't sleep late at night, he simply went to Lingcao Hall.
When Jinchen pushed open the bamboo door of Lingcao Hall in the moonlight, he saw Fan Ruoxi and Chu Wan sitting on the stone bench beside the medicine garden.
Chu Wan was holding a plant of Polygonum multiflorum in her hand, her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. Fan Ruoxi, on the other hand, was fiddling with a small medicine stove with his head down, the firelight making his cheek turn red.
Like talking about love.
"What are you doing here so late at night?"
Jinchen leaned against the door frame with his arms folded.
Chu Wan looked up and saw him, her eyes lit up: "Young Master! You haven't slept yet!"
"We are talking about things outside. When there is a chance in the future, I will invite you to go..."
Before she finished speaking, Fan Ruoxi covered her mouth with her hand and laughed dryly at Jinchen.
"She's talking nonsense. We are studying the newly collected herbs."
Jinchen narrowed his eyes and walked over slowly, "Oh? Are you so happy researching medicinal herbs?"
Fan Ruoxi's forehead was covered with sweat, and he quickly changed the subject, "Young Master, you came to see our senior brother so late, right? He is in the room."
Chu Wan broke away from Fan Ruoxi's hand and whispered, "I'm not wrong. The young master will be able to get out one day..."
Fan Ruoxi was so anxious that he stared at her, and silently said with his mouth, "When the Holy Son leaves the village, all the Gu will attack. Isn't this also the rule of the village?"
Chu Wan covered her mouth silently.
Then he started to worry about his senior brother.
How good is this.
The eldest brother will inherit the South Gate in the future, and he will probably not come to Qianping Village again unless it is necessary.
The handsome young master is the Holy Son, he must... No, he absolutely cannot leave Qianping Village.
It is difficult to meet each other inside or outside the village.
If you can't stay together forever, the feelings will fade and it's only a matter of time before they break up.
Chu Wan's eyes rolled around and she communicated silently with Fan Ruoxi.
Fan Ruoxi shook his head helplessly.
Obviously, they could not have thought of this method.
Jinchen looked at them making faces, raised his eyebrows strangely, and swaggered into Nan Yixing's room with his hands behind his back.
The moonlight shines through the half-open bamboo curtain, casting a silvery white cast on the floor.
Nan Yixing leaned against the window, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the edge of the teacup. The tea had already gone cold and was swaying slightly in the moonlight.
The young man's cunning smile lingered in his mind, and those purple eyes were always filled with a willful nature that made him helpless.
"Brother, why are you in a daze?"
My waist suddenly tightened, and a familiar breath enveloped me from behind.
Nan Yixing almost knocked over the teacup in his hand, and when he turned around, he met Jinchen's sparkling eyes.
"How did you come?"
Nan Yixing put down the teacup, and his voice was much softer than expected.
"I can't sleep." Jinchen's body was still cool from the night breeze, and the ends of her hair rubbed against Nan Yixing's neck, causing him to feel a little itchy.
"miss you."
These three simple words made Nan Yixing's heart tremble.
He subconsciously raised his hand, but stopped when it was about to touch Jinchen's cheek, and instead straightened the other's messy collar.
"We have to get up early tomorrow." Nan Yixing said softly, but let Jinchen rest his head on his shoulder.
"I know." Jin Chen rubbed his face and suddenly looked up, "By the way, I changed Luo Xiao's wine today and added croton powder."
"My brother will have to act with me tomorrow."
Jinchen whispered in Nan Yixing's ear for a while.
In the moonlight, his secretly smug expression was particularly vivid.
Nan Yixing couldn't help but curl his lips and reached out to ruffle his hair, "I understand."
Jinchen grabbed the wrist that was resting on his head, gently stroked his palm with his fingertips, and lowered his head to kiss his wrist where the silver bracelet was.
Nan Yixing curled his fingers and heard Jinchen say, "Brother, in our place, accepting the bracelet means you are mine."
"We Miao people will only give the bracelet to one person in our lifetime."
It's tantamount to a love confession.
Nan Yixing's throat felt inexplicably dry. The silver bracelet glowed warmly in the moonlight, and the delicate snake patterns on the bracelet seemed to come alive.
Jinchen's words were like a drop of hot honey, falling on the tip of his heart and burning his ears.
The night wind blows through the bamboo curtains, carrying with it the unique scent of mountain grass and trees.
Jinchen's breath was close at hand, brushing warmly across the corners of Nan Yixing's lips.
Nan Yixing's Adam's apple moved slightly, but before he could say anything, Jinchen came close to him.
The kiss was very light, like a test, but also like a confirmation. The tip of his tongue gently brushed across Nan Yixing's lips, with a bit of cautiousness and care.
Nan Yixing's hand unconsciously touched the back of Jinchen's neck, and his fingertips sank into his slightly cool hair.
Jinchen chuckled, his breathing became disordered, but he still refused to back away, instead deepening the kiss.
The tip of his tongue hooked onto Nan Yixing's, invading his breath bit by bit.
When the kiss reached its deepest point, Jinchen moved away slightly, but their noses were still pressed against each other, their breaths intertwined.
Jinchen's fingertips gently traced Nan Yixing's lips, his voice low and hoarse.
"Brother...your heart is beating so fast."
Nan Yixing looked at him with deep eyes, and his thumb brushed across the corner of Jinchen's lips, wiping away some of the moisture.
"Each each other."
Jinchen smiled with her eyes curved, and leaned forward to peck his lips lightly.
"Too."
The ambiguous feelings grow and gradually become stronger, making people's hearts incredibly soft.
[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 45! 】
