Ji Yunzhao’s head felt completely fuzzy, and he felt as though he were lying inside a patch of soft clouds.
His ink-like long hair spread out, and the ends of the hair hooked against the moist crimson at the corners of his eyes and that tiny teardrop mole, while his long eyelashes, dripping with moisture, trembled gently.
He completely lacked the awareness of being pinned down, and since his arms were difficult to move, he began to move his legs, thrashing his long, slender legs, almost directly striking little Yan.
“Senior,”
Yan Fulang could no longer remember how many times he had called Ji Yunzhao’s name after carrying him back to the room. Every time, even if he managed to call out to the person, it was of no use, and this time was exactly the same.
Veins bulged on the back of his cold white hands, and Yan Fulang’s breathing grew slightly heavy. He had no choice but to restrict Ji Yunzhao once again, wedging his knees into the legs that kept moving around randomly, while holding his wrists high above his head, pressing them against the headboard.
He originally wanted to follow the example and handcuff Ji Yunzhao’s hands, but unfortunately, the handcuffs had been broken when he broke free from them, so he could only personally grasp that pair of rather slender wrists, gathering them firmly into his palm.
Ji Yunzhao continuously moved here and twisted there, remaining restless even when his hands were controlled, wanting to find another way to squirm out from beneath the youth.
Even after hearing his own disciple’s slightly low, hoarse, and impatient voice, he showed no intention of stopping at all, but instead looked at him very innocently.
As their gazes met, Ji Yunzhao caught sight of the youth’s faintly red eyes, and his eyes suddenly lit up, saying, “I know now!”
Yan Fulang’s heart thumped heavily uncontrollably, and it was only by a narrow margin that he managed to keep the person pinned down, asking, “What do you know?”
“You must particularly like the sword I gave you, otherwise you would not bring it to bed, and you are even so happy that you are about to cry!”
“Ah, I am so moved, are you going to sleep with it tonight as well?”
“Hmm, why are you not talking, are you still angry, you are truly too difficult to coax, was it not just shaking off your hand, why have you been angry for so long.”
Compared to a thrashing drunkard, perhaps a drunkard who stayed quiet and merely kept chattering incessantly would make people feel more at ease, but for Yan Fulang, there was not much difference.
He did not know how to answer Ji Yunzhao’s questions, and after a moment of silence, he only said somewhat stiffly, “I am not angry.”
“You are lying,” Ji Yunzhao did not believe him, saying, “Yan Fulang, you have learned bad things, you have learned to deceive your master, I want to punish you!”
Looking at the youth beneath him whose clothes were in disarray and who was still drunk, Yan Fulang suddenly found it a bit amusing, and also felt a bit helpless.
“Senior, you have already punished me,” he said.
Making things into such a state, did that not count as a punishment.
Ji Yunzhao thought hard for a long time, but failed to remember when exactly he had ever punished Yan Fulang, only feeling that his cheap disciple was fooling him again.
“I did not, you are talking nonsense, if you had been punished by me, how could you still be perfectly fine.”
His almond eyes widened slightly, turning continuously, as Ji Yunzhao’s gaze slid from the youth’s face to his neck, and then to the area covered by the clothes below.
He could not see it anymore.
He furrowed his brows, trying very unhappily to lift his upper body to look at their legs, which were entangled like vines.
“Huh, you are not missing any arms or legs either.”
Yan Fulang sighed softly, pressing the person down once again.
“It seems Senior’s punishment is quite extraordinary,” he said, “but how do you know I am still perfectly fine, if Senior keeps causing a scene like this.”
Ji Yunzhao did not hear the hidden threat and warning within the youth’s unfinished words, he turned his face away, suddenly losing interest in whether there was a punishment or not.
A drunk person’s thoughts were very erratic, so he looked at the messy bed, wrinkled his face in great distress, and circled back to the previous topic.
“The sword, you are sleeping with the sword, so where do I sleep?”
Yan Fulang’s breathing seemed to come to a standstill for a moment, thinking he had heard wrongly.
“Senior, you… what did you say?”
“Mmh, no, the sword can go to the side, I have to sleep with you,” Ji Yunzhao said in a small voice, “the kid has such a big temper, he is so hard to coax, I have to change to another method to coax you, sigh, I never want to raise a child again!”
Yan Fulang was absolutely certain that he had not touched a single drop of wine today, but if he was not drunk, why would he hear such absurd words?
The senior wanted to sleep, sleep with him.
And, even wanted to coax him.
A crimson hue climbed onto the side of the youth’s neck, and his entire body became boiling hot, as if he were about to catch fire.
Yan Fulang’s voice grew dry, and he said hoarsely, “What method?”
The drunk Ji Yunzhao granted every request, being easily led along, continuing to speak in accordance with the question.
He leaned close to the youth’s ear, saying, “It is just that thing.”
But after saying half of it, he refused to continue anymore.
“Mmh, no, this is a secret, I cannot tell you,” Ji Yunzhao pinched Yan Fulang’s face, saying, “a se, cret.”
A drunk person spoke without any logic, he should have realized it sooner.
Seeing that the youth was gradually becoming quiet, Yan Fulang slowly relaxed his control over him.
“Alright, a secret, I will not ask further.”
Yan Fulang let go of Ji Yunzhao’s hands, looking into those almond eyes that were completely filled with dense water vapor, and seeing his thick eyelashes tremble slightly and slowly close, he raised his hand, gently brushing the scattered black hair to the side.
“I will go brew a hangover soup for you.”
“Mmh.”
Ji Yunzhao mumbled very lightly, unclear whether he had heard Yan Fulang’s words or if it was just an empty sound made before falling asleep.
After getting off the bed, Yan Fulang stood by the bedside for a while, and only after seeing Ji Yunzhao’s breathing gradually become steady did he casually tidy up his messy clothes, turning around to walk toward the door.
The bedroom door, which had been tightly shut for a long time, finally pushed open, and the system seized the opportunity, squeezing through the crack of the door before Yan Fulang could fully open it.
After Ji Yunzhao was carried away by Yan Fulang, the system had been a bit worried, mainly worried that its own unreliable host might let his mouth slip and say things the male lead was not supposed to know.
Especially concerning the alter ego of the fat little bird.
Then it noticed Yan Fulang’s clothes.
Crumpled?
How could they be crumpled to this extent?
Could they have done something they should not have done?
It could not be a case of chaotic behavior after drinking wine!
Host, you are muddled!
The dog-blood novels it had stayed up late to read last night were still vivid in its mind, so the little black cat’s eyes widened in horror, its movements being extremely agile as its furry body brushed past Yan Fulang’s leg, rushing wildly toward the bed.
Just as its paws touched the edge of the bed, it was caught by its armpits by a pair of slender hands, being lifted up all at once.
The youth’s voice carried a hoarseness that could not be hidden, saying, “Tongtong, do not disturb his sleep.”
“Meow, meow-ow-ow, mee!”
The system cried out loudly, pushing against Yan Fulang.
It did not want to disturb the host’s sleep, it was just very worried about the host’s chastity!
A moment later, the grumbling little cat was still carried out of the room.
Yan Fulang was worried it would continue to harass Ji Yunzhao, so he simply brought it along to the kitchen, settling it with a plate of dried small fish.
“Meow!”
The system flicked its tail and sat down on the ground, thinking that a mere plate of dried small fish could bribe it to let him monopolize the host, wishful thinking!
“Thirsty?”
Yan Fulang pondered for a moment, pouring a bowl of goat’s milk for the system and adding a few pieces of fried fish.
“Mee.”
Its pink nose twitched, and the system lowered its head, taking a very reserved bite of the fish.
Humph, consider the male lead tactful.
It did not accept the bribe, it was merely tasting it first on behalf of the host to test for poison.
With a jar of peach blossom wine down his stomach, the events that happened afterward were too blurry for Ji Yunzhao, like a disorganized dream, and he was still a bit dazed when he was called awake.
It was only after being fed some hangover soup and his chaotic thoughts gradually returning that scattered fragments flashed across his mind.
He vaguely remembered that he had chased the system around the courtyard for several laps to pluck its fur, and he also seemed to have scooped a koi fish out of the pond, but he had let the pitiful small fish go right after scooping it out.
What happened next, what else did he do after that?
He seemed to have met Yan Fulang?
“Am I.” Ji Yunzhao asked rather uncertainly, “drunk?”
Yan Fulang nodded slightly, continuing to scoop a spoonful of hangover soup to feed him, saying, “After Senior was drunk, you were very lively.”
Lively.
This choice of words was somewhat subtle.
The remaining memories had not been recovered yet, and Ji Yunzhao’s head was a bit dizzy, so he temporarily lacked the energy to carefully recall whether he had done anything strange, such as exposing the plot or his alter ego.
He should not have let anything slip, right?
If Yan Fulang knew something, he would definitely test him in various ways.
But Yan Fulang did not test him, and his attitude toward him was even quite a bit better than before.
At the very least, when he was avoiding him like that earlier, he would not have fed him hangover soup.
The little disciple had become filial.
The youth lowered his eyes slightly, the emotions in his eyes being concealed by his long, crow-feather eyelashes, making it impossible to see clearly, as he seemingly failed to notice Ji Yunzhao’s searching gaze.
While drinking the hangover soup, Ji Yunzhao secretly observed the youth’s expression, and as he drank, he unconsciously finished more than half a bowl of the sweet and sour soup.
He was still sleepy, so he pushed the bowl away, intending to lie back down to continue sleeping.
“Senior,” the youth suddenly called out to him.
But after calling out to the person, he did not continue speaking, merely standing by the bedside, looking at him without a word.
Ji Yunzhao clutched the blanket unconsciously, asking, “What, what is it?”
Could he really have done something he should not have done?
Yan Fulang looked at him for a moment longer before putting down the tray and sitting by the bedside.
“Senior, here…” Yan Fulang said in a low voice, his fingertips suddenly brushing gently against Ji Yunzhao’s lips, “it is stained with hangover soup.”
How was this not meant to test him?
This was a bit too filial.
After waking up, not a single thing was within his control, so Ji Yunzhao was a bit dazed, saying, “Thank, thank you.”
“Senior does not need to thank me, it was just convenient, have a good rest.”
Yan Fulang’s expression was as usual, as though he simply wanted to help him wipe his mouth, leaving with the tray without saying anything more.
Before the bedroom door closed, he also considerately put out the lamp.
After all that tossing and turning, and then taking a short nap, the sky had already turned dark.
There should be no major issues, we will talk about it tomorrow.
Thinking this way, Ji Yunzhao lay down with peace of mind.
At this moment, a stealthy voice rang out in his mind, saying, “Host, you are awake, how do you feel, is there anywhere uncomfortable in your body?”
“You came really fast, I have already stood up and drunk more than half a bowl of hangover soup,” Ji Yunzhao shrunk inside the blanket, lazily speaking while twisting around to pull off his outer robe, adding, “I am fine, just a bit dizzy.”
The system said, “It is good that you are fine, the male lead is quite sensible, I only came to call you after seeing him leave, am I not very considerate, by the way, Host, do you still remember what happened when you were drunk?”
Ji Yunzhao did not understand what it was talking about, what did this have to do with whether Yan Fulang was sensible or not, but he did not care either.
“We will talk about it tomorrow, I am going to sleep.”
The system said, “Ah, Host, are you going to sleep here, is it not a bit too fast?”
Ji Yunzhao grew more and more confused, asking, “What on earth are you talking about, did you drink wine too?”
Just after asking, before he could hear the system’s reply, he felt a slight sinking sensation coming from the bed.
A hand with distinct knuckles lifted the blanket.
Under the moonlight, the youth sitting by his side had his robes slightly loosened, faintly revealing a large area of well-defined, fair chest muscles and beautifully neat abdominal muscles.
Yan Fulang turned his head to look over, meeting his shocked eyes, his expression appearing somewhat puzzled as he asked, “Is Senior not sleeping?”
“Sleeping, no, wait a moment, you, I, how are you?”
Ji Yunzhao’s tongue was about to split, asking, “You are going to sleep here?!”