Wine and Frost

Chapter 25

On the way back to the General's Mansion, Ling Xuehan asked Fu Shuang if he wanted to eat wonton noodles.

Fu Shuang nodded, he still remembered the dim sum stand.

The dim sum stall is still small in scale, with a kerosene lamp lit, the warm yellow light against the small stall is very warm.

Fu Shuang chose a seat and sat down, resting her elbows on the table, and resting her chin on her hand, secretly looked at Ling Xuehan's back.

In all fairness, General Ling was indeed good-looking, at least much better looking than himself, Fu Shuang pouted.

Ling Xuehan had just ordered the boss to order two bowls of wonton noodles, and when she turned around, she met Fu Shuang's eyes that hadn't looked away.Although Fu Shuang lowered his eyelids in an instant, he still caught his eye.

It's so embarrassing, peeping gets caught or something.Fu Shuang's head was almost buried in his arms.

Ling Xuehan looked at his frightened look with a smile that was not a smile, and after a while, the wonton noodles were on the table, and the hot aroma was overflowing, so Fu Shuang raised her head and took the chopsticks to eat silently.

Just as Ling Xuehan was about to say it was still hot, she saw Fu Shuang took a small wonton with a spoon and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Hmm——" Fu Shuang pressed his hand to his mouth and was burned. He swallowed the little wonton whole, but the feeling of being scalded on the tip of his tongue was lingering.After a while, he fanned it with his hands again, with the tip of his tongue slightly exposed.

"No one is robbing you, why are you in such a rush to eat?" Ling Xuehan looked at his dumbfounded appearance, and wanted to hold him in his arms, knead him and make him round.

Fu Shuang felt embarrassed, but just kept fanning her hands and didn't speak or pay attention to anyone.

The wonton noodles cooled down quickly, and Fu Shuang felt her tongue no longer hurt, so she started eating again.

It's just that he likes to eat small wontons but not noodles. No, most of the wontons in the bowl are gone, but only some of the noodles are gone.

"Do you only eat wontons?" Ling Xuehan asked suddenly.

Fu Shuang paused, blinked her eyes, and was about to say no, when she saw Ling Xuehan take several wontons from her bowl and put them in her own bowl.He immediately waved his hand: "No, no need, I can't eat too much."

"I'll give you wontons and noodles, why can't I eat them all?"

Ling Xuehan smiled, leaned her bowl against Fu Shuang's bowl, picked out all the wontons in her bowl to Fu Shuang, and put the noodles in Fu Shuang's bowl into her own bowl.

Fu Shuang's face was slightly flushed, and she just felt that exchanging food with each other seemed too intimate.

"General Ling, but you only ate noodles like this."

"It's just that I want to eat with you, it doesn't matter what I eat." Ling Xuehan picked up a chopstick of noodles and put them in his mouth. It was very refreshing and tasted very good.

Fu Shuang's cheeks were slightly red, and he lowered his head and began to eat the small wontons in the bowl. If he could, he probably wanted to bury his face in the bowl.

Soon the two finished eating and went back home.

Fu Shuang felt that she had eaten too much, and her belly was probably rounded.As he walked, he rubbed his stomach through his clothes, comforting himself that he would be able to digest.

Although the two walked side by side, there was a distance between them, and they were silent all the way.

Fu Shuang felt that the atmosphere was indeed awkward, so she opened her mouth to find some topics.

"This wonton noodle is still delicious. I'm so full."

"Yeah." Ling Xuehan turned his face and glanced at him: "Why don't you eat more, you are too thin."

Fu Shuang scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking that he had gained a lot of weight.Since recovering from the illness, my appetite has improved a lot.

Ling Xuehan walked Fu Shuang all the way to the door, said good night, and left.

Fu Shuang looked at his back and murmured good night.

The days passed unhurriedly.

Mo Xinliang rummaged through the library of the Imperial Hospital but couldn't find a solution, so worried that she was going bald.And ever since people in the palace learned that the little genius doctor who cured the prime minister's young master became an imperial physician, they all loved calling him to see a doctor.

Serious illnesses were fine, some minor illnesses like food accumulation and cough called him into the palace, Mo Xinliang had no choice but to complain to Ling Xuehan.After the emperor made a rule, Mo Xinliang only treated three people a day, and then he got better.

Lin Peiyan was in charge of the pharmacy, and Mo Xinliang's recent days could be described as rice worms.

Lin Peiyan has been showing off in women's clothing since she came out of the mountain, and passers-by who don't know why think this drugstore is a husband and wife shop.

Ling Xuehan knew that he hadn't found a way to heal Fu Shuang, so he wasn't in a hurry.He just listened to Mo Xinliang's words, and never thought of forcibly evoking Fu Shuang's memory.It's just that in his spare time, he would occasionally take Fu Shuang out to eat and go shopping in the market.

Although Fu Shuang was still very resistant to physical contact, but as she became familiar with Ling Xuehan day by day, her attitude towards Ling Xuehan became more and more soft like before.He originally had that kind of temperament, he would remember whoever treats him well.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the chef of the General’s Mansion made several plates of mooncakes with different fillings.There are egg yolks, red bean paste, five kernels and fresh meat.

Fu Shuang only ate mooncakes with red bean paste, but she disliked mooncakes with five kernels.

Originally, he and Ling Xuehan were enjoying the moon and eating mooncakes on the stone table in the courtyard. Fu Shuang saw this full moon full of joy.

There is a towering tree in this yard, which looks lush and luxuriant.

"Madam, do you want to be closer to the moon?" Ling Xuehan asked suddenly.

Fu Shuang didn't know why, but she nodded anyway.

The next moment, he was picked up by Ling Xuehan's waist, and Ling Xuehan swept his toes, and the two of them actually sat on the tree.

Before Fu Shuang could exclaim in surprise, she was already sitting safely on the tree trunk.

The trunk of that big tree was thick and ruthless, and it was not a problem for the two of them to sit on it.Fu Shuang raised her eyes to look at the sky, and the full moon was indeed more beautiful than what she saw just now.There was a faint smile on his beautiful face, and pear dimples flashed, which was very good-looking.

"My mooncake..." He just remembered that he dropped the mooncake on the stone table.

Ling Xuehan coughed lightly, took out a piece of mooncake from his sleeve and shook it.

"Only fresh meat, do you want to eat?"

Fu Shuang nodded, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to Ling Xuehan.

I saw Ling Xuehan shook his head: "Open your mouth."

Fu Shuang's beautiful apricot core eyes flickered, looking pitiful under the dim moonlight. He opened his mouth, and his lips were also bright red.

The fresh meat mooncakes were still hot, fragrant and delicious. Fu Shuang had just finished eating and was about to say thank you when she looked up at Ling Xuehan only to find that his eyes were too hot.

It seems to bring a strong desire again.

Before he could think about it, someone pressed his head and kissed him.The stabbing pain in the waist spread little by little, and Ling Xuehan's kiss was eager and passionate.Fu Shuang's lips were slightly parted, but now it was convenient for him to attack the city.He pressed Fu Shuang's head very hard with his hand, and between his lips and teeth, Fu Shuang could only make a slight whimper when he was kissed by him.

The pain that was originally only on the side of the waist gradually reached to the heart, like tiny silver needles piercing the heart.Fu Shuang stretched out her hand and struggled wildly, beating Ling Xuehan's chest.

Only then did Ling Xuehan wake up, looking at Fu Shuang who was resisting him and fearing him to push him away, she let go of the restraint in a daze.

Fu Shuang lost her balance and slid down.

"what--"

Seeing that Fu Shuang was about to fall from the tree, Ling Xuehan came back to his senses, and felt that he was flying down and hugging Fu Shuang's waist in mid-air, holding him firmly in his arms.

It was still the pain that told Fu Shuang that he was hugged and rescued by Ling Xuehan again.

He broke away from Ling Xuehan's embrace in a panic, and stood aside, just covering his heart and looking up at Ling Xuehan aggrievedly.

"I'm not……"

"I was too anxious." Ling Xuehan closed his eyes, as if he was trying to restrain himself: "Fu Ling, take Mr. Fu back to the room."

Fu Ling was waiting on the sidelines, but she didn't dare to show her anger when she saw what happened just now, but this time she heard Ling Xuehan tell her to agree immediately.

"General Ling..." Fu Shuang couldn't help shouting when he saw that his expression was very strange.

It's just that Ling Xuehan turned his back and interrupted him: "You have a good rest. I have a drink with Wei Lin." After finishing speaking, he walked out.

"Drink?" Fu Shuang couldn't help asking, but Ling Xuehan's steps were extremely fast, and she had already left the yard.

Fu Shuang could only look at his back and murmur, "No, isn't it Mid-Autumn Festival? And it's going to rain, he didn't even bring an umbrella..."

Already dark clouds cover the moon.

Ling Xuehan left the house, it was true that he wanted to drink, but it was false that he had an appointment with Wei Lin.

It's just that he found a restaurant at random, but unexpectedly met Wei Lin.

Ever since Wei Qie passed away, Wei Lin has been alone so far. The so-called Mid-Autumn Festival and him are just more melancholy days than usual.He was already drinking in Huayuelou, so he was quite surprised to meet Ling Xuehan.

Ling Xuehan also unceremoniously sat next to Wei Lin, picked up the wine and poured a bowl to drink.

Wei Lin laughed dumbfounded when he saw him like this: "What's the matter with you? Why don't you stay with Fu Xiaoshuang in the mansion during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and why don't you come out to drink wine?"

Ling Xuehan didn't reply, just drank bowl after bowl of spirits, and asked the shopkeeper to serve one pot after another.

Seeing that his appearance was getting more and more wrong, Wei Lin reached out and held down his hand holding the bowl.

"Stop drinking."

Ling Xuehan broke away from Wei Lin's hand with a little effort, and drank it all in one gulp.

"What's the matter with you? You're looking crazy again."

Ling Xuehan curled her lips indifferently when she heard the words: "Yes, I'm just a lunatic."

"You and Fu Xiaoshuang quarreled?" Wei Lin really couldn't think of anyone other than Fu Shuang who could turn Ling Xuehan, who had always been indifferent, into this.

"To him now, I am nothing but a scourge, untouchable or huggable, afraid of me to death." Ling Xuehan was still drinking bowl after bowl of wine, but quickly vomited the worries in his heart: "These few months I was careful, thinking that one day he would remember me slowly."

Ling Xuehan laughed as he spoke, but his voice was still so bitter: "There is no progress at all, he remembers everyone, but he forgot me. I just waited for this year like a lunatic, and the one who waited was him alone. Forget about me alone."

Wei Lin closed his eyes and didn't know how to answer.He felt that Ling Xuehan was already drunk, but if this drunkenness could make him forget the pain in his heart, then let him go.

"It will always get better."

Ling Xuehan shook his head, didn't answer the conversation, just buried himself in drinking.

But get drunk.