Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"Master, master, slave."

He shifted his gaze in panic, not daring to look into her eyes.

He stood up immediately and opened the distance between the two people.

Head down, stumbling,

"Slave... I don't dare to speculate on my master's thoughts... and... please, master, please stop making fun of me."

Yun Si: "..."

"Are you afraid of me?"

She sighed, looking at his fierce reaction, and asked.

Ah Fu lowered his head, put his hands away nervously, clenched them into fists, and then released them.

A slight sweat broke out on the palms of my hands, which were full of moisture.

The hands and feet are together, and it seems that even the limbs are uncoordinated.

Every time he gets close to her, his mind goes blank.

Don't know what to say, don't know what to do,

His heartbeat was so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out, making his chest feel hot.

He pursed his lips tightly, stared at the ground, and shook his head silently.

"A slave is not afraid of his master."

He knows that he has never been afraid,

Rather

Afu kept his head down and never raised it.

All expressions are hidden, no one can see it.

His back was stiff, as if even the blood had stopped flowing.

He didn't speak anymore. He would only answer when Yun Si asked.

Yun Si looked at him, silent.

After a while, she nodded and said nothing more.

She thought that some things might not be rushed.

Late at night, there is silence.

The moon hangs high in the sky, like a jade plate, round and bright.

The watchman is walking on the empty street, carrying the watch,

Every household turned off the lights, it was quiet, and almost everyone fell into a deep sleep.

Only the entrance to the official residence was guarded by guards holding knives, patrolling back and forth.

In the dark side room,

The wick on the candle was filled with cold temperature and had been extinguished for a long time.

The door was closed, the door frame was upside down, but the lock was not tight.

On the bed, the quilt was neatly folded and placed aside.

The person lying on the bed had his eyes closed, his eyeballs moving slightly, and he was not sleeping peacefully.

Everything is completely silent. When everyone is asleep, the surroundings always seem extra quiet.

Even the very light footsteps can be heard clearly.

The person on the bed opened his eyes in an instant.

The moonlight was hazy, and even the light was soft.

Sprinkled on the light paper window, it cast a light shadow.

Someone stood at the door of the room and seemed to knock on the door.

Ah Fu sat up suddenly.

He was so familiar with that figure that he rushed out of bed and ran over almost barefoot, without even wearing shoes or a coat.

Opening the door, a man wearing a pure white cloak looked at him with a smile, his beautiful eyes as bright as the stars in the sky.

With a smile on her lips, she pointed toward the room, as if asking - can I go in?

Afu immediately turned sideways and said, "Master."

He curled his lips, his heart beating like thunder,

The voice seemed to come from the chest, with a bit of caution and expectation.

She walked in and closed the door behind her.

Ah Fu knew that his heartbeat was so loud that the whole room could hear it.

He stared at the figure in the darkness and didn't know what was going on. He kept looking and getting closer.

Somehow, he pinned her by the door.

His arms were on his sides, and his breathing seemed to be intertwined.