Chapter 12

Dongfang Hao Ye was bedridden for three days, during those time Beitang Yao Yue had never come once. Although Dongfang Hao Ye's fever had dropped, he was still very weak.


Xiao Wangye often regretted maybe he should not say those words that day, provoking Beitang Yao Yue's anger, annoying Beitang Yao Yue so he probably did not want to see him anymore. So after he got a little bit better, he decided to go find Beitang Yao Yue.


In these days, the Wangfu had assigned to him two maidservants, Zhu Ruo and Hong Ju. Zhu Ruo heard that Xiao Wangye was going to go visit the Third Master, she brought a pile of clothes and help him put them on layer by layer. Among them, the outer coat was the most gorgeous.


Xiao Wangye was born rich and wealthy, or course he'd seen this kind of thing more than once. At a glance, he could see it was made from a hundred-years old snow ferret skin that lived in the coldest parts of North Lands, it was very valuable because there was only three pieces of these coats, it was extremely rare. He said, "Is it White Ferret's fur from Thousand Snow?"


"Wangye has good eyes, it exactly is." Said Zhu Ruo, "This is a spoil of war from when Elder Wangye went to Wuxun several years ago. I heard there are only three pieces of these in the whole world. Because Junzhu and the Third Master were twins born prematurely, they were born weak, and Elder Wangye and Eldest Master pampered them. They were given a piece of the coat each."


[Junzhu is generally given to daughters of Qinwangs, while emperor's daughters are 'Gongzhu'. Both are translated into 'princess'.]


"... This, Yao Yue let me wear it?"


"Yes. Third Master says that Xiao Wangye naturally can not endure cold, but loves to wander around, so it's bad if he catches an ilness. Now it's the coldest days of winter, so you cannot afford to be sick. So Third Master prepared this coat earlier, for you to wear so you feel warm and nice. Lest you freeze over and we could not explain to Wen Emperor." Zhu Ruo replied as she helped him tie it.


Dongfang Hao Ye felt warmth spread over his heart, bowing his head he touched the soft and warm ferret fur. Then he took the lace from Zhu Ruo's hands and carefully tied it himself in front of a mirror. After that, he went outside the room with a sniff.


A cold Nroth Wind blew by and brushed past him, but he didn't feel cold at all.


To tell the truth, Dongfang Hao Ye did not understand what Beitang Yao Yue was thinking.


Shui Lian'er said, that it was not love if it was him alone.


But since the first time he got acquainted with Beitang Yao Yue till now, somehow it was only him alone in this relationship.


Even though Beitang Yao Yue was now bearing his baby child, possibly it was only a momentary feeling. Otherwise... Otherwise he would not be so indifferent when he saw Hao Ye and Liu Jian that day.


But some times, when he imagined what was it like from Beitang Yao Yue's perspective, he also felt that Yao Yue's attitude was completely justified. If he himself was married to someone of the same sex, to a place so far away from home, he thought he would also be full of fury. Added that he had to act like husband and wife for a year or more, he must be quite exhausted.


What was more, Beitang Yao Yue liked a strong person, appreciated a strong person. Dongfang Hao Ye, who was younger than Beitang Yao Yue, his martial art was not as good, everything of him was not as good. And now, what was little of his skill was gone. In Yao Yue's eyes, probably this weakling had become even weaker person.


Sigh... Xiao Wangye exhaled deeply; could not even understand himself.


Although Beitang Yao Yue was beautiful then and now, after all he was a man. A man whose temperament was cold; it was not easy to be close to him.


He was only twelve years old when he fell in love at the first sight of Beitang Yao Yue. He was very young; a child saying to be in love was pardonable.


He was already eighteen when he came to Ming to escort his bride, while Beitang Yao Yue was twenty-three; his stature and appearance had long shed the youthfullness and the childish charm, transformed into an upright and imposing adult.


However, why was he still so obsessed with Yao Yue? Was it a debt from his previous lifetime, and he was destined to be miserable while pursuing Yao Yue?


While Dongfang Hao Ye was wandering inside his head, he had unknowingly walked to the Furong Hall. Even before he entered the hall, he could hear laughter and a beautiful voice of a woman.


"How could your belly be so big? Yue, let me touch the baby, why so stingy to your own sister, really! However, I didn't think Little Hao Ye would be so fast. I'm going to be a Yimu soon. Hehehe..."


Another low and thick voice sounded hesitating, "Chen'er, I think you're going to be a Gugu..."


[Yimu means mother's sister, while Gugu means father's sister. Both mean 'aunt', the confussion solely lies on Yao Yue.]


"Aiya, Yue will give birth to the baby, of course I'm a Yimu. I am already a Gugu, this time I'm going to be a Yimu. Yue, do you think so?"


Beitang Yao Yue's voice contained a gentle smile, "Whatever you want."


"Heehee. Yue, I never expected that there would be a day like this for you. I came a few days late from the border because I prepared some gift for unborn baby. I don't know you and Hao Ye will like it or not."


Dongfang Hao Ye had long been unable to hold back; immediately he jumped and called out, "Sister personally prepared it, of course I and Yao Yue will like it."


Beitang Yao Chen looked at him with bright eyes, "Hao Hao, hurry come here. Sister missed you so much."


Dongfang Hao Ye threw himself into her embrace, grinning from ear to ear, "Me too. Sister, looks like you never age, you're always look pretty and beautiful."


Beitang Yao Chen laughed, "Little flatterer! But, I shouldn't call you Little Hao Hao anymore, soon you're going to be Little Hao's father."


"Hehehe, thank you, thank you..."


"Cough, cough..."


Someone coughed twice, Xiao Wangye immediately turned his head; it was exactly that Jian Qing. He was glaring at Dongfang Hao Ye who was still holding hands with Beitang Yao Chen, in his eyes.. seemed to be flaming.


While Dongfang Hao Ye was marvelling over it, suddenly he heard Beitang Yao Yue calling him.


"Hao Ye, come here." Beitang Yao Yue beckoned him and pointed to the chair next to him.


Xiao Wangye was pleasantly surprised, at once he let go of Beitang Yao Chen and rushed over to sit at the chair.


Beitang Yao Yue said, "why do you come out? Zhu Ruo and Hong Ju said your not well yet."


"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm better since this morning. It was only a minor illness." He tentatively pulled Yao Yue's sleeve, seeing no response, he edged closer, "But you, you didn't come to see me. I thought that you weren't feeling well."


Beitang Yao Chen said, "Hao Ye was sick? No wonder you don't look very well. Yue, if Hao Hao was sick, how come you did not visit him?"


Xiao Wangye hurriedly said, "Yao Yue was afraid my illness will affect the baby, so he didn't come see me."


Beitang Yao Chen doubted, "Don't you both share a room? You're not sleeping at Yao Yue's Hanqing Hall?"


Beitang Yao Yue knitted his eyebrow and did not speak.


Jian Qing came forward and held Beitang Yao Chen's hand, "Wife, it's the matter between them a couple, why are you butting in?"


Eh? Eeh? Eeeh? Dongfang Hao Ye was flabbergasted. Beitang Yao Chen's husband, was it not Ming Country Northern Border's General, Gong Jian Yu? When did her husband become this Jian Qing?


Wait, wait! He thought, he thought... What was Gong Jian Yu's given name again?


His name was.. was... He thought he was named.. Jian Qing.


Beitang Yao Chen glared at Gong Jian Qing, "Of course I'm worrying about them, Yue is my only younger brother. Yue, now that Hao Ye's a little better, let him move into your Hanqing Hall. He had from Wen Country all the way here, you must take care of him."


Beitang Yao Yue glanced at Xiao Wangye, then said to Beitang Yao Chen, "Rest assured, no need to worry. You better worrying about yourself."


Beitang Yao Chen glared, still wanted to say something, but then she saw Dongfang Hao Ye's pale complexion, she smiled gently, "I really am just worried about you." Then she turned back to Jian Qing, "Husband, I just came from the border today, I'm really tired. Come back and rest with me? There are also many things to sort out."




After Gong Jian Qing and Beitang Yao Chen left, Xiao Wangye stared anxiously at Beitang Yao Yue.


Beitang Yao Yue saw his expression then he sighed, "Tonight you move into my Hanqing Hall. Sister and her family had come back, it's not suitable if you stay there."


Dongfang Hao Ye was overjoyed, his hands trembled with excitement.


His trip was really worth it. The lucky star really followed him!


Dongfang Hao Ye decided, that altough the God in Heavens forgot about him, he would still gratefully pray, wishing the Old Guy was in a good mood, and let the Moon Old Man to tie a red thread between himself and Yao Yue.


[The Moon Old Man, or the Old Man under the Moon, was a deity of match-making. It is said that the Old Man tied a red thread between a destined couple.]




The Hanqing Hall was simply and elegantly furnished, just like Beitang Yao Yue's clean and cool disposition.


Xiao Wangye was sitting upright on the soft tiger's skin rug, holding a white bowl, sipping venison soup while he was staring intently at Beitang Yao Yue. Several times he almost stabbed his spoon to his nose.


Beitang Yao Yue sat quietly at the table; a glass lamp beside him; looking down at something. He seemed to forgot there was another person beside him.


"Yao Yue, that... It's getting late.Shouldn't we have a rest?" Xiao Wangye saw Dog-hours had passed but Beitang Yao Yue still had not intention to move, he could not help but say out loud.


[Dong-hours (Xu-shi) is around 7 to 9 pm.]


Beitang Yao Yue didn't even raised his head, said indifferently, "If you're tired, just go to sleep."


Dongfang Hao Ye stroke the edge of his bow, offered, "Do you want to drink some venison soup? It's good for your body."


"I just drank some medicine, not hungry."


Dongfang Hao Ye knew Yao Yue had to take some medicine to help ensuring the health of the fetus. However, looking that Yao Yue worked so hard, he still worried, fearing that Yao Yue would be exhausted, "Yao Yue, you don't look good. Take a rest early."


"If you're tired, just go to sleep."


"I'm not tired, I'm not tired. I'm not tired at all, I'll wait for you."


Beitang Yao Yue looked up at him, suddenly he seemed to find something funny, gently laughed.


Xiao Wangye's eyes widened, looked at him dazedly.


Beitang Yao Yue pointed to his nose, smiled, "Dirty."


"Huh?" Dongfang Hao Ye was still immersed in staring at him; he touched his nose but was not aware what he was doing.


Beitang Yao Yue held out his hand and gently wiped the stain on the tip of Hao Ye's nose, then lowered his head to continue reading the text silently.


[???] He felt bad for Beitang Yao Yue, but Ming Country was now in a turbulent time; Li Can's hundred thousand troops was approaching, Beitang Yao Chen and Gong Jian Yu had come back from the border, Yao Jing [???], and Beitang Yao Ri's whereabout was unknown...


Dongfang Hao Ye knew that even with his identity, there was nothing he could do or say to help Beitang Yao Yue. However, seeing Yao Yue under the candle lights looking exhausted, his heart felt terrible.


Hanqing Hall was as its name, cold and quiet; inside the room was quiet, there were only the sounds sounds of Beitang Yao Yue turning the pages and the occasional flame on the candle jimping.


A while later, Beitang Yao Yue finally put down the tasks in his hands and tiredly rubbed his eyebrows. Dongfang Hao Ye immediately summoned people to help them prepared for bed.


Beitang Yao Yue loosened his clothes then lay down with his back facing Dongfang Hao Ye. Xiao Wangye hesitated for a moment, then he extinguished the candle and climbed on to the bed cautiously.


In the darkness, Dongfang Hao Ye saw Beitang Yao Yue's back and lay on his side; he didn't dare come too close, and could only sighed at Yao Yue's back.


Beitang Yao Yue was very tired, and soon was asleep. Xiao Wangye thought that he would not be able to slpee this night. But who knew that after just recovering from an illness, and liying down next to his beloved wife making him comfortable; he did not only fall asleep so quick, he also slept particularly well.


In the morning of the next day, Xiao Wangye woke up dazedly, contently stretched out and sniffed the faint cooling scent lingering on the pillow; it was full of Beitang Yao Yue's flavor.


Xiao Wangye lazily opened his eyes and saw that Beitang Yao Yue's clear and elegant face was on the pillow right in front of him.


Dongfang Hao Ye felt his heart was overloaded with the enchanting sight, hammering rapidly.


He gulped and started to move, only to find out he had unknowingly crossed over to Beitang Yao Yue's quilt.


Beitang Yao Yue was lying on his side facing Dongfang Hao Ye and and was leaning a little forward; sleeping very deeply.


His skin was not extremely white but it was bright and glowing honey-color; his eyelashes were not very dense but they were very long, each strand made Dongfang Ha Ye wanted to be lost inside those those eyes; they were perfect. His nose was straight, showing its owner's resolute and firm character.


Dongfang Hao Ye fought a battle inside his heart, should he move back to his own quilt before Yao Yue woke up, or should he seize the chance to take advantage? However, without waiting for his mind to make it clear, his body had made a decision for himself.


Xiao Wangye's mouth gave a loud peck on Beitang Yao Yue's cheek.


Then he thought, he had already stolen a kiss, what was the difference between one kiss and two kiss?


Then he gave another loud peck.


He thought again, he had alredy kissed Yao Yue's face, kissing him properly should not be a problem, right? The he pursed his lips and marched toward the destination.


So warm, so hot, so soft; full of Yao Yue's flavor.


Xiao Wangye gently kissed him with his eyes closed; then kissed him again, and kissed him again...


His mouth could not be reigned at all, not willing to leave and kept gently sucking, gently biting.


Dongfang Hao Ye was getting more and more excited, completely fogetting what he was doing. His body even had drawn closer and tighter to Beitang Yao Yue's; opening Yao Yue's lips, he stuck his tongue in.


He kissed, kissed, kissed kissed... then he felt a faint response, and Xiao Wangye only got even more excited. When he thought he had enough, he surfaced from the intoxicating feeling and opened his eyes to find he was looking right into Beitang Yao Yue's deep and bottomless gaze.


"Yao.. Yao Yue..."


Beitang Yao Yue raised an eyebrow, "Hao Ye, do you really want?"


"Wha.. what?" Dongfang Hao Ye blinked.


"You, there... it's hard. Don't you want to?" Beitang Yao Yue asked as his hands reached down to touch Dongfang Hao Ye's stiff member, then he started stroking it up and down.


Dongfang Hao Ye sighed with relief and wrapped his arms around Beitang Yao Yue's neck, unconsciously grabbing a fistful of Yao Yue's silky black hair. His body was in fire. He couldn't help drawing even closer to Yao Yue and rubbing his lower body against him, whispering, "Yao.. Yao Yue, I.. I want..."


"You want me?" Beitang Yao Yue's pupils became even darker.


Dongfang Hao Ye's spirit and soul were captivated by Yao Yue's ministrations, tears welling up on his eyes reflecting lights; he subconsciously nodded his head.


Beitang Yao Yue gave him a little twist, suddenly Dongfang Hao Ye felt a huge rush of pleasure coursing through him, and he cried out as he climaxed.


Heavens! What a shame! Xiao Wangye closed his eyes, did not dare to look at Yao Yue.


"So fast. Do you still want me like this?"


Dongfang Hao Ye blushed, somewhat flustered, he said, "I have not touched you for so long, so I could not help..."


"Could not help looking for someone else?" Beitang Yao Yue finished the sentence for him.


Dongfang Hao Ye hurriedly said, "I never look for anyone else! I really didn't! Last time Liu Jian was trying to trick you, we didn't do anything! Yao Yue, believe me, I don't want anyone but you! It's true, believe me..."


Dongfang Hao Ye finally had a chance to made thing clear, but he was too agitated, his speech was incoherent.


Beitang Yao Yue listened silently, when Hao Ye stopped talking he suddenly smiled and said helplessly, "Why did you come to Ming Country? Is it for me? For the baby? Or are you looking for an opportunity? [opportunity to conquer Ming, asume.]"


Taken aback, Xiao Wangye stared at him and said, "What do you say? Yao Yue, you... Why did you always refuse to believe me?" Aggrieved, he gritted his teeth and pulled back. Then he slid down Beitang Yao Yue's body. He did not believe that Beitang Yao Yue were really that indifferent to him.


"What are you doing?" Beitang Yao Yue was stunned; he hurriedly tried to grab Hao Ye's arms.


Dongfang Hao Ye ignored him, burrowing under the quilt, he deftly undid Beitang Yao Yue's pants. Yao Yue was hard as marble and throbbing, swelling with blood; the shape of him was beautiful and captivating.


Xiao Wangye gently mouthed the slightly wet rod.


"Ah..." Beitang Yao Yue shouted aloud, he tried to grab Dongfang Hao Ye's shoulder but was losing streghth.


"Yao Yue, I like you..." Dongfang Hao Ye murmured; his hot tongue tentatively gave a lick. Then he covered Yao Yue's trembling member with both hands while his mouth and lips traced Yao Yue's shape all over.


"Hao Ye, you.. you..." Beitang Yao Yue was panting.


"This is my first time doing it... I hope you don't dislike it..." Xiao Wangye heard Yao Yue's feeble and flustered voice, his mood got happier. He could feel his beloved's rod was getting bigger and harder inside his mouth, and his taste was so good; 'like' just didn't cover it.


"Ngh..." Beitang Yao Yue tried to muffled his own voice, but his deep and throaty moans eventually reached into Dongfang Hao Ye's ears.


Dongfang Hao Ye gradually got the hang of it. Both were men, of course he knew what to do to make him more comfortable; so he intensified his effort.


Beitang Yao Yue's resistance gradually collapsed; his body tautened and his hands which had been trying to push Hao Ye away, gripped his shoulders, drawing Dongfang Hao Ye's mouth closer to him.


As Beitang Yao Yue's panting got heavier, Dongfang Hao Ye exerted more strength to his mouth and lips, and gave a hard suck.


Beitang Yao Yue gasped, and finally came.


Dongfang Hao Ye was unprepared and stunned, he gupled down the liquid in his mouth. Then he rolled out of the quilt and wiped the white smear on his face.


Beitang Yao Yue looked at him somewhat bashfully.


Dongfang Hao Ye smiled slyly and deliberately lifted his fingers to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it.


Beitang Yao Yue was embarrassed, "That thing... why did you... Why did you..."


"Yao Yue's taste is so good." Xiao Wangye demonstrated with licking his fingers.


He heard from a physician once, that as every person's constitution was not the same, the taste of their semen also varied. His beloved wife's belonged to the sweet and fragrant type. Hehehe...


Beitang Yao Yue blushed to his ears, his coldness and anger had already disappered. Xiao Wangye was proud, he was about to say something when Yao Yue suddenly rose. Started and panicked, he said, "Yao Yue, did I do it bad? Don't be angry, it's only because I have no experience, next time I'm sure..."


"Shut up!" Beitang Yao Yue scolded with a blushing face, "I'm getting up."


The quilt was lifted, letting out Beitang Yao Yue's warmth and leaving Xiao Wangye feeling chilly. Xiao Wangye rushed out of the quilt and hurriedly called out, "I've gotten up, I've gotten up!"


A pair of servants carried things to attend them, then Dongfang Hao Ye followed Beitang Yao Yue out of the bedroom to a small hall in which a table of dishes had jus been prepared. Beitang Yao Yue took some medicine first before having his breakfast.


The green porridge was still piping hot. Dongfang Hao Ye sipped it, but suddenly he was reminded something he wanted to asked for some time, "How come I haven't seen Sister-in-law recently?"


Beitang Yao Yue paused, then said, "She is not in the capital."


"Not in the capital?" Dongfang Hao Ye asked, "Where is she?"


"She's gone to Yan Mountain to find Doctor Qiu."


"What? Alone?"


"With the best guards of Beitang Wangfu."


Dongfang Hao Ye could not help complaining, "This sister-in-law of mine, really! At this time, she is not here to accompany you, but runs away so far instead. Even if she misses Doctor Qiu, he won't stay there for only a day or two. She doesn't have to go now."


Beitang Yao Yue stared at him, then gave him a spoonful of vegetables. Xiao Wangye was flattered, the previous complain completely forgotten.


After the meal, Beitang Yao Yue had gone for some work, Xiao Wangye stayed in the Hanqing Hall, with nothing to do he strolled around the Wangfu.


Shi Yan and Wang Lin had been luring around Yaojing for several days but couldn't find the whereabouts of Beitang Yao Ri, which was very strange.


In such busy times, how come he could not be seen? It was not like his style. And that sister-in-law running away to Yan Mountain alone at this kind of time, leaving Yao Yue, it was definitely for an important matter... or important person.


Dongfang Hao Ye knew that, aside from Elder Brother, a person who she held significant in her heart; it could only be this Beitang Wang.


Beitang Yao Ri, where did he go, really?


Xiao Wangye shook his head.


Elder Brother's road ahead was still long. He must not say that this younger brother never helped him. It was just.. aiya... Elder Brother had to had a child with Sister-in-law sooner, so she would not had too many ideas.


Thinking about this, Xiao Wangye sighed a heavy sigh. At the same time, he sympathized with Elder Brother, because they were in similar predicament. Them brothers both had the same hardship in love.


The more Dongfang Hao Ye thought, the more he was worried. Finally he simply went back to the bedroom to practice meditation. Sitting cross-legged, he evened out his breathing.


Although his martial-art was poorly, but practicing hard was better not than not at all. His internal forces had improved a little after a few years, but then a fight with someone and he lost many of it. If he didn't recover it then it will be wasted.


He'd practice! He'd practice! He would practice practice practice..zz...








"Hao Ye. Hao Ye? Hao Ye!"




Dongfang Hao Ye opened his eyes groggily and rubbed his red face. He saw Beitang Yao Yue looking at him with a smile, "Are you meditating while you're asleep? Or are you asleep while meditating?"


Dongfang Hao Ye sat upright and said with straight face, "I'm practicing the long-lost sleeping technique."


Beitang Yao Yue nodded, "I see. I don't even know that practicing sleeping technique will make you drool."


Dongfang Hao Ye reached out to wipe his mouth, it was indeed wet.


Beitang Yao Yue pulled out a handkerchief and passed it to him, Xiao Wangye lowered his head as low as he could, his face blushing red.


He scolded himself for sleeping...


Beitang Yao Yue said, "Are you hungry? It's time for lunch."


"Yao Yue, did you especially come here to ask me to have lunch?"


"No." Beitang Yao Yue glanced at him and smiled slightly, "I came back to change mu clothes, but I saw a little pig drooling on my bed."


"Where? Where?" Xiao Wangye looked around.


"It's right before my eyes."


Xiao Wangye said innocently, "Yao Yue, such a clever little pig is very hard to find these years. Out of all the rooms inside this great Wangfu, this little pig chose to jump into your bed. You could see how good his sight was. You must cherish this rare animal, or you'll regret it later."


Beitang Yao Yue stared at him and couldn't resist reaching out to pinch Xiao Wangye's cheeks and pulled them, said with a low voice, "How come someone's skin be this thick? I don't know what to do with you."


"Zi piskin is pedugh bai de ru'el hamili ob wen kantri, heris onli wan o dis. <This pig skin is produced by the royal family of Wen Country, there is only of this.>"


Beitang Yao Yue was amused, chuckling he let go of Hao Ye's cheeks, "Let's go have lunch." Then he went out.


Xiao Wangye followed while rubbing his face with a sweet feeling in his heart.


Yao Yue had not done this to him for a long time. In the past, Yao Yue alsways liked to pinch his face when he made a joke. This kind of sweet and intimate feeling could not be described in words.


Although Dongfang Hao Ye didn't like having a baby face, but seeing that Beitang Yao Yue didn't mind, also liked to play with his face; he was glad he grew up to be funny, he didn't mind losing a few manly points.


"Yao Yue, when will you come back to Wen bith me?"


Beitang Yao Yue paused, then said, "I'm not coming back with you."


Xiao Wangye knew he would answer like this, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to come back. I will stay here with you."


"... No need. I don't need your company."


"Hehehe... I won't go anyway. You can't drive me out." Xiao Wangye was not that easy to dismiss. He grinned while giving a spoonful of vegetables fo Beitang Yao Yue, pleased with himsefl, "Yao Yue, eat some more, the baby is still hungry."


Beitang Yao Yue said, "No speaking while you eat. Just eat."


"Fine." Xiao Wangye immediately lowered his head and ate, inwardly complimenting himself for being a good and obedient husband. Hehehe...