MLIAM Chapter 43
by VolareChapter 43: Truth or Dare, What Do You Call Me in Bed?
Yu Shuli felt a thousand pounds of weight in his throat.
“Wei Yan…” His voice was panicked, “Don’t be like this…”
Yu Shuli leaned over and hugged him, “I’m still here, I’m alive and well, you don’t need to commit suicide for me…”
After a long while, Wei Yan finally hugged him back, and mumbled an “Mmm.”
Yu Shuli felt a moist liquid brush against one side of his cheek.
It wasn’t his own.
Whose it was, was self-evident.
Yu Shuli blinked, his fingers gently stroking his cheek, silently wiping it away, then slowly caressing Wei Yan’s head, “It’s okay, don’t be afraid. I’m already fine.”
That high and mighty Prime Minister, that invincible Prime Minister who seemed to have no weaknesses, was now buried in his neck, unwilling to come out or speak.
Yu Shuli had never felt this Astringent feeling in his heart before. His lips moved, the impulse came inevitably:
“Wei Yan, since that’s the case, then let’s get married.”
Wei Yan seemed finally startled by his words, only then did he suddenly look up at him, his handsome face flushed with astonishment.
Yu Shuli smiled slightly, “I agreed to marry you, so happy you’re dumbfounded?”
He repeated it to Wei Yan’s face, “I said, I agreed to marry you in Rongcheng first.” His mouth babbled incessantly, “But let’s get one thing straight, we still have to do it back in The Capital City, let my parents share the joy, it’s only once in a lifetime… When the time comes…”
Before Yu Shuli could finish speaking, Wei Yan leaned over again, held his shoulders, pinned his hands behind him, and then pressed his lips to his, kissing him messily and anxiously, “Okay… I’ll listen to you.”
His lips were numb from the licking, and his tongue seemed to melt. Yu Shuli narrowed his eyes slightly, struggling to speak, “Don’t mess around… you’re still sick…”
Wei Yan seemed not to hear, kissing Yu Shuli until his arms trembled.
The two men’s hot breaths intertwined, the sound of footsteps coming and going outside the door, the heat of their bodies pressed close to each other’s ears was rising.
*
Two days later, Rongcheng held the most grand wedding banquet.
The wedding banquet steps were complicated, but Wei Yan insisted on squeezing out this day for Yu Shuli under the high pressure of the war.
Yu Shuli didn’t have to do anything, nor did he have to learn any rules. The two of them, like ordinary folk couples, kowtowed to heaven and earth, and toasted their neighbors.
Although most of the Northwest army didn’t know Wei Yan’s identity, they only knew that this mysterious Young Master Wu had shamelessly said he would take down the young general, and today he had really gotten his wish.
These soldiers could be regarded as Yu Shuli’s family, so Wei Yan was tortured when he went to greet the bride.
The crowd happily took the celebratory money,Lailang and shamelessly blocked him from picking up the bride.
Fortunately, Wei Yan was rich enough, and the money was enough.
No matter how unruly the Northwest army was, they couldn’t make any more trouble after receiving the money, but they blocked the door of the bridal chamber, stubbornly trying to win some rights for Yu Shuli.
The sun was at its zenith, and the door was still blocked by the Northwest army.
Wei Yan sighed, his clear voice spoke, “What other conditions do you have, just bring them up together.”
Ding Sheng was the most Thorns one, he didn’t Coward Wei Yan, and seeing Wei Yan anxious, he instead revealed some pride and schadenfreude.
“Answer some of our questions, and we’ll let you in if you answer them well.”
The crowd cheered, and Wei Yan had to agree.
“First, what do you call our young general in private?”
When this question was asked, the Northwest army cheered and looked at Wei Yan teasingly, hoping to hear some explosive names.
However, Wei Yan only said lightly, “His given name.”
The crowd didn’t know that calling each other’s given name between the two of them was intimate enough.
“No, we’re not satisfied with this answer. You must have some intimate names, let us know too. For example, what do you call him in bed?”
Everyone roared.
“Mu Shaoyang, if you have nothing else to do, go collect everyone’s nightsoil tonight.” Yu Shuli spoke from inside the door, and Commander Mu, who was cheering, scratched his head and dared not ask any further.
“Then let’s change the question!” Ding Sheng laughed, “Doesn’t the young general want to hear Young Master Wu’s honest thoughts? If you miss this village, there’ll be no shop.”
Inside, it finally quieted down, honestly not saying a word to stop it.
Wei Yan’s gaze fell on the door lock, and finally he chuckled softly.
It seemed that Yu Shuli also wanted to play these games, so he would play with him.
“Okay, you go ahead and ask, I will definitely tell the truth.” Wei Yan’s attitude was much more positive.
“When did Young Master Wu fall in love with our young general?”
Wei Yan paused, thought for a while, and replied, “Nine years ago.”
“Nine years ago!” The Northwest army was not calm, “You’ve been plotting for a long time?!”
“Mmm.” Wei Yan laughed, “Can’t I?”
“That’s a lie, how could it be so early?”
Even Yu Shuli in the room hesitated, “Young Master Wu, you said you wouldn’t lie.”
“I didn’t lie.” Wei Yan said, “It was nine years ago that I really realized my own feelings, and now I’ve finally gotten my wish.”
“So Young Master Wu knew our young general a long time ago…”
“This is a long-standing crush…”
Now, everyone was amazed, and even Yu Shuli in the room stopped talking.
“Next question, next question.” Lao Si also stood up, enthusiastically, “How much family property do you have, and how will it be distributed in the future?”
Wei Yan frowned, “As for the family property, my mother has always been in charge, and I haven’t carefully counted it. But in the future, it will all be given to your general.”
“Good!” Everyone applauded, “The young general is marrying well! When one achieves the Dao, even his pets ascend to heaven. Take good care of our brothers in the future!”
“Take care of your big head.” Yu Shuli cursed angrily from inside.
Everyone laughed together.
Wei Yan also bent his eyes, “It’s me who’s marrying well.” He knocked on the door and asked softly, “Are you satisfied? Do you want me to come in, and you call the door once?”
Yu Shuli wasn’t that bored, it was just a formality, who married whom didn’t matter.
It was getting late, and the matchmaker at the door also began to urge the progress, saying that the wedding banquet was about to begin.
After hearing what he wanted to hear, Yu Shuli was also satisfied, and didn’t want to make things difficult, so he waved his hand and told Zhong Nian to open the door.
As the commander of the entire Northwest army, Yu Shuli was naturally treated with courtesy when it came to being urged to drink. Everyone had some well-intentioned smiles, saying that they were afraid of affecting the two’s wedding night and dared not pour wine.
Yu Shuli shrugged his shoulders, drank a cup of hot tea without blushing or panting, knocked it on the table, and then left calmly.
After the wedding banquet, two people in wedding clothes, with nothing to do, stood in the room, staring at each other.
Both were dressed in red, with similar silk embroidered patterns, revealing an unusual intimacy and ambiguity.
Yu Shuli’s golden crown was gently removed by Wei Yan.
After taking off those glittering accessories, Wei Yan didn’t let go of him, but instead stared at his face carefully, even Yu Shuli, who had seen the world, couldn’t help but breathe a little faster.
“What are you always staring at me for?” A blush appeared on Yu Shuli’s cheeks, his eyes averted.
“You’re good-looking.” Wei Yan smiled.
Yu Shuli had almost never seen so much smile on Wei Yan’s face, and today he was also gentle to an unprecedented degree.
This strangeness made Yu Shuli even more nervous, and he tugged at his sleeves, “Well… why don’t we… go to bed early?”
Wei Yan propped his hands on the table and looked up at his nervous appearance, unable to help but find it funny, “No hurry.”
“Don’t you even drink Heyuan wine? It’s a bit disrespectful to me, your newlywed husband.” His slender fingers skillfully picked up the wine cup and poured one for each of them.
The wine glass was handed to his hand, and Yu Shuli accidentally rubbed Wei Yan’s finger, and shrank suddenly.
Wei Yan raised his eyebrows, pretending not to see it.
The two men’s arms intertwined, and when they lowered their eyes to drink, the sound of their breathing was clearly audible.
Qinglu was drunk in one gulp, Yu Shuli hurriedly threw down the wine cup, turned sideways, and slammed onto the big bed. “Okay, I’m going to sleep.”
Wei Yan listened to his evasive words, tidied up the table, then took off his outer shirt and walked to the bed.
He pushed Yu Shuli inward, “So stingy, not leaving a bed for your husband?”
Yu Shuli’s ears were completely red, he turned around and couldn’t bear it anymore, “Can you stop calling me that!”
Wei Yan’s expression was a little innocent, “But, just now they all asked if we had any intimate names. I thought, we really don’t have any. Just right, in the future, I can call you husband, isn’t this a good thing?”
“You’re not allowed to call me that!” Yu Shuli puffed out his cheeks, a little exasperated.
Wei Yan chuckled softly and rubbed his face, “Okay, I won’t call it randomly when we’re outside.”
Yu Shuli kicked over, but was dodged by Wei Yan.
“Want to murder your husband?”
Yu Shuli stretched out his fist, “If you talk too much, you won’t see the sun tomorrow.”
Wei Yan smiled again, his gaze locked on Yu Shuli’s eyes, and he saw himself clearly in his eyes.
His Adam’s apple moved, he slowly moved his gaze away, got up, “I’m going to wash up.”
This bath took a particularly long time, as if with some secret expectations, the crackling sound of the fire could be heard clearly in the night.
Soon after, the fire was dimmed a lot.
When Wei Yan came out wiping the water from his hair, he saw Yu Shuli, who had washed up early after the wedding banquet and waited for a long time, was asleep on the bed.
Half of his cheek was buried in the quilt, and his lips, which had drunk wine, were glossy, and looked very good to kiss.
Wei Yan shook his head in amusement, walked over and lay down beside him, pulling the quilt over him.
Who knew that as soon as he pulled the quilt over him, a body wrapped around him.
Wei Yan looked down at the sweet trouble in his arms, sighed, and pulled off the outer robe for him, then pulled him into his arms and hugged him.
The next day, before dawn, the rustling sound of getting up woke Wei Yan.
The warmth in his arms was gone, he frowned and reached out, and there was no one beside him.
Opening his eyes, he saw Yu Shuli just taking off his red underwear, putting on normal underwear, and putting on his armor.
The hidden waistline was very clear in the single clothes, and the tight abdominal muscles were looming,Lovely meals.
Wei Yan’s gaze did not retract. He turned his face, propped up his body, and seriously watched Yu Shuli dress.
Yu Shuli turned his head and happened to meet Wei Yan’s deep gaze.
He was stunned, “You’re awake?” He seemed to react to something, “Did I wake you up?”
He explained, “I’m going to do morning exercises, so I got up a little earlier, it’s not dawn yet, you can sleep a little longer.”
“Mmm.” Wei Yan’s voice revealed a bit of laziness, but he didn’t move or go back to sleep, but locked his gaze firmly on Yu Shuli’s face, with a warm and bright smile.
Yu Shuli looked carefully, and realized that Wei Yan’s appearance now was really tempting.
Black hair draped on the pillow, eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, a shallow smile looking over, the undisguised gentleness was like a trickle sweeping over.
A face like a bright moon, looking over so gently, almost made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
Yu Shuli sighed, “No wonder people always say, ‘Short spring nights, the sun rises high, from now on the king will not attend court early.’①”
Wei Yan smiled, “The young general is reluctant to go to morning exercises?”
“Not really.” Yu Shuli shrugged and fastened the chest piece.
As he was about to bend down to put on the leg pieces, Wei Yan finally sat up.
He rolled up his hair and waved to Yu Shuli. “Come here.”
Yu Shuli took the leg pieces and walked over a little confused.
Wei Yan’s fingers took the leg pieces in his hand, then gently covered them on his legs.
Yu Shuli trembled. “What… what are you doing?”
The straps wandered between his legs, Yu Shuli’s breathing was disordered, and his fingers hurriedly pressed down on the restless hand.
Wei Yan smiled and looked up, “Isn’t it appropriate for a husband to dress his wife?”
①: This is a quote from the Tang Dynasty poem “Long Hate Song” by Bai Juyi, describing the emperor’s infatuation with Yang Guifei.