The moon was high in the sky, and the night in the posthouse was silent.

Xin Yi walked out slowly under Fu Jiuqu's half-hug. She was surrounded by the eyes of the girls and guards. She lowered her head slightly and pursed her lips so as not to embarrass Fu Jiuqu.

Perhaps her silence emboldened Fu Jiuqu.

Those powerful arms were getting tighter and tighter, so tight that his palms were sweating, so tight that Xin Yi could hardly breathe...

Sun Huai had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw the two of them coming hand in hand, his eyes jumped and his face was filled with a bright smile.

"Master is back, I'll ask someone to prepare water..."

It was late at night, so it was common to prepare water to wash up and go to bed, but Eunuch Sun smiled so crookedly that one couldn't help but think that expression meant something, as if he was telling her what she and Fu Jiuqu were going to do when they came back.

Fu Jiuqu's face was expressionless.

Xin Yi pursed her lips and said nothing.

There was a lamp in the house, and the fire was dim.

The girl stood beside him with a happy face.

Such a beautiful atmosphere cannot be ruined.

Xin Yi smiled and said, "You all can go down, there is no need to wait here."

It was not easy for her to go against Fu Jiuqu in front of others.

She can be herself only when there is no one around.

Fu Jiuqu seemed to have noticed something, and gave her a faint glance. Seeing that the girls were smiling, they seemed not to have heard her, so they lowered their faces and repeated the sentence without emotion.

"You all get out."

Several girls, including Xiang Ling, were startled by Fu Jiuqu's voice.

That is an irresistible majesty!

They suppressed their smiles, looked at Xin Yi awkwardly, and left without saying a word.

Xin Yi looked at him indifferently.

"Well, why are you scaring them?"

Fu Jiuqu's eyes flashed, and his face became a little darker.

"Am I scary?"

Xin Yi's eyebrows were a bit uneasy, "Did something happen? Why are you so strange?"

Fu Jiuqu said nothing.

He faced her, his back to the light, his dark eyes sparkling, his stern face showing a hint of laziness, and the corners of his lips curved in a meaningful arc.

"Nothing happened. I just suddenly felt... like I had awakened."

Awakened?

Before Xin Yi could figure it out, the shadow above his head suddenly grew...

"Eleven, can I call you that?"

Fu Jiuqu circled her, lowered his head, and stared at her with a strange light in his eyes, searching impatiently for something. His hot breath was full of urgency, tenderness, and need. In just a moment, he took that

The soft lips that I have longed for occupy my body for a long time.

"Fu Jiuqu..."

Xin Yi was so shocked that it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

In my memory, he never called her "Eleven".

Because "Eleven" belongs to Ninth Brother.

She doesn't allow it, but he disdains it.

Today, he may have been too drunk. He was so drunk that he forgot about himself. He was panting and grabbing a woman who didn't belong to him. He seemed to be a different person. Every expression was familiar to Xin Yi, and every movement was familiar to Xin Yi.

The past between her and Ninth Brother...

"Don't be like this." Xin Yi stared at the face very close to him, and it took a lot of effort to question.

"Why are you so drunk?"

Fu Jiuqu's face was a little ugly, his eyes were staring at her deeply, and his tone was cold.

"I'm sober."

There are ghosts when you are awake.

He stared at her from the moment he entered the room, his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to want to eat her...

Xin Yi couldn't stand his stare.

Because it’s too familiar, too familiar…

So familiar that if you think about it for a moment longer, your heart will jump with fear, and if you look at each other for a second longer, your feet will become weak...

Because that's Brother Jiu.

"Don't force me to say uglier words..." Xin Yi used her remaining strength to support his shoulders and looked at him coldly.

"That's enough! Okay?"

"Not enough." Fu Jiuqu was stronger than her and quickly grabbed her hand. He noticed that her whole body was tense and even trembling slightly. He stopped slowly, like a wounded trapped animal.

Smiling wolfishly.

Hold her tight, get closer, and laugh at yourself in a low tone.

"I just want to hug you, just a hug."

Xin Yi saw the pain in his eyes clearly and felt a little ridiculous.

"Although you are not Brother Ninth, I never thought you were the kind of man who would pretend to be crazy while drinking..."

"Ha!" Fu Jiuqu laughed softly, suddenly raised his hand and took off her hairpin, letting the black hair slide down like water, looking at her with a lustful and soft look and smiling.

"If I said I was your ninth brother, would you believe me?"

Xin Yi was startled, looking at him stiffly, as if trying to discern something, and his heartstrings were so tense that it seemed like they would break in the next second...

"I know you don't believe it." Fu Jiuqu stroked the black hair on the back of her head, suddenly hugged her tightly, and buried his head in her neck like a wounded child.

"Before tonight, I didn't believe it either... But now, I think I am... He and I are one, and I can feel his feelings... I know everything about him and you..."

Fu Jiuqu easily carried her to the Arhat couch and sat down, staring at her solemnly, as if he was confused and fascinated, and as if he wanted to lead her to sink with him.

"Every time the words are spoken in the tent and the night is full of joy, I feel it. Do you think I am him?"

His long knuckles pressed Xin Yi's forehead.

Sliding to the tip of the nose and then to the lips, the voice was hoarse and lustful.

"Eleven, do you want to feel me for once and see if there is any difference between me and him? I thought your rejection of me was far less physical than words."

"That's not fair." Xin Yi frowned, breathing quickly, and tried to speak in a calm tone: "You know that I can't resist you, not because of you, but because of him. But we all know that you are not

he."

"Does it have to be so hurtful?"

Fu Jiuqu's eyes darkened sadly.

Xin Yi's voice was slightly cold: "Your pride, my pride, and his pride do not allow us to have any intimate behavior under such circumstances. What do you think?"

Fu Jiuqu looked at her quietly and smiled.

She was the one who made her laugh angrily.

"What pride do I have? A man who doesn't even know who he is, what pride can I have?"

Xin Yi tasted his emotions.

"What stimulated you tonight? That magician is difficult to deal with?"

Fu Jiuqu sneered, "Ten fortune tellers are not as difficult to deal with as Xin Yi."

Xin Yi:……

Fu Jiuqu lowered his head, held her face, and asked in a low voice: "What should I do to make you forget that virtual character? When will you understand that he is just a shadow of me, just a virtual part of me?"

…”

"You drank too much." Xin Yi looked at him steadily.

"I didn't drink too much. I'm soberer than ever."

Know clearly what you want and what you desire.

It is precisely because of being sober that I feel so painful...

Because what he desires is out of reach.

If it were an ordinary love rival, he could spend his entire life trying to defeat it, but how could he replace such a fictional character?
To be continued...