It was a long night of silence, except for the sound of wind and snow outside the window, it was difficult to hear any other noise.
In the bedroom of the Bamboo Garden, the lights had already been extinguished, but the curtains were open.
Pei Xiangjun slept with his clothes on, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. His almond-shaped eyes looked at the dimly lit window paper, full of worry.
Ye Jingtang defeated the powerful enemy in Beiliang and shocked Yun'an. For others, it was exciting and honorable. However, as a person beside him, Pei Xiangjun couldn't get excited after seeing Jingtang covered with injuries.
, I was worried, and even felt like I regretted teaching my husband and looking for a title.
If Ning'er comes back, I'm afraid she will be punished and not allowed to enter Meiyuan for three months...
The key is that she didn't take good care of Jingtang, and she really didn't dare to talk back...
I tossed and turned for most of the night, it was almost dawn, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.
Miss Fan said not to disturb Ye Jingtang's rest by constantly coming in and out, so Pei Xiangjun stayed up for half the night. Seeing that it was almost morning, he felt that Jingtang should wake up, so he hesitated and sat up.
Rustling, rustling~
Squeak~
The door opened and closed.
Pei Xiangjun stood in front of the door with his shawl wrapped around his face. The wind and snow were blowing in his face. He couldn't help but shrink his neck and looked around. Everyone in the house was asleep, and the light was dark. Xiuhe's slight breathing could still be heard in the next room.
Pei Xiangjun tightened his shawl and followed the crosswalk through the wind and snow. He first walked out of the bamboo courtyard, then followed the verandah surrounded by rockeries and rocks, and came to the round gate of the Plum Blossom Courtyard. He looked around - the bedroom in the main house was already dark.
The light is on, but there seems to be movement inside...
??
Pei Xiangjun stayed up for half the night and was still a little confused. When he saw this scene, his ears and eyes suddenly became clear, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes:
Isn’t Miss Fan accompanying you in bed?
This creaking sound is really accompanying the bed?!
Pei Xiangjun's eyes were full of weirdness, but it made sense if he thought about it carefully - Miss Fan, as the queen of the Dongming tribe, chased her all the way to Yun'an, stayed at home, and invested in industries as if she was not planning to leave in recent years.
, you will have to get in sooner or later.
The family really lacks a doctor with medical skills, so it would be a good thing if he is willing to marry him.
But if you really mean it, just say it. You are not allowed to visit my big room, and you secretly sleep with me in the main room. Is this trying to overshadow the guest?
Pei Xiangjun bit his lower lip and was thinking about it secretly when he heard intermittent humming coming from the room:
"Um...wuwu...wait a minute..."
thunderbolt--
A thunderbolt flashed through my mind!
Pei Xiangjun has been with Fan Qinghe for several months, and his voice can be clearly distinguished. Fan Qinghe speaks very cleanly and crisply, with a hint of quackery; while the voice in the room is lustful and charming, with a hint of an otherworldly fairy.
Calm and delicate...
Isn’t this Lu Daochang?
Sounds pretty drunk...
Pei Xiangjun's eyes widened and he was completely confused.
How could Jingtang...
No, Master Xuanji can’t compete with Jingtang Bazi. No matter how close he is to her and Aunt Fan, it doesn’t seem impossible...
If Prince Jing knew...
Isn't that similar to Ning'er Yunli? If you are thick-skinned, what can a disciple do...
…
Pei Xiangjun didn't know what he was thinking. He just felt that the house was in a mess. He shook his head secretly, turned around and walked back.
But within two steps, Pei Xiangjun heard the door open, and then a figure jumped out from the wall and landed in front of her, raising his hand to hold her shoulders:
"Sanniang?"
Looking up, Ye Jingtang was standing in the wind and snow wearing a pair of thin pants, with a little sweat on his forehead and bruises all over his chest, looking at her with concern.
Pei Xiangjun blinked his eyes. He originally wanted to look unhappy, but after seeing the situation in Ye Jingtang, he still couldn't bear it. He quickly took off his shawl and put it on Ye Jingtang's back:
"What are you doing here? You...you go back."
Ye Jingtang was a little injured and couldn't concentrate. Shui'er seemed to be drunk but not drunk and murmured reminders. Only then did he realize that Sanniang had come to visit. His eyes were full of embarrassment and he raised his hands for a hug:
"I woke up in the middle of the night. I saw Sanniang sleeping so I didn't disturb her... Well... I drank some wine just now, and Fairy Lu was also drunk. I accidentally..."
When Pei Xiangjun was hugged, she felt something pointing at her, and her face turned red:
"What are you explaining to me? Explain to Prince Jing... Sigh... You should go back quickly. You have just been seriously injured and you are acting recklessly. It's really..."
"Well……"
"What are you talking about? You still want me to come into the house with you? What do you think I'll do if I go into the wedding room to have flowers and candles... We'll talk about it later..."
Pei Xiangjun himself had little resistance. Perhaps he was afraid of being carried in by Ye Jingtang, so he stood on tiptoes and kissed his face, then pushed his shoulders:
"Go back to the house quickly, I'm leaving first."
As he said that, he ran quickly.
After Ye Jingtang watched Sanniang leave, he wiped his face, suppressed the embarrassment in his heart, and returned to the bedroom of the main house.
There is a heater in the bedroom, which is very warm because there are vents that lead the smoke outside the room. There is no smell of smoke, only a faint aroma of wine.
A small lamp that cannot be seen from the outside is lit in a hidden place at the head of the bed. There is a pair of small white shoes on the floor, an acacia sword on the dressing table, and a wine gourd next to it.
Ye Jingtang came to the bed and opened the curtain, revealing that it was still filled with white flowers inside.
Lu Xianzi lay on her side on the pillow, facing inward, biting a strand of black hair at the corner of her mouth, and a slight blush could be seen on her cheeks and earlobes; her waistline was undulating, her right leg was straight, and her left leg was raised, still maintaining the same movement as before.
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The white jade tiger under the moon was so tired that he was foaming at the mouth...
"..."
Ye Jingtang blinked, sat down in front of him, leaned over to his face, and said softly:
"Shui Shui?"
"Um……"
Lu Binghe pinched the corner of the quilt and hummed as though he was sleeping. However, after waiting for a while, no movement was seen from Ye Jingtang. His feet seemed to be unintentionally arched and he bit his lower lip lightly.
Ye Jingtang had a smile in his eyes. He took the wine gourd from the dressing table and took a sip. He lowered his head and brought it to the pillow. He put his hand under his arm and held the jade bowl:
"Hmm~?"
"..."
Lu Binghe didn't know if he smelled the aroma of wine, so he turned his head slightly, opened his red lips slightly to catch the drink, and grabbed the quilt tightly...
…
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A night of silence.
The next day, the sky gradually became brighter. Above the embroidered building, Zhe Yunli walked out of the boudoir holding the sleepy Niao Niao. It could be seen that the city was covered with silver and there was half a foot of snow in the garden.
Xiuhe got up early, yawned and washed up, then walked towards Tianshui Bridge with a stack of ledgers in his arms. Although Xiuhe was a little worried about Master Ye's injury, Sanniang who was walking in front was very calm and did not even go to the Plum Blossom Courtyard to visit her.
I asked and was scolded, so I could only follow behind silently.
In the Plum Blossom Courtyard, the doors and windows of the room were closed tightly, the heater was extinguished unconsciously, and there was a bit of chill in the quiet room.
Between the curtains, Ye Jingtang was covered with a quilt and leaning on the pillow. He held the slender beauty in his right hand and was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed. He had not yet woken up.
Yesterday I had a fight at noon. I was injured all over my body and I slept until midnight. When I woke up, I didn’t eat anything and had two mouthfuls of white hair.
The white hair in the night was quite replenishing. After drinking in the Night Jingtang, I basically didn’t think about the food or tea. I just thought about leaving a beautiful memory for Shui’er that I will never forget. I don’t know how long I worked on it until I heard the rooster crow outside, and then I fell asleep.
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Shui'er pretended to be drunk at first, or she was really dizzy, but she must have been really dizzy in the end anyway, leaning on his shoulder, the blush on her face has not faded to this moment.
As the sky gets brighter, the faint sound of maids walking around can be heard outside.
Lu Binghe's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. He first looked at Ye Jingtang's chest. After making sure that the injury had subsided, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his eyes to look at the side face that was close at hand.
His profile is undoubtedly handsome, and he carries a cold and chivalrous air in his sleep, just like a true gentleman with a benevolent heart and who regards power, money, fame, and sex as if they were worn out shoes.
But such a good-looking skin does not have a reputation for power and money, so why is it filled with sex...
Lu Binghe had also read a lot of idle books in Ye Jingtang, and he had a deep understanding of the affairs between men and women. Yesterday, he had a few sips of wine to strengthen his courage. He thought that as soon as he closed and opened his eyes, he would let go of the knot that had been tangled in his heart for a long time.
The result is great, Night Terror Hall is neither light nor serious, bah.
She closed her eyes and finally got through the unbearable feeling. The Night Terror Hall even woke her up and gave her an unforgettable moment when their eyes met...
In fact, I can’t remember what happened next, and I don’t know if she was drunk or fainted. Anyway, it was beyond her endurance. I don’t know how she got here...
He had suffered so much, but he was enjoying seeing the night terror hall as if nothing happened. Lu Binghe narrowed his eyes slightly, then secretly gathered momentum, rolled over, moved back to the corner of the bed, and covered his chest with the quilt.
, panicked and said:
"you……"
Wow——
The quilt on Ye Jingtang's body was pulled away, and his arms were empty. He woke up naturally, looked around blankly, and then sat up:
"Shui'er, what's wrong?"
"Night Terror Hall!"
Lu Binghe's eyes were filled with shame and anger, and there was also a complicated feeling of 'I can't believe it, I hate it', he stared at Ye Jing and said:
"what did you do to me?"
??
like……
Ye Jingtang had guessed that this would happen last night. Looking at the ashamed and angry Shuishui, he got a little closer and acted like a bad gentleman:
"What do you think I can do? From now on, you are mine... eh..."
Choking——
Lu Binghe raised his hand and pulled out the Acacia Sword from the dressing table, holding it against the Night Jingtang, his eyes like a defiled beautiful girl from heaven:
"You bastard, you actually had sex after drinking, and you took advantage of your elders' drunkenness to commit such a heinous act..."
Ye Jingtang saw that Shui'er was about to pass the responsibility to him, and he immediately understood what he meant. He raised his hands as if to admit his mistake:
"My fault was that I ruined Fairy Lu's innocence after being drunk and having sex for a while..."
As he spoke, Ye Jingtang's eyes drifted from his cold eyebrows to his cold cheeks.
Real person Xuanji is sitting in front of her, holding a sword with one hand. Her posture is full of fairy spirit, but her body is naked. The two jade bowls are very straight, and there is no trace of grass under her flat waist. She is very white...
"How dare you look at it!"
Lu Binghe pulled the quilt over to block the spring light and said coldly:
"You tell yourself what to do now."
Ye Jingtang's hands were still under the quilt, and his right hand was holding his waist, caressing him back and forth a few times to comfort him:
"I'm responsible for my fault last night. I was drunk and confused, so I made such a big mistake. Now that things have come to this, I hope Fairy Lu will be more open-minded..."
Lu Binghe realized what was going on when he saw the night terror, and the emotions in his eyes calmed down, and he said coldly:
"I think you were young and impulsive, so let's forget about it. If it happens again, it will be like this."
Sa~
After saying that, he flicked his wrist, and the acacia sword swept across the dressing table, instantly cutting off the candle head.
?
It was slightly cool somewhere in the Night Terror Hall, and he said helplessly:
"This candle is quite expensive. Why would you cut it? No matter how big your family fortune is, you still have to be frugal..."
"snort."
After Lu Binghe finished threatening him, he sheathed his sword elegantly, and then he wanted to get up and go to the ground to calm down alone.
But she couldn't refuse even though she pretended to be drunk at night, and let Ye Jing Tang do whatever she wanted. How could a delicate flower withstand the Ye Jing Tang's lack of mercy? She raised her legs and went to the ground, frowning slightly.
Ye Jingtang secretly shook his head, sat up, wrapped Shui'er with the quilt, picked him up and walked outside:
"You go to the east wing to rest. I asked the maid not to disturb you. I will clean up here and wait until you have rested before moving around."
Xuanji didn't say anything, she just tilted her head and looked outside, paying attention to the surroundings to avoid being discovered.
Ye Jingtang quickly walked out of the main house, and after making sure that no one was in the yard, he went to the east wing, put the water on the bed, went back to get the skirt, sword, etc., and after putting them away, picked up the wine
Gourd took a sip and then approached Fairy Lu:
"Um?"
?
Master Xuanji huddled in the bed and remained motionless. Seeing this, he opened his eyes again with murderous intent:
"You are incorrigible, right?"
Ye Jingtang sighed inwardly, lowered his head to Hong's lips and took a mouthful. He also slipped his hand into the quilt and warmed it in the warm place like a hot water bottle before getting up and closing the curtain.
"..."
Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly in displeasure, as if she wanted to kill Fansi with her sword.
When Ye Jingtang left the door, she showed a hint of tiredness between her brows. She licked her lips lightly and rubbed her brows with her hands. She seemed to be secretly blaming herself for being impulsive last night.
But deep down, I understand a little bit why it is so difficult for people under the mountain to see through the world of mortals.
Love and joy are so alluring. Even if they can only live for a short period of time, I am afraid that few people in the world are willing to sit on the top of a mountain and cultivate the elusive and elusive immortality.
It’s not that people at the foot of the mountain can’t see through it, it’s just that they are reluctant to see through it.
Just like she is now...
——
Thump, thump, thump...
There is snow in the Meiyuan, which makes a soft and crisp sound when stepped on. You can still faintly see the footprints left by Sanniang at dawn outside the courtyard wall.
After Ye Jingtang cleaned up the mess in his bedroom, he walked out of the round door, raised his hand to catch a few snowflakes, took a deep breath, then raised his hand to support the courtyard wall, and closed his eyes slightly to relieve his body's fatigue.
Before taking a few rests, the sound of footsteps was heard in the distance, and a figure walked out of the verandah.
Tap tap tap...
Fan Qinghe was wearing a red and yellow winter skirt, with a slightly sleepy look in his eyes. He had a small medicine box hanging on his arm. He seemed to have gotten up early to check up on his health.
Looking up, he found Ye Jingtang standing outside the wall, resting with his hands on the wall. Fan Qinghe's expression changed, and he quickly ran forward and held Ye Jingtang's arm:
"Why did you come out? If you are not feeling well, you should rest more. You..."
Ye Jingtang quickly stood up with his back straight, acting like there was no big problem:
"It's okay, I'm just a little hungry after not eating all day. Let's go to the living room and eat something."
Fan Qinghe felt very weak in the Night Jing Hall. He held his arms with both hands and walked out. During the process, he checked his pulse with his hands. He found out that he was even more weak than when he was unconscious yesterday...
It feels a bit like I spent a lot of energy again last night...
?
Fan Qinghe is a semi-miracle doctor. When he saw this scene, his eyes naturally became suspicious. He immediately remembered that Sanniang was the most worried about the night terror hall. He went out without even asking about the situation in the morning...
Could it be that Sanniang had another night terror last night?
Thinking of this, Fan Qinghe was naturally annoyed and frowned:
"Ye Jingtang, your body is like this, and you still indulge in lust?"
When Ye Jingtang saw that Miss Fan had noticed it, she didn't want to elaborate, so she just said awkwardly:
"Oh, I drank two sips of wine yesterday..."
"You're injured and you still drink?"
"Um?"
Ye Jingtang was startled: "Didn't you say that Ye Baitou is medicinal wine? You can get better quickly after just two sips..."
When Fan Qinghe heard this, he understood something and said angrily:
"This witch is talking nonsense again. Witch, come out!"
"Hey!"
Ye Jingtang also understood the depth of Shui'er's routine. How dare he let Miss Fan rush into the house to accuse her, so he quickly grabbed her and walked out:
"My memory was wrong. I thought Miss Fan said that this wine is very tonic for the body, so I took two sips..."
Fan Qinghe pushed and shoved the injured Ye Jingtang, and had to be pulled away. He said seriously on the way:
"Walking at night is a great tonic, but you have to lie down and recuperate in order to replenish your body. After you drink it, you go and spoil the girl. Just those two sips of wine can replenish the... essence that you went out with.
Blood?"
Ye Jingtang noticed that Fan Qinghe was blushing and was scolding her seriously. He was really embarrassed and nodded:
"I will definitely pay attention to it after I know..."
"You just stay here honestly this month. I'll check your pulse on time and you can do whatever you're allowed to do. If you don't follow the doctor's orders and mess around at night, I... I'll tell the Queen and let her take care of you."
Ye Jingtang turned to support Fan Qinghe's arm and said with a pleasant expression:
"Okay, I understand. I was really drunk yesterday after two sips of wine..."
Fan Qinghe gave up after seeing this, and went to the restaurant of the front house with Ye Jingtang.
There were several little maids from the Pei family in the house. Because there were only a few people in the family, they worked part-time as cooks. When they saw the night terror, they started to prepare breakfast.
Ye Jingtang sat in the living room facing the garden, with the nanmu Arhat couch at his back and a brass stove at his feet. Fan Qinghe sat sideways in front of him and rubbed his shoulders and back, like a pampered man with a group of wives and concubines.
However, after waiting for a while in the hall, breakfast was not delivered yet. Instead, I saw Ping'er trotting down the corridor and came to the window. She opened her mouth in a panic and said:
"Mr. Ye, it's not good, it's not good, the lady is in the kitchen cooking...cooking..."
?
Although Ping'er was embarrassed to continue speaking, Ye Jingtang still understood what he wanted to say and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Although Ye Jingtang thought the rice noodles tasted good, he really didn't believe in the skills Xiao Yunli had just learned, so he said:
"I can't eat spicy food because I'm injured. Let Yunli cook it next time. Just make some porridge and rice."
Ping'er felt relieved and hurriedly ran down to deliver the order.
———
There was a big battle yesterday, which caused an uproar in the city. The news is probably spreading out of Zezhou now.
In previous years, people in the capital often heard from storytellers about scenes of battles between military commanders, mountains and rivers changing color, and worlds shifting, but most of them regarded them as exaggerated interpretations. After all, top military commanders did not fight against each other only once every few years, and they certainly would not happen.
Most people on the streets of Beijing have never seen it with their own eyes.
It wasn't until yesterday's battle at Chengtianmen that tens of thousands of people saw the scene of "the streets were filled with flying sand and rocks, and the city towers were as brittle as paper", they realized that the storyteller was still too conservative.
The great Wei Dynasty practiced martial arts and naturally respected the strong. For this reason, since yesterday, people have gathered near Tianshui Bridge. Most of them are martial artists, and there are also a few scholars and ladies. There are quite a few former dynasties who lived in Fengguan City outside the gate of Beijing.
scene.
Ye Jingtang was sitting in the living room. He could vaguely hear the faint noise outside, but he definitely didn't have the energy to go out and say a few words. After breakfast, he returned to Meihuayuan in the name of rest and gave Shui'er breakfast.
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However, after all, Shui'er was the upper level martial arts leader. No matter how weak his body was, he was still unable to get up after being trained by the spear leader for half a night. When Ye Jingtang returned to the east wing, he had already tidied up the bed and ran away.
Ye Jingtang had just experienced two battles and really needed to recuperate. It was not easy to go out to find people, so he sat in the study copying books and practicing calligraphy to pass the time.
Practicing calligraphy can rest your mind, and while you were concentrating on copying famous works during the night, you suddenly heard footsteps and conversations outside again:
"Fat Concubine, is the Night Terror Hall in the library?"