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Volume 1: Painting Hall Spring Chapter 94: Live and Die with Sorrows and Joys

Xiao Yizheng almost used all his strength to restrain his desires.

He could feel the will of his body and mind, and the hands around Qingxi's waist would only get tighter and tighter, making it impossible to let go.

Qingxi's mature face was covered with dew from the spring water, which clearly showed more charm.

It was unclear whether the heat surrounding her came from the hot spring water or from something else.

She was nervous, scared, shy, and at a loss; she still wanted to be calm, not panic, calm, and calm; all the emotions she had never experienced before were entangled at this moment, and she didn't know how to react, so she just shrank in front of him blankly.

In arms.

"Aheng, we are husband and wife."

She heard Xiao Yizheng whispering hoarsely in her ear.

The voice seemed depressed and uncomfortable, but also sounded like soft words of love.

"Hmm." She said in a low voice almost instinctively.

"Cheng Zhan, we are husband and wife."

She felt the sound of Xiao Yizheng's breathing getting thicker and more rapid in her ears. When she raised her head, she saw her take out a hand and grab the glass of wine that had just been placed next to the spring for her to drink.

He placed the wine glass to his lips, picked up the edge of the wine glass with his teeth, raised his head neatly and drank half of the glass, and quickly brought the other edge of the wine glass to Qingxi's lips.

Qingxi's red lips were not opened, and the other half of the glass of wine slipped into her mouth.

Before I could taste the richness of the wine, I heard the sound of water pouring into the glass.

Her lips were kissed tightly for a moment.

The second time, he kissed her for the second time, but she still experienced an unprecedented feeling.

Xiao Yizheng was extremely gentle, as if he was tasting a peerless wine and was not willing to miss any detail.

Qingxi closed her eyes tightly and grasped Xiao Yizheng's collar tightly with both hands, as if grasping the only support in the world.

If you are not drunk with wine, everyone will get drunk.

She didn't push him away, nor did she want to push him away.

She was ashamed to discover that this feeling was not bad, but actually very good. She felt like she was floating in the air and fell into another world.

Xiao Yizheng kissed her affectionately on her hair, between her eyebrows, on her eyes...

Some things are due to human instinct and can be learned without a teacher.

One's hairpin slipped off, and her black hair was like a waterfall; one's clothes were completely faded, and his love was like fire.

One is trembling slightly, with blurred eyes; the other is domineering, with warm eyes.

His Ah Heng was so charming and bright, as beautiful as a fairy, and it was rare for him to be able to take him into that indescribable and wonderful space.

The bright spring light in this pool makes the bright moon shy, the stars close their eyes, and everything is silent.

The next day, when Qingxi woke up, he felt in a trance.

She opened her eyes slightly and thought hard for a while before she realized where she was at the moment. She raised her eyes slightly and saw Xiao Yizheng smiling at her.

She was so smart that she didn't have to think about anything and understood everything, but she couldn't remember how she got back to the house last night.

She turned around quickly, turned her back to him, and buried her head in the brocade quilt. She felt ashamed at this moment.

Xiao Yizheng smiled and hugged her from behind. He had woken up a long time ago, or he couldn't sleep at all. No one could understand the contentment and happiness in his heart, and of course he didn't allow any other person to understand.

This is the bright moon in the mountains that belongs only to him.

He asked gently: "Are you tired?"

Qingxi's ears trembled, and she felt flustered again, so she let out a sweet hum.

Xiao Yizheng paused, and his heart instantly felt numb and distressed.

His throat moved and he swallowed: "It's my fault..."

Qingxi snorted lightly and ignored him.

She suddenly remembered what happened in the hot spring last night and buried her head deeper.

There was such a connection, Xiao Yizheng seemed to see what she was thinking, and said softly: "It's my fault, I shouldn't be in the hot spring... But Aheng, I don't want to lie to you. If I had to do it again, I would still be like that

Do. How can I resist you? I can't resist."

In fact, last night, he was more or less restrained, feeling sorry that her body still needed to be recuperated. He secretly cursed himself as a bastard, and then he carried her back to the house and settled her...ν.

After returning to the house, Qingxi slept soundly. He held the beauty in his arms, how could he not have alluring thoughts, but he endured it for the rest of his life.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he hurriedly said, "If it still hurts, I'll hold you in my arms and go to the hot spring to bathe."

"No!" Qingxi quickly turned around and glared at him.

Now, hot springs are no longer just hot springs for her.

Xiao Yizheng smiled innocently: "How about I rub it for you." After saying that, he started to do it.

"No." Qingxi glanced at him sideways again.

She soaked in the hot spring for a long time last night and felt very comfortable. If she hadn't told the story later, she would have felt refreshed by now.

"Ah Heng, I see you still have some bruises from riding horses. You must remember to apply the medicine I gave Yueying on time. Well, I will be responsible for giving you the medicine every day."

"No!" Qingxi dragged out the words longer this time.

Xiao Yizheng laughed loudly, and the brocade quilt slipped off, revealing his shirtless half.

Qingxi's eyes fell on the injured area on his right shoulder.

Last night, she noticed his wound and felt very distressed.

When they were intimate, she couldn't help but kiss his wound, and he responded to her affection even more intensely.

"You don't know how to cherish yourself." She raised her hand and stroked his wound: "I know that the military is busy, but you also have to eat and sleep on time. From now on, I will be responsible for supervising you. There is also the antidote for the Seven Kills that needs to be obtained as soon as possible.

The remaining poison has been completely dispersed.”

Xiao Yizheng took her hand, put it to his lips, kissed it, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that if I drink, you will go back to Shangdu?"

"Then I'll go back tomorrow." Qingxi also smiled.

Xiao Yizheng put his arms around her, lay down again, and said easily: "Even if you really want to leave at this time, I can't let you leave alone. Just wait, after I have settled everything here, we

Let's go back together." He paused, as if he had something to say, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

Xiao Yizheng stroked her hair and said softly: "Aheng, we are really husband and wife..."

Qingxi smiled sweetly: "Idiot..."

It was almost noon when the two got up.

After lunch, Xiao Yizheng took Qingxi out for a walk to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the mountains.

Because it was the middle of winter and there was a war going on, there was almost no one else in the mountain except for the hunters who went up the mountain.

The two went to Qingning Spring first and drank the sweet spring water.

Qingxi only took a small sip, and Xiao Yizheng refused to let her touch it again. "It's too cold, it's not good for your health."

Qingxi savored the sweet aftertaste in his mouth, shook his head and said, "In my opinion, if Lingquan in Sujiang is the best spring in the world, then Qingning Spring can be ranked second."

Xiao Yizheng closed her hood and asked with a smile: "Do you want to go back to Sujiang again?"

A trace of regret flashed in Qingxi's eyes and she nodded.

If she had thought before that she could return to Sujiang and return to her roots, then when she gave her heart to him, this wish was out of reach.

"I'll take you back to visit your grandparents." Xiao Yizheng said.

"Really?" Qingxi's eyes showed surprise, and then she smiled and raised her eyebrows.

Xiao Yizheng nodded: "When we return to Shangdu, maybe it won't take long before I can take you there."

Regardless of whether this vision can be realized or not, Qingxi feels that just thinking about it is happiness.

She smiled and looked back on the way she came, and immediately saw Tangdi Courtyard not far away.

Standing by the Qingning Spring, you can overlook the entire Tangdi Courtyard.

The entire Tangdi Courtyard looks like a circular courtyard from a height, with the hot spring pool in the center.

"Huh?" Qingxi frowned slightly, then tilted her head and smiled: "It's really interesting. Look, from here, the structure of this courtyard looks like two dragons playing with a pearl." She pointed.

Xiao Yizheng looked along her hand and was shocked. Sure enough, it was like two dragons playing with a pearl. This description was very appropriate.

The hot spring pool is the bead in the center. All the houses on both sides are arranged together. When viewed from a high place, it looks like two dragons.

No, his eyes gathered together, and to be precise: it was like a dragon and a phoenix, the dragon and the phoenix playing with the pearl, surrounding the soup pool in the center.

He instantly remembered the dragon-patterned jade pendant he owned and the phoenix-patterned jade pendant he was looking for.

Why is it such a coincidence? Is it really just a coincidence? What is the connection between them? What are the functions of those two jade pendants?

No one has stayed in Tangdiyuan in the past few decades since it was built by Emperor Sejong.

The courtyard is closed during the Lunar New Year. Around the Chinese New Year, the Beisu Prefecture will send people to clean it up.

Xiao Zhe has never been here before, and this is also the first time for Xiao Yizheng.

Not long ago, he took great pains to make arrangements and sent several servants from the prefect to serve as temporary errands in order to bring Qingxi to enjoy the scenery.

But is the exquisite layout of this courtyard just a coincidence, or is there another hidden secret?

His thoughts were confused for a moment and he couldn't figure it out.

"What's wrong?" Qingxi asked softly.

He looked at her with a flowery smile and a high mood. He couldn't explain these things for a while, so he smiled and shook his head. "It's nothing. I just think that the courtyard is exquisitely designed. I don't know what the purpose is. I think it's useless."

Kung fu.”

As he said that, he took her and continued walking forward: "The scenery in this mountain is endless. If you are tired, I will carry you back."

Qingxi raised her eyebrows: "You are looking down on me..."

The two walked and stopped, talking and laughing. Xiao Yizheng also carried Qingxi on his back up the hillside. It took nearly an hour to finally reach the top of Nangui Mountain.

The sun gradually sets in the west, and the cold wind blows by.

Xiao Yizheng held Qingxi tightly in his arms, wanting to protect her from all the wind and cold.

The two of them overlooked the vast land, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the world of fireworks. They were speechless for a moment, and they both had countless unspeakable feelings in their hearts.

After a while, Xiao Yizheng kissed Qingxi's forehead and whispered softly: "Aheng, I know you want to see the clouds, mountains, rivers, flowers and everything; I promise you that throughout my life, I will do my best to give you what you want.

think."

Qingxi raised her eyes slightly and met his eyes.

"From now on, I, Xiao Yizheng, will share your joys and sorrows, life and death with you."

Qingxi smiled, gently stood on tiptoes, and slowly brought a familiar fragrance to his ears. At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun spread from the silhouettes of the two of them, and clouds moved in all directions.

She opened her mouth slightly and spoke softly: "I, Ling Qingxi, share your pessimism and live and die together."

Sharing joys and sorrows, sharing life and death.

The oaths between men and women echo across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the vastness of heaven and earth, always heading for eternity.

Neither of the two people who embraced each other could predict that they would be able to keep such an oath in the future, but one would live in a temple and the other would hide in the world...


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