Non-stick clothing

"Really?" She looked at Duan Changge critically, trying to find something different from usual on her face.

She is drunk.Yuezi thought about it.If she wasn't drunk, she definitely wouldn't say the words to make her take off her clothes.

He was obviously drunk, but his expression was exceptionally sober.

Yue Zilin went over according to the words, pressed the table with one hand, looked down at Duan Changge condescendingly, asked with a half smile, "Which one do you take off?"

Duan Changge said, "Where did you hit?"

"Ok?"

"Take off your clothes, and someone will rub you with wine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis." She said solemnly.

Yue Zilin stared at her, bit by bit, slowly and meticulously, as if there was substance.

Duan Changge looked a little unnatural, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You want me to take off my clothes, but you still ask me what to do?" She moved closer and completely wrapped Duan Changge in her arms.

The distance between the two is half an arm.

Duan Changge lowered his eyes and said, "I don't mean to be frivolous."

"I don't believe it." Yue Zi said maliciously: "How do you want to prove it?"

For the first time in his life, Duan Changge felt at a loss.

It's not that she has never seen Yue Zilin's face up close, but she has never seen it so close during the day.

Yue Zilin's face is so beautiful that it is shocking. If such a sharp beauty is a knife, I am afraid that she has reached the point of killing people like hemp.

"I'll take it off, you rub it." Before Duan Changge could answer, she put her hand on the neckline.

It should be the arm that she hit.Duan Changge thought dizzily.

"No need." She pressed Yue Zilin's hand, and said something by accident.

It was indeed something Duan Changge did.

"Didn't you just say that you want to rub it for me?" Yue Zilin said, "Do you want to break your promise?"

Duan Changge shook his head, tried his best to open his eyes wide, and said: "It's because someone was drunk and made a slip of the tongue. I'm sorry if I'm not sick."

"What if I don't forgive?" Yue Zilin asked aggressively.

"How about being free from illness?"

Yue Zilin suddenly laughed, and kept undressing, saying: "I'm in pain, look, what's going on?" The soft and hot sentence was crushed in the beauty's lips and teeth, rolling around, burning hot extreme.

Duan Changge felt that he drank too much and was a little over the top.

At the same time, she felt that Yue Zilin drank more wine than she did.

Not as drunk as usual.

Yue Zilin's expression was suddenly very strange, and he sat back in his seat all at once, his temples twitched, as if he was trying to bear it.

Duan Changge looked at her blankly, "No disease?"

Yue Zilin took a deep breath and said, "Don't come here."

Duan Changge really didn't move, like an old monk in meditation.

Yue Zilin leaned against the back of the chair and was silent for a long time. Seeing that she was still standing there, he gritted his teeth and said, "You can go."

Duan Changge didn't know if he was drunk or what, he nodded at her, and actually left.

As soon as she left the room, the wine glass in front of Yue Zilin exploded, and a table of crushed ice fell.

Ling Wuhui came in with an ambiguous expression, and seeing Yue Zilin's murderous eyes, he asked in surprise, "She rejected you?"

"No." He replied coldly.

She didn't believe that she was not rejected, Ling Wuhui said: "It's okay, next time it will be fine, if it's not good, there will be next time."

Yue Zilin looked at her coldly, the corners of his eyes were red.

"Aren't you going to cry?" Ling Wuhui was shocked.

Yue Zilin took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth and said, "My leg is cramping."

At that time just now, she couldn't tell the truth and could only let Duan Changge go.

Speechless for a while.

Ling Wuhui burst out laughing, tears streaming down his face.

Yue Zilin closed his skirt and leaned lazily on the chair.

Ling Wuhui stopped laughing, and saw that Yue Zilin was wearing a green shirt, the clothes were messy, his collarbone was slightly exposed, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Ling Wuhui sighed inwardly that Duan Changge was really a gentleman, such a beautiful scenery, even she, who knew Yue Zilin's temperament well, wanted to be contaminated by it, but Duan Changge obediently left.

"Does it still hurt?" she asked.

Yue Zilin said coldly: "I want to eat candy."

Ling Wuhui said, "Candy? No."

Yue Zilin said, "If you don't have one, go buy it."

Ling Wuhui asked with a half-smile, "Have you been a little presumptuous towards me recently?"

Yue Zilin frowned at her and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ling Wuhui was about to speak when Yue Zilin shook his head and slammed it on the table.

Ling Wuhui cut her pulse, and Yue Zilin's pulse was stable without any abnormality, obviously drunk.

Are these three and a half cups enough to fill other people's wine?

Ling Wuhui laughed and dragged the person out.

Where?

handsome mansion?

……

It was already two days later when Yuezi woke up.

Fenjiu is extremely strong, she has a good capacity for drinking, but she drank too much and violently, she got overwhelmed and fell asleep for two days before waking up.

She saw the goose-yellow curtains with soft gauze above her head, the bedding was made of lake green material, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the small octagonal stove was burning with warm and sweet incense.

This woman's boudoir is not Duan Changge's.

Ling Wuhui came in with the soup in his hand, and when he saw her wake up, he said angrily, "Are you awake? Why didn't you drink to death?"

Yue Zilin rubbed the center of his brows, he felt a splitting headache, and said, "Where is this?"

His voice was hoarse as if it wasn't his own.

Ling Wuhui said: "How about the house I bought?"

Yue Zi said, "Extremely gaudy."

Ling Wuhui said: "Are you sober?"

Yue Zilin nodded and said: "Wake up."

Ling Wuhui threw a cup of herbal tea over and said, "Then you still dare to be presumptuous to me!"

The teacup fell to the ground, and the tea turned into ice.

Ling Wuhui looked at her inquiringly, and said, "It seems that you have made some progress recently."

Yue Zilin said, "Thank you, Holy Maiden, for your compliment."

"You are drinking poison to quench your thirst." Ling Wuhui said.

Yue Zi smiled and said, "So what?"

Ling Wuhui knew it would be useless to talk too much, so he stopped mentioning it.

Wen Ruobing tried to persuade her apprentice for the past five years but still failed to persuade her. How could she change her mind just because of her words.

Ling Wuhui put the soup on the table, and said: "You let that adult go first, and you're drunk, so I can't send you to the commander's mansion, so I can only bring you here."

I don't know if Duan Changge has found her.Yuezi was thinking blindly.

"You've slept for so long and your pulse is fine. I really thought you wouldn't be able to wake up. You were about to prepare for the funeral."

What would Duan Changge think if he never found her?

"However, when I wanted to buy a coffin, the girl who waited on you told me that you woke up at the right time, which saved me a coffin bill," Ling Wuhui chattered, "The camphor wood coffin costs a thousand taels of silver. "

What is Duan Changge doing?

Seeing that she was absent-minded, Ling Wuhui suddenly said, "Master Duan!"

"where?"

Ling Wuhui looked at her with hopeless eyes, and said with pity: "Your heart."

Yue Zilin knew that he had lost his composure, coughed, and stopped talking.

Ling Wuhui said: "I heard something about Duan Buyi, do you want to hear it?"

"You said."

……

Duan Changge is looking for someone, she is looking for Yue Zilin.

She searched for two whole days, at first she knew that Yue Zilin would live well, she had her own intention to let her go first, she didn't need to worry, but an imperial decree made her unable to sit still.

Zhangzhou's military affairs were in a hurry, and Xiliang invaded, attacked and attacked the city by surprise. In less than half a month, the city was pulled out for seven days.

Xiao Qiong ordered Duan Sizhi to march into Zhangzhou, and ordered Duan Changge to accompany him.

Theoretically, Duan Changge, as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, could not join the army anyway, but the emperor set this precedent, and it was still a grace, so naturally no one refuted it.

Duan Changge wanted to say goodbye to Yue Zilin, but she couldn't find her anyway.

If it weren't for the bags of candy piled up in the room, she might have felt that she had just had a bizarre dream, so real that she couldn't tell whether it was the secular world or a dream.

"Shaoqing, the time has come."

Duan Changge was dressed in military uniform, and the silver armor was shining brightly in the sun. She paused and said, "Let's go."

She didn't wait after all.

The horse's hooves crushed the ice, and the snow and dust flew up.

A few days ago, the imperial capital was suddenly warm, and grass sprouts grew in a few places, but they were soon frozen to death and crushed under the hooves of the horses.

Just like the secret feelings in her heart, it has been shattered before there is any result.

I don't know when this battle will end, and there is no time to see you again.

"Young commander," a young general who grew up with her laughed and said, "Why do you still have candy?"

She regained her senses, smiled too, and said, "How do you know?"

"I've smelled it all," he said proudly, "Don't you like these sweet things the least?"

Duan Changge seldom even eats cakes, just because she doesn't like sugar, but now she carries sweet-scented osmanthus with her, which is really strange.

Habits cannot be changed overnight. Duan Changge has not eaten candy for nearly ten years.

"Why?" She was startled, and she also didn't know why.

Why did you bring sugar, why did you bring Yue Zilin to eat a few grains of candy.

Maybe she thought that Yue Zilin would come.

……

"The situation in Zhangzhou is urgent. Marshal Duan Sizhi led his troops there, and even Duan Changge went?" Yue Zilin asked with a frown.

Ling Wuhui nodded and said, "The coach over there in Xiliang is said to be the uncle of the King of Xiliang, that Marquis of Baisheng, Yu Junye." She deliberately dragged out her tone, and said, "It was a fierce battle."

Yue Zilin remained silent, as indifferent as an old monk in meditation.

Ling Wuhui didn't get the result she wanted, and she was a bit reconciled, saying: "I'm afraid I haven't left the city yet, and that period of no doubt was considered my best effort for you, so why don't you go see her off? I don't know when we will see you again later. "

Yue Zilin didn't even think about it, and said flatly: "I won't send it."