[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

Mu Xuanying has a light drinking capacity, but his wine quality is not particularly bad, and Mo Yu didn't see him tossing about all the way to carry him back to his room.

Kicking open the door, Mo Yu went straight to the bathroom.Because Su Jixian was pampered and pampered, the house in this other courtyard has a twelve-hour hot water bath, which is just convenient for him to wash the drunk Mu Xuanying clean.

Stretching out to drag the rattan couch over, Mo Yu put Mu Xuanying on the couch and sat down. Mo Yu neatly stripped off his clothes, stuffed them into the bathtub, rolled up his sleeves, took off his gloves, pulled out the towel, and grabbed the edge of the pool. He scooped out a large piece of bath ointment and put it on him.

Mu Xuanying, who was quite obedient at first, became fussy after being stuffed into the bath, waving her paws and refusing to cooperate, thumping wildly, splashing the water everywhere.

"Don't make trouble, Maomao, be quiet!" Mo Yu was splashed with water, almost wiped the bath ointment into Mu Xuanying's mouth several times, and slapped him on the back with a frown.

This slap was not heavy, but it made Mu Xuanying quiet, and sat in the water blankly, motionless.

Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to bathe him. After washing, he took off his dripping clothes, went down to the pool to wash, and pulled out the cork at the bottom of the pool to change the water.

"Brother Yu..."

With a soft voice coming from behind, Mo Yu re-plugged the cork, filled the pool with water, and answered casually, "Huh?"

"Brother Yu..."

"What's wrong?" He turned around, and there was a sudden crash. Mu Xuanying, who was sitting obediently, rushed towards him, causing him to lean back, hitting his back against the wall of the pool, and splashed a lot of water, "Maomao ?”

Mu Xuanying put her arms around his neck, buried her face in his chest, and said with a crying voice, "Brother Yu...I don't want to be alienated from you...I don't want to! But Master won't let me play with you... what to do……"

Mo Yu was stunned, reached out to hug him, and stroked his ponytail, "It's okay, if he scolds you, tell me."

"You can't even beat Master...Master hates you so much..."

"Let Ji Xian talk to him?"

"Hmm... Master doesn't hate Xiao Xian... I'll go find Xiao Xian!" As he spoke, he supported Mo Yu's shoulders, stood up staggeringly, and climbed up the pool.

Mo Yu grabbed him and said, "What are you looking for, wash it up and drink the hangover soup for me to sleep, and I'll clean you up tomorrow."

"Look...find Xiaoxian...Xiaoxian!"

Mu Xuanying, who was making a fuss again, was crushed by Mo Yu's merciless violence. She struggled to be picked up and put on her pajamas, and mumbled vaguely about looking for Su Jixian.

The chickens are flying around here, but the master bedroom over there is very quiet.

This is the first time for Su Jixian to get drunk, his capacity for alcohol is not very good, but his wine taste is much better than Mu Xuanying's. Under Lu Lingfeng's service, he obediently washed off the smell of alcohol, and sat on the edge of the bed in pure white silk pajamas. rub your hair.

Lu Lingfeng wiped Su Jixian's long wet hair carefully with a cotton towel, seeing his blank and innocent eyes, couldn't help but smiled softly.

"My lord, do you know who I am?" He leaned slightly closer, asked in a low voice, stretched out his hand to smooth his forehead hair to the side of his face, and gently stroked his skin with his fingertips.

Su Jixian looked at this face that was close at hand, blinked his eyes slowly, tilted his head, his eyes were still blank and clear.

Lu Lingfeng smiled lightly again, her breath was entangled with Su Jixian's, it was warm and had the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

The white cat sitting on the bed heard his laughter, looked up, squinted its eyes and meowed.

Su Jixian understood the meow, tilted his head to the other side, and softly called out: "Meow——"

Lu Lingfeng was stunned for a moment, and the tips of her ears were slowly stained with a thin layer of red. She suddenly buried her forehead on his shoulder and smiled softly, hugging him with both hands and sighing, "Lonely..."

The cat flicked its tail and stretched its front paws.

What does a hangover feel like?Mu Xuanying understood very well at this moment.

Holding his drowsy and throbbing head, he wailed for a while, then suddenly his body became heavy, and he fell back into the bed again.

"Don't make trouble, go to sleep." Mo Yu, who didn't even open his eyes, frowned and pushed him down with his arms, his tone sleepy.

Anyone who spends all night dealing with a drunk who is also raging in his sleep will not be in good spirits or in a good mood.

Mu Xuanying was stunned, and silently shrank back under the blanket, burying her face in the pillow.

Brother Yu...is unexpectedly good-looking.

She still felt dizzy and had a headache when she lay down. Mu Xuanying looked at Mo Yu for a while, then closed her eyes and continued to sleep.

There are three poles in the sun, and Yangzhou in May is so hot that people feel uncomfortable all over.

Thanks to the big pond and many big-leaved trees built in the other courtyard, the temperature is much cooler than other places, so Su Jixian, who can't stand the heat, can sleep peacefully until noon.

He was awakened by a ball of fluffy things, and he opened his eyes in a daze. A snow-white ball of fur was laying on the side of the pillow and rubbing his head against his face. Seeing that he was awake, he happily licked it. .

"Ah... Yuanxiao?" Su Jixian stretched out his hand to hold down the hair ball, and rubbed the fluffy white hair, "Did Lingfeng pick you up?"

The chubby little fox flicked its tail and licked his chin.

"There's a lot of hair growing out, so you're better." He propped himself up and sat up. Although he didn't feel he had a hangover headache because of the hangover soup last night, he was still a little dizzy, so he leaned against the head of the bed to relax. , stretched out his hand to hold Yuanxiao in his arms.

The little fox didn't move, and lay obediently in his arms, patting his stomach with its tail flicking.

Su Jixian touched its head, lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed, when Lu Lingfeng walked in, with a white cat squatting on his shoulder.

"My lord is awake." Lu Lingfeng took a few steps forward and helped him to get dressed, "The lunch is ready. My lord was drunk yesterday, so today's meal should not be greasy, so I made it lighter."

"Ah."

"By the way, there are still some things." Lu Lingfeng took the fox aside, shook off the coat and put it on for Su Jixian, "I caught the secret work in the other courtyard, young master, do you want to take a look?"

"Go later."

"The owner of the hidden sword sent a message, inviting you to visit the mansion. If Lingfeng guessed correctly, it should be Miss Ye Liu who is ill. I would like to take this opportunity to ask Miss Yue for a consultation."

"Reply, tomorrow morning I will take Yue'er to visit."

"The officials of Yangzhou have sent the river channel notes in recent years to the mansion, and Lingfeng has put them in the study."

"Well, please let me know. This afternoon, I will go out for inspection, and the officials from Yangzhou and He Bo from all over the place will accompany me."

"Yes."

Su Ji’s subordinates are not free to eat. Although he has to deal with the affairs of both the Yinyuanhui and the court, some minor matters that are not very important are handled by the subordinates, and the more important needs are sent to him. There are not too many things he decides on his own.

After lunch, Su Jixian walked in the back garden for a while, and then slowly turned to the wooden door next to the study, which was similar to a small kitchen, opened the secret door, and walked into the secret passage with night pearls as lights.

The secret passage is tortuous, and every time you turn a corner, you have to buckle on the wall a few times, and it takes about half a stick of incense to reach the end.

Different from the darkness of the secret passage, the dungeon is very bright and tidy. The instruments of torture are neatly arranged on the table by the wall and polished so that there is no smell of blood.

The detailed work was tied to the cross wooden frame, and the black iron buckle passed through the lute bone, and was locked on the wooden frame, making it impossible to move at all.The clothes on her body were only a little messy, and there were no traces of torture, but her breathing was chaotic and weak, as if she was dying.

"It's a woman, this face is really beautiful." Su Jixian chuckled, stretched out his hand to caress her face, raised it slightly, his eyes were dark and deep, "Hey, tell me, you are going to deal with me, Or Chen Yue?"

His voice was very soft, so gentle that it was almost bewitching. The woman's gaze became confused almost instantly, and the hoarse voice continued intermittently: "Chen...Chen Yue...to provoke...to harm..."

"Oh, you thought Yue'er's excellent medical skills could protect me, so you decided to attack Yue'er..." He withdrew his hand, wiped his palms and five fingers with a handkerchief, his movements were graceful, and his expression was loose, "Break the way out, put People are driven to isolation and desperation, which is like the eunuch Jing Zhong's style."

For Jing Zhong, Su Jixian can be said to be quite annoying.The moth who fawned on the concubine and kept the prince Li Heng out of business all day long, and the scum that dragged him back when he and Yang Guozhong were pinching each other, if he hadn't been hiding beside Li Heng, he would have killed him a long time ago.

However, it's okay to be alive, anyway, he is not the only one who regards Jingzhong as a thorn in his side.

"Hello, Duoxin Pill, after training/teaching, throw it into Xu Guogong's back house." Su Jixian threw away the handkerchief, his eyebrows lowered, as gentle and elegant as a son of an aristocratic family who wanders in spring and knows no worries, "Let the two of them slowly fight."

The black-clothed Yin Yuanwei who stood aside responded in a low voice, and went back to get the medicine from the medicine rack.

Slowly letting out a breath of gloom, Su Jixian took Lu Lingfeng out of the dungeon, preparing to go to the study to deal with the sent river notes.

"Ugh--"

In the pharmacy, Mu Xuanying lay on the table and let out a long sigh.

Chen Yue cut the Ganoderma lucidum without raising her head and asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." He was listless, holding a fresh bamboo leaf in his hand, "Suddenly, I feel a little envious of you and Xiaoxian."

She was a little surprised, raised her eyes and glanced at him, "What is there to envy?"

"You and Xiaoxian have never been separated from the beginning, unlike me and Brother Yu... He is in the Valley of the Wicked, and I am in the Haoqi League. There is no balance between good and evil. I don't even know when... I will send the sword to you. Brother Yu's chest, or died under his palm..." Mu Xuanying closed her eyes, with a sad expression on her face, "Farewell to Fenghua, it's hard to be the same..."

Chen Yue's movements stopped, her eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she quickly lowered her head to cut the Ganoderma lucidum again, "Sometimes I think it would be better if I wasn't by my brother's side..."

If she hadn't been separated from Su Jixian from the very beginning, maybe she wouldn't have watched him struggle to climb up and be cruel to herself, but she couldn't do anything about it.

Not being able to survive the years of the weak crown haunts her like a curse. She doesn't know if she can break the curse, so she can only try her best to recuperate Su Jixian, pretending not to see his injuries again and again.

Su Jixian never told her those dark things, and he never let her see him injured and embarrassed after coming to Yinyuanhui, but... she knew it all, she knew it all.

"I don't care how many people my brother has killed, whether the people he kills are innocent or not, and how vicious his methods are," Chen Yue said softly, with a calm and firm tone, "Even if he is a wicked person or an evil way, I don't care. I Just knowing that he is my brother is enough."

"But..." Mu Xuanying was a little confused, her fingers unconsciously tightened, and the bamboo leaves were rubbed into her palm, "But..."

He didn't know how to refute, or even whether he should refute. He stared blankly at the demure Chen Yue for a while, and finally closed his eyes, buried his face in his arms, and sighed helplessly.

The author has something to say: Jing Zhong: Prince Li Heng was a popular eunuch, after Li Heng ascended the throne and became Emperor Suzong, Jing Zhong was named Li Fuguo