I know I was wrong

When Yan Shirong woke up, it was already high in the sun, the heavy rain in Beijing last night made the sky blue.

"Master, you're awake." Chenggui fetched water for him to wash up, "Today Wenniang made soft cakes, go and taste them, it's sure to be soft and fragrant."

Yan Shirong asked softly, "Where's Xue Cuo?"

Chenggui said: "The commander sent you back to the mansion and left."

Yan Shirong was puzzled: "Where did he go?"

Chenggui replied: "Yesterday, Commander-in-Chief was supposed to go to Mingzhou to handle the case, but he heard that your whereabouts were unknown, and he was worried, so he went to the suburbs to look for you. As soon as we sent you back, Master Lian was at the gate of the mansion." Waiting for him, he has probably left Beijing for Mingzhou by now."

Yan Shirong was taken aback, last night in the carriage he asked Xue Cuo if he came to find him on purpose, Xue Cuo explained that there was progress in Chi Taishou's case, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that Xue Cuo was lying to him.

Unexpectedly, there was real progress.

——It’s just that Xue Cuo delayed his departure in order to find him.

Yesterday, Xue Cuo got caught in the rain looking for him. He was so wet that he set off to Jiangnan to handle the case before he had time to dry off.Recalling Xue Cuo's deep pool-like eyes in the dark night, Yan Shirong could only feel his chest beating fast.

Chenggui tentatively asked: "Then are you still going to Honglian Division today?"

Yan Shirong shook his head, "I won't go."

The commander is not here, why is he there?

In the evening, Lord Li Xiaohou came to eat dinner, and seeing Yan Shirong's listless face, he asked Chenggui, "What's wrong with him?"

Cheng Gui smiled, shook his head and stepped back.

Li Zhu said mysteriously: "I heard that Xue Cuo has left."

Hearing the word Xue Cuo, Yan Shirong suddenly looked at Li Zhu.

Li Zhu continued: "It is said that he went to Mingzhou to investigate the case, Mingzhou, that is far away, hundreds of thousands of miles away!"

Yan Shirong frowned and did not speak.

Li Zhu gave a sneaky laugh: "Meilou? Arrangements?"

Everyone knows that the commander of the Red Lotus Division loves to kill chickens to make an example of monkeys, and the little prince is the chicken on his way to sweep up pornography.Li Zhu felt that Xue Cuo was currently in the south of the Yangtze River, out of reach, and it was the best opportunity for Yan Shirong to show off his flair. Except for Xue Cuo, who would dare to embarrass his younger brother?

Yan Shirong glanced at him resentfully: "You can pull you down. Someone offered me a deer whip, you can take it away, and ask the family to make up for you. Be careful not to lose your body."

Master Li Xiaohou scolded "Get out", and left the prince's mansion angrily.

Yan Shirong looked at the bright moon and sighed, thinking that since Xue Cuo left, life has become more and more boring.

Life used to be boring, but fortunately, I could see Xue Cuo every now and then—although the reason for meeting was not very honorable.

Thinking of him as the great Sixth Prince of Wei, meeting his sweetheart had to be done by visiting a kiln and being captured by Hongliansi.

Useless, really useless.

Depressed, really depressed.

He asked Chenggui: "Is there any way to relieve boredom?"

Cheng Gui rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid that only Princess Zhuo Lingchang can let me have some fun?"

This statement is true, who is the best in Beijing and China when it comes to having fun, and Zhuo Ling is the second, no one dares to be the first with a shy face.

After the son-in-law committed suicide, she began to behave recklessly, and gradually realized that there is no peak for wanton behavior.When the roc rides the wind in one day, she can wave ninety thousand miles with her spirit.

Seeing Yan Shirong coming, she raised her phoenix eyes, but smiled: "Xiao Liu is here."

Yan Shirong nodded and sat down, only then did he realize that the three or four male favorites behind his sister were all clean, elegant and upright, neither flattering nor flattering, with green shirts and loose clothes.Seeing him coming, he bowed slightly to salute, and then just stood upright after finishing.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, Zhuo Ling yelled that he had someone in mind, and asked his father and queen mother to marry him, and that person was Cheng Xiu, the eldest son of Cheng Yi, Duke of Wei.It was just that day when Zhuo Ling rode his horse and swiped the whip in the city, the horse lost control for a while and accidentally trampled Cheng Xiu down.When Cheng Xiu saw her screaming on the horseback, Wen Zhierlang also endured the pain and pulled the reins to lower the horse for her.The horse calmed down, Cheng Xiu picked up the white jade hairpin she had fallen on the ground, and said, "Miss, are you alright?"

After they got married, Zhuo Ling became more and more cuddly, and made soup for her husband with the hand printed with the Chuan Guo Yuxi.At the palace banquet, Yan Shirong saw Cheng Xiu on one side, the man was wearing a blue shirt that was not stained with dust, and the eyes looking back at Zhuo Ling were also full of affection.

Unexpectedly, their Cheng family turned against each other in the end.Maybe for them, Zhuo Ling is just a ladder to climb the clouds.

"Sister." Yan Shirong glanced at the group of male pets behind her, and called out in a low voice.

Zhuo Ling was happy, and introduced them to Yan Shirong one by one: "This is Li Yin, this is Du Mu, this is Luo Qing, and this is Zhou Zhang. Whichever one you like, sister will give it to you."

"Sister!" Yan Shirong frowned, disliking Zhuo Ling's current appearance.

Zhuo Ling stopped teasing him, and waved to the male pets: "You all go down."

Everyone withdrew, and the green shirts were dim.

Seeing that Yan Shirong was silent, Zhuo Ling patted him: "Why do you see that your soul is gone today? Who snatched away our Xiaoliu's soul?"

Yan Shirong whispered: "I didn't hook it away."

Zhuo Ling grasped the essence at once, and struck knowingly: "Is there really such a person? Talk to sister quickly."

Yan Shirong thought for a while, then said hesitantly: "I have a friend who found out that he likes someone."

Zhuo Ling hurriedly asked: "Who do you like?"

Yan Shirong: "..."

Zhuo Ling followed him and said, "Alright, alright, friend, friend, keep talking."

Yan Shirong said: "My friend, his sweetheart is cold-faced, but occasionally treats me very... very kind to my friend, my friend doesn't know how to behave."

Zhuo Ling secretly wondered: "Act? Is it the one I thought of?"

Yan Shirong sipped his tea and asked, "Which action do you want?"

"Have sex."

After taking a sip of tea, Yan Shirong coughed continuously, and heard Zhuo Ling say: "People with cold faces usually have a lot of thoughts, you... well, your friend has to be patient to find out, girl, it's right to be shy, you can You can't be timid, it's serious to be a bully. There are some girls who are cold-hearted and eager to catch, if it's really a concubine who wants to, as long as you are brave and careful, you can get things done."

It turned out that Zhuo Ling regarded that person as a woman, and she said again: "When she is upset, you have to touch her along her hair, and you can do whatever she says."

Yan Shirong also had no choice but to make mistakes: "The key is my friend, he doesn't know if it's really consensual."

Zhuo Ling looked at Yan Shirong with hatred for being weak, the good looks passed down from their Yan family's ancestors, passed down to this generation, and Yan Shirong had a face like a fairy again.At this moment, the person with such a face tells himself that he does not know whether the person he likes also likes him.

Zhuo Ling couldn't help but groaned heavily, not living up to expectations, so disappointing!

Whether it is her own younger brother, Zhuo Ling still gave him an idea: "In this way, you intentionally try to get close to her, if she doesn't push you away, then it is wishful thinking." As she spoke, she looked at her With Yan Shirong's exquisite face, she still couldn't help saying: "Your friend really has a face for nothing. With this face, any woman is easy to grasp."

Yan Shirong blushed and jumped for joy, but immediately became depressed again, and whispered: "He is not a woman."

"It's the same for men!" Zhuo Ling beckoned at Juanzi, winking and resolutely said, "You have nothing to do recently, come to my sister's house, and my sister will give you a good enlightenment."

As if remembering something, Zhuo Ling suddenly frowned: "Which man do you think you like?"

Yan Shirong couldn't wait to get into the hole.

Zhuo Ling didn't force her to ask, she gradually understood that no matter how many updates were made to "Tao Li Lu", this son of He Jing was just a cover-up.He knows who he likes.

Yan Shirong spent one month studying at Princess Zhuo Lingchang's mansion, and he was more serious than studying at the Imperial College.

Zhuo Ling is a woman after all, so she can only provide him with some written materials, such as classics such as the Eighteen Forms of Longyang, but she said: "The reason why the erotic pictures can be handed down to the present must have some merits." Yes, the so-called take the essence and discard the dross.”

Yan Shirong nodded, and borrowed almost all of Zhuo Ling's collections on this subject, and got a general understanding of the dry road.

When the last copy was borrowed, Xue Cuo returned to Beijing.

He hid the picture book in his sleeve, and happily went to Honglian Division to see people.

One month later, I heard that Xue Cuo went to the south of the Yangtze River this time and arrested many people.

The affairs of the court were quite cumbersome, seeing Yan Shirong came, Xue Cuo calmed down a little bit.

Yan Shirong said: "You have gone to Jiangnan."

Xue Cuo nodded: "Just returned."

...belonging to looking for something to say.

Yan Shirong persevered in the conversation: "I heard that all the girls in Jiangnan Painting Boats are picturesque."

"What?" Xue Cuo obviously misunderstood, his eyes were cold: "Do you want to go?"

"did you go?"

"No."

Yan Shirong had a regretful expression on his face, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

Xue Cuo had a full view of his regretful expression, and couldn't help saying angrily: "Kill your thoughts in your stomach, if you dare to go to Jiangnan whoring, I will break your legs."

Yan Shirong felt that he couldn't communicate with this person, so he flung his sleeves and left Hongliansi.

However, the swing of his sleeve was quite wide, so big that he also threw out the picture album in the sleeve, so as not to die, Xue Cuo just followed.

Yan Shirong turned pale with shock: "Give it back to me!"

Xue Cuo held the picture book in his hand and already opened a page, then closed the book with a strange expression.

Yan Shirong wanted to run away in a hurry, but Xue Cuo grabbed his shoulder.

Yan Shirong flattered her: "Actually... I can explain...you have to listen to my explanation!"

"You don't have to explain."

Yan Shirong opened and closed her small mouth a few times, and finally lowered her head listlessly.

"I'll ask."

Yan Shirong suddenly raised his head and looked at Xue Cuo.

Xue Cuo asked, "You really like men?"

Three points of hesitation, seven points of determination.

Yan Shirong bit his tongue when he opened his mouth. After all, he is the commander of the Honglian Division. He has tried suspicious cases in Beijing and China. This question got to the crux of the matter.

Yan Shirong's face burned, his heart was pounding, and he buried his head even lower: "Yes."

"Is everything in "Tao Li Lu" true?"

Yan Shirong thought for a while, "It's only half-truth and half-false."

"Half truth? Did you really force those people?"

Yan Shirong spit out a mouthful of blood: "Do you think my body can force so many heroes in Beijing, Ye Yuqilang?"

Xue Cuo sat down sullenly, yes, in fact, he always knew in his heart that "Tao Li Lu" was exaggerated, but he was so angry that he still couldn't help asking him.

He wants to hear him say no.

Being silent, Xue Cuo suddenly raised his head and raised his voice, "The book boy who accompanied you to study when you were young really—" He paused, let out a breath, and asked in a deep voice, "Was the bed with you?"

Yan Shirong was puzzled: "No, who told this?"

He suddenly recalled that when he was young, because Jin Zhuo was often spanked by sacrificial wine for him, his buttocks were very strong, and classmates like Li Xiaohou said that his buttocks were cheap and acted appropriately.Everyone laughed, and you made some messy jokes with each other.

Unexpectedly, Xue Cuo would turn over this matter with the passage of time, Yan Shirong's neck was stuck, the pink burned to the tips of his ears, he raised his voice and said angrily: "Of course not!"

Xue Cuo breathed a sigh of relief and coughed: "You go."

Yan Shirong left Honglian Division with a sad face.

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