Rebirth of the Son Raiders

The collection of poems has been released for more than a month, but there is still no news about the poet. No one knows where he was born and what his life was like.

Lin Yanhong once suspected that this person was a hermit and was related to the ancestors of the Lin family, otherwise his poems would not have been preserved in ancient jade.

But he tested his uncle Lin Jun, he also believed in his father Lin Feng, and even mentioned the "strange event" that happened in Qingtong Academy in his family letter with Lin Qiongde, but he didn't get any special response.

So he wasn't quite sure about his guess.

Although there are many questions that have not been answered, Lin Yanhong is still in a good mood.

He does not want these poems to be dusty, and he does not want them to be seized and misappropriated by people who deceive the world and steal their names. Lin Yanhong feels very honored to be able to show them in the sun.

It is expected that Lin Yanxing will be shocked when he sees this collection of poems, and he will not dare to act rashly in a short period of time. Finally, Lin Yanhong doesn't have to act as nervously as before, but slows down and slowly records the ancient jade in the ancient characters of the Yong Kingdom. The ancient scrolls were translated.

Seeing that he was thinking about reading to himself before going to bed, Li Jingcheng knew that he was in a good mood, so he put on the quilt decisively, put it on his lap, and stared at his mouth motionlessly.

This is the usual posture of little wolf cubs, but now it is made by such a big living person, let alone whether it is strange or not, the position alone seems a bit crowded.

Before, because Lin Yanhong had to translate the contents of the ancient scrolls, his mind was tense for a while, and his whole body was immersed in it. Even Zhi Xuetang's homework was inevitably a little slack, so naturally he didn't have the time to continue the usual interaction with the little wolf cub before going to bed.

Now that he picked up the book to read to Li Jingcheng, he originally wanted to make it up to him, but he felt awkward and inexplicably flustered by someone doing this to him.

Lin Yanhong sat up gently, trying to move his legs, but they were firmly pressed by someone, and he couldn't move them away. He looked down and saw Li Jingcheng staring at his mouth, as if he was listening (watching) him reading very seriously. The handsome face carried the innocence of a teenager.

"When you get up... you have to look like you're reading when you're studying. How decent is it to lie on your stomach like this." He stretched out his hand and pushed the quilt covering Li Jingcheng's body as he spoke.

It's a pity that a certain person was not moved at all. Instead, he pressed his whole body on Lin Yanhong's lap, and retorted confidently: "Go to sleep."

It was only then that Lin Yanhong remembered that they were not really spending their study time now.

——It’s just a short reading before going to bed, it seems that there is really no need to sit up straight and behave like in the imperial library...

Lin Yanhong was at a loss, and after much deliberation, he could only say: "Then sit up a bit...it's a bit hot."

It was already August at this time. Although Qingtong Academy is located in Qingtong Mountain and there is Fengqi Lake next to it, but it is the hot summer time, and the nights can't be said to be so cool.

The ice prepared by the academy for the students was used in the halls and lecture halls. Many students from well-to-do families could not bear the heat, so they ordered their servants to buy ice for use. The academy did not stop them from doing so.

The so-called "Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, they must first suffer their minds and wills, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, empty their bodies, and mess up their actions", but not everyone is like this, it is like this all the time .

In Lin Yanhong's room lived a His Royal Highness, even if he himself was not afraid of heat because of his physique and ancient jade, he could not warm Li Jingcheng, especially the furry little wolf cub, so Lin Yanhong's room was covered with ice. Not a lot.

Lin Yanhong found an "excuse" that was not plausible, and Li Jingcheng looked at him intently, until his ears turned red from seeing him, and then "be honest and obedient".

When he regained his human body, he didn't have time to put on his clothes, so Li Jingcheng finally sat up. He wrapped the thin quilt around his body, and some skin on his chest came out, which was faintly visible in the dim candlelight.

"You haven't gone out with me these few days. Is it Nianbei who is teaching you martial arts?" Lin Yanhong held the mentality of seeing no evil, his eyes moved slightly, he looked at the book in his hand, and found a topic at random.

Twenty-seven shadow guards of the Wangfu, whose alias was Nianbei, came to Yuntong with them. On the one hand, he wanted to protect Prince Yu's son nearby, and on the other hand, he wanted to teach His Royal Highness how to practice martial arts.

As the only son of King Yu who guards the northern border, Li Jingcheng will one day lead his soldiers to face the monsters on the border between Liang and Yong. He could not recover his human form when he was young, and he could not practice martial arts. But now he can control his ancestors to return. The state of the soul, so many things can already start.

Lin Yanhong heard Li Jingcheng say it once, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that he has time and energy, he wants to ask about their progress.

Before he could get an answer from the other party, Lin Yanhong stretched out an arm in front of his eyes.

He followed Li Jingcheng's hand in puzzlement, and his eyes unconsciously stayed on the slightly swollen arm of the other party. Then he looked over there and saw the deep and expectant eyes of the other party, as if I am inviting Lin Yanhong to pinch it to see if it works.

Probably because he often pinches the little wolf cub's claws, he has already gotten into the habit of pinching. Seeing this look, Lin Yanhong stretched out his hand out of nowhere, put it on his arm and pinched it.

Because the owner of the arm exerted strength, it really felt a bit hard to the touch, as if there was a vigorous force hidden in it, which was still growing gradually.

Lin Yanhong can imagine that in ten or twenty years, Li Jingcheng will become tall, mighty and unstoppable like King Yu that Lin Yanhong saw.

Lin Yanhong thought, at that time, Li Jingcheng would be a mighty warrior of the royal family in the north, guarding the border, and he himself should have already got an official position, and he would participate in government affairs somewhere, and they would be separated.

He might think of this period of time when the two of them were brothers and sisters, but he didn't know if Li Jingcheng would still remember this period of time when he grew up.

The pride in my heart that "my family has a child who is just growing up" is not only joyful, but also a little bit sour, as if seeing the baby bird spread its wings and never return, the adult bird is relieved and lost.

Li Jingcheng was very dissatisfied when he saw Lin Yanhong pinching his arm and became stunned. He grabbed Lin Yanhong's hand and held it to his chest, which suddenly woke up someone who was far away in his thoughts.

"Do... what?!"

"injured."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yanhong immediately put the surprise and embarrassment behind him, and asked anxiously, "Injured? Are you injured? Where is the injury?"

Li Jingcheng pulled the quilt aside a little, exposing his chest, and said with a bit of grievance in his tone, "Nianbei hit me."

Lin Yanhong saw that there were indeed some bruises on his wheat-colored chest, and immediately felt distressed: "Didn't you say that you just started practicing martial arts? How could there be so many injuries?"

Although he doesn't understand these things, he also knows that people who practice martial arts will inevitably suffer from pain - and only when they are injured and know what pain is, can they truly grow and learn to think of ways to stop themselves from being hurt.

But he never imagined that Nianbei didn't care about Li Jingcheng's identity at all. Could it be that their drills in Prince Yu's Mansion are so strict and cruel that even the prince can't hide?

Lin Yanhong's anxious and distressed eyes made the corners of Li Jingcheng's mouth curl up a little, but soon he became expressionless again, more and more like his father.

Lin Yanhong focused on the bruise on his chest, and didn't notice the change on someone's face at all, so he didn't know that he was "fooled".

Li Jingcheng grabbed his hand and pressed it against his chest: "It won't hurt if you rub it."

Lin Yanhong knew that this was to rub the bruises away, so he rubbed them for him. He moved carefully and asked gently: "Nianbei should have prepared medicated oil for you. Where is it? Let's take it out and rub it on, okay?" Be quick."

In fact, these bruises are nothing in the eyes of martial arts practitioners. Even if Yu Wang is here, he will not feel sorry for his son. These can only deceive Lin Yanhong, a "layman". The young master uses medicinal oil.

"It tastes great." Li Jingcheng replied convincingly while enjoying the feeling of Lin Yanhong's hand touching his body.

Lin Yanhong disapproved and said strangely: "How strong is that smell? Be obedient, take it out quickly, and I will wipe it for you."

Seeing that Li Jingcheng stopped talking, he simply said to the outside world: "Nianbei, Nianbei..." It doesn't matter if this guy is disobedient, he can ask Nianbei directly.

It's a pity that before he could call someone over, he was thrown onto the bed by someone. The boy still buried his head in Lin Yanhong's arms and said in a low voice, "Sleep, get up early."

Then he pulled the quilt up to cover his head, and when Lin Yanhong lifted it again, he had turned into a little wolf cub with his limbs sprawled across Lin Yanhong's chest, pretending to be asleep motionless.

He became like this, even if the medicinal wine came, he couldn't wipe it off. Lin Yanhong could only give up, and patted his little butt helplessly: "Okay, it's better to have a rest earlier."

The little guy flicked his tail as a response, and then stopped moving.

Lin Yanhong held it in his arms and squeezed its little paws, which were furry and soft, which felt completely different from pinching someone's shoulder.

He thought in his heart that he was really worrying for nothing. Lin Yanhong no longer cared about the sorrow of parting that he didn't know when it would come, and fell into a dream with a round little fur ball.

In the outer room, Nian Bei was lying on a simple wooden couch, shrouded in the moonlight through the window paper, with a complicated look in his eyes.

But soon, he turned over to face the wall, and slowly closed his eyes.

……

Qingtong Academy will be closed for one day every five days, and an extra day will be closed at the end of each month, because many people have prepared residences in Yuntong City, so they will go back to live for one night at this time to relax.

It was the day when the museum was closed again, this time Lin Yanhong declined Lin Jun's invitation, and went straight back to his yard in Yuntong City with Little Wolf Cub and Nianbei.

At this time, Aunt Chun would try her best to make up for Lin Yanhong's "thin" flesh, so she also took Amber away to help her.

Xiao Yansi was taking a nap, and seeing that only the young master and his pet dog were in the yard, and there was no one else, He Chang said to Lin Yanhong with a happy face: "Master, there is news over there."

Lin Yanhong was a little surprised when he heard the words: "There is news so soon... Where is it?"

"It's a yard in Shengping Lane. It's not big, but there are two entrances and a well. It was just vacated."

The author has something to say: Thank you for Mengmeng Bayuehuaxiang's □□ feeding, Mengmeng Zhuyou and Gia's minefeeding~! (*╯3╰)