Rebellious officials bow their heads

The surrounding air seemed to freeze. He turned his head and saw Xu Yanzheng sitting on the other side, flipping through the half of the book that was incomplete, then raised his head and looked at him, with deep undercurrents in his eyes.

Xie Linze laughed twice, pretending to be weak and lying on the table, "I just woke up, and I don't even know how long I slept. I'm going to starve to death now. Hurry up and ask Beiluo to bring food in..."

Xu Yan grabbed the corner of his robe to his side, he insisted on clinging to the corner of the desk and did not let go, the desk was dragged until it creaked.

"Xu Yan, think about it, we are in the enemy's camp now, and you beat their king, so we should study how to escape, don't you think so?" Xie Linze tilted his head to look at him.

Xu Yan cast a condescending shadow and did not speak.

"Besides, didn't you say that the Frosan in my body has not been removed?" He rolled his eyelids, and his pupils were like bright and magnificent rubies.

Xu Yan didn't wait for the other party to continue looking for reasons, he stretched out his hand and pulled Xie Linze to his side, pressed him tightly on the soft felt, and pulled the other party's arms above his head.

Xie Linze felt a blur in front of his eyes, and landed on the opponent's body. Seeing Xu Yan's hand brushing his neck and going down, he hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, there are still a bunch of guards outside... "

Before he could finish his words, Xu Yan's slender fingers pressed on his Adam's apple, the sensitive part was touched and pressed, he swallowed obviously, and looked at the man above him with wide eyes.

Xu Yan's voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded unusually sexy, "Don't talk."

He turned his head, took the torn pages from the book, and hung them in front of Xie Linze, without any intention of asking the other party's opinion, "I think this posture is very good."

The naked body on the paper showed an extremely difficult movement, chimeric with another man, and zoomed in on him at close range. Xie Linze was shocked and said in disbelief: "This is a painting, no It might work..."

The voice at the back was stuck because of the opponent's movement. The palm continued to move downstream, and it was about to get into his clothes. He raised his foot and kicked it on Xu Yan's face.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the room fell into a dead silence. Xu Yan was forced to let go of his hands, his face pressed against the other's bare feet, and he closed his eyes deeply. It took a long time before he spoke out with undisguised distress :"Why?"

Xie Linze looked away guiltily, scratched his face, "Well, because I don't want to be down there... eh!"

The next moment he felt that Xu Yan was holding his ankle, and he was lifted upside down, the blood all over his body poured into his brain, and his eyes were dizzy, "Xu Yan, you bastard, if you have anything to discuss, please let me down quickly." !"

"There's no need to discuss it with you."

The man's voice came from above, and Xie Linze grabbed his trouser legs shakingly. He hadn't eaten for a long time, and he was only supported by Zhou Yuan's Qihuang technique until now. Getting limp, "I mean it, I'm starving to death..."

Hearing that Xu Yan put him down, Xie Linze fell to the ground and sat up from the blanket.

The two faced each other, Xu Yan stared at the man for a while, the lingering anger in his heart dissipated, thinking of the fragments he had read just now, he said meaningfully: "Don't you just want to go up? There is always a chance."

Of course, Xie Linze didn't understand the other party's thoughts, and when he heard this sentence, he smiled and said, "Really?"

"Really." Xu Yanyan wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, got up and knocked on the door, asking the guard to bring in a meal.

When the food was placed on the table, there was a cold and hard leg of lamb in the earthen pot, which looked like it would break your teeth if you bite into it, there was also a bowl of soup with scattered egg yolks, a piece of rough and yellowed mutton. Steamed bun.

Facing the gazes of the two people turning around in unison, the guard froze, trying to save face and scolded Bei Rao, "What are you looking at? Do you think this is your Dazhao? What are the two prisoners so fussy about? What do you want to eat if you have something to eat?" Not bad!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around, slammed the door and locked it, leaving the two men in the room looking at each other.

Xie Linze asked, "What did he say?"

Xu Yan shook his head, "Don't worry about him, let's eat."

Xie Linze flicked the cold leg of lamb, "Is this from the ice cellar?"

Xu Yan took it, and Bei Rao was not used to using chopsticks, only a small wooden spoon, so he tore open the leg of lamb with his bare hands, revealing the not-too-hard meat inside, tore off a few pieces and put them in the egg porridge, "You It’s not good to eat this just after waking up, let’s drink some soup.”

After Xie Linze finished his meal, Xu Yan went to knock on the door and asked the guard to find two books to relieve his fatigue. The guard wanted to say impatiently why there were so many demands, but the pressure from the other party was too strong, so he could only be unhappy He went to ask He Liancheng for instructions, and after getting the answer, he searched all over and found a historical book.

Regardless of the taste of the food, Xie Linze was full, and he became lazy for a while, put a few brocade pillows under his body, lay on his side with his head propped on his arms, and followed Xu Yan who was walking around the room with his eyes.

Xu Yan took the history books from the guards, opened them for a while, and found that the records in them were understandable and not obscure. He chose the simplest part to teach Xie Linze.

The two of them can't leave here for the time being, and they can guard against He Liancheng and the others by learning a little bit. Beirao's pronunciation is mainly difficult, and it is not as good as Chinese.

Xie Linze was lying next to the table, as if he was born without the mind to learn other languages. Xu Yan said it several times, but he still remembered it wrongly. He was concentrating at the beginning, but later he turned his back to Xu Yan.

Xu Yan: "What about the horse?"

Xie Linze: "Bulubululu."

What kind of bird language was said, it was completely perfunctory, Xu Yan turned a page helplessly, "What about the snow disaster?"

"Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"...What about winter?"

"Boooooooooooooooh."

Xie Linze couldn't help laughing and rolled his eyes when he said that, Xu Yan behind him turned him over, "Is it fun?"

He looked at the other party and still couldn't stop smiling, "Your serious look is so interesting, I forget how to say it when I think about you."

This answer obviously satisfied Xu Yan, he bowed his head and kissed the corner of the man's lips.

After the two were under house arrest for three days, they spent the whole day idling in the room, bored, and couldn't stay any longer, so they found a way to get out, so the guard took them to see He Liancheng.

Passing through the dimly lit corridor, you can see the scenery outside the window. There is a thick accumulation of white snow on the branches among the trees, and a row of ice cones hangs under the house. The surging clouds and fog faded away, and a few rays of sunshine poured down.

He Liancheng was in a stone room full of miscellaneous things. Two candlesticks were lit on the stone pavilion for light. In the middle was a wide wooden table filled with various wine jars, exuding a strong aroma of wine. With his back to the two of them holding a wooden stick to stir the black coals of the stove, he said without looking back: "Are you going out?"

Xu Yan didn't answer him, but picked out Xie Linze who was drooling over the fine wine, "Just watch, not drink."

The blood in Xie Linze's eyes has faded in the past few days, and he blinked at him, "I'm already healed."

Xu Yan stood still, he could only droop his head in frustration, "Okay, I understand..."

He Liancheng, who turned around to witness this scene, twitched the corners of his mouth, "Why can you two take it for granted? Isn't this my wine?"