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Relying on his height, Yu Xingye didn't need to approach him, he just tilted his head to see what was going on in front of him.

The person who did it was acquainted by Yu Xingye, Pan Zhengqing, the son of Pan Nian, the inspector censor.At this time, he grabbed a beautiful young man's hair with one hand, bumped it straight against the wall, and shouted: "Miss Sisi is my son's first favorite. What are you, dare to fight with me?" The beautiful young man was white and slender , with red lips and white teeth, but it was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He hit his head against the wall without humming, took out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed Pan Zhengqing.

Pan Zhengqing had a lot of strength, twisted the beautiful boy's arm in an instant, lowered the knife, held it in his hand with his backhand, and stabbed the beautiful boy's chest with a grinning grin.

The young man desperately resisted his hand, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he saw the tip of the knife drop inch by inch.

"Bitch, don't you just rely on Yu Xingye to support you?" Pan Zhengqing gritted his teeth, his face twisted: "Shameless male favorite!"

"Stop spitting blood." The three people together with Yu Xingye jumped and scolded: "This person doesn't know Mr. Yu at all! What kind of male favorite!" After drinking, they were full of blood, thinking that they would give Yu Xingye Holding the injustice, he greeted his entourage and followers, rushed forward, and punched and kicked Pan Zhengqing.Seeing that he had a helper, the beautiful boy took the opportunity to stand up and stabbed Pan Zhengqing several times in the chaos.

When everyone came back to their senses, a large pool of blood slowly spread from under the twitching Pan Zhengqing's body, and the beautiful boy had long since disappeared.

When things got serious, when the guards of the inspection camp caught the murderer, Yu Xingye left nothing behind. Everyone can also testify that it was that strange handsome boy who did it, not Yu Xingye's male favourite.Yao Ximu, who just came back from Chu Gong, recovered his plain and handsome face, pouted: "Young Master, I just went to Chu Gong for a long time, why did I become a murderer when I came back?"

"It's not you, it's not you." Yu Xingye hugged him to comfort him, and kissed him on the forehead.

The people who inspected the camp saw that they were all well-known playboys in Beijing, and they all had great backgrounds, so they didn't dare to take anyone away.Only Yinlianfang was blocked, and the traces of the beautiful young murderer were searched everywhere.

After returning to the Grand Master's Mansion, Yu Xingye slept with Yao Ximu as usual. After undressing and washing, he shunned the maid and pulled Yao Ximu over: "How are you?"

Yao Ximu waved his hand away: "What's the matter? With my martial arts, I can kill him with one move. I didn't listen to you and pretended for so long." He touched his forehead and sucked in a cool breath. Angrily, "It's just a little pain here."

Yu Xingye reached out and touched it lightly, feeling a large lump under the mask: "The second idiot of the Pan family is famous for his brute force, you must be swollen after being hit by him like this." He got out of bed and took out the ointment, Turning back to Yao Ximu, he said: "The mask is off, I'll give you medicine."

"It's all right." Yao Ximu climbed to the end of the bed with the quilt pillow in his arms, and said grandly, "Don't be nervous about this little injury, I was fine when you cut me like that last time."

"Last time?" Yu Xingye was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Oh, the time you said about the assassination, I wasn't sure it was you, but I can guarantee that I will never let you die."

"Yeah." Yao Ximu shrank into the quilt and nodded, "It's not dead, it's just a river of blood."

"It's my fault, so I'll make amends to you." Yu Xingye groped for the edge of the other's leather mask, and gently peeled it off, revealing a face, which was the face of the beautiful boy who was wanted by the whole city.The beautiful boy Yubai's forehead was red and swollen, which looked shocking.Yu Xingye dipped his fingers into the ointment, carefully applied it to his wound, pressed it lightly, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Yao Ximu blinked, and suddenly said: "Whether I hurt or not has anything to do with you?"

Seeing his serious expression, Yu Xingye felt a "thump" in his heart, and said involuntarily, "What does it have to do with me? I'm afraid you'll be in pain." He leaned over to look at Yao Ximu, with deep affection in his eyes: "Yao Yao, I really feel sorry for you."

"Go away." Yao Ximu felt very oppressed, buried his head in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't use your pity and pity on me." Fingers rubbed the underwear on the side, and put it on again In front of his face, Yao Ximu showed a sly smile, his eyes curved: "I am a strong man, so I don't want you to feel bad."

Yu Xingye also smiled, pulled the quilt over and slept on the other side.

"What will happen after today's incident? Will people from the criminal department come to arrest you?" Yao Ximu couldn't fall asleep thinking about the situation just now.

"They dare not, just wait and see."

The bed was very big, Yao Ximu opened his eyes and looked at the curtain in front of him, the moonlight came in from the window, printing the shadows of the flowers in the sky on the quilt, it was filtered bright, dim and vague.

Yao Ximu stretched out his hand, watching the shadows fall sparsely on his skin, like an innate pattern.He remembered that when he was a child, he stayed overnight in Weixiaoju in winter. He couldn't sleep, so he quietly lifted the curtains a little, leaned out to see the snowy light printed on the window, and carefully counted the shadows of plum branches and flowers amidst the floating fragrance.The wind was rustling, and night owls wailed occasionally, so he hid under the blanket and into Jiang Wanzhou's arms.Jiang Wanzhou was woken up by him, and in a daze, she would put her arms around him, murmur a few words of complaint, and fall back into a deep sleep.

Why are those days gone forever?

What is Jiang Wanzhou doing?Will he miss me?

Deep in the night, Hua fell asleep, but Yao Ximu couldn't fall asleep. He began to miss Jiang Wanzhou uncontrollably, and his heart ached.All the old things from the past came to mind, even the incident that Jiang Wanzhou slapped himself when they met for the first time.He forced himself not to miss this person, he told himself like an outsider: wake up, he is not good to you.You like him and he likes you are completely different, you like him is willing to do everything for him, willing to give him anything.And he likes you?When he scolds you and beats you, and doesn't want you to pester him, you can't even enter his house.Don't tie you up with chains when you leave.He always treats you according to his own preferences, he doesn't even treat you as a human being.

Does this count as liking?

The so-called friendship of growing up together is like a quilt cover with pearly luster, and the glass scum inside can be splashed out with just a shake. In the past, I couldn't see it, so I desperately wanted to use the glass slag as a cotton cover. The cover was not warm, and he was covered in blood.Wishing to be in the same dust and ashes is just wishful thinking, and Jiang Wanzhou may not have such an idea at all.

Yao Ximu felt more and more unbearable, and sighed indistinctly.

"Yao Yao, do you have something on your mind?" A deep voice came from the other side of the bed, startling Yao Ximu.

"No." Yao Ximu subconsciously pulled the quilt over her head.

"I heard you sigh." As if knowing what he was thinking, Yu Xingye said softly: "It's not suitable to recall the past in the middle of the night, it will only make you addicted to the past, after all, people have to live for tomorrow."

"Master Yu, don't you ever think about the past?"

"Oh." Yu Xingye chuckled like a self-deprecating smile: "Occasionally, it's a pity that the past will never come back. Thinking about it will only increase your worries. Yao Yao, listen to me, close your eyes, empty your mind, everything Don't think, when you open it, it will be a new day."

Yu Xingye's magnetic voice could calm people down, Yao Ximu obeyed obediently, and fell asleep until dawn.

The inspector censor had only two sons, the eldest son was born with a disability, mental retardation, atrophied limbs, and was as thin as a ghost.All the hard work and hopes of the family were poured into the second child, but it is a pity that the second child was born in a wealthy family and grew up in the hands of a woman. His grandma, mother-in-law and aunts loved him like an ancestor.His father's expectations of his virtue, love, courtesy, wisdom, talent and elegance have all failed. As for cheating, cheating, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, he is quite capable.Although Pan Nian hated his son for not becoming a talent, he still counted on him to get married and start a business after he was a little older and more sensible, so as to continue the incense for the family.Never thought that he could die in Yinlianfang in full view of the public, the murderer was not found, let alone said, the young masters who participated in the brawl were as usual, and none of them were arrested for trial.

Someone else explained the situation in front of Pan Nian in an eloquent way, saying that there was a person competing with the second young master for a girl, and that person himself said that he was Yu Xingye's favorite boy.The second young master refused to accept it, so he started a fight with him. Yu Xingye came to see him, guarding the male favorite, pretending that he didn't know him, scolding the second young master, and deliberately making people surround and beat the second young master. The second young master was outnumbered, so he was beaten to death by them Yes, the people in the inspection battalion and the criminal department were afraid of Taishi Yu, and they didn't dare to put Yu Xingye in prison for interrogation.

After hearing these words, Pan Nian's eyes went dark, and the scene was full of uproar, and the face-to-face, who was crying and rushing to the ground, spoke, and pointed the finger at Grand Master Yu.

Here Pan Nian is bleeding from knocking his head outside the palace gate, begging the little emperor to make decisions for his child who died in vain, while Yu Xingye is asking his servants to compare Yao Ximu's size and rush to make some thinner spring shirts for him .

The peach blossoms have already fallen, and the new green bamboo shoots in the corner of the wall have been full of water, and they have grown tall overnight.The late spring sunshine fell on Yao Ximu's eyes, those eyes seemed to be filled with the last brilliance of spring.Yu Xingye leaned against the window, watching him choose the material for his clothes.

"I want this, this." Yao Ximu pointed to a brocade cloth with apricot yellow background, his eyes lit up: "This is beautiful, I want this."

"All of them." Yu Xingye ordered: "Send all Yao Yao's favorites, so that the masters who make clothes can hurry up, Yao Yao has no clothes to wear." He approached Yao Ximu and hung him The hair on the side of the cheek was brushed away, pinned behind the ear, and said the words deliberately to others: "However, I like that you have no clothes to wear."

Yao Ximu moved two steps to the side, glanced at him, and said, "If I don't have any clothes to wear, don't even think about having them."

"You will be fierce with me." Yu Xingye wrapped his arms around his shoulders, lowered his head and spoke in his ear.

The subordinates watch their noses with their eyes, and their mouths with their noses. They do their own things, and they have nothing to do with themselves.Only Rong Bin, Yu Xingye's entourage, stared at the two of them like a fool.Yao Ximu was a little embarrassed by him, Yu Xingye noticed it, and raised his head to curse: "Rong Bin, what are you doing staring at Yao Yao with such big eyes? You scare him, get out!"

Rong Bin rolled out as he said, and rolled back in after a while, saying: "My lord, the people from the Grand Master's side are here, please go over and talk about something."

"Yao Yao, wait for me here." Yu Xingye touched Yao Ximu's face reluctantly: "If you're bored, let them play dice with you, and I'll come back as soon as I go."

Yu Xingye hadn't returned since it was time to light the lanterns at night.

Yu Xingye went to Taishi Yu's study. Taishi Yu was practicing calligraphy. A handsome boy was grinding ink and paper for him. Seeing Yu Xingye coming in, he saluted, "Young master." Taishi Yu looked up and saw Yu Xingye, put After finishing the pen, he patted the boy's ass, and said, "Xiao Qiao, go out and play by yourself for a while." The boy quietly left, and then Grand Master Yu waved to Yu Xingye, saying: "Xingye, come and see how I write?"

Taishi Yu is good at calligraphy, especially cursive script, and his writing is as majestic as wind and thunder.But what Yu Xingye saw on the paper at this time was half of the "Ling Fei Jing" written in lower case letters. The stippling was clear and the writing was ingenious. He couldn't help but praise: "Father is so handy!"

"Hahaha." Grand Master Yu took a sip of the teacup on the side, bowed his head, and was very interested: "Pan Nian, the Zuodu censor, can't do it well, you did a good job."

"The child just wants to share his father's worries."

Taishi Yu tapped the rim of the teacup lightly with his finger a few times, and said: "In the next few days, you can go to live in the villa on Qixia Mountain for a few days, so as not to worry about staying in Beijing, and you won't have a good time playing. Don't worry about me Here, the kung fu of the guards around me were all taught by you, so I can trust you."

"Yes."

"Take your Yao Yao there as well." Taishi Yu waved his sleeves, with a coquettish gesture: "Take everything you want, and stay for a few more days."