Huaigui

He Lan Mingyue stopped talking when he heard the important point, Xie Bi couldn't help pushing him, and said urgently: "And then? You just left and came back?"

He nodded: "If that person is interested, he will come to me. It's not my style to stay put on a face."

"I think you are too confident, and he knows that your intentions are not pure." Xie Bi sighed, "If he comes, I have to persuade him not to believe such nonsense!"

Helan Mingyue smiled: "Why?"

Xie Bi said: "You said you have the Tiger Talisman of the Western Army, but the Western Army is gone, so what's the use of having the Tiger Talisman? Besides, he's been there for such a long time in the library pavilion in Baicheng, and he knows the ins and outs of it better than you. May believe that you are an outsider?"

He Lan Mingyue nodded: "You are right, so let's take a gamble."

"No gambling." Xie Bi shook his head and put the wine he brought with him on the table, "I won't bother you anymore, rest early, the road is full of dust, you don't feel tired."

After sniffing through the mud, it turned out to be good wine, Helan Mingyue sent him outside the courtyard, and then turned back.

He left Baicheng that day, and went to the Suiye border to join the caravan before heading back to Yinzhou.Helan Mingyue walked faster than other bodyguards, with a good horse and a sword, no one stopped her when she galloped for hundreds of miles. When she returned, it was night and a snowstorm was ready to go.

Xie Bi wanted to hear anecdotes about going to Baicheng, so she came with a drink.As a result, Helan Mingyue only talked about Mr. Zhu and the library, and Xie Bi was about to leave. At this moment, he looked at the jar of wine, and blushed a little bewildered.

I'm afraid Xie Bi is not really tired, but because the people who are taking a nap next to him don't want to stay longer.

Beside the bed, Gao Jing nestled in the four-wheeled vehicle, with a thick blanket covering his knees, leaning on the armrest and closing his eyes slightly.There was a flickering candle in his eyes, and after seeing Gao Jing's appearance, he put the oil lamp in the shadow, and the light dimmed. He Lan Mingyue walked over and put the wine jar under the table.

"You were listening just now." He Lan Mingyue said abruptly, with a cold tone.

Gao Jing closed his eyes and said "um", because the words he said were stuck together because of sleepiness: "I'm curious who he is, does your father have other blood behind your back?"

"The ages don't match." He Lan Mingyue said, "I asked my fourth uncle's father if he had any brothers and sisters. He did have an older brother, but that man was not there when he punished the three clans, and the dozen or so members of his family followed suit. I've gone. If this person's surname is He Lan, and he cares so much about his father's feud, he might be from a distant family."

Gao Jing didn't comment on this, but said, "Thank you."

This sentence came without any warning, He Lan Mingyue never expected to hear his words, and immediately thought to herself: I used to do things for him as a habit, I don't want to hear a word of gratitude now.

He turned to say: "It's late at night, why don't you go back to rest?"

Gao Jingdao: "I sleep a lot during the day, and I still don't feel sleepy. If you are tired, take a rest. I'm here... and I won't do anything. Are you afraid?"

He Lan Mingyue wasn't worried that Gao Jing would attack her: "You still have something to ask of me, don't you?"

Hearing this, the man looked up, and the red mole at the corner of his eye was extremely bright in the dim light, as if embellished with a drop of solidified light, making his eyes extremely affectionate, but Gao Jing only said: "Yes, I have I beg you."

Helan Mingyue came back with a basin of clean water from the outside and stood in the room, and began to take off her shirt.

First came the long jacket, then the narrow-sleeved outer shirt, and when the belt full of sundries at the waist was taken off, it clanged aside. "I'm afraid of what he's looking at." He kept his back to Gao Jing and took off his jacket.

It is different from the muscular but slightly thin figure when he was young. After living outside the Great Wall for three years and practicing riding and shooting a lot, Helan Mingyue's shoulders and backs are already a mature man.

The shoulders are broad and straight, the back muscles are beautifully shaped but not exaggerated, the body is whiter, but there are obvious sun marks on the arms and neck.Large and small wounds may be new or old, and the two terrifying slave marks still left deep marks. He has a straight back but does not feel any sense of shame, and the most shocking scar is another one——

There was a knife wound under the butterfly bone near the heart and lungs, and new skin and flesh grew on the inch-long red scar. After the scab fell off, an ugly scar was left, which may never disappear in a lifetime.

No one knows better than Gao Jing how this injury came about.

Helan Mingyue took a handkerchief and wiped it all over her body with cold water, then poured it out topless.When he came back, his feet were also bare, a pair of boots were placed at the door, and he closed the window smoothly, with snow still on his shoulders, and then he was going to sleep.

Sitting by the couch, Gao Jing suddenly said, "Aren't you cold?"

"It's good to get used to it." He Lan Mingyue said, then took another look at Gao Jing's tightly wrapped attire, and his eyes fell on the candlelight, "Do you want to keep a lamp?"

Gao Jing smiled wryly, "You know it's not very useful."

He was silent, and after a while, he put on his short coat and stood up and walked towards Gao Jing.One of them opened his clothes barefoot, while the other was afraid of air leakage. The contrast was very strange. He Lan Mingyue didn't intend to put on clothes, so she sat down in front of Gao Jing on the footstool beside the couch, and went to hold him without saying a word. feet.

Obviously he shouldn't feel it, but Gao Jing's heart jumped very hard. He wanted to withdraw it conditionedly, but he could do nothing when he saw He Lan Mingyue lifted the hem of his clothes and put the crippled leg on his knee.

Gao Jing's whole face flushed with embarrassment: "What are you doing, what are you doing?"

"Let me see." He Lan Mingyue said, probably the darkness can hide his indifference during the day, "It's not like there's no precedent for your meridians to recover, have your bones grown?"

Gao Jing shook his head: "I don't know, that day Gao Hong called someone to break my leg first, and later I couldn't tell where the Pingcheng soldier talisman was. He applied the medicine for me, and he was going to leave us to live in the suburbs for a while, but Gao Hong’s shadow guards came after him not long after, and the doctor told me to leave quickly, my family of five were killed by those people, and the corpses were exposed wilderness."

Her scalp tightened, and He Lan Mingyue didn't know how to respond, so she said "hmm" in a daze.From the beginning of spring to the beginning of winter, Gao Jing no longer wore a splint. He took off the bandage on his head, and saw dense wounds in the dark.

He Lan Mingyue remembered that his legs were beautiful, and he had stroked them countless times when they were tender, and the flesh hadn't grown well yet, but he didn't feel disgusted.He touched the knee with his fingertips, and his voice became much softer: "It seems to be completely broken. I don't know medical skills. What does Lin Shang say?"

"The conditions for fleeing all the way are too simple. If the imperial doctor in the imperial city might still have a way to reconnect the bones as soon as possible, but now it has been delayed for a long time..." Gao Jing sighed, "That's it."

When it comes to the fallen Ziwei City and the uncle who usurped the throne, Gao Jing doesn't seem to care much, and he can calmly plan to win people's hearts, without any instability at all.But as soon as he thought about the injured legs, the despair of resignation appeared again.

Does it hurt when you break it?What does it feel like to have a nail embedded in it?

A lot of things have been said, why are you still gritting your teeth and refusing to let go?

Helan Mingyue frowned and let him go: "It's not an option to cover it all the time, Yinzhou only has some medicine for bruises, you... just wait a little longer."

"Brother Mingyue, do you want to cure me?" Gao Jing said with a smile, and pushed the car closer to Helan Mingyue. Here you come. As long as you treat me with a good face, it will work better than any panacea."

He was slick again, the man's face was close at hand, and his changed temperament was clearly back to the way it was in the Yaoguang Pavilion. He Lan Mingyue suppressed the throbbing in his heart: "It's not good to sit here for a night, I'll send you to rest."

Gao Jing said, "You put on your clothes first."

Helan Mingyue smiled speciously, stretched out her hand to put on the outer robe, then took the jacket to cover Gao Jing's shoulders, and then slowly pushed people out of the east courtyard.

The wind and snow outside was not as turbulent as before, and it was two or three points more gentle, falling gracefully.Gao Jing stretched out his hand and shook it, his knuckles were red from the cold, but his expression was pleasantly surprised: "It's really beautiful to fly through the courtyard..."

"You didn't catch up with the white jacaranda to bloom, that's even more beautiful." He Lan Mingyue said, "The sun is shining, and the petals are transparent."

Gao Jing turned to look at him: "I heard from Xie Bi and Fourth Uncle that it is the spiritual tree in Saibei. It is not easy to bloom, and it also means that the old man returns home. How come it seems to be easy to see in your mouth?"

He Lanmingyue: "When I returned to Yinzhou, the white jacarandas bloomed in the courtyard. At first, I thought it might be destined. But after thinking about it a lot, I realized that the spring was cold and rainy for a long time, and the summer was over. It started to be hot early, so the flowering of Jacaranda may be related to the climate here."

Gao Jing stopped talking, thinking about his intentions, maybe he wanted to say that there are not so many coincidences?

Sure enough, the next moment, He Lan Mingyue said: "Since then, I no longer believe in destiny. Maybe Si Tianjian's astrolabe and prophecies are really credible, but to me, this name has never meant anything. "

Gao Jing tentatively said, "Mingyue..."

"My father gave it to me." He Lanmingyue lowered her eyes, her voice lowered, "Is it possible? The day I was born, it was just a beautiful moonlight."

Gao Jing suddenly realized, and also smiled: "It must be so."

When he returned to Gaojing's residence, Aman had already rested, and Lin Shang was not living with them in another room. Hearing the sound, he came out to have a look, and closed the door again after seeing nothing unusual.

The charcoal in the brazier in the house was extinguished, and the window was opened a crack, He Lan Mingyue closed it for Gao Jing.He supported Gao Jing by the back and put the man on the paved couch, his center of gravity was unstable when he bowed his waist. When the man suddenly grabbed He Lan Mingyue's front collar, he was caught off guard and was about to fall down and hold Gao Jing down.

In desperation, Helan Mingyue supported the edge of the bed with his wrists, but was sprained because of the wrong angle. He was in pain, and before he could yell, Gao Jing hooked him with strength from nowhere and pressed his lips against his.

He was kissed by Gao Jing involuntarily.

At first, her whole body was stiff, her wrist was still sore, Helan Mingyue wanted to dodge conditionedly, but her instinct was awakened faster than this.His eyelashes moved slightly, and he felt that the other party had no intention of letting go, so he closed his eyes and let Gao Jing move.

With lips and tongue intertwined, he heard the other party's breathing quicken, and he put his arms around Gao Jing's waist.

The response made Gao Jing obviously more excited, and he gasped heavily, as if he wanted to raise his waist and get closer to him.Helan Mingyue didn't move, all his movements were in vain, after a while Gao Jing let go as discouraged.

"What are you doing?" Helan Mingyue's breathing was actually very steady.

"I just want...to get close to you again." He said, hearing Helan Mingyue's "hmm", his heart fell heavily, as if he had been sinking into an abyss.

Wasn't he touched in any way, Gao Jing thought, but the warmth of being hugged was still there.

Hiding under the quilt, he tried his best to turn over and avoid Helan Mingyue.The movement of the cloth rubbing against the bed sounded extremely ambiguous, but Gao Jing couldn't stop feeling sore, he bit his lower lip tightly, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

For a moment, Helan Mingyue sighed, Gao Jing thought he was about to leave, but when the thick quilt was lifted, he lay on his side behind his back.He rubbed his arms heavily on his waist, and Gao Jing could hardly suppress his groan for this long-lost touch. He wanted to take a look, but Helan Mingyue hugged him.

"Don't look back," he said, wrapping his lips around the top spine at the back of his neck.

At the same time as the kiss fell, something warmed the back of his waist. Gao Jing was slightly surprised, and then he stretched out the arm across his waist, pressed his fingertips on the trouser waist and hooked down, revealing two petals of snow-white buttocks. Give it a hard pinch.

Gao Jing was in pain, and hurriedly wanted to hold him down: "No, no... what are you doing?"

Covered by the quilt, Helan Mingyue's knees pressed heavily on his thighs, and when she came over, her profuse penis pressed heavily against her waist.When did he get excited, and why did he do this, Gao Jing knew nothing but panic, he couldn't move his legs and feet, and the struggle of his hands was easily suppressed by He Lanmingyue.

His kiss ripped apart the back collar all the way along the spine, and the front also penetrated into the lower abdomen and rubbed the chest indiscriminately. The deep voice came from the back, as if passing through the chest cavity and a heart: "Didn't you want to be with me?" I'm close?"

"I didn't...I didn't mean that...you don't—ah..."

Before he finished resisting, Gao Jing's body completely softened.

In front of him, he could only see the shadows on the wall, which were reflected by the lights and wrapped into a ball, but he could also imagine how embarrassing he was now: his clothes were open, and his knees were forcibly separated from behind by Helan Mingyue, so sore and limp. And the hard penis slid from the crotch all the way to the heel of the leg.

He Lan Mingyue licked his butterfly bone, and ordered vaguely: "Open it a little."

Gao Jing felt dizzy, and tried to borrow some strength by holding on to the bed sheet, but he couldn't do it after several attempts, so he cried aggrievedly: "No... I don't have the strength in my knees, don't insult me..."

Helan Mingyue paused when she heard the words of caressing him, and hummed in a low voice, sounding like she wanted to laugh: "Be good, spread your legs, and don't bully you."

Gao Jing still wanted to say no, and He Lan Mingyue's arm inserted between his side waist and the mattress moved, patted his buttocks lightly, and pushed down to open the gap between the heels of his legs.Gao Jing was not allowed to react, and his sexual organs were thrust in with daggers and arrows.

The tacit understanding between the two bodies reached the limit, and even if they hadn't been intimate for a long time, they quickly recovered the heat of lust.Gao Jing felt that his lower abdomen was burning again, He Lan Mingyue pressed against him, hugging him tightly, while biting his bare shoulder, rubbing his lower body in and out, the warm sticky feeling between his legs was even worse.

His eyes became more and more dizzy, and he couldn't see anything, but his other feelings were magnified to the extreme.Gao Jing raised his hand to cover himself so as not to make a sound, but tears kept flowing.

He heard Helan Mingyue breathe harder, but it seemed more touching than when he was completely wrapped up without entering.Gao Jing swallowed and moaned, and He Lan Mingyue kissed his ear after being aware of his intentions: "Why didn't you make a sound?..."

Gao Jing shook his head, his tears were wiped away by his fingers.

When he was inserted hard, his genitals occasionally touched the pouch from behind, and Gao Jing almost screamed. This was too exciting, and he couldn't control it, humming intermittently.Helan Mingyue held down his leg and clamped herself even tighter, until it was somewhat hindered to pull it out, but it seemed to be satisfied.

He didn't say a word, just did it for a while, the pleasure gradually building up to the top and bursting out.He Lan snorted, touched Gao Jing's lips, but didn't kiss him again.

There were traces of his venting between his legs, Gao Jing heaved a sigh of relief, but there was an unsatisfactory regret in his heart.

Rubbing his waist back, with his back against Helan Mingyue's chest and abdomen, he felt that his heartbeat gradually calmed down from fast to slow, Gao Jing also calmed down a lot, and the tears on his cheeks dried up.

At first, he wanted to sleep with Helan Mingyue once, but he gave up. He Lanmingyue gave him all sincerity, and he couldn't bear it.

Now all she wants is a kiss, but Helan Mingyue doesn't want to give it.

This is what he thought was "close".

Gao Jing thought, is this all he wants?He knew he should bow his head and apologize, but what else?

Helan Mingyue doesn't seem to be unusual.

Gao Jing was burned all over by desire, but he was unable to move and didn't expect the other party to do anything else.Helan Mingyue sat up without moving for a while, and slowly regained his reason from the blank consciousness. He touched Gao Jing's forehead, silently helped him to tuck the quilt around the neckline, and when his fingertips brushed the scar on his neck, Shaked.

Gao Jing's tone was a bit uncomfortable, and he turned his back to him and asked, "Are you going back?"

Seeing his fragile back, Helan Mingyue recalled Gao Jing's violent resistance when his fingers touched Gao Jing's throat just now, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.Moving a little towards the end of the bed, he lifted the quilt and piled it up, then he got in with his whole body, holding Gao Jing's ankle, and passed all his scars from bottom to top.

Gao Jing's crying words came from above his head: "Don't look... don't look at it?"

Helan Mingyue responded to him with a light kiss, on the nail-embedded leg bone, but through the flesh, he had the illusion that he tasted Gao Jing's blood.And Gao Jing couldn't feel all of this, from his point of view, he could only feel that He Lan Mingyue hadn't moved, the uneasiness accumulated in his heart, and his thigh was suddenly held down.

When Gao Jing's erect penis was wrapped around Gao Jing's legs, he began to struggle violently like a dehydrated fish, but He Lan Mingyue held down the bone protruding from Gao Jing's waist, and said forcefully, "I told you not to move."

He stopped obediently, and asked nervously, "What are you going to do..."

There was no need for more words to answer, the fingers holding the genitals stroked it a few times to make it harder, and then the wet tip of the tongue licked it.Gao Jing raised his head, tormented by the overly intense pleasure, he screamed silently.

Helan Mingyue swallowed lightly with his mouth in his mouth, rubbed the pouches on both sides, wiped the transparent gland fluid with one hand, and then wiped it on Gao Jing's navel and chest. He couldn't see clearly in the dark, so he lifted a corner of the quilt to let the candlelight leak in. Illuminate those places brightly, it is really indescribably beautiful, and the dissatisfaction accumulated in my heart seems to have found an outlet to release.

He didn't go deep, but every time he pushed Gao Jing to the verge of the apex and then pinched the root to stop. He went back and forth several times, when He Lan Mingyue raised his head, he saw that he was crying too much.

Secret Road still likes to cry as always, straightened up and trapped Gao Jing's five fingers in his palm.He sighed, took Gao Jing's hand and kissed the back of his hand, Gao Jing suddenly stopped sobbing.

"You..." He struggled to see Helan Mingyue's expression clearly, wondering if the other person's face was still indifferent, "Can you be like before—"

He Lan Mingyue said decisively: "No, what your father owes me cannot be repaid."

Gao Jing turned his head, and He Lan Mingyue slowly said: "You don't need to pay it back, you just need to figure out what you can give me. Gao Jing, I don't like to hold grudges... It doesn't mean that you can forget the past with a little sweetness. Shame, I will always remember them and always remind myself of who you really are."

"..."

"You don't even want to forget."

"..."

"Otherwise I'll make you think of it, as if I were better off than dead."

Every word was paused, her fingers were soothing to him, Helan Mingyue knew how to handle the other party, the more ruthless she was, the more gentle she was to him, the two sides were like ice and fire, keeping him awake at all times and not indulging in desire.

The sharpness of the words and the pleasure of passion and heat were intertwined and almost drove Gao Jing crazy. When he was finally released, Gao Jing's lower lip was bitten and blood came out. Trapped between his arms, he kissed Gao Jing's Adam's apple several times, like a wolf grasping the vitals of its prey.

After the end, Gao Jing was still suppressed by him, and without warning, he touched He Lanmingyue's hair: "I...know." I didn't want to respond to any of his words, "I owe too much, and it doesn't matter how you want to make up for it." Okay...but no matter how much you hate me and the Gao family, you have to give me a chance."

Helan Mingyue softly "hmm" in her nasal cavity, with a rising ending, not knowing whether she agreed or was contemptuous of him, Gao Jing felt a tingling sensation in the back of her neck when she heard it.

The two hugged each other quietly.

"It's so crowded..." Gao Jing murmured and felt disappointed, but his mind was like a mess.

He Lan Mingyue said: "Amang is next door, if I leave now, she might accuse me when she wakes up tomorrow. But you have to insist on this—"

Gao Jing understood something from his still calm tone, and immediately grabbed his hand: "Don't go, Brother Mingyue, I'm always too cold to sleep alone!"

So Helan Mingyue stayed "better respect than obedience".

Skin-to-skin contact is the most confusing thing, and after this night, some kind of emotion seems to quietly ferment.Helan Mingyue woke up again the next day, and saw that the person in his arms was still sleeping in the same position as the night before. He didn't know what happened in his dream, and his brows were furrowed, but those hands that were always cold held him tightly, and he was already very warm up.

He Lan Mingyue would never have done this before. He Lan Mingyue looked at his side face for a while and then pinched his nose until Gao Jing couldn't hold his breath and opened his mouth to breathe, then leaned down and kissed him.

Gao Jing was half asleep, half awake, opened his eyes in a daze, and before opening his mouth, he smiled at him first.

Like spring snow thawing and white plums just blooming, He Lanmingyue's forehead rested on the side of Gao Jing's face, full of one thought: repeating the same mistakes, it will fall on him in the end.

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