[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

Chang'an's bells and drums rang several times, Mu Chenfeng turned over in the warm quilt and finally woke up, looked up and saw the sunlight slanting into the room through the gauze curtain, and suddenly had the illusion that everything was a dream.

It's a pity that he only moved a little, and all parts of his body were sore and sore, especially his lower back, he couldn't use his strength at all, and the feeling of powerlessness was comparable to a serious illness.The newly changed underwear was loosely put on his body, and he could see the dark lines on the white satin when he moved his arms. Stretching his legs and feet again, besides the sore muscles, his lower body also had a cool and greasy feeling, which made him stand there suddenly Don't dare to move anymore.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Yan turned around to look at him immediately, put on a thin shirt and loosely tied his long hair behind him, sat on the edge of the bed to brush his sleepy forehead hair, and bent over to lightly touch his eyebrows Printed a kiss, and smiled lightly seeing his hesitation, "I'll give you medicine, it's fine."

It wasn't so embarrassing to hear him say it in a clean and low voice. Mu Chenfeng felt a little more relieved. Looking at his smiling gentle eyebrows and eyes, he was still a little dazed. He couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but he cut it halfway Into the cold as ever palm.

"Still uncomfortable?" Jiang Yan rubbed his sore fingers and asked, "What do you want to take? Shall I take it for you?"

"Jiang Yan..." Mu Chenfeng's eyes moved slightly, his throat hurt so badly that he couldn't speak anymore, and he just shook his head slightly.

Wan Hua caught a glimpse of his distressed frown, and smiled even more: "I'll just get used to it in the future."

This was meant to be a joke, but he said it very sincerely, Mu Chenfeng glanced at his picturesque smiling face and ignored him, broke away from his hands and sat up with force, fell to his heart, and was silent for a while Son, sighed silently: "So, it's not a dream."

The smile on Jiang Yan's face disappeared in an instant, and he hurriedly grabbed his shoulders, opening his mouth but not knowing how to respond to him.

Mu Chenfeng heard a dead silence, but he was not sad. He sat up and accepted his hug calmly: "Jiang Yan, it's very good."

He used to accompany the Tang army to help the city, and also fought for the Haoqi League for many years. He did not dare to be sloppy when he practiced the sword, and he was always alert when he went down the mountain. It's almost impossible to get a good night's sleep.

But this time he slept from dawn to dusk, never woke up, never had a dream, full of satisfaction is peace of mind, complete peace of mind, just because everything is not fake, he came back to him, lingering with him Nor is it.

Jiang Yan waited for a long time until Mu Chenfeng held onto his clothes worriedly before he dared to look down, but he was buried in his shoulder with his eyes closed, his handsome eyes were not touched by ice and snow, he was as safe as a The child who is just in love and is very easy to satisfy seems to have nothing to do with the happy and enmity world and the endless killing camp.

He doesn't regret being with him, such a reckless act of combining with each other is bound to be despised by others, and he doesn't care about it. Instead, he is worried about whether he is still there and whether everything is a dream.When Jiang Yan realized it, he couldn't bear it. He looked at him softly for a moment, and said softly: "Silly boy, should we sleep a little longer or get up for dinner?"

"Don't sleep anymore." As Mu Chenfeng said, he left his embrace with a little reluctance, looked for the outer shirt folded by the bedside, and put it on. Jiang Yan had already put the dishes and chopsticks on the tray for him. come over.

Mu Chenfeng could smell the scent of sesame seeds through the lid of the bowl. When he lifted the lid, he saw a dozen or so white balls in the exquisite porcelain bowl. Under the thin glutinous rice skin, there was still a grayish black inside, which was not soft. It is not hard to float in the clear soup, obviously it has just been made.

"It's not too sweet, try it?" Jiang Yan didn't wait for him to move, picked up a spoon and poured it into his mouth, saying, "It's better to roll glutinous rice in Chang'an, if the stuffing is too thick, it might hurt your stomach." It's hard."

Mu Chenfeng was unreasonably stuffed with a spoonful, and he had to bite down to swallow it. The thin, non-sticky glutinous rice skin went into his throat smoothly, except for a little bit of sweetness on the tip of his tongue, the only thing left was a mouth full of sweetness. Sesame fragrance.

Jiang Yan saw him eating so much that his eyes lit up, and immediately stuffed him in the past, so that he wouldn't even be given a chance to protest.

Mu Chenfeng had no choice but to feed him half a bowl, and the more he bit the ball, the more he saw his elegant smile, the warmer he felt.

He is not a sweet lover, and he has no hobbies at all, but since he was a child, he read the package of dim sum and always looked at the pastry and shortbread, but he was often afraid of excessive sweetness and ate very little.When Jiang Yan first came to Haoqi League, he liked what he liked. He often went to the village to bring walnut crisp and sesame cakes. It was strange for a long time to see that he was interested and didn’t finish eating. , The crisps he brought with him are also delicious.

I don't know when, he has accurately known his taste, even the floating balls in front of him are adjusted just right, and he can still count on the time when he wakes up to eat him.

If someone would hold him in the palm of his hand and hurt, it must be the person in front of him.Mu Chenfeng pushed away the bowl and said to him, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I've eaten it." Jiang Yan answered without changing his expression.

But Mu Chenfeng was silent suddenly, seeing him not paying attention, took the initiative to take the spoon and bowl over.

He doesn't need to eat anymore.Zhe Yi was devoured by the Gu insects for decades, eating very little food, and in the end he had no interest in anything other than the flesh and blood of living people, so he gradually withered and turned into a half-skeleton.And Jiang Yan was killed by him, even if his soul returned and he acted as usual, he was still different from before, and he didn't know what would happen in the future.

Life is only once, death cannot be resurrected, so it is precious, so it is worth the efforts of doctors to save.These were words left by Dr. Yan before he left, always inadvertently reminding him of the reality.

Mu Chenfeng didn't say anything more, obediently ate the remaining half of the bowl, put the bowl and spoon on the tray as calmly as he did, then looked at him calmly, and smiled when he finally showed his anxiety. Right: "It's okay to be greedy, just lie to me next time, and the prophet will tell me."

"You——" Jiang Yan was suddenly angry and funny, and there was still a little panic after worrying in his heart. Looking at him again, he looked calm and determined, clear and complicated, as if he had witnessed the child crying in his arms growing up. , Can bear the responsibility of reputation and the hope that others can't reach and give up.

He lowered his eyelids and approached him, carefully kissed away the sweet glutinous rice soup scent left on his shallow lips, then pried open his teeth, drew his tongue into a deep kiss, stirred up the slightly sweet saliva to entangle, He licked all the way to the base of his tongue along the gap between the cheeks and teeth, causing the person in his arms to grab the mattress beside him again.

Wan Hua warmed up with him again after kissing, and left when he was breathing faster and reacting, and sternly taught in his ear: "Mu Daochang, be careful with your words, you are a hero, I am a villain, Be careful, I don’t care if I want you again now. Then you won’t be able to get out of bed, you won’t even be able to hold a sword, and you won’t be able to hit me if you want to.” He tilted his head and bit the tip of his nose lightly, “Understood?”

After all, Mu Chenfeng was not as sophisticated and cunning as he was, he was immediately speechless when he was posed in front of him, he raised his hand and touched the red tip of his nose, but couldn't speak a word, so he had to look away from his drowning eyes, and listened because Open a slit of air-permeable bead curtains and jingle, and feel that the whole room is warm.

Jiang Yan put his clothes back on for him, took the tray and kissed his face with a smile, then turned and went to the kitchen to stare at the hot cheese.

Mu Chenfeng looked back at him when he turned around, and saw the light gray lines left by abnormal meridians on his arms from his exposed cuffs, and then looked at the direction where his calm back disappeared, and lay back in peace for a long time Under the covers.

The waiters left behind in the guest house of the restaurant were all surprised. It turned out that the Taoist chief who had settled down for the luxury room often went in and out alone, but now he was replaced by a doll-like Wanhua that he had just brought. It's too much to show the doctor.

Suspicion is suspicion, most of the pavilions in Linjiang are high-ranking officials and nobles, and no one dares to disturb them.Since Jiang Yan had been to the villainous hostage bank at the opposite door, the Japanese assassins were more strictly guarded against. What's more, they had broken people here, and the Tang guards were still searching for them, and they dared not make any more movements for several days.

Mu Chenfeng and Jiang Yan stayed in Chang'an like this, neglecting martial arts, having no thoughts and thoughts, living a life that is unknown.At first glance, this kind of life is no different from those rich and powerful who are extremely extravagant and criticized by others. The warmth is frightening, and the peace of mind is like an illusion.

It was a fine day and night, and Mu Chenfeng fell asleep in the afternoon. Hearing the roaring sound, Fang woke up with the trembling pavilion, looked at the dimly lit room, and subconsciously said: "Jiang Yan."

The quilt was lifted, and the words came out. The person had already been hugged horizontally by the silver robe, and then came Wanhua's cool and joyful voice: "Chenfeng, do you know what day it is today?"

Mu Chenfeng saw that he was neatly dressed, combed his hair well, and put on hair accessories behind him, so he couldn't help asking strangely: "You want to go out?"

Jiang Yan smiled and looked at him without saying a word, and when he passed the clothes, he took the cloak in his hand, lifted the bead curtain and opened the door, and smiled at him at the light that was lit outside: "Look for yourself."

There was a gust of cold wind blowing towards his face, and Mu Chenfeng passed by in a blink of an eye, only to see the originally sparsely populated shore crowded with people. The frozen water surface is covered with huge lotus flowers, shining brilliantly and dazzingly.The over-fired fortification frame has been dismantled and replaced by a giant lantern. The lantern is exquisite and shaped like a folding fan. It stands on the bank and opens and closes, reflecting the Qujiang River as bright as day across the river.The lantern market stretches for several miles, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard from across the river, the crowd is noisy and bustling, the Royal Street is noisy for ten miles, and it is bustling all day long.

Mu Chenfeng had never seen such a Chang'an, and in his impression he had only seen such a lively scene in the Haoqi League when he was commended after the war.When he was dazzled, the fireworks went off again and exploded in the air, reflecting the splendor of the sky in his twinkling eyes.

He was shocked by the scene in front of him. Ren Jiangyan put him on the bench, carefully dressed him, tied his hair, put on the jade hairpin, and finally raised his hand, and gently tapped it between his fingers. Kiss, and said: "Today's New Year's Eve, can Daoist Mu have the honor to watch the lanterns with me?"

Mu Chenfeng nodded happily, and Jiang Yan handed him the sword box that he hadn't touched for a few days into his arms, and with a flick of his hand, he took him down the pavilion and fell into the crowd.

The author has something to say: the age difference means that there is no limit to pampering, the Taoist leader no longer needs feet, Chang'an is now very peaceful and fun

You don’t need to be brainy when you eat candy, just eat it. I also feel super happy when I eat candy. This couple is really sweet!So suddenly the day is updated~!

And, after so long of preparations, it’s time for the Lantern Festival, um~ Shangyuan Festival is Valentine’s Day