The princess and the lord are brothers and sisters

Yang Yingjun and Ji Yinrong stayed in Duanqingya to heal their injuries. After a long time, they also found out Qu Tan's temperament, knowing that he looks cold on the outside, but in fact he has a pure and kind heart, but he just doesn't understand human feelings and world affairs.On weekdays, he often closes the door to study pharmacology, and occasionally wants to ask Yang Yingjun to test the medicine, but let him play tricks and get away with it.During this period, Yang Yingjun also learned how to cook with an ancient stove, and how to change Ji Yinrong's dressing. If this goes back to the 21st century, he might be able to get a nurse qualification certificate or something.

Early this morning, while Yang Yingjun was still asleep, he heard the high and beautiful sound of some musical instrument floating from nowhere.Yang Yingjun has never been resistant to music. He followed the sound and walked outside the building. The mysterious music seemed to come from the palace with the sound of the wind.

Looking at the cliff, I saw Qu Tan standing in the wind, playing something against the mountains and the abyss under the cliff.What kind of instrument is it?Yang Yingjun leaned out half of his body to look, only to see that what he had in his mouth was actually a leaf.

The melodious sound of the song echoes through the empty valley.

The person standing alone on the edge of the cliff, wearing plain clothes and wide sleeves, looks like a fairy.

"Leaving the world and being independent, becoming immortal and becoming an immortal..." A person beside him said with emotion.

Yang Yingjun turned his head, and at some point Ji Yinrong was standing beside him, watching Qu Tan's solo on the edge of the cliff with him.When they met their eyes, they showed a gentle smile. After this time, their complexion improved a lot.

"However, are you itchy?"

Yang Yingjun was not itching for technique, but for heart, so he said: "I saw various musical instruments in a bamboo building, I'll borrow them from Doctor Qu, you have time anyway, teach me how to play the piano."

"Yes," Ji Yinrong smiled brightly, "but I have one condition."

Yang Yingjun narrowed his eyes and squinted at him: "Tsk tsk tsk, profiteer, profiteer, what are the conditions?"

"But you need to practice martial arts with me first."

"Ok?"

"After many days of loosening, I feel that the bones are soft, and the left and right sides have almost recovered. How about you and I have a fight?"

Yang Yingjun said with pride in his chest, "It's exactly what I want!"

Each of the two took a branch as a sword, and fought in the yard.In recent years, Yang Yingjun's swordsmanship has been taught by Yan Feng. The martial arts taught by Yan Feng are wide-ranging, requiring basic skills to be solid, so Yang Yingjun's chassis is very stable, but his light skills are not good.But Ji Yinrong is dexterous in stature and exquisite in swordsmanship. Although he is not fast, his moves are tightly connected, as dense as a net, without any flaws.

Qu Tan originally wanted to go back to his room to read, but when he saw them competing with swords, he simply stood aside and read.After watching it for a while, I knew that Ji Yinrong's swordsmanship was far superior to Yang Yingjun's, but he didn't intend to win. Rather than saying that the two of them were fighting each other, it would be better to say that Ji Yinrong was practicing with him.If things go on like this, Yang Yingjun will surely make rapid progress.

It happened that Xin Moti came riding a horse, and he shouted from a long distance, "Brother Qu!"

Seeing his face flushed by the wind, Qu Tan replied lukewarmly: "What? Asked my wife to drive you out again?"

"..."

Xin Moti pretended not to hear, got off his horse and bowed his hands to Ji Yinrong and Yang Yingjun: "Emperor Wu Zhao, Empress Nan."

Ji Yinrong smiled: "It sounds like a couple, but don't you think so?"

Yang Yingjun rolled his eyes back, and said to Xin Mo: "You don't need to call him like that, just call him by his name."

Xin Moti smiled and said: "The two of you don't call me your son, call me Xin Moti."

"Okay. By the way, what is the situation outside now?"

Xin Moti said: "Xilan has launched a nationwide arrest warrant to search for your whereabouts everywhere. Muhra suspected that I was the one who rescued Queen Nan that day, so he forced my father to send a large number of Li nationality warriors to help search and arrest, and secretly sent someone to monitor me. If I hadn't made a golden cicada out of its shell, I wouldn't be able to escape today. How are you two injured?"

Yang Yingjun said: "With Divine Doctor Qu here, there is no serious problem."

Qu Tan came over, looked at Xin Moti, and said, "Are you okay?"

Xin Moti asked inexplicably: "Ah? What can I do?"

Qu Tan frowned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to tug at the skirt of his shirt.

Yang Yingjun and Ji Yinrong: "..."

Xin Moti stretched out his hand to block, his handsome face turned into a liver color, and he sternly reprimanded "what are you doing", while raising his head and smiling a very embarrassing mystery to the dumbfounded onlookers.

Yang Yingjun snapped his fingers suddenly, and said, "Ah! It's almost noon, I should cook!" Turning his head, he winked at Ji Yinrong.

Ji Yinrong immediately followed suit: "I'll help you."

The two ran away as if fleeing.

"..."

Xin Moti looked at the backs of them leaving in a hurry, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned his head to stare at the gloomy Qu Tan: "It's all your fault! Look, they must have mistaken you and me..."

A trace of doubt flashed across Qu Tan's frozen face: "How about you and me?"

"..." Xin Moti coughed dryly, and said uncomfortably, "It's nothing."

Qu Tan said, "Undo your clothes."

Xin Moti opened his mouth to refuse, but when he met Qu Tan's eyes that were as strict as ice skates, he immediately flinched, and sighed weakly while undressing: "You are still like this, you can't hide anything from you..."

Grasping the collar of the double front, turning his back, he pulled down the jacket and the inner jacket together, revealing a strong back covered with criss-crossing whip wounds.Some of the wounds had scabbed over, and some were still mottled with blood, which looked particularly shocking.

Qu Tan's expression became serious, and a dark look suddenly appeared in his frozen eyes.

Xin Moti sighed: "Before Emperor Wu Zhao and Queen Nan held me hostage in order to get out of trouble, my father had no choice but to temporarily lock up Muhra, unexpectedly he reported this matter to the king of Xilan, saying that my father In collusion with foreign enemies, the king of Xilan was furious and ordered my father to receive a hundred lashes on his behalf, which is justified. But being so controlled by others is really..."

Qu Tan said: "You help them two, but to get rid of Xilan Kingdom's restraint?"

Xin Moti put on his clothes, looked at the mountains in the distance, his eyes were far away, and there was a hint of desolation: "Yes. Although the Central Plains has not been unified now, the world will belong to the Northern Emperor or the Southern Emperor sooner or later. Now I am very concerned about the Northern Emperor and the Southern Emperor. Queen Nan has the grace to save lives, and the day when the Central Plains defeats Xilan in the future, it will be the day when our Li people become independent."

Qu Tan was silent for a long time, then Fang said, "Come with me."

Simmoti looked at him.

"Apply medicine."

The distant Dai Mountain is colorful, and the flying frost and moon are hazy.

Singing the evening breeze in Duanqingya, the silence is like nothing.

In the only bamboo building, light a lamp bean, revealing the tranquility of a room.

The moonlight peeked through the window and looked in. There were four people sitting around a table, and there were several wine jars on the table, and they were drinking wine.

"I really didn't expect Miss Yang to be so big." Xin Moti said with emotion, raised his glass and said, "I offer you a toast."

Yang Yingjun said boldly: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk!" Then he "gurgled" and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Sitting beside him, Ji Yinrong frowned and said, "You drink too much."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you ancients often say that there are only a thousand cups of wine when you meet a bosom friend. It's rare that the prince brings good wine. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't drink it to your heart's content?" Saying this, he drank another glass.

Qu Tan looked over quietly: "You ancients?"

Ji Yinrong's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "She drank too much, she was just talking nonsense."

Xin Moti curled his lips and said: "Brother Ji, Brother Qu, you two are so boring! A man, how can you be so polite with a drink? It's not as good as Ms. Yang! Come, Ms. Yang, I'll drink with you!"

Yang Yingjun stood up happily: "Good brother! We won't go home until we're drunk!"

Xin Moti also stood up and clinked glasses with her: "If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Qu Tan frowned and said, "Both of you have injuries, so enough is enough."

Yang Yingjun shook his head and said: "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be sad tomorrow! Miracle Doctor Qu, in this world, you only want to have a good time. It's so boring to look forward and backward! You are so old-fashioned, be careful not to marry a wife!"

"Hahahahahaha..." Simmoti laughed exaggeratedly.

Qu Tan looked at him coldly: "Is it funny?"

"..." Xin Mo raised his voice, smacked his mouth twice, and silently lowered his head to drink.

Yang Yingjun propped his hands on the table and looked down at Qu Tan who was facing him. His fair face was peachy, his eyes were moist, and he was no longer awake: "But don't worry, my sister must like you for being so handsome. How about it? Shall I introduce you to each other?"

Qu Tan was expressionless.

Xin Moti became interested: "Miss Yang has a younger sister? I don't know how her appearance compares?"

"Appearance?" Yang Yingjun hiccupped and said with a giggle, "It's far away from the horizon, it's close to your eyes, hahaha!"

Xin Moti was surprised and said: "Could it be twin sisters? You are the same as Miss Yang? If so, Brother Qu should really get to know each other. Brother Qu, don't you think so?"

Qu Tan looked at Yang Yingjun, speechless.

Ji Yinrong suddenly stood up, put his arms around Yang Yingjun, and said, "You drank too much, I'll take you back to your room."

"Go back to the room? I don't!" Yang Yingjun staggered and tried to push him away, "I haven't had enough yet! Come on, let's continue drinking!"

Ji Yinrong couldn't help but tightened his arms, wrapped her tightly in his arms, and said to the other two present: "I'm sorry, I'll send her back to rest first."

Xin Moti asked, "Do you need help?"

"No, thank you." Although he said this with a smile, the smile was very alienated.Ji Yinrong took Yang Yingjun's hand and put it on her shoulder, and put her right hand under her knee, and hugged her horizontally, then nodded to the stunned Xin Moti and the unpredictable Qu Tan, then turned and left.

It took Xin Moti a long time to react, and he turned to look at Qu Tan: "His injury healed so quickly? Isn't his left shoulder blade torn?"

Qu Tan looked thoughtful.

Xin Moti said blankly: "You said...the Northern Emperor and the Southern Queen, don't you..."

A gleam of light flashed across his star-like eyes, Qu Tan picked up the wine glass nonchalantly, and took a sip.

"I am willing to travel all over the world for you/I am willing to give up the prosperity and glory for you/I don't want to be with you forever/Just to win your smile..."

The drunken singing voice resounds in the empty valley, straight into Qingyun, like fairy music fluttering, spreading all over the sky.

Ji Yinrong looked down at the woman singing in her arms, and couldn't help laughing: "Is this a song from your hometown again?"

Yang Yingjun's eyes were brightened by the color of wine, he looked straight at Ji Yinrong, and said with a smile: "Jiang Junxiao, don't play dumb with me! I know, you must... be jealous of me , So pretend you haven’t heard my song, right? Who made me a genius? Genius Yang Yinglun! Golden Melody Award for Best Male Singer!”

Hearing this familiar name again, Ji Yinrong couldn't help frowning, and said, "Jiang Junxiao? Who is it?"

Yang Yingjun laughed and said, "Are you stupid? Jiang Junxiao... Isn't that you?" He said, stretching out his hand to pinch the handsome face in front of him.

Ji Yinrong's eyes darkened, and he quickened his pace and walked into the bamboo house where Yang Yingjun was temporarily staying. He put her on the bed in the dark, and when he pulled the quilt over her body, his hands were suddenly grabbed.

He raised his head, met her tear-filled eyes, and couldn't help being startled.

"Beautiful, beautiful...Brother, I'm sorry..." Yang Yingjun was obviously drunk, he took Ji Yinrong's hand and rubbed it on the side of his face, his words choked up: "You must be good, be good... "

Ji Yinrong couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Who are you?"

Yang Yingjun didn't seem to hear it, and kept babbling while holding his hand, getting more excited and sad as he talked, and finally just started crying.

The moonlight illuminated her face crystal clear, like peach blossoms covered with morning dew in the spring breeze.

Recipe, Shining.

While my heart was pounding, I somehow thought of this poem.Ji Yinrong stared at her deeply, lowered his head slowly as if bewitched, and kissed the cold tears with fiery lips.Tears slid down to his lips, he caught up without hesitation, and kissed the lips that were still not stained with vermilion red.Tossing and turning, constantly deepening.

"Hmm..." The slightly drunk man let out an unbearable sigh.Perhaps because he felt comfortable, Yang Yingjun stretched out his hand to hug his neck in a daze, and began to kiss back.

Ji Yinrong's breathing became disordered immediately when his lower abdomen tightened, and he started to undo her clothes while entangled with her.It's not the first time that she and Yang Pianran have had a good time, but she is as passionate as a kid, completely messed up.

Under the moonlight, Ji Yinrong's face looked like a monster or a fairy, so beautiful that it was unreal.Yang Yingjun's drunken eyes were hazy, he stared at it stupidly, and smiled stupidly: "It's so beautiful...Baby, let me love you well!"

Ji Yinrong didn't react, so she turned over and fell under him, startled.

The person lying on top of him had spring in his eyes, and he smiled lewdly and seductively. With a lift of his hand, he broke off the loose clothes on his body.

Pupils shrank violently, and desire surged in. Ji Yinrong couldn't bear it anymore, pulled up the quilt on the side, wrapped the two together, and rolled into the depths of the bed hugging each other.

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I hope this chapter...is not too disillusioned...~(￣▽￣～)~