After dressing as a delicate beauty, I got married

On August 23, when Yunzuo learned that Mrs. Wang was about to be beheaded for public display, he was queuing up with Ye Changyao to buy a plate of silk cakes.

He was smelling the aroma of pansi pancakes, salivating, when suddenly, someone said: "Madam Wang will be beheaded for public display at noon today."

His body stiffened in response, and his breathing was also stagnant.

Mrs. Wang took the life of Mr. Zhuangyuan Lang, so he deserved his life, but when he thought of Mrs. Wang's appearance, how could he bear to see her decapitated?

He even conceived the idea of ​​robbing the practice field, and he regarded it as paying back his grandmother's life.

But Mrs. Wang is not a grandmother after all, even if it is his own grandmother, he can't tolerate his doing things that violate the law and discipline.

Normally, Mrs. Wang should be beheaded after autumn, and the city lord must have received the emperor's order before ordering Mrs. Wang to be beheaded for public display at noon today.

The number one scholar was appointed by His Majesty, His Majesty obviously regretted it very much.

Now there are more than two hours before noon, and by noon, I am afraid that the heat has already come up?

He closed his eyes, hugged Ye Changyao's arm again, and rubbed against it.

Ye Changyao naturally knew what Yun Zuo was thinking, raised his hand to brush Yun Zuo's temple hair, and asked, "Do you still want to buy a plate of silk cakes?"

There are 17 people in front of them, and it will take some time to eat the pancake.

Yunzuo lost his appetite, and instinctively wanted to give a negative answer, but after thinking about it, he had to look forward, Ye Changyao has paid a lot for him, he must not let Ye Changyao worry about it anymore, and said: "I want to buy .”

Ye Changyao nodded and said nothing.

After a long time, they got two hot pancakes.

As the name suggests, pansi cakes are made of thin noodle strips, which are golden and translucent, and taste crisp and sweet.

Yunzuo had never eaten pansi pancakes before, if he hadn't heard about Mrs. Wang, he must be very happy, but...

He let go of Ye Changyao's arm, took a bite of the Pansi Pancake, and a lot of crumbs fell down, so he had to catch it with his hands.

After eating a plate of shredded pancakes, he picked up a hand full of scraps and felt a little better.

Pansi biscuits were really delicious, and he regretted buying two more.

Ye Changyao watched Yun Zuo worriedly, seeing that Yun Zuo's expression relaxed a little, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The pancake in his hand hadn't been eaten yet, and when he was about to eat it, a gap was bitten openly by Yun Zuo.

He smiled, and handed the pancake in his hand to Yunzuo: "Do you want to eat?"

Yun Zuo waved his hands and said, "You can keep it for yourself."

After saying that, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the stall selling pansi pancakes. Unfortunately, there were 28 people queuing up, and it might take nearly half an hour to eat another pansi pancake.

Ye Changyao went back to the inn with Yun Zuo while eating pansi pancakes.

The two passed by a dim sum shop, and went to line up to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cakes.

Yunzuo sniffed the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, and suddenly remembered an old event. He also came to this world when the golden osmanthus was fragrant. On the second day of the bridal chamber wedding night, he also lined up with Ye Changyao to buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake. He remembered them At that time, after waiting for a cup of tea, I just bought the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

He and Ye Changyao have known each other for a year. At that time, he was like a duckweed and had no sense of reality. He never thought that one day he would fall in love with Ye Changyao.

Now, he and Ye Changyao have done all the shameful things, and they can't leave Ye Changyao for a long time.

Coincidentally, this time, after waiting for another cup of tea, Yun Zuo took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the shop owner.

He picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, handed it to Ye Changyao, and said with emotion: "One year has passed."

Ye Changyao took a bite from the opening of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and said with a smile, "A year ago, I planned to send you to Guancui Mountain, so I made peace with you."

Yun Zuo didn't say it clearly, but Ye Changyao understood it.

He grew up in a different environment from Ye Changyao. Ye Changyao was over [-] years old, much older than him, but for some reason, Ye Changyao could understand his love long before he and Ye Changyao fell in love with each other. thought.

Perhaps the reason why he came to this world is that the heavens wanted to compensate him for his unfortunate death in the tiger's mouth?

Thinking of this, he heard Ye Changyao say again: "This sweet-scented osmanthus cake tastes different from the sweet-scented osmanthus cake a year ago. At that time, when you ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, you seemed to be crying because you were missing you." Grandmother?"

Hearing this, his eyes turned red again uncontrollably, and he immediately took Ye Changyao's hand and said, "Whenever the golden osmanthus is fragrant, my grandmother will make osmanthus cakes for my cousin and me. My cousin loves sweets, and my grandmother will always pay more." She has some, and although I like the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by my grandmother very much, because I am the elder brother, I never dare to compete with my cousin."

Ye Changyao ate up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, and said softly, "To me, you are the most important, and no one else can compare with you."

Yun Zuo immediately smiled and said, "With you by my side, I will no longer feel sad for my grandmother's partiality."

"That's good." Ye Changyao hesitated again and again, but still asked, "Do you want to watch the execution?"

Yun Zuo was startled, and then replied: "I want to go, but I don't know if the heat will break out."

He was actually very hesitant, but he also felt that Mrs. Wang looked just like his grandmother, and he should go to see Mrs. Wang for the last time. Besides, Mrs. Wang had no relatives and no reason other than the champion. People collect the body.

Ye Changyao wiped off the fingers that took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, then rubbed Yunzuo's forehead hair, and said worriedly: "If you want to go, you can go, but Mrs. Wang looks like your grandmother, you can bear it." live?"

Yun Zuo said sadly: "I don't know if I can bear it, but I want to send her off for the last time, and then help her collect the body."

As far as Ye Changyao is concerned, he doesn't want Yunzuo to watch the execution and collect the corpse, but if he doesn't go, Yunzou will definitely regret it. After all, Yunzuo feels guilty about the death of his grandmother, and Yunzuo must regard it as the death of his grandmother. compensation.

Therefore, he did not object: "It's up to you, but the premise is that your heat has not broken out."

The two continued to go to the inn, and the people rushed to tell each other, and they were full of stories about Mrs. Wang's upcoming execution at noon today.

Back at the inn, the diners who were having breakfast in the inn were also talking about this matter.

The two went upstairs, Yunzuo silently ate the last sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and then said to Ye Changyao: "If the heat flares up at noon, I will trouble you to watch the execution and collect the corpse for me."

Ye Changyao refused firmly: "No, if I leave, what should you do?"

"I can take it, you just need to hurry back." Seeing that Ye Changyao had no intention of compromise, Yun Zuo asked, "If I don't collect her body, who else will collect her body?"

If Wu Yunzuo collects Mrs. Wang's corpse, no one will collect Mrs. Wang's corpse, and the corpse will probably be thrown away at random by the government servants to the mass grave, where all kinds of birds and beasts will eat.

But if he were to leave Yun Zuo, who was in heat, to collect Mrs. Wang's body, how could he be at ease?

Ye Changyao said forcefully: "No, what does it matter to me whether Mrs. Wang's body is thrown into the mass grave?"

Yunzuo has never heard Ye Changyao speak to him in such a strong tone. Ye Changyao is kind and kind, and the dead are the most important. Ye Changyao shouldn't have such thoughts of ignoring the corpse, let alone say it out. up.

But his heart was burning hot, because Ye Changyao violated his own nature for him.

He wiped his hands clean, then fell into Ye Changyao's arms, and said in a muffled voice: "Husband, I am happy with you."

Ye Changyao stroked the back of Yun Zuo's head, and said slightly annoyed: "Even if you confess your love to me, I will not agree to your request."

Yun Zuo stopped embarrassing Ye Changyao, and compromised: "If the estrus flares up before noon, then you can accompany me until the estrus subsides, and then collect the body for Mrs. Wang?"

Ever since the cloud and rain with Ye Changyao, Yun Zuo's heat will probably subside at sunset. By then, Mrs. Wang's body should have been thrown into the mass grave. If you are lucky, you can still leave a whole body .

Hearing Yun Zou's compromise, Ye Changyao's tone immediately softened: "Okay, I agree."

"Thank you." Yunzuo kissed Ye Changyao's neck, then murmured, "Thank you for putting me first in everything."

"Putting you first in everything is what I should do as your husband." Ye Changyao reached out and touched Tan Yunzuo's forehead, making sure that Yunzuo's body temperature was as usual, so he let Yunzuo kiss himself.

After Yun Zuo kissed Ye Changyao's large neck and skin once, he still felt that it was not enough, so he curled his lips upwards and kissed his chin.

Yunzuo's kiss did not contain lust, it seemed to be expressing intimacy to him, more like acting like a baby to him, but Ye Changyao was still confused.

During the estrus period, Yunzuo's physical strength is weak, so he can't waste it at will, and he has to calm down.

Ye Changyao warned himself in his heart, but the next moment, Yun Zuo's lips pressed against his.

It was already the end of summer, and it meant "coming out of the heat", but the heat had not dissipated, but even so, the lips that were gently rubbing against his lips were still slightly chilly.

Phoenix Feather, you must get Phoenix Feather as soon as possible.

Ye Changyao thought about it and Fenghuang Yu's restless heart immediately calmed down.

Sensing Ye Changyao's thoughtfulness, Yun Zuo bit Ye Changyao's lips dissatisfied, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Ye Changyao replied, "I'm thinking about Phoenix Feather."

Phoenix Feather...

Yun Zuo smiled and said: "At this moment, what do you want Phoenix Yu to do? You should think of me."

"Sorry." Ye Changyao stretched out his hand to pinch Yunzuo's jaw, and pressed the tip of his tongue against Yunzuo's lip slit. After the lip slit opened, he began to taste gently.

Yun Zuo immediately softened his waist, and submissively accepted Ye Changyao's kiss, and at the same time, he couldn't help wrapping his hands around Ye Changyao's waist.

To avoid burdening Yun Zuo's body, after the kiss, Ye Changyao pushed Yun Zuo's hand away and went to look at his "Shiben".

Yunzuo understood the reason for Ye Changyao's actions, but still felt aggrieved, so he went to get an erotic picture and sat beside Ye Changyao.

Erotic pictures came into his eyes, but not long after, his full attention was occupied by Ye Changyao.

He couldn't help but feel like playing tricks, from time to time he grabbed Ye Changyao's hair to play with, and from time to time he pulled Ye Changyao's clothes.

Ye Changyao remained motionless, and half an hour later, his clothes were no longer in shape.

He couldn't bear it anymore, put down the "Shiben" in his hand, and said sweetly: "Sanlang, don't play tricks on me anymore."

As soon as Ye Changyao called him "Sanlang", Yunzuo immediately put away the erotic pictures and replaced them with ordinary scripts, and then sat obediently across from Ye Changyao.

Ye Changyao asked his second brother to bring a pot of Qimen black tea, and he and Yunzuo tasted tea and read books together.

It was almost noon, and Ye Changyao just put down "Shiben", turned his head to ask Yunzou: "What do you think?"

"I'm fine." Yun Zuo also put down the script.

After a while, the outside suddenly became lively, Yun Zuo went to the window, and at a glance, Mrs. Wang had been lifted out of the cell by the yamen servants, trapped in the prison car, and began to parade through the streets.

A lot of rotten eggs and poor-quality vegetables and fruits went straight to Mrs. Wang, but Mrs. Wang dodged in panic, but to no avail.

Yun Zuo closed the window hinge and said to Ye Changyao, "Let's go."

"Are you really okay?" Seeing Yun Zuo nodding, Ye Changyao took Yun Zuo into his arms, and after confirming that Yun Zuo's body temperature was fine, he still hesitated.

Yunzuo kissed Ye Changyao's lips soothingly: "Don't worry about me."

Ye Changyao let out a low sigh, and finally let Yun Zou go out of the room.

The two went downstairs, and as soon as they walked out of the inn, they merged into the raging crowd.

Ye Changyao was afraid that he would be separated from Yunzuo, so he took Yunzuo's hand.

Yunzuo's heart was heavy, but as soon as he felt Ye Changyao's body temperature, he subconsciously smiled at Ye Changyao.

The common people felt very sorry for Mr. Zhuangyuan, and naturally they hated Mrs. Wang so much that there were many people who abused him. What's more, they chased the prison car and spit at Mrs. Wang.

The anger of the people made it difficult for the prison car to move forward, and it might be delayed. Therefore, the yamen servants in charge of the escort had to stop the people who wanted to vent their anger.

Mrs. Wang breathed a sigh of relief, and in a blink of an eye, the prison van had arrived at the execution ground.

She was escorted out of the prison cart by the yamen servants, and forced to kneel in the center of the execution ground, and of course there was an executioner standing beside her.

Yun Zuo didn't dare to look any further, and turned his head away.

Seeing this, Ye Changyao raised his hand and pressed the back of Yun Zuo's head, causing Yun Zuo to bury his face in his heart.

Yunzuo's ears are sharp, far surpassing that of ordinary people. He once thought that if his ears were so sharp in his lifetime, it would be much more convenient for hunting.

But right now, he wished that he was deaf. If he were deaf, he would not hear the sound of the beheading knife cutting the skin, let alone the sound of the beheading knife cutting the cervical spine, and then...

He hurriedly covered his ears, and buried himself in Ye Changyao's arms.

Ye Changyao immediately regretted it, why did he allow Yun Zuo to send Mrs. Wang for the last time?Old Mrs. Zuo Wang is not Yun Zuo's real grandmother, Mrs. Left and Right Wang is really her own fault, and she has no one to blame.

He lowered his eyes and caressed Yun Zuo's back. Suddenly, the sound of the head hitting the ground rushed into his ears, and Yun Zuo in his arms trembled in response, and the back of his neck turned pale.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw large expanses of scarlet, corpses without heads, dead heads and applauding crowds.

After a while, most of the people had dispersed, and after a while, there was only one person left around them, and the silence was almost dead.

Seeing that the yamen servant was going to carry the corpse, he whispered: "Sanlang, let's collect the corpse for Mrs. Wang."

Yun Zuo took a deep breath, got out of Ye Changyao's arms, turned around, and opened his eyes desperately.

His body trembled unavoidably, he was not used to blood, let alone this blood came from Mrs. Wang who looked like his grandmother.

He walked slowly in front of Mrs. Wang, and was about to pick up the head when a mocking voice said: "Who are you? Why do you want to collect her body?"

He followed the sound and saw that the voice was a young man in mourning clothes. The young man looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was still childish, his eyes were red, swollen and bloodshot, and heaviness was piled between his brows. Frost and snow.

This little son must be the sweetheart of Zhuangyuan Lang.

Yun Zuo couldn't help feeling pity in his heart: "Old lady Wang has paid for her life, so don't be resentful anymore, why don't you go live your own life, otherwise the number one scholar will not be at ease in the underground."

The young master pointed to Ye Changyao and said, "If he dies, can you live your own life without resenting the murderer? It's easy to say."

If Ye Changyao was killed by someone, maybe he would go crazy and chop the murderer into pieces?

Yun Zou closed his eyes and was speechless.

"If it wasn't for her...if it wasn't for her..." the little boy closed his eyes and cried, "I would rather he marry a wife and have children than see him die. If this wicked woman had told me earlier, I would have taken the initiative to leave him ..."

The tone of the last few words has changed, and after saying it, the young master squatted on the ground and cried uncontrollably.

It was originally cloudless today, but with the sound of crying, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and after a while, it began to rain.

The rain washed away the blood, and the blood spread, covering Yun Zuo's shoes.

The young master ignored the two of them and cried to himself.

After a while, a couple brought the young master back home with their servants.

So far, there are no living things in the execution ground except Yun Zuo and Ye Changyao.

The two found out where the Wang family's ancestral grave was, bought a coffin and some sacrifices, and rushed over.

After the coffin was buried, Yunzuo knelt in front of the grave and burned the offerings, while Ye Changyao held an oil-paper umbrella for Yunzuo so that the rain would not extinguish the flames.

Ye Changyao wanted to persuade Yunzuo to go back earlier, otherwise, if the heat flared up, it would be really inconvenient to deal with it, but he couldn't bear to interrupt Yunzuo.

Yunzuo burned the gold ingot, and suddenly felt his body was hot. He resisted to burn the rest of the sacrifices, and then stood up, threw himself into Ye Changyao's arms, and panted, "Husband, hurry up!" Send me back."

Before the words fell to the ground, Ye Changyao had already hugged him horizontally.

Ye Changyao used his body skills, and he was out of the cemetery in a snap of his fingers.

He turned his head, looked in the direction of Mrs. Wang's grave, and murmured, "The number one scholar is filial. If you hadn't killed the number one scholar, would you have lived a good life in the capital now? But now you don't even have the tombstone." Can't stand."

——Establishing a tombstone may cause Mrs. Wang to be dug up and flogged by angry people.

His sanity gradually slackened, and as soon as he arrived in the room, he immediately tore his clothes rudely.

The sound of tearing silk pierced Ye Changyao's cochlea, and he quickly hugged Yun Zuo back into his arms.

Because of deliberate suppression of estrus, estrus did not make Yunzuo feel better, and Yunzuo was not let go until midnight.

Ye Changyao stared at Yun Zuo who had fallen asleep in his arms, and said in a low voice: "You sent Mrs. Wang off for the last time, collected her body, buried her, and burned the sacrifices, do you feel better? "

On August 24th, the two of them had breakfast in the hotel lobby, but unexpectedly heard the news of the young master's death.

The little boy bumped his head to death in front of Zhuangyuanlang's tombstone, his blood soaked into the soil of the tomb, did he know that he might have touched Zhuangyuanlang's coffin?

Many people sighed, but many of them were curious, winking and gossiping, after all, broken sleeves are rare in today's world.

Yun Zuo couldn't help thinking: If I could keep an eye on him, how great would it be to save his life?

He didn't leave yesterday until the young master was brought home by his servants before he left the execution ground, because he was afraid that the young master would commit suicide.

However, the little boy still committed suicide.

Zhuangyuanlang died on June 21, while the young master died on August 23, the difference is February and two days, I wonder if Zhuangyuanlang has been reincarnated?I don't know if the young master can meet the number one scholar in the underworld?

Surely we can see each other.

Maybe the young master planned to follow Zhuangyuanlang after hearing the news of Zhuangyuanlang's death. He lived like a walking corpse until yesterday because of resentment, so that he could witness the murderer who killed his sweetheart with his own eyes.

Who can not resent the innocent death of his sweetheart?

Yunzuo instinctively glanced at Ye Changyao, and after confirming that Ye Changyao was safe and sound, he went on to eat his fried dough sticks.

He dipped the fritters into the soy milk before putting it in his mouth.

The fritters are soaked in soy milk, and when you bite down, your mouth is full of smooth soy milk.

Ye Changyao looked at Yunzou carefully, and said word by word: "It's definitely not your fault."

Yunzuo raised his head, and said bitterly: "But Ye Changyao, a living life is gone, and I might be able to save him, how can you teach me not to blame myself?"

"In this way, I am also at fault. I am just like you, so I may be able to save him." Ye Changyao stretched out his hand to cover the back of Yunzuo's hand, and sighed, "But Saburo, you should understand that if a living person dies, he will be saved." Zhi cannot be saved, even if you can save him the first time, then the second time, the third time... can you save him?"

"I..." Yun Zuo had to admit that he was too naive. Some injuries cannot be healed after a period of time. If the injury is still there, it is like a gangrene, and a living person is just enduring the torture alive.

"I can't save him." He felt the warmth from Ye Changyao's palm, "You are right, thank you for helping me."

"Hurry up and eat." Ye Changyao stroked the back of Yunzuo's hand and withdrew his hand, "Your estrus period is not over yet, you need to eat more."

"Yeah." Yun Zuo buried his head in his meal immediately.

After breakfast, the two of them went for a walk outside the inn together. After walking more than a hundred steps, there was a faint scent of incense and the sound of chanting sutras.

The scent of incense and the sound of chanting obviously came from the young master's house.

The champion city is not big, news of the young master's death spread like wildfire, and the people around the two of them were all talking about the young master.

One of them said: "Xie's young master has a good temper, he smiles when he meets everyone, and has a handsome appearance, no wonder he is favored by the number one scholar."

Another person said: "When the Xie family was not prosperous, the Xie family and the Wang family lived next to each other. It must be because they have had a good impression of each other since childhood."

The young master everyone mentioned was completely different from the young master Yun Zuo had met.

Yun Zuo couldn't bear to listen any more, and said to Ye Changyao, "Let's go back."

Ye Changyao naturally wouldn't object: "Okay, let's go back."

On August 26, the young master was buried. For the sake of the young master, his parents buried the young master and Zhuangyuan Lang together.

After the heat subsided, Yunzuo and Ye Changyao went to pay homage to the young master and the number one scholar.

The soil in the tomb where the young master and Zhuangyuan Lang were buried together was still soft, and there was a touch of scarlet in it, which was extremely eye-catching.

The tombstone has been wiped clean, but there are still a few traces of blood embedded in the cracks in the stone.

It was almost dusk, and the sky was covered with gorgeous Huoshaoyun. The Huoshaoyun gently covered the tomb with a layer of warm light, which made the tomb look extra warm. The young master and Zhuangyuan seemed to be just asleep. Rather than waiting unconsciously for the corpse to rot, deteriorate, and give birth to maggots.

On August 27, there was no more sutra chanting in Zhuangyuan City.

On August 29, the long-lasting smell of incense finally dissipated.

August [-]th, this day was the last day of Yunzuo's estrus period, and the heat came on fiercely, before dawn, Yunzuo had been forced to wake up from his sleep.

He was in Ye Changyao's arms, desperately biting his lips because he didn't want to disturb Ye Changyao's good sleep, so as not to reveal his condition with his panting.

But it was really wrong to be in Ye Changyao's arms, he lingered for a moment, then struggled to get out of Ye Changyao's arms.

One side of the bed was against the wall, and he was sleeping on the side against the wall, he hurriedly leaned against the wall, using the wall to cool himself down.

Unfortunately, all to no avail.

He hadn't felt this bad for a long time.

Fang wanted to comfort himself, but in the blink of an eye, his body fell into Ye Changyao's arms.

Ye Changyao guessed that the heat on the last day should be quite severe, so he only dared to sleep lightly, so as soon as Yun Zuo came out of his arms, he woke up.

As he stretched out his hand, he pecked and kissed Yunzuo's cheek.

"Husband..." Yun Zuo's call was breathy, soft and sticky, and his body almost melted into Ye Changyao's arms like an osmanthus cake.

On September [-]st, Yun Zuo was so tired that he couldn't even move a finger.

He slumped in Ye Changyao's arms, and mumbled, "Thirsty...I'm so thirsty..."

Ye Changyao immediately went to pour a cup of cold water, and when his breath warmed up, he helped Yunzuo to sit down so that he could drink water.

However, he only fed some, but Yunzuo choked, so he turned to feed Yunzuo by mouth.

Yunzuo swallowed the warm water from Ye Changyao's mouth, but his hands and feet followed the peacock's instinct to wrap around Ye Changyao.

His original form was a male green peacock, and Ye Changyao was his spouse.

If his original form was a female green peacock, after three months of estrus, he must have been pregnant with Ye Changyao's child, right?

He thought about it in a daze, and soon fell into a complete coma.

At this point, his estrus period is finally over.

And he and Ye Changyao will set off for Guancui Mountain in a few days.