my voice is poisonous

Yan Qingjiang's bite was urgent, heavy and ruthless, and Wen Yu's lips bled immediately, and a strong blood lingered between their noses immediately.

Yan Qingjiang's bite shocked himself back, he pushed Wen Yu away, and shouted without tears: "That's all I thought about!"

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to run.

Wen Yu let him pounce, and his old waist almost broke the table. He stood up with one hand supporting his waist, and hurriedly grabbed his hand with the other, and pulled him back with all his strength.

Wen Yu let him kiss, and finally confirmed Yan Qingjiang's heart, regardless of whether he put his arms around Yan Qingjiang's waist, lowered his forehead to his forehead, and said softly: "I am in the Houwu clan That night I wanted to tell you that if you were a woman, I would have to marry you with such a kiss."

Yan Qingjiang was about to break free from him, but the man who heard the words was also a little confused, and blurted out angrily: "I know, you said it! You just said it this morning, so you don't need to say it again!"

He said this without thinking, and broke away from Wen Yu and wanted to leave again.

As soon as Wen Yu rolled his eyes, he knew exactly what he had dreamed about in the morning, and he didn't reveal it, and smiled with the corner of his mouth so sweet that he was so sweet.

Wen Yu hurriedly chased after Yan Qingjiang and grabbed Yan Qingjiang again, and pulled him into his arms again, regardless of how violently he moved, only the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose, his eyes were gentle and tender, and he continued with his voice pressed: " Now I'm thinking again, even if you're a man, if you jump over and take a bite like this, I can't say no, and I want to marry you."

Yan Qingjiang was finally stunned, Wen Yu had said this in his dream, and now he said again that he couldn't distinguish between reality and dream.

As soon as he stopped moving, his eyes suddenly became confused, Wen Yu didn't say any more, seized the right moment and kissed him, Yan Qingjiang asked him to kiss

Had to tremble slightly.

Both of them were beginners, and they didn't know how to kiss. They just instinctively sucked each other's lips close to each other, and all the blood from Wen Yu's lips was fed into Yan Qingjiang's mouth.

Yan Qingjiang held his breath clumsily and stiffly, the two of them kissed ceaselessly, I don't know how long they had been kissing, Wen Yu panted slightly and pulled some distance away from him, leaning his forehead together, then smiled sullenly, dumbfounded The voice said: "I just dreamed that I treated you like this when I got up in the morning, did I have a dream?"

Yan Qingjiang blushed, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, his lips parted, he wanted to say something but didn't say it.

Wen Yu understood, and deliberately asked him maliciously: "Could it be that I did something else to you?"

Yan Qingjiang's face became even redder, and he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word. He grabbed the clothes by his waist with both hands, and pressed his forehead against his shoulder.

Wen Yu only said that he was thin-skinned, and worried that if his mood fluctuated too much, he would go astray, so he changed the subject, and talked to him in a few words to confess his heart. When talking about the emotional part, she hugged Yan Qingjiang and kissed him on the forehead and cheek.

The sun outside was gradually setting, and the room was also dark. The lamp on the table was flickering with orange candlelight, reflecting the tenderness in the room like a painting.

"Where's that eldest princess?" Yan Qingjiang said suddenly, buried on his shoulder.

"Which princess?" Wen Yu threw it away after using it, pretending to be stupid.

"The pretty one." Yan Qingjiang gritted his teeth and reminded him.

"There are beautiful princesses in this capital?" Wen Yu said shamelessly, "I've never seen one before."

"How about being considerate and docile?" Yan Qingjiang asked again.

"It's all heard." Wen Yu coaxed him softly.

"Are you good at poetry and songs?" Yan Qingjiang continued to ask.

"That's spreading rumors." Wen Yu said again.

"A talented woman in the palace?" Yan Qingjiang had a good memory, and he memorized all of Wen Qinru's remarks.

"What's the matter with me?" Wen Yu held back a smile but didn't dare to make a sound.

"Qinru's sister-in-law?" Yan Qingjiang continued to grit his teeth and dig through old accounts.

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, put his arms around his sweetheart and said, "Isn't that you?"

Yan Qingjiang made him laugh at his rebuttals. Wen Yu lived half his life, and only now did he realize that he had the unique skill of talking love and coaxing others.

Besides the commotion at the dinner table, Wen Qinru was always concerned, and didn't know how the two of them talked.

She only knew that her elder brother was an unusual one. Although he had never done anything in his life, he was still an idiot.

An elm lump with muscles that are quite different from ordinary people, and she is not tactful in doing things, especially on sex, which worries her quite a bit.

Wen Qinru thought about it, and finally waited for sunset, and went to Wen Yu's yard with some pastries.

The door of Wen Yu's room was closed, and the room was dark, while the door of Yan Qingjiang's room was not only open, but the lights were on, and there were some faint noises in the room, as if the two were whispering.

She stood in front of the door and raised her sleeves to cover her lips and smiled, relieved, coughed heavily again, and raised her voice: "Brother, Yan Qing?"

As soon as she called out, the people who hugged each other in the room immediately separated.

Wen Yu patted Yan Qingjiang on the shoulder, told him to sit down at the table, and said, "Qinru, come in."

Before the lingering sound was over, Wen Qinru entered the room with a plate of pastries. As soon as her eyes touched Wen Yufu's, they all turned away tacitly.

Curved eyebrows.

"I saw that Yan Qing didn't have a good appetite today, and I didn't know if the food was not to my taste, so I brought some snacks from the kitchen, in case he would be hungry at night." She found the right thing from the beginning, Yan Qingjiang got up to thank her, and took it She placed the pastry plate on the table in her hand.

Wen Qinru turned his gaze to his lips, said "Huh" softly, and turned back to look at Wen Yu in surprise.

Yan Qingjiang's lips were swollen, and there was a light blood-stained scratch under his lips, Wen Yu's lips were not only swollen but also torn...

This...this is...

Wen Qinru's eyes wandered back and forth, and he raised his finger to his lips, Yan Qingjiang understood instantly, he turned his head to dodge in embarrassment, but Wen Yu laughed out loud.

Wen Qinru also let out a "puchi" laugh, and Yan Qingjiang's face immediately turned red.

Wen Yu was half joking and half scolding Wen Qinru: "He has a thin skin, don't you always stare at him and smile."

Wen Qinru couldn't help laughing and nodded frequently out of breath, while Yan Qingjiang wanted to dodge with a blushing face, but suddenly felt that he should be more frank, and shouldn't be twitching like a woman, so he stuck his neck Let her laugh.

Not long after, he laughed too.

After they played around for a while, Wen Qinru went back to her own room.

Yan Qingjiang twirled a piece of pastry and took a bite, tasting the fragrance of nuts. Huo Ran felt blessed, raised his eyes to Wen Yu and said clearly: "You two are at the dinner table, are you deliberately making fun of me?"

Wen Yu pleaded guilty to him in a low voice, squatted straight down and grabbed his hand, raised his eyes to meet him, eyes full of affection, and said softly: "I apologize to you, I am the one who pleaded Qinru helped me to test you. Marrying a princess is a lie, but what I just told you just now is true, not half a joke."

"Yes." Yan Qingjiang nodded, "I believe you."

Hearing this, Wen Yu smiled and kissed his forehead again: "That's good, I'm going to go to court tomorrow, and I'm going to sleep now, and I can't leave early frequently in the future. If you and Qinru are bored in the room, Then go out for a walk and wait for me to come back earlier in the evening."

Yan Qingjiang nodded in agreement, Wen Yu walked outside the house and turned back again, leaning on the pillars inside the house and told him in a gentle voice: "If Ren Canglan gives you those books again—"

Yan Qingjiang's face turned red again, and he stammered first: "I just don't look at it!"

"—No," Wen Yu chuckled softly, raised his eyebrows and said, "If he gives you those books again, you can take them all back, and we can resell them and exchange them for some silver taels."

Yan Qingjiang: "..."

*****

Sure enough, from the second day on, Wen Yu became busy, and even Ren Canglan came less often, but Ren Canglan still found time to come once in the middle, and asked them for wedding candy as soon as they entered the door.

Wen Yu gave him a stare, and he even wept in a fake manner, saying that Wen Yu was the so-called "bring the newcomer into the house and the matchmaker throw it over the wall".

Later, summer gradually entered in Beijing, and the weather became hot, and once it was out of control, they didn't like to go out very much, and they could feel much better just staying in the house.

Since then, life in Wen's residence has been turbulent. After dinner, Wen Yu often talked with Yan Qingjiang in the room. Both of them are introverted people, and just now they have developed some friendship from the bottom of their hearts, and they don't know how to express it , the left and right are just accompanied by each other under the lamp, and the days go by

It's even more intimate than ever.

Wen Yu taught him to read a few lines by the candlelight, picked out some beautiful and poetic words, and taught him to write on the rice paper over and over again, and before going to bed, he took his hand and babbled some love words, etc. He fell asleep before leaving.

On the day of Duanyang, Wen Yu took Wen Qinru and Yan Qingjiang to watch the dragon boat dance, and when he came back, he held a small ceramic pot in his arms. Wen Yu was always thinking about Yan Qingjiang's fish farming, so he bought a few when he saw it on the way fry.

He poured the fish fry into the lotus pond in front of the corridor. Yan Qingjiang fed the chickens and his donkey ten taels in the morning, and then went to feed the fish again. He put his hands under the water every day, waiting for the few fish fry to come and circle around. Swim around.

Wen Qinru once said to Wen Yu: "Yan Qing's life is extremely contented."

"Yeah." Wen Yu stood in the corridor, looked at Yan Qingjiang's back and said back to her, "He was used to being alone in the past, and he had no desires or desires so much, now he cares nothing for him."

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he went to paint the two sections of the piano again. The summer is hot and dry, and the time for the paint to dry has also been greatly shortened.

Seeing that summer is over and autumn is coming, Wen Yu has been thinking in private whether he should save the steps of painting a few times and finish the piano earlier before he leaves home.

On the day of Liqiu, the astrology in the sky changed again—the year star went eastward into Taiwei Court, and out of the east gate, there were urgent soldiers in the world. (Note 1)

Wen Yu stood under the pear tree in the courtyard, with his hands folded and his head raised. Yan Qingjiang and Wen Qinru stood beside him and counted the pears on the tree by the moonlight. The branches trembled.

"Maybe we'll be able to eat it next month." Wen Qinru said to Yan Qingjiang, "It's a pity that the peach trees in front of the corridor don't produce fruit, otherwise there would be peaches to eat."

Yan Qingjiang nodded in confusion, thought for a moment and asked, "Why don't those peach trees bear fruit?"

"Trees that bloom beautifully usually don't bear fruit." Wen Qinru didn't know how to explain it. He raised his head and pondered for a while, looking at the moon above his head and said, "Perhaps... this tree is the same as a person. It is impossible to think about everything and everything will be perfect.”

Wen Yu looked aside and thought it was funny, but felt that Wen Qinru's remarks were appropriate and transparent, so she nodded in agreement.

They were joking together when suddenly someone quickly stepped into the courtyard gate, bowed and cupped his hands and said: "My lord, there are people coming from the palace, let your lord enter the palace immediately to face the saint."

Wen Yu responded unexpectedly, told him to back down, turned around without avoiding Wen Qinru, put his hand on Yan Qingjiang's shoulder, put his lips on Yan Qingjiang's forehead and kissed him, and said in a gentle voice: "You sleep late today, I have something to tell you when I get back."

Wen Qinru stuck out his tongue at the side, and Yan Qingjiang was getting thicker now, so he responded without blushing: "Okay."

*****

Wen Yu was led to the imperial study room. He Minzhi leaned on the throne, frowning slightly. When he saw him coming, he said in his usual cool and teasing tone: "Wen Qing, do you know what I am doing?" Why did you call you into the palace late at night?"

After Wen Yu died, the door was closed, and there was no one else in the room except him and He Minzhi.

Wen Yu knelt down and saluted, and after getting up, he replied truthfully: "Yes, I know."

"Wen Qing is really good at pinching and counting." He Minzhi smiled meaningfully, put his hands under his ears, and dragged his feet for a long time.

At that moment, Wen Yu thought that his doom was coming.

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Note 1: Sui Xing travels east and enters Taiwei Court, and exits the east gate, there are urgent soldiers in the world; —— "Emperor Zhan"

What exactly happened in this paragraph will be explained later~ The next chapter is the last chapter of the ancient part, and then the ancient part will appear, and the plot will run.