Daily life in Kaifeng dormitory

When Murong Xie said this, his eyes were already red, his vision was blurred by tears, he couldn't see clearly, the surrounding seemed to be getting darker, he couldn't help but trembled.

Zhao Yuanjing held his hand, and clearly felt that Murong Xie's hand was getting colder and shaking constantly.

Murong Xie took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to adjust his state, but it was as if he couldn't get out of the nightmare, his clenched teeth were "clacking" slightly, making a trembling sound.

Zhao Yuanjing called him a few words in a low voice, but Murong Xie didn't seem to hear him at all, and his eyes were a little empty.

Zhao Yuanjing struggled to sit up. He felt that the wound on his back might be torn again. It hurt a lot, but this pain was probably far less than the pain and fear in the child's heart back then.

Zhao Yuanjing forced himself to sit up, opened his arms, and hugged Murong Xie in his arms.

The young man kept trembling in his arms, and the bloody scar was ruthlessly uncovered. Although many years had passed, everything at that time was still vivid in his memory.

Murong Xie felt a little bit exhausted, leaning against Zhao Yuanjing's arms, he felt the temperature on Zhao Yuanjing's body was very high, very warm, that was because Zhao Yuanjing was still feverish.

This warm breath made Murong Xie feel at ease. In the dark and dark dry well, Murong Xie had been imagining that there would be such a person who would take him out with a warm embrace.

It's just that he heard the voice that made him despair, and that was the real evil spirit.

This evil spirit turned out to be his mother...

Murong Xie didn't understand why his mother wanted to kill him, wasn't he her only son?

More than one night, those gentle hands coaxed him to sleep, but on another night that was too ordinary, those gentle hands threw him into the bottomless abyss.

Murong Xie felt his eyes were sore, he couldn't help it anymore, warm tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.Fortunately, Zhao Yuanjing couldn't see himself crying while holding him.

Zhao Yuanjing could not see it, but he heard the young man in his arms sobbing, his breathing was extremely irregular.His shoulders were slowly getting wet...

Murong Xie recalled the nightmares that had haunted him for countless years, he comforted himself, everything is over, no one can treat him like this anymore, those are just some unpleasant memories.

fine……

At that time, someone happened to pass by and rescued him.

This person is naturally Murong Yan.

At that time, Murong Xie was dying, and he had almost no will to survive. His will had been broken long ago, and of course he didn't survive when he heard his mother's words.

But Murong Yan's martial arts is very good, and he even heard a faint sound in the dry well, it was the sound of human breathing, although it was very faint, it did exist.

Murong Yan jumped down from the dry well, and saw a pale child lying under the dirty dry well.The child's cheeks that should have been fleshy were now gray, revealing the desolation of a dying person.

Murong Yan took the child away and saved the child's life.

Murong Xie will remember the feeling at that time for the rest of his life, there was a warm embrace, holding him tightly, that person said in his ear that it was all right, and kept comforting him.

just like……

just now……

Regardless of the injury on his back, Zhao Yuanjing held him tightly in his arms, stretched out his hand and patted his back lightly, pacified him, and said softly: "It's okay, don't think about it, don't think about anything Now, I can protect you, and I won't let you get hurt any more."

Murong Xie was in a daze, feeling that Zhao Yuanjing and his adoptive father looked very much alike, very much alike...

Such a warm embrace really made him yearn for it.

Murong Xie couldn't hold back, and reached out to hug Zhao Yuanjing.It's just that as soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched the wound on Zhao Yuanjing's back, and the pain made Zhao Yuanjing tremble.

But Zhao Yuanjing didn't care about this, instead he hugged him even tighter.

Murong Xie didn't dare to touch his wound again, but he didn't want to let go of such a warm embrace either.

Murong Xie raised his arm high to avoid the wound on Zhao Yuanjing's back, one hand hooked Zhao Yuanjing's back, and the other hand could only hook his neck.

Zhao Yuanjing suffocated suddenly, Murong Xie's gesture was really ambiguous, like inviting a kiss.

He suddenly remembered that absurd dream, as if he had tasted Murong Xie's soft lips, that familiar feeling made his heart itch, and he really wanted to lower his head to confirm.

Zhao Yuanjing lowered his eyes and saw Murong Xie leaning on his shoulder.

Murong Xie's lips were no longer that deep purple, they seemed to have calmed down a bit, and turned back to the obsessive tender red.

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help reaching out to touch his side neck, slowly moving upwards, and gently stroking his cheek, the slippery feeling made him unable to put it down.

Murong Xie didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong at all. He actually didn't know anything about this kind of thing. No one had ever taught him, and he had never taken the initiative to explore it.

Murong Xie just felt a little itchy from his touch, he raised his body a little, shook his head, trying to get rid of Zhao Yuanjing's hand.

It's just that he tilted his head slightly and rubbed his cheek against Zhao Yuanjing's hand, as if lighting a fire.

Zhao Yuanjing looked a little obsessed, the distance between him and Murong Xie was already very close, if it was any closer...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help but lowered his head, and when he lowered his head slightly, his lips immediately pressed against Murong Xie's.

Murong Xie was frightened instantly. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but his voice was still in his throat, and he felt a slippery tongue slipping into his mouth.

This feeling was so strange, Murong Xie opened his eyes wide, and quickly retracted his tongue, trying to avoid Zhao Yuanjing's tongue sticking into his mouth.Maybe it was because he was too frightened, so Murong Xie couldn't turn his head anymore. He was only focused on dodging Zhao Yuanjing's tongue, but completely forgot to push Zhao Yuanjing away, and instead hooked his hands tightly around his neck.

Zhao Yuanjing tasted that soft and gentle touch, which was the same as in the dream, and even better.

He simply caressed Murong Xie's ear lightly and comfortingly, and then gently teased the inexperienced Murong Xie.

Murong Xie snorted, for him, this kind of experience is really too comfortable, so comfortable that he has no ability to parry at all.

Now he only knows to breathe, his originally stiff body has softened, his mind is blank, and he can't think of anything.

Zhao Yuanjing subconsciously felt that he was doing something absurd, but he didn't want to stop at all, he really wanted to possess this young man.

Murong Xie's whole body was limp, and he had no strength at all. When Zhao Yuanjing released him out of breath, he realized that he was pressed on the bed by Zhao Yuanjing.

Their posture was so weird that it made Murong Xie's heart skip a beat, and he stared at Zhao Yuanjing with wide eyes.Although he had never done such a thing with anyone, he also realized that they seemed too close like this.

Murong Xie didn't know how to become like this at all, he was extremely flustered for a while, but he really didn't hate it.

Murong Xie has known about Zhao Yuanjing for a long time. He heard from his adoptive father that people in the world are very taboo to interact with people in the court, let alone Zhao Yuanjing is a prince, but his adoptive father and him are friends, very good friends .

Murong Xie had imagined before that such a prince might be very similar to his adoptive father.

But Murong Yan and Zhao Yuanjing are not similar, Murong Yan is a man of temperament, but Zhao Yuanjing is not.Zhao Yuanjing has been living in the royal family, and he is used to being a smiling tiger, always wearing a mask that makes it hard to see.

Murong Xie wanted to meet this prince very much before, but later he hated Zhao Yuanjing very much.

Because of Zhao Yuanjing, his adoptive father died.

Murong Xie never thought about why his adoptive father died suddenly because his martial arts were so strong.

Murong Xie hated Zhao Yuanjing, he knew that Zhao Yuanjing could not be blamed for Murong Yan's death, but he subconsciously hated Zhao Yuanjing.

But now, Murong Xie doesn't hate Zhao Yuanjing's kiss at all, he is a little bit greedy for Zhao Yuanjing's embrace, that kind of soft feeling makes his heart beat fast.

Zhao Yuanjing calmed down, saw Murong Xie's confused eyes, and realized what he had done.

Zhao Yuanjing wanted to stand up, but Murong Xie was still holding onto his sleeve tightly.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "I just..."

Murong Xie was awakened by his voice, his cheeks turned red, the sadness just now was gone.

Zhao Yuanjing was startled. He likes to see young people panicked and even shy. He also wants to see young people with tears in their eyes, but they are definitely not crying because of sadness and fear.

Zhao Yuanjing took back what he had said in the middle, and he stretched out his hand to gently stroke Murong Xie's cheek, and said, "Good boy, stay by my side."

Murong Xie blinked in confusion, and said, "What are you doing by your side?"

Zhao Yuanjing gave a low laugh, and gently kissed Murong Xie on the forehead, saying: "I will protect you, make you happy, and make you mine, and mine alone."

Murong Xie was taken aback when he heard that, although he had no experience in emotional matters, he still understood what Zhao Yuanjing said, and said in surprise: "You are my adoptive father's friend."

Zhao Yuanjing is a friend of his adoptive father, obviously he should belong to the elders.

Zhao Yuanjing laughed again and said, "Good boy, don't you like what I did just now?"

Murong Xie was stunned for a moment, as if he was reminiscing about the kiss between the two just now.His expression looked so honest that Zhao Yuanjing was short of breath.

Murong Xie was stunned for a long time before he murmured: "I like it... I like it very much..."

Zhao Yuanjing really wanted to possess him now, but the injury on his back made Zhao Yuanjing a little bit overwhelmed.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "You have suffered enough, let me protect you in the future, okay?"

Murong Xie laughed, stretched out his hand to touch Zhao Yuanjing's back, and heard Zhao Yuanjing gasping for air.

Murong Xie said, "You were stabbed by me just now, and you still want to protect me?"

Zhao Yuanjing grabbed his hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it, Murong Xie blushed suddenly, and he didn't dare to look into Zhao Yuanjing's eyes anymore, how could he have the radiant look just now.

Zhao Yuanjing said with a smile: "My martial arts are not as good as before. I really can't beat you. But if you want to kill people, you can't do it with good martial arts."

Murong Xie's eyes flickered, and he said, "You can't do what I want to do."

Zhao Yuanjing frowned, just as he was about to speak, Murong Xie got out from under him, turned over and got off the bed.

Murong Xie found that his hair and clothes were a little messy, tidied up a little embarrassedly, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Yuanjing said immediately, "What are you going to do?"

Murong Xie said: "Revenge, of course, is revenge. I want to avenge my foster father."

Zhao Yuanjing wanted to stretch out his hand to grab Murong Xie, but Murong Xie hid quickly, did not ask him to hold him back, he had already walked to the window, and said calmly: "Don't worry about the snake pattern totem, I don't want to drag you into the water. "

Zhao Yuanjing was in a hurry, he was about to stand up while leaning on the side of the bed, but as soon as he raised his head, Murong Xie had already left, and there was no one in the room, it was empty.

……

Ni Yexin and Murong Changqing came out of the yamen, their faces were terribly cold, and there was no one there.If they don't go back to the inn, then they can watch the sunrise outside.

Ni Ye stomped his feet coldly, and said: "The body of the young master Xie was never found, and the murderer was hastily identified."

The old Wu Zuo said that they did not find the child's body, but because the Xie family was very powerful, the official was not easy to offend Xie's family at that time, so he casually brought a murderer to question, and this murderer was a maid of the Xie family.

The old Wu Zuo told them that the maid of the Xie family was very beautiful and young. I heard that the old lady of the Xie family wanted to let Master Xie accept her as a child. A male, too thin.

However, the maid was pushed to the yamen, and the old lady suddenly lost her grandson, and her teeth were itching with hatred. This matter was ignored, and the maid died in the end.

Ni Yexin felt that this matter was too strange, the body of the young master Xie's family was never found, how did they confirm that the maid killed someone.

The old Wu Zuo recalled it, saying that it had been too long and he couldn't remember it. Finally, the officials checked the case file and found out that the eldest lady gave a statement.

It was recorded in the file that the eldest lady said that the maid had been acting strange recently. On the night the young master disappeared, she heard a voice outside, got up and went out to check, and found that the maid was mysterious and didn't know what she was doing.The eldest lady said that the servant girl definitely took advantage of that time to take his son away and throw him into the dry well.

That servant girl is just a slave, even if she was beaten to death by her master, it's nothing serious, not to mention that she was charged with killing the young master, she died as soon as she died. Just rumors.

It's over, it's over.

Ni Yexin stomped her feet and rubbed her hands, and said, "The more I think about it, the more suspicious the eldest lady is, do you remember? The eldest lady said a few words before."

Murong Changqing asked: "What are you talking about?"

Ni Yexin said: "The eldest lady said that before the death of the young master of the Xie family, she went to see the young master of the Xie family. At that time, the young master of the Xie family was looking at the account book and was very angry. The eldest lady persuaded the young master of the Xie family just left."

Murong Chang nodded affectionately, it was said by Da Furen himself, he remembered it.

Ni Yexin said: "I am afraid that at that time, the eldest lady learned that the young master of the Xie family had seen the clues from the account book, so she wanted to kill people to silence her."

Murong Chang said affectionately: "Then what is the relationship between the housekeeper and the eldest lady?"

Ni Yexin said: "It's also a coincidence that the steward also met the eldest lady before he died."

On the night when the butler died, because the first lady and the second lady had a quarrel, the butler went to the courtyards of the first lady and the second lady, and brought the doctor there.The lady's servant girl said that the steward and the lady spoke a few words, but after a short time, the butler left in a hurry.

Ni Yexin said: "I'm afraid the eldest lady wanted to make a scapegoat, making us think that the butler killed the young master because the young master discovered the secret. In fact, the butler is just greedy for some small money, and is really behind the scenes. It's someone else. It's just that Da Furen probably didn't think of it, and we are still going down to investigate, and we haven't stopped at all."

"Then what should we do now?" Murong Chang said affectionately.

Ni Yexin rolled her eyes and said, "I think now that the eldest lady probably knows that things are not perfect, so she is anxious like ants on a hot pot."

Originally, the housekeeper committed suicide in fear of crime. This ending was indeed perfect, but now he made an exception. If he wanted to continue to handle the matter perfectly, then someone had to take over.

Ni Yexin said: "Ma'am is definitely thinking about who she will use to cover herself. There is no second choice for the person who will cover her. It must be the servant girl Yinghong."

Murong Chang frowned affectionately, and said, "Madam is going to kill Yinghong?"

Ni Yexin nodded, and said: "Yinghong is not as easy to deal with as the housekeeper. Yinghong will never commit suicide. Da Furen will either kill her herself, or buy her to kill her."

The butler has a daughter, and now the daughter is married to a good husband and has a child. The lady can grab the butler's lifeline if she just grabs it. As long as the butler's daughter and grandson are used to threaten him, the butler will not die even if he is afraid of death. He couldn't die, so the butler decided to commit suicide and put everything that the eldest lady did on himself.

But Yinghong is different. Yinghong has no family members at all. She is alone. Although she has been favored by the eldest lady before, she loves Master Xie.

Therefore, it is impossible for Yinghong to choose to commit suicide in order to help the lady top the bag.

Murong Changqing frowned, and Ni Yexin said: "Don't worry, Xie's family has Chi Long and Zhao Yin, Yinghong will never die so quickly. Da Furen just found out that she is about to reveal her secrets, and she is definitely more serious than us." Worry, on such a night, I guess I can't figure out how to kill Yinghong."

Murong Chang looked at him affectionately. In the dark night, Ni Yexin's eyes seemed to be particularly bright.

Murong Changqing said: "What method did you think of?"

Ni Yexin said: "There is a little trick."

Ni Yexin beckoned to Murong Changqing, motioning for him to come over.

Seeing his movements, Murong Changqing couldn't help laughing, lowered his head, and asked, "Will you tell me if I kiss you?"

Ni Yexin blushed, and said with a stern face: "Look at how serious I am, I didn't joke with you."

Murong Changqing was amused by him, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, and said: "It's okay to kiss."

Ni Yexin's face turned even redder, and she said with a stern look, "Do you still want to listen?"

"Tell me." Murong said affectionately.

Ni Yexin couldn't wait to say: "Since Da Furen wants to kill Yinghong, why don't we help her?"

Murong raised his eyebrows affectionately.

Ni Ye was gearing up and said, "Think about it, if the murderer wants to kill a person, but that person is suddenly killed by someone else, how surprised, surprised and disturbed is the murderer? I can't wait to see Mrs. That expression."