General's Gown

Chapter 6 Spring Night 1 Degree 3

When Yan Changqing had to return to his general's mansion through the back door, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.The butler and the guards didn't dare to show their anger when they saw it. When they turned around, they found that the second prince of Dongyun was still holding the general behind him. His face was pale and his breath was dying like a wilting chicken, and they were too frightened to take a second look.

How did they know that as soon as the second prince returned to the wing, he immediately changed into a different person.He Lian Rongchuan lay lazily in the bathtub, a tricky smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of his mouth, completely gone from his listless appearance of being seriously injured during the day.Originally, he intentionally made a trick at the moment Yan Changqing slapped him. His luck shook his tendons a little.The only shortcoming is that he has to vomit a few mouthfuls of blood. I don't know if he has bluffed the famous General Yan.

However, he would really like to take a good look at the general.

They were all from the background of generals, why are other generals and soldiers rough-skinned and thick-skinned, but this General Yan was born with such fine skin and tender flesh, especially those black eyes that are as clear as obsidian.If you read correctly, the moment he kissed his wrist, Helian Rongchuan could clearly see that even Yan Changqing's neck turned pink...

Really interesting.

The more Helian Rongchuan thought about it, the more he felt that such a night should not be spent peacefully.

Late at night.The shadows of trees outside the window shine mottledly on Yan Changqing's handsome sleeping face through the window edge.

A gust of wind blew by for no reason outside the window, as if a cat tiptoed down from the eaves.

Yan Changqing closed his eyes, the eyeballs moved slightly under the eyelids, but he kept silent, as if he was still in a deep sleep, but his left hand was quietly inserted under the pillow.

Something came over and weighed heavily on him, making him impenetrable.The itching on the neck is like crawling on insects...

Yan Changqing opened his eyes suddenly.

The person in front of him with slightly curly brown hair was gently stroking Yan Changqing's neck.The man raised his head, a pair of deep, tea-brown eyes.

Yan Changqing was expressionless, a sharp dagger was already at the man's throat.

"..."

Helian Rongchuan looked at him steadfastly, his brown eyes were unblinking, but unfocused.

Suddenly, Yan Changqing realized something was wrong.

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Helian Rongchuan's shoulder lightly.

"..."

Helian Rongchuan still didn't respond, not even rolling his eyes, it was very empty.

It suddenly occurred to Yan Changqing that during the day when he was settling the precious prince, he seemed to hear Helian Rongchuan's attendants expressly confided to his housekeepers something like "Nocturnalism...be careful". He didn't pay attention to the matter of the quenching snow stone, and now he was suddenly shocked.

Could it be that Helian Rongchuan has nocturnal travel syndrome!

Yan Changqing had seen the disease of nocturnal excursion in a miscellaneous book a long time ago.He vaguely remembered that patients with this disease would often get up unconsciously at night and do some inexplicable things, but it was difficult to wake up the person who was swimming at night with ordinary voices.But when he woke up the next day, the patient could not remember anything.This disease is not dangerous, and there is no serious problem with the patient's body.But there is only one thing, that is, you must not forcibly wake up a person who is traveling at night, otherwise the person who is traveling at night will die of heartbreak.

Since you can't wake it up, you can only hide.

Yan Changqing turned sideways slightly, intending to slip away silently, but before he lifted his leg, Helian Rongchuan suddenly gave him a strange smile, and murmured:

"Little Beauty~"

Yan Changqing:? ? ?

Before Yan Changqing could react, Helian Rongchuan suddenly pounced and pressed him hard on the bed.Caught off guard, Yan Changqing slammed his head against the bedpost, and while dizzy, Helian Rongchuan gently bit the side of his neck.

"Oh!" Yan Changqing's body trembled, with wind in his palm, he raised his hand without hesitation to strike at the back of Helian Rongchuan's head, and when he saw that he was about to strike, he suddenly stopped in mid-air.

No.

This palm will most likely wake up Helian Rongchuan and kill him.

While Yan Changqing was hesitating for a moment, Helian Rongchuan took another mouthful into his earlobe and sucked gently, the sticky and wet sound hit his heart directly from his ears.The male aggressive breath filled his ears instantly.

Well!

Yan Changqing snorted unexpectedly, and immediately covered his mouth tightly.

Can't make a sound.

In case people from outside were attracted and saw that he was pressed on the bed by a man and dared not move, it would be better to hit him head-on to death.

And if the sound awakened the instigator, causing the prince of Dongyun to die in his house, then he would not be able to wash himself away even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

How to do?

Yan Changqing held his breath and concentrated, trying to twist his neck to one side, trying to get rid of Helian Rongchuan's offensive.Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a long column-shaped pillow at the foot of the bed, immediately thought about it, and stretched his arms to grab it.

But this fishing happened to give Helian Rongchuan an opportunity, so he grabbed Yan Changqing's struggling wrist and pressed it on top of Yan Changqing's head. Deep in obscene clothes...

Yan Changqing only felt goosebumps all over his body, but he couldn't struggle vigorously.With a heartbeat, he raised his knees and gently clamped Helian Rongchuan's waist. It seemed extremely ambiguous, but in fact he pushed his feet, and the moment he got rid of the shackles, he picked up the long pillow at the foot of the bed and stuffed it into Helian Rongchuan's waist. In Lian Rongchuan's arms.

Helian Rongchuan was taken aback, but he didn't notice anything strange in his dull eyes. He took a bite of a little beauty, hugging the long pillow like an octopus and "making out" wantonly.

Yan Changqing raised his hands to wrap his coat, looked back thoughtfully, then turned and left.

The next morning.

Yan Changqing, dressed in black military uniform, practiced his sword behind the rockery in the backyard. The shadow of the sword was flying, and he stabbed 72 swords in one practice.

huh-huh-

Yan Changqing panted slightly, his firm and well-proportioned chest rose and fell.Under the golden morning light, the bundled long jet-black hair shone like satin, and a few strands of hair stuck to the sweaty forehead.The handsome face, the thin waist, the straight and slender legs, and the meticulous attire... everything shows a kind of restraint and demagogic power.

After practicing for another half an hour, Yan Changqing finally stopped.He supported the epee with one hand, and loosened his collar with the other.The crisp, cool air of the morning rushes into his lungs.

Sensing the gaze behind him, Yan Changqing turned around.

"His Royal Highness Prince."

Yan Changqing looked at the empty rockery not far away and said.

After a pause, Helian Rongchuan had a green leaf in his mouth, and then wandered out from behind the rockery.

"Hey, good morning, Lord Yan!"

Sure enough, this person was staring at him secretly.

Yan Changqing didn't look sideways, turned around and left.

Helian Rongchuan took a step forward, just blocking the way.

"Please excuse me, Your Highness."

Helian Rongchuan chuckled, but his eyes caught Yan Changqing's neck.The neck of the black military uniform is whiter. Although the collar is high, it seems to be deliberately covering something, but if you look closely, you can still see a pink mark on the side of the neck.

This man is really interesting.

Helian Rongchuan couldn't help thinking back to the feeling of embracing this proud, resilient and explosive young body last night.It's really strange, he has hugged so many beauties, but he has never hugged so many beauties like last night, just hugging, not even other intimacy, he suddenly had a strange urge.

He pretended to be nocturnal on purpose, just wanting to play tricks on this cold general, but he almost lost control of himself.The stubborn, angry but helpless look in the man's black eyes, and the proud look on his face, all strongly aroused Helian Rongchuan's desire to invade and conquer.

"If your Highness is fine, please make way."

Yan Changqing couldn't help frowning when he saw the smirk on this man's face.

Helian Rongchuan asked knowingly, and teased, "What's wrong with Lord Yan's neck?"

Yan Changqing calmly lifted his collar up slightly: "Mosquitoes were a nuisance last night."

"Oh——" Helian Rongchuan chuckled: "Master Yan is really delicate and tender. In March of Yangchun, did you attract mosquitoes?"

……

Yan Changqing acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and was about to leave sideways.

Helian Rongchuan took a side step and blocked the way again.

Yan Changqing walked to the left, Helian Rongchuan blocked to the left.Going to the right, the man blocked to the right again.

Yan Changqing raised his eyes and looked at Helian Rongchuan indifferently: "Is there something else, Your Highness?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you have such a huge courtyard, there are no concubines, and there are no beautiful maids. This king is really bored—" Helian Rongchuan took a step forward with a playful smile, and Yan Changqing immediately took a step back.

"—Why don't you talk to me."

Yan Changqing said: "The matter of quenching the snow stone was delayed yesterday, if His Highness is healthy—"

"No, no, no" Helian Rongchuan interrupted Yan Changqing: "I'm not healed yet, my chest still hurts, ouch—" Helian Rongchuan tightly clutched his chest, with a painful expression on his face:

"My king's chest hurts, and Master Yan needs to rub it to heal."

……

Yan Changqing looked at him coldly: "If your Highness really hasn't recovered, you should take more medicine."

Before he finished speaking, Helian Rongchuan's personal servant was looking at something from a distance with a lacquered wooden tray, and when he saw his master, he hurried over.I saw a large blue-rimmed porcelain bowl in the tray, a large black bowl of unknown semi-solidified matter, and it was still gurgling and steaming.

"Your Highness, this servant has found you! This is the decoction that Master Yan ordered this servant to cook. It is said that it is a very precious medicinal material. It is very nourishing to the body and calms the nerves."

Helian Rongchuan's smile suddenly froze.

The boy was obsequiously asking for credit, without noticing that his master had stabbed him 120 times silently in his heart.

"Don't want to drink?"

Yan Changqing's eyes were like two sharp daggers.

If you don't drink it, doesn't it mean you're pretending to be sick?

Helian Rongchuan hesitated for a moment, picked up the big bowl and took a big gulp.

puff!Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Helian Rongchuan spurted out violently.

"Why is it so bitter!" There was a strong bitterness, and there was sourness in the bitterness.

"The doctor instructed that in order to soothe His Highness, Yan deliberately added a few more Coptis chinensis to the medicine." Yan Chang said quietly.

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