Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

……

This thing is too big.

Yun Lang swallowed, raised his head in the hot steam, suppressed his heartbeat, and looked at Xiao Shuo's expression.

This matter has been entangled for a long time, and both of them have thought about it separately.Yun Lang's mouth is stubborn, probably relying on Xiao Xiaowang's connivance, he refuses to admit defeat, but he knows it in his heart.

Even if there are not many, one only needs to take a look at His Royal Highness Yan Wang in the study, who squeezed out a gap in the busy official work, kept reading the words and picture albums day and night, and it should be clear.

Little prince... I'm afraid it's very good.

Yun Lang supported the stone bank, he felt guilty for a while, his foot accidentally stepped on the ground, Liu Yun's body skills could not be used in the water, and he fell into the pool at one end.

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hands to protect his chest and shoulders, and picked up the major general who had thrown himself into the clear pond, dripping from the water.

Yun Lang choked on his saliva, held his arm and raised his head.

The hot spring water completely soaked the two of them, and the heat steamed up, soaking the little prince's deep brows, and his dark eyes were like washing with water, reflecting his shadow more clearly.

Yun Lang had a bad heart, coughed twice, and pressed the rebellious heart: "I—"

Xiao Shuo raised his hand, wiped the color of water between Yun Lang's brows and eyelashes, and carried him back into his arms.

The arms around the back were not as fiery as imagined, and didn't even have much confinement and restraint. They just hugged him very peacefully, with the palms across the clothes, rolling over the shoulder blades and back inch by inch.

Yun Lang sensed something was wrong, blinked the moisture on his eyelashes a few times, and looked up.

The two almost fell in the water, and the position at this time was just right. He wanted to look at Xiao Shuo, but his eyes couldn't help being pulled by the passing scene, and then looked back.

The sky was completely late, and there were stars twinkling in the dark night sky between the cracks and cracks in the rocks.

When the two entered the cave, they lit the torch left by the old days, and the fire light reflected warmly in the cave, but the stars chasing after the crack were cold and vast.

It is cold and clear, embedded in the colder and quieter sky, so far away that it seems to be within reach.

Yun Lang watched for a moment, took a deep breath and exhaled, pulled the corners of his mouth, and looked away.

Xiao Shuo was still leaning against the rocky shore, with one arm protecting Yun Lang's back, his gaze fell on him quietly.

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing: "Look at what I'm doing? Looking at the stars."

"I just saw it."

Xiao Shuo said: "When I looked up, I understood what you said."

Yun Lang was startled: "What are you talking about?"

Xiao Shuo said softly, "Major General burns the qin and cooks the cranes, spreads moss on the mat... Finally, without spoiling the scenery, he understands the starry sky, and he is anxious to show it to others and talk to them."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and glared at Xiao Xiaowang who didn't say anything nice, not knowing what to say to get angry.

Xiao Shuojing looked at him for a long time, raised his hand to caress the end of Yunlang's eyes, lowered his head and gently kissed away the slightly hot salty water vapor: "It's a pity that this person is actually a piece of cold and hard ice. It’s not hot, it can’t be called back.”

"...Little Prince."

Yun Lang clutched his chest, his eyes darkened from the pain: "Next time you want to poke my heart, please say first—"

Xiao Shuo hugged his shoulders tightly, closed his eyes, and lowered his head to kiss General Yun who was trembling slightly in pain.

Yun Lang was soaking in the hot spring, but his fingers were still cold, he clenched his fingers several times as hard as he could, and grabbed Xiao Shuo's sleeves: "Nonsense, why are other people ice-cold?"

Yunlang's voice was also hoarse, and he turned his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "I know his thoughts, his heart is like mine, and his blood is hotter than mine. It's so hot that if I don't go back, Then he can burn himself clean..."

Xiao Shuo's chest trembled slightly, he folded his arms, kissed Yun Lang firmly, and swallowed the remaining words little by little.

He still tried his best to restrain his strength, but the strength from Yunlang's arms was stronger than his, almost as if he wanted to tear his flesh and blood through the obstructing clothes, crush them completely into his chest, and melt them together.

Since their reunion, the two of them had made their hearts to each other as long as they could, and they had entrusted everything they could entrust, and there was no half-distance between them.

The only thing that each is cautious and guards against is the old wounds that have fallen over the years.

Hide it a little deeper, and a little deeper, it's best to chew up the scars and swallow them, and hold them out to make the other person feel relieved and open-minded.

Every moment of them seems to be earned, and they don't have time to spend too much time on healing their injuries. Occasionally, they touch each other a little bit, and they feel pain, so they help each other and drag them to go over first, and then talk after finishing their business.

……

Business.

Xiao Shuo hugged Yun Lang, and felt the trembling, unprecedented eagerness and intensity coming out of the major general's arms, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He was wrong.

He only knows how to untie Yunlang's heart knots tied to others, those tied to the ancestors, those tied to his father, queen, mother, concubine, grandfather, Tai Tuo, those elm lumps of the former Shuofang Army.

But Yunlang's deepest knot has always been him.

His major general didn't understand these things, and he didn't even know about love affairs, so he just kept covering him.The more he blamed himself, the more Yun Lang instinctively hid his hurt.

Hidden so deep that I didn't even notice it, and it became a serious illness, which tortured and dragged down my mind step by step.

Xiao Shuo suppressed the hot eyes, and responded to Yun Lang's trembling kiss.

The breath is rushing and intertwined, and the heartbeat echoes in the empty cave, tracing the hot spring up the stone wall, and echoing with the starlight.

When they were separated a little, Yun Lang's eyes were covered with whiteness, he coughed and lowered his head, lying in Xiao Shuo's arms drowsily.

"Slow down."

Xiao Shuo lowered his head and gently kissed Yun Lang's brow and eyes: "I want to ask you to collect debts, so save some effort."

Yun Lang coughed in a daze, and subdued in a low voice: "I have no strength..."

"It's okay." Xiao Shuo said softly, "I have."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Xiaowang's tone was very abnormal.

Yun Lang thumped as hard as he could, turned over on his lap, and raised his head to meet Xiao Shuo's gaze: "That's not right. Usually at this time, you shouldn't say, since you have no strength, you should take a good rest and sleep peacefully. You don't bother me..."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, resting on Yunlang's shoulder and neck: "Do you want to sleep?"

Yun Lang was speechless, tongue-tied, and buried hot in the hot spring, spit out a string of bubbles.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, fished out the major general who was about to turn into a puddle, wrapped it wet in his arms, and kissed his forehead: "I know I was wrong."

Yun Lang was already dizzy and weak from his tenderness, he liked Xiao Shuo's kiss like water, he rubbed against the cool lips pressed between his brows, raised his head and said vaguely: "What's wrong? "

"I always blame you for not being enlightened. It turns out that I am the one who is not enlightened."

Xiao Shuo covered his hair and stroked it: "I told you to guard me for so long."

Yun Lang was slightly startled, met Xiao Shuo's gaze, was silent for a moment and suddenly became happy, lowered his head and bit Xiao Xiaowang's neck.

He bit it with great strength, and after holding it for a while, the strength gradually slowed down, slowly grinding between his teeth with the small piece of flesh that was warmed by the water in his mouth.

Xiao Shuo's breath was stagnant, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Nonsense."

"What are you talking about?"

Yun Lang lay on his neck, his chest trembled following the voice, shaking away the slight itching: "It's cold...you warm me up."

The major general was born with arrogance, and it was easy to say such words as a joke, but when he said it seriously, he almost doubled every word.

The lips and teeth were pursed and said word by word, as if each word was crushed in his mouth, and he spit it out slowly.

……

Slow enough to make people feel hot.

Suppressing his heartbeat, Xiao Shuo hugged Yun Langjin's narrow waist, and said in a low voice, "Is it wrong tomorrow?"

"No delay." Yun Lang answered quickly, "It's time for my personal soldiers to follow up, let's go by car."

Xiao Shuo was a little dumb, glanced at him, and continued to ask slowly, "The clothes are soaked, do you have a change of clothes?"

"Have!"

Yun Lang told him to be very worried: "I have seventeen clothes tombs, dozens of sets of clothes, pick whatever you want."

Xiao Shuo stroked the top of Yunlang's hair and was silent for a moment: "You—"

Yun Lang bit back the red tooth mark in one bite, rubbed it in his mouth for a couple of times, and rubbed it with the tip of his tongue aggressively and clumsily.

The moist warmth from the neck is soft and disturbing, which disturbs people's mind for no reason.

"Hold me a little bit."

Xiao Shuo stopped teasing him, and finished in a hoarse voice: "If it hurts, just say it."

Yun Lang shuddered, but before he could feel the vague night cold in the cave, it was already wrapped tightly by Fuluo's hot kiss, which was airtight.

The torch had been burned out at some point, and the inside of the cave was darkened, and the light seeping in from the crack on the top became more obvious, hazy, covered with a layer of light and clear light.

The sky and floor mats, starlight as lamps, warm water flowing into a satin-like brocade quilt.

The spring water reflects the stars in the sky, the cold water light is shattered, shattered and scattered, and the silver light of the spring is finely shattered.

Yun Lang was dripping with sweat, and bit his lower lip. Before he could exert enough force, Xiao Shuo had already grabbed his shoulders, and whispered, "Bite me."

"I don't." Yun Lang turned his head away, "You hurt enough, I—"

Xiao Shuo wrapped his arms behind his back, protecting Yunlang's shoulders, and slowly pressed against his forehead.

Yun Lang snorted and bit his shoulder.

At the turn of winter and spring, a deafening spring thunder rolled out of the cave, like a white lightning, burning the world, mountains and rivers into a vast expanse of light and darkness.

In the roaring thunder after another, the bursting sparks crackled and burned, igniting a piece of scalding heat, scalding into the flowing water and undulating mountains.

……

Thin rain fell down, and the face was not cold.

One spring rain and one warm one, the fresh earthy smell makes the rain water rise, the breeze circulates, and the warmth wraps the tired muscles and bones.

Yun Lang opened his eyes under Xiao Shuo's kiss, he had no strength left, tried his best to gather some smiles under his eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth towards Xiao Shuo.

Xiao Shuo fished the luggage thrown on the shore, found his own water bag, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, and sat up with Yun Lang in his arms.

Yun Lang was not thirsty, shook his head, and closed his eyes again.

Xiao Shuo pressed against his lips, gently pried Yun Lang's lips open, and carefully fed them bit by bit.

Yun Lang felt a rush of bitter ginseng and goji berries, opened his eyes in astonishment, and looked at Xiao Xiaowang's water bag that he hadn't touched in the past few days: "Why do you even bring medicinal wine..."

"It's not as good as General Yun's foresight."

Xiao Shuo said slowly, "I also brought good ointment."

Xiao Shuo fed two more mouthfuls, watching Yunlang's white lips soften a little, and looked sideways at Yunlang's untouched baggage for the past few days.

At this time, most of the burden had been unpacked, and a lot of the jar of ointment had been used up, the smell of grass and trees was fresh and refreshing, and the jar of green bamboo jade was exquisite and clear, reflecting a little sparkling water.

Xiao Shuo paused for a moment, but finally couldn't help it: "It's still a big portion..."

"Say one more thing." Yun Lang blushed and begged for death, "I'll just pour your medicinal wine and give it to the rabbits in the mountains to drink."

Xiao Shuo kept his mouth shut, carefully closed the jar of green bamboo jade and wiped it clean, put it back in the bag and put it away, and carried Yunlang out of the hot spring.

The major general really wants to be comfortable all the time.No one has come to this hot spring for a long time, and the defenders of Hangu Pass are still meticulously taking care of it quietly. In the depths of the cave, clean cloth towels and soft furs are prepared, and there are even stone beds for people to rest on. Feiyan's oil lamp.

Xiao Shuo took a large cloth towel, wiped off the dripping water for Yunlang, changed into clean clothes, and gently placed him on the stone bed in his arms.

Yun Lang asked him to take care of him comfortably, and the little spirit that had awakened from shame and anger quietly dissipated, and he lay down following Xiao Shuo's strength, and pressed his palm: "Little prince..."

His yelling was different from the usual ones, and he slowly uttered his words, unexpectedly revealing a gentle and soft intimacy.

Xiao Shuo pulled these three words on his chest, leaned over to hug Yun Lang, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Yun Lang's eyes were hazy and clear, lying on the stone bed, he smiled at him obediently.

Xiao Shuo vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he sat quietly for a while, took the medicinal wine that Imperial Physician Liang had given him before he left, and took a sip himself.

The wine was hot at the entrance, and a thread flowed down the throat into the abdomen, and the scorching alcohol immediately rushed up and turned to the top of the head.

……

Xiao Shuo suffered from dizziness for a while, thought about the three mouthfuls he had just fed to Yunlang, sat on the side of the bed, and pressed his forehead.

Yunlang's drinking capacity is far better than his, and he is drunk to the brim after pouring less than three sips.It's just that he completely let go of his heart and defenses, and when he was exhausted and exhausted, he let the spirits sneak in and accidentally poured it on his head.

Xiao Shuo told him to flash the clear water in his eyes, and the fire that had just subsided actually burned back to his chest, and he closed his eyes: "What do you want?"

Yun Lang smiled at him, but only knew to call him: "Little Prince."

Xiao Shuo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and said softly, "You want me?"

Yun Lang moved as hard as he could into the stone bed, his energy was completely exhausted, there was very little room for moving, and he refused to stop, slowly gathering his strength to earn money.

Xiao Shuo leaned over and stretched out his hand, hugged Yun Lang, and lay down together, asking Yun Lang to pillow on his chest.

Satisfied, Yun Lang buried himself in his shoulder, his voice lowered, with a faint nasal sound: "Little prince..."

"I'm here." Xiao Shuo hugged him, "It's not a dream, I'm holding you, we're at your residence."

Yun Lang thought about it for a while, coughed twice, shook his hand, and touched the words carved on the side of the stone bed.

Xiao Shuo never paid attention to the handwriting beside the bed, and followed Yun Lang's strength to caress it carefully, feeling out the handwriting engraved on it bit by bit, his chest burned, and he changed his voice in a hoarse voice: "...ours."

Yun Lang happily raised the corner of his mouth, and patted Xiao Shuo's back with a big bag.

He had already boasted to the guards of Hangu Pass that he would definitely snatch His Royal Highness King Yan back to live with him.At this time, the wish was fulfilled, and he was too sleepy, so he yawned greatly: "Little prince."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

When Yun Lang was half-drunk, he was very obedient, neither messing around nor making troubles.

It would be even better if he could say something else besides the three words "Little Prince".

Xiao Shuo patiently embraced him, following Yunlang's usual habit, slowly stroking the major general's shoulders, back and back which were probably still sore: "Yes."

Yun Lang tried his best to lift his eyelids a little, and the light in his eyes gathered, and he looked at him against the drowsiness.

Xiao Shuo touched the sleepy Yun Lang, and kissed his trembling eyelashes.

The major general was usually incomprehensible and spoiled the scenery everywhere, but at this time he was so obedient that it made people feel weak. It seemed that those stories were not completely in vain.

I also know that after this kind of thing, I have to be gentle and affectionate.

Xiao Shuo wanted to guide him, kissed him, and asked softly: "What's wrong with the little prince?"

The lamps and candles flickered, and the water color in front of the cave reflected the cold starlight, against Yun Lang's more handsome eyebrows and eyes than when he was young, revealing the dusty air of mountains and rivers far away.

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand and embraced the elegant and clear General Yun.

Yun Langzui grinned dizzily, smiled at him, and raised his thumb: "It's really good."