Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The old master led people to repair the Tangchi for several days, and tried his best. If Doctor Liang didn't stop it quickly when he saw that the situation was wrong, he would almost have asked people to hang up the hazy veil and light the charming candles.

At this time, the old master was still very regretful to have brought the two young masters here, and felt that the atmosphere was far from being in place: "Can you want some silk and bamboo music? It seems to be there, ethereal but not ethereal..."

"..." Xiao Shuo glanced at Yun Lang, who was eager to make a fuss: "No need."

The old master and Young Master Yun looked at each other, and both sighed regretfully.

"Bring me a bowl of milk." Xiao Shuo said, "If it's hot, add some honey."

Yun Lang has never touched this kind of thing to coax children since he was ten years old. The eldest was reluctant and yawned: "How old is Xiao Wangye? I don't drink it."

Wrapped in thin fur, Yun Lang felt that the hot and moist water vapor of the hot spring was in opposition to the chill hidden between his muscles and bones, and he shivered slightly.

He has already passed the period of fatigue, and it is called hot and cold, and it is quite clear: "It's better to soak in the soup pool, and I don't want to take something exciting. I drink chicken head with sesame oil, roast pork skin, and lychee paste in ice and snow and cold water..."

Xiao Shuo let him order randomly, and put him down gently: "Who said it's just for drinking?"

Yun Lang opened his mouth, opened his mouth unhurriedly, met Xiao Shuo's warm and quiet black pupils, and unconsciously paused for a moment.

The old master waited by the side of the soup pool, and was about to go out to ask someone to prepare. Hearing this sentence, his heart suddenly sank: "My lord, no! The imperial doctor Liang said, the young master is weak now, and he can't handle the wild, even if he will Fainted……"

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo didn't know what the old master was looking forward to all day, so he held Yunlang steady, raised his head and said, "I told him to rest his stomach first, drink the grape wine without feeling it, but it's actually very sexual, so as not to complain of stomach pain tomorrow. "

The old master was stunned for a while, coughed dryly, lowered his head and shut his mouth tightly, and hurried out to give orders.

Xiao Shuo knew that the master would be chaotic if he cared about it, so he didn't pursue it. He supported Yun Lang and asked him to lie down on the slightly scalded stone slab, "Take a break."

Yun Lang was still thinking about the wild method of a bowl of milk, shrank into the blanket warmly, and nodded absentmindedly.

Xiao Shuo touched his forehead, took the warm jade pillow, and put it on the back of Yunlang's neck.

"I'm here to take a dip in the soup pool." Yun Lang let him play with him, and muttered in a low voice, "I didn't come to sleep by the side of the soup pool..."

"You are weak now, and the internal cold is better than the external temperature, so you can't go directly to soak."

Xiao Shuo said: "Take it easy, otherwise it won't be easy to go down."

Yun Lang didn't know that he still had these words, so he lay down resentfully, and flipped it back and forth on the slightly hot clean stone board several times.

Seeing him tossing about, Xiao Shuo was a little dumb, and stretched out his hand to hold the thin fur wrapped in Yunlang.

"Don't make trouble." Yun Lang focused on branding himself, "Nuan Nuan..."

Halfway through the book, Xiao Xiaowang asked Lord Xiao to reach out and grab his chest full.

Yun Lang couldn't help himself, and rolled his head into Xiao Xiaowang's arms, especially puzzled: "Is this the time to make trouble? Why don't you hurry up and make me warm so that I can play with you?"

The old master has not yet returned, and there is no one around at this time, Yun Lang has a big red face on his face, and he is talking nonsense: "We have sex when we are awake, and we don't disperse when we are drunk. wave……"

Seeing him tampering with the poems of his predecessors, Xiao Shuo couldn't listen to it: "If Grand Tutor Cai is here now, I'm afraid I'll hit you ten times with a ruler."

It was rare for Yun Lang to go all out like this, and he hugged him firmly, and his mind was shaken: "Teacher Cai, apart from listening to me reciting poems, can't you see that we are hugging each other crookedly?"

"..." Xiao Shuo raised his hand, covered the mouth of General Yun Shao, and peeled off his clothes with one hand.

Yun Lang still wanted to speak, so he moved his mouth under Xiao Wangye's palm, reluctantly: "Woo."

He only knows how to make trouble, but he doesn't know how it feels to rub his lips lightly, warm and soft, and stick to the palm of his hand.

Xiao Shuo's breath stagnated slightly, he glanced at Yun Lang, then moved his hand away: "Say less."

"Say a few words and fall asleep." Yun Lang was still looking forward to Putao Niang, "If I sleep in the soup pool, what else can I do..."

Xiao Shuojing looked at his palm for a moment, squeezed it, and said slowly: "You can also—"

Yun Lang heard his voice and came back to his senses: "Ah?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Shuo said, "You are in a hurry to warm up, you shouldn't ask the slate for this matter."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, before he had time to react, he had asked Xiao Xiaowang Ye to peel off his outer robe carefully, and put the whole thing into his arms.

Unprepared, Yun Lang touched his chest with warmth and shuddered slightly: "Why is it so hot?"

Xiao Shuo's eyes stopped on his lips for a moment, and he supported Yunlang's shoulders and neck, telling him to relieve all his strength.

Yun Lang was still not at ease, and wanted to check if Xiao Shuo was hot from the cold in the snow, so he moved his hand with great difficulty, but Xiao Shuo held it, "It's okay."

Yun Lang didn't think it was all right: "Nonsense, let me see—"

As soon as he moved, most of his body weight fell into Xiao Shuo's arms, and his body was pressed against each other, suddenly he paused.

Xiao Shuo sat cross-legged, put his arm around him, and sighed softly, "Young General."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo said slowly, "You—"

"Understood!" Yun Lang became angry with embarrassment, "Is there epimedium in this soup pond?"

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then moved the ignorant General Yun slightly away: "It's only for relaxing tendons and activating blood circulation, you and I don't need this medicine."

"You don't care about killing but don't bury, at least restrain yourself."

Xiao Shuo said: "If I tell you to kill me to the core, you will faint again when you can't help yourself..."

Yun Lang's eyes were so hot that he almost fainted on the spot, desperate, he moved back blushing.

Seeing that he was about to move into the soup pool, Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand to pull him back, and asked Yun Lang to lean against the pool, and snuggled up close to his shoulders: "I sent your personal soldiers tonight to investigate That bunch of jugglers."

Yun Lang was about to talk about something serious at this time, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he was being amnesty: "How did the investigation go?"

"Chasing out two strongholds."

Xiao Shuo said: "One of them is not from Rongdi."

Yun Lang's eyes brightened: "Is this the place King Xiang sent someone to contact?"

"It's very close to Chenqiao. It's a bookstore that has been open for many years."

Xiao Shuo nodded: "The whole city has been searched, and those who are close at hand have never been found."

"It's dark under the lights, the closer you get, the harder it is to find."

Yun Lang often encountered this kind of thing: "When I chased and wiped out the enemy leader for thousands of miles, I ran out for a hundred miles, only to realize that the leader of Rongdi was still behind me."

King Xiang never entered the capital, so the contact point in the capital must be extremely hidden. It must be safe and must not be conspicuous in the slightest, but it must also be able to deliver news so that all affairs in the capital will not be left unattended.

Being able to take root on the edge of the Chenqiao Camp of the Forbidden Army for these years, and pass round after round of inspections safely, it must be extremely difficult for people to notice.

"To be able to hide for such a long time, you must be a master of art and courage." Yun Lang asked curiously, "How did you spread the news?"

"The owner of the bookstore is extremely cautious. Except for receiving news, he never contacts either King Xiang or Rongdi, so it is difficult to investigate."

Xiao Shuo said: "Every fifteen days, he will buy a batch of books and put them on the shelves according to a specific arrangement."

Yun Lang didn't want to use his brain at this time, leaned lazily against Xiao Shuo, and yawned: "The first word of the title of the book spells one sentence? A row across..."

"..." Xiao Shuo looked at him: "If there is news to pass on in the future, ask others to do it, and you must not interfere."

Yun Lang heard that his words were not good, and became angry from embarrassment. He slapped Xiao Wangye on the thigh and stood up: "What's wrong?! It's so imposing to line up in a row! Rong Di knew few Chinese characters in the first place, and when he entered the door, he saw a row of books. Not big enough!"

Xiao Shuo nodded, followed him and said, "So when the inspector in front of the hall was inspecting, he saw a horizontal row of books with the first letters of the titles on the bookshelves, and it turned out to be 'I am King Xiang, rebelling tonight'."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo said slowly: "So, the chief of the palace decided to fight back, and arranged the row below as 'dream of your uncle'."

Yun Lang: "..."

The old master opened the door lightly, brought hot milk with honey, and added a few plates of delicate snacks.Xiao Shuo picked it up, told the old master to go back to rest, and ordered to guard the Nuan Pavilion, not allowing others to come in, and reporting outside the door if something happened.

When he turned around, Yun Lang was so happy that his eyes went dark, and he fell into the soup pool without paying attention.

Xiao Shuo didn't catch it at a glance, and looked at the ripples of the water, his heart sank, and he jumped into the medicinal-scented water with his clothes on: "Yunlang?"

The water in the Tangchi has been stained with a rich medicine color, boiling hot and steaming, the mist is hazy, and the situation below it cannot be seen clearly.

The water pattern gradually flattened, but no one was still visible.

Xiao Shuo frowned and groped in the water: "Earn it out... Yunlang!"

The medicine pool is a medicine bath, and the medicine can not lose the property of the medicine, and the repair is not too shallow.

Although you can't reach your chest and abdomen when you get up, if you slip and fall, you may not be able to stand up when you panic.

Xiao Shuo was so anxious that he couldn't care less about teasing Yun Lang, and searched carefully in the water.Walking to the edge of the pool, the hem of the clothes was suddenly pulled forcefully.

Before he could come back to his senses, General Yun, who had been squatting at the bottom of the pool for a long time, was dragged into prison, and with a body full of hot water vapor, he threw himself head-on.

Unprepared, Xiao Shuo took half a step back and hastily protected him tightly.

"It's just hiding to scare you, are you stupid?"

Yun Lang couldn't hold back Le, raised his hand, and waved it in front of Xiao Xiaowang's eyes: "Back then we two went to release the river lanterns, didn't we also play like this..."

Just as Xiao Shuo was in shock, he wrapped his arms around Yunlang's shoulders and slowly tightened his grip: "When you were playing around like this back then, I scared you into palpitations for three nights. The concubine mother asked the imperial doctor and made a pillow for me Holding it, I gradually fell asleep."

"..." Yun Lang didn't remember the end, coughed lightly, and mumbled: "Really?"

"Where did your precious pillow come from?"

Yun Lang suddenly remembered: "I haven't even dared to touch you, haven't you always been very rare? Why haven't I seen you hugging and hugging these days..."

Xiao Shuo's heartbeat was still pounding, he closed his eyes, calmed down a bit, hugged Yun Lang, and pinched him carefully from head to toe.

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo paused for a moment, then took his arm back and squeezed it: "I lost weight."

"Slender your uncle." Yun Lang gritted his teeth, "Liu Yun's body method is to be as light as a cloud, if you feed me like this again, you don't need to call it Liu Yun Fuyue, just change it to Wu Yun Gaiding."

Xiao Shuo was relieved by his resentment, and he untied Yun Lang's wet clothes and put them aside.

"Are you really scared?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Lang bent down and looked at Xiao Shuo's face: "This is not okay either? Forget it... I won't make trouble with you next time."

Yun Lang tugged at Xiao Shuo, and hummed his back: "Stop being shocked. You don't have to be so nervous about me, you don't know that I'm watery? Swimming for an hour or two is a trivial matter. How could I be so nervous? Choking in a place like this?"

"No matter how good the water quality is, you should still worry about it."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then slowly said: "If you accidentally sprained your left foot when you fell down, and because of panic, your right leg has cramps, your hands collide with each other, and your head hits the bottom of the pool. ..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang lost the slightest thought of tenderness, and let go of his hands and looked at Xiao Shuo with complicated emotions: "Little prince, if you curse me like this for all your nightmares, I won't help you cure them."

Xiao Shuo swallowed back the last words, stared at Yun Lang for a while, pulled him over, and gently kissed his brows: "If...you are drunk, and you want to go to the river to put a river lantern to pray for others. I stumbled and stepped on the air."

Yun Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up in astonishment.

Xiao Shuo took the hot milk, helped Yun Lang to sit by the pool, and put the bowl to his lips.

Yun Lang figured out what was going on, sat for a while, and finally couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "Xian, Emperor..."

During those few years that he didn't care about, he obviously hid things well, and he didn't know how much the late Emperor had nagged with Xiao Shuo.

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes, watched Yun Lang grit his teeth and muttered in a low voice, and stroked his forehead.

Yun Lang sat there for a while with a red face, and he was determined to return to nine and a half years old, closing his eyes and drinking it with his hands.

The warmth in the stomach is much more comfortable than before, and the faint soreness of the limbs and bones from the conflict of cold and heat seems to have eased a lot.

Yun Lang sighed comfortably, and raised his hand to get the cloth towel, but Xiao Shuo hugged him and kissed him.

It was a little different from the previous kisses, Xiao Shuo's body was still hot, and his palm was also hot, pressing against his back, pushing the heat up along his spine little by little.

The slight rush of breath sprayed down, and when it touched one place, it became hot in one place.

Xiao Shuo hugged him, his arms were almost in an unbearable confinement position, his strength was extremely restrained, and he was still only loosely encircling him.

As long as Yunlang breaks free, he can break free from the restraint, and take Xiao Xiaowang Ye somersault along the way.

Yun Lang was soaked in the hot water with the fragrance of medicine, and asked His Royal Highness King Yan to kiss him tentatively, moved and sighed softly.

Xiao Shuo's shoulders tensed slightly, his chest rose and fell several times, and he moved back.

Yun Lang grabbed him, took a firm bite of Prince Xiao, raised his hand and hugged him tightly.

Before he entered Beijing, everyone in the capital said that King Yan was violent and could do whatever he wanted, and he could do whatever he wanted.

Looking at it now, Xiao Xiaowang's temper clearly intends to put himself to death.

After the accident that year, when Yun Lang was recuperating in the palace, he did sneak out on the Shangyuan Festival.He wanted to go to see Xiao Shuo, but he didn't dare to go. He got drunk all by himself, and went to Bianshui to release a river lantern for blessing.

Jin Wuwei didn't dare to get too close to him, and was protected from a distance.Seeing that Yunlang fell into the Bian water, he was so frightened that his soul was split, he flew over to rescue him, and sent him back to Wende Hall.

"My skills, even if I'm drunk, can I still stumble and fall?"

Yun Lang couldn't hide it, so he simply didn't hide it at all, clutching Xiao Shuo's collar, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Fool, I'm drunk and passed out, and I want to get you."

Xiao Shuo's breath was suddenly suffocated, and he raised his eyes to look at Yun Lang.

The soup pool was boiling hot and the mist was steaming. Both of them were dripping with water, and the pool was full of ripples when stirred.

Yun Lang let go of his hands, closed his eyes tightly, and fumbled to remove Xiao Shuo's clothes.

Xiao Shuo told him to tear open the front of his clothes, raised his hand to stop him, and asked Yun Lang to restrain his arm and pull it open.Yun Lang's movements are extremely agile, his figure is criss-crossed, and he has already wiped off his outer shirt.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes hard, sparks crackled in his chest, and was suppressed again: "Yun Lang."

Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "I'm not...you can't bear it now."

"Because of this?" Yun Lang asked, "When I'm healthy, you dare to push me on the couch, tie me up, and treat me like this and that? If you want to wait for me to not be shy, then you have to wait until the year of the monkey ?!"

Xiao Shuo asked him to poke at the center of the matter, and after a moment of silence, he said softly, "You once advised me not to be obsessed with things in the house—"

Yun Lang was so worried: "At that time, I didn't know that I was in charge of the affairs of the room!"

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"You figure it out for yourself."

Yun Lang suppressed the fire, pulled his own belt, bound Xiao Shuo's eyes tightly, and then pulled Xiao Wangye's belt.

Xiao Shuo wanted to stop him, but his waist was emptied, and Yun Lang had already taken the lead.

Xiao Shuo was silent for a while and didn't make any sound.

Seeing that he was not struggling, Yun Lang frowned: "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid." Xiao Shuo said, "How many volumes have you practiced in your script?"

Yun Lang: "..."

"I'm afraid... General Yun has read a lot, but he didn't understand it all."

Xiao Shuo said: "I'm afraid that Major General Yun is more courageous than me. He is so brave that he tied up people, but he can only hug and kiss without thinking."

Yun Lang: "..."

"How do you know that I dare not offend you?"

Xiao Shuo's eyes were covered by his clothes, he lowered his head, and slowly said: "I managed to take your life back so easily, what's the matter if you don't dare to knock or touch you? When you are well, I'm afraid I will But you—”

"Who said I wouldn't dare!" Yun Lang couldn't swallow the breath, bit the bullet, "Stand up straight!"

Xiao Shuo sighed softly and stood up straight.

After all, General Yun knew everything and knew nothing, even if he pierced the sky, he probably couldn't do anything.

Xiao Shuo wanted to make Yun Lang have a good time, so he didn't stop him, he stood in the soup pool, put his hands behind his back, and waited for Yun Lang to tie him up.

The water flow is silent and gently stirring, following the movements of the people in the water, it flows gently, touching the body soaked in the water.

Crisp and itchy.

Xiao Shuo waited for a while, his hands were still empty, and he frowned: "Yun Lang?"

"It's not good." Yun Lang said angrily, "What do you want me to do?"

"Call you." Xiao Shuo said, "See if you wiped the water secretly, changed your clothes and went out, and told me to stand in the pool water like this for three days, and put the chaos of King Xiang to rest first."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo didn't know what he was doing, he raised his hand to untie the belt in front of him, but Yun Lang stopped him: "Wait."

Xiao Shuo stopped his movements and waited for General Yun's order.

"You...bring me that bowl of honey milk."

Yun Lang said: "One last time, I am emboldened."

Xiao Shuo roughly remembered the location, groped a few times, brought over the still warm Qinxiang honey milk, fed it to General Yun and drank it dry in one gulp.

Satisfied, Yun Lang took something in his mouth and bit it hard: "Okay, let's see."

Xiao Shuo had vaguely guessed something, took off his belt, and looked at the situation in front of him silently.

Xiao Shuo fell silent, feeling a little complicated: "You—"

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

Although it was completely different from what was expected, in all fairness, General Yun is indeed very daring.

Holding the empty bowl in one hand, Xiao Shuo scattered his clothes into the water, pressed his forehead, and rubbed it vigorously.

……

Yun Lang has been pondering for several days, and with great effort, he tied himself up with his clothes belt, and sat there tied up on his own.

Majestic, hiccupped.