Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The water vapor is curling up, and the heat is dense.

Xiao Shuo was silent for a while, put down the bowl in his hand, squatted down, stroked Yunlang's hair, and fed him an amber nougat with crisp cheese filling.

……

General Yun Shao was patted on the head, with sugar in his mouth, he looked at His Royal Highness Yan Wang in astonishment: "You don't even do this? Are you serious—"

"Your binding method." Xiao Shuo grabbed the back of his neck, "Where do you want me to start, to do somersaults against you in the water?"

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes, glanced at the hot General Yun, and hugged the man tied into a ball in the pool water, wrapping him in his arms.

"It's not... bound like this?"

Yun Lang told him to hug him, so uncomfortable, he bowed his head hotly: "Isn't it the same as binding a prisoner? Isn't it just tied with a rope and tied with a knot, why are there so many things to say..."

Xiao Shuo listened to his muttering in a low voice, his brows relaxed, and he said in a warm voice: "If you want to learn, I'll go find erotic pictures."

Yun Lang blushed when he heard these three words, but he was very interested. After struggling for a while, his heart finally overwhelmed his courage: "Okay."

Xiao Shuo was actually a little worried in his heart, worried that with General Yun's talent in this matter, even if he looked at the erotic pictures, he might not be enlightened, or he might be enlightened to some other place.

...the major general of his own family.

Xiao Shuo pressed his forehead hard several times, without leaving too much expectation, he pulled him over, and fumbled for the knot carefully.

The feeling in the water was different from usual, Yun Lang shuddered slightly, his heart was bent, and he was about to raise his head and chest to be slaughtered, when Xiao Shuo slapped him lightly on the back.

Yun Lang got angry for a while: "Why are you still fighting——"

"Be honest." Xiao Shuo said, "Le red."

Yun Lang has always been unrestrained and unrestrained, life and death are nothing to worry about, and he really can't care about this at all: "It doesn't hurt..."

He looked at Xiao Shuo's expression, hesitated for a while, but swallowed back the words, and followed Xiao Shuo's strength to relax.

Xiao Shuo supported Yun Lang, his palms protected the reddish marks on his body from being twisted by the belt, a little curious: "Why are you so obedient today?"

"I'm afraid that your heart will hurt." Yun Lang decided to go all out today, and he simply let go, and squeezed against Xiao Shuo without too much heat, "Aren't you willing to watch me tie this?"

"It depends on how to tie it."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a long while, then fell silent for a moment: "If that's the case, the five flowers are tied up, and we just wait for the title..."

Seeing him pondering, Yun Lang knew that this man was going to tease him again, and became angry from embarrassment: "You can't say anything good, can you?"

Xiao Shuo sighed softly, and changed his words: "You and I will weigh together."

Yun Lang put on airs, and said in a lukewarm way: "It's very good, what's the name for?"

Xiao Shuo: "Weigh a catty and sell it well. The money we sell will buy the script, and we can read it together at home."

Yun Lang was quite affected by his messy coaxing, so he held up the air for a while, smacked almost, and didn't hold back for a while.

Xiao Shuojing looked at Yun Lang, caught a bright smile in his eyes, touched the back of his warm neck, and continued to untie the shackles on his body.

Yun Lang smoothed his hair, leaned on it comfortably, felt tired again, and yawned.

"Take a break." Xiao Shuo supported Yun Lang and let him rest on his shoulder, "You have disturbed your mind today, if you feel tired, you don't have to force yourself to talk."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Not really."

After tossing around for a long while, his whole body was already soaked.Yun Lang asks Xiao Xiaowang to hold him, the place exposed on the water is a bit cold, and moves closer to Xiao Shuo's chest and shoulders.

Yun Lang closed his eyes, relaxed, and buried Xiao Shuo's neck: "Since I returned to the mansion, I see you every day, and I can't help but want to talk to you more."

"It doesn't matter if it's useful or it's useless."

Yun Lang said: "I can see other people on weekdays, I don't know why, I just want to talk to you more."

Xiao Shuo paused, raised his hand to protect Yun Lang, and slowly rubbed the back of his neck.

Yun Lang was very comfortable with this posture, took a breath, and moved again.

Xiao Shuo's shoulders tensed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "You—"

Yun Lang was slightly startled: "What?"

Xiao Shuo supported him, and closed his eyes forcefully: "...it's nothing."

No matter how much General Yun managed to kill him, he was so zealous that he could hold a set of erotic pictures, he would run away as soon as he poked him, and his face would turn red with embarrassment and his ears would turn red into the water if he touched it.

However, he was completely unconscious, completely unaware of being so frank and caring, and any feeling was different from usual, almost magnified to the limit.

Talking in such a low voice, there was a slight tremor against the chest.The airflow brushed against the skin on the neck, itching and numb, hotter than body temperature.

A little heat escapes out of thin air, mixed with the traces of wet water, faintly cool, and the steam of the pool water softly wraps it around.

General Yun tied the knot delicately, Xiao Shuo groped for a long time, finally untied his belt, let go of his hands, and asked the warm water to disperse it: "Did the doctor Liang say that if you are in a situation where you can't help yourself, what should you do?" Method?"

Yun Lang was taken aback for a moment, he vaguely remembered what Liang Taiyi had said, but at that time his mind was too early to remember half a sentence: "It seems that it seems that maybe..."

Seeing his wandering eyes, Xiao Shuo felt a headache, and said in a low voice, "That's all."

If there were really any changes in the matter of the bed curtain in the future, most likely it would be caused by General Yun's torment like this.

Xiao Shuo calmed down, tried his best to clear his mind, put Yun Lang down, and told him to soak in the pool warmly.

The properties of the medicine are rare, and the first soaking effect is the best. It is necessary to disperse the old wounds at this time, so as not to accumulate under the muscles and bones, which will be difficult to remove day after day.

The pool water has been added with high-quality analgesic herbal medicine, and Yunlang soaked it for a while, and it probably has gradually taken effect, and it is not as painful as the previous few times.

Xiao Shuo Liu Yunlang sat still, went to get the medicinal oil prepared earlier, and brought over the chilled grape wine.

Yun Langbai was bored patting the water, his eyes lit up when he saw Putao Niang: "How many glasses shall I drink?"

"You are not allowed to drink alcohol on weekdays, but I will make some exceptions for you today, as long as you don't get drunk."

Xiao Shuo said, "Did you drink Tusu wine in Prince Jing's mansion?"

Yun Lang sat up excitedly, suddenly asked him to poke the sore spot, and coughed: "Just three mouthfuls..."

"I'm not training you." Xiao Shuo said, "The wine in his house is not good, so he told me to mix it with water."

"..." Yun Lang never expected this level, "When?"

"I told you at that time that I used my own method to get rid of the enmity I made back then."

Xiao Shuo said: "A few days ago, I asked someone to buy Tusu wine from Zuixianlou, mixed it with water, put it into a wine shop carriage and sold it at the gate of his house, and sold him fifty jars."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out: "King Jing didn't report to the officials, did he say he was blackmailed?"

Xiao Shuo poured a glass of grape wine and handed it to Yun Lang's lips: "He thinks the wine is not good?"

Yun Lang asked him to stop, thought for a while, and then felt unbelievable: "No..."

"He claims to be elegant, but he pours it in a glass. He doesn't understand wine at all, he only knows to buy the most expensive and best."

Xiao Shuo said: "He can drink three bowls of my wine in one go, what a courage, why should he report to the official?"

Yun Lang asked Xiao Xiao Wang Ye speechless, he was stunned for a while, then he cupped his hands convinced, and sucked half a cup of grape wine with Xiao Shuo's hands.

"Don't talk about him today." Xiao Shuo was annoyed when he thought of this person, and frowned, "He has disturbed your mind, and you will have to settle accounts with him in the future."

"Okay, don't talk about him."

Yun Lang drank the grape wine, breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a long time and suddenly laughed: "But you and I grew up together, I really don't know... Xiao Wangye is so knowledgeable about wine."

"I don't know wine, I only know you."

Xiao Shuo said calmly, "It's just a matter of recalling that everything you like is top grade."

Unprepared, Yun Lang told him to hit his chest with a word, pressing his heart: "Ah."

Xiao Shuo got used to Yunlang's nonsense, so he ignored it, took the porcelain bottle, and poured some medicinal oil in his palm: "Come here."

Yun Lang had almost forgotten what the medicine pool was for. Seeing Xiao Shuo holding a rather suspicious small porcelain bottle at this moment, his heart sank, and most of his sleepiness was relieved: "What is it?"

"You are not afraid of pain."

A sitting place was built by the Tangchi, Xiao Shuo sat down and put the porcelain vase on it: "Use this, it will relieve your pain."

Yun Lang: "!!"

Yun Lang has seen a lot of ointments in the story books, and he understands this very well. Looking at the thing in Xiao Wangye's hand that is said to be able to stop pain after using it, he is very vigilant: "It really doesn't hurt?"

"There will still be some." Xiao Shuo said, "It's inevitable, bear with it."

Yun Lang swallowed dryly: "That's what it says..."

Having said that, the little prince didn't say a word of consolation, he was really cruel and domineering.

Yun Lang has also seen this kind of stuff, and after thinking about it, he has some thoughts: "Can I yell out when I'm in pain?"

"Why not?"

Xiao Shuo also took care of old injuries for him before, never seen Yun Lang like this before, a little inexplicable, he stopped his work: "If you are embarrassed, I will tell you to stay away from outside."

"Of course I'm sorry!"

Yun Lang blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "How can people hear this?"

When Xiao Shuo entered the palace to pay his respects, there was an imperial garden in between, and he had heard Yunlang's majestic and majestic screams.Seeing him at this moment, he also felt embarrassed, and became even more surprised: "Didn't you call from Yanfu Palace to Wende Palace at that time?"

"How can it be the same—"

Yun Lang was so angry that he got up and was about to break up with him, but he suddenly reacted: "..."

Yun Lang opened his mouth, coughed dryly, and said in a low voice, "This is... medicated oil?"

Xiao Shuo looked at Yunlang, and held it up to tell him to smell it.

"I don't want to smell it!" Yun Lang was completely confused, blushing and shameless, "What's the use of putting such a beautiful bottle of broken medicinal oil?!"

"It's for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to pick it up."

Xiao Shuo raised his hand, and brought back General Yun who had slipped along the water in time: "What are you?"

Yun Lang became angry from embarrassment and bit his shoulder.

Xiao Shuo understood, and nodded: "Don't worry, if I want to cheat on you..."

He was silent for a while, but felt that the words were really offensive, so he didn't finish speaking, and held Yun Lang in his arms.

Yun Lang strained his ears and listened for a long time, but didn't hear the following: "And then?"

Xiao Shuo felt that his intimacy was too much, he shook his head and said, "You—"

Yun Lang's eyes were quick and his mouth was quick, and he sealed his mouth tightly: "I just want to hear this, so tell me quickly."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a moment, and moved Yun Lang's hand away: "If you want to cheat on you, the grease in this porcelain bottle... I'm afraid it's not enough."

Yun Lang made it his own fault, and said with a bang: "..."

Xiao Shuo's ears were also quite hot, so he stopped talking and said slowly, "It hurts, hold me."

Yunlang was so hot that he couldn't move, and was dying.

Xiao Shuo caught him, kissed his forehead, and covered Yun Lang on his chest.

The candlelight flickered lightly, and the soft and warm light streamed down from the lantern on the wall, falling on General Yun's body with new wounds and old wounds, and flowing over the two shoulder blades that were still emaciated.

Xiao Shuo held Yunlang's shoulders, half-armed him, and told him to sit still, carefully measuring the acupoints one by one.

Massage to loosen and massage acupuncture points.

What I'm used to doing on weekdays, now I'm too frank, the sound of water flowing unexpectedly adds a lot of ambiguity.

Yun Lang breathed slightly, hugged Xiao Shuo, and silently tightened his arms.

"If you feel unwell, tell me right away."

Xiao Shuo said: "You don't have to bear it."

Yun Lang answered vaguely, took a breath and smiled: "Wipe my sweat for me."

Xiao Shuo had both hands dipped in medicinal oil, he simply held him firmly, and lightly kissed Yun Lang's sweaty forehead.

Little by little, it is as light as a dragonfly touches water, and as warm as a breeze.

Yun Lang disarmed, drowned in the extremely gentle kiss, blinked away the vague moisture between her brows and eyelashes, and closed her eyes.

Xiao Shuo kissed his eyes and his trembling eyelashes.In the steaming heat, Yunlang's forehead was dripping wet, his eyes were tightly closed, and he looked younger than usual.

In a trance, the years that have been separated are also blurred, and the vagueness seems to be wiped out of thin air.

He sold the fake wine to King Jing, cheated King Jing of his money, and took it back to buy grape wine for Yunlang.

Together, they secretly carried out the large vases from the house that could hold people. They didn't know the market, so they asked the porcelain dealers to weigh them and sell them by the catty.The money exchanged was for General Yun to buy a storybook, and Yun Lang was told to lie high on the couch, and Xiaoyaoyao raised his feet to read.

Yunlang went to hang out in the square market, and when he came back, excitedly clutching a pair of clay figurines, he turned into Duanwang's mansion to look for him, with good ointment in his arms.

……

The first emperors are still alive, and the palace of Prince Duan has not been destroyed.There are elder relatives and friends.

Playing swords in leisure time, lying down and fighting tea when drunk.

Yun Lang's chest and shoulders throbbed lightly, and tears suddenly fell.

"Let's earn it ourselves." Xiao Shuo wept violently as if he was venting, and kissed his lips that were icy cold by the salty water, not deeply, but gently touched, "Earn it all back, and go see them again .”

"After seeing them, you can file a complaint again."

Xiao Shuo folded his arms and said softly, "Sue me for failing to take good care of you, you should be punished."

Yun Lang shook his head wholeheartedly, still clenched his teeth, swallowed all the sobs back, and buried his face into Xiao Shuo's shoulder.

Xiao Shuo pushed the acupuncture point on his back for him, and when he was about to turn Yun Lang over in his embrace, he made a move, but his arm was already held by him: "Xiao Shuo."

Xiao Shuo bowed his head and listened to him quietly.

"Don't bear it." Yun Lang clenched his teeth, "I'm not reconciled."

Xiao Shuo frowned, and said in a low voice, "What?"

"I should have entered your mansion long ago, I should have entered your family temple long ago, and asked you to carry it back and tie it up for marriage."

Yun Lang's chest rose and fell, and he pressed against Xiao Shuo's shoulder with all his strength: "I shouldn't have to be embarrassed about such a small matter, I should have fought eight hundred fights with you on the couch, I should have known that my skin is thicker than a city wall, and I should have known how to tie you up." ..."

"..." Xiao Shuo touched the back of his neck: "It's not necessarily—"

Yun Lang clutched him tightly, swayed his heart, and pushed the law to the extreme: "If you bear it any longer, I will treat you as incapable."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang went all out, wiped the water marks on his face, and determined to blackmail His Highness Yan Wang who was in a dilemma.

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a while, but finally couldn't bear the threat of General Yun Shao, sighed lightly, and took him back.

Yun Lang was caught off guard by the hot spot, and opened his eyes wide.

Xiao Shuo leaned against his forehead: "Yun Lang..."

Enthusiasm was stimulated from the depths of the mind, crackling and igniting sparks, all the way up, burning so much that the breathing was tormented like being tortured.

"You know if I can't bear it." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "What will I do to you?"

Yun Lang bowed his neck and was slaughtered: "Do what you like, it's up to you, I—"

"I will restrain you." Xiao Shuo said, "You don't need to be tied... At that time, no matter how skilled you are, you won't be able to escape."

Xiao Shuo's chest and shoulders rose and fell, he hugged Yunlang's shoulders and neck, and said with downcast eyes: "You should know how to use ointment... If you say it hurts, I will kiss you and keep you from making a sound."

Xiao Shuo's voice was a little hoarse: "When I kiss you, it won't be like this. You will be out of breath, but I won't let you go, and you will bite me to bleed..."

Yun Lang blushed and his heart beat, his eyes turned white, and he begged for mercy unconsciously: "Stop talking."

Xiao Shuo was teased by him every day, and at this time, there was still the out-of-the-box slander of "If you don't go to General Yun, you can't do it", so wrongly that you can fly snow in May.

After all, he was worried about Yun Lang's body, and he wanted to teach Yun Lang a lesson that was neither serious nor serious, and established the rules. Yun Lang pulled his arm, hugged him firmly, and lowered his head to his lips.

Today, Yun Lang's energy and blood were churning to the extreme, he raised his hand hastily, and before he could press his chest, he fell headfirst.

Xiao Shuo grabbed his arm: "Yun Lang?"

Yun Lang closed his eyes, the blood on his face faded, his lips were pale, and he slid into the water soundlessly.

Xiao Shuo frowned, grabbed him and pulled him out of the water.

Yun Lang was dripping with water, hanging limply on his arm, without moving.

In the study room, the sun is warm.

Yun Lang lay flat on the couch, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, then they opened suddenly, jumping up with a jerk.

The old master was guarding the door, and when he heard the movement, he hurriedly greeted him: "Young Lord——"

Yun Lang hung his heart: "How many days have I slept?"

"How many days?" The old master was stunned, "You were taken out by the prince last night, and you fell asleep after using Yulu Dan, and you only slept for one night."

Yun Lang was slightly stunned, sat back, and pressed his heart that was already calm.

He was used to the fact that he passed out for a few days and nights, and now it seemed that although it was time-consuming and laborious to start the treatment from the beginning, it was obviously effective.

Yun Lang sat for a while, recalling what happened last night, his face became hot, and he was quite uncomfortable: "Little prince...did you say anything?"

The old master shook his head: "The lord came out yesterday and told us to rush to invite Dr. Liang."

The old master knew that Yunlang was thin-skinned, so he didn't raise his head, and tried his best to speak in a cryptic manner: "I saw your situation, and guessed that it was probably you and the lord... It's hard to control the situation, and the lord has gone too far. Let's call the lord to give it to you first." Take Yulu Dan."

Last night, Yunlang was only motivated by a momentary effort, and after he took his breath away and took Yuludan to straighten it out, he would naturally be fine.

Xiao Shuo was worried, so he sat by the couch all night until Yun Lang slept soundly, and then went to the Si camp in front of the hall.

"It's all the prince's fault, he doesn't know how to measure!"

The old master was used to coaxing the young master, and immediately spoke for the young master: "What did the prince do to you?"

Yun Lang sat for a while, feeling complicated: "I kissed you."

"This kind of nature can't be counted." The old master said, "What else are you doing? You must remind the prince not to do such nonsense in the future..."

Yun Lang: "..."

The old master was stunned: "Young master?"

Yun Lang: "It's gone."

The old master: "?"

Yun Lang sighed a little: "Does the little prince have anything to say to me?"

For a while, the old master couldn't tell whether what Yunlang said was true or false, he hesitated for a while, nodded, and took out a white silk jade bone fan with gold thread: "The prince said, I asked you to give this to you, and told you to give it to me every now and then." Watch, remind yourself..."

Yun Lang roughly guessed that it said something like "cautious speech" and "self-denial", so he took it away and stuffed it into his sleeve.

The old master still wanted to report to the prince, but seeing that Yunlang woke up without any problems, he hurriedly ordered the back kitchen to bring over the hot porridge, and asked Xuan Tiewei to look for the prince.

Yun Lang provoked Xiao Shuo with a provocative method, never expecting that he could be so disappointing, so he sat down for a while, took out his fan and opened it: "..."

The old master made the arrangements properly, took the food and went back to the inner room, and saw that Yun Lang had washed and dressed neatly: "Little Marquis, are you busy today?"

Yun Lang gritted his teeth: "Run away from the mansion."

The old master: "??"

Yun Lang made up his mind to leave the house for a whole day, packed his bags, tied on his cloak, picked a few pieces of favorite snacks from the tray held by the old master, and wrapped them.

Walking to the door, he turned back, picked up the folding fan thrown on the couch, closed it with a snap, and stuffed it into his sleeve angrily.

The old master took the prince's gift for the young master, only knowing that it was the prince who wrote to the young master Yun to reflect on himself every day.He didn't dare to open it all the time, so he poked his head out and took a look at it.

The surface is made of white silk, the edges are gilded, the bones are made of warm jade, and there are extraordinarily delicate light-colored tassels.

On the fan, the prince wrote two big characters with his own handwriting dipped in thick ink, and gave a message to General Yun.

No.