Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

Although it was dark, people kept appearing around the yard when they left the yard. Song Qingshu looked at the people of several sects sitting in a circle around the fire, and the malicious sight cast from them made him frowned. Seeing Miejue Shitai staring at him gloomyly, and other Emei Sect disciples were also full of dissatisfaction.

Song Qingshu curled his lips in disdain, and said to Zhang Wuji, "Why are they still here?"

"This time, when saving a few uncles, out of the need of the plan, I also saved people from the other five sects. But I didn't expect these people to be grateful to my Mingjiao for this, and because of this incident, they hated the Mongols even more , They all said that they would unite with our Mingjiao to work together to drive out the barbarians."

"If senior brothers don't like it, then we won't cooperate with them. We, Mingjiao, drive out the Mongols alone, it just takes more time." Zhang Wuji said, as if he just said a very ordinary thing.

Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and patted him on the head, "Stupid, why don't you use it if someone sends it to your door, and use it well. It's everyone's responsibility to drive out the Hulu. Instead of letting these people do nothing all day and only focus on internal fighting, it's better to go Fighting with the Mongols. Besides, Mingjiao disciples can sacrifice less."

"What Brother Song said is that you can't take advantage of those hypocrites." A voice sounded behind him, and Song Qingshu naturally knew that someone was approaching, but he had already recognized the person coming from the sound of footsteps, so he didn't have any scruples in speaking.

Turning around, there was a young and handsome face, it was Zhou Chen, but the playful expression on his face at this time destroyed the original sense of gentleness, and he looked like a ruffian.Putting his arm on Song Qingshu's shoulders, he teased in his ear: "The leader is very kind to you. I know that this is my chance to command the martial arts, but Brother Song, you show a little bit of dissatisfaction, and the leader will not hesitate. To push away."

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Chen's back collar, pulled him away from Song Qingshu, and said displeasedly, "Stay away from senior brother."

Zhou Chen was not afraid at all, winked at Song Qingshu, sighed suddenly, and said, "I was thinking, if the leader becomes the emperor in the future, will he play a show of war with the princes for Brother Song?"

Song Qingshu's forehead suddenly throbbed with veins, and stretched out his hand to mercilessly hit Zhou Chen's head a few times. Seeing him rubbing his head and begging for mercy, he laughed and cursed, "Get out."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji suddenly said, "If brother really wants to watch it, Wuji will definitely do it, no matter how many times."

Zhou Chen looked at Zhang Wuji dumbfounded, and after a long time, he looked at Song Qingshu who was speechless with some sympathy, and said three words: "You are finished." Being so desperately in love with Zhang Dajiao, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse, But what is certain is that Song Qingshu will not be able to escape in this life.

Song Qingshu reached out and stroked his forehead, kicked Zhou Chen who was looking at him with sympathy, what kind of broken eyes.He said to Zhang Wuji angrily, "Let's wait until you become the emperor first."

Zhang Wuji nodded solemnly, "Since it is the wish of senior brother, Wuji will definitely work hard to achieve it. When the time comes, senior brother will be my queen, okay?"

"Is it over?" Song Qingshu's face twisted for a moment, he pushed Zhang Wuji away and walked back.

But as the emperor, Zhang Wuji's words were just casual talk, or did he really have this plan?Now the situation of Mingjiao is very good, and this time they are kind to several major sects, and they are faintly leading in the martial arts.If Zhang Wuji really wanted to be emperor, that's very possible.

He frowned, but Zhu Yuanzhang was the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty in history.If Wuji really decided, then Zhu Yuanzhang must be dealt with first to prevent future troubles.With a murderous look in his eyes, Song Qingshu wanted to find out the whereabouts of Zhu Yuanzhang sometime, and find a chance to kill him.

"Who offended Senior Brother? Wuji killed him for you." Zhang Wuji who caught up and walked beside him was very sensitive to the murderous aura leaked by Song Qingshu at that moment, a flash of hostility flashed between his brows, and his voice was cold asked.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, thinking that if he really killed Zhu Yuanzhang, the disciples of the Ming Cult would find out that it would have a bad effect, but if Zhang Wuji did it, no one would dare to say anything.

"Wuji, do you still remember Zhu Yuanzhang I told you about last time? Find a chance to get rid of him." Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji, thinking about how he should answer if Zhang Wuji asked why.

"Okay, brother, don't worry, Wuji will make arrangements." Zhang Wuji's eyes flickered, and he agreed with a smile.

Song Qingshu gave a "hmm" and looked at Zhang Wuji strangely, "Don't you ask why? That's your Mingjiao."

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand and hugged Song Qingshu into his arms, and said, "As long as the senior brother wants to do it, Wuji will do it for the senior brother. When I became the leader of Mingjiao, I just wanted to have the power to protect the senior brother. If the senior brother wants to get rid of someone If you need scruples, then this leader might as well be inappropriate."

Putting his hands on Song Qingshu's shoulders, looking directly at him, he said seriously: "For Wuji, senior brother is the whole world."

The nasty Song Qingshu wanted to laugh, but when he saw the undisguised emotion in those clear and bright eyes, it seemed that this person could give everything with just one word from him.Song Qingshu lowered his eyelashes and trembled slightly, "Go back."

Zhang Wuji didn't expect Song Qingshu to reciprocate his feelings, and Song Qingshu was now able to accept him, which already made him very happy.As for the brother's heart, he believed that one day it would be his.

When the two returned to the yard, they found that Song Yuanqiao was sitting at the stone table in the yard, apparently waiting for them, and the two hurriedly went up to meet them.Song Yuanqiao nodded, "Qingshu, go to your room, Dad has something to tell you."

Song Qingshu nodded, followed his father into the room, closed the door and sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea for Song Yuanqiao, then put his hands on the table and waited for Song Yuanqiao to speak.

Song Yuanqiao tapped his fingers irregularly on the table, which was a sign of his disturbed mind.Song Qingshu naturally knew this too, seeing that his father was not ready to speak, he looked at him with a gentle smile and said: "Father, just say what you have to say, I am your son, there is nothing that cannot be said. "

Song Yuanqiao patted his hand and sighed, "Have Wuji told you all about it? I agree with him to be your detoxification person, and it will be done tomorrow."

Song Qing nodded with a somewhat unnatural expression.Song Yuanqiao said: "Wuji, this child, doesn't have the slightest similarity to your Fifth Master Uncle's temperament. He should be more like the Fifth Brother and Sister. Although I don't get along with Wuji much, I can see that he is a decisive person. You have a strong possessive desire. He is now the leader of Mingjiao, and his martial arts are strong. If he is forced to leave, I am afraid it will have the opposite effect. And I think Wuji is very obedient to your words. With you by his side, I don't have to worry that he will go astray and fall into the path of the devil."

After a pause, Song Yuanqiao saw that Song Qingshu's face was normal, and continued: "If you don't get hit by this Gu, things will be easy to deal with. But you know the current situation yourself. With Wuji's temperament, you think he will personally take a Is the man sent to your bed?"

Impossible, three words came to Song Qingshu's mind, Zhang Wuji's temper was trained by him, no one knows this kid better than him.Zhang Wuji is the kind of person who, as long as he believes in one thing, he will not turn back even if his head is smashed, and he will continue to jump when he reaches the Yellow River.

The short day from Zhang Wuji's revealing of his feelings to now is enough for Song Qingshu to think a lot. I'm afraid it won't work if he refuses, he can't avoid it, and he can't fight him.Moreover, Zhang Wuji obviously had no scruples after making it clear, he couldn't drive him away even if he was around, he would move his hands from time to time, but he was very sensible to back away before he really got angry, and challenged his bottom line step by step.

"Actually, it's better to let Wuji be the person who detoxifies, at least less people will know about it, and it will be better for your reputation." Song Yuanqiao comforted.

Song Qingshu nodded, "I see, Dad, don't worry, I will take care of it."

Song Yuanqiao's expression softened a little, he stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "When you grow up, you can decide your own affairs. Take a good rest tonight."

Song Qingshu sent Song Yuanqiao away, and when he returned to the room, Zhang Wuji was already lying on the bed, and even his coat had been taken off and placed on the hanger at the end of the bed.Song Qingshu joked amusedly: "Why, are you afraid that I will drive you out?"

"I'll help senior brother warm the bed." Zhang Wuji blinked his beautiful eyes and said flatteringly.

"Wuji, let's talk." Song Qingshu sat at the table and looked at Zhang Wuji seriously.

Seeing Song Qingshu's serious expression, Zhang Wuji didn't dare to joke anymore, so he got up and put on his coat and sat in front of Song Qingshu.

"Wuji, although my father agreed to let you be the detoxification person, I also agreed. According to what Wei Bi said, after the first time, it only needs to be once a month later, so I hope that we can follow the I have sex with this rule. You also know that I don't like men, and now it's just because of the needs of Gu worms." Song Qingshu was a little uncomfortable, but decided to make it clear.

"Senior brother means that if there is no Gu worm, there will never be a possibility between you and me. Senior brother doesn't want to have a relationship with me, but he is forced to do so, right?" Zhang Wuji lowered his head, unable to see the look in his eyes clearly, only You can see his tense jaw, as well as the cold air emanating from his body.

Song Qingshu couldn't bear to see Zhang Wuji like this, but he still replied: "Yes."

"Brother, Wuji knows what to do, let's go to sleep now." Zhang Wuji suddenly raised his head, with a smile on his face, without any sign of distress.

Before Song Qingshu could react, Zhang Wuji had already stripped off his coat and put him on the bed, then he was hugged into a familiar embrace, and by the way, he was patted lightly on the head, as if coaxing a child, "Brother, go to sleep , Wuji is by your side."

The corner of Song Qingshu's mouth twitched, and he didn't say anything. His body reacted faster than his reason. Originally, he was easily tired due to excessive blood loss. In the familiar embrace, the person who felt extremely at ease in the bottom of his heart quickly fell asleep, and the corners of his mouth curled up. small arc.

Zhang Wuji lowered his head and pressed a kiss on that arc, and patted Song Qingshu's back with his hand, thinking about what Song Qingshu said just now, a strong smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, don't try to escape, senior brother.

When Song Qingshu woke up the next morning, Zhang Wuji was no longer by his side. He sat up and suddenly realized that he was going to do that kind of thing with Zhang Wuji today, and became nervous for no reason.

Staring blankly at the quilt embroidered with light blue patterns, his mind was muddled and tangled.Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Zhang Wuji walked in with a bowl of steaming food. Seeing Song Qingshu looking at him awkwardly, he understood after thinking about it for a while. The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and said, "Senior brother, wash up first. Well, I made a tonic for you, remember to take it later, I have something to go out, come back at noon, brother remember to wait for me."

Song Qingshu said "Oh", and saw that Zhang Wuji had already closed the door, and frowned. What's the matter with this feeling of being ignored and uncontrollably depressed.Throwing off the quilt, he washed up indiscriminately, and slowly picked up the things Zhang Wuji put on the table.

Black sesame, red dates, longan, black beans, brown sugar, well, they are all blood-enriching things, but the sweetness is a bit cloying. Song Qingshu couldn't eat it after eating a little, so he ordered the attendant outside to bring some refreshing breakfast over , I left the room when I was full.

Walking into the courtyard, there seemed to be someone blocked outside at the gate of the courtyard. Song Qingshu staggered towards that side and only recognized the person when he got close. It was Zhou Zhiruo from the Emei School.

Thinking of the woman in the original book who almost married Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu frowned indistinctly.Although Zhang Wuji seems to have no interest in this beauty now, who can say for sure what will happen in the future.But what does it mean that Zhou Zhiruo came here now?Getting close, showing favor, or a beauty trick?

"Miss Zhou, what's the matter?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile, with a gentle and jade-like image.

Looking at his handsome face and gentle smile, Zhou Zhiruo blushed unconsciously, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "My master is seriously ill, Mr. Song, I wonder if you can return the Yitian Sword to our Emei sect?" ? Zhi Ruo is willing to be a slave and a handmaiden to repay the great kindness of the young master."

"Why?"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the gentle smile on Song Qingshu's face in astonishment, as if she didn't understand how he could say this, how could he reject her so simply.

Song Qingshu said lightly: "Also, you are wrong, Yitian Sword was snatched from Zhao Min by Wuji, even if you want to return it, it will not be returned to you Emei School. I believe that this is not the first time Miss Zhou has done this. You see, even if it is the treasure of the town faction, if you have no ability to protect it, as long as it is in the hands of others, there is no reason to return it."

Zhou Zhiruo turned pale, and said, "Mr. Song, Zhao Min's demon girl has taken away the Yitian Sword from our Emei Sect. You and I are members of the six sects, so we should work together. Do you want to seize the Yitian Sword like Master Zhang? Do you have any?"

Song Qingshu's face darkened, "Miss Zhou said that, does she mean that Wuji is not a good person? Don't forget who saved you from the Mongols. Also, I have never been a gentleman. Wuji and I are Brother, we are naturally the same. If Miss Zhou disagrees, then stay away from us."

She cast a sideways glance at Zhou Zhiruo, and said, "As for slaves and maidservants, we really can't afford a decent person like Miss Zhou."

Zhou Zhiruo burst into tears at Song Qingshu's words, covered her mouth, turned around and ran away, suddenly felt resentful towards the master who ordered her to approach the two of them, and secretly made up her mind never to come again.

A person flashed out from the side, put his hand on Song Qingshu's shoulder habitually, and jokingly said: "Brother, you really don't know how to be compassionate and cherish jade."

"You cherish jade? Then you go after him." Song Qingshu glanced at Zhou Chen angrily.

Zhou Chen chuckled a few times, and said, "Miss Zhou was very cute when she was in Hanshui. How come she looks like this when she grows up?"

"Natural nature is good, but she is too obedient to her master's words." Song Qingshu pouted, filial piety is good, but foolish filial piety is not.

Zhou Chen shook his head, "Speaking of which, Uncle Chang and I got her into trouble, and that's why her father was shot to death by an arrow, making her an orphan."

Song Qingshu pursed his lips and said nothing, Zhou Chen sighed, looking at the direction Zhou Zhiruo was leaving with complicated eyes.

With Zhou Chen around, Song Qingshu always had a smile on his face. This guy is really good at adjusting the atmosphere, and his witty remarks made people laugh.The two wandered around the manor, and they didn't break up until midday.

Back in the room, I saw Zhang Wuji lying on the bed leisurely, saw him come in, got up and said: "Senior brother is back, eat the things on the table quickly."

Song Qingshu glanced at the things on the table, thinking they were the same tonic as in the morning, frowned in disgust, and lazily leaned on the recliner, "It's unpalatable."

Zhang Wuji picked up the bowl and sat beside him, and said with a doting smile: "I know the senior brother in the morning doesn't like it, but this is made in a different way, senior brother, try to see if you like it or not?"

Song Qingshu glanced at the inside of the bowl, and indeed the color was different from the one in the morning. Then he took another look at Zhang Wuji's smiling face, took the bowl over, and took a sip. It was different from the sweet and greasy one in the morning, this time it was much more refreshing.The people who had been shopping all morning quickly finished a bowl of food. In the middle, Zhang Wuji asked his servants to bring in another table of food. Seeing that Song Qingshu had finished eating, he pulled him to sit down by the table, "Senior brother, eat!" Bar."

Song Qingshu glanced at Zhang Wuji, who was smiling brightly. For some reason, he felt that this boy had malicious intentions. He put down his chopsticks, squinted his eyes, looked at Zhang Wuji seriously, and said, "Tell me, is there some conspiracy?" Zhang Wuji suppressed his smile , shook his head, and said a little sadly: "Does brother think that I will harm you?"

The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth twitched. What does it mean that his face is hurt? How could he not know that this kid's heart is so fragile.Ignoring the abnormal Zhang Wuji, he picked up the bowl and chomped on the rice.

As for Zhang Wuji, seeing Song Qingshu lowering his head, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he suppressed the uncontrollable upward movement of the corners of his mouth, and ate slowly, occasionally picking up a few chopsticks and putting them into Song Qingshu's bowl.

While eating, Song Qingshu felt that something was wrong, that numb feeling, and the heat flowing down his lower body.As an adult man, he has naturally felt this kind of feeling, but he has never had any feelings for women, so he rarely has sexual desires, and the number of times he has solved it by himself is also very small.Of course, Song Qingshu didn't know, and part of this was thanks to a certain leader who often touched him when he was unconscious, and helped him vent most of his physical needs when he didn't know it.

"You actually prescribed medicine?" Song Qingshu looked at Zhang Wuji in disbelief.Didn't he already agree to Zhang Wuji, why would he do this?

"I just want to make senior brother more comfortable. The dose is very small, so that senior brother will feel stronger and his body will accept me more easily." Zhang Wuji hugged Song Qingshu and whispered in his ear.

The scorching breath sprayed in the ears, and the strong masculine breath in the nose made Song Qingshu's breathing quicken, and he put his hands on Zhang Wuji's chest weakly, and cursed weakly: "Bastard... bastard."

Zhang Wuji chuckled, picked up Song Qingshu, and went into the bathroom next door, where someone had already put hot water in.I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine or the effect of the Gu insects, Song Qingshu only felt that secret feeling started again, he couldn't help frowning, and tensed his buttocks.

The clothes quickly peeled off, the whole person was put into the warm water, stimulated by the water, the lower part of the body was raised higher, Song Qingshu couldn't help clamping his legs and rubbing them together, he was forced by the feeling of front and back. I couldn't help but groaned.

The water in the bucket suddenly rose, and a hot body leaned up, wrapping Song Qingshu's limp body with both arms.Song Qingshu was still conscious at this time, he bumped his elbow back, "Get out."

He was caught by someone and gently stroking on his arm, and a soft voice sounded beside his ear, "Have you forgotten, Senior Brother? Wuji is going to be the antidote for Senior Brother."

Moving his hand down, he suddenly grabbed the sticky thing, and said dangerously: "Or, brother, you always wanted to push Wuji away?"

The vitals were held in the hands, wrapped in calloused palms, Song Qingshu subconsciously froze, took a breath, did not hear Zhang Wuji's words clearly, but unconsciously leaned against the back of the body, subconsciously straightened He got up and rubbed against the palm of his hand.

"Brother, you said you would not leave me." Zhang Wuji tightened his hands, not letting Song Qingshu move.

The ever-rising lust and unrelieved cockiness made Song Qingshu frown. When he heard Zhang Wuji's question, he suddenly felt aggrieved. Why, he took medicine to stir up his desire, but now he is taking the time to bully him. Own.

"Let go..." Song Qingshu suddenly struggled vigorously, throwing his body outwards.

Zhang Wuji didn't expect that the person who fell into lust still had strength, and Song Qingshu broke free without checking for a while.Song Qingshu climbed out of the bathtub and was unsteady, fell directly to the ground, struggled to get up, but was embraced by Zhang Wuji.

Song Qingshu felt pain all over his body when he was thrown, his eyes were sore, and he patted Zhang Wuji's body vigorously with both hands, "Let go, I'll go find someone else, get lost..."

Zhang Wuji's pupils shrank, and he sealed Song Qingshu's lips that were uttering hurtful words, and the tip of his tongue went straight in, a little violently aroused the tongue inside and danced, sweeping wildly in the mouth, kissing so deeply that it almost reached his throat , seems to want to eat the whole person into his mouth.

Song Qingshu's body softened, and he tilted his head weakly, his lips and tongue were numb from the kiss, and the body fluid that was too late to swallow flowed down his chin.Finally, when his face was flushed from holding back, Zhang Wuji let go, and looked at Song Qingshu who was panting slightly with his lips parted, "Brother, don't talk about finding someone else in the future, otherwise Wuji will punish you."

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and stared at him weakly.It's just that there is a trace of moisture in his eyes, coupled with his current blushing face and red and swollen lips, there is no trace of deterrence, but it makes Zhang Wuji more affectionate, and he lowers his head to lick away the liquid left by the corners of his lips.Picking up Song Qingshu and walking to the outside room, he kept dropping several light kisses on his face.

The gentleness made Song Qingshu feel extremely comfortable, his body became hotter, and his back was itchy badly.Song Qingshu's face unconsciously rubbed against Zhang Wuji's side, Zhang Wuji's breathing became heavy, he took a few quick steps, put him on the bed, and covered him up.