Marry the prince with a bun

Now entering the city, by the end of this year, we will not be able to tell the truth! "

Besides, if there is one less competitor, there will be a chance for those who will compete later!

"Sigh... Master Shangguan, what you said is very true."

"That's right, Gang Leader Wang is in bad luck!"

"If you have no objections, then proceed to the next competition!"

Xuan Ziyu clasped his fists gratefully at Shangguan Xiao, "Thank you, Master Shangguan, for taking care of me!"

"It should be, it should be." Shangguan Xiao replied politely and repeated.

should?Xuan Ziyu frowned deeply, made some adjustments and left a smile for the crowd. He sank to his dantian, raised his breath and jumped up, kicked his heels on the platform, and his body flew into the air, above the dark head. On the way, he saw that the big head that had been stepped on with his strength stepped on it halfway, and fell into the arms of Ning Xiu who was waiting for him at the periphery of the crowd.

Xuan Ziyu cheered smugly, "Surrender the enemy without fighting." He let out a big breath, and put his heart in his throat firmly back to his place.

Ning Xiu put him on the ground, "Well, it really opened my eyes!" Passed out due to heat stroke?Even if the temperature in the south of the Yangtze River is higher than that in the capital city, it is already golden autumn and October. No matter how rampant the autumn tiger is, it won't faint a gang leader who has practiced martial arts for many years behind him in the ring, right?

Xuan Ziyu circled happily on the spot, arrogantly raised his small face and walked up to Shuiyue, "What did you do just now? You left me on the stage, do you want to see my joke?"

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and God couldn't bear to let him break through and help him.

If Wang Weihu didn't suddenly faint, he really wouldn't know... Xuan Ziyu straightened his back suddenly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

He looked up at the sky and scanned around sensitively, his expression dimmed, "Yes... Xuan Jiuyou is here, right?"

How could he have foolishly forgotten that there is a medicine in the temple that can produce the kind of medicine that can cause a coma due to heatstroke or cold blood.

Wen Yan Wuhen looked at him unexpectedly, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Shuiyue stretched out her hand to straighten Xuan Ziyu's collar and narrowed her eyes with a smile, "Young Palace Master's head is very useful!"

Xuan Ziyu curled his lips, thought for a while and said, "Ning Xiu's murderous aura has not faded, did the three of you encounter bad guys just now?"

The pupils shrunk indistinctly, "No."

Shuiyue lied casually.

"The two guardians, don't deceive me. Although I don't know martial arts, my feeling has not degenerated to the point of being a fool."

Maybe he was overthinking.

It's just that when he fell into Ning Xiu's arms just now, he felt something was wrong with the breath coming from Ning Xiu's body.

He couldn't explain why.

When he was a child, he had guessed countless times about his father's killing intent and different aura, and Ning Xiu had given him that feeling just now.

It's like the feeling that the murderous spirit has not faded after just fighting against a master.

"You are too sensitive, we just went to the group to relieve ourselves."

Shuiyue's explanation is very far-fetched.

Xuan Ziyu gritted his molars angrily, stomped on him fiercely, consciously blocked his whispers, and walked back to Ning Xiu's side.

"Has Shangguan Xiao been bought by you?" In the room, Xuan Ziyu gnawed on melons and fruits, and asked Ning Xiu, who was scribbling behind the table.

Ning Xiu stopped writing, looked up at him and said, "Assisting the imperial court in controlling the rivers and lakes is the accusation of the four major families."

Xuan Ziyu nodded clearly. It seems that the members of the four major families also have a very complicated relationship with the court.

Throwing away the core of the apple, she wandered to the desk with the pear in her hand, "Are you drawing?"

Look sideways, as if drawing a picture.

Those lumps... are they peonies or peonies?

"I have nothing to do when I'm idle, I'm a bit ticklish!"

"My lord, you are so versatile, can you sing ditties?" He didn't like the boring stuff of literati, he liked those vulgar ditties.

Ning Xiu sneered, "I don't like watching theater."

Throwing away the pear, picked up a Langhao brush, dipped some ink in it, and squeezed in front of Ning Xiu, "I'm itchy too, I also draw."

Ning Xiu stepped aside, "Please, Wangfei."

Xuan Ziyu looked at the clumps of ink-colored flowers on the rice paper, moved the blank area of ​​the rice paper to the top, and picked up the brush to start drawing.

The writing is neat and the movement is smooth.

"All right."

Ning Xiu looked at him dumbfounded, and then looked at the painting on the rice paper.

"What is this?" Black lines, or tree branches? !

"orchid!"

Ning Xiu raised his hand and rubbed his swollen temples, "This...is really a unique orchid."

He took a second look carefully, and came to a conclusion in his mind, saying aptly: In fact, the orchids painted by Xuan Ziyu are more like a pile of grass eaten by sheep.

49. Disguise is also an art...

A pool of residual lotus reflects the setting sun, wandering alone.

Jinse is poignant and beautiful, and Shengge is sad.

In the gazebo, a lonely white figure was sitting upright.

The sandalwood purple guqin was quietly in front of the man's eyes, and the qin was rustling when he picked it up with his fingers.

His black eyes were dim, and his expression was distressed.

The lingering sound of the piano seems to be expressing the sorrow and resentment of the person who played it.

The setting sun in the sky is like blood, and the breeze sways the residual lotus.

The fingers that plucked the strings suddenly broke the strings, like a boulder cracking, and the sound was harsh.

Standing up quickly, the palms rose and fell, and the guqin on the stone table was shaken to pieces.

After a while, the melodious flute sound came faintly from the ears.

Lin Jinhuan lowered his expression a little, and listened attentively.

The music is light and pleasant, like the music of nine heavens.

He raised his eyes and looked beyond the fence in the courtyard, looking into the distance.

I saw the top of the red maple tree, and a black figure mottled by the setting sun.

"Good music!" sighed softly, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, the man turned around, and glanced expressionlessly at the ordinary people in the gazebo.

Lin Jinhuan was stunned, his smile disappeared, his pupils flickered, he clasped his fists at the person on the treetop in a daze, and said, "Jinhuan has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai. It turns out that he is the guardian of the temple, Mr. Xuan Jiuyou."

With a cold and arrogant expression, Xuan Jiuyou flew down and stood in front of Lin Jinhuan.

Lin Jinhuan looked at that beautiful face that was exactly the same as Xuan Ziyu's, his heart ached unbearably, and he reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Didn't Mr. Xuan go back to Cangshan Temple? Why is it..." He wanted to He stopped talking, his face changed suddenly, and he asked urgently: "Could it be that Princess Jing's poison has not been completely removed?"

Xuan Jiuyou frowned slightly, and gave him a cold look, "No." Hearing the sound of the piano, he originally thought that the sound of the piano was played by a certain expert in the world!

Unexpectedly, it was this person.

Lin Jinhuan calmed down, took a deep breath, and said with a sneer: "I thought you came because of Princess Jing's poison!" He was overwhelmed.

"Are you doubting the ability of the saint?" The voice was slightly raised, obviously displeased.

"How dare, how dare!" Lin Jinhuan smiled and flattered him: "I heard that the sage has the ability to cross the six realms, and the ability to understand the reincarnation of fate. How can ordinary people underestimate the sage's detoxification ability!"

Xuan Jiuyou looked away and looked at him disdainfully, "Xuan Ziyu will be the leader of the martial arts world!"

"Uh..." Lin Jinhuan was surprised, "What do you mean?"

"The third son of the Lin family has been called a child prodigy by the people in the capital since he was a child. Don't you understand the meaning?"

Lin Jinhuan suffocated for breath, thought quietly and said: "Jinhuan is ignorant, please tell Xuansheng clearly!"

Xuan Jiuyou showed disdain, "Who is Prime Minister Lin colluding with in the court? I think you should be very clear that the eldest son of the Lin family is the royal son-in-law, and your sister-in-law is a compatriot with King Wu Ningyuan." Brothers and sisters, the relationship is obvious, if there is a battle between the princes and princes, which side will you stand on? Ningxiu or Ningyuan? Or do you just sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

Lin Jinhuan's face became serious, and after a while he asked in a deep voice, "What else does the Xuansheng know?" Did he come to win him over for Ning Xiu?

If it was in the past, he would have firmly supported Ning Xiu to take the position of prince of a country.

But now... There is indeed a gap between them.

And Xuan Ziyu was the reason why his relationship with Ning Xiu broke down.

It's not that Lin Jinhuan is too small-minded, it's that he has deep obsessions in his heart when it comes to emotional matters.

He has always been free and easy, but he just can't pass the emotional barrier.

"What does Xuansheng mean?" He opened the corners of his eyes with a smile, and focused on the face that looked very similar to the person he admired.

"Help Xuan Ziyu sit on the position of the leader of the martial arts, and the rest is determined by God."

Lin Jinhuan shrugged, "Can you give me some pertinent advice?"

Xuan Jiuyou lowered his eyes and thought, and said softly: "I can do it myself."

Good for yourself? !

Lin Jinhuan twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly, "It's not easy!"

Xuan Jiuyou raised his brows indifferently, "It's futile to insist on acting recklessly."

This is the fate of reincarnation between Ning Xiu and Xuan Ziyu. How can a little Lin Jinhuan break up the love that was cultivated after going through all kinds of hardships?

Xuan Jiuyou shook his head and said coldly: "If you insist on going your own way, it will only add to your troubles!"

Lin Jinhuan smiled at him in relief, why doesn't he understand these truths?

Now even the great sage Xuan Jiuyou has come to advise him like this, it seems... Some people have missed it, and it is irreparable!

"Thank you for your advice!" I clasped my fists in a polite salute, "I enjoyed being taught!"

A strange color flashed in Xuan Jiuyou's eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Lin Jinhuan.

"What song were you playing just now?"

"nameless."

Glancing at the shattered guqin, Xuan Jiuyou turned around, "Mr. Lin is outstanding at playing the piano and is proficient in rites and music. Mr. Xuan is the master of the game!"

Lin Jinhuan opened his eyes wide, and said with a modest smile: "Xuansheng is too flattering."

He bent down and picked up the guqin on the ground, "If Mr. Xuan is free, can you and Jinhuan write down the music that you just played?"

Xuan Jiuyou was slightly surprised, and immediately nodded, agreeing to his request.

Although he didn't have much affection for Lin Jinhuan, he was a little shocked by Lin Sangong's outstanding talent in etiquette and music.

Xuan Jiuyou is also a person who is obsessed with rituals and music. Since the third master Lin made such a suggestion, it is rare for bosom friends to meet friends with the piano, so how could he have the heart to refuse?

"My lord..." Er Bao cautiously poked out half of his face from the door, and respectfully said to the two sitting in the room staring at each other, "Tang Caidie please see me."

"Who?"

"The fiancée of the head of the Qingshan School, Tang Caidie asks to see her."

Xuan Ziyu opened his mouth wide in surprise, plucked his ears and asked unsurely, "That woman from Lu Chengfeng wants to see us?"

"Yes." Er Baozi glanced timidly at Ning Xiu and said, "My lord, do you see it or not?"

Xuan Ziyu blinked at Ning Xiu with closed eyes, "She is related to Tang Ling'er, so she is also related to Ning Xiu? Do you think we will meet?"

Ning Xiumou opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Please."

Er Baozi made a bow and ran out in a hurry.

"That guy Lu Chengfeng should come back from the back mountain, right? That woman has nothing to do and what does she want to do here?"

Ning Xiu hooked his lips treacherously, motioning for Xuan Ziyu to sit down.

With an enchanting figure and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, Tang Caidie, dressed in light yellow, walked into the room with graceful steps and twisted figure.

"Minutes, please see Lord Jing, Princess Jing." She spoke softly, like an oriole's first cry.

Xuan Ziyu couldn't help trembling, "Miss Tang, please sit down."

Ning Xiu looked indifferent, and glanced at her lightly.

"What do you mean by meeting the king?"

Ning Xiu hated the origin stories of the Qingshan School, the Shura Palace, and the Tang family from the bottom of his heart.

Rao is that his temper has been restrained a lot by Xuan Ziyu's tossing, but he is disgusted to the extreme for those things that are out of control.

From the beginning to the end of his life, the only thing he had never expected was to marry Xuan Ziyu. Whether it was Prince Jing's reputation in the hearts of the world, or his contribution to the court, everything could be said to be the same. It was carried out according to Ning Xiu's plan.

Even though the matter of marrying Xuan Ziyu surprised him, he knew Xuan Ziyu's admiration for him very well.

Ning Xiu, who has always been good at disguising and hiding all his sinister and vicious sides in the dark, shows his frank and upright side in front of the world.

The ingenious disguise not only won him a position in the eyes of the emperor that no prince could possibly shake, but also won him the support of the common people and the surrender of everyone in the rivers and lakes.

Even if the position of crown prince unexpectedly falls to other princes in the future, Ning Xiu firmly believes that if he wants to win the throne, he only needs to make use of the power he cultivated secretly, and in an instant, he can overthrow the whole Jiayuan. Dynasty.

The Tang family in Hangzhou and Ningyuan's concubine belong to the same clan, so they are naturally also Ningyuan's relatives.

There are still various conflicts that cannot be reconciled between Shura Palace and Qingshan School. The reason why Tang Caidie's father betrothed him to Lu Chengfeng of Qingshan School first, and then seeing the decline of Qingshan School, he repented of the marriage and made decisions without authorization. Betrothing his daughter to Saibei Shura Palace is nothing more than seeing the status of Shura Palace in the martial arts family.

It's a pity that things are unpredictable. After the old head of the Qingshan faction passed away, Lu Chengfeng took the position of head, relying on wisdom and hard work to bring the declining Qingshan faction back to life. All of this shows that the Tang family is secretly helping Ningyuan win over people in the Jianghu to expand its power.

After being silent for a while, Xuan Ziyu couldn't bear to take a sip of tea, looked up and down Tang Caidie, who is known as the most beautiful woman in the south of the Yangtze River, and said, "Did Miss Tang come to see us for tea?"

The dull Lu Chengfeng is really lucky, his master is also quite discerning, and chose such a stunning beauty for him!

"Brother Chengfeng is poisoned by the Palace of Shura. The minnv heard that Prince Jing has some friendship with Brother Chengfeng and Duguqing from the Palace of Shura, so the girl begged Prince Jing to uphold justice for Brother Chengfeng and ask the Palace of Shura for a favor. Explain." Tang Caidie bit her lip, tears glistened in her eyes, and begged sadly.

"Do you still have friendship with Duguqing?" Xuan Ziyu frowned with anger, "You climbed the wall?!"

Tang Caidie's pretty face turned red when she heard that, she raised her head and covered her slightly opened cherry mouth with a handkerchief, and looked at Ning Xiu suspiciously.

Ning Xiu was startled, and said seriously, "Nonsense, it's nothing!"

Xuan Ziyu didn't believe it, and looked at him suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

Looking sideways at Tang Caidie's gaze, he said with a haughty expression, "This is a matter between the Qingshan faction and the Asura Palace, and it's not my king's turn to intervene!"

The temptation is still... The people of the Tang family really went all out to help King Wu win power!

Ning Xiu sneered to himself, and his gaze at Tang Caidie became cold and sharp.

Tang Caidie lowered her eyes slightly flustered, shed two lines of clear tears, and said tremblingly, "I beg you, for the sake of friendship with Brother Chengfeng, please help him!"

"His poison has been cured, and his skills are gradually recovering. As for the dispute between the two factions in the Jianghu, it is no longer within the scope of my king's ability. Miss Tang is embarrassing me."

Since it is to test the depth of friendship between him and these two sects, he is bored anyway, so let's play a good show with Tang Caidie!

"I've already saved Lu Chengfeng once on the way, why didn't Ms. Tang go to Duguqing to settle the score herself, and ask him not to disturb your life with your fiancé any more?"

Xuan Ziyu made a very clear proposal, "I believe that if you go to Duguqing Theory to vent your anger on Qingshan, Lu Chengfeng should be very grateful to you."

Tang Caidie wiped away her tears, and looked at Xuan Ziyu in surprise, "Minnv is a female class, and Duguqing possesses martial arts skills, I'm afraid she is his opponent!"

"Then you can use your sugar-coated shells to bomb him!" blurted out without thinking, "Sexy and coquettish with him, the effect should be very good."

The corner of Ning Xiu's mouth twitched, and he reached out to support his chin that was about to fall to the ground.

Tang Caidie was dumbfounded, and looked at Xuan Ziyu in disbelief, "Caidie...I..."

"What's the matter? Could it be that my suggestion is not pleasant?"

Don't women treat men like this?

Could it be that Tang Caidie, a woman, doesn't know as much about men and women as a man like him?

ha!In fact, he has visited many brothels, and he really understands the true meaning of how many men and women get along with each other!

Tang Caidie came back to her senses, and said blankly, "Thank you...Princess Jing for your suggestion, Rongmin girl, go back and think about it."

"Well, let's go, if you think about it, you have to act!" Smiling and clenching her fists to encourage Tang Caidie.

Tang Caidie got up in a daze, bowed to the two of them and left, and walked out of the room in a chaotic footsteps.

"It seems that this woman's brain is not very good!"

"Tell me about the sugar-coated shell bombing!" Xuan Ziyu was surprised by the cold voice, and when he turned to face Ning Xiu's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Xuan Ziyu rolled his eyes, His head sank and he passed out on the table.

50. What kind of friendship is friendship? ...

"What do you mean?" The person who was forcibly woken up by Ning Xiu pinching his nose was very angry.

With a sullen face and green eyes, "Let me explain clearly to Lao Tzu first, what do you mean you have a deep friendship with Dugu?"

Ning Xiu's face also turned green, and his expression was serious, "I have some friendship with him." Gritting his molars and uttering these words, Ning Xiu felt that he had really changed a lot.

If it was left in the past, he would definitely disdain to answer such a meaningless question raised by Xuan Ziyu.

"Deep friendship? Or superficial friendship?" Xuan Ziyu grasped his handle, and began to refuse to let go.

Ning Xiu smiled: "Friends of gentlemen."

Xuan Ziyu was irritable, "Speak clearly?!"

Ning Xiu raised his eyebrows, "I have nothing to say."

Xuan Ziyu became frantic and began to move his hands up and down, punching and kicking, "Explain clearly to me?"

Ning Xiu frowned, and grabbed the man's sadistic fist neatly, "If you have the strength to mess around, go to the courtyard and give Shuiyue the sword technique for you, and then you can practice it."

Xuan Ziyu struggled to resist, and howled loudly: "Shuiyue Wuhen, come and help me!"

The roaring sound startled the birds playing on the treetops in a corner of the courtyard, and they fled in all directions, and there were several loud slamming sounds of the door next to their ears.

"Let me go!"

Ning Xiu's wrist was firmly held, Xuan Ziyu's eyes were red with anxiety.

If he had a knife in his hand right now, he might be able to impulsively chop Ning Xiu up.

Hearing the news that Ning Xiu admitted that he has a deep friendship with Duguqing, he wanted to kill someone very much.

In the past, he could barely control himself not to make wild guesses, not to think deeply about things as bad as possible.

But now his self-control is getting lower and lower, if possible, Xuan Ziyu hopes that he will never know about Ning Xiu's past that he doesn't know about.

Let the past be buried in the long river of history.

Although his judgment and guess about the matter between Lin Jinhuan and Ning Xiu was wrong, but that Duguqing...

Xuan Ziyu also remembered the scene when Ning Xiu introduced Duguqing to him when they were eating cantaloupe on the tree branch that day.

Thinking that Xuan Ziyu was going to get angry, looking at Ning Xiu's stern face, Xuan Ziyu gritted his teeth and trembled uncontrollably, his gorgeous little face flushed red with anger, he clenched his teeth and struggled, without looking at him.

Seeing his strange behavior, Ning Xiu let go of his wrist, "What's the matter?"

Xuan Ziyu's eyes were scary, and he looked at him expressionlessly and silently.

"Show me." Ning Xiu stretched out his hand and leaned towards Xuan Ziyu, but he dodged it in disgust.

Silently, staring at the red wrist pinched by Ning Xiu in a daze.

The short sword slipped out of his sleeve, Xuan Ziyu sneered, drew out the sword and stabbed at Ning Xiu as fast as possible.

A cold light flashed in Ning Xiu's eyes, he leaned back easily, and took Xuan Ziyu's hand again.

"Want to kill me?" Looking down at Xuan Ziyu's white knuckles holding the sword, Ning Xiu smiled lightly.

Gently rubbing the red wrist in his hand, "This way it won't hurt anymore." A tone coaxing a child.

Xuan Ziyu tried his best to suppress the desire in his heart to stab Ning Xiu to death with a sword, and held back not saying a word.

Ning Xiu took his hand holding the sword, but he couldn't break the fingers that were holding the sword tightly. Impatiently, his face darkened in an instant, and his gloomy eyes quietly fell on Xuan Ziyu's face. The extremely perfect thin lips were tightly pressed, and there was a bit of flirtatiousness and arrogance.

The other hand tightly clenched into a fist, and the nails pierced into the flesh of the palm. Xuan Ziyu didn't know it, turned his face away from Ning Xiu's handsome face, and looked outside blankly.

Ning Xiu held his sword-holding hand and put it on his throat, and the other free hand pulled Xuan Ziyu's clenched hand into a fist, forcefully opened his palm, looked at the little red blood stained on his fingertips, and frowned slightly. Frowning, he smashed the table in hand with one palm.

"What is this for?" The bloodthirsty look in his eyes was fleeting, and he squeezed Xuan Ziyu's chin to force him to turn around, "Kill."

It's no different from when you were a child, would you use this method to torture yourself when you were anxious?

Xuan Ziyu looked at Ning Xiu's face, then at the sharp knife resting on his neck, held back a breath and somehow spit it out, and his whole body suddenly became sluggish.

The blade of the sword that snapped at the blow drew a light bloodstain on Ning Xiu's neck, Xuan Ziyu's heart ached, and the hand holding the sword slowly let go.

"You have to live well and serve me!" Xuan Ziyu threatened viciously with a sinister smile.

Ning Xiu snatched the short sword from his hand and put it into the scabbard, pulled his bloody palm and said, "Don't want to eat with your hands?"

The wound on his fingertip had just healed, but he was so cruel that he broke his palm again.

Xuan Ziyu's face changed, he stood up and pointed at Ning Xiu's vitals, then began to punch and kick, cursing angrily in his mouth: "I let you make me angry, I made you not explain clearly to me, I made you have sex with Dugu Qing Deep love!"

Ning Xiu dodged it easily, the corners of his eyes raised slightly, revealing a smile of unknown meaning.

Seeing the sly smile on Ning Xiu's face, Xuan Ziyu wanted to vomit blood angrily.

"Let you laugh, don't watch me laugh!"

Xuan Ziyu's punches became more and more ruthless, and Ning Xiu had no choice but to get up and grab him into his arms after punching him a few times in the heart, and walked towards the inner room with him in his arms.

Caught off guard by this coherent movement, Xuan Ziyu came back to his senses in Ning Xiu's arms, and dishonestly swung his fists to continue beating.

Ning Xiukong squeezed his increasingly plump cheeks, "If you are not honest, I will throw you out."

Xuan Ziyu stopped his fist, with sparks flying in his eyes, he deliberately challenged Ning Xiu's patience and waved his fist towards his face regardless.

"Do you really want to be thrown out by me?" Ning Xiu, whose mouth was glistening, smiled coldly.

Xuan Ziyu's heart trembled twice when he heard the laughter in his chest, and at this moment he felt that he had failed terribly!

He also vaguely knew that Ning Xiu was the kind of person who could do what he said, so he let Ning Xiu step into the inner room like a wounded little animal with his head downcast.

After falling on the bed, Xuan Ziyu pulled the blanket over his head with sullenness, curled up in a corner of the bed to cover his ears, and ignored Ning Xiu.

If you don't speak, you don't have to look at him,

If you don't look at him, you can miss him,

If you don't want him, you don't have to love him,

If you don't love him, you don't have to feel uncomfortable.

Xuan Ziyu, who was tightly covered under the quilt, suddenly remembered all kinds of things when he was young. When did the infatuation with Ning Xiu that he couldn't let go of, forget, and make him calm down?Maybe it's been too long, so long that Xuan Ziyu doesn't want to think about the time that tortured him physically and mentally all the time.

He was so shameless that he took the initiative to give himself to Ning Xiu, and he was already married to Ning Xiu, but now he still ran away because of Ning Xiu's good relationship with a good-looking man he didn't know.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ziyu's heart ached even more, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself in the empty darkness, with tears streaming out of his eyes uncontrollably.

Holding the pain-relieving ointment in his hand, Ning Xiu stared at the person curled up in the quilt for a while, then leaned over to pull the quilt, and said coldly, "Come out, apply the medicine."

The quilt was rolled into a ball by Xuan Ziyu, and it was wrapped inside like a silkworm chrysalis. Ning Xiu took off his shoes and put his feet on the bed after pulling it a few times to no avail.

"Why is it wrapped up like this?" Ning Xiu pulled the quilt impatiently, finally found the corner of the back and shook it vigorously, shaking Xuan Ziyu out of the quilt.

Xuan Ziyu stubbornly wiped the tears off his face, and stared at Ning Xiu with his little face crying like a tabby cat, "What are you doing?"

"Apply medicine."

Looking at the wet tears on his face and the slightly red and swollen eye sockets, Ning Xiu's gloomy expression softened a little.

Sure enough, it is no different from when I was a child!

"I'm very kind, you don't need to pretend to be kind!"

Pull the quilt and cover your head to sleep.

Ning Xiu lost his patience, and grabbed Xuan Ziyu into his arms even with the quilt, "Go to bed after applying the medicine."

Pulled Xuan Ziyu out of the quilt, took his hand and began to apply the medicine.

The cool ointment felt good on the small wound on the palm, Xuan Ziyu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and tilted his head to look at Ning Xiu who was concentrating on applying the medicine for himself.

He found that as long as he looked at Ning Xiu face to face like this, he would feel inexplicably satisfied and happy.

It's hopeless!Xuan Ziyu laughed at himself in his heart.

After applying the ointment to the wound on his palm, Ning Xiu took that hand and blew two breaths from his lips, "Do you want to bandage it?" He asked suddenly.

Surrounded by Ning Xiu's warm breath, Xuan Ziyu's heart trembled, and he looked away unnaturally.

"Do you think I'm a clay doll?"

This small wound will heal overnight after applying the medicine.

Ning Xiu smiled narrowly, seeing pity appearing in his pupils, sat cross-legged facing Xuan Ziyu, slowly lowered his head and approached him little by little.

Feeling the aura that fascinated him, Xuan Ziyu's body became hot uncontrollably by his brain.

Even the brothers in the lower body stood up reflexively, ready to move.

Xuan Ziyu seemed to see a monster, wrapped in the quilt and quickly moved back.

"Sleep." No longer looking at Ning Xiu, she lay down and fell asleep under self-hypnosis.

"Sleepy?"

Ning Xiu's lowered voice became more deep and sexy.

The little brother under Xuan Ziyu jumped under the quilt very cooperatively, and muttered softly: "Yeah."

"Okay, let's sleep together."

Ning Xiu took off his robe three or five times, lifted a corner of the quilt, raised his hand and dropped the bed curtain, and lay down quietly.

Xuan Ziyu, who was sleeping on his side, tensed his body sharply, and his breath was full of Ning Xiu's aura.

The bodies of the two were close to each other, Xuan Ziyu held his breath and cautiously stretched his hand into his trousers.

The body is getting hotter and hotter, and the desire to get closer to Ning Xiu is even stronger.

He moved his body irritably, and tightly held the disobedient little brother.

"It's hot?"

Ning Xiu lazily opened his eyelids and asked him.

"Ah."

"Cover a blanket."

As soon as his body was cold, Xuan Ziyu shivered sensitively, and before he pulled out the hand holding his little brother, he just lay on his side awkwardly.

He knew that Ning Xiu had seen his current state, and if there was a hole in the bed, Xuan Ziyu would slip in without hesitation.

Embarrassment to the extreme.

Feel ashamed and angry.

Xuan Ziyu's eyes were wet, and he looked at Ning Xiu eagerly with a little charming and lustful eyes.

Ning Xiu was stunned for a moment, took the blanket and covered Xuan Ziyu's body, and lay down quietly beside Xuan Ziyu without saying a word.

Xuan Ziyu blinked, turned over and hugged Ning Xiu, bit his face with his mouth, and howled loudly.

Ning Xiu frowned in pain, propped himself up and slightly pushed Xuan Ziyu away.

Pulling the blanket and wiped Xuan Ziyu's face full of tears, looking at his blushing cheeks, Ning Xiu looked at him dumbfounded.

"Why are there so many tears?"

Xuan Ziyu, who had stopped crying just now, pursed his mouth and burst into tears again.

Ning Xiu touched the cheek with the imprint of Xuanzi's feather teeth, turned around and pressed him under him with dark eyes, followed him to hold his little brother's arm with one hand, and similarly reached into his pants.

"release."

Xuan Ziyu stared at him with wide eyes, let go of the little brother's hand, and sent it into Ning Xiu's hands.

"You touch him."

Ning Xiu leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, "So sensitive."

Xuan Ziyu blushed, and wrapped his long legs around Ning Xiu's waist habitually, "He misses you, you should pet him well."

Ning Xiu breathed heavily, holding the corner of Xuan Ziyu's slightly opened mouth, and began to lick it little by little.

Xuan Ziyu just felt that the blood in his whole body began to roar and boil when Ning Xiu kissed him.It was as if a fire had been ignited in the body, burning ragingly. When Ning Xiu kissed Xuan Ziyu's chest through the soft inner garment, the little brother under Xuan Ziyu shouted and held it in Ning Xiu's hands with arrogance. After shaking for a few times, hot white turbidity gushed out in Ning Xiu's palm.

51. Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya...

When Xuan Ziyu woke up, he found that his body was in the air. He thought he was dreaming. In the dream, he became a martial arts master again.

Just when he was smiling excitedly, Ning Xiu's faint voice came from the air, "Hurry up when you wake up."

"Ah~" The elongated voice changed its tone, "I can fly?"

He opened his arms, and the breeze was blowing on his face.

"Fool!"

Ning Xiu cursed in a low voice, wrapping his arms around his waist, "Be careful."

Shaking his head chicly, he found himself nestled in front of Ning Xiu's warm chest.

"Where are you... taking me?" Isn't he sleeping?Why in the blink of an eye... looked up at the sky, it was dawn.

"Back Mountain."

"Take a hot spring?"

Goosebumps appeared on the skin of the coolness coming from the arm, and Xuan Ziyu really saw his current situation clearly.

The arms exposed to the air were naked, and the body seemed to be... Looking down, he opened his mouth in disbelief.

"You...why don't you dress me?"

Ning Xiu wrapped his arms in his robe, "Time is running out."

Xuan Ziyu was puzzled, "Is there an earthquake in Yujian Villa?"

Why didn't he feel abnormal at all?

He landed lightly in front of the house next to the hot spring, stretched out his hand and pushed open the closed door, Ning Xiu carried him into the house.

"It's a cover-up."

"Huh?" Xuan Ziyu stood barefoot on the ground wrapped in a robe, and said with a sly smile, "Do you want to play a fun game?"

They are honest and upright media who are marrying a decent couple known to the world, right?Why do you still have to hide your eyes and ears?It's not an adulterer who has an affair!

"Because..." He lifted Xuan Ziyu slightly from the ground with his wrist, let his foot step on his shoe, and the two bodies fit tightly together, "You don't have to participate in the martial arts conference to compete for the position of leader. Tried it?"

"Ah~" The mouth was open enough to stuff two eggs, "What did you say?"

"Xuan Jiuyou participated in the competition for you?"

Raising his hand to help him organize his clothes, Ning Xiu explained in a neutral manner.

Xuan Ziyu was silent for two seconds, and jumped up and down madly, "You are looking down on me!" Xuan Jiuyou became his substitute to replace him in the martial arts conference. Why did no one ask him the opinion of the person involved? ?

Now Ning Xiu brought him here?Could it be... hiding him in the snow?

"I don't agree!" Xuan Ziyu protested resolutely, "Why should Xuan Jiuyou replace me?"

"Because he is capable." A very positive and concise answer.

"I am the one who wants to take the position of leader, not him Xuan Jiuyou!" The handsome face began to turn grim, and he sat restlessly on the chair and fidgeted.

Ning Xiu calmly squatted down, held his ankle and gently put on his shoes and socks, "Do you want to compete with those people?"

"Won't you help me too?" She stood up abruptly and asked arrogantly.

Ning Xiu rubbed his nose awkwardly, "Your current body is not suitable for fighting."

"Bullshit!" Such obscene words were spit out from those extremely beautiful lips.

"You want to make fun of your body