Invite the wolf into the room

The appearance of sleeping soundly in his arms, so quiet and cute, a petting smile gradually appeared on Ling Qingzhe's face, but then he turned into a calm and thinking expression.

Now that he knew An Chen's identity, it was time to figure out what he was going to do next. If he just ran away from home, there wouldn't be such a big fight.

Ling Qingzhe knew that An Chen seemed docile, but he actually had his own plans, and he didn't want to rely on himself to get involved, so he wouldn't tell the truth if he asked directly.So Ling Qingzhe decided to wait and see what happened. His quail's injuries were healed now, and it was estimated that something would happen soon. However, Ling Qingzhe had already made a cage, so no matter how hard he fluttered, he couldn't fly.

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"Master, it's getting late, you should go to bed early, you have to go on your way tomorrow."

Xue Jingran's bodyguard, Xue Zhi, heard the sound of a shift outside, and softly reminded the handsome man in front of the sand table. Seeing that he was still concentrating on the sand table, Xue Zhi coughed, and loudly reminded him. gave him one more time.

"Huh? I'm not tired yet."

Xue Jingran was still thinking about his gains and losses on the battlefield, but he just responded casually when he heard the words, and his handsome face with profound features still showed a resolute and indifferent expression.

"You promised Young Master Zhe 'not to stay up late when there is no war'."

Xue Zhi coughed again, trying to make himself calmer. Although he knew that it would be useful to move out Master Zhe, as a subordinate, he still couldn't adapt to talking to the general like this, but who told him to be responsible for taking care of the general? As for the people who live in the young master, it is impossible not to fulfill their duties.

"A few days ago, Master Zhe specifically warned in his letter that you have already won the class teacher, and you are not allowed to work hard on the road."

"He only cares about these little things."

Xue Jingran didn't care what he said, but there was already a faint smile on his face.

Xue Jingran remembered that when he was at home, Xiao Zhe used to catch him at regular times every day in order to make his eating and sleeping patterns regular. Sometimes he wanted to tease him and hid for Xiao Zhe to find, but he could find him every time. Every time this time comes, Xiao Zhe always smiles triumphantly on his face. Thinking of this, Xue Jingran feels a deep warmth in his heart.

"I can reach the capital in seven days, right?"

Tightening up the long robe that was draped over his shoulders, Xue Jingran chose to go back to his room to sleep. After he returned to Beijing to celebrate the Holy Spirit, he would find time to go to Hulin County. Ling Qingzhe didn't want to go back to Beijing, and he didn't want to force it. Anyway, now Now that the war is over, he doesn't have to go to court to participate in government affairs every day. If he asks for leave to go for a walk, His Majesty will approve.

"Yes, young master. In fact... I will pass by Yuxia County in three days. It is only a hundred miles away from Hulin County. Would you like to meet Master Zhe there?"

Xue Zhi knew how much Eldest Young Master missed Young Master Zhe. He spent two years completely subduing the barbarian tribe, but he gave him the 'Yexie' dagger that the prince presented to him—the representative's respect for him. The most respected and famous utensil, without even thinking about it, he packed it up and sent it back to Master Zhe, which shows how much Master Zhe holds in his heart.

"Forget it, don't provoke criticism, and there is no rush at this moment."

Xue Jingran shook his head lightly. His love for Xiao Zhe has already attracted the attention of many people. At the beginning, many people pointed their ideas at him. The situation will be better after two years of separation. It ruined his life again.

"...Yes, my subordinates understand."

Xue Zhi wanted to ask if Master Zhe would come here by himself, but he thought about it and still didn't say so much. When the young master left Beijing and passed Yuxia County two years ago, Master Zhe, who had already taken office, didn't come. Not out of the same consideration as the young master.

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"Get up, Quail, get up..."

Ling Qingzhe felt restless when he woke up in the morning. When he saw An Chen sleeping on his stomach, he leaned on his back and kissed him.

An Chen was as smooth, white and tender from top to bottom as a peeled egg. Ling Qingzhe slid his hand under it, rubbed the cute little folds, and smirked, making himself feel so special all morning. The spiritual part was stuck there, rubbed up and squeezed in.

"Well……"

An Chen, who buried his face halfway in the pillow, groaned softly. Although his eyes hadn't opened yet, his body was already relaxing to accommodate Ling Qingzhe's entry. After their first love, Ling Qingzhe thought about his body It took two days to hug him, which made An Chen, who had just tasted love, itch like a cat scratching his heart, so he did it a little more intensely last night, and he still hasn't calmed down until now.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

Sensing that An Chen was not interested, Ling Qingzhe knew that he was exhausted yesterday. In fact, he himself is just a normal morning stand now, not emotional, so he buried himself in An Chen's body and waited for it to slowly return to its original state. , and then withdrew from An Chen's body.

"Backache, no strength..."

An Chen rubbed against Ling Qingzhe's arms, turned his face to look at Ling Qingzhe with moist almond eyes, his low and soft tone was indescribably seductive.

"Sour here?"

Ling Qingzhe bit An Chen's lips lightly, then put on his clothes and sat up, and thoughtfully helped An Chen who was lying on his stomach rub his extraordinarily slender waist.

"Um……"

An Chen narrowed his eyes comfortably, smiled at Ling Qingzhe, and then closed his eyes to enjoy Ling Qingzhe's service.

"Your weapon is gone?"

Ling Qingzhe knew that there was a short sword hidden on An Chen's left forearm, but now there was only a leather case with a sheath left. On the day he was taken away by Qiong, all the weapons on his body were searched, except for the dagger on his belt. Gold Line.

"Get up and pack up first, I have a present for you."

Seeing that An Chen nodded as a reply, Ling Qingzhe leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then rang the bell to call Ling Ming and the others to come in and serve.

When An Chen heard Ling Qingzhe said that he was going to give him a gift, he stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly woke up, a smile from the heart slowly appeared on his face, and his eyes were soft and charming , it's a pity that Ling Qingzhe, who had his back turned to him, didn't see it, otherwise he would have jumped on him immediately...

After breakfast, Ling Qingzhe watched An Chen eagerly and went to the study, but before he took out the gift for An Chen, Uncle Yang came in and said he had something to say to Ling Qingzhe, Ling Qingzhe didn't care Tell him to speak straight, but Uncle Yang glanced at An Chen and opened his mouth.

"Master, the young master will arrive in Yuxi County tomorrow, do you want to go and greet him?"

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礼物

"If you leave now, you can rest in Yuxi County for one night."

After Uncle Yang finished speaking, he stood there quietly waiting for Ling Qingzhe's answer, with that kind smile still on his face.

Uncle Yang knew that Ling Qingzhe missed Xue Jingran in his heart, but because some emotions were always suppressed, this time he wanted to give Ling Qingzhe a step, and met him as an ordinary brother, so he could take a look to see if he was okay, and save his heart Always miss.

"Uncle Yang..."

Knowing that Uncle Yang was concerned about him, Ling Qingzhe looked at this worrying old man, and called him with some gratitude and some amusement.

Ling Qingzhe has always hidden the part of his feelings for Xue Jingran that is beyond brotherly affection. Only Uncle Yang, Han Chao and Xue Jingyang know about it. Now it is considered that there is an extra An Chen, but that is because of his own traces. Guessed, Ling Qingzhe never explained anything to him.

"Brother won the victory class. He never accepted invitations or visits from any nobles or officials on the way. He only stayed overnight in the military camp. He also ordered that no army officers and soldiers are allowed to enter the city to disturb the people. If I go at this time, I will only embarrass my brother."

Ling Qingzhe didn't shy away from it in front of Uncle Yang, and pulled An Chen to sit on his lap, then put his arms around his waist and patiently explained his thoughts to Uncle Yang.Although Uncle Yang was seasoned and steady, he was born in a reckless world after all, and his words and deeds were always a little casual, unlike those ministers and nobles who always had to turn around when thinking about things.

Ling Qingzhe knew Xue Jingran's itinerary all the way, and if he didn't go to see him, although he couldn't say that he was avoiding without any selfishness, it was indeed out of multiple considerations.It's okay for brothers to show some intimacy at ordinary times, now that Xue Jingran's return from a big victory is the time when all eyes are on him, do you want to appear special by joining us at this time?

Ling Qingzhe is not interested in bumping into the wind and waves by himself.

"Big brother will naturally have a chance to see you again after he returns to Beijing."

Ling Qingzhe rested his chin on An Chen's shoulder, and put most of his upper body weight on the seemingly weak body in his arms. It felt so good to hold An Chen like this, so good that Ling Qingzhe could calm down and writhe in his heart missing.

It took Ling Qingzhe more than two years to calm down. When we meet again, I hope we can really treat him as a brother.

An Chen had been listening to them in silence, but felt that Ling Qingzhe's arm around him was getting tighter and tighter, as if he was afraid that he would run away, so An Chen turned his face slightly to look at Ling Qingzhe's face intently, and moved his hands Covering the back of his hand, he held it lightly, somewhat comfortingly.

Seeing An Chen's small movements, Uncle Yang nodded secretly. Regardless of his temperament, he liked this child very much, and he was also courageous enough to be persistent.