[Sword Three + Lu Xiaofeng] The Crane Returns to the Lonely Mountain

Chapter 37

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Ye Dange was really tired. Not long after Ye Gucheng hugged her and walked away, he felt the breath of the person in his arms slowly become soothing and lingering, and he couldn't help pulling her into his arms again. Take it easy.

Back at Nanwang Mansion, Ye Gucheng relaxed his movements, carefully put Ye Dange on the bed, untied her pair of light and heavy swords and put them on the side of the bed, shook off the thin quilt to cover her——Ye Dange in his sleep Dan Ge frowned, struggling subconsciously to kick the quilt away, Ye Gucheng leaned over, and pulled the quilt back for her to restrain her struggle, with a rare good temper:

"Cover it, don't catch a cold."

"Hot..." Ye Dange murmured in a low voice, with obvious grievances in his soft voice, like a coquettish child, and he didn't see the awe-inspiring look before.

Ye Gucheng's expression relaxed, and the breath in his whole body softened. If he didn't pay attention, Ye Dange took the opportunity to kick the quilt away again—July is the hottest time of the year, and the dog days are extremely hot. Dan Ge was sweating again, and it was natural to be too hot under the quilt.

Ye Gucheng's face was gradually stained with a bit of helplessness, but when he looked closely, he seemed to have a faint smile, and he simply sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, and stretched out his hand to hold Ye Gucheng. Dange pulled her whole into her arms——Ye Dange immediately struggled restlessly again, frowning and trying to get rid of it, and still muttered in a dissatisfied voice:

"So hot……"

Ye Gucheng's eyes darkened for a moment, and suddenly he reached out and touched her face——Ye Dange, who was half asleep and half awake, froze for a moment, and then slapped her on it all at once, and the whole person nestled into his face. arms.

Ye Gucheng's internal energy is cold, and a little luck gathers in his palm, and a pleasant coolness immediately takes over his palm. Ye Dange rubs against the coolness, and lays down in his arms, pillow Let his legs settle down.

Ye Gucheng wiped the sweat on her forehead with the sleeve of the other hand, stretched out his hand and pulled up the quilt that she had kicked away earlier to cover her waist and legs, and patted her back lightly——Ye Gucheng Dan Ge snorted twice, and finally fell asleep peacefully and completely.

Ye Dange slept from morning to evening, and when he opened his eyes, he saw in a daze that the setting sun was like blood in the sky outside the window.Ye Dange rubbed his eyes habitually, tried to sit up while propping up the bed under him, but when he stretched out his hand and pressed it, he immediately froze—how does this "bed" feel like...

"Are you awake?" A familiar cold voice sounded from above his head.

Ye Dange froze all over, lowered his head, only to realize that his eyes were covered with snow-white—most of his body was lying on Ye Gucheng's lap, and his hand was supporting his thigh at the moment, no wonder he just touched it. I always feel something is wrong...

"Why don't you put me on the bed?" Ye Dange's face was quickly stained with a thin layer of red, "the villain will sue first".

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his tone was light, but he seemed to have a little smile inexplicably: "You are too hot, come here by yourself..."

Ye Dange choked, and the blush on his face suddenly deepened——Ye Gucheng's internal energy is cold, and his body temperature is always "warm in winter and cool in summer". With a blushing face, he looked up at him, withdrew his hands and sat up, but his gaze involuntarily fell on Ye Gucheng's lap. After hesitating for a moment, he finally stretched out his hand again, with a little guilty conscience and distressed, tentative Pressed up aggressively:

"Is it numb after so long? Let me rub it for you?"

As Ye Dange said, he exerted a little force on his hand, just about to rub it, but the next moment, he was held down by Ye Gucheng and couldn't move his hand——Ye Dange raised his head, and met Ye Gucheng's sight, It was so dark and deep that she had the illusion that she was almost being sucked into it.

"Don't move." Ye Gucheng's tone still didn't fluctuate much, but it was inexplicably hoarse.

Ye Dange seemed to realize something suddenly, turned his head away and gave a low cough, his face was so red that he could almost bleed.

Ye Gucheng let go of her hand, patted her on the head lightly, and stood up—probably her legs were still numb to some extent, and her pace was slightly slower than usual, and it took a while before she returned to her feet. Beside the bed, while passing a box, he took a piece of pastry from it and raised his hand to Ye Dange's mouth:

"I haven't eaten for a day, and my stomach is full."

Ye Dange nodded, took the box, lowered his head subconsciously, opened his mouth to bite the piece of pastry, and then habitually licked the crumbs on his fingers, but froze in the next moment - just fell asleep Xing Xing was still a little dazed, and for a moment forgot that it was not her own finger, but... Ye Gucheng's.

The wetness and softness of the fingertips made Ye Gucheng stunned for a moment, and the next moment, the originally deep eyes seemed to be darker and deeper all of a sudden——Ye Dange gave a low cough in a somewhat concealed manner, and simply lowered his head Instead of looking at him, she hugged the pastry in her arms and started to eat it.

A moment later, there was a heavy weight on the head—Ye Gucheng's palm came up, messing up Ye Dange's hair, which was already a little messed up by sleeping.Ye Dange blushed and was about to struggle, but suddenly a warm breath caught her ear, making her movements stop suddenly.

"The wedding is approaching, we will go back after the chores are settled."

His voice seemed to lose its usual coldness, and was as deep as another person—Ye Dange nodded subconsciously, and felt the warm breath behind him and beside his ears finally recede slowly. He was patted lightly on the head again, and as the man got up, he resumed his usual calm and indifferent voice:

"Eat less, I'll take you out for dinner when I get up."

Ye Dange swallowed half of the pastry in his mouth, turned around holding the box, saw Ye Gucheng take the door out, and his figure completely disappeared from his sight, couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his still hot skin. face, pursing his lips and laughing.

……

That night Lu Xiaofeng finally came to the two people's yard, probably because of Gongsun Lan's matter, there was obvious embarrassment in his expression.Ye Dange gave him an annoyed look, but he also knew that "feeling soft-hearted when he sees a beautiful woman" is his old problem, and I'm afraid he won't be able to change it for a while, so he simply didn't bother to argue with him, so he started straight to the point. The matter of rebellion by the son of the Southern Prince.

The next day, Huamanlou and Liu Mogui bid farewell to the Nanwang Mansion, and set off to return to the south of the Yangtze River—Liu Mogui and Huamanlou wanted to help together, but Liu Mogui was pregnant at the moment, whether it was Lu Xiaofeng or Ye Dange was determined not to let the couple intervene in this matter. Once the Embroidery Thief case was concluded, it was almost "driving" the two of them away from right and wrong, and returned to Jiangnan to raise their babies with peace of mind.Liu Mogui was worried and reluctant, before leaving, Ye Dange's arms were filled with all kinds of mechanisms, and with red eyes, he told her to be careful and safe.Ye Dange only felt a warm feeling in his heart. Being infected by her, he also felt a little bit of separation and sorrow. He sighed lightly, freed his hand to touch her head, promised that he would be safe, and promised to wait for next year. He must have gone to see her when the child was born, only then saw she was finally supported by Hua Manlou, reluctantly getting into the carriage.

At noon that day, Lu Xiaofeng also resigned and left the Nanwang Mansion - the Nanwang Mansion, which has been quite lively recently, finally calmed down.

On the third day, Ye Dange and Ye Gucheng quarreled——

"You must go to Ximen Chuuxue for a decisive battle?" In the yard, Ye Dange looked up at Ye Gucheng, his eyes widened, obviously in a terrible mood.

Ye Gucheng glanced at her and nodded: "Yes."

Ye Dange's brows were almost knit together: "But you are not sure of winning, the outcome is only five or five - losing is death. Even if you don't die, Ximen Chuixue is Mo Mo's friend, if he dies Under your sword, how can I face her again? Where do you put me?"

Ye Gucheng looked at her with a calm expression and remained silent—after a while, he finally spoke again: "Because he is Ximen Chuuxue, and I am Ye Gucheng—it is inevitable."

Ye Dange raised her head and looked at him fixedly, trying to find the slightest hesitation, but she still failed—his face and eyes did not waver at all, as he said, he had already made up his mind There is no way to avoid life and death with Ximen Chuuxue.

Ye Dange took a deep breath, all the anger on his face suddenly subsided, leaving only exhaustion and disappointment, he took a deep look at him, turned his head and left: "Since you only have a sword in your heart, Then you go, and you don’t have to come to me again.”

Ye Gucheng frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, he just stood there without saying a word, just watching Ye Dange's figure disappear from his sight, the wrinkles between his brows and the chill all over his body showed that He was not in that indifferent mood at the moment.

"City Lord, this..." Prince Nan, who was standing aside, looked at this unexpected scene in astonishment. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but tentatively said, "I'll ask someone to take Miss Ye please……"

"No need," Ye Gucheng interrupted him coldly before he finished speaking, took a deep look towards the door, and looked away, his eyes were full of coldness and indifference, "Don't tell her, Don't involve her in this matter, I will go find her after the dust settles."

Prince Nan was stunned, nodded in response, looked at Ye Gucheng, and said in a low voice: "City Lord, since that's the case, shall we set off for Beijing tomorrow?"

Ye Gucheng nodded lightly, and stopped talking to him, tightened the cold iron sword in his hand, and went back to the room without saying a word, closing the door to isolate everyone from the outside.

The author has something to say: You have to rub your legs and lick other people's fingers...Xiao Dange, is this called molesting you?Are you under a lot of pressure, city lord? 2333333333