I was a salted fish in ancient times

Xie Zhui's hand was originally used to control his own destiny, but he was forced by Xiao Shan to grab the man's shoulders and turn over with all his strength.

Xiao Shan refused to give it, so he took it himself.

In an instant, the positions of the two were reversed, Xiao Shan shook his head, looked at Xie Zhui with an unusually sharp expression, and raised his eyebrows.

Xie Zhui snorted, leaned over and gnawed on Xiao Shan's mouth, blocking his mouth.Xiao Shan was always open at night, and Meng Lang's words came at his fingertips. It can be said that he is as serious as he is during the day, and more promiscuous at night.

Xie Zhuibi, but he couldn't respond to his words, he could only seal his mouth so that he couldn't speak.

Xiao Shan let him alone, and occasionally moved his body to help him.

***

In the next few days, the situation inside and outside the capital was calm.

Xie Zhui is not a traditional little brother, he can embroider and make clothes, he likes to dance with knives and guns.At the beginning, he could bear his temper without knowing the situation, and squatted obediently in the palace to check the accounts, manage the servants, and be a qualified Li Wangjun.

After a few days of getting along and observing, he found that Xiao Shan really didn't intend to restrict his freedom, and rather encouraged him to do what he liked.In addition, these two days are really busy and panic, almost turning into a mushroom, Xie Zhui finally changed into a tight black outfit, had a good time playing in the backyard, and broke out in a lot of sweat.

There were no knives or guns here, so he played with sticks, while Xiao Shan leaned against the pillars in the corridor and watched.

When he stopped, Xiao Shan clapped his hands and said hello with dignity.

Xie Zhui threw down the stick and walked up to Xiao Shan. His eyes were bright, his forehead was full of sweat, and a lock of hair in front of his forehead was wet with sweat, and his handsome face was slightly flushed due to the exercise.

Breathing is a little thick and there is a little panting.

Xiao Shan liked Xie Zhui's outfit very much. The tight black clothes wrapped his body, perfectly showing the lines of his upper body.Thin but extremely slender waist, graceful shoulder blades...

Only the straight and slender legs were hidden under the clothes.

But it doesn't matter, Xiao Shan looked at Xie Zhui with appreciative eyes, he could see it every night, and feel its shape and lines every night.

Xie Zhui originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Xiao Shan's eyes, he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.Xiao Shan's eyes made him feel the danger, and he couldn't help but think of some fiery nights.

Xie Zhui had a dry mouth and pursed his lips unconsciously.Then he watched Xiao Shan stretch out his hand to straighten his collar, and said in a gentle tone: "It's not completely hot yet, you're sweating all over, go take a bath."

Xie Zhui took a step back suddenly, said a good word, and left in a hurry.

A little flustered, a little fled.

***

Sitting in the bathtub with only his head exposed, Xie Zhui splashed water on his face.

While rubbing the skin under his neck, he paused slightly, and his hands stopped there.

It's only been a few days with Xiao Shan, and he has changed, becoming a little prone to cranky thoughts.

Just now Xiao Shan's hand left his body, it was obviously a natural movement, but he felt that the man deliberately rubbed against his collarbone, causing his body to tremble.

Xie Zhuan thought of this and plunged his head into the water suddenly.

He couldn't understand Xiao Shan, that man seemed very satisfied with his body.

To be honest, his body is not good-looking, neither slender nor white, and there are many large and small scars on his body.Xiao Shan usually turned a blind eye to those scars, but on special occasions, he would kiss those very sensitive scars bit by bit.

If you don't understand it, don't read it.

Xie Zhui raised his head from the water when he suffocated to the limit in the water.

Water dripped down his cheeks and body, and he picked up the thin towel beside him and wiped his swollen eyes with pantothenic acid.

When Xie Zhui got dressed and came out of the bathroom, Xiao Shan was sitting outside. Seeing that Xie Zhui's hair was wet, he came over and picked up the dry towel on the screen to wipe his hair himself.

Xie Zhui wanted to refuse at first, because he was not used to the closeness between the two of them, and secondly, he rarely had time to dry his hair at the border, and he was already used to the rough and flustered days in China.

But in the end he sat down quietly and let Xiao Shan move.

Neither of them spoke, only the sound of wiping hair was heard slightly.

It's just that no matter how much you wipe wet hair, it can only be wiped half dry.

Xiao Shan put down the thin towel and said, "When the hair is completely dry, I will take you to Antai Temple."

Xie Zhui was surprised: "My lord believes in Buddhism?"

Xiao Shan thought for a while and said, "I don't believe it either."

Xie Zhui: "..." If you don't believe in Buddhism, what would you do in a temple?

Xiao Shan explained his doubts: "Go and burn incense."

Xie Zhui: "..." Since you don't believe in Buddhism, you still want to burn incense, what kind of weird problem is this.

Xiao Shan smiled and said nothing else.

Xie Zhui didn't ask, and when his hair was almost dry, the two packed up and went to Antai Temple.

When he arrived at the place, Xiao Shan asked for incense, and then donated some merit silver.

After finishing all this, he put some pieces of silver into Xie Zhui's hand: "It's all here, you should pay your respects too. I'll walk around and I'll pick you up later."

Xie Zhui held the silver in his hand tightly and watched him leave. He didn't actually believe in Buddhism, but in the end he turned around and knelt in front of the Buddha statue.

Compared with Xiao Shan's carelessness, he is much more pious.

Five years ago, on March 26, everyone knew that his grandfather Xie Zhong died in battle, and his father disappeared and his whereabouts are still unknown, but no one knew that his elder brother Xie Chen was blind due to poisoning.He and Xie Chen are twins, they look alike, but he has a mole between his eyebrows, Xie Chen doesn't.

Seeing that the northern border was going to be chaotic and Xie's family was about to collapse, he risked his life to join the army and went to the battlefield as Xie Chen.

He wasn't afraid of killing someone for the first time, but he had no way out, so he could only bite the bullet.

On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes, and no one knows who will die and who will live, but those who have no way out can only grit their teeth and persist.

Doing the math, today is the anniversary of the death of his grandfather Xie Zhong.

Xie Zhong was buried in the northern border, and he, Xie Zhui, married into Prince Li's mansion as a younger brother. The royal family had many rules, and even if they wanted to pay homage to Xie Zhong, they couldn't find a suitable place.He was playing tricks in the palace, and he wanted to take the opportunity to vent his boredom, so that his body would be exhausted, so he didn't have to think about what day it was.He has decided to secretly find a place to worship in the direction of the north.

But now, in this huge temple, there are all kinds of possibilities.He can miss his grandfather, pray to the Buddha to protect Xie Shen Ankang, and pray to find his father Xie Sui as soon as possible.Always see people when you are born, and see corpses when you die.

Xie Zhui had blood on his hands, he wondered if the Buddha would dislike someone like him.But he still knelt here and sincerely bowed down, begging sincerely.

Xie Zhui got up and put all the silver in his hand into the merit box. When he walked out of the hall, he saw Xiao Shan standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree with a bored face.

He walked over, looked at Xiao Shan and said thank you.He thought that no one but himself would remember that day, but Xiao Shan not only remembered, but also chose a place for him.

Xie Zhui was never afraid of getting hurt or being bullied, but he was afraid of being treated well by others.

Xie Zhui walked towards Xiao Shan step by step, and then thanked him.

Xiao Shan didn't care: "When you enter the temple to burn incense and kowtow to the Buddha, you are willing to do this. Thank you for doing so."

Xie Zhui didn't say anything, just looked at him stubbornly.

Xiao Shan paused, and said quietly: "Actually, I lit the everlasting lamp for people here, and today is the day when the lamp was lit back then, so come and have a look."

Xiao Shan was afraid that Xie Zhui would not believe it, and said again: "It's true, the ever-burning lamp was lit for myself."

Xie Zhui was stunned for a moment, he was puzzled, why did Xiao Shan light the everlasting lamp for himself?