White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎Until Daqing returns◎

After all the pottery cups were pulled up, the two cupping men immediately retreated holding the pottery cups, Wuyan propped up his upper body, turned sideways to face Yang Qingyuan and put on his middle coat and cross-collar gown, Yang Qingyuan also propped up his upper body, while While putting on his clothes, he couldn't help but secretly glanced at his figure.

Outside the house, Yang Xinsu's biological mother, Murong Wenqian, walked through the corridor and was coming towards the door. While walking, she rubbed the back of her neck gently, and said to herself: "Oh, when did my neck catch the wind and cold? It's so uncomfortable. , it must be the wind and cold playing tricks! Try cupping." Just passing through the circular carved hollow window, I vaguely saw two figures dressing, and couldn't help being stunned, but the other's face was covered by the bamboo curtain, and I thought to myself: In broad daylight, how could two men be intimate here?

She rolled her eyes and thought for a while, then gently lay down on the ground, carefully crawled into the room, and climbed to the front of the tent, just when the two of them were about to come out, Wen Qian froze when she saw Wu Yan's face, covered her mouth and said nothing. Dare to yell, Wu Yan passed by with big strides, she squatted hurriedly in front of the curtain and raised her palms to her temples without moving, pretending that she was a sculpture of a cat, but fortunately Wu Yan walked fast without looking back, Nothing amiss was found.

Yang Qingyuan also followed Wu Yan's footsteps, passed by Wen Qian's side, and disappeared at the door together with Wu Yan.Only then did Wen Qian get up, trot to the door, poked her head out to look at their backs, and couldn't help but say to herself: "I should be right, that is indeed Wu Yan!...Why Wu Yan is also like Uncle and Zhong Ming Like brother? No wonder the weak crown has been refusing to marry since then, what should I do? I know the secret! And that man is still the twin brother named Yang!"

She hugged her head and turned around, looking anxious, and said nonsense: "Could it be the curse of the innocent soul of Yangqing? Shouldn't our family invite a celestial master to come and exorcise evil spirits?"

Suddenly there was pain in the back of her neck, and she quickly covered the back of her neck, remembering her original purpose of coming here, so she had to say: "Cupping first! People, where are people? Where have they gone?" There was a whirl.

During dinner, Wen Qian happened to be sitting opposite Wu Yan's table, and couldn't help but sneak a glance at her cousin and Yang Qingyuan next to him.Yang Xinsu accidentally turned her head while eating, and found that her biological mother's gaze was very strange. After swallowing a mouthful of plain rice, she leaned into her biological mother's ear and asked, "Why do you always stare at Uncle Wuyan? Do you suddenly think he is good-looking? "

Wen Qian gently pushed her son away with her elbow, and replied in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense, eat your food well!"

Near the end of dinner, the servants served mouthwash tea, Wu Yan and Yang Qingyuan were the first to eat their fill, and took the mouthwash tea to wash their teeth, Yang Xinsu also picked up the teacup to rinse his mouth.

Wu Yan stood up, ready to say a word of greetings before leaving the dining room, suddenly something fell on the ground beside him, he squatted down to search for it, Yang Qingyuan also squatted down, and searched with him, the eyes of the two collided, and the relationship between each other The distance was very close, Yang Qingyuan didn't want to let go of this opportunity, under the table, he rashly held Wu Yan's face and kissed.

Wu Yan wanted to blurt out 'Are you crazy', but was so fascinated by his kiss that he forgot to resist.Unfortunately, Yang Xinsu's curiosity flared up, and then she squatted down and looked under the table. This scene was reflected in her eyes, she was dumbfounded, and then turned around and stood up.

Wen Qian glanced back at him, felt that his expression was strange, so she asked, "What's wrong?" Yang Xinsu forced herself to smile, and lied, "No, it's nothing." After saying that, she began to regret standing up too early, He wanted to take another peek, but missed the opportunity, and the two people on the opposite side of the table had already stood up.

Zi Shiyao asked: "Have you found it? What is it that fell?"

Wu Yan replied: "It's a pair of chopsticks." He put one chopstick in his hand on the table, and Yang Qingyuan also put the other chopstick over.

In the middle of the night, the elder and younger masters of the Murong family returned to their own courtyards. Only Wu Yan stayed outside a corridor, sitting on the railing, looking at the waning moon and the dots of stars in the night sky. Seeing the abrupt kiss under the table, she couldn't help bowing her head.

The sound of small footsteps came, followed by a man's voice: "Why don't you go back, are you waiting for me?" Wu Yan hurriedly looked back, the light of the lantern illuminated Yang Qingyuan's figure, and his gaze also fell. Zhongruan in the hands of Yang Qingyuan.

Just because he saw Zhongruan, Wu Yan couldn't help asking: "You, want to play a tune at this time?"

Yang Qingyuan approached a little closer, and replied: "Your elders are probably asleep, especially your mother. I'm not so wicked to openly disturb the people late at night. I just took it out and wiped it, and tuned the string."

Wu Yan thought for a while, and said again: "You came to my house this time, and you didn't play any music, how about tomorrow?"

Yang Qingyuan said with regret: "Your request is really not the right time. I have stayed in the Murong family for several days, and I plan to return to Qinyang City tomorrow. If I don't go back, the helmsman will probably be furious and scold me."

Wu Yan felt even more regretful when he heard the words: "It turns out that you can't actually stay for a few days as you said."

Yang Qingyuan said: "Actually, I came to see you this time for one thing."

Wu Yan immediately turned back, staring at him in a daze.

Yang Qingyuan continued: "When you leave Yangui Island in the future, if you meet Xue Muhua, you have to be more careful, he seems to be eyeing you. If he asks for any conditions, you can't agree rashly."

Wu Yan asked: "Why does he want to be unfavorable to me?" After thinking for a while, he guessed: "Did he know that I made an agreement with Yang Qingming for three lives, and Yang Qingming is his..." I wanted to say the word 'child molestation', but it got stuck in my throat.

Yang Qingyuan didn't answer, because he acquiesced to his guess. After a while, he only said to him: "Go back to sleep, don't catch a cold." He gently stroked his forehead and bridge of nose with his fingertips, then turned and left, gradually away.

Looking at Yang Qingyuan's figure, Wu Yan suddenly felt a touch of loneliness in his heart, and also discovered his contradictory thoughts - when he was pestered all day long, he always wanted to persuade him to leave, but when he really wanted to When he left, a trace of nostalgia suddenly floated in his heart inexplicably.

Before noon the next day, in Qingluan City, a young man in plain clothes carried a bamboo basket and walked to the Jinling Pavilion. Seeing that the courtyard door was open, he walked into the front courtyard graciously. Ba Ci immediately turned his head when he heard the sound of the footsteps, and saw The visitor was surprised, and immediately asked him: "Which courtyard and room are you a disciple of? What's the matter in Jinling Pavilion?"

The young man in plain clothes replied: "The man who built the incense house, come to see the Minister of Jinling Pavilion."

Ba Ci glanced at the bottles and cans in the bamboo basket in the young man's hand, and guessing that he was here to deliver things, he immediately ran to the door of the side room and knocked on the door.

The door in front of him immediately opened in response to the sound, and Ba Ci immediately stepped into the ear room, stopped in front of the screen, and said respectfully: "Daqing, someone claims to be a disciple of the incense house, and came to see Daqing."

Huang Yan sat on Maitreya's couch as usual, and replied leisurely: "Accept the things he sent for Ben Daqing, and then bring them in for Ben Daqing."

Ba Ci diligently followed suit, turned around and immediately went out of the ear room, and said to the young man in plain clothes, "Your Majesty said, leave the things to me first." As soon as he stretched out his hand, the young man handed the bamboo basket into his hand.

Ba Ci sent the young man in plain clothes to the door, then turned back, entered the ear room again, stood in front of the screen, and said respectfully: "My lord, the things are brought in."

As soon as the words fell, Zhu Yanfeng walked around to the screen and replied instead of Huang Yan: "Leave it to me."

Ba Ci immediately put the bamboo basket into Zhu Yanfeng's hand, crossed his hands to Zhu Yanfeng, then turned and walked out of the ear room.Zhu Yanfeng carried the bamboo basket around the screen, returned to the Maitreya couch, sat on the edge first, put the bamboo basket gently on his knees, randomly picked up a bottle in the basket, and handed it to Huang Yan who was opposite the coffee table.

Huang Yan took the bottle, unplugged it, brought the mouth of the bottle to the tip of his nose, sniffed it lightly, and opened his lips: "The fragrance is not bad."

Zhu Yanfeng handed over another bottle and asked him to sniff it, and then asked, "How about this bottle?"

Huang Yan replied: "It's all okay."

Zhu Yanfeng took the bottle back, looked at the two bottles in his hand, and asked, "Which bottle do you plan to use first?"

Huang Yan replied while pouring tea: "There is still half an hour before we go to the dining hall. Is it necessary to burn incense again?"

Zhu Yanfeng said bluntly: "It's okay to try the fragrance."

Huang Yan said cunningly: "Whoever says that he wants to try the incense, he will come to burn the incense."

Zhu Yanfeng got up immediately, temporarily put the bamboo basket on the ground next to Maitreya's couch, took two bottles to a table, put the bottles on the table, and took a small one from one of the high stools. Then take out the incense utensils from the lower shelf, go back to the table and sit on the stool, open the lid of the incense burner, first press the incense ash on the bottom of the incense burner to make it flat, then gently put the incense seals in, put the incense in the two bottles Pour the incense powder into the incense seals to fill them up, take out the incense seals, ignite lightly, and cover the hollowed-out lid.

While drinking tea, Huang Yan looked sideways at Zhu Yanfeng's actions, saw the incense mist slowly rising through the hollow, saw Zhu Yanfeng packed up the incense and returned to the Maitreya couch, took another sip of tea, and said: "If you burn It’s not over, you can figure it out yourself.”

Zhu Yanfeng only asked: "There is a fragrance in the room, what do you think?"

Huang Yan replied: "You put rose incense first? I smell this smell."

Zhu Yanfeng said bluntly: "There will be orchid fragrance in a while."

Huang Yan smiled slightly: "You can consider burning the two together."

At noon, the two went out of the ear room together. In the front yard, Xuan Hengzhi was doing stretching exercises to activate his joints. When he saw the two of them when he turned around, he immediately greeted them respectfully: "Master! Shaoqing!"

As soon as Zhu Yanfeng saw him, he immediately ordered: "Go into the anteroom to tidy up, especially take care of the incense burner."

Xuan Heng hurriedly asked: "Shaoqing, how long do I want to see the incense burner?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied: "Until Daqing comes back."

Until...Daqing...comes back...huh?

Xuan Hengzhi immediately froze in place, as if petrified.

Walking out of Jinling Pavilion and walking on the road, Huang Yan opened his lips: "Why do you torture them?"

Zhu Yanfeng heard the words, looked sideways at Huang Yan, and wondered: "I tortured them?"

Huang Yan said bluntly: "After lunch, if I have nothing to do, I may not go back to Jinling Pavilion. If you let him look at the incense burner, then maybe we will see the time to retire."

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help being slightly stunned, not knowing what to say.

Huang Yan looked at him with a slight smile, and continued: "Let him keep looking at the incense burner, this is also a kind of experience."

Zhu Yanfeng said with some guilt: "I'm a little sorry for him."

Huang Yan replied disapprovingly: "He happens to lack experience."

The two finished their lunch together, and when they left the dining hall, Zhu Yanfeng glanced sideways at Huang Yan, then turned his head to look forward, and suddenly saw a paper crane flying in front of him, he raised his hand lightly, and the paper crane fell to the ground When he got it in his hands, Huang Yan had quick eyes and quick hands. Before he could undo the forbidden technique of the paper crane, he immediately snatched it away. He undid the forbidden technique by himself, made the paper crane return to paper, and read the content for him.

Zhu Yanfeng didn't mind either, he just gently took the paper back from Huang Yan's hand, and after looking at it, he took a step and went to the Elder's Pavilion built by Xiangxuan with Huang Yan.

At dusk, the two of them flew a kite on the top of the mountain, letting the huge painted paper swallows fly high in the air with the wind. Huang Yan held the kite spool with one hand, and gently pulled the kite line with the other hand. Kite in the air.

Zhu Yanfeng also raised another swallow kite in the same way, holding the spool with one hand, and lightly pulling the kite string with the other hand, so that the two kites chased each other high in the sky.

The wind gently blew their strands of hair, but their eyes were only looking at the kite in the sky, and their minds were almost on the kite.After a long time, Zhu Yanfeng suddenly opened his lips: "Let's see whose kite flies the highest."

Huang Yan replied leisurely: "I don't compare with you."

Zhu Yanfeng asked: "Are you scared?"

Huang Yan replied: "Flying too high, it is easy to lose control of the kite, and I am afraid that the string will break."

Zhu Yanfeng echoed: "That makes sense! Then don't compare."

Huang Yan said: "Comparison is still necessary."

Zhu Yanfeng asked again: "Then how should we compare?"

Huang Yan replied: "Competition...whose kite hits first."

Zhu Yanfeng reminded: "Is there no reward or punishment?"

Huang Yan slightly raised the corners of his lips, and only asked: "Are you really not afraid that my request will be unfavorable to you?"

Zhu Yanfeng replied magnanimously: "It just depends on whether Yan'er has a senior brother like me in his heart."

The two kites in the sky were more than ten feet apart. The two carefully controlled the kite line, both thinking that their kites would bump into each other and cause a wrestling high in the air.

Half an hour later, the distance between the two kites was only one foot, Zhu Yanfeng seized the opportunity and lightly flicked the string of the kite, and the kite was about to collide with the other kite.Huang Yan was not in a hurry, at this tense moment, he pulled the kite string sensitively, turned the kite by surprise, and bumped into it first.

Zhu Yanfeng was slightly surprised, so he had no choice but to admit defeat: "I lost, so tell me what the penalty is."

Huang Yan slightly raised the corners of his lips again: "You really want me to punish you?"

Zhu Yanfeng explained: "It's not..., it's just that I don't want to break my promise to you."

Huang Yan tilted his head, smiled at him and said, "Write it down first, and then I will honor it when I think of something."

The two kites were still flying steadily in the sky, and gradually opened up the distance again, allowing the rays of the setting sun to penetrate through the torso until the sky began to darken and turned into pitch black.

The author says:

Summer is very suitable for kite flying【However, the author of this article does not know how to fly kites...】

I have the thalassemia gene, and I can’t fall asleep after drinking coffee, black tea, cola milk tea at night, so I bought a milk tea bag without black tea, jelly bag, and homemade grass jelly milk tea! (Gone with the wind~)

Grass jelly is jelly!