After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The young master hid someone in his yard.

Except for the maid Xiaotao, the whole Unfeeling Villa didn't know that their young owner had brought a man back from the Dragon Subduing Formation and secretly raised him in the courtyard.

Yu Jin was not injured that day in the Dragon Subduing Formation. Song Qing had checked him when she brought him back. This man was just overtired and fell into a coma after being frightened.

Unfeeling Sword Song Qing is gentle and courteous. In the past, he occasionally took in injured people from the rivers and lakes. However, according to the usual practice, guests who are just frightened like this will at most be given a bowl of Ningshen Soup, and then let The other party rests for two days.

However, Song Qing has been persuading Yu Jin to stay this time.

As the only insider, Xiaotao could see clearly that her young master really treated these young masters differently.

After this Mr. Yu came for a few days, his young master ordered her to go quietly to the town to find the best tailor, and cut some new clothes for Mr. Yu, each costing more than ten taels.You must know that her young master has always been simple, and the clothes he wears are only a few taels of silver.

And the rest of the sons eat three meals a day with Song Qing.

If it weren't for Mr. Yu being a man of seven feet, Xiao Tao would have thought that his young master wanted to hide his beauty in a golden house.

However, apart from the wrong gender of the young master Yu, the relationship between the two of them is really a bit of a golden house.

Like in the past, the young master of his family also received friends to live here, but most of the visitors were famous swordsmen in the Jianghu.

What about now?Not only does this Young Master Yu not understand swords, he also has no internal strength, but his young master runs to that Young Master Yu's courtyard every day.

Just like today, Xiaotao was ordered to take out the Jiaoweiqin that was kept in Song Qing's room and send it to this young master's courtyard.

Right now, it is the golden spring in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass is growing and the warbler is flying, and the reds are competing for beauty.There are three peach trees planted in the Songqing Courtyard, and the branches and leaves are extremely dense. Now it is the season of peach blossoms, and the peach red that covers the sky and the sun is seen, covering the whole small courtyard in a pink haze.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the breath is full of moist fragrance.

The slender fingers gently lifted the strings, and there was a "Zheng" sound, and the Jiaoweiqin released a tune as clear as a clear spring.The melody becomes love, and the sound of the piano is long and long, just like peach powder flying all over the courtyard, falling on the body and floating into the hearts of the people.

The person playing the piano has a pair of cold eyebrows and eyes, and his expression is extremely lazy.But his gaze seemed to be casual, but he followed closely the figure dancing the sword among the falling flowers.

The sword, in the hands of that snow-colored figure, is the sharpest weapon and the most beautiful sword.

With the sound of his piano, the silver light is like a shooting star in the peach color, flickering and flickering, dazzling.

He had seen this man before - the sword defeated the ruthless Jianghu devil, but at this moment, that sharp weapon that kills people without blood has become a gentle and affectionate beauty in this spring day.

The ruthless sword is said to be ruthless, but it is sentimental. - At the end of the song, the figure dancing amidst the peach colors held a sword flower and stood up.

The snow-clothed figure was walking towards him with a smile on his face, thin sweat dripped from his head, and he was holding a sword behind his back. He should be a handsome swordsman, but his face was even more beautiful than a woman's.

Especially at the moment when the face is dyed crimson, even the peach blossoms in the courtyard are not as good as the spring scenery in front of me!

Song Qing naturally didn't know what the person opposite was thinking at this time, he raised his hand and wiped the perspiration on his forehead with his sleeve,

I am extremely appreciative of the piano skills that this person has just shown.

"Young Master Yu, you play the qin really well. I have never heard such beautiful qin music before."

This is not a compliment. Although Song Qing is not good at rhythm, she loves it quite a lot.Yu Jin's song just now is full of everyone's demeanor.He wondered if this person had been taught by a famous master since he was a child, so he acquired this superb skill.

Yu Jin's cold face only raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a half-smile: "Young master is absurdly praised. It's a mere clumsy skill. It's rare that you like it. Yu is very happy."

If this is considered clumsy, then the famous songs that Song Qing listened to in the past are probably all chaotic tunes.Song Qing opened her mouth to ask him where his teacher was, but she swallowed the words.

He almost forgot the identity of the person in front of him.

Thinking that this person was forced into Zhentianmen by Fu Jinglei, he must have suffered a lot of grievances since he was a child. I am afraid that this piano skill is also used...

Since Song Qing stepped into the rivers and lakes, although he has never had any sexual encounters with men and women, but the rivers and lakes are complicated, and some things will still come to his ears after all.

For example - some Goulan houses and Nanfeng courtyards - have always had the habit of raising young children and prostitutes.Those children were selected out of thousands of thousands, with good looks. The procuress of the brothel invited famous teachers to train them since they were young.

Song Qing observed carefully these days, Yu Jin's manners are elegant, obviously she has received good etiquette since she was a child.Different from the people in the Jianghu, even the children of a family like Song Qing, although they have been bound by ethics since childhood, they still have a bit of the informal chic of the people in the Jianghu.

Yu Jin is different, his kind of elegance that comes from the bottom of his bones seems to have been immersed in the strict etiquette and rules since he was a child, and he was nurtured bit by bit.

The more she thought about it, the more Song Qing hated that Fu Jinglei whose life and death were unknown, how could he humiliate such an elegant character?

There were thousands of thoughts in her mind, but Song Qing didn't express those thoughts, she just put the sword on the stone table beside her and started to make tea.

The tea is made from the best Biluochun, and the water is boiled from the clear spring behind the mountain.Playing the qin and dancing the sword, drinking tea and enjoying the flowers, the joys in life are nothing more than that.

Yu Jin quietly watched as the light-white fingers picked up the boiled spring water, poured it into the tea leaves, and then a cup of fragrant tea was brought to her.

"Master Yu, please."

Yu Jin's deep eyes first stayed on the exquisite bone china cup, then raised her eyes, and looked at this face that was even more beautiful against the backdrop of peach blossoms.

He suddenly said: "Master Young Master, thanks to your rescue that day, Yu was able to escape from the clutches of Fu Gou's claws. Yu will remember his great kindness and virtue in his heart."

Song Qing quickly put down the hand holding the teapot: "Mr. Yu, why did you say that? It is my duty to eliminate the strong and help the weak. All sects and sects have long despised what the Zhentianmen have done. It is also fate to meet Mr. Yu, but ...The food in my Unfeeling Villa is rough and the hospitality is not good, so I beg Mr. Yu not to be offended."

Yu Jin's face rarely showed joy or anger, but at this moment he raised a smile. "Thanks to the young owner's willingness to take him in, it's too late for Yu to be grateful, how could he be offended? But..."

He paused, his eyes fixed on Song Qing. "You and I have known each other for a few days, and the owner of the young village still calls me Mr. Yu, which is too far-fetched."

Song Qing was shocked in his heart, he was a little shy, and asked back: "Then... I don't know how I should address Mr. Yu?"

He was obviously a guest, but when Yu Jin picked up the teacup, her gestures and gestures seemed to be anti-customer.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Young Master can just call my name."

Only by name?

Song Qing only felt that his throat was astringent. He thought about it for a long time, and then, with a little caution, read the two words gently: "A... Jin?"

Yu Jin's smile deepened, "That's good. It's just... I'm always called 'Shao Zhuang Zhu', isn't it a little bit out of character?"

Courtesy is reciprocal, Yu Jin should also call her own name.But the word "Aqing" seems too... intimate.

Song Qing thought about it for a moment before she thought of a more secure address, "Ajin, I call it 'Jianqing', you can call me—"

Before the words fell, the man said directly: "Qingqing? What a good name."

"Swipe" to the ground, the young owner of the Unfeeling Villa, Song Qing, the famous Unfeeling Sword in Jianghu, has a thin blush on his cheeks, which is more beautiful than the peach blossoms in this courtyard.

As soon as the sun went down, Xiao Tao delivered the food to Yu Jin's room.Recently, Song Qing spent all three meals a day with Yu Jin, almost spending the rest of the time here except going to bed at night.

This posture is not like inviting a friend, but really like raising a little lover in the yard.

What surprised Xiaotao the most was that Song Qing actually asked Young Master Yu to call him "Qingqing" directly.One must know that she has served Young Master Song since she was a child, but she has never seen her Young Master and any good friend be so close?

It's just... Thinking of Mr. Yu, Xiao Tao felt a little worried.Although her young master is considerate to Mr. Yu, but this Yu is cold by nature.When Song Qing is not around, Xiao Tao always sees the fearless prey in his brows and eyes.

Inexplicably, it made her feel cold.

Xiaotao also persuaded her young master in private, but the benevolent young owner explained to her in turn that Mr. Yu had a rough life and was wronged by thieves, so he suffered a lot of grievances.It's normal to be cold-tempered, and she was told to treat Yu Jin well.

Xiaotao persuaded her several times but failed, and in the end she could only obey her young master's orders.

After dinner, Song Qing wanted to stay here and listen to Yu Jin playing the piano, but Song Yunfei sent someone to call him.

This time, Song Yunfei asked him to find him in the study.Song Qing pushed open the door of the study, and saw his father standing in the room, and there was someone sitting on the upper seat.

Surprise flashed in his eyes.At this time Song Yunfei turned around, and the person sitting in the main seat showed Zhang Junlang's slightly thin face.

"My son, come quickly and meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Prince? !

Song Qing's heart trembled violently, but he quickly realized that this person should be He Lanjia who was rescued by his father and hid in the village.

Song Qing glanced at his father, then knelt down and saluted: "Cao Min Song Qing, I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The man sitting on the main seat got up, walked quickly to him, and stretched out his hand to help him up.

The moment he saw Song Qing's face, He Lanjia's eyes flashed with amazement. "Ah Qing doesn't need to be too polite, you and I are cousins. You are my cousin, so you can call me—cousin."

Song Qing retracted her hand unconsciously, stepped back half a step, and replied more respectfully: "Song Qing dare not."

"Why don't you dare?" He Lanjia smiled. He glanced at Song Yunfei next to him, and just stood with his hands behind his back, unknowingly exuding the demeanor of a heavenly family.

"Thanks to my cousin's rescue this time, our hall was saved from the murderous hands of He Lanyu. You and I are originally a family, so why should we be so alienated?"

Song Qing rarely dealt with people in the court. Although this He Lanjia was a cousin, for some reason, he always felt that this person... was a little dangerous.

He just bowed and saluted again without saying a word.

Seeing this, He Lanjia lingered on him for a moment, then asked the father and son to sit down.

Today Song Yunfei asked Song to come over, because He Lanjia wanted to see Song Qing, and secondly, to discuss what to do next.

He Lanjia said that he wanted Ruoqing Villa to revolt and help him regain the crown prince.

Song Qing felt uneasy, so he quietly glanced at his father, and saw that although Song Yunfei didn't make a clear statement, there was no rejection in his words.

The Unfeeling Villa has never cared about worldly affairs, but now that they hid the old prince, they are already inextricably involved in the struggle for the throne.

Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?Now the Unfeeling Villa is neither advancing nor retreating, it is really a dilemma.

At the end of the discussion tonight, Song Qing had seen that her father was already on Helanjia's side.

Song Qing's heart felt like a heavy stone had been crushed, but now the owner of the villa is Song Yunfei, as a son, he has no choice but to stand in the same camp as his father.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and this discussion has also come to an end.In fact, tonight he was just a bystander, and no one asked for his opinion.

Song Qing knew his father's intentions in his heart, and his expression was gloomy, so he got up and asked to resign.But when he walked outside the door, someone called him behind him.

"Cousin."

Song Qing froze.

When he turned around, he saw Helan Jia walking towards him with an intriguing smile on his face.

For this sudden cousin, Song Qing did not forget the courtesy of a monarch and a minister, and bowed respectfully: "Your Highness".

Unexpectedly, He Lanjia stepped forward and grabbed his hand directly, very intimately.

"Cousin, this hall has already said just now, there is no need to see each other like this between you and me."

The touch from his hand made him a little hairy. Song Qing didn't like to be in contact with people. He wanted to withdraw his hand, but the other party held it tightly.

"Song Qing dare not overstep the etiquette of monarch and minister."

Under the moonlight, He Lanjia took this cousin's celestial figure into his eyes, and unconsciously lowered his tone: "This hall has heard that the Juqing sword is upright and courteous, and now - see, it is true."

"It's just cousin, you must be aware of what was discussed in the study just now, and you will have to rely on your cousin for help in the future."

Before Song Qing could speak, He Lanjia grabbed his hand again, and leaned over her whole body: "When he ascends to the Ninth Five-Year position in the Japanese Palace, his cousin will be the Minister of Brachii, and then the Palace will definitely not forget you Credit."

He was determined to win, but Song Qing lowered her eyes, and her eyes fell on a small flower beside the flowerbed.

At this moment, the anecdotes of the royal family that have been circulating in the rivers and lakes over the years came to his mind.According to rumors, although the new crown prince He Lanyu is vicious and fierce, since he took over the country on behalf of the emperor, he has acted vigorously and suppressed many corrupt officials. .

On the other hand, He Lanjia in front of me, also led the emperor to rule the country, but appointed a villain and was extravagant and dissipated, which provoked the court - all the old officials came forward one after another, asking for the restoration of the ancestral system, and making the son a prince.

Right now, the two are almost body to body, and Song Qing's nose is full of the fragrance from each other's body.

This fragrance is rich and thick, although Song Qing doesn't know it, but such a unique fragrance is probably worth a lot of money.He Lanjia was already on the way to escape, but she still didn't forget to use this elegant method, which shows that the rumors are not false...

When Song Qing was distracted, He Lanjia was dazzled by the beauty of the moon, and he couldn't help holding Song Qing's shoulders.

"Cousin..."

This sound instantly brought back all Song Qing's thoughts.Realizing that the two were so close without knowing it, he quickly backed away and distanced themselves from each other.

"Your Highness, it's getting late, and you must be tired too. Song Qing dare not disturb His Highness's rest, please allow me to leave first!"

Seeing that Song Qing was always alienated and indifferent, He Lanjia grabbed the other party's hand just now and had no choice but to back away, with a faint smile on his face. "Okay, since it's getting late, my cousin should go back earlier so he can rest."

Song Qing saluted, then turned and left, he didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

He Lanjia looked at the snow-colored figure that was fading away under the moonlit night, his eyes darkened little by little.

It doesn't matter, it's a long time coming.

At this time, the moon was in the sky, Song Qing returned to her courtyard, and for some reason, she walked to Yu Jin's wing.

He looked at the silver plate that was already hanging high in the air, evoked a self-deprecating smile, then turned and left.But at this moment, the door behind him opened with a "babble".

"Qingqing, why do you still want to leave when you're here?"

The moonlight was as soft as gauze, and the cold and handsome man was half leaning against the door, looking at him with a half-smile, as if sending a silent invitation.

Song Qing's heartstrings were gently plucked, causing ripples for no reason.

He scratched his head, and looked away a little embarrassedly, "It's getting late, I'm afraid to disturb your rest."

"It doesn't matter." The man in the light blue shirt stood up straight, stepped over the threshold and walked in front of him.His voice was like the first ray of wind in early spring, mixed with the coldness of winter, "This is Qingqing's mansion, and this wing of mine is also your home, you can come in if you want."

Saying this, Yu Jin's eyes locked on Song Qing.This gaze is like quenched sugar, as long as you meet it, you will be stuck, unable to get away, you can only be stuck and become a prey.

Very attractive.

Song Qing's heart beats faster for no reason.Getting along day after day, he didn't know whether Yu Jin was like this by nature, thinking deeply, maybe that Fu Jinglei would also bring him by his side, even at the moment of life and death, he still didn't forget to distract him.

Song Qing thought that Fu Jinglei might also have a deep affection for Yu Jin.

Thinking of this, Song Qing's tongue was like remembering the plums sent by Lin County in May last year, sour and astringent, making people feel uncomfortable.

He really wanted to ask if Yu Jin had ever shown such flair to Fu Jinglei.

But rationality stopped him in time, Yu Jin was very lucky to stay here to recuperate, so why did he bother to get to the bottom of it?

Regarding the past, he shouldn't care about it, nor should he ask about it.

There were many thoughts in his mind, and before he knew it, the man in the blue shirt stood in front of him, tilting his head slightly, as if he was sizing up his expression.

"Why is Qingqing frowning? Could it be that something happened in the village?"

Song Qing looked at him deeply, but the conversation between He Lanjia and Song Yunfei just now came to mind.It seems that Rueqing Villa is going to stand in line, but this matter is not only a matter of the world, but also involves a struggle for the throne.How could he tell this person in front of him?

—Looking blankly at this cool and handsome face with affectionate eyes, Song Qing shook her head, and finally just replied: "It's okay, you don't have to worry."

But Yu Jin didn't seem to believe it, he moved forward slightly, and suddenly, sniffing, he frowned and asked, "What's the smell on you?"

taste?

Song Qing subconsciously raised her hand to the tip of her nose, and sure enough, a rich fragrance lingered in the air.

It was Helanjia's scent.

Song Qing lowered her head, naturally she didn't see the gloom in the eyes of the man in front of her.

He just frowned.

But Yu Jin seemed to be complaining and said: "Qingqing, I haven't seen you in the habit of using sachets. The smell on you...is it from another man?"

It was obviously a very common thing, but when it came to Yu Jin's mouth, it turned out to have no deep meaning.It seemed that he had really done something shady.

Song Qing shook her head subconsciously, and hurriedly explained: "A Jin, don't get me wrong, I just met..."

After deliberating for a moment, he thought of a safer statement. "My cousin."

"Cousin? Then Qingqing's cousin must also be an elegant person." He suddenly grabbed Song Qing's hand, brought it to the tip of his nose, sniffed it, closed his eyes and sighed with enjoyment: "The best Ambergris, two spices cost a hundred taels of gold, it's really extraordinary."

The man's hot and humid breath sprayed on the back of his hand. At this moment, Song Qing couldn't care about why Yu Jin could tell it was ambergris just by smelling it. he.

Those eyes seemed wronged, but also inadvertently revealed a bit of temptation. "Qingqing has such a good relationship with his cousin. How could his scent stay on your hands for so long?"

Thump, thump.

— A gust of night wind blows, blowing off pink petals on the peach blossom trees in the courtyard.The only thing left in the world is the sound of her own heartbeat, Song Qing knew that she must be ashamed at this moment.

His face was dry and hot, but there was no way to relieve it.

The hand that grabbed him was like a ball of fire, and he was that moth, he could only panic and slam into it in front of the fire.

"No, I just met him for the first time. He just touched my hand..." Song Qing felt unreasonably embarrassed, and Yu Jin's eyes always made him feel as if he had done something wrong and was ashamed to see him other side.

Sure enough, Yu Jin, who was still holding his hand, had a hurt expression on her face. "When we met for the first time, he just held your hand like this, and left the smell on you..."

The cold face mixed with hot and humid breath came to his face, burning his heart like a raging fire.

"Qingqing, I'm really jealous of him."

Not anymore.

Song Qing only felt that this sentence was comparable to the sharpest sword move in the world. He had no power to parry, and just wanted to throw away his armor and flee.

Song Qing turned her face away, not daring to look directly at the man in front of her.He just tried his best to suppress all the restlessness in his heart, and insisted on a calm appearance.

"A Jin, you really know how to joke." He randomly found an excuse to leave: "It's getting dark, you rest first, I'm leaving."

He turned around and left, suddenly - a long arm wrapped around his waist, bringing him into a fiery embrace.

The eyes are deep and bottomless-double star pupils.The man's pupils were a little light, but at this moment Song Qing saw her own reflection inside.

"It's not a joke." He heard the man say hoarsely, "I'm jealous of him and hate him."

Song Qing climbed up to the hand that was holding her waist, even through the clothes, but the flesh touched by the man was already very hot.

He is the best swordsman in the world, right now he only needs a little force to get rid of this hand, and he can even easily knock the palm of this powerless man in front of him into the air.

However, he seemed to have lost all his strength and turned into a helpless child.His hand rested on the opponent's, his heart was beating fast, and his whole body was hot for no reason.

He didn't know what to say and what to do.

He could only subconsciously, with a hoarse voice instinctively, uttered two words like a mantra: "A Jin..."

This soft call was like pressing a certain switch, and the next moment, the hand holding his waist was slightly harder.

His jaw was pinched by the man, and after that, the man's constantly enlarged face appeared in front of him.

The body trembled slightly, and Song Qing soon became speechless.

Because that person covered his lips...

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