Startled Meng

There are several cold springs on Lingji Mountain, and anyone can go for a soak. In the early years, the language family paid for the road up the mountain, and built many small pavilions around the cold spring for people to rest, so the language family exclusively occupied the high place for a while. It's narrow, and no one talks too much, that's the place where Yan Cijing went.

Cold Spring sounds like just a well, but there are decently built corridors and wing rooms around it, like a summer resort, where there are aromas of wine and fruit, singing kingfishers, and people disturbing the scenery.

"Master Yan, the young master is waiting." Xiao Qing pointed out the way for Yan Cijing, and retreated with Juniper, retreating very quickly, without giving Yan Cijing a chance to explain that he came to Cold Spring only to reduce anger, not to To see people.

He said he wanted to soak in the spring, but Yan Cijing was not active at all, and slowly moved in. First, he used some porridge and side dishes in the small pavilion, and then went to the small pond outside the pavilion to feed fish and shrimp. It was hot and sweaty before continuing to move forward.

All kinds of small animals were ticked on the floor tiles of the promenade, and Yan Cijing identified them one by one. The skylark, spotted tiger, cunning rabbit...the last one was not recognized.

"That's an iron-eating beast! Come here soon?" Meng Jingyuan soaked in the spring and called him.

Yan Cijing stopped dawdling, but he ignored Meng Jingyuan, and walked down the corridor, took off his shoes and socks, stepped on the stone bricks with bare feet, and undressed with his back to Meng Jingyuan.

The clothes were all placed on the table, Meng Jingyuan's was also on it, and there was a round box painted with gold and green paintings nestled in the pile of clothes, which Yan Cijing took to look at.

The pure water-like paste was condensed in the box, exuding strands of elegant powder fragrance, Yan Cijing wiped it with his index finger, and it smudged between the fingertips, and then the strange feeling on the fingertips made Yan Cijing's ears dye Shangxia color.

Meng Jingyuan came over at some point, hugged Yan Cijing tightly from behind, kissed his hot earballs, and heard him say, "So you went to Yinyue to get this thing", Meng Jingyuan smiled softly, wet Leaning against him, he said, "So you stayed outside for so long because you were angry?"

Yan Cijing sighed, put down the small box, and turned his face away, "Do you know what other people say about you?"

"I do not care."

"Repeatedly refusing to be a matchmaker by others, and being unfilial, now you and Yinyue are laughing in the street, others say you, say you..."

Those words were so ugly that Yan Cijing didn't even want to repeat them, but Meng Jingyuan was not afraid of those gossips, and said, "Then what should I do? I can't take Mr. Yan to the street and say that I guard myself like a jade just for Mr. Yan, right?"

Yan Cijing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Meng Jingyuan turned his body and looked at each other, and said distressedly: "I can't hear those words."

Meng Jingyuan smiled: "I also don't want to hear others talking about you."

Yan Cijing raised his eyes: "No one talks about me."

"Why not!" Meng Jingyuan was annoyed, "The matchmaker who went to the government office to inquire about Mr. Yan's marriage will be in Ye City!"

Yan Cijing was at a loss: "Is there? Why didn't I see it?"

Meng Jingyuan was proud: "Of course they were all bluffed away by me."

"fool?"

Meng Jingyuan walked towards Lengquan with Yan Cijing in his arms, and said as he walked: "Let me tell you, the people in Mr. Yan's house are jealous, and they watch Mr. Yan closely. Not to mention buying a concubine, even going to the flower house is not allowed!"

Yan Cijing laughed, his voice was clearer than the water in the cold spring, Meng Jingyuan also laughed, hooked his waist, and kissed him from the "jealous woman".

"That's right!" Yan Cijing leaned against the stone wall, fiddled with the spring water up to his chest, and asked, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Meng Jingyuan replied: "If I knew the situation in the northern border was so complicated, I wouldn't want to make the trip in vain. The north of Ruzhou was closed and the streets and markets were scattered, so I would come back."

Also, last year when Tardan violated the border, Dayin fought very hard. The citizens in the northern border were worried, and the fastest runner was the caravan.

Yan Cijing asked again: "How is Xie Xuan?"

Meng Jingyuan shook his head: "Xie Xuangang had correspondence with me when he went to the northern border, and now he has no time to reply."

Xie Xuan's wish to join the army finally came true, but it was in exchange for the serious injury of Zhen Guo's general Xie Miao.Xie Lang's power on the battlefield should not be underestimated, but without Xie Miao in charge, Tardan became much more presumptuous, the emperor had no choice but to release Xie Xuan who volunteered.

Yan Cijing: "Jiangling's grain depot is full, and General He is also practicing every day. He really is not afraid of fighting."

Meng Jingyuan wiped his wrinkled brows and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

Yan Cijing hooked his neck, "As long as you don't go north."

Meng Jingyuan's smile was not a smile, and the peak of his lips brushed Yan Cijing's lips from time to time while speaking, "Then how about going south?"

"South? The south is connected to Jiuman..." The cold spring water is cold and cool, but the breath in the distance is a little hot, and it can confuse people, which makes Yan Cijing feel distracted.

"Besides the Nine Barbarians, the soldiers of the small countries are weak, so it is difficult to fight."

Yan Cijing curled his lips into a smile, clasped Meng Jingyuan's jaw tightly, and said domineeringly no. The next moment, Meng Jingyuan held his tongue and held his buttocks, and when the water came out, the water splashed.

When Yan Cijing was wiped dry and thrown on the bed, he became slightly conscious. Apart from the burning heat on his lips, there was only the coolness of his ankles.

Looking up, I saw a finger-sized red bead fell on the ankle at some point, the red and white are chaotic like the color of red clouds all over the sky, smooth and clear like a mirror, and the reflected smile is very vivid.

"Like it?" Meng Jingyuan held his thigh and pressed it against his chest, and stretched his other hand elsewhere.

Yan Cijing is reserved, not to say he likes it, but to touch the round bead fondly. Meng Jingyuan didn't touch the round bead, so he freed up one hand to rub the red bead on Yan Cijing's chest. The soft white jade under Ci Jing's ear said: "Beads have been ground all the way, and they will be polished when they enter the city. It can be regarded as delivered to you."

"Yeah." Yan Cijing leaned up and kissed him, all the way down, dodging the wooden beads hanging around Meng Jingyuan's neck, kissed his rising and falling Adam's apple, swelling elsewhere, Yan Cijing subconsciously bit the swaying wooden beads Zhu, who did not expect to be bitten off by him.

Meng Jingyuan smiled lightly and asked him to spit the beads into his palm, saying: "The rope is broken, it's time to change it."

Saliva was rolling on the wooden bead, and the word "shock" engraved on it was much clearer. Meng Jingyuan asked him, "Why do you think the word "shock" is engraved on the bead instead of the word flat?"

Seeing that Yan Cijing's brows were tightened, he was afraid that his recklessness would hurt him, so he wanted to say something to distract him, but he didn't want Yan Cijing's brows to tighten even more, so he endured for a while before whispering Said: "It's been too long, I don't remember." It can be seen that the words just now entered Yan Cijing's heart, Meng Jingyuan lost his mind for a moment, and slipped out a sentence: "Do you really not remember?"

When Meng Jingyuan asked this suddenly, Yan Cijing was startled, and then shook his head slowly.

"Ah—" Yan Cijing groaned, because of the sudden fragrance and warmth, and then he immediately stopped Meng Jingyuan's hand, the touch was so familiar, he was curious about the gel in the small box not long ago, It was so fragrant and hot that he couldn't bear it.

Meng Jingyuan pressed down to kiss him, kissed him lingeringly, and coaxed Yan Cijing to withdraw his hand, but Yan Cijing's tense body could not be relieved. He patiently stroked the soft red beads on Yan Cijing's chest, buried In his shoulder pocket, the breath is heavy: "I miss you very much."

"The desert is vigorous. I want to take you to see it, but I am afraid that you will be sharpened by the wind and sand."

"I'm not afraid." Yan Cijing's pupils were dizzy, and he answered with sincerity.

Meng Jingyuan didn't know if he was really not afraid, he made the wind of the desert with his palm and fingertips, sharpened him all over, and saw his body tremble like a soft red willow in the desert.

"Aren't you going to be an official anymore?" He asked Yan Cijing while panting.

Hongliu took root in the desert, just like Yan Cijing was fixed in Jiangling. Although Meng Jingyuan asked like this, he never asked Yan Cijing to follow him, even though this thought turned in his mind thousands of times.

Yan Cijing didn't have a chance to answer. He either bit Meng Jingyuan's shoulder or the pillow tightly with his mouth, and hummed wildly, provoking Meng Jingyuan to bully him, love him, and tease him like a thirsty red willow.

If he really has roots like a red willow, then maybe he is not rooted in Jiangling, Meng Jingyuan smiled when he figured it out, buried in Yan Cijing's scattered black hair, and wrapped him tightly again wetly.

What better than newlyweds?He wants to be happy every day.

"Is Mr. Meng's lover so fierce?" Yinyue pointed at the dark spots in Meng Jingyuan's eyes and laughed loudly. After laughing, she took the credit, saying that Meng Jingyuan's current blessing came from his box of things.

Meng Jingyuan smiled wryly and didn't speak, as if acquiescing, then took the wine jar handed over by Xiaoer and left, his figure seemed to have more intentions but not enough power, then Yinyue followed him and saw him enter the medical hall with his own eyes, which was a confirmation of his conjecture , Tut Tut laughed out loud.

It's no wonder that Yinyue misunderstood, Xiao Wu, who was helping in the medical clinic, also had some guesses when he saw his master, until Meng Jingyuan asked Tang Shuang for medicine.

"Sleep peacefully? Yes, Mr. Meng will come with me."

The truth is not so glamorous, and it is not true to have fun every day. Since that day, Yan Cijing has nightmares every night, and when he wakes up, he is covered in cold sweat. When asked him what dream he had, he didn't say anything, just kept silent. Wiping the sweat all over his face.

After a long time, Yan Cijing was afraid of disturbing Meng Jingyuan, so he went to sleep elsewhere while Meng Jingyuan was fast asleep, and the result became more serious, almost keeping his eyes open until dawn.Hearing about this, Juniper and Duyan were also anxious, they found all kinds of charms and peachwood swords, but it was useless.

Seeing his ugly expression, Meng Jingyuan asked him several times before he could ask two words: old things.

Meng Jingyuan guessed that what he said that day that he didn't remember his childhood was a lie. If he remembered a little, it probably wasn't a good thing, so he was woken up every night.

After taking the medicine from the medical hall, the carriage was already waiting at the door. Meng Jingyuan boarded the carriage and sat down, and put the medicine bag into Yan Cijing's palm.

"Don't miss a single meal."

"Yeah." No matter how hard it is, I have to drink it, and the stern speech mirrors it.

Meng Jingyuan put the wine jar by his feet and said, "Although General He invited you to drink, you don't want to drink too much."

"Oh."

Yan Cijing deserved it reluctantly, and Meng Jingyuan had already thought of a countermeasure. He asked Duan Chengkong to bring the child and threw the child to Yan Cijing.

This is a good idea, the child couldn't sit still and wanted to go outside the house, but Yan Cijing couldn't do it, so he could only follow him out, holding him around.If he wants a star, he lifts the child above his head; if he wants a dog, he puts the child down; if he wants candy, he takes the child out.

The child is very active, he has to touch everything on the street, grab some paper money and give it to Yan Cijing.

The rough yellow paper was folded into a decent ingot, Yan Cijing stared at the paper money in a daze, thinking of returning to the root of the fallen leaves, and then he gave him a cold war.

He didn't know why he suddenly thought of this word, didn't his life belong to the Meng family?Didn't he already regard himself as the Meng family?Then why would he still think of the past that he had long forgotten, so that he tossed and turned every night?

"Candied haws!"

The child's cries awakened Yan Cijing, who saw the speeding carriage, and carried the baby to the side of the street to dodge.

"Master Yan!"

Yan Cijing looked over and saw a bloody man laying on Xiaowu's stomach, and immediately covered the child's eyes.

"Master Yan!" The bloody man immediately rolled down and knelt down in front of Yan Cijing with tears in his eyes.

"Pei Yuantang?"

Pei Yuantang coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Master Yan! King Rui is plotting a rebellion!"