Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

The doors and windows of the soup room were closed tightly, and there was no wind around, but the candlelight was shaking slightly.

Standing in the gentle warm light, Man Jiangxue was already dressed very neatly, the buttons were buttoned up, the outer robe was also put on the lining, the collar was tightly attached to her neck, and the soft material held a pleasant sparse feeling. It is fragrant, and there are no traces of exposed skin.

Even though she never showed herself from the beginning to the end, she has already shown it in another sense.

Yin Qiu floated on the surface of the water like a chicken in soup, the blush on his face hadn't faded, and he burned more and more violently amidst Man Jiangxue's inquiries.

"...I have slippery feet," Yin Qiu sullenly looked up at Man Jiangxue pretending to be natural, "Before I knelt for too long, my legs and feet became stiff."

Man Jiangxue glanced at her, leaned over and picked up the clothes left behind by the pool, and said calmly: "Then you wash to warm up, I'll go first."

As she spoke, she patted the water stains on her clothes, took off the screen, and walked away with Yin Qiu's dodging eyes.

Soon hearing the sound of closing the door, Yin Qiu stayed there for a long time before letting out a long breath and sinking himself into the water again.

The picture on the screen was still flashing in front of my eyes, and I couldn't get it off. Yin Qiu's eyes were empty, and he took off his wet clothes dully, and then began to take a bath slowly.

She thought with some annoyance: No, really shouldn't, how can I peek at my uncle's clothes?

But she changed her mind and thought again: Isn't that called peeking?After all, I couldn't see anything through the screen.

Thinking of this, Yin Qiu immediately slapped himself hard on the forehead.

What are you thinking!Can you see it? !

That's my uncle!

Yin Qiu secretly scolded herself bloody in her heart, but for some reason, the more she warned herself that such thoughts were disrespectful, the more frequently the scenes she had just seen appeared, as if on purpose As if against her.

Yin Qiu was taken aback, and at the same time panicked, she almost thought that she had been bewitched by something evil, so she put her hands together and recited the Ziyin Heart Sutra very seriously, trying to drive Man Jiangxue out of her mind go out.

This trick was really effective. Yin Qiu didn't read for a while and filled her head with sword moves and mental techniques, but she insisted on reading silently for a long time. After a long time, the water in the pool almost lost its temperature. It finally returned to normal, not hot anymore.

There was a biting cold wind outside, and there were a few swaying paper lanterns hanging on the porch. Yin Qiu glanced outside, sighed deeply, got up from the pool a little tiredly, wiped it off quickly, and put the screen on the screen. Take off your clothes and put them on.

She washed the previous wet clothes with the clear water on the other side. Before leaving, she saw that the clothes Man Jiangxue had changed were still hanging on it, so she turned back and washed them along the way, and then slowly pushed them away. Opened the door of the soup room.

It was late at night, and the candle lamps in the courtyard dimmed a few times. Before Yin Qiu could step out, he caught sight of the person standing by the steps.

A gust of fresh wind with a sparse fragrance rushed towards his face, and Yin Qiu's mood, which had just calmed down, couldn't help but fluctuate after seeing the snow-white figure.

Feeling that there was a slight tendency to heat up his cheeks again, Yin Qiu was slightly stunned, shook his head, and smiled wryly.

Her Ziyin Heart Sutra was recited for nothing.

Maybe it was too loud, Man Jiangxue didn't seem to hear her coming out, and never looked back, so Yin Qiu took this opportunity to adjust his mentality, and asked, "Why didn't the uncle come back to the room? Are you waiting for me?"

Man Jiangxue looked back, her side face looked extraordinarily clear and soft against the backlight, she glanced at the two sets of clothes that had been washed in Yin Qiu's hands, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

"I'm afraid that your legs will be inconvenient and you will fall again, so I will wait for you."

Hearing the teasing in her words, Yin Qiu couldn't help blushing, and muttered, "Isn't that the uncle's fault... You made us kneel for so long."

"It was my fault," Man Jiangxue stretched out her hand, pulling Yin Qiu down the stairs together, "If you didn't make mistakes, how could I punish you?"

"Where were you upstairs before?" Yin Qiu immediately complained, "You attacked me from behind and made me kneel down, it was terrible, and it still hurts now!"

"It's because you are not good at learning, it's none of my business." Man Jiangxue said very calmly.

Yin Qiu hid behind and curled his lips, and said in a weak voice: "What's the reason? It's strange that I can beat my uncle. You are clearly bullying me..."

"If you want to talk back again, I'll throw you out," Man Jiangxue said without turning her head, "Let me tell you one thing, you have ten sentences waiting for me, and you can't suffer even the slightest loss. Who gave you the habit?"

Subconsciously, Yin Qiu wanted to reply "You're not used to it", but swallowed the words resentfully.

She fell silent.

Both of them fell silent, and they took each other into the small building and returned to the room. Yin Qiu immediately hung the washed clothes in the corner of the corridor. When he entered the room again, he saw that Man Jiangxue had put the food box Open it, looking at the food inside.

"You did this?"

Yin Qiu responded, closed the door, and said, "I made it when my uncle was still taking a bath. It's still hot. Eat it while it's hot."

Man Jiangxue sat down, took the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to Yin Qiu, and said, "Why don't you cook something you like?"

"I'm not picky about food, I eat everything the same." Yin Qiu took the initiative to add more rice, and filled a bowl of soup for Man Jiangxue, "Uncle Master, hasn't eaten the food I cooked for a long time? Of course, it must be according to your taste."

Man Jiangxue glanced at her, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said no more, she picked up the food with her chopsticks, but she didn't put it in her own bowl, but gave it to Yin Qiu first.

The light in the room was very bright, and it was no longer the hazy vision of the soup room, which enabled Yin Qiu to see Man Jiangxue's face and plain white fingers more clearly.

She found that Man Jiangxue's appetite today was slightly larger than usual. This small discovery made Yin Qiu suddenly feel a little bit subtle.

It only took four days for Man Jiangxue to come to Yunjian City from Yunhua Mountain. Yin Qiu didn't need to think too much, but he could know what Man Jiangxue was like on the way.

As Man Jiangxue said, she probably didn't have a good night's sleep or a good meal. It's been raining everywhere these days, and she can't even drink hot tea on the road.

And behind this behavior, it was just because she was worried about Yin Qiu and wanted to confirm her safety quickly with her own eyes.

Yin Qiu bit the lotus root bit by bit, and couldn't help feeling a little distressed in his heart.

Man Jiangxue's intuition was very accurate. She had a bad premonition when she was far away in Yunhua Palace. Yin Qiu not only saw Nangong Min outside, but also learned that someone would kill her, including hearing that someone was going to kill her in the carriage that day. He vomited blood at the sound of the flute, which was not a good thing, but Man Jiangxue had a keen premonition of their occurrence.

But she couldn't tell Man Jiangxue that she had indeed encountered danger, and that she might encounter other unknown dangers in the future.

Meng Jing is right, maybe after Man Jiangxue knows what happened in the past few days, she will have a good plan to deal with it, and she will protect Yin Qiu well, because she is that kind of person, as long as there is a place where she is , it seems very safe, Yin Qiu can be a carefree child, relying on her wholeheartedly like when he was a child, without having to use his own brain to face the things that are about to happen.

But Yin Qiu couldn't bear it.

Nangong Min is also right, Yin Qiu has grown up.

Growing up not only means changes in appearance and growth in body size, but also means that she has to gradually learn to stand alone, learn to keep a clear head at all times, and solve problems that seem to be solved by Man Jiangxue by herself. problem.

What she actually wants to learn is to protect Man Jiangxue in turn.

Even though it sounds unrealistic, Yin Qiu's thinking is not that complicated. What is protection?Could it be that only super martial arts are qualified to protect a person?Not necessarily, if she takes good care of herself and doesn't let Man Jiangxue worry, or let Man Jiangxue sleep peacefully, that can also be called qualified protection.

Yin Qiu is satisfied with such a somewhat private desire for protection.

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Most of the time has passed, and the inside and outside of the post station have become silent. The cold wind hovers in the empty town, making this candle-lit room a little warm.

The food was swept away, only the lotus root soup left some cold soup, the two of them ate very comfortably, and they didn't talk much during the dinner, Yin Qiu cleaned up the dishes and rinsed his mouth with Man Jiangxue, She closed the window, and through the light, she could see the tiredness that could not be concealed between Man Jiangxue's brows, which was the tiredness that could only be revealed in front of Yin Qiu.

The charcoal brazier burned out with the passage of time, and Yin Qiu did not replace it with a new one. She laid out the mattress and served Man Jiangxue undressing like in a palace. Yin Qiu said: "I want to be with my uncle tonight." Sleep, okay?"

Counting it, she hadn't slept with Man Jiangxue for almost two or three years.

When she was younger, Yin Qiu was always pestering Man Jiangxue, but when she grew up, she gradually stopped going to Shen Xingdian, and she had her own room.

There was an unchanging fragrance in the air, Man Jiangxue took off his coat, looked down at Yin Qiu and said, "After this winter, you will be 17 years old, why are you sleeping with me?"

"Even at the age of 80, I still want to sleep with my uncle," Yin Qiu said confidently, "What does this have to do with age?"

"When you were 80 years old, I was already dead," Man Jiangxue said, "Why doesn't it matter?"

Yin Qiu was stunned, and quickly reached out to cover Man Jiangxue's lips, and said anxiously: "Why do you want to mention death? How unlucky, bah bah bah!"

The lower half of Man Jiangxue's face was hidden behind Yin Qiu's palm. She lowered her brows and eyes, as if she smiled slightly: "Everyone is going to die. I never taboo about this. What are you afraid of?"

She didn't move herself away, nor did she take Yin Qiu's hand away. The warm breath when she spoke was like a breeze slapping Yin Qiu's palm, which was a wonderful touch.Yin Qiu curled her fingers slightly, and she automatically recited the Ziyin Heart Sutra in her mind, but her heart still beat, and it beat fast.

The content of the Heart Sutra and the shadow on the screen are intertwined in her mind. At this moment, Yin Qiu is a little busy, because there is a red lip in front of her. That lip is not thin, but it is not full. Yin Qiu can't describe it. , All she knew was that her uncle's lips were beautiful, icy cold, like snowflakes flying down from mid-air, as if they would melt when touched.

into her palm.

Yin Qiu knew that it was time for her to take back her hand, but her mind was in chaos, she couldn't spare any energy to make herself do something, she could only try to make herself look normal, and her voice was normal. Said: "I'm not afraid, I just don't want to hear this word, it's with my uncle."

"Then you may have to listen to it again," Man Jiangxue said bluntly, "Are you trying to suffocate me?"

Yin Qiu was startled again, but she quickly realized that she lowered her hand in embarrassment, and then said in embarrassment, "Who made the master keep mentioning that word..."

The girl looks ashamed like a peach blossom that is about to bloom in spring, and the blush on her face is so eye-catching. Man Jiangxue looked at Yin Qiu, and she didn't linger too much on the topic of life and death. He got up on the couch by himself, then looked at Yin Qiu, who was motionless, and asked, "Come over yet?"

Some restrained joy appeared on Yin Qiu's face, she hurriedly took off her coat, happily climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Man Jiangxue.

Man Jiangxue slid down the bed, raised her hand to turn off the lamp with the wind of her palm, the room was dark for a moment, she moved her arm up slowly, Yin Qiu also raised her neck, and fell on Man Jiang very naturally. Snow's arms.

There were sounds of something being knocked on the window sill, Ye Yu fell at this moment, Yin Qiu turned sideways, and buried his head in Man Jiangxue's arms.She listened to the gradually increasing sound of rain outside, as well as Man Jiangxue's steady and powerful heartbeat.

Man Jiangxue was always covered in wind and frost, she seemed to be unable to keep warm, the coolness came through the fabric, and was dispelled by Yin Qiu's body temperature almost instantly.

The breaths of the two are intertwined, and the smell has been blended to produce a taste that is different from the usual.Man Jiangxue has a good sense of smell. She put the tip of her nose close to Yin Qiu's hair, and suddenly said in a low voice, "How many medicines have you been drinking recently? Why does your whole body look like you've been soaked in a medicine jar?"

She has said this a lot recently, and Yin Qiu has heard it many times. She moved her head, lowered her head and smelled herself, and said doubtfully, "What is the smell of medicine? I haven't smelled it at all."

Man Jiangxue seemed to think about it for a while, and then said: "The smell of ordinary medicine is nothing special, I just feel a little familiar, as if I have smelled it before."

Yin Qiu thought for a while in the dark, and then took a sharp breath on her sleeve, but she still didn't smell the medicine smell that Man Jiangxue said, she only smelled the scent of saponins left on the fabric.

"Uncle Master has a problem with his sense of smell," Yin Qiu said, "Maybe it's not because of me."

Man Jiangxue didn't answer, as if thinking about the correctness of Yin Qiu's words. Yin Qiu waited for a long time without waiting for a response, and was about to ask softly, but Man Jiangxue moved her body at this moment and adjusted In the sleeping position, Yin Qiu thought she was going to say something, but after Man Jiangxue moved, there was no sound again.

The night rain was pattering, hitting the pavilion like embroidery needles falling, and the sound was dense.Yin Qiu heard Man Jiangxue's gentle breathing in her ears, so she didn't speak again. She knew that the uncle must be exhausted these days, after all, the uncle rarely fell asleep so fast.

Feeling the body temperature of the person beside him gradually warming up, Yin Qiu opened his eyes in the dark night and touched Man Jiangxue's hand by feeling. The touch was still very cold, but it was much better than before.

The shallow warm breath sprayed on the pinnae, and the skin there was a little more moist and hot continuously. Yin Qiu could imagine how close Man Jiangxue's face was to her, and also imagine how close he was to her. If you tilt your head, what kind of posture will you pass by the lips that are close at hand?

The thumping of her chest was speeding up with the turbulent rain at that time. Only at this moment, Yin Qiu could look directly at the change of her heartbeat frequency, because she did not exist in Man Jiangxue's eyes, which gave her Some secret spaces allow her to calmly accept those emotions that have been deliberately suppressed in this space that cannot last forever, including some desires that cannot be known to outsiders, especially Man Jiangxue.

Yin Qiu had noticed the thing of desire a long time ago.

But she couldn't clearly understand what that desire meant at the beginning, but as she grew older and her mind matured, she finally woke up in some insignificant days, and she turned from shock to bewilderment , and then turned from bewilderment to anxiety, and today, those uneasy feelings have unconsciously transformed into another kind of inexplicable thing. If you have to describe it, it can only be Yin Qiu's present An overly calm state of mind.

In other words, she got rid of some messy thoughts and learned to enjoy without peace of mind.

Enjoy the time alone with Man Jiangxue, also enjoy the satisfaction of snuggling in her arms, and also enjoy quietly perceiving any subtle changes in Man Jiangxue after she fell asleep, even though the joy of this moment will disappear without a trace before dawn There is no trace, but at this moment, without Man Jiangxue watching, she indulges in such hard-won joy.

The rain was falling heavily, and the noisy rain finally covered up the heartbeat in the quilt. Yin Qiu could clearly feel that her heart had returned to silence. The dim light from the lantern penetrating through the window paper looked at Man Jiangxue's gentle eyebrows, her straight nose bridge, and her indiscriminately red lips.

The night shrouded people a bit darkly, and it also exaggerated a little precious fragility of the normally impeccable person. Even though she was still hugging her in a protective posture, Yin Qiu felt that the other person was actually being protected by her. with.

After all, she looks so defenseless and soft, except for the calmness all over her body and the distance in her bones, she is no longer the person that many people look up to.

She just slept quietly beside her, sleeping so deeply.

"Uncle Master..."

An inaudible murmur mixed with the sound of rain outside the window, Yin Qiu gently closed his eyes, and lightly clasped Man Jiangxue's fingers.

With her fingers intertwined, she gradually fell asleep with the sound of rain.

The author has something to say: In this chapter, there are some things to say about Man Jiangxue. Please read the little angels here. It's a bit long, but please don't think I'm long-winded.

For the role of Man Jiangxue, I gave her a few key words at the beginning of conception, including: open and aboveboard, dignified and upright.

Especially in this relationship with Yin Qiu, the nurturing flavor between the two of them is actually not too strong, because apart from getting along day and night and being familiar with each other, they have no other atmosphere that violates moral sense.

In Man Jiangxue's eyes, Yin Qiu was the daughter of her senior sister when she was a child, and she took care of her out of love and commitment, while Yin Qiu, who grew up, was a person who was watched by Man Jiangxue. That's all.

I want to say this because I want to show that Yin Qiu was not raised by Man Jiangxue at all.

My setting for the cultivation of this article is unilaterally based on Yin Qiu's growth, not who raised who, this must be clear.

So here comes the point I want to express. Under the two labels of nurturing and Nian Shanggong, if the scale is not well grasped, if Nian Shang is tempted first, it will give people a negative feeling of abduction, and it will also make people People think that seniority is to satisfy their own selfishness because of the privileges of seniority and status.

But Man Jiangxue didn't have such a problem.

She will not have some kind of moral constraints and conflicts. If she likes it, she likes it, and if she doesn't like it, she doesn't like it. No matter who this person is, she will follow her heart, will not deliberately avoid and restrain herself, and will go with the flow.

Because between her and Yin Qiu, there is not much [nurturing] emotion at all, some are just companionship, they are not even masters and apprentices, but two people who have known each other for a long time and know each other well.

(This is also why, when Man Jiangxue had a little ambiguity with Yin Qiu, she didn't evade. She even had a little fun in it, because she was also feeling Yin Qiu, and she would take the initiative to have sex with Yin Qiu Cho makes some physical contact.)

So I will not deliberately create Yin Qiuxian who likes the master uncle for the sake of worrying about the problem of being tempted first. Feelings are unpredictable things. It doesn’t have to be clear and clear. It doesn’t make sense who likes who first. Why can't it be to like each other in the process of getting along?

So, please don't worry when you see this, the love between Qiuqiu and his uncle is not as deep as the bloody sadomasochistic love, when the time comes, just do what you want.

In addition, the book mentioned in yesterday's speech is: Qingming Shanghe Tu Code

Above, I'm done.