After the death of the villain

red.

After Yuan Ye said goodbye, Ling Lang had never seen such an eye-catching red.This person descended from the sky, with a smile on his face, he didn't look like a person who could be born in the world.

As if sensing Ling Lang's gaze, Zhou Xuan slowly let go of Xie Xiangying's hand.Xie Xiangying didn't realize it, he was still hanging on Zhou Xuan, as if he was afraid that he would fall to the ground.

Zhou Xuan was worthy of being the number one general in the Northern Qi Dynasty, and he hadn't changed a bit in the past three years.

Xie Xiangying was sighing, while Ling Lang put down the waiter in his arms.

Seeing this, the lantern bearer on the high platform quickly walked down and knelt at Ling Lang's feet.The so-called lamp holder is in charge of many matters in the temple. If the ceremony is destroyed, the lamp holder will be the first to be held accountable.

"Your Majesty, what happened unexpectedly, the two of them definitely did not intentionally destroy the ceremony."

"Absolutely not on purpose?" Ling Lang glanced at the white-clothed waiter, then turned his eyes on Xie Xiangying who was in Zhou Xuan's arms, and said coldly, "Are all the people in Nanling Temple dressed like this?"

In the Northern Qi Dynasty, dark colors were the most valuable, and most officials in the court wore sapphire blue and crow blue. Such light and dirty colors were only worn by Xie Yin, who was too dull and dull, to wear them all day long.Others only know that Xie Yin's clothes are imitated, but they never know that this cheap color is so worthy of people's eyes because it is worn on Xie Yin's body.

"roll."

Xie Xiangying heard a word from Ling Lang's mouth.Just this one word made all the waiters present kneel on the ground.

There was no sound, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

Zhou Xuan put down Xie Xiangying, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the ceremony is important, don't ruin the auspicious day and the good day for people who are not related."

"A good day and a good day?" Ling Lang looked at Xie Xiangying, who was still standing straight beside Zhou Xuan, and said, "The ceremony is to tell the gods that what I have done has not failed the late emperor, not to pray for protection. This is a good day and auspicious day What you look at is never the sky, but Zhen, when I come here, it will be a good day."

Such rampant words seemed to be something Ling Lang could say. He also said three years ago that he never believed in ghosts and gods.

Xie Xiangying stood still. After three years of separation, he always felt that Ling Lang had changed a lot. Maybe it was because he didn't bother to pretend to be innocent, or maybe it was because of the sharp edges and corners, and many thorns on his body.In short, the person in front of him is completely different from the young man who sent his troops to the north.

"Why don't you kneel down to me?"

Xie Xiangying heard Ling Lang ask.His tone was still calm, but there was full of hostility in his brows, as if the next moment Xie Xiangying's knee didn't fall to the ground, the one that landed was the head.

There was no reason, Xie Xiangying just simply didn't want to kneel to Ling Lang.He knelt down too many times in the past, and when he saw this person again, his bones were much harder than before.

"Son..."

The lantern bearer frowned and looked at Xie Xiangying.

Only then did Xie Xiangying realize that everyone's eyes were on him.They were watching what extraordinary things this person who dropped from the sky to interrupt the ceremony would do.

Xie Xiangying looked at Ling Lang, Ling Lang's figure was imprinted in his eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Xie Xiangying took a deep breath and lifted the hem of his clothes.His movements were very slow, his upper body was straight, and his hands supported his knees at the moment his legs were bent down.

People who kneeled for a long time suffered from some leg problems in the past, even if they used other people's bodies to come back to life, the habit of kneeling slowly after supporting them with their hands has not changed.

"That's all." Ling Lang said in a deep voice the moment Xie Xiangying's knee fell to the ground.He looked at the gate of the temple on the high platform and said coldly, "Since you broke the ceremony, you should kneel in the temple tonight and repent."

Xie Xiangying raised his eyes, Ling Lang had already walked into the temple with his sleeves swept away.The waiter who fell down with him was looking at him indignantly.

Xie Xiangying ignored this person, and only stood up when Ling Lang entered the hall.He stood under the high platform with a stern expression, more like a lantern bearer in charge of a ceremony in a temple than the accompanying attendants on the high platform.

The drums sounded again, like thunder rolling in my ears.

At night, when Xie Xiang came to the temple, the waiter in white was already kneeling on the ground.

The temple at the end of the ceremony was exceptionally quiet, and even the weeds and insects that remained at the beginning of winter could be heard bleakly calling.

Xie Xiangying looked at the blue-faced and long-toothed God, knelt on the cushion and remained silent for a long time.

Ling Lang was right in saying something, the so-called sacrifice to the gods, he sacrificed himself to Wushu and his ancestors, as well as to himself from the subjects of the Northern Qi Dynasty.God will not protect Northern Qi, only a powerful monarch and loyal subjects can guard one side.

He has grown up, and he understands some truths more thoroughly than himself.

The waiter kneeling beside saw Xie Xiang coming to greet him, and said coldly: "If it wasn't for your pickled thing, why would I be kneeling in the temple right now."

Xie Xiangying still looked at the statue, dipped his hands in some water used for sweeping in the wooden bucket, and wrote two lines on the ground.

"There is a god when you raise your head three feet, but the waiter should be cautious in his words and deeds."

Xie Xiangying doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he knows the word Shendu better than anyone else.

The waiter laughed disdainfully when he heard the words: "You bastard from a foreign race is also worthy of our Northern Qi god's blessing?"

hybrid.

No one has ever dared to say these two words to himself.He used to be a member of Xie Mansion, even in the imperial city, no one dared to say anything in person.

Xie Xiangying glanced at the waiter and wrote on the ground: "Do you want to serve Ling Lang?"

What he wrote was the word "Ling Lang". To others, Ling Lang was a high-ranking emperor, but to him, Ling Lang had a bad relationship with him that he wanted to stay away from.

Hearing Xie Xiangying's words, the waiter was silent for a moment and said, "Don't you think about it too, or who else will show you how to show off your beautiful clothes?"

"I turned out to be such a person in your honor's eyes."

Xie Xiangying raised his hand, his expression remained the same, even with an indifferent smile.

Although he had never done any earth-shattering events in his previous life, he also dealt with important matters of marriage when Ling Lang was in a dilemma, and even confronted King Jingsheng alone when the Northern Qi people were trapped in Jingsheng.He and Xie Hengyun transformed the terraced fields in Lorraine County, and even transported tens of thousands of deniers of short-season grain from the northeast to Xunyang when the south was flooded.

Such a person who has never stopped to prepare for the Northern Qi Dynasty will become a bastard who wants to climb up to the dragon bed in one step.

"why are you laughing."

Seeing Xie Xiangying, the waiter smiled instead of anger, as if punching the cotton with a fist, he was very annoyed.

Xie Xiangying shook his head, but did not answer the question.He is never stingy with the words of praise in his mouth, and he does not want to speak harshly to others. Firstly, it will damage his self-cultivation, and secondly, it is most unworthy to waste his words on villains.

Whatever he thinks about it, it's all the past, what Li Yun wants him to do now is to get closer to Ling Lang step by step.

Xie Xiangying didn't speak, and the waiter became even more displeased, and felt that Xie Xiangying's lofty demeanor was very artificial.

"It's not a waste of effort to be hypocritical." The waiter muttered, looking at the candlestick under the statue, his eyes suddenly turned.

He walked over, glanced under the incense table, and suddenly said: "Come and see, it seems that a mouse has entered under this incense table."

Xie Xiangying looked at the incense table covered with a black tablecloth and did not speak.

Seeing that Xie Xiangying was indifferent, the waiter frowned and said: "You man, didn't you just say a few words about you, why do you hold grudges like this. Let me invite you to take a look. If the mouse bites the thing, we both will die." Can't get away with it."

Xie Xiangying got up slowly when he heard the word "please".

The man walked to the incense table and bent down to check.

"Maybe it's inside, take a closer look."

As soon as the waiter finished speaking, suddenly, there was a sound coming from above his head.

Xie Xiangying reacted quickly, took a step back, and the candlestick filled with wax fell down. Although it didn't hit the person, a lot of wax splashed on the person's face and neck.

The corners of his eyes were stained with hot wax tears, Xie Xiangying supported the incense table with one hand, and covered his eyes with the other.

"Look what I'm doing, I was knocked down by a mouse." The waiter's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't even yell out when he saw Xie Xiangying, thinking that the man was scared out of his wits, and regretted it for a while.

Xie Xiangying was extremely calm, he never got angry, and he never even opened his mouth.He straightened up and walked out of the hall without stopping.

The waiter was stunned in the hall, panicked for a moment, only afraid that Xie Xiangying would go out and tell the lamp holder.

The night wind was cold and chilly, and the wax tears on his face quickly cooled and solidified.

Xie Xiangying wanted to find a place to find some cold water, but the doors were closed everywhere, and there was nowhere to ask for it.

The bright moon is in the sky, illuminating the road ahead.

Xie Xiangying had no choice but to go along the back mountain to the nearest pool.

After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, people finally heard the sound of gurgling water.

Pushing aside the dead reeds, Xie Xiangying leaned over and squatted on the bank, scooping up a handful of clear water.

The shadow of the moon fell on the palm of his hand, Xie Xiangying stared at the reflection that would shatter with the slightest touch, lost his mind for a long time.There are many people in this world who worship the high and step on the low. He lost his status as a man and was belittled by others. What about those girls who served him?

Xie Xiangying originally arranged a place for them, but his long-term plan was broken by the sudden death.

The life-saving medicine he took every day has become a life-threatening poison.He once embraced the emperor who had a strong horse, and he was the one who most hoped for his death.

The wax tears that had solidified on his face were carefully removed, Xie Xiangying sat on the cold stone, watching the sparkling water under the moon, silent for a while.After pretending to be dumb for so long, no one can say anything in his heart, and Xie Xiangying is becoming more and more lazy to say it. How much he wishes he was a real dumb.

The person was in a daze when suddenly there was the sound of footsteps behind him.

Xie Xiangying turned his ears to listen, and heard a familiar voice mixed with the sound of the wind.

"Just wait here."

"Yes."

It's Ling Lang.

The footsteps were getting closer, Xie Xiangying took a few steps back, before he had time to think too much, he turned and dived into the clear spring.The water was not deep, and it only reached the chest when standing up. Xie Xiangying squatted in the water and closed his eyes.

Cold, bitingly cold.

The chill of early winter, along with the icy mountain spring water, came all at once.

His slender hands pushed aside the reeds that blocked his vision.The black brocade robe fell to the ground, and under the inner shirt, there was a sword wound that was about to heal on the firm chest.

Ling Lang unfastened his belt and quietly watched the huge ripples on the surface of the water.

There are people here.

He slightly hooked his lips, put on his robe, stopped what he was doing, and sat on the shore quietly watching the ripples gradually get smaller.

Isn't this person afraid of suffocating to death?Thinking of this, Ling Lang walked into the water and slowly walked in the direction of the ripples.

He stopped not far away, his eyes fell on the circle of ripples, and he waited quietly.

Xie Xiangying was about to be suffocated to death, he closed his eyes, didn't dare to move his hands and feet, his heart and lungs were about to explode, but he couldn't go up, and he didn't want to meet Ling Lang.

Ling Lang looked at the surface of the water leisurely, and suddenly, the Luo Yuezhu hanging on his waist slowly turned red.

His eyes swept across Luoyuezhu, Ling Lang frowned slightly, and was about to lean over to catch someone, when the water splashed in front of his eyes, and the person in the vermilion brocade robe surfaced by himself and stood up.

Those were a pair of hasty eyes, fascinated by the water, red and red, but exceptionally clear, so clear that there was nothing else in them except Ling Lang's reflection.

Xie Xiangying was soaked in spring water, his black hair stuck to his neck, and he was panting heavily.After seeing clearly who the person in front of him was, Xie Xiangying was about to step back when Ling Lang clamped his wrists suddenly.

"Do you want to go back into the water again?" Ling Lang asked, taking the man into his arms.

Xie Xiangying greedily breathed the chilly wind, and stopped looking into Ling Lang's eyes.

"Who told you to wait here?"

Ling Lang asked a question.He admitted that the moment this person fell from the sky, he was indeed attracted. That's why he jumped away recklessly, but it's a pity that this person fell into Zhou Xuan's arms.

He was angry not because the ceremony was destroyed, but because the person who fell from the sky was not the person he thought in his heart.

Xie Xiangying shook his head, reached out to push Ling Lang's chest, but withdrew his hand suddenly when he touched the scar.

This person obviously had a pair of smiling eyes, but he was panicked when he was in his arms.

"Someone sent you here."

Ling Lang didn't have much patience, if it was someone else, he would have strangled him to death before he asked him a second time.But the one in front of him always reminded him of that person, obviously his appearance was completely different.

Xie Xiangying still didn't answer, just shook his head and pointed to the marks on his face.

On the fair skin, there were a few patches of light red marks, the neck was especially red, with bloodshot eyes, as if a slight wipe could make the skin bloom.

"Is it hot?"

Ling Lang asked him.

Xie Xiangying nodded and gestured at the candlestick with his hands, trying to explain that he didn't come here on purpose.

Seeing the serious look of the person in his arms blinking and stretching out his hands, Ling Lang suddenly laughed, and he picked up Xie Xiangying and carried him out of the water.

Xie Xiangying's heart hung in the air, when did Ling Lang's strength become so strong.

Sun Liangyu, who was waiting behind the reeds, frowned when he saw Ling Lang walking from the grass with the man in his arms.

"Your Majesty..." Sun Liangyu lowered his head, waiting for Ling Lang's order.

"Tell General Zhou that the Dongling matter will be discussed tomorrow."

"Yes."

Sun Liangyu immediately understood what Ling Lang meant, and now there was a newcomer.

Xie Xiangying was escorted by Ling Lang all the way to the Qingjingzhai where Ling Lang was staying, and only then was he placed on the brocade in the gauze tent.

Xie Xiangying wanted to get out of bed, but was stopped by Ling Lang who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Where are you going?"

Xie Xiangying gestured to go back.

Ling Lang looked at it for a long time, and only asked him, "You can't talk?"

Xie Xiangying nodded, but he didn't look at Ling Lang. He knew that Ling Lang must be staring at his eyes at this moment. People's eyes can't lie, if they look up, they will definitely reveal their secrets.

"Why go back, your master, isn't he going to send you to my bed?" There was a cold smile on the corner of Ling Lang's lips. He had seen many people like Xie Xiangying over the years, and they were all handsome men. , There are also prettier ones than the one in front of you.

Xie Xiangying didn't refute, and with Ling Lang's mind, it was easy to guess that he had something to plot.

The cool fingertips fell on the cheeks.

Xie Xiangying felt pain on his face, and shrank back.

"Was it hot in the temple?" Ling Lang asked him.

Xie Xiangying's response was still only a nod. He obviously didn't speak, but his lowered eyebrows completely explained the grievances in his stomach.

If there is a mirror, Xie Xiangying will find that his eyes are moist at this moment.His grievances were not as simple as being scalded by wax tears.

It was the first time Ling Lang saw such a person, he sat there quietly, lowered his head without saying anything, he had already captured all his souls.His smiling face, his straight spine when facing him, and his kneeling posture are all exactly the same as Xie Yin's.

Will there be people with similar looks in the world, and will they also have similar demeanors?

Ling Lang looked at Xie Xiangying and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until the person in front of him shivered that Ling Lang realized that this person's clothes were wet.He stretched out his hand, but was blocked by Xie Xiangying.

"Are you going to spend the night wearing this soaked clothes?" Ling Lang asked him.

Xie Xiangying came to his senses and gestured with his hand that he could change.Ling Lang got up and threw a brocade robe of his own from the shelf, and Xie Xiangying began to undress slowly.

Slender fingers landed on the belt, and the vermilion brocade robe and inner shirt were untied. It was an unfamiliar body with thin shoulders, a slender waist, and a red mole on the heart.

Ling Lang stood by the couch with arms folded and watched Xie Xiangying's movements, thinking of something, with a gentle smile on his face.

Red hijab, red wedding dress, Xie Yin said that these are used for marriage in their place.

Xie Xiangying took off his clothes and hurriedly wrapped himself in a clean brocade robe.

Xie Xiangying's body is not considered weak, it seems that he also practiced martial arts in the past, so there is no extra soft flesh on his body.But it was far behind Ling Lang's muscular body.

Wrapped in a large brocade robe, the man is like a delicious lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Ling Lang sat back on the side of the couch, Xie Xiangying immediately moved his body, separated from this person by the river of Chu and Han.

Xie Xiangying greeted him like an enemy, but Ling Lang had a playful smile on his face.He deliberately moved closer, stretched out his hand to pinch Xie Xiangying's chin, and said indifferently: "Compared to him, you are still far behind."

One sentence broke Xie Xiangying's mind, which was tense with reason, and the anger in his heart was like a raging fire, which was out of control.He is indeed far behind. I don't know what kind of fairy Zhang Nianru is, who can make Ling Lang never forget it until now.

Seeing Xie Xiangying staring at people with red eyes, Ling Lang's smile became more intense.His fingertips rubbed against Xie Xiangying's lips, and penetrated little by little...

The silver thread was hanging down his lips, Xie Xiangying was like a irritated rabbit, and he didn't intend to take Ling Lang's identity into account, he bit his knuckles on Ling Lang's tiger's mouth.

Ling Lang frowned slightly, but still regarded this action as boudoir joy.

Until blood was seen on his hand, Ling Lang's eyes turned cold, and he was about to pinch this person, but found that Xie Xiangying's body unconsciously approached him.

Ling Lang looked into Xie Xiangying's eyes, and after searching for a long time, he seemed to understand something.He withdrew his hand, wiped off the blood with the corner of his clothes, and said with his lips open: "That person must have put a Gu on you."

That person actually used such a low-level thing as Hehuan Gu.

Xie Xiangying's body froze for a moment, and he froze on the couch.What is he doing, he should bite Ling Lang's neck.

Smiling into Xie Xiangying's eyes, Ling Lang moved closer, and his hand with bite marks landed on Xie Xiangying's lapel.

He asked in a low voice, "Do you need my help?"

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