Twilight Cloud Returns

After a few days of staggering on the carriage, the group finally came to the hidden tribe known to the world—the Yun Clan.

Wuqing got out of the carriage and looked at the mountains and mountains in the distance.The majestic mountain towers into the clouds, and there are villages under it. The fields are commuting, women weaving clothes, and children playing. It is a scene of family happiness, which is a bit of a paradise.

Although it is late autumn, the weather here is still warm.

Not far away, Magnolia flowers are in full bloom, and the fragrance surrounds the entire Yun family.

Several older people who were plowing saw a carriage parked in front, and boldly stepped forward to check it out. Unexpectedly, it was the young master who had returned, and rushed to tell each other excitedly.

Yun Chuxiu took Wuqing's hand naturally, and said with a warm smile, "Come home with me."

All the members of the Yun Clan put down their work and ran out to greet them.

Wuqing saw many people rushing forward, but he flinched from the bottom of his heart.

He is not afraid of the eyes of the world, but he is afraid that those people will criticize him.

He didn't want to be the target of other people's accusations or even scolding Zhihuan.

Wuqing subconsciously withdrew his hand, as usual, just stood obediently behind him, but Zhihuan held him tightly so that he could not escape.

Wuqing looked at his resolute side face, and when he was about to make a decision, the patriarch leaned on a cane, walked tremblingly in front of him, looked at him with tears streaming down his face, and said, "Good boy, we are back...Bianguan and Yangzhou and his party , makes me really sleepless..."

Yun Chuxiu gave the patriarch a hand, and said, "It's okay to know."

At this time, someone noticed Wuqing beside the young master, and asked curiously: "Young master, who is this handsome young man beside you?"

Wuqing wanted to leave even more after hearing that, he couldn't let Zhi still lose his prestige in front of his clan.Unexpectedly, in front of the whole clan, Zhi Huan raised the interlocking hands of the two to his face.

As soon as this move came out, the audience was stunned.

The originally lively welcome scene suddenly fell silent.

Wuqing could imagine that the patriarch would ask Zhihuan earnestly and earnestly if he had thought about it clearly, and he subconsciously wanted to open those hands.

In this life, it is enough to be able to stand beside Zhi Huan, he will not ask for any status.

Yun Chuxiu lowered her head and gently stroked the hair behind his ears to calm his restless mood.

He solemnly kissed Wuqing lightly on the back of Wuqing's hand as if making a marriage contract, and then turned around, announcing in a sonorous voice: "This is Mr. Yunqing. , and enjoy the incense of the Yun clan ancestral hall forever."

But after a while, everyone burst into applause, and the joy was beyond words.

"Our Yun Clan is going to have a big happy event!"

"The young master is finally willing to get married!"

"Congratulations to the young master and Mr. Yunqing for a happy marriage!"

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The sound of congratulations was endless, and Wuqing seemed to be in a dream, and he stood there in a daze—it turned out that his clansmen did not reject him.

Zhi was still close to his ear, and said with a smirk: "Why are you still standing here? Could it be that you are engaged to me, but you can't move your legs, and you want your husband to carry you in?"

He pouted, "It's not impossible to carry you in, you have to kiss your husband."

Sure enough, his jokes were very refreshing.

Wuqing blushed, and left a sentence "Who wants to marry you", and walked straight forward.

Yun Chuxiu followed behind and continued to speak nonchalantly: "Anyway, I called you Yun Qing in front of the tribe just now, and you never objected. Doesn't that mean you agreed?"

Wuqing walked in front, savoring the word "Yunqing" repeatedly, and couldn't help but smile on his brows and eyes - he has been lonely and helpless for half his life, and he will be an ordinary person with a surname and a clan from now on.

The Yun Clan hadn't had such great joy for a long time, and at lunch time, each household even slaughtered chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep to celebrate.

The one who laughed the most from ear to ear was the patriarch.

He is quite old, stroking his gray beard, and holding Wuqing's hand, that is the mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her, the more she likes this little son-in-law who wants to spend the rest of her life with the young master.

Wuqing was a little terrified by his stare.

The patriarch said slowly: "Zhihuan has shouldered a great responsibility since he was a child, almost carrying our entire Yun clan on his shoulders, but he never thought of abandoning us, the old, the weak, the sick and disabled..."

As the patriarch said, tears gradually welled up in his eyes, "If he hadn't followed the surname of Yun, he would be able to display his ambitions now..."

He held Wuqing's hand tightly, and said seriously: "My good boy, although I am old, who didn't have a favorite person when I was young? I can see that I still recognize you in this life. Even if there are those people The nickname is out, but the old man patted his chest to assure you that knowing that this child is just like his mother, he is definitely a long-term lover..."

"If he attracts others and ruins his reputation like Yunzheng's unbelievable Lizi outside, the old man will definitely use the clan rules to break his legs!"

The patriarch's rhetoric happened to be overheard by Yun Chuxiu, who came in later, and he joked to Wuqing: "I just left Banzhuxiang Kung Fu, and you coaxed the patriarch to break my leg?"

Wuqing was happy to have a quarrel with him, acting like his master, said: "If you don't obey, you will be beaten. Patriarch, don't you think so?"

The patriarch nodded and said: "Young Yunqing is right, he is begging for beating if he is disobedient!"

After all, the patriarch found an excuse to go out and leave time for the couple to be affectionate.

It was rare for Wuqing to be arrogant, and she raised her face triumphantly.

As soon as the patriarch disappeared at the door, Yun Chuxiu pushed him against the wall and circled him within an inch, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "If Ah Qing hits me, I will bear it willingly. If it is on the bed, I am even more willing." ..."

It's really embarrassing for Wu Qing to hear these stupid words he learned from nowhere!

Wuqing was short of breath, at a loss as to what to do, he just wanted to stay three feet away from this bluffing person.

But Yun Chuxiu refused to let him go, no matter which direction he turned, he could always catch him back to his arms accurately.

The fragrance of magnolia flowers from the Manchu nationality also permeates Wuqing's body, which is refreshing.

Yun Chuxiu looked at him like a reckless little wild cat, bumping around, and couldn't help but want to kiss him.

Lust and love are intertwined, making him involuntarily approach that soft place...

Just when he was about to bite into the fragrance, there was a knock on the door.Lan Gu hugged her wedding dress, and happily pushed open the door, and saw the young master and the young master standing against the wall, the fair and clean young master blushed like a ripe apple!

Aunt Lan knew immediately that she had spoiled the "atmosphere", but she didn't feel sorry at all, and joked: "It seems that I disturbed the two of you..."

Yun Qing immediately shook her head like a rattle and denied, "No, no..."

Lan Gu snickered, put the wedding dress on the table, and said, "Young master, these wedding clothes were ordered by you, and Lan Gu carefully sewed them stitch by stitch. I thought it would take a long time to get them ready." When I saw you wearing it, I didn't expect to use it so soon."

She unfolded the one sewn for Wuqing herself, and said with a smile: "My lord, come and try this on yours, if it doesn't suit Lan Gu, then go and change it."

He was wondering, but on the first day of his arrival, Lan Gu also made him a good one?

Aunt Lan saw his doubts and said, "Master, do you really think that Aunt Lan is a weaver girl who can weave your clothes in an instant? The young master told Aunt Lan about your stature a long time ago. ..."

She gestured roughly, and it shouldn't be bad.

After disturbing the young master once, she didn't want the young master to "hold grudges", so she pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You two try it first, and Aunt Lan will pick it up during dinner."

Lan Gu left in good time, and in an instant there were only two of them left in the wing.

Wuqing lowered his head to look at the gorgeous bright red, and Lan Gu's words were still echoing in his mind, and asked, "When did you let them tailor it?"

Yun Chuxiu wrapped his arms around his waist, pretending to be lost in thought, "I have to think about it... Was it when you abandoned Buddhism and came to the border to look for me in spite of everything, or did we win the battle and return to Liangzhou, you and me? When people drink wine together?"

When Wuqing heard him bring up the matter of being drunk that night again, his whole body burned as if he had a wind-heat, and his cold little hand immediately covered his mouth, not wanting to listen to his nonsense anymore.

Yun Chuxiu took the opportunity to hold his hand, and kissed his palm like a dragonfly.

A burst of itching suddenly struck Wuqing, Yun Chuxiu said in a desperate way: "Ah Qing, I miss you..."

Recently in Yangzhou, he was so busy with the case that he couldn't even touch Xiao Ahqing's hands a few times. It is estimated that the monks in Huishan Temple did not abide by the rules and precepts like him!

Yun Chuxiu moved her lips down to Wuqing's arm, which was whiter than lotus root, lifted his sleeves, and kissed...

The sky is bright and the sun is shining, the wing room is still bustling with people, Wuqing has a feeling of being watched by others...

Rationality and strong desire are constantly entangled in the body, Wuqing pushed him, "Zhi Huan, they are still outside..."

Yun Chuxiu lightly bit his earlobe, Wuqing could only feel a warm current rushing around, and his breath was completely messed up, "I know... I know, I still... No... But..."

Yun Chuxiu stopped, looked at Wuqing who had a pink face, and restrained herself.

During these many days with him, Yun Chuxiu has gradually figured out Wuqing's temperament, his heart is soft, and he can't be hard on this kind of thing.

So he pretended to be pitiful, and said in a hoarse voice: "Since Ah Qing is not willing, I will not force... I will find someone to fetch a basin of cold water. Although the area where the Yun Clan is located is warm and humid, it is autumn after all. , in case the wind and cold come out of the shower..."

He deliberately paused, peeking at Wuqing's expression - Wuqing, a simple cat, was really fooled, his eyes interpreted hesitation...

Wuqing was extremely entangled, Yun Chuxiu stepped up his offensive, and immediately turned around to leave. Wuqing immediately stretched out a trembling little hand, grabbed his sleeve, and whispered in fear: "Knowing...you can be gentler." ……"

Yun Chuxiu waited for his words for too long, and his movements were almost in sync with the words. He pulled Wuqing to the door, raised his hands above his head, gnawed on his bright red and soft lips, and plundered him frantically. breath.

Wuqing was forced to accept his long-planned kiss, all breathing was completely controlled by him, and all feelings followed him.

Yun Chuxiu took off his robe, and roughly ripped open his skirt, more brutal than a wild beast, leaving purple-red hickey marks on it.

Zhihuan's caress made Wuqing's heart flutter, and he couldn't help humming.

But the conversations of the people outside the door came into his ears clearly.

"Young Master Yunqing looks like a perfect match for our young master!"

"I've heard people outside say that this Young Master Qing gave advice and made great contributions in the battle against the Xiongnu in Liangzhou. He really helped our young master a lot!"

"The happiest marriage in the world is the love between two people. As long as the two of them are connected with each other, they will be the greatest luck in this life..."

The last sentence was said by Lan Gu, but Wuqing was only one door away from them.

Whenever he makes the slightest sound, it can be heard by the clansmen who are immersed in joy outside the door.

He subconsciously covered his mouth and forced his voice into his throat.

It can be seen that he seems to be deliberately teasing him, every kiss makes him unable to stand up, and his arrogant voice is about to come out...

All of his clothes had been removed, and the slightly cool air passed over his smooth skin, mixing with the heat of his body, creating a strange emotion.

Yun Chuxiu grasped his shyness, and suddenly turned him against the door, pressed his strong chest against his back, and stepped in...

When Wuqing was about to scream, Zhihuan's lips curled up slightly, and he whispered to him: "The clansmen will hear it..."

Wuqing bit her lip, nailed the walls on both sides firmly, thinking in her heart: This person is really messed up to the extreme!