Broken Iron Clothes

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"Yu Chuan, Yu Chuan..."

Jiang Yu rubbed the back of her sore neck and slowly got up.His mind was still not sober, he held his forehead slowly, and only heard Zhong Dingshan say from his side: "Shouting for a long time can wake you up."

This sound brought Jiang Yu back to reality, and memories suddenly flooded into his mind, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide and started looking for people.

"...Huaichuan," Jiang Yu staggered, almost knocking all the books off the shelf, "Where's Huaichuan?!"

Zhong Dingshan stepped forward to help him, and said: "He said he wanted to find Meng Xia, so he went out."

As he said that, Zhong Dingshan lowered his head and muttered to himself: "It's true, he should have dinner before leaving."

But when she came back to her senses, Jiang Yu had bypassed him and rushed out the door alone, leaving only an afterimage.

"Hey! Yu Chuan, where are you going? You are rushing to reincarnate!" Zhong Dingshan was so dazed that he bent down to pick up the books that had fallen from the shelf, and returned them to their original places one by one.

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The sky was already dark, and the leaves in the courtyard were still scratched by the wind of the knife, pressing the night on the bluestone slab.Yuan Mucheng put away his knife and went into the house, holding a kettle and pouring cold water into his belly.

Just then he moved to the front of the case and picked up the military newspaper sent by the Yuzhou camp, when he saw He Xiao enter the door.

"Master, someone is looking for you outside the house."

Yuan Mucheng looked down at the notebook in his hand and asked, "Who?"

He Xiao said: "Wearing a veiled hat, you can't see his face clearly, but he says he is Mr. Jiang's husband."

Hearing this, Yuan Mucheng raised his eyes slightly and said, "Please come in."

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In front of the Buddha statue, Yan Lingyong lay on the ground with his legs open, with a futon on the back of his head and his eyes closed, shaking his head.Hearing light footsteps outside the door, he suddenly stood up and pulled the futon over, kneeling upright.

The night wind blew through the crack of the door, making the candle light flicker. When the boots stepped into the door, there was only a slight pause, and then they stepped on the ground again.Yan Lingyong frowned slightly, turned sideways and turned back.

"Kneeling for three hours today is enough, you still have to..." Between the words, the person behind him lifted the black veil in front of the veil, Yan Lingyong saw the person clearly, and was startled, "Huaichuan!"

Jiang Shiqing stopped in front of Yan Lingyong. At this time, he was wearing a high ponytail, with a graceful demeanor, and his black clothes made his face look like a crown of jade.

Yan Lingyong lost his mind, and half of his soul was about to be hooked away. He deliberately rubbed his knees, and when he was about to stand up, he struggled to support the ground, then reached out to grab Jiang Shiqing's arm, and after standing up with strength, he leaned forward Going over, he said: "I've been kneeling for a long time, and I can't even use my legs. You can lend me a hand."

Jiang Shiqing didn't speak, but pulled back the hand that Yan Lingyong was holding.After a while, Yan Lingyong felt comfortable leaning on him, so he moved the black gauze and slowly moved away, but his hands were still on Jiang Shiqing's waist.

"I've tripped you up and made you laugh." Yan Lingyong took another look at Jiang Shiqing carefully, and said, "Could it be that my father called you here because you're dressed like this?"

"Yes," Jiang Shiqing said, "Young Master, will you come with me?"

Yan Lingyong smiled and said: "Father asked you to come, there must be something important, there is no reason not to go. But outside..."

Jiang Shiqing looked indifferent, and only replied: "I lighted some incense, it can last for half an hour."

"Then let's go back quickly."

Lichen Temple was originally a place for the royal family and nobles to think about their mistakes. No one came to Lichen Temple to punish them. The guard who came was in charge.

It was just in time for dinner, and except for a few guards on shift outside the door, everyone gathered in the dining hall to eat.

When Jiang Shiqing led the people away, he stepped past several guards who had been stunned by him outside the door, and went to the dining hall along the way, and stretched out his fingers to extinguish the incense burning on the tripod.

Mi Xiang ate deeply, and at this time everyone in the dining hall fell on the table, unconscious.Jiang Shiqing put Mixiang in his waist, and led Yan Lingyong out of the temple.

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A black shadow flashed out from Lichen Temple, and jumped into the pavilion in the mountain through the path.A burning lantern was placed on the table, reflecting the half-clear face beside the table in the darkness.

Lu Xiu took off his face scarf, stepped forward and half knelt in front of the man: "Master."

Xu Yixu tapped the stone table lightly and asked, "Has Cui Cheng gone to the back mountain?"

"Going, but..." Lu Xiu stopped.

With a pause in his fingertips, Xu Yixu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What?"

Lu Xiu replied: "Yan Lingyong has been taken away."

"Where are the guards?" Xu Yixu asked.

Lu Xiu said, "Looks like I've been dazed."

The flickering fire light jumped into the palm, Xu Yixu looked down at the light, his expression gradually eased, overflowing with interest.

"The trick I put so much effort into paving the way for others," Xu Yixu said with a smile, "Lu Xiu, this guy is interesting."

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Cui Cheng, who had just been led to the back of Lichen Temple by a note from a flying blade, was looking at the handwriting on the note in a daze.

The wind in the back mountain was light and the trees were quiet, and only the sound of hoofbeats could be heard clearly. Cui Cheng put the note in his sleeve and stared closely at the approaching horse.

Yan Lingyong, who was sitting behind Jiang Shiqing, saw the figure in the forest, and shouted in panic: "Why is there another one!"

Cui Cheng realized something was wrong in an instant, pulled the rein tied to the tree trunk, got on his horse and chased after him.

Yan Lingyong looked back at the figure chasing him from time to time, and said anxiously: "He saw us, what should we do?"

Jiang Shiqing didn't say a word, but concentrated on riding the horse.Cui Cheng who was behind him was biting, but Jiang Shiqing didn't feel flustered at all, while leading the man through the forest, he looked around.

Yan Lingyong hugged Jiang Shiqing's waist even tighter, and buried his face in the back of the man's neck regardless of how blinding the black veil on the veil was.

The horse's head suddenly turned sharply, and Jiang Shiqing took the opportunity to break away from the hands clasped around his waist, hugged the tree trunk beside the road, and left the horse's back.In just a split second, he hugged the tree trunk and turned around, kicked straight towards Cui Cheng who was chasing behind.

Cui Cheng was still riding on the horse, and he kicked hard head-on.Before he had time to react, his jaw was under force, and his whole body fell backwards, falling straight off the horse's back.

There was no one in front of Yan Lingyong, so he hurriedly bent down to look for the reins, and after controlling the horse, he turned back to look for Jiang Shiqing.

When he arrived, he saw that Cui Cheng had lost consciousness and was sitting limply by the tree trunk.

Yan Lingyong got off the horse, but he didn't dare to get too close, so he just stood far away beside the horse and asked, "Is this man dead or fainted?"

"Don't worry about him, I'll take care of it later," Jiang Shiqing took off Cui Cheng's saber, put the mist from his waist on him, walked straight to the horse, got on the horse, and said, "Get on the horse."

"Oh... okay," Yan Lingyong got on the horse after listening to what he said, looked at him a few more times, "then let's go quickly."

The distant sound of horseshoes sneaked into the night, and what was also mixed in the night was a flying knife pierced straight into Cui Cheng's heart.Blood dripped silently from the blade, and after a while, it froze under the moonlight with the dead body, extremely cold.

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In Lichen Temple, the guards gradually woke up, and each of them dragged their weak bodies to search for someone in the temple.The strength of the medicine was not over, and the head sank badly. Several guards wanted to ask for help, but just as they pushed open the temple gate, they bumped into each other and rolled down the steps.

It happened that there was a sound of trampling a horse coming from the darkness, and a guard panicked, rushed to the middle of the road with all his strength, and stretched out his arms to stop the horse.

The horse rider had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately tightened the reins and reined in the horse.The horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and fell to the side.

The guard breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up, only to see Yuan Mucheng sitting on the saddle overlooking the people, his eyes sullen.

"If you want to die, open your eyes and see clearly!"

Yuan Mucheng was so powerful that the guards knelt down in front of the horses and said in unison: "General Yi, please forgive me!"

Seeing those people kneeling all over the place, Yuan Mucheng said in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Why are they all so anxious and pale, they can't even walk steadily."

The guard replied: "Thieves infiltrated the Lichen Temple, and the subordinates were poisoned by the incense. When they woke up, they found that Mr. Yan was gone."

Yuan Mucheng glanced at the few people and asked, "Where is Cui Cheng, why didn't you see others when such a big incident happened?"

The guard said: "Cui Shangshu is not in the temple. The subordinates searched around and saw that his horse was also ridden away."

"Looking at you, you can't go very far," Yuan Mucheng sighed, looking at the rattling wine bottles from the two jugs in the saddle, and said, "Well, you look around first, and I'll notify the guards tonight. The Imperial Army will help find people together."

The guard seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and hurriedly leaned over and thanked: "The general will help, and the subordinates are very grateful!"

Yuan Mucheng took down two wine bottles from the saddle, threw them into the guard's arms, and said, "Put them away for me."

The guard took the wine bottle, but before anyone answered, a gust of wind swept past them.The horse galloped into the night again and ran away.

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The two of them stopped in a deserted forest not long after they drove in the mountains. Yan Lingyong looked around suspiciously and asked, "Huaichuan, is this here? Why is there no one there?"

Jiang Shiqing tied the horse and took off the veil.

Holding the knife hanging on his waist, he walked towards Yan Lingyong, and said: "Maybe there is some delay, and I will be there in a while."

Yan Lingyong looked at that handsome face, and the desire that had been suppressed for a long time unexpectedly stirred up untimely.He stepped forward and said, "Alright, it's rare for you and me to meet each other, and I don't know how long I'll be stuck in that ghostly place, so it's good to catch up on the old days."

Jiang Shiqing smiled at him, but that smile aroused Yan Lingyong's desire/fire even more.

"Have you lost a lot of weight?" Yan Lingyong stretched out his hand and gently pinched Jiang Shiqing's arm, then stroked down to the waist, "I feel that there is no flesh in the waist."

Jiang Shiqing's face remained unchanged: "I've been thinking about some things recently, and I can't sleep well at night."

"What are you thinking about? You're so worried." Saying that, Yan Lingyong moved closer.

Jiang Shiqing laughed again: "Of course it's Mr. Yan's business."

Yan Lingyong swallowed his astringent throat, and glanced at Jiang Shiqing's neck with lustful eyes: "Huaichuan, why do you have a scar here?"

"Does it look scary?" Jiang Shiqing asked softly.

"It's too dark at night, I can't see clearly, I'll take another look." As he said, Yan Lingyong moved closer.

Jiang Shiqing turned his head slightly, and said, "Young Master Yan is so close, if Duke You sees it, I can't explain it clearly."

Yan Lingyong leaned into his ear, exhaled, and said, "Then we can only watch it next time. We will change places another day. Half an hour is too short to watch."

"However," as he said, the hand on Jiang Shiqing's waist gradually moved to his hip, and Yan Lingyong took another greedy breath on the man's neck, touching it even more vigorously, "Huaichuan, you smell so sweet."

Yan Lingyong was addicted to sex/desire, gradually forgetting himself, but Jiang Shiqing turned his head and said coldly in that person's ear: "Compared with Lu Xianfeng, who smells better?"

A bang hit the brain directly, Yan Lingyong froze, and then the coldness penetrated his whole body.Fear arose in his chest, as if he had touched a corpse, he quickly retracted his hand and stepped back.

"Why is Mr. Yan looking at me like this?" Jiang Shiqing smiled, but it was so cold that it made people shiver.