Broken Iron Clothes

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I don't know when the sound of the rain stopped, and the shadows of the candles in the room faded away with the last wisp of smoke, but the remaining passion still lingered in the lingering rhyme of the two who hadn't escaped.

The remaining warmth is still there, and the red marks on Jiang Shiqing's body are still faintly hot, and the hair is sticking to the shoulders with thin sweat, like flowing rattan, spreading down the back, meeting and intersecting with the shame floating from bottom to top , giving birth to a heat that is more difficult to dissipate.

He brushed the hair away, roughly gathered the large robe, stretched his legs and kicked the quilt to the foot of the bed, then curled up to the innermost side, lying still.

Yuan Mucheng touched his hands and feet and felt that they were still very cold, so he stretched out his arms and dragged him to hug him, and when he fell asleep, he would rub his shoulders reluctantly.

Jiang Shiqing was surrounded by that man's breath, and suddenly saw thousands of horses galloping across the vast plain.He rode vigorously on horseback, caught the mountain wind, and chased a figure westward toward the setting sun.The horseshoe went away, and those disgraceful pasts of the past were buried in the dust. He waved goodbye to the old man, and escaped with his life.

In his dream, he was also someone who had smelled the scorching sun, and he would not feel glaring when he reached out to catch the beam of light cast through the clouds.

But he chased for a long time, and still couldn't keep up with the figure before the night came, so he could only get lost in the same place, waiting for the blood to gradually flow to the shoe.The sound of gunfire swept over again, and he saw Lu Sheng raised his long knife to prop himself up on the ground, but was pierced through his chest by a spear...

A sour feeling rose up and rushed straight into the nasal cavity, hot tears rolled out instantly, leaving a water mark across the bridge of the nose.

Jiang Shiqing woke up, and when he opened his eyes, Yuan Mucheng was sleeping next to his neck. He stretched out his fingers and gently pushed away Yuan Mucheng's hand, and he was decisive when he left.

He entered the secular world and was infected with desire, just to be a living person for this night.

enough.

So since he begged for this tenderness with a humble attitude, he also decided that he would only beg for this once.

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When He Xiaofang returned to the courtyard from outside the door, he bumped into Yuan Mucheng who was walking towards him first.

"Where's Jianghuaichuan?" Yuan Mucheng asked when he caught him.

Today Yuan Mucheng couldn't see anyone when he woke up, his heart was as empty as if he had been gouged out, and his tone was also a little impatient.

The moment He Xiao saw Jiang Shiqing this morning, he knew what happened to the two of them last night. Seeing that Yuan Mucheng was in a hurry, he told the truth: "This morning, there was news from Jiang's house that Grand Master Jiang was about to leave, so Mr. Jiang borrowed a horse. , out of town."

"Li Yu?" Yuan Mucheng frowned, and immediately walked towards the gate, "How long have you been there?"

He Xiao followed: "Master Jiang walked on the front foot, master, you walked out of the room on the back foot."

"Prepare the horse."

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A horse galloped across the city gate quickly, and splashed the water that had accumulated along the road.

Yuan Mucheng sat firmly on his horse, facing the cool mountain wind and went straight to catch up. His ability to train horses in Yuzhou was not inferior to Yuan Haoxun, and he caught Jiang Shiqing's figure on the mountain road before long.

His mind was already on that person, just now he just heard that Jiang Shiqing ran out of the city on a horse, and he was more than half panicked. He didn't even know why Jiang Yu wanted to leave, so he chased him out.

He thought that Jiang Shiqing was the loser in the joy last night, but he didn't realize until the moment he couldn't find Jiang Shiqing that he had put himself all in.

Because he was afraid, afraid that Jiang Shiqing would disappear without a word.He lost Wen Yu earlier, and later lost the freedom to become a quack. He did not allow himself to lose Jiang Shiqing again, so he had to see that person return to his side safely and soundly, without any mistakes.

"Drive—" Yuan Mucheng held the reins in his hand and drove the horse even faster.

The two horses walked one by one in the mountains, passing somewhere in a hurry, leaving a series of hooves, and then submerged into the turning again, repeating the bumps.

On the other side, Gu Nanxing and Zhong Dingshan took Ji Dong and Xu Guo to stand between the winding mountain roads and watch Jiang Yu off.

Wearing a veiled hat, Jiang Yu took the horse from Gu Nanxing's hand, and waved goodbye to everyone: "Everyone, send it here. The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there will always be a chance to see you again."

Ji Dong passed a bundle into his hand, and said: "This is the clothes that Master Jiang chose for you a few days ago, you should take it with you."

Jiang Yu froze, took the burden and stroked it, then carried it on her shoulders.

Zhong Dingshan's brows hadn't been relaxed since yesterday. Seeing Jiang Yu stepping on the horse, he couldn't help shouting: "Yu Chuan——Which way are you going, to Yuzhou or where?"

Jiang Yu turned back the horse's head and replied: "Let's go to Yuzhou first, stop and go, maybe one day I will go back to Crane Valley."

Gu Nanxing turned around and glanced: "Sir, wait a little longer, Huaichuan is coming."

In the past, every time Jiang Yu wanted to leave, it was not like this scene, because they all knew at that time that no matter how long Jiang Yu went, he would definitely come back.But this time, Xu Guo always felt that Jiang Yu was really going to leave, and his heart was sour. He also thought that Jiang Shiqing would be sad if he didn't see anyone when he came, so he ran forward and pulled Jiang Yu's sleeve robe, begging : "Yes, sir, please wait a little longer."

Jiang Yu looked down at him, all expressions were hidden under the veil: "No, you can go with Huaichuan for me—"

The sound of horseshoes made the grass and trees in the mountains rustle. Jiang Shiqing came from a distance on the wind, and Yuan Mucheng followed behind him.

Jiang Yu raised his head and looked at the approaching figure, unable to contain himself, his voice hoarse: "...Huaichuan."

Jiang Shiqing tightened the reins and jumped off the horse. His robe still had the stains from the rain last night, and there was a lot of dust on it.He took a few steps forward, then paused, just looking at Jiang Yu from a distance.

Jiang Yu saw his pale face, like a white plum that was about to be broken, and her heart ached.His eyes were hot, but he still pressed all the words in his throat, and after a long while, he said: "Huai Chuan, sir is gone."

Jiang Shiqing opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. He wanted to keep Jiang Yu, but he couldn't speak as if his throat was choked.What was stuck in his throat was the unresolved grievances between him and Jiang Yu during the nine years.

Jiang Yu didn't wait for him to speak, so she swallowed her tears and said with a bowed head, "From now on, just be yourself, and you don't have to be anyone else."

After the words fell, Jiang Yu withdrew his horse's head and walked away with his back.

"gentlemen--"

In the mountains and forests, a voiceless call pierced my heart.

Jiang Yu didn't look back, and praised with a loud voice: "Although there are thousands of years of bones underground, no one has the heart to confer the title of emperor. May I ask what is an assistant minister? I only say that my heart returns to the mountains, and half of the paper's fame follows the water. I would rather bow my head than be called a king." , I don’t bother to ask about winning or losing in this life. In troubled times..."

The handsome and heroic figure of the man was the same as before, and the back figure galloping away on the horse seemed to be still splattering ink and paper into the mountains and rivers.

He sat on horseback and looked ahead, but his eyes were cloudy with tears, and he couldn't see the way ahead, let alone the prosperity of the prosperous age.

"Troubled times..." He choked up and said loudly with tears in his eyes, "Troubled times are loyal to the king, and only want to recognize the king—"

The last sound resounded through the valley, and Jiang Yu's hot tears welled up in his eyes, spilling into the sky and the earth.He laughed at himself, laughed and sobbed, but he didn't say the words in his heart——

"Huai Chuan, if you call 'Sir' again, I will stay."

Jiang Yu's figure disappeared completely.

Jiang Shiqing looked forward for a long time without moving, his hands trembling slightly, only feeling very painful.

Yuan Mucheng saw it, and silently held the trembling hand hidden under his sleeve in the palm of his hand.

But before he could warm that hand, Jiang Shiqing suddenly fell forward.Yuan Mucheng hurriedly hugged him into his arms, and his heart was instantly thrown into a mess.

Zhong Dingshan hurriedly turned around to check, only to realize that Jiang Shiqing's forehead was hot and he had a high fever.

"Huaichuan is burning badly," Zhong Dingshan said solemnly, "Hurry up! Go back to the house, boy Gu..."

As he said that, Zhong Dingshan was about to go to Gu Nanxing to help lead him, but when he turned around, he saw Yuan Mucheng took him away directly on his shoulders.

After Yuan Mucheng got on the horse, he put Jiang Shiqing in his arms very carefully, and without saying a word, he took the rein and rode the horse towards the city.Everyone didn't say much, they got on their horses and followed closely.

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Jiang Shiqing had many dreams, but those dreams were all messed up in his mind without any logic.After finally gaining some consciousness, he moved his body, and felt hot sweat dripping from his body, and his clothes were wet against his skin, feeling hot and cold for a while.

He felt very uncomfortable, and mumbled in a dazed way: "... sir."

Yuan Mucheng stood by the bed and replied softly, "It's me."

Jiang Shiqing raised his eyes with difficulty, and slowly gathered a little light, only then did he see clearly that the person beside him was Yuan Mucheng.

Yuan Mucheng lowered his body and touched his forehead to check the temperature. After feeling that the fever had subsided a bit, he let out a sigh of relief.He took a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the hot sweat that oozed from Jiang Shiqing's body, then pressed against the man's hand and asked, "Why is your body so poor?"

Jiang Shiqing closed his eyes tiredly and did not answer.

Yuan Mucheng approached and asked again: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Jiang Shiqing felt his mind was confused and his voice was hoarse, so he mumbled, "I'm uncomfortable."

Yuan Mucheng stroked his forehead, and asked lightly, "What's uncomfortable?"

"Cold." Jiang Shiqing said.

Hearing this, Yuan Mucheng gently pushed the man into the bed, and then lay down on the edge of the bed. He stretched out his arms to wrap around Jiang Shiqing's shoulders, and hid the man in his arms.

After leaning against it for a while, Yuan Mucheng asked in a low voice, "Is it hot enough?"

Jiang Shiqing snorted, "Not enough."

Yuan Mucheng stuck closer: "How about this?"

Jiang Shiqing didn't speak anymore, just grabbed the man's clothes tightly, buried his head in his chest, and panted heavily.

He is so tired.

But he also felt that he was vicious and was about to die, yet he wanted to drag Yuan Mucheng down to see his hell.

So he sniffed that person's breath, full of greed and nostalgia but uneasy, as if he was stealing something that didn't belong to him.

After a long silence, Jiang Shiqing called out in a muffled voice, "Xiao'an."

Yuan Mucheng's heart skipped a beat, and he replied, "I'm here."

Jiang Shiqing stopped talking again, and just lay quietly in his arms, like a cub afraid of giving birth.

Yuan Mucheng stroked his back lightly, feeling that this person was really too thin and brittle, as if he could be crushed with more force, but if he didn't hug him, he was afraid that this person would disappear at any time.So he carefully circled the people a little tighter, and asked softly, "What do you want to say?"

"You will hate me." Jiang Shiqing said.

He was absolutely sure that Yuan Mucheng would hate him.

Yuan Mucheng asked, "Why?"

But he didn't wait for Jiang Shiqing's answer, so he also took this sentence as the nonsense that the man said casually when he had a fever, and didn't take it to heart.

The two hugged like this for a long time, He Xiao guarded the door to block several groups of people, and finally reached a tacit understanding with Ji Dong, and took turns making up lies to scare people away.

Jiang Shiqing touched the scar on his back dazedly next to the person.

"You have a scar here." Jiang Shiqing said with eyes closed.

Yuan Mucheng grabbed the man's finger from the back, stroked it in his hand, and said, "I saved my elder brother's life by relying on it, and it was also because of this scar that I was able to look like a man in the Yuzhou camp." ... When you are well, I will tell you these stories slowly."

Jiang Shiqing heard it, but was too tired to have any strength, so he could only respond vaguely: "...um."

Yuan Mucheng looked down at his docile and well-behaved sleeping face, and pressed a kiss between his brows: "Sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

Jiang Shiqing fell into a dream. He hadn't slept peacefully with his arms around him for a long time, and with the support in his arms, he was extremely greedy for this kind of security, and even wanted to sleep like this forever.

There were a few "clicks", and the sound of gravel falling faintly came through the door.

one more time.

Jiang Shiqing remembered that Lu Sheng used to like to play with him in the yard, but his palm was only half the size of Lu Sheng at that time, and the stones received by the back of his hand would always be much less than that of Lu Sheng... Thinking about it, He was sleepy again.

The two inside the room were silent, while outside, He Xiao was throwing stones at Ji Dong for fun.The stone fell to the ground, but the back of Ji Dong's hand was empty. He Xiao patted the back of her hand lightly as punishment, then continued to collect the scattered stones on the ground, and threw them upwards at once.

The gravel was thrown into the air, and it suddenly crossed the four seasons, passed through the long and distant years, and went back to 11 years ago, and landed on the back of Lu Sheng's hand.

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Preview: The next chapter opens the second volume

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Volume Two

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