Broken Iron Clothes

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The day of moving to Yingzhou came as scheduled, but Lu Xianyun failed to meet Jiang Shiqing and Princess Chang and his party in Ningzhou as agreed, and they also failed to reach Ningzhou smoothly.

Later, Lu Sheng died, and the entire Weixu Palace and Qinghui Army also perished in Ningzhou and Yingzhou. When Jiang Shiqing saw his elder brother and second brother again, they were the only two people hanging on the gate of Yingzhou. head.

The only bit of longing on New Year's Eve, all died in the Western Territory.Only the oath of hatred is still lingering in his ears. If he wants to live, even if he is forever in the shadows like a ghost, he must live for Wei Xu Palace and Qinghui Army.

I don't know what kind of dream Jiang Shiqing had. Yuan Mucheng felt that his clothes were being pulled tighter and tighter by that person. When he looked down, he saw Jiang Shiqing's brows were furrowed.

Yuan Mucheng stretched out his fingers to caress the center of his eyebrows, and felt the sweat on his back was leaking out of his clothes, so he got out of bed softly and took a middle coat to change for him.

Yuan Mucheng carefully supported Jiang Shiqing's back to pick him up, let his head rest on his shoulder, and then slowly peeled off the skirt of his clothes, for fear that a rough movement would wake him up.

The sweat was glistening, hanging on the scarred skin he rubbed and pinched last night, and it was provoking the blood in his heart again.

While wiping his sweat, he took the opportunity to reach out and measure Jiang Shiqing's waist, but the man seemed to be soaked in water, and the hot flashes could be transmitted to him through a layer of clothes.The touch of the waist sticking to the crook of his arm was clear, which aroused his suppressed desire.

Yuan Mucheng closed his eyes and meditated, but Jiang Shiqing's red tide was outlined in front of his eyes. He felt itchy in his heart, so he leaned over the man's right neck and rubbed it, but rubbed some of the fragrance of bath beans on the tip of his nose.

In an instant, Yuan Mucheng was filled with the joy of conquering the prey. He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the side of the man's neck. He wanted to prove once again that this man had been possessed by him, so he took off his wet clothes for him with no end of nostalgia. Get new clothes.

When Yuan Mucheng was resting his head on the pillow with his palm, He Xiao knocked on the door suddenly, opened a crack in it, and whispered, "Master, Master Zhong is here again, we can't resist."

Just as He Xiao closed the door, Zhong Dingshan suddenly appeared behind him: "What are you two muttering at the door, sneaking around."

He Xiao turned his head and smiled at him apologetically, but Zhong Dingshan stretched out his hand to push him away and was about to open the door, and he didn't forget to say something: "Invite me out three times a day, will you heal or I will cure you?" sick?"

As soon as the words were finished, the door was opened from the inside, Yuan Mucheng showed his face, and said softly, "Mr. Lin Meng."

Zhong Dingshan sized him up a few times, then went in and went straight to Jiang Shiqing's couch.

"Fortunately, I'm sweating," Zhong Dingshan got up and drove people out with his arms outstretched, "Go out first, I'll change clothes for Huaichuan, I should be soaked."

Yuan Mucheng didn't move at all, and said, "The clothes are new."

Zhong Dingshan looked up at him: "You changed it?"

Seeing Yuan Mucheng nodded, Zhong Dingshan gave up: "Okay, Ji Dong, watch Huaichuan for me."

"I'll just watch it." Saying that, Yuan Mucheng wanted to walk to the side of the couch again, but was stopped by Zhong Dingshan.

"Why are you here?" Zhong Dingshan withdrew his hand and patted Yuan Mucheng's shoulder, "Come with me."

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Zhong Dingshan slipped around in his room, brought out two jars of wine from under the bed, put them on the stone table in the yard, and asked Yuan Mucheng to sit down opposite him.

Yuan Mucheng glanced at the wine jar, and found that it was the kumiss he had sent to Jiang's house. When he was distracted, Zhong Dingshan reached out and pushed the wine jar to the edge of the table, and immediately took out two wine glasses from his arms, and threw them at him. go.

In an instant, Yuan Mucheng raised his feet and put his knees against the body of the altar, then raised his knees up slightly, and then caught them with his palms.The wine jar was held firmly in his palm without any damage, and when he looked to the side, he saw that the two empty cups were also safely caught between his two fingers.

"Your kung fu is good." Zhong Dingshan praised him.

Yuan Mucheng smiled, put two empty glasses on the table, then reached out to open the wine jar, and asked casually, "Why is Mr. Lin Meng looking for me?"

Zhong Dingshan wasn't particular about it, he wiped the rim of the cup casually with his sleeve, put the empty cup on the table again, and said, "I can't bear everyone calling me sir."

Yuan Mucheng poured wine into it and said, "I followed Huai Chuan's call, so you don't have to feel burdened."

When the glass was full, Zhong Dingshan took the wine glass, looked down at the wine in it, and sighed: "This wine is not suitable for Chuan, since it was given by you, let me drink a few sips and chat for a while. "

The smell of wine mixed with the aroma of milk spread from the tip of the tongue to the throat, Zhong Dingshan tasted the aftertaste in his mouth, and asked Yuan Mucheng: "What's your name, Yuan, Yuan Xiao'an, right?"

Yuan Mucheng was holding up a jar to pour wine for him, and when he heard the voice, he responded, "Yes, sir, you can call him whatever you want, as long as you think it's convenient."

Zhong Dingshan sat a little more upright. He looked at Yuan Mucheng with one hand on the edge of the table, raised his chin at him, and asked, "Do you recognize me?"

Yuan Mucheng put down the wine jar, sat upright, and replied: "My father once told me that after the prince fell into the Bianwu River, he was rescued by a wandering doctor. If I guess correctly, that person is you, sir?"

Zhong Dingshan nodded: "I think Yu Chuan and I met at that time. Later, I walked around and traveled to Yingzhou, but I was trapped by the sand and almost died. It was Huai Chuan. Daddy rescued me, and I became attached to Huaichuan again."

Hearing this, Yuan Mucheng frowned slightly, and asked, "Was Huaichuan born in Yingzhou?"

Zhong Dingshan sneered: "That's not true, you don't have to guess wildly, he really can't tell for a while, and there is also the matter between him and Yu Chuan, so don't ask him in front of him, then It's their knot, let them figure it out slowly."

Yuan Mucheng nodded and said, "If Huaichuan doesn't mention it, I won't ask."

Zhong Dingshan took another sip of wine and asked, "Do you know why I am looking for you today?"

Yuan Mucheng knew that what Zhong Dingshan was going to say must have something to do with Jiang Shiqing, but he didn't know what it was about, so he couldn't help being a little nervous. After all, Zhong Dingshan didn't know what happened to the two of them last night.Therefore, he didn't dare to say more, and he didn't intend to guess again, so he said directly: "Sir, you might as well tell me frankly."

Zhong Dingshan put down the wine glass, and his expression was a lot more serious than before: "Huai Chuan doesn't often communicate with outsiders, so it's not hard to remember how many people are around him, their appearance, their surnames, and their names. He went there last night. After finding you, I don't care what he said to you, but at least it proves that he recognizes you as a friend in his heart."

As he said that, he sighed: "Don't look at him as cold as hell, but his heart is softer than anyone else's. I know that you and Huai Chuan are mostly together to investigate the big spy. Since I have said this to you today, I want to hear the truth from you, do you really consider my family Huai Chuan as a friend?"

As soon as the words hit his ears, Yuan Mucheng's heart was shocked. Even though Zhong Dingshan said the word "friend", he heard far more than these two words.

He didn't know what the cloud and rain last night counted as, but he was sure that he was addicted to it, and he could only obtain that kind of happiness from Jiang Shiqing alone.He didn't want to be played around by Jiang Shiqing every time, so he found an excuse to get him, and after thinking about it, even if Jiang Shiqing was lying quietly in his arms, he still felt uneasy, because he felt that that person was not at all. I never thought about staying.

Yuan Mucheng even felt that Jiang Shiqing looked at him during the ups and downs last night, as if they had known each other for a long time, and now they were about to say goodbye to each other, but he couldn't remember anything, only felt that he liked him, like a beast surrendering to him. The prey is even willing to like him so much for giving up his instinct of drinking blood.

After a while, he replied, "I am sincere to Huai Chuan."

This sounded a little strange, but Zhong Dingshan didn't think much about it. He was just afraid that Yuan Mucheng would hurt Jiang Shiqing's heart like Jiang Yu, but since Yuan Mucheng said so, he was relieved, pointing at someone and said: "OK , with your words, if you do something that hurts his heart in the future, I will be the first to chase you to your house and ask the crime."

Yuan Mucheng smiled: "Then I will save my husband the trouble of running errands, but if Huai Chuan doesn't care about his body and hurts my heart, can I ask my husband to help me absolve myself?"

Zhong Dingshan snorted and said, "You bastard, what do I owe you to help you with this favor?"

"In the future, Mister wants to find someone to eat wine and fight fists. As long as you make a noise, I will personally bring wine and meat to the door as a filial piety, and you can just eat and drink." Yuan Mucheng touched Zhong Dingshan's cup with his wine glass, and said with a smile, "Why? So, it’s not bad for you to owe me a few favors for drinking with me?”

Zhong Dingshan hastily put away the wine glass: "What a filial son of a bitch, did I give birth to you or raise you? What's the point of misidentifying your father? I see Huai Chuan's health is not good but his eyes are very poisonous. Bring the bastard to me!"

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the wine, remembered what Yuan Mucheng said just now, and couldn't help laughing: "However, there is someone who is begging for scolding, so it's nice for me to find a place to vent my anger."

Hearing the words "not in good health", Yuan Mucheng felt as if he had been hit in the chest by something, and he was so stuffy, so he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass, and said to Zhong Dingshan, "Mr. Feeling happy, it’s okay to scold a few more times, I, Yuan, have a thick skin and can bear scolding, but Huai Chuan’s body is so weak now, did he suffer some serious injuries in the past years, I see that his right neck was injured, and it’s still not bad Light, do you understand these things?"

Zhong Dingshan suddenly said in a deep voice: "Why don't I know, I can't be more clear about him."

Yuan Mucheng asked: "Then can you talk to me, I think his body needs to be taken care of, and there must be no mistakes."

Zhong Dingshan drank a few more glasses of wine sullenly, rubbed his brows, and said: "This has to be related to the time when we knew each other. When I met Huaichuan, he was hung by a rope on the city wall and was very weak. After I cut the rope and let him down, he turned around and took a stab for me on the right neck in order to save me. The wound was bleeding badly. Fortunately, I took the medicine box with me and took him to hide. Afterwards, he hurriedly twisted the wound and sewed it up, and then applied the medicine on it again."

At that time, Zhong Dingshan believed that he had traveled all over the world for many years and had seen all kinds of scenes, but he never thought that he would almost die under the knife of a big man, let alone that he saved Jiang Shiqing in order to repay Lu Sheng's kindness, and then turned around and owed him Jiang Shiqing's life-saving grace.He had never experienced a battlefield, and he danced wildly with knives beside him. When the weapons collided with each other, he felt fear, and his hands trembled when covering the wound.

At that time, the warm blood overflowed his palms and gushed out of his fingers. He didn't even have the confidence to guarantee that he could rescue Jiang Shiqing.When he mentioned this matter again now, he could still vaguely smell the strong smell of blood.

As he said that, Zhong Dingshan stroked the body of the altar and calmed down, before saying: "You have been on the battlefield a lot, and you have always suffered a lot of injuries on your body. You should know the feeling of the needle and thread piercing through the flesh, but at that time he It's only fifteen."

Yuan Mucheng was very familiar with the feeling of being cut open by a knife. He stretched out his fingers and secretly drew the shape of the scar on the table, and the pain shot from his fingertips to his heart.

After a moment of silence, he asked: "Did you take him back to Crane Valley afterwards?"