Broken Iron Clothes

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Yuan Mucheng was coaxed into joy by his words, and suddenly smiled next to the person, as if the pitiful scene just now was a disguise he used to win sympathy, and after he succeeded, he revealed his dissolute nature.

After a while, Yuan Mucheng stretched out his palm, followed Jiang Shiqing's wrist to touch his palm, and then took the man's fingers between his fingers and rubbed them carefully, then looked into his eyes and smiled lowly: "So you like it? "

There was a trace of hesitation in Jiang Shiqing's eyes, but he staggered his gaze in time, and turned to smile with the corner of his mouth: "It's just love, how can the general take it seriously? But if you don't feel satisfied, I can play something else with you. "

"Is it interesting to play with my sincerity with these hypocritical words?" Yuan Mucheng raised his chin and said, "Jiang Huaichuan, do you know what his words mean to me?"

The chin was lifted, and Jiang Shiqing met the man's eyes unavoidably, and a gust of hot water rushed to his heart like a flood that broke a bank, as if to roll up and crush the ice and snow deposited in it.

Yuan Mucheng took advantage of the light to look into those clear eyes, tilted his head and placed a kiss on the man's chin, then looked straight at him, and said, "It's equivalent to acquiescing."

The dim candlelight reflected the figures of the two cuddling each other, and the curling heat rising from the medicine pot was like strands of love, lingering around them, binding the figures of the two closer and tighter.

Jiang Shiqing's heart skipped a beat, and he was sluggish for a moment, then vaguely felt that Yuan Mucheng's little patience was about to turn into a haunting kiss, so he raised his finger on the man's forehead, pushed him away, and said, "I If you want to drink medicine, stop me."

Yuan Mucheng stared at his lips and gasped for a moment, finally restrained his emotions, and gradually backed away, and finally remembered what Ben was going to talk to Jiang Shiqing today: "There is a lively event in the Imperial College today, do you want to listen to it?" ?”

Jiang Shiqing left the edge of the table, reached out to pick up the wet cloth on the table, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuan Mucheng looked at Jiang Shiqing bent down to open the boiling medicine pot, and his nostrils were instantly filled with the strong smell of medicine.

The tip of his tongue seemed to have tasted the bitter taste, and he couldn't help shrinking back. He took a moment to say: "Cui Cheng's body was found in the well of the Imperial College, and I don't know when it was thrown down the well. It is said that someone tasted it. Seeing the smell in the water, I asked someone to check it out, but as soon as I picked it up, some hairs were picked up, almost scaring people to death on the spot. After receiving the order, the Imperial Guard sealed the door of the Imperial College on the spot, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. The prison students were also locked inside for the time being. There were a few suspicious people who looked like they were murderers, and they didn't want to stay inside. They made a fuss all day, and it probably won't stop now."

Jiang Shiqing closed the lid, gripped the handle of the medicine jar tightly through the cloth, poured the fried bitter medicine into the bowl, and said, "The man suddenly released Cui Cheng's body and threw it in the daily mansion. The Guozijian, where people come and go, is probably just trying to make things big."

Yuan Mucheng looked at the medicine bowl that was about to be filled, and said: "The fact that a fugitive wanted by the court for a long time was murdered and thrown into the well sounds scary enough, but now someone else is in bad luck, taking the medicine that soaked the corpse The well water has been swallowed into the stomach, and these words are all gimmicks, and they can be used to incite people's hearts."

"That's right, maybe it's fake that he released Cui Cheng's body, and it's true to disturb people's hearts and create riots. But this also shows one thing - he is very familiar with the Imperial College," Jiang Shiqing said, putting the empty jar aside , turned to turn off the stove, and then continued, "Tell me, is he locked in with those prison students, or is he watching a theater outside like us?"

Yuan Mucheng said: "If I were him, I would naturally prefer to stay in the Guozijian where people are panicking. From time to time, I would add fuel to the sidelines and say a few gossips. When the time comes, some people will be panicked and make some noise. And everyone in it will speak clearly. A literati, with his pen and ink dipped in it, is not sure that he will be able to explain this matter more mysteriously, anyway, it is not a big deal to watch the excitement, if he is sure that he will not show his feet, why not stay in it?"

Since it is going to cause a riot, it is safer to stay in the crowd and stir up their emotions than to wait outside to wait for the situation to escalate, and then when the crowd is stunned and difficult to suppress, he will come forward to control the situation, and he will naturally be promoted or opportunities for rewards.

But if that person really wanted to take the opportunity to ask for credit, he would definitely meet Yuan Mucheng at the last show. In this way, it would also be equivalent to revealing his own details to him.But what was the purpose of that man moving out of the dark and blatantly walking into their field of vision?

Jiang Shiqing couldn't figure it out, so he could only temporarily put this question aside.He reached out his hand to feel the heat on the edge of the bowl, and then said, "But at least he can be sure that he is from the Imperial College."

Yuan Mucheng nodded, and said: "Now the Guozijian is guarded by the imperial guards, tomorrow I will go with Big Brother Lu and meet that man."

"Since he intends to make a big fuss, he has enough confidence to win people's hearts," Jiang Shiqing said, "The general might as well pay more attention to which of them has the most pleasant words."

Yuan Mucheng looked at the person and said with a light smile, "The deputy owner said so."

The pharmacy was filled with the smell of herbs, and even the clothes of the two of them seemed to have been soaked in a pot of medicine just now, and the silk thread was entangled with the smell of medicine.

A bowl of decoction was left to dry for a while before Jiang Shiqing picked it up and tried to put it to his mouth.But this kind of bitterness just lingers on the tip of the nose is enough to make people resist. Jiang Shiqing frowned when he smelled the smell, and the movements of his hands also hesitated.

Yuan Mucheng approached him from behind, bent over his hair and smelled the overflowing medicinal smell, but was also soothed by the original fragrance of the man.

"This medicine smells very bitter." Yuan Mucheng turned his head and sniffed the bitter fragrance carefully, and the sensational desire surged in his heart, echoing the tenderness and sweetness like a spring day.

Jiang Shiqing almost bumped into Yuan Mucheng's lips when he turned his head sideways.Ripples appeared, and they ignited the flames that he had managed to extinguish with great difficulty.Jiang Shiqing had no choice but to take advantage of the skill of blowing the cold soup to calm himself down, and said, "Could it be possible that the general has drunk medicine that is not bitter?"

"I haven't." Yuan Mucheng leaned against his ear, his voice was low and piercing, and he also burrowed into his body with hot air.

Jiang Shiqing couldn't suppress his increasingly chaotic thoughts, he directly raised his head and gulped down the bitter medicine, finally dispelling his consciousness temporarily in the lingering bitterness.

But when he came back to his senses, Yuan Mucheng suddenly stretched out two fingers and stroked gently along the back of his neck, scraping away a few drops of fine sweat.

Jiang Shiqing's back instantly felt numb because of this movement, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously.

"Are you hot?" Yuan Mucheng asked.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Shiqing heard the desire from this sentence, and always felt that it was very dangerous to turn around at this time.

The slightly hot touch was still lingering on the back of the neck, Jiang Shiqing put the bowl down, and said without looking back at him, "You are hotter."

Yuan Mucheng suddenly covered him from behind, approaching him with a scorching breath, like a beast staring at its prey, looking for an opportunity to grab the fur on the back of his neck so that he could not escape.

In this cramped place, Jiang Shiqing's ears were wrapped hot. Yuan Mucheng looked at the red roots of the man in front of him, and gently pecked his earlobe, his voice hoarse: "Is it bitter?"

Jiang Shiqing pretended to be calm and said: "There are still some medicine residues, do you want to pick them up for you to taste?"

"No, I'll taste it myself." After saying that, Yuan Mucheng turned the person over and completely covered his lips.He pressed the person against the edge of the table, chasing his lips obsessively, and completely released the uncontrollable desire.

Jiang Shiqing couldn't breathe due to this fierce request, and kept leaning back.Yuan Mucheng couldn't restrain himself, and held onto his waist even tighter, vowing to melt all abstract emotions into the kiss, to confuse and shake him.

At the end, he gently licked the tip of the man's tongue before releasing his lips, and kissed him on the tip of his nose, neck, and collarbone, affectionately.

The lingering bitter taste still faintly lingers between the teeth of the two, invading from the tip of the tongue to the throat, continuing this long-planned kiss.

Jiang Shiqing raised his head and gasped for air. Yuan Mucheng stared at his neck while panting, licked his lips, and said with a smile, "It's really painful."

Jiang Shiqing curled up his fingers holding the edge of the table slightly, but the warm smell of medicine was still swirling in his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, and his feet were a little unsteady.

"You can't stand anymore?" After saying that, Yuan Mucheng put his arms around Jiang Shiqing's waist and lifted him up, letting him sit on the table.

Jiang Shiqing's watery eyes were particularly moving. When he just looked at him like this, it seemed that he was provoking the fire in his heart that couldn't be extinguished.Yuan Mucheng raised his hand to caress the man's red lips from his sucking, and immediately pinched his chin and kissed him again, the kiss became deeper and deeper.

Jiang Shiqing was about to fall backwards, so he stretched out his legs and hooked the man's waist, but unexpectedly, this action made Yuan Mucheng even more presumptuous, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

On the other side, Zhong Dingshan was already reeking of alcohol, and when he heard Jiang Shiqing arrived at the pharmacy, he insisted on going over to watch him take the medicine, staggering and stubbornly refusing to be helped.

Gu Nanxing had no choice but to follow behind him, and when he saw that he was about to fall, he rushed forward to help him back.

Not far away, Zhong Dingshan squinted his eyes and carefully discerned the candlelight shining from the pharmacy. After confirming that the lamp was lit inside, he shouted as he walked, "Huaichuan——"

Jiang Shiqing's heart was shaken suddenly, and he pushed Yuan Mucheng away, who was getting closer and closer, and said vaguely amidst the man's unyielding kiss: "There...someone..."

Yuan Mucheng withdrew his mouth, rubbed his lower lip with desire and dissatisfaction, then tightly wrapped him in his arms, sniffed the fragrance of some bitter medicine on his body, and then slowly let go of his hand.

When Zhong Dingshan walked outside the door, he saw two people picking up the medicine residue as if nothing had happened.But even though his eyes were blurred, he saw Jiang Shiqing's abnormally red lips, so he stepped forward and asked, "Huaichuan, what's wrong with your mouth?"

Jiang Shiqing's heart trembled, and then calmly said: "Drink the medicine too quickly, choked on it, and wiped my mouth with force, don't worry about it, sir."

Only then did Zhong Dingshan feel relieved, but when he turned his head, he saw Yuan Mucheng's mouth was also red, and his heart suddenly raised again: "You kid, you haven't taken any medicine, so what's the matter with your mouth?"

Gu Nanxing was not drunk, and his eyes could see clearly. When he saw the appearance of these two people, he knew it well.

"Could it be that you are talking to our Huaichuan..." Zhong Dingshan frowned as he said that, he almost stumbled when he entered the door, but was fortunately supported by Yuan Mucheng in time.

After he stood still, Yuan Mucheng rubbed his mouth without changing his face, and said with a smile, "Sir, you're thinking too much. I just tested the temperature of the medicine for Huaichuan, and it's hot."