Thousand-character silk

The scene when I was raped by the men in Tsing Yi kept flashing back in my mind, my heart was hollowed out by the truth just now, and it was easily occupied by pain and fear.

Rong Xuan fell to the ground, faintly heard the sound of swift horseshoes, and saw someone running towards him in a daze. The frosty clothes under the moonlight really caught him.

"Wu Ya... save me..."

It was dark before his eyes, and his ears suddenly became extremely silent.

The author has something to say: I think someone will want to kill me after writing this chapter ==...

☆, inn

It was midnight when Wu Ya rushed to Sifang Pinewood, and when he saw a person lying down in Sifang, he subconsciously knew that it was Rong Xuan.He got off the horse in a hurry, but before he could fasten the horse, he rushed to Rong Xuan's side in an instant, holding him tightly in his arms.Rong Xuan's whole body was icy cold, without the slightest warmth. It wasn't until Wu Ya put Rong Xuan's head on his shoulders, heard his slight and even breathing, and the hands that embraced him really felt the reality. trembling.

"You are still... great, you are still..."

"Boundless..."

Rong Xuan murmured.

Wu Ya's eyes widened with joy in his heart, and he hugged Rong Xuan even tighter with his arms.

"Yes, I am."

"Boundless..."

"...Xuan'er?"

Rong Xuan didn't seem to be calling himself, but was repeating these two words meaninglessly.

Wu Ya gently moved Rong Xuan's head, and found that he wasn't looking at him, and his eyes didn't know where to look.

"cold……"

Seeing Rong Xuan gradually curling up, Wu Ya hurriedly took off his coat and wrapped Rong Xuan up carefully. When he wrapped it between his buttocks, his fingertips accidentally touched some sticky spots on Rong Xuan's body, and his mind buzzed. With a bang, his whole body froze and couldn't move. Rong Xuan, who felt the touch on his waist, trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes suddenly burst out with great panic.

"Don't..." Rong Xuan suddenly began to shake his head in extreme rebellion, and his voice quickly became crying, "Don't...Wu Ya——! Help me!"

"Rong Xuan!"

Wu Ya hugged Rong Xuan tightly, letting him struggle and sob in his arms until his strength was exhausted and he calmed down.

Wu Ya could roughly guess what kind of torture Rong Xuan suffered during the time he was unable to arrive.Even in the face of difficult things, he only frowned slightly, and for the first time twisted his delicately sculpted face.

"Who is it..."

Wu Ya put his arms around Rong Xuan, and asked bitterly, not knowing that the pupil of his right eye had started to turn icy blue.

Rong Xuan couldn't get on the horse, even if Wu Ya protected him and rode the horse slowly, the wound behind Rong Xuan would still be involved, the slight pain between his lips and teeth was like a whip whip on Wu Ya's heart.

"I should have come earlier...I should have..."

Even though he knew it was useless, he couldn't stop saying regretful words.

The western suburbs were too far away from Jing's Villa, so it was impossible to rush back to the villa overnight with Rong Xuan in his arms.Wu Ya decides to bring Rong Xuan into Jingdu, first find the inn to clean Rong Xuan's wound.

Rong Xuan was extremely tired, so he obediently let Wuya hold him in his arms.Eyes half open, eyes scattered, I don't know if I'm asleep or awake.

"I hugged you voluntarily this time," Wu Ya lowered his head and kissed Rong Xuan's hair, "but I don't remember it afterwards, I won't hug you again."

Wu Ya teased, as if he was waiting for the person in his arms to wrap his arms around his neck in disbelief.

However, Rong Xuan leaned against his arms without any reaction.

Sifang Pine is not very far from the west gate of Jingdu, but Wu Ya dare not walk too fast because Rong Xuan is injured.

Jingdu City West, which was closed, looked very desolate, and the sound of my footsteps was very clear every time I took a step.Wu Ya looked around, looking for inns in the Jingdu in his memory.I used to see newly opened inns along the street when I was wandering around Jingduzhong, but now when I really need it urgently, I can’t find a place with lights.A gust of night wind blew, Rong Xuan shrank and leaned into Wu Ya's arms.

"Cold?" Wu Ya asked.

Rong Xuan half-opened his eyes and didn't speak.

After going around three or four streets, he finally saw an inn that was still lit. Wu Ya's eyes lit up slightly, and he carried Rong Xuan and walked towards the light, but after walking a few steps, the only inn that was open turned on. It's also about to close.

"and many more!"

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The busy time in Wanyuan Inn has long passed, and only the shopkeeper who is packing up and the old shopkeeper who is in front of the counter are left downstairs.All the guest officials in the guest room went to bed early, the inn was very quiet, and the voice of the old shopkeeper dialing the abacus was particularly loud.

The old shopkeeper looked up at Xiao Er who was still busy, and waved: "Yang Qing, it's getting late, close the door and go to rest earlier."

The waiter named Yang Qing raised his young face, he was not handsome, but he looked clean.

"Hey, I'll go after wiping the table."

Seeing Yang Qing's busy appearance, the old shopkeeper couldn't help laughing and said, "How old is Ah Qing this year?"

"Twenty to three. What's the matter with the shopkeeper? Suddenly asked this."

The old shopkeeper smiled lovingly: "You have been with me since childhood, and now you have reached the age to start a family."

Yang Qing somewhat understood the meaning of the shopkeeper's words, shook her head and said, "Shopkeeper, Ah Qing is not in a hurry."

"Then I can't keep you trapped in this inn forever."

Yang Qing said: "Shopkeeper, if you hadn't taken me in back then, Ah Qing would have starved to death on the street long ago. Over the past ten years, the shopkeeper has kindly nurtured Ah Qing, and Ah Qing dare not forget."

When the old shopkeeper heard the phrase "the grace of nurturing", the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and he said softly, "Okay...okay..."

"Ah Qing is 23. The son of shopkeeper Li opposite is one year younger than you. He became the father of the child last year."

Yang Qing showed embarrassment and said: "Shopkeeper, I'm really not in a hurry..."

"Don't be in a hurry, I'm still in a hurry as a 'father'."

Seeing some compromise on Yang Qing's face, the old shopkeeper hurriedly asked.

"How about Miss Wu who came to our store to drink wine a few days ago?"

Yang Qing scratched her head embarrassingly: "Girl Wu is only sixteen, she's still young."

"Too small? How about Aunt Song's eldest daughter on the East Street? She's a third-year girl with a gold brick in her arms. I think she's a nice girl, and she's a gentle person."

"Shopkeeper, I have always regarded Sister Song as my own sister, it must be possible."

"Then what do you like? Tell me, let me know what to look for in the future."

Yang Qing scratched her head again, and declined, "Hey, shopkeeper, I'm really not in a hurry. If you ask me that again, I'll tell her about you thinking about Aunt Song."

"You little thing!"

The old shopkeeper said as he stretched out his hand and pretended to hit him, Yang Qing hurriedly grabbed the rag and jumped to the door with a smile: "When will I meet, Ah Qing will definitely bring it back, and I will give birth to a big fat boy in the next year, let him call you Grandpa, okay? "

As Yang Qing said, while closing the wooden door, he was taking the latch to lock it, when he heard a cold voice from outside the door.

"and many more!"

Yang Qing replied while locking it: "Forgive me, guest officer, the shop is closed, you can find another place if you go further... Ouch!"

Before the words were finished, the outsider opened the store door with a palm without heeding any persuasion. Yang Qing couldn't bear it, she was kicked into the air and landed heavily on the ground.The old shopkeeper was startled by the sudden scene, and stood motionless behind the counter.

"I said it was closed...huh?"

Yang Qing struggled to get up, and in the blink of an eye there was already a white frost in front of her eyes.

The person who came was covered in frost and white, and his face was as delicate as a white jade beauty carved by a fine carver, but there was a sense of coldness all over his body, and he refused to approach people thousands of miles away.Yang Qing was stunned not because the visitor had an aura of not allowing others to invade, but because of the woman in the arms of the frost-clothed man.

It looked like the frost-clothed man took off his outer clothes to wrap around the woman, but there were no shoes on the inadvertently exposed feet.She leaned quietly in the arms of the man in frost, holding the man's collar tightly with one hand. Although there was no expression in her eyes, she could still see that she was a very beautiful girl.

Yang Qing was stunned. For the first time, he knew what kind of character Yan Ruojiaohua and Skin Ruoningzhi were mentioned by the elegant little scholar next door. He stared at the girl in a daze, and even forgot the dull pain of falling to the ground. up.

The man in frost glanced at him coldly, then looked at the counter, Yang Qing stood up quickly.

"Guest officer, we are closed."

Yang Qing was flustered, and secretly knew that this young man in white frost in front of him was by no means someone to be trifled with.

The frost-clothed man turned his head and glanced, there was a piece of flying snow in his long and narrow phoenix eyes, which made him freeze in place.The night wind kept blowing outside the door, and Yang Qing saw that his right eye, covered by his sad bangs, was shining with a dazzling ice blue.

Yang Qing was startled, and hurriedly changed his words and asked: "Guest... Is the guest... a top-notch... or... or..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man in frost went straight to the old shopkeeper. The old shopkeeper was not someone who had never seen the world, but his neck shrank in fright when he saw the person carved out of frost, and he gave all the usual words to greet guests. forget.

The man took out a fine Duxia jade flute from behind his waist and put it on the cabinet, and said coldly: "Prepare a room for me immediately, heat up the hot water and bring it up. Besides, I don't care what method you use, I will give it to you." I have prepared these ointments. If I don't see these medicines within two minutes, you are going to go underground and continue to open your inn tomorrow."

The tone of the man in frost seemed to be calm, as if he was talking about an extremely ordinary matter.

Yang Qing thought for a moment that he was asking himself what the weather would be like in Jingdu tomorrow and wanted to answer "It is said that it will rain tomorrow", but the inadvertent sense of oppression in the words made him hold his breath.

Layers of cold sweat broke out on the old shopkeeper's forehead, and he didn't know if he was nodding because he understood, or because he was trembling and looked like he was nodding because he didn't want to agree.

Just saw this rare unique flawed jade, and before he recovered from it, he took the lead. The old shopkeeper was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, but Yang Qing was a little smarter, and hurriedly led the way in front of her. The man in frost took it upstairs.The old shopkeeper picked up the jade flute, took out a piece of brocade from the drawer, wrapped it carefully, and touched his chest with lingering fear.

Yang Qing led the man upstairs, turning her head to peek at the woman in the man's arms from time to time, until she was sent into the room, she was still reluctant to part.

"Have you seen enough?" The frost-clothed man's tone seemed to always be frosty.

Yang Qing didn't expect to be discovered, so he was at a loss for a while, saying no, but it just made it more obvious that there is no silver 300 taels here.

The man in frost put the woman on the couch lightly, as if treating a piece of fragile porcelain, his hands were gentle, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Go out when you've seen enough. If you dare to look at him one more time, how about leaving your mediocre eyes behind?"

Yang Qingyue figured out the relationship between the two, and thought: "I didn't expect this son to protect his wife so much, and he was reluctant to let others take a look. This also matches the girl's invincible appearance."

Thinking this way in my heart, I unconsciously turned my head and looked at it, but before I saw anything, suddenly something flew past the corner of my eye and hit the wooden door.

Yang Qing's eyes widened, and he stared blankly at the door behind him. A delicate silver-white dart was firmly embedded in the wooden door.Before he could be surprised, Yang Qing suddenly felt a sharp pain around his eyes, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover it and rubbed it, but it hurt even more. He spread his hands and looked, and there was blood in the palm of his hand.I touched it carefully with my fingers, and sure enough, from the corner of the eye to the ear, there was a bloodstain not deep or shallow by the dart, and the blood was flowing down the cheek.

"Next time, I won't miss it so kindly."

The man in frost was talking to Yang Qing, but his eyes were still fixed on the woman lying on the couch.

"Get out soon!"

"Yes Yes Yes……"

The author has something to say: a special episode will be published at the 50th chapter

I will post the episode tomorrow

Because I haven't thought about it yet, the extra episode may also be a story that has nothing to do with the plot. Everyone, be prepared.

☆, killing heart

Yang Qing has been in this inn for more than ten years, and has seen all kinds of swordsmen. He also knows that although this kind of person is deeply righteous and chivalrous, if he offends them, he will always say the same thing when he comes with a sword.If that young master hadn't been merciful just now, his right eye might really be going blind, so he hastily left the room and rushed downstairs like hell.

The old shopkeeper was preparing to boil hot water at the young master's request. Seeing that Yang Qing was so flustered and his face was bleeding again, he hurriedly asked what happened.Yang Qing told the story just now, and the old shopkeeper also panicked: "It's almost past time, and the pharmacy has been closed long ago. I just wanted to ask the young master if the medicine can slowly relieve..."

Yang Qing covered her face, feeling aggrieved in her heart.

The old shopkeeper pondered for a while, then quickly patted Yang Qing and said, "Ah Qing, go to the medicine hall of Lao Hao's house on the street, and if you smash it, you will smash the medicine hall of his house. If Lao Hao is angry, you can tell him that if he Will you help us? This time, I'll give him a whole pot of pear blossom brew."

When Yang Qing came back with the medicine, the old shopkeeper had already brought the hot water upstairs.When Yang Qing sent the medicine to the room, the young man in frost was picking up the girl and preparing to go to the bathing pool.With the lesson just now, Yang Qing really didn't dare to stay for a moment, put down the medicine and left in a hurry.

"I don't know what the background of that son is."

The old shopkeeper said: "We do business, just take good care of the guest officers, and don't inquire about those who have or don't have one. One thing more, it's better to have one thing less."

"I was a little sleepy at first, but since this young master, I have really lost the slightest bit of drowsiness now." Yang Qing sat down and poured a cup of tea to calm himself down, "Hey, but the shopkeeper, did you see the girl that the young master brought?" Is it? I took a peek at that young man just now when he was hugging him in his arms, he is really a handsome man... Ouch, shopkeeper, why did you hit me?"

Before Yang Qing finished speaking, the old shopkeeper took out an account book and flew it towards Yang Qing's face.

"I got you out of your mind."

Yang Qing smiled and took the account book off her face: "Yes, yes, I wouldn't dare to make a decision even if I borrowed my guts from other people's wives, let alone that Master Shuang. Today is just to see more I gave that girl a glance, and my eyes were almost blinded by that master on the spot. If I dared to move that way, I would have died countless times."

The old shopkeeper smiled, bowed his head and continued to settle accounts.Yang Qing returned the account books thrown out by the old shopkeeper to the cabinet and continued: "But that girl is so beautiful, if I can marry such a girl as my wife in the future, even if I stay at home and guard her every day, just watching She feels happy."

The old shopkeeper rolled up the account book and knocked again: "If you like that 'girl', the shopkeeper, I will never even think about being a grandfather in my life."

"How could it be?" Yang Qing said unconvinced, "That girl is so beautiful, the child born in the future will definitely be as beautiful as her, and it may not be too late for you to like it."

The old shopkeeper thought it was funny, and said helplessly, "Ah Qing, are you really planning to give birth to a son with that handsome young man to hug me, the shopkeeper?"

"What son, I'm talking about that aunt..."

Yang Qing suddenly shut his mouth, looked at the shopkeeper in astonishment, and couldn't close his jaw in shock.

"He He……"

The old shopkeeper looked at him with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Ginger is still old and spicy. I have already seen it, old man."

After Wu Ya tested the water temperature, he returned to the bedroom and gently hugged Rong Xuan, opened the curtain and walked towards the steamy bath.

Probably because of the warmth here, Rong Xuan, who had been slightly tense, stretched a little.Wu Ya called him softly, but Rong Xuan still didn't respond.Wu Ya sighed, hugged Rong Xuan tightly with pain in his eyes, kissed him lightly on the forehead, and then led him into the warm pool step by step.

Rong Xuan leaned against the wall of the pool, staring at the water in a daze.Wu Ya whispered softly next to his ear: "I'm going to fetch some things, you just stay here and wait for me, huh?"

Rong Xuan's gaze was still lost, he didn't know if he heard it or not.

Just now, he simply wiped Rong Xuan's body, and when he unbuttoned his clothes, he suddenly saw countless bruises on his body, and some blood was clotted between his legs.Those traces were printed on Rong Xuan's snow-white and tender skin, which was particularly shocking.

"Xuan'er..."

When Wu Ya came back, there was no sign of Rong Xuan on the water.Wu Ya was startled, dropped the soft bath cloth in his hand to the ground, rushed into the water conservancy and carried Rong Xuan out of the water, who had slipped unconsciously along the pool wall.A few strands of jet-black hair stuck to his forehead, but he didn't look embarrassed.

Rong Xuan choked on the water lightly, without even frowning, as if there was no soul in this body.Wu Ya frowned tightly, his heart was in a mess, but all he could do now was to hold the soulless man in front of him tighter, tighter, for fear that he would disappear somewhere if he loosened.

He supported Rong Xuan's straight black hair and said with heartache, "Xuan'er...I..."

Rong Xuan was as well-behaved as a young deer, but his pupils lost their sparkle.

Wu Ya pulled up his hair for him, soaked the bath cloth, and washed it carefully bit by bit.Rong Xuan's neckline is soft and beautiful, connecting with the naked white back, it is as beautiful as a white lotus that has just bloomed, and when touched by fingertips, it is as delicate as touching fine silk brocade.If it was normal, Wu Ya would stick his lips close to him and kiss Rong Xuan's spine lightly. Occasionally, the tip of his tongue would scratch Rong Xuan's back tightly, and he could not restrain himself from moaning softly.However, now, the originally delicate and smooth back was stained with bluish-purple, and there were a few red and swollen marks, which aroused not only distress and pity in Wu Ya's eyes, but also burning anger that could not be extinguished.

The pain in my heart can no longer be expressed with a knife, but the pain of a wound that is almost healed and being torn apart, repeated and endless.

If I hadn't been so angry and thought of Yan Du so much, and hadn't locked him in the room and let him cry until he lost his strength, if I had promised him to save Yan Du early in the morning, Rong Xuan would never have encountered those unimaginable things The filthy and nasty things, it is even more impossible to lose their souls like an emotionless puppet like they are now.

"It's all my fault...it's me who hurt you..."

Wuya bit his thin lips lightly, lowered his head and looked at the water surface with hatred.

Before Rong Xuan returned to normal, he was already filled with guilt. When he remembered the atrocity that night, how should he explain it to him?How should I face him?

The surface of the water calmed down, and a little ice blue reflected on the water, floating lightly.

Wu Ya was startled when he saw the icy blue, he hurriedly covered his right eye, and then moved his hand away after a long time, the icy blue in the water became brighter and brighter.

Wu Ya sneered at his own icy blue eyes, and hit the water with his palm to break the calm water surface. However, when the water surface recovered, the icy blue reflected in the water was still shining brightly.

"Jing Wuya...you are nothing more than that..." Wu Ya looked at his reflection in the water and sneered, wiped his eyes and continued to wash Rong Xuan's body.

"But Xuan'er... I... still don't want to regret..."

Rong Xuan stared at him blankly, the ice blue of Wu Ya's right eye was reflected in his clean pupils.

Wu Ya soaked the bath cloth in the water, and wiped it carefully on the back of Rong Xuan's waist.Recalling the sticky feeling between Rong Xuan's legs when he picked him up in the woods, Wu Ya's heart trembled.

"Xuan'er, come closer, I'll clean it for you."

When the hand was gradually stretched towards the crotch, Rong Xuan straightened his body abruptly and pushed Wu Ya away abruptly, his originally dull eyes were instantly stained with a color called fear.

"roll……"

Rong Xuan roared in a low voice.

"Xuan'er..."

Wu Ya stretched out his hand to get closer to Rong Xuan, Rong Xuan opened Wu Ya's extended hand with a backhand.

"What are you, you are not allowed to call me that... Get out... Get out of here... Don't, don't touch me... Don't touch me!!! Wu Ya... Wu Ya——!"

On Rong Xuan's face was not only disgust, but also deep fear. He took a step back when Wu Ya took one step closer. No matter what Wu Ya said, he couldn't listen to him. He just kept yelling for him to get lost.Wu Ya took a big step forward, Rong Xuan was terrified and wanted to back away, not wanting to slip and fall into the pool.Wu Ya shouted anxiously, rushed over to lift Rong Xuan up and hugged him tightly.

Rong Xuan was trembling in his arms, his slender white fingers tightly grasping the collar of Wu Ya's drenched clothes.

"It's so disgusting...so dirty, I'm in so much pain, Wu Ya...why didn't you come to save me..." Rong Xuan read blankly, trembling and crying, "I really hurt...Wu Ya... "

"Xuan'er, Xuan'er?" Wu Ya supported Rong Xuan's shoulders, and found that he was still staring at the water in a daze, as if he didn't realize that he was standing in front of him, "Xuan'er? Xuan'er, look at me, I Here, I am Wu Ya, Xuan Er, look at me!"

Rong Xuan looked up at Wu Ya, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes and then disappeared.

He stretched out his hand to lightly touch Wu Ya's brow frame and said, "It's really like that."

"But how could you be him?"

There was astonishment in Wuya's eyes.

Rong Xuan's feet went limp, and his body fell into Wu Ya's arms, his face lightly pressed against Wu Ya's chest,

"Wuya? Heh..." Rong Xuan sneered at himself, "How is it possible...he won't save Yan...he won't...I know why he doesn't...I shouldn't force him...yes I'm not good, but I can't help..."

"Rong Xuan..."

"He locked me in the room, how worried he was about me, and how much he should hate me for betraying him..."

Rong Xuan nestled in his arms and muttered to himself, while Wu Ya hugged him tightly.

"...It's all because I think I'm smart and suffer on my own... I was so angry that he lied to me and shared the bed with Xueyi, and I was so angry that I handed myself over to Yandu on the veranda... As a result, hehehe...I hurt Yandu, hurt him even more..."

"I don't blame you," Wu Ya said bitterly, "Xuan'er, I don't blame you."

"You're not him, how do you know if he blames me?"

Wuya's thin lips were about to bite and bleed, but the pain in his heart didn't lessen at all.

"I also forced Yandu away...caused him to be arrested, and even tried to save him...Obviously, I can't do anything..." Rong Xuan's eyes gradually closed, as if he was very tired, relying on Wu Ya's body fell asleep, "But, Yan Du..."

"I really don't blame you... I don't know you are because of me and... It's my fault, Xuan'er..."

Wu Ya hugged the sleeping Rong Xuan, and called out loudly, but Rong Xuan never answered.

Rong Xuan seemed really tired.

He didn't know how to ride a horse, and he walked and ran all the way from the southern suburbs to the western suburbs. When Wu Ya cleaned it up for him again, Rong Xuan didn't respond, he just leaned against Wu Ya quietly.

When he carried her back to the bed, Rong Xuan was already fast asleep.Wu Ya gently kissed Rong Xuan's lips, and then just looked at him like this, seeing his peaceful sleeping face.Glancing out of the window, the night is still deep, and there is no shadow of Xia Ye in the cold night.

The last kiss fell gently on Rong Xuan's black hair.

"Xuan'er, the night is still very long, you just fall asleep, I will go back as soon as I go."

The words were too gentle, as if melting into a river of spring water.

Wu Ya went downstairs and met Yang Qing who was going to rest.

Wu Ya said: "Xiao Er, the young master in Tianzijian is not in good health, before I come back, I must not disturb his rest, let alone let others enter his room."

"Yes, guest officer," Yang Qing felt regretful, but she didn't expect that beautiful woman to be a man, "But, where are you going in the middle of the night, it's not easy to travel at night."

Wu Ya chuckled lightly and said: "I was in a hurry when I was on my way, and I left some waste on the road. Although it is useless waste, I always feel anxious when I keep it. I will clean it up while the young master is still asleep. Lest he wake up and think upset."

A series of words made Yang Qing half-knowledgeable, but he nodded to show that he knew, so Wu Ya can rest assured.

Wu Ya turned his head and went out, the smiling expression just now disappeared completely, and the familiar frost condensed on his face again, with a murderous look rolling in his eyes.

Those who dare to touch me, Jing Wuya, then you don't need to know when the sunrise will be tomorrow.

The author has something to say: Jing Wuya is going to clean up the trash~

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The author has something to say: This is the first time I wrote the words above, I am afraid that those who read the text will not be able to tell the time. Here is an explanation of the order of the paternal line

King Rong Xiao-Rong Wang Ronghuan (this is the Rong Shizi in this episode)-Rong Xuan

Wei Jun-Wei Liang

Yan Qing-Yan Du

Among them, Rong Huan, Wei Jun and Yan Qing are of the same generation

In the early spring of King Rong Xiao's twelfth year, when Rong and Wei were at war, Rong Shizi Huan and his general Yan Qing subdued Wei as an envoy.

"Guest officer, your food~"

"Xiao Er, help this general... Cough, make another pot of wine for this elder brother."

"Okay~"

The waiter ran back to the shop in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye a pot of good plum blossom brewing was placed in front of the two men.

"Xiao Er, what kind of wine is this?" The slightly older man asked, shaking the jug.

The waiter in the shop said: "Guest officer, this is the best plum blossom wine. It is made from freshly bloomed plum blossoms and new snow this year. It has a soft taste and a very fragrant aftertaste."

"Such soft wine, do you have the nerve to bring it up to my son?" The man's tone was serious and full of energy, which made people feel shocked.

The shop clerk seemed to have seen a lot of customers of all kinds, and didn't care too much about the dissatisfaction in the man's tone, so he smiled kindly: "You two guests, have you just arrived in Weidu?"

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, and his face immediately darkened.

The young man who was called the son by the man waved his hand and asked the waiter to continue talking.

The waiter bowed his body and explained: "This plum blossom wine is a unique wine in Weidu..."

"Plum blossoms are everywhere, and Jingguo has a large area of ​​plum groves. How can you say that this wine is unique to your Weiguo?" The older man chuckled.

Xiaoer who was interrupted was not angry, and continued: "The guest officer is right, there are plum blossoms everywhere, but this 'red ink and snow plum' is only available in our country of Wei."

Red ink snow plum, a unique plum species in the northern border of Weiguo, only blooms once a year, and the flowering period is only one night, and it will wither after blooming.But if the branches are broken during flowering, the flowers can stay undefeated for seven days.This kind of strange plum can only be grown in the northern border of Weiguo. If the northern border is removed, the plum tree will die in an instant.It is said that in order to curry favor with Lord Wei, the frontier town in northern Xinjiang dug three feet of ground and transported a plum tree back to Weidu with its roots and soil.

"The only one who can make this wine with red ink and snow plums is the Weiguo in the whole Lindu, and the Weidu is the only one in the whole Weiguo. This whole Weidu, only our restaurant has it." The waiter said, unconsciously He straightened up, looking quite proud.

"My lord, you can try it. You won't be able to drink such good plum blossom brewing outside of our Meilou. Even the princes and nobles have to come to our Meilou to drink it. "

"Oh~" The young man on the opposite side shook the wine bottle playfully, sniffed the aroma of the wine from the mouth of the bottle with his nose lightly, and laughed, "This wine is very fragrant."

The boy poured a small cup into his throat while laughing.

"Good wine. Brother Yan, try it too?"

The man called Big Brother Yan froze, took the wine glass and drank it respectfully, his froze face relaxed a little bit, when he saw the waiter staring at him with a smile on his face, he blushed slightly, and immediately turned awkwardly cold up.

When the two came out of the Meilou, the young man was a little drunk, pointing at the man surnamed Yan and smiling.

"Look at you being awkward like that just now, hahahaha~"

The boy staggered, and he was about to fall backwards, but was grabbed by the man.

"Young master is drunk."

"No, no...Yan Qing, don't underestimate me, how could I be drunk..."

Yan Qing nodded, only drunk people would say that, so he walked slowly down the street with Rong Huan on his arm.

Rong Huan was laughing and joking along the way, as if he was very happy, but Yan Qing felt uncomfortable after seeing it.

"If you are sad, son, you don't have to bear it."

"A man doesn't cry when he has tears," Rong Huan smiled and pushed Yan Qing away, and took two unsteady steps forward, "Brother Yan, you taught me this."

It was late at night, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets of Weidu. After the curfew, except for the brothels for men to sleep in flowers and willows, there were no other shops open.

Rong Huan stretched out his hand to reach for the moon far away in the sky, grasped it for a while, then withdrew his hand shiveringly.

"This moonlight is cold."

Then he happily ran a few steps on the street, leaving Yan Qing far behind, yelling and posing on the street like all the drunken people, showing Yan Qing various poses.

"Look, look~ This is a meditator, this is a big cake thrower... These are all looks from the picture albums of the Western Regions..."

Tired of tossing around, he lowered his arms in a daze, looked up at the dark blue sky, a bright moon was in the sky, dragging Rong Huan's shadow in the night extremely long.

He looked at it for a long time, and saw that he let go of the wine bottle in his hand as if he had lost all his strength. In the quiet night, the sound of shattering was especially ear-piercing.

Rong Huan hurriedly turned around, looked at Yan Qing as if he had been greatly wronged and shouted:

"But I just like Wei Ling——!"

Yan Qing quietly followed behind him without speaking.

A month ago, Rong Huan and Yan Qing were ordered by Rong Huan's father, King Rong Xiao, to visit Weidu in disguise, in order to find out Wei Jun's next plan, so as to prevent the war between Rong and Wei from breaking out again. disadvantage.

Rong Huan received such a task not long after he was named the crown prince, he was very motivated, and set off for Weidu just after the young year.Because there were only two people walking together on the road, there was no drag, and the journey went extremely smoothly.

When we arrived in Weidu, it was just in time for Chinese New Year, the Weidu was very friendly, even though they didn't know Rong Huan and Yanqing, they would say happy.

During the year there were many receptions, Rong Huan pretended to be the rich young master Lin Heng who had just returned to his hometown after being away all year round, and he actually let him create a circle of wine and meat in the official circle, and all the princes and elder brothers of the high-ranking and noble families in the capital of Weiguo called him brother and brother.

Stay overnight at the Prime Minister's Mansion today, and tomorrow the young master of the Taiwei's family invites me to have a drink at the same table. The Lang Zhongling just said that you have pushed me several times. You must get this wine today, and I will serve it over there. Chang's Aiko held the picture scroll again and said that I heard that you love to read pictures, so I have prepared them here for you.

Rong Huan's capacity for alcohol is not bad, it's common to drink a piece of wine on the wine table. When drunk, there are many people who talk nonsense and speak nonsense. It's not difficult to find out the news. Few people can remember what they said after drinking.It's just suffering for Rong Huan who has been sober all the time. The scene of Liang Taiwei's son waving his underpants when he was drunk and saying that he would dedicate himself to him still lingers in his mind.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the idle young masters urged Rong Huan to go to the Lantern Festival to see beautiful girls.Rong Huan refused to go, someone laughed and said: "The fifteenth day is the time when there are the most girls on the street and the most beautifully dressed, so you don't go for such a good opportunity, Lin Heng, you must be a broken sleeve, right? "

A group of young masters looked at him with a smile, Rong Huan had no choice but to go to the street together with blushing faces.

They said they were going to watch the Lantern Appreciation Girl together, but when they really got to the street, no one would care about Rong Huan and Yan Qing, who were unfamiliar with each other.There were so many people on the street that they dispersed within a short distance. When Rong Huan turned around, only Yan Qing was left by his side, struggling to follow him in the crowd.

"Dian... son, there are too many people..."

"I used to be in the palace...'home', and I never went to the street to see the Lantern Festival." Rong Huan was so crowded that he couldn't breathe, and asked Yan Qing to drag him to a place where there were few people on the street.

By coincidence, Yan Qing brought Rong Huan to an evergreen tree hung with colorful lanterns, Rong Huan turned his head by coincidence, and Wei Ling was wearing a red lotus-like bright dress by coincidence that day. The embroidered shirt, Rong Huan just happened to think that the girl in red was too beautiful.

Rong Huan turned around and glanced at Yan Qing, Yan Qing smiled and pushed his hands to him and said:

"His Royal Highness is waiting."

Rong Huan smiled out of his body, straightened his body, and walked towards Wei Ling in a very graceful and graceful manner.

"Miss, do you want to light this lamp?"

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