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The official hurt his neck?

Staring at the petals stained with ink, Yin Yanjun's cold face was a little lost in thought.

"Officials, the Second Young Master is here." Wen Jing stepped into the small courtyard.

Yin Yanjun put down the pen and ink in his hand, and said lightly: "Let him come over!"

Wen Jing turned around in response, and quickly invited a young man in.That little man was very respectful to Yin Yanjun, he bent down and bowed: "Guan, I heard that you were assassinated in a Taoist temple a while ago?"

Yin Yanjun remained indifferent, he stretched out his bony hand to lift the teacup on the desk, poured half a cup of tea for himself, and then poured another cup for the young man: "Sit down, talk slowly if you have something to say."

A smile appeared on Yin Yuancheng's youthful face, and he sat down beside Yin Yanjun: "After receiving the news that the official's family was assassinated, Yuancheng planned to come immediately, but was delayed by that girl Yuanshuang. "

"It's just a few thieves." Yin Yanjun sipped his tea with his eyes lowered, and inadvertently revealed the scar on his neck that hadn't faded.

"The official injured his neck?" Yin Yuancheng was a little startled. He knew the official's ability, but the wound on the official's neck was real, which made him panic for a while, and he didn't even look carefully. What happened to that wound.

Yin Yanjun sat upright and observed the etiquette, his demeanor was always cold and dignified, and he had a bit of a fairy spirit that was not like ordinary people, but at the moment when he heard Yin Yuancheng's question, he felt a little bit embarrassed, and only said lightly: "Jing What's going on in China recently?"

"That's not it." Yin Yuancheng shook his head, his gaze still inadvertently falling on Yin Yanjun's neck.

"This courtyard should be under the name of Yuancheng?" The sun was shining brightly, and a gust of wind blew a few pink and white peach blossoms, which fell on Yin Yanjun's hair. Yin Yanjun looked up at the courtyard separated by a wall.

"Well, yes." Yin Yuancheng nodded, thinking that when he saw this place was secluded and beautiful, he planned to buy it as a gift to the official family, but who knew that someone intervened temporarily, and finally only bought this place. The yard next door was snatched away.

Yin Yanjun nodded slightly, he seemed to want to ask something, but the conversation stopped here in the end, and he did not continue to ask.

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Xu Yanqing slept in the yard for seven days, and was finally pulled out by the bold Mu Yu to bask in the sun.

Mu Yu felt that his husband had been hurt by his cousin, that's why he changed from his original liking of wandering around to sleeping in his room all day long.

For the sake of Lang Jun's health, he could only boldly pull Xu Yanqing, who was addicted to sleep, out of the bed.

In the past few days, Su Hanfeng was probably secretly investigating the identity of the person who spent the night with Xu Yanqing that night, so naturally he didn't have time to come and harass him, and Xu Yanqing enjoyed his leisure.

Being pulled out of the quilt by Mu Yu, Xu Yanqing simply carried his fluffy quilt and ran to the courtyard to seal himself in the recliner to bask in the sun.

Although it is already March in Yangchun, it is not yet the time to wear thin shirts, and Xu Yanqing's current body seems to be particularly afraid of the cold, so it is just right to hug a quilt.

"This yard is bare, not at all comparable to our previous yard. I think the peach blossoms in the yard have already bloomed at this time. Before, Mr. Wang especially liked to drink the peach blossom wine made by the cook." Mu Yu moved a small The bench sat beside Xu Yanqing, with his chin resting on his hands.

Xu Yanqing was swaying in the reclining chair, feeling very happy. When Mu Yu mentioned peach blossom wine, he became a little interested. The only thing that could make Xianyu interested was eating or drinking.

Minors are prohibited from drinking alcohol, so Xu Yanqing, a good student who only cared about studying and taking exams in his previous life, didn't even know what fruit beer tasted like. Now that he has changed his body, he has developed a little interest in alcohol.

"People can block the door between the two yards without alarming the neighbor." Xu Yanqing lazily narrowed his eyes, sleeping until his limp body was very lazy, thinking that if the neighbor next door was really angry, he would have It's time to find him, and since he hasn't found him now, it means that he doesn't mean to be held accountable.

Thinking of this, Xu Yanqing raised his hand and stroked the back of his neck, since both of them are men, there is no need to worry about who has to be responsible for whom.Still his peach blossom wine is more important, the big deal is that when the time comes, he won't go out of the door, and he will definitely not provoke the other party.

For a sip of wine, Xu Yanqing resolutely felt that this was not a big deal.

Thinking about it, Xu Yanqing habitually scratched the abnormally hot skin with his hand on the back of his neck.

I don't know why, in the past few days, his neck has always had a feeling of numbness and swelling, and it feels slightly hot to the touch. Even after applying medicine, it doesn't get better.

In the beginning, this swelling sensation was also mixed with an itching pain like an allergy, which made him almost scratch his neck. Seeing this, Mu Yu specially invited the doctor over, but the doctor didn't know what the name was. Keep a bottle of ointment for smearing.

Later, I don't know if the ointment had an effect, but the itching and pain gradually faded away, and now there is only numbness, swelling and burning sensation left.

Xu Yanqing thought it was troublesome to apply the medicine, so he didn't bother to take care of it, but in the past two days he always dreamed about what happened that night.The Taoist priest, who is beautiful and beautiful, clasped his wrist tightly with both hands.

The nightmare that was originally just full of pain has now become violent with the passage of time. Every morning when Xu Yanqing wakes up, there is always a heat on his face that he is ashamed to talk about.

After agreeing that the other party is obviously someone he can't afford to offend, he actually has sex dreams about the Taoist priest all night long, which is simply heinously sinful.

A little reprimanded himself in his heart, Xu Yanqing turned his head and went to drink porridge. The original body was probably also a master who was greedy for appetite. Although there was no peach blossom wine in this yard, the cook's craftsmanship was also very good.

Xu Yanqing has been addicted to drinking porridge for many days, especially tremella shredded chicken porridge is simply the chef's specialty, Xu Yanqing feels that he can drink two big bowls every day.

"Mu Yu said that you eat and sleep every day, eat and eat when you are full, and you are not afraid of getting a big belly if you eat so much in the morning." Xu Xianzhi is a martial artist who can't speak despite his elegant name. Since childhood, Yuanchen has always loved his younger brother the most, but it's a pity that Yuanchen didn't know how to be blessed and still disliked his elder brother for being too lenient.

Mu Yu on the side had a bitter face, he just sent letters to the house every day, and casually mentioned that Mr. Lang is a little sleepy and tired recently, but his appetite is a little better than before.

Xu Yanqing blinked obediently: "Do you want porridge, brother?"

Xu Xianzhi shook his head in distaste, but after a while, he sat down with his baby brother, holding a big pancake in his hand and gnawed happily: "The meat in the pancake is so exciting!"

Xu Yanqing's dark and bright eyes slightly bent: "Brother, this is not enough to eat at home!"

The baby brother was so well-behaved as never before, Xu Xianzhi felt happy, and drank a bowl of porridge: "You are not at home, and the father's full of paternal love has no room to display. If you insist on dragging me to do my homework, how can I get enough to eat? In the end, I still use an excuse to come here." Look at you, you just escaped from the hands of your father."

Marquis Wu An was born as a general, and he was once an invincible general on the battlefield. Later, because of his meritorious service in rescuing them, the officials gave their father an extra gift and named them Marquis Wu An.

Because of that rescue, Marquis Wu'an couldn't go to the battlefield again, so he could only stay in the capital to recuperate from his wounds. This care lasted for more than ten years, and he didn't know when he developed a stink of showing off his literary talent.

Su Hanfeng showed his face in front of Marquis Wu'an precisely because of his outstanding literary talent, otherwise, based on the relationship between Su Hanfeng and Mrs. Marquis Wu'an who was three thousand miles away, how could he come and go freely in Marquis Wu'an's mansion.

"I heard that you drove Su Hanfeng away with your cynicism last time?" Xu Xianzhi didn't know about this from Mu Yu, he naturally had his own methods and channels.

Xu Yanqing finally drank a bowl of porridge slowly, leaned lazily on the chair, and didn't raise his eyes when he heard this: "Brother and I still need to go around in circles, so just ask whatever you want!"

The servants quickly cleaned up the mess on the table. At this time, there was a breeze in the yard, and the buds from the branches and leaves of the nearby trees swayed and landed on Xu Yanqing's shoulders, and Xu Xianzhi picked them up casually.

No matter how baby brother looks at him now, Xu Xianzhi can't help but say: "You used to be so considerate to Su Hanfeng, it's even better than your own brother. What did he do to make you so unhappy?"

Although Xu Xianzhi had put eyeliner around his younger brother, he was afraid that his younger brother would encounter some unsolvable danger, and he didn't want those people to monitor Xu Yanqing's every move.

The questions asked by the elder brother were too complicated to answer, Xu Yanqing started to feel a little lazy after eating and drinking, how could he have the time to talk to Xu Xianzhi about these unpleasant questions.

So he said bluntly: "Brother, don't worry that I will be cheated by him. If I like him, I can tolerate the little calculations in his heart. If I don't like him, the tricks are not enough in front of me."

Xu Xianzhi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, it seems that his younger brother really saw the face of Su Hanfeng, that treacherous villain, otherwise he wouldn't be acting like this.

"Then you have to be more careful. As the saying goes, a gentleman is easy to guard against, but a villain is hard to deal with. A hypocritical villain like Su Hanfeng may be difficult to deal with." Xu Xianzhi is a hundred times a thousand to his precious brother who is always carefree. Don't worry, but there's nothing you can do if you don't worry, my brother doesn't mean to let him intervene at all.

Xu Yanqing raised his hand and yawned. His long eyelashes were wet with physiological tears. He was prone to sleepiness and fatigue in spring, and he was already tired and lazy, so he simply waved to Xu Xianzhi to send him off.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Xu Xianzhi raised his hand and rubbed his brother's head a few times like stroking a small animal, before leaving the yard contentedly.

In Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, Xu Xianzhi had just stepped into his yard when he saw his old father's figure as strong as a hill.

Xu Xianzhi couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth: "Why is father in the son's courtyard?"