school days in ancient times

Ye Mian's maid who served closely in the room couldn't help the young master wash up, so Ye Jing scrubbed it casually during Ye Mian's usual bath time.

The pajamas on Ye Mian's body were stained with the moisture from Ye Jing's official uniform, Baoxue was worried, and she and Baohe waited for him to change it again.

After such a toss, the two brothers lay peacefully on the bed for nearly an hour.

Ye Mian was wrapped around Ye Jing like an octopus, humming and stalking, talking non-stop with good words wrapped in honey.

Ye Jing had no choice but to slap his butt and said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Ye Mian's eyes kept rolling, but his words were pitiful, "I don't want anything, brother ignores me these days, I don't eat well, let alone those things outside of me."

Ye Jing nodded slightly: "It's so good, I'm going to sleep."

Ye Mian: "..." There is no need to be so eager to kill Tian'er.

Ye Mian pursed her lips: "Is today's zongzi really bad? Fortunately, I even asked the cook to pick the most beautiful ones for you."

Ye Jing sneered, rubbed the center of her brows and said, "I advise you to avoid detours and explain your inner calculations earlier. I'm very tired, and I'm afraid I won't be able to listen to you for a while."

Ye Mian half supported his body, his eyes were full of worry and he said: "Brother, do you have a headache again, do you want to call a doctor?"

Ye Jing waved her hand: "What are you doing at night, I'm just a little tired."

"Then I'll rub it for you to relieve fatigue." Ye Mian sat up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I won't pester you anymore, just sleep when you're sleepy."

Ye Jing chuckled: "Stop messing around, what are you going to do?"

Ye Mian let out a "ha", "I know a lot," he said, reaching out to Ye Jing's forehead.

The soft fingertips slowly rubbed Ye Jing's Yintang point with a comfortable force.

"Are you comfortable?" Ye Mian asked softly.

Ye Jing didn't answer, but the crow's feather-like black eyelashes gradually drooped, and her brows slowly relaxed.

Ye Mian raised one corner of his mouth, knelt on the bed and stretched out the other hand. Both hands pressed Ye Jing's temple and Yangbai for a while.

"Is it better?"

After a long time, Ye Mian heard Ye Jing, who had her eyes closed, softly "hmm", Ye Mian grinned silently, reached out and pulled a brocade pillow behind Ye Jing's neck.

"In this way, I have to use my strength." Ye Mian adjusted his sitting posture, gently inserted the fingers of both hands into Ye Jing's silky black hair like satin, and massaged gently on his scalp with his fingertips, and then groped I pressed hard on the Baihui and Chengling acupoints on the back of his head.

After a while, Ye Jing suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "It's not like three-legged cat kung fu. Who did you learn this from?"

Ye Mian paused, and said vaguely: "I read a miscellaneous book in the library of the school, and memorized a few acupuncture points."

In his previous life, his father liked massage, so Ye Mian went to the massage shop downstairs to learn such a skill from the old master in the shop. At that time, Dad Ye, who came home from a business trip, massaged for a while, and it was the only tender time that only belonged to the father and son. .

Ye Jing looked at him for a while, then closed her eyes again.

Ye Mian suddenly thought of his family members in the previous life, and felt a little sour, so he stopped talking and just quietly rubbed Ye Jing's head carefully.

"Okay," Ye Jing stopped softly: "Lie down and sleep, aren't you tired?"

Ye Mian withdrew his hand, sat there facing his fingers, and said with downcast eyes: "Is it not tired, but the fingers hurt a little?"

"pain?"

Ye Jing grabbed Ye Mian's hand and examined it carefully, only to see that Ye Mian's fingers were slender, delicate and white, even the thin pink nails on the fingertips were as smooth as jade, and they looked half injured.

Ye Jing glanced at him and snorted, "It's better than your sister-in-law who only holds books in her hand."

"Take a closer look." Ye Mian pushed his right hand towards his brother's eyes again, and said with a pouted mouth, "My two fingers are already calloused!"

"Oh?" Ye Jing didn't answer.

Ye Mian lay down, hugged Ye Jing's neck, and said pitifully, "Brother, I still have more than 300 articles to copy..."

"Ah."

"If you keep copying, your brother's hand will be fractured, and you will have a headache in the future, and no one will rub it for you."

Ye Jing rubbed the delicate and smooth knuckles of Ye Mian's right index finger and middle finger, and snorted coldly: "I made such a big circle just to avoid laziness."

Ye Mian took his hand back and groaned, "I can't feel it. I'm afraid I suffered an internal injury. Don't mention Mencius now. When Mr. Zhuangzi was mentioned in front of him, I felt a dull pain in my fingers."

Ye Jing laughed softly, and said after a while: "Okay, don't be poor, you send the copies you copied to Bihua Pavilion tomorrow, and if you copy them carefully, I will spare you this time."

Ye Mian screamed in his heart, but said cautiously: "Then my monthly money and my money box..."

"Ok?"

"These days my brothers and I go to restaurants less often. We used to take turns to be hosts. Now I don't have half of my body, so why should I keep eating other people's food?" Ye Mian sighed and said miserablely: "Last night On the way back home, I wanted to eat delicious donkey meat just out of the pan on the street, so Feng Jin took two Wen and bought it for me."

Ye Jing's chest trembled slightly, and she stretched out her hand to caress Ye Mian's back, "I just want to return it to you, maybe let me sleep?"

"Is there no other compensation?" Ye Mian raised his head.

"It's too little." Ye Jing said calmly with her eyes closed.

Ye Mian pursed his lips, "Today I went to Qinan Courtyard. Lu Lizheng took a bunch of small golden rice dumplings in his hand, saying that his uncle gave him to play with. I like it, so I want it too."

"I'm going to find your uncle."

"My uncle didn't punish me for copying Mencius and deduct my monthly payment."

"Tomorrow, someone will call a bank for you."

Ye Mian finally smiled, and hugged Ye Jing's neck tightly, "Thank you brother!"

Ye Jing only gave a soft "um", Ye Mian saw that he was going to sleep, so she also found a comfortable position to lie down, and just about to close her eyes, she heard Ye Jing say, "Have someone come in and put out the candles .”

Ye Mian didn't move, Ye Jing waited for a moment and opened his eyes to look at him, "What's wrong?"

Ye Mian hesitated and said, "Brother, can you keep the candle alive? I'm afraid of the dark these days."

Ye Jing was stunned there, "Am I still afraid here?" After thinking about it, he frowned and said, "I wanted to ask you when I first came in, why did you stop and the hall is still brightly lit, it's because of fear black?"

Ye Mian was a little embarrassed, and after talking for a long time, he finally gave up on himself and said, "I was not so afraid before, and I blamed that Rongnan County King, who tricked me into telling me the story of the ghost bride, and today I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see Ang Qing Elder brother worships and gets married..."

"You don't like these ghost stories. You just don't listen to them. You are so clever on weekdays. Why don't you understand the truth."

Ye Mian said angrily: "I don't want to hear it, but he pinned me on the bed, and I can't escape!"

"On the bed?" Ye Jing half stood up.

Ye Mian nodded and said angrily: "That man was full of bad water, and he asked his servants to take all the candles out. It was so dark, and he was very strong. He hugged me, and I couldn't break free. "

Ye Jing opened her sleepy eyes wide, with a sharp look on her brows, "He's holding you?"

Speaking of this, Ye Mian was really aggrieved, and simply learned what happened before from Ye Jing, and complained: "I told you before that it was Zhuang Jue who kept troubling me, but you Don't believe me, just let me not cause trouble."

Ye Jing looked at Ye Mian carefully twice from top to bottom, and asked, "Is that Zhuang Jue fourteen this year?"

Ye Mian felt uncomfortable seeing his brother's eyes, stroked his arm and nodded, "It's a year older than me."

Ye Jing closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. She only felt that her head hurt even more, and she lay down again after a long time, "Sleep, I will let him stay away from you in the future."

Ye Mian was a little worried, "He has a bad temper, bro..."

"No problem," Ye Jing said indifferently, and personally called the maid who was on guard outside to put out the candles.

Ye Mian's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to complain, Ye Jing reached out and hugged him, patted him on the back, and coaxed softly: "How can a man be afraid of the dark, this problem will start to be corrected today, tomorrow we will let five Brother will come to Baofeng Courtyard to sleep with you for a few days, if you are still terribly afraid, please tell me."

"Oh," Ye Mian replied obediently.

"There seems to be something I want to give you," Ye Jing raised Ye Mian's wrist.

"Ok?"

Ye Mian only felt a slight itching on his wrist, and then something was tied, and he touched it with his hand. It was a string with two small round beads falling on it.

"It's multicolored thread," Ye Jing chuckled, "You'll bring it with you at the Dragon Boat Festival before you were ten years old, remember?"

Ye Mian touched the rope and shook his head.

"This is also called colorful longevity thread. There is a saying to exorcise evil spirits, avoid plague and protect longevity. It should have been brought to you before the sun rises in the morning, but I couldn't come back in time. Now you are afraid of those dirty things. Don't pay much attention to that much, just take it with you."

A trace of warmth surged up in Ye Mian's chest, and he rubbed the longevity thread in his hand, but he said: "For a box of glutinous rice dumplings, I will give you five colored thread in return. Mr. Duanhua is too good at business."

Ye Jing sneered: "You picked up a box of glutinous rice dumplings from the kitchen of the public school, and you cheated into sending back a bunch of rice dumplings made by Jin Zi. How dare you say I'm stingy."

Ye Mian kept laughing and giggling, and said in dissatisfaction: "I would like to go outside to buy you some good Dragon Boat Festival gifts, but what can I do if you take away the money box?"

Ye Jing was very sleepy, too lazy to bicker with him like a childish ghost, so she just slapped his butt hard to make him quiet.

Ye Mian and Ye Jing have been awkward these days, but now that they have opened their knots, their whole bodies are moistened like warm water, their nerves are gradually relaxed, and their sleepiness rises, smelling the fragrance of grass and trees on his brother's neck, like the orchid, Finding a comfortable position, he soon fell asleep.