I have the beauty of the villain's love

I don't know when this reception banquet will be held, Xiao Shiqing looked and looked at Zhou Lang who was drunk on Linghu Yin's lap, gritted his teeth and walked to Linghu Yin's side, "General."

Linghu Yin had just finished drinking a bowl of wine, and the smile on his face hadn't stopped when he was talking to others, "Huh?"

"Master Zhou is drunk." Xiao Shiqing said, "I'll send him back to rest."

Linghu Yin looked down at Zhou Lang who was lying on his lap.

There were a group of warriors at the banquet, so it was really inappropriate for Zhou Lang to stay here.Linghuyin wanted to send someone to send Zhou Lang back after the banquet was over, but now that he heard Xiao Shiqing's proposal, he agreed after a little thought, "That's fine."

Xiao Shiqing was overjoyed, and went forward to help Zhou Lang who was leaning on Linghuyin's body.

When Zhou Lang got up, he couldn't stand still, and he was about to fall back. Linghuyin was about to raise his hand to catch him, but Xiao Shiqing had already wrapped his arms around Zhou Lang's waist, and supported him.

Linghu Yin withdrew his hand silently.

Xiao Shiqing saw that Zhou Lang was quite drunk and had no intention of staying for long, so he left with Zhou Lang supported after he resigned.When Zhou Lang just drank, the wine poured into his sleeve was still not dry. When Xiao Shiqing helped his arm, he touched his wet sleeve.He was going to touch Zhou Lang's sleeve, but he didn't want to grab Zhou Lang's arm.

Unlike the man Kong Wu's arm, Zhou Lang's arm is slender and can be grasped with one palm.Xiao Shiqing held it in his hand for a while, and then suddenly let go as if electrocuted.

When Xiao Shiqing helped him, he held his shoulders with one hand, Zhou Lang's half body was embedded in his arms, Zhou Lang came out from inside, blowing the wind, his drunkenness subsided a bit, and he raised his hand to push him away.Xiao Shiqing thought that he was going to fall, so he hugged him even tighter.

Linghu Yin drank a few more glasses of wine at the banquet, and suddenly stood up.

Others were surprised, "General!"

Linghu Yin waved his hands, "Go ahead, I'll come as soon as I go." After saying that, he chased Xiao Shiqing out.

Xiao Shiqing supported Zhou Lang before he walked not far away, Linghuyin called to stop him, "General Xiao Lang—" After calling him, Linghuyin chased after him, "Go back to the table, I will send him back. "He took Zhou Lang from Xiao Shiqing's arms without saying anything.

Xiao Shiqing looked at Linghu Yin, then lowered his head after a long time, "Yes."

After Linghu Yin received him, he didn't support him like Xiao Shiqing did, but simply hugged Zhou Lang who couldn't even stand still.

Xiao Shiqing watched Linghu Yin leave, feeling hard to understand.

Linghuyin hugged Zhou Lang and walked for a while. Zhou Lang who was leaning against his arms suddenly struggled, and then suddenly spat out while rubbing his chest.He didn't have time to eat all night, his stomach was full of wine, and when he came out, he vomited out all the wine.Linghu Yin couldn't make a move, so he stood and waited for Zhou Lang to finish vomiting.

After Zhou Lang vomited for a while, he fell asleep again.Linghuyin hugged Zhou Lang, but he didn't send Zhou Lang back to his yard, because Zhou Lang lived in a remote place, and he came out halfway at this time, it was really hard to leave for too long, so he directly sent Zhou Lang to his yard nearby , I want to send someone to send him back tomorrow after he rests for a night.

Chang Qing, who was on duty, was startled when he saw Linghu Yin coming back early, and was even more surprised to be speechless when he saw that he was still holding someone in his arms.

Zhou Lang was leaning against Linghu Yin's arms with his face crooked, but Chang Qing didn't recognize him for a moment, "General, he is—"

"Changqing, go get some ginseng tea to relieve the hangover." Linghu Yin didn't answer, just ordered, and carried Zhou Lang into his room.

His residence was larger than the rooms in other courtyards, and the bed was much larger. After he put Zhou Lang on his bed, Changqing just outside the door brought ginseng tea in.

"Feed him, I still have something to do." Linghuyin was about to pass by now.

After Chang Qing agreed, Linghu Yin left.Changqing held the ginseng tea and sat on the side of the bed. Only then did he see Zhou Lang's face clearly. His eyes froze for a while before he helped Zhou Lang up and fed him ginseng tea one by one.

Zhou Lang woke up after taking a few sips, but when he opened his eyes, he saw Changqing.

"Master Zhou is awake."

"Where is this?" Zhou Lang only remembered that he was drunk at the banquet.

"This is the General's residence."

Zhou Lang thought for a while, then guessed that he was drunk, and Linghuyin sent him over to rest.

Changqing's spoon was brought to his mouth again, Zhou Lang didn't want to drink it, so he turned his head away.

"Why didn't Master Zhou stop drinking?"

"It's hard to drink." The ginseng tea smelled like herbs.

"This is for you to hangover." What can you expect to drink for hangover tea.

"I don't want to drink."

"Don't drink it if you don't want to drink it." Hearing what Zhou Lang said, Changqing no longer forced him, and put aside the half-drunk ginseng tea.

Zhou Lang didn't believe that Changqing would be so eloquent, so he was a little suspicious for a while.

"Why is Mr. Zhou looking at me like that?" Changqing should have gone out at this time, but looking at Zhou Lang's guarded eyes, he didn't want to leave so soon.

"Look at the flower growing on your face."

Changqing was taken aback for a moment, and really raised his hand to caress his face.

Zhou Lang didn't expect him to listen to this teasing, so he couldn't help but smile.

Changqing put down his hands, "Young Master Zhou is still in the mood to joke, it seems that he has really sobered up."

"Yeah, it's still thanks to your ginseng tea." Zhou Lang said half-truthfully.

"Young master Zhou is sober, let's go to rest early." Changqing was very stupid, and obviously wanted to say a few more words to Zhou Lang, but in the end he abducted here again.

Fortunately, Zhou Lang is not sleepy now, and he is sober again, and now he is very excited, "Why do you sleep so early?"

"What does Mr. Zhou want to do?" Chang Qing saw Zhou Lang's sly look, and his heart moved slightly.

"Come here." Zhou Lang hooked his fingers, and Changqing walked over.

"Can you play chess?"

Changqing shook his head, "No."

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Zhou Lang is also very boring now, and there is nothing else to do at night, "You go and get a chessboard."

Linghuyin did have a chessboard, but it was a gift from someone else and kept in the study. When Zhou Lang said he wanted it, Changqing just thought about it for a while and took it.

Zhou Lang helped the bed to get up, and he just woke up from the wine, his body was still a little fluttering, he walked to the table, spread the chessboard, gave Changqing the white pieces, and took the black pieces himself.

"There are 19 vertical and horizontal straight lines on the chessboard, and the straight lines form 361 intersections. The chess pieces walk on the intersections." Zhou Lang dropped a piece to demonstrate to Changqing, and when he saw it clearly, he picked up the chess piece again, " You can't move after placing a piece, and the one with the most surrounding land wins. The rule on the chessboard has always been black first, white second, but if you don't know how, I will let you make the first move."

Changqing looked at the chessboard in front of him, listened to Zhou Lang explain the rules, and thought about it for a while before he hesitated to make a move.

Zhou Lang followed closely.

Changqing is not a complicated person, his chess moves are straightforward like a human being, and Zhou Lang makes every move effortlessly.The farther you go to the back, the slower Changqing's pieces fall, and sometimes it takes a long time to think about falling a piece.

Zhou Lang liked to see other people thinking hard, so he didn't urge Changqing to look at him with his chin resting on his hands.

Unknowingly, he has been playing chess for two hours, and this game of Changqing has not yet settled, "I lost."

He has lost five in a row.

"It's okay, it's your first time playing chess." Zhou Lang comforted him like this every time, and every time he besieged Changqing's white pieces to death.

Changqing raised his head and saw the smile on Zhou Lang's face. He didn't understand chess, and he couldn't play chess. To him, winning or losing was very indifferent. Once he lost, he felt that Zhou Lang in front of him Be happy.In the end, he could have placed fifty sons, but he only landed thirty.

Zhou Lang saw Chang Qing staring at him unblinkingly, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and his handsome face became a little glamorous because of this action, "Why, you are not reconciled to losing?"

No, he was willing to lose every hand.

The candlelight in front of him reflected on Zhou Lang's face, dyeing the tails of his upper eyes even more peachy.

Changqing picked up the white pieces on the chessboard, "One more."

Zhou Lang was also in high spirits, as if winning or losing on the chessboard could vent his anger.But in this game, the two only dropped one piece, and Changqing suddenly stood up.

Zhou Lang held the sunspot in his hand and hadn't dropped it yet, "What's wrong?"

"The general is back."

After Changqing finished speaking, he pushed the door open and went out.Zhou Lang followed Changqing out, and when the two of them came out of the room, they realized that the sky had become hazy at some point.

The yard was empty.

"Where is the general?"

Before Zhou Lang finished speaking, the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the yard, and several soldiers on duty supported Linghu Yin back.

Linghuyin really drank too much that night. He was so drunk that he needed someone to help him to walk.

"General!" Seeing Linghu Yin, Chang Qing went up to him to help him.

Linghu Yin lowered his head, his clothes were being hugged, his upper body was exposed, his back was blushing and hot, and he was sweating a lot.

Changqing put Linghu Yin's arm on his neck, and said to those who sent Linghu Yin back, "Go down."

"Yes." The soldiers let go and pushed away.

"Young master Zhou, please hug the general's clothes." Chang Qing said.

Zhou Lang took the clothes over, and the soldiers who sent Linghu Yin back retreated outside the courtyard.

Chang Qing helped Linghu Yin into the room, and Zhou Lang followed.Chang Qing put Linghu Yin on the bed, took a wet towel and came over to wipe Linghu Yin's sweat.

Zhou Lang watched him go about his business alone, "Are you alone in this yard?"

Chang Qing wiped the sweat off Linghu Yin's back, and then went to wipe his arm, "There were originally four, but three generals ordered them to go out to do business."

"Then won't you send some servants over to serve?" Zhou Lang was still puzzled.A dignified general, now he is only served by a servant when he is drunk?

Changqing paused, "The general doesn't like unfamiliar people around."

"why?"

Changqing raised his head and looked at Zhou Lang who was standing beside the bed, "No reason."

Zhou Lang thought that Changqing was perfunctory, and frowned.

In fact, it wasn't that Changqing was perfunctory to him, but that he didn't know what to say at all.Linghu Yin started from leading the army in the battle, and no matter whether he was drunk or asleep, as long as there were strangers around him, he would always be unsteady, and sometimes he would suddenly wake up from his dreams.Sometimes when I wake up, I wake up, but sometimes I will suddenly draw a knife and hurt someone.The general knew it himself, so the weapons in the room were always hidden.

Zhou Lang was still holding Linghu Yin's clothes, which were strongly smelled of alcohol.

"Just put your clothes here." Chang Qing wiped off the hot sweat on Linghu Yin's body, and went out with a copper basin to prepare ginseng tea for sobering up.

Zhou Lang hung the clothes one by one on the screen.

When Chang Qing was about to go out, he suddenly said to Zhou Lang, "Young Master Zhou, stay away from the general." Although the general didn't have any sharp weapons by his side, he couldn't help admonishing Zhou Lang when he saw Zhou Lang in the room.

Before Zhou Lang understood the meaning of this sentence, Changqing had already disappeared outside the door.

Farther away from Linghuyin?

Zhou Lang was still thinking about the meaning of those words, when Linghuyin who was lying on the bed suddenly threw up on the bed, he drank an unknown amount of wine, and what he vomited now was all the wine in his stomach.

The room was full of teeth-stinging retching sounds, and Zhou Lang was inexplicably worried.

Linghu Yin was lying on the bed, and Zhou Lang could see clearly that there were many scars on his crimson back. Those scars had faded over the years, but they criss-crossed his entire back. Looking closely, many wounds started from the shoulder blades. All the way across to his lower back, I don't know what kind of injury caused him to leave such a frightening scar.

Linghu Yin vomited out the contents of his stomach, turned over and fell back on the bed.Zhou Lang saw that his face also started to turn red, and there was a layer of sweat at the corners of his eyes, or the tears he forced out just now when he vomited uncomfortablely.

"Brother, are you alright?"

Zhou Lang asked.

Linghu Yin didn't answer, his eyes were closed tightly, but his breathing was heavy, and his chest heaved violently.

Zhou Lang walked to the bed and looked at Linghu Yin lying on the bed.

During the day, this gentle and majestic general was lying in front of him at this moment, his frowning brows added to his sense of vulnerability.

Zhou Lang raised his hand to push his sweaty hair away from his eyes, but Linghuyin suddenly turned over again, lying on the bed and retching, but this time he couldn't vomit anything.

Zhou Lang stretched out his hand to caress his back, and patted him lightly a few times.

Zhou Lang touched Linghuyin's back, just now Changqing had wiped it once, and now there was another layer of sweat on that back, "If you can't drink, drink less, you still drag me to drink."

Linghu Yin who was lying on the couch suddenly turned his head, his eyes had already been opened.

Zhou Lang was startled by him and was about to back away, but Linghu Yin suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

The drunk Linghu Yin was so strong that he grabbed Zhou Lang's wrist and dragged him onto the bed. Zhou Lang fell on the bed and wanted to sit up, but Linghu Yin pressed his shoulders and pushed him to the bed. Arrived on the bed.

Linghu Yin's eyes were deep and frightening, he lowered his head, almost touching Zhou Lang's forehead.

The distance was very close, and the strong smell of alcohol came to the face.

"Brother...brother?"

Linghu Yin's eyes reflected Zhou Lang's frightened look at the moment, but his eyes were clearly out of focus.

Zhou Lang raised his arm to push Linghu Yin, and Linghu Yin stretched out his other hand to clasp Zhou Lang's five fingers and pressed on the bed, the breathing of the two intertwined.

The drop of sweat or tears from the corner of Linghu Yin's eyes fell on Zhou Lang's face, and then slid down his cheeks onto the bed.

Feeling that the people under him didn't resist any more, Linghu Yin's eyes suddenly closed again, and the hand that was pressing on Zhou Lang's shoulder to restrain him suddenly lost strength, and he fell down.