Dust is cold

Because the second prince had ordered that if the prince's old friend came to visit today, the guards were not allowed to stop him if he wanted to travel or entertain guests, so Yu Wuchen took Yan Qinghan away from the imperial city very easily.

Where to go after leaving the city, Yu Wuchen was a little hesitant. The journey back to Yukong Pavilion was too long, and he couldn't wait. It was close to Yan Qinghan's other garden, but he couldn't explain it to the guards, and he didn't want to go to the inn...he struggled for a while However, Yu Wuchen brought Yan Qinghan down on a small hill, found a piece of dense grass, and gently put him down.

"I'll wipe..." Someone behind quietly sighed: "I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade!"

After the words came, the person stepped on his feet: "Brother Yu!"

Yu Wuchen was taken aback. Didn't he lose his mind by drinking to go crazy? Someone was so close that he didn't notice it?

"Brother Yu, don't be upset!" The visitor raised his hands: "I mean it well!"

Yu Wuchen looked at him and said nothing, Wu Yibai, it is impossible to avoid his own perception with his cultivation base!

"Brother Yu!" Wuyi smiled knowingly: "I can avoid your perception, I naturally used a special method, this method is not for outsiders, and it is not the focus at this moment!"

"Oh?" Yu Wuchen smiled, "Then what's the point at this moment?"

"I'm here to solve problems for Brother Yu!" Wu Yi smiled.

"How to say?" Yu Wuchen was puzzled.

"Excuse me..." Wuyi Bai pointed to Prince Yanhuai who was on the ground, "You're planning to stay here..."

Yu Wuchen was a little embarrassed, there was something wrong with this matter, he was in a feverish moment, and he wasn't fully prepared.

"Tsk tsk!" Wuyi Bai was stunned: "Brother Yu, you don't need to care about the status of the prince, but this is the first time... not so good!"

Yu Wuchen's old face blushed, but since Wuyibai had already told the truth, he didn't hide it anymore: "What's the ninth prince's opinion?"

Wu Yibai smiled and stretched out his hand and pointed: "There is a manor two hundred miles away over there, which is my private property, so let me give it to Brother Yu as a congratulatory gift!"

Yu Wuchen was a little hesitant. It is not uncommon for Wuyibai to have private property in Yanhuai. It is common for families to communicate with each other or have various private needs. It is also common to buy private property in other countries, but...

"You made such a big move," Yu Wuchen looked at him, "You want to..."

"Yu Wuchen!" Wuyi laughed in vain: "Great ceremony? Are you so vulgar? Or is there something on your mind that you don't care about?"

By the way, he also glanced at Yan Qinghan who was lying on the ground.

"I..." Yu Wuchen was speechless.

"Alas!" Wuyi sighed, "It's really not easy to gain Mr. Yu's trust!"

Yu Wuchen didn't evade either: "It's better to be clear about some things!"

"Yes!" Wuyi smiled a little helplessly: "But Brother Yu, are you sure you want to tell me now?"

Yu Wuchen was a little depressed, it was indeed a problem...

"It's a long story, so it's not good to keep Prince Qinghan waiting for a long time?" Wuyi couldn't hold back the corners of his lips with a white smile: "Well, I won't give you the manor. Let's talk, Brother Yu, do you think it's okay?"

Yu Wuchen also smiled, and the corners of his lips could not fall: "Thank you so much!"

Wu Yibai didn't say much anymore, he should drive Jianguang first and lead the way.

Flying not far away, there was indeed a neat courtyard. Wu Yibai landed in the courtyard, and a man immediately flashed out from behind the screen, kneeling on his knees with a ukulele in his hand, obeying the instructions.

Wu Yibai stretched out his hand and pressed a few times on the piano he was holding, and there was a buzzing sound. The attendant immediately bowed his head, got up and bowed in the direction of Yu Wuchen before going down.

Wu Yibai turned around and smiled, and asked Yu Wuchen to enter the hall: "Brother Yu, I'll let them tidy up a little later. Is there any sleeping hall here that has been used? It's all clean, I just hope it won't be abandoned!"

Yu Wuchen nodded, not being polite, he took Yan Qinghan in first, and put him in an armchair.

Wu Yibai glanced at it, and Yu Wuchen covered Yan Qinghan's face with a mask on the road, but he still didn't intend to take it off at the moment.

"Don't wrong Prince Qinghan!" Wuyi Bai sighed: "There are only three servants here, all of whom are deaf and dumb, and their eyesight is inconvenient. Brother Yu, don't worry!"

Yu Wuchen glanced at him, and took off the mask on Yan Qinghan's face.Just when the servant came out holding the qin, he thought it was Wuyi Bai Fengya, but it turned out that the qin was used for communication. This legendary waste prince is not simple, and his methods are really ruthless and neat.

After a few words, there was a humming sound from the side of Wuyi's white seat, and he stood up with a smile: "The bedroom is ready, brother Yu please!"

The sleeping hall was well prepared, almost too thoughtful, not to mention the bed, tables and chairs, a set of bedclothes and medicines, and there is a hot spring behind the sleeping hall, it is simply... an excellent place.

Yu Wuchen checked it once, set up the restriction, and took Yan Qinghan directly to the hot spring.

After helping Yan Qinghan remove his outer robe and soaking it in the water, Yu Wuchen unlocked his acupoints.

Yan Qinghan's eyelids twitched, and his crow-colored eyelashes trembled slightly. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were a little dazed. He stared straight ahead for a while, then suddenly straightened his back, and quickly turned his head. Yu Wuchen's face.

Yan Qinghan was startled at first, but immediately turned calm. He lowered his head to look at himself without any trace, and then looked around: "This is... Yukong Pavilion?"

Yu Wuchen stared at him without speaking.

"I didn't!" Yan Qinghan lowered his head: "I didn't want to marry Princess Wuyi...!"

There were still a few finger marks on his cheeks, which had turned blue-purple.

"Well, I know!" Yu Wuchen reached out to help him smooth his long hair behind his ears: "Does it still hurt?"

"Huh?" Yan Qinghan was taken aback.

Yu Wuchen pulled him into his arms with force.

Yan Qinghan hesitated for a moment, but instead of hiding, he raised his face and looked at him suspiciously.

Yu Wuchen smiled and rubbed his face with his fingertips.

The corner of Yan Qinghan's mouth twitched, but he didn't answer, it hurts, how could it not hurt.

"I'm sorry!" Yu Wuchen kissed his hair: "I... drank some wine!"

Yan Qinghan buried her head on the side of his neck and didn't move for a long time.Yu Wuchen didn't move, and patted his shoulder with his fingers.

***

"Wuyibai, where is this?" Le Yugui looked around as soon as he landed.

Yan Qingyu who followed hurriedly bowed his hands and saluted: "Ninth Prince!"

"Prince Qingyu!" Wu Yibai returned a salute: "Please feel free!"

Then he grabbed Le Guigui: "What do you want to see? I'll accompany you to see it!"

"Where's Yu Wuchen?" Le Yugui asked, "Didn't you say you're here?"

Wuyi Bai smiled: "Of course he is with Prince Qinghan, how inconvenient it is for you to go now!"

"Shall we go peeping?" Le Gui enthusiastically suggested, saying it was peeping, but his voice didn't drop.

Wu Yibai glanced in the direction of the bedroom, thinking that even if Yu Wuchen's cultivation level is... he should be able to hear the words of being happy to return, but there was no reaction at all.

"What are you looking at?" Le Yue Gui tugged at him: "It's okay for him to hear, what level of them are there that I haven't seen?"

"Oh?" Wuyi Bai looked at him with interest: "Brother Yu still has this hobby?"

"Aren't you all indifferent to this?" Le Yue rolled his eyes.

"Us?" Wu Yibai stared at him closely and asked.

"It's you!" Le Yugui smiled: "Anyway, I have something to say!"

"So that's how it is! There are people who don't avoid their servants!" Wuyi laughed in vain: "But Brother Yu isn't that kind of person, is he? Besides, Prince Qinghan probably doesn't have such a temperament either!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Le Yue ran back to the dormitory where Wuyi Bai watched: "He will make the mosaic by himself at critical times!"

A little further away, he said while laughing again, but Wu Yibai didn't hear clearly, so he hurriedly caught up with him a few steps: "What did you say?"

"Is it this way?" Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Le Yugui naturally refused to say it again, and turned around to greet Yan Qingyu: "The second prince is together?"

Yan Qingyu waved his hands and went into the palace by himself. He came here to worry about Yan Qinghan, spying on others... Even if it wasn't for that kind of thing, he couldn't do it.

"Yugui!" Wu Yibai dragged him towards the main hall: "Brother Yu and Prince Qinghan are guests here, so you should give me some kindness as the master..."

***

dorm.

"Asleep?" Yu Wuchen stroked Yan Qinghan's hair.

"No!" Yan Qinghan sat up and rubbed his eyes with his palm.

Although Yan Qinghan avoided his sight by rubbing his eyes, Yu Wuchen still noticed that the corners of his eyes were a little red, and felt distressed for a while, so he raised his hand to use spiritual power to melt away the bruise on his face: "It won't happen in the future!"

"En!" Yan Qinghan responded softly.

"Are you tired?" Yu Wuchen asked, it should be midnight by now, he is fine, but Yan Qinghan has been busy all day.

"A bit!" Yan Qinghan raised his head and looked around: "Where is this?"

"A manor in Wuyibai!"

"Wuyi Bai?" Yan Qinghan was startled: "He..."

"I don't know what he wants to do!" Yu Wuchen frowned: "But it doesn't matter, if you like this place, I can accept his as well!"

"No!" Yan Qinghan shook his head: "Shall we go back?"

Yu Wuchen didn't speak, Yan Qinghan turned his head inquiringly, Yu Wuchen slowly moved up to kiss the corner of his lips.

Yu Wuchen kissed very gently, neither anxious nor impatient, and licked delicately, with his hands wandering around the side of his neck.

"Yu Wuchen!" Yan Qinghan held his restless hand, and suddenly remembered Yu Wuchen's words before the acupoints were tapped, and his breathing trembled slightly.