Advise Qingshan

Ye Zhuo didn't sleep well on the bed, he slowed down, only to feel a splitting headache, so he sat up with his head propped up, and went outside to get some air.

Although this painting boat has a guest room, it is still a place to have fun, drink wine and sing songs. The singing downstairs is faint, and Ye Zhuo tilted his ears. His mind was muddled, so he asked casually, "What is this singing about?"

The waiter explained to him, "My lord, the song I sang is "Teaching Longevity". This song means 'tie hair and give longevity'."

"It is said that the fairy king rose from the city of Linjiang on the clouds, saw the beautiful face of the girl who washed the yarn beside the Zhang River, and invited the girl to travel the mountains and rivers and spend a long life together."

Linjiang has a miracle of the immortal king here, the common people believe this, and today is their birthday of the immortal king, the obscene words and pornographic songs have to have two cents of the name of the immortal king to be popular, Ye Zhuo reckoned that the songs sung in this kind of romantic occasion , that is to say, it is not interesting to replace the Jin Ping Meili Ximen Qing and other characters with him Ye Zhu, and I will go back after hearing a few words.

However, he hadn't reached the door yet, but the more he heard something was wrong.

The singing downstairs is lingering, Xiaosheng, who plays the role of the fairy, has already sung "The girl is born beautiful, why bother to be trapped in the world, why don't you go to Wushan." This kind of hint is obvious. The two sentences of ah indicate that the battle is fierce.

However, Huan Sha Nu paused for a moment, and suddenly showed distress, "It's just that I have no immortal bones. I heard that my sisters are all good-looking. If I am like this, I am afraid that the Immortal Monarch will be tired soon!"

Ye Zhuo paused while drinking tea.

He recruited Xiao Er, "Why do you still have a sister?"

Xiaoer wiped off his sweat, "You don't know, there are 32 pieces of Xianjun's songs, and each piece has a heroine, so naturally there is a sister."

Before he had time to be speechless, the little student hurried forward to wipe it "It's okay," he held the girl's head affectionately, "Huan'er, I'll take you as my 28th concubine.

When Huan'er heard this affectionate confession, she was already moved to tears.

Although Ye Zhuo was quite drunk, he was still terrified by this line. He supported his head and sat down in an elegant seat on the second floor.

Wen Xing saw him from a distance, he splashed water and just turned in through the window.

Ye Zhuo was in a daze, and when he saw Wen Xing, he leaned against him and asked him, "Where did you go?"

Wen Xing supported him, and said vaguely, "Help me, it's windy at night, go back to your room."

He grabbed Ye Jue's arm and helped him back to the room. As soon as Ye Jue got on the bed, he hugged the quilt and rolled aside, but Wen Xing wanted to ask clearly. Beside the bed, lips opened and closed several times, the words rolled to his mouth, but inexplicably felt two points of fear, so he could only pull the quilt for Ye Zhuo, lowered his eyes, and mumbled to "quick sleep."

He ran away in the middle of the night, and the reason was vague. He wanted to speak many times but didn't explain it. Ye Zhu thought to himself, "I'm so drunk, and you don't take care of me." So long?"

Wen Xing was restless, "It's... the birthday of Xianjun, I went shopping for a while."

He co-authored and threw him there, a drunk, for Xianjun's birthday.

The old vinegar in Ye Zhuo's stomach started to pan sour again, he became angry when he heard Ye Chongning's name, he sat up, "Did you hear the opera below?"

Wen Xing shook his head and said, "No." He sat down, pressed Ye Zhuo's cool hand into the quilt, and said softly, "What did you sing?"

But Ye Zhuo didn't return to him, he showed his hands in rebellion, and messed up a large piece of clothes, and said, "Xianjun's birthday... I have never asked, do you like Chongning Xianjun very much?"

Wen Xing showed a hint of surprise, and said, "I like it very much..." He lowered his eyebrows, "Will it bother you?"

Ye Zhuo didn't know that the tendon was wrong, so he became angry for no reason, hating that iron could not be made into steel, pinching a small piece of flesh on his cheek, suddenly became angry, and said bitterly, "Then you should go down and listen Listen, he has 28 concubines!"

Wen Xing froze in place.

He was dazed for a while, as if he suddenly figured out something, and threw aside all the demeanor and bullying Saixue, and asked quickly, "What does this mean."

There was a bit too much soy sauce and vinegar in dinner, which made Ye Zhuo's mouth taste sour, and he was annoyed, "What do you mean by me?"

"Room 28!"

Wen Xing's two slender eyebrows were tangled together, and he stared at Ye Zhu for a long time. After a while, he seemed to understand, and suddenly smiled at him, some seemed to be coquettish, and some seemed to be flattering, and asked, " Xianjun has 28 rooms, what about you?"

The beautiful lying silkworm laughed again.

Seeing him laughing, Ye Zhu became even more angry. He even pulled his cheeks with both hands, and gritted his teeth, "Why do you compare me with Xianjun? I'm not some trash who married a 28-room house. Can you exchange it without deceit?"

Wen Xing held down his hand that was pulling out, and got closer to him, blinking, he was being pulled to the ground, he couldn't speak clearly, and mumbled "it hurts."

Ye Zhu let go of his hand as if he had been scalded.

In his memory, Wen Xing didn't seem to have ever cried out for pain. Whether it was because of the disordered aura on Mount Yi at that time, or the chaos in Yingzhou Palace in the East China Sea, the most serious thing for him was just a muffled groan in his throat. Thinking that he couldn't help screaming in pain, he must have struck too hard, hesitated for a moment, then raised his finger and rubbed the flushed cheek, saying, "I'm sorry."

Wen Xing shook his head, he was originally sitting on the side of the bed in a regular manner, but now he was half kneeling on the bed, so he simply lay down next to Ye Zhuo, and asked him, "Why do you think... I like Chongning?" Xianjun?"

Ye Zhu muttered, "It's obvious." He turned his back to Wen Xing, and then he was angry, "You usually stay in the inn, and you don't sleep with me very much, but you slept happily with Immortal Chongning at Yingzhou Palace in the East China Sea that night." ah."

Wen Xing blinked, straightened up, and wanted to turn him over, but he shook Ye Jue's shoulder, and Ye Jue didn't move at all, and even said, "Don't move around, I'm already asleep."

Wen Xing had no choice but to say softly, "I prefer to sleep with you." The corners of his mouth have been raised since the beginning, and he couldn't suppress it, as if he had some great happy event, he gestured to Ye Zhu's back for a long time, touching Ye Zhu carefully After a while, seeing that he didn't respond, he asked, "Can I hug you?"

Ye Zhuo froze for a moment, moved towards his direction, stuck to his arm, and said, "It's up to you."

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Zhuo woke up from a hangover, and found that the tassels he had been carrying in his pocket somehow ran to the pillow. Feeling guilty, he grabbed them and put them away before he dared to look back at Wen Xing.

Wen Xing woke up early and got out of bed to change his clothes. He was very bold when he went to bed last night, but now he held back and sat upright to tie his belt.

Ye Zhu retracted into the quilt and looked at him quietly, Wen Xing just caught Ye Zhu's sight from the corner of his eye, so his hands became more and more flustered, trembling uncontrollably, unexpectedly he couldn't even tie the simplest knot, Ye Zhuo took over the job and lowered his head to help him tie his clothes.

Usually, Ye Zhuo also helped him tie the belt. In the part that was invisible in the dream, Ye Jue even tied a ball head on his head, but at that time, the clothes of both of them were neat, just like ordinary teachers in the world. He and his disciples, but now they are lying on the same bed, and Ye Zhuo leaning over like this makes people think of a couple who raise their eyebrows for no reason.

He swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling, and asked him "Yesterday, do you remember?"

Ye Zhuo lowered his head, unable to see his expression, he tied a bow tie chicly, and asked Wen Xing, "What do you say?"

——That’s why I don’t remember.

Wen Xing didn't know whether he wanted Ye Zhuo to remember, but when he heard this, he was slightly relieved, but at the same time felt a little sad, and said, "It's nothing."

Then, he put on his shoes and was about to get up, but Ye Jue hadn't let go of his hand, the belt fell apart as soon as he moved.

Ye Zhuo held him down, "Don't move, I'll tie it up before moving."

However, sleeping in one place like this, with loose belts for Xianjun to tie, Wen Xing really couldn't bear it. From this angle, Xianjun lowered his head slightly, and the drooping neck can be seen from the upper part of the back, and the fine eyelashes Cover the eyes.

Wen Xing didn't dare to look at him, grabbed the belt of his clothes, trying to pull the clothes back.

Ye Zhuo held him down again, and he got closer and closer, almost close to Wen Xing, and said without thinking, "Actually, my wine taste is very good."

Wen Xing "!!!"

Ye Zhu seemed to have caught Wen Xing's clothes, he smoothed every wrinkle carefully, but refused to raise his head.Wen Xing took a deep breath, lowered his trembling voice, and asked him, "What do you mean?"

Ye Ju said, "I drink non-stop."

So he tied it up, and suddenly put his head on Wen Xing's shoulder blades, the two cuddled together, Ye Zhuo said, "I..."

He suddenly couldn't take it anymore.

In fact, Ye Zhu has imagined this scene many times. Like those gentlemen who wrote scripts, he has carefully considered every sentence he should say when he confesses. He thinks that if he wants to confess to Wen Xing on Qiushan, it must be In the season when the grapes are ripe, Qiongxian's drunken fragrance will overflow the whole mountain. He will say a lot of things, and he will learn from the most romantic and affectionate talents. If Wen Xing agrees, he will choose the identity of the fairy. If he disagreed, he would just wait for this matter and go to Chunshan Town at the foot of the mountain to be a wealthy idler.

Even when he was in Yingzhou Palace, he wrote many, many drafts. He wanted to say, as Ye Chongning, I have lived enough in this life. This world is thousands of miles away, with snow, moon and wind and flowers, I thought I would lose all my cultivation, and I would not feel regretful, but I counted as missing you.

These words are exquisite and beautiful, and they are brilliant enough in any story book, but at this time, Ye Zhu found out that he has a reputation of being a romantic, but he can't say any rhetoric, and finally he can only choke out a sentence .

"Don't be my teacher anymore, you never taught me how to learn swords anyway."

"Would you like to be my Taoist companion?"

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