small rivers and lakes

The inside of the carriage was covered with thick white animal skins, which were stained red with blood. After Zhong Yi got into the carriage, he leaned his back against the wall of the carriage, clenched his teeth tightly, and tiny beads of sweat ooze from his smooth forehead.

"Hold on a bit." Le Wuyou raised her hand to touch the big holes on his legs, and reached out to untie the sweat towel.

Suddenly a hand grabbed his wrist tightly.

Le Wuyou looked up, saw Zhong Yi's handsome face covered in cold sweat, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Yi's pale lips moved, and Le Wuyou leaned his ear: "What did you say?"

I saw this guy grinning and biting his ear, and his narrow voice came into his ears clearly, and he said, "We are in such a hurry to untie my husband's pants before consummating our marriage, how embarrassing..."

Le Wuyou stretched out two fingers: "How can I touch your dumb acupoint?"

Zhong Yi kissed his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Seeing that I have suffered such a serious injury, don't take away this little habit."

"I really can't do anything about you." Le Wuyou glanced at him, and stretched out his hand towards his waist, "The wound must be treated quickly, you are bleeding profusely, don't hurt your vitals..."

Zhong Yi fends off his fingers again.

Le Wuyou glared at him: "Don't make trouble."

"No trouble," Zhong Yi's face was pale from the pain, his forehead and cheeks were covered with beads of sweat, but he still smiled playfully, pushed Le Wuyou's fingers away, and said with a smile, "I have and share the body protection of Calmness, don't worry .”

Le Wuyou's face sank, staring at Zhong Yi's face, he saw that his lips were chapped and his face was pale, only a trace of scarlet remained in his eyes, which clearly hurt to the bone marrow.

Raising his hand to wipe off the sweat on his forehead, he asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you show it to me?"

Zhong Yi rubbed his forehead against his palm, which seemed to have greatly relieved the pain, Yun Danfeng smiled lightly, and said lightly: "Three bloody holes, very ugly, I don't want you to see them."

Le Wuyou froze, and flicked his forehead with his fingers: "Troublesome."

"In your heart, I want to be an omnipotent hero." Zhong Yi is willing to indulge Le Wuyou in everything, but at the moment he is very stubborn, "Turn around and be obedient."

"Fend for yourself." Le Wuyou got up, sat in the corner of the carriage, meditated cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

The galloping carriage swayed slightly, the lights fluttered, and the burning ice flakes of plum blossoms exuded a strong aroma. In the aroma, a trace of bloody smell that could not be concealed became more and more clear.

Jiu Bao sat beside her with her legs crossed, looked at Le Wuyou and then at Zhong Yi, silently untied the hip flask from her waist, and threw it away.

"Good brother." Zhong Yi caught the jug, silently thanked him, uncorked the jug, raised his head and took a sip of wine, the spicy wine burned down the throat, dispelling the cold in his body.

Zhong Yi unbuttoned his pants, revealing the wound on his leg. Just now, Le Wuyou touched his big hole to stop the blood gushing out. At this moment, the three holes were bloody and bloody, shocking.

He tore off a piece of cloth and bit it in his mouth, and poured strong wine on the wound. In an instant, the extreme pain spread along his limbs and bones to his whole body.

Suddenly a heat source approached, Zhong Yi was startled, a warm touch fell on his neck.

Le Wuyou approached silently, knelt on one knee beside him, lowered his head and kissed his throat, the soft tip of his tongue kissed gently on his Adam's apple, Zhong Yi felt that all the blood in his body had gathered in his throat, what pain, what pain, It all disappeared, and there was no other feeling in the whole body, only here, there was an astonishing pleasure.

"Don't..." Zhong Yi spat out the fabric and said hoarsely, "Don't mess around..."

"I did not see."

Le Wuyou's eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth two fingers wide, which made his face look like white calyx. He groped to take out the medicine powder from Zhong Yi's arms and sprinkled it on the wound.

Zhong Yi stared blankly at his movements, seeing that Le Wuyou cleaned the wound, took the clean white cloth handed over by Mr. Wei, wrapped it up carefully, and lifted his robe to cover his legs.

Then he raised his head, the corners of his lips curled up, showing a smile: "Look, the old man didn't see anything."

Zhong Yi couldn't help but raise his hand, stroking his blindfolded black cloth with trembling fingertips, and said with a smile: "Although I didn't see it, you have touched this thigh all over the place. No smelly man has ever touched my thigh before." Woolen cloth……"

"The old man just touched it, how?"

"My mother told me that the first man who touches your thigh will either kill him or marry him." Zhong Yi gradually moved his finger back and touched the cloth knot on the back of his head, "Mr. Le, which one do you choose?" ?”

Le Wuyou smiled and said: "I haven't lived enough, and I don't want to die for the time being, so I have to endure the pain of being dumb, and I will marry you if I can't bear it."

With a movement of Zhong Yi's fingers, the cloth knot was untied, and the black cloth slipped off, revealing a pair of star-like eyes.

The carriage swayed slightly, and the two sat on their knees, looking at each other, and saw bright lights in each other's eyes, and behind the lights, there was another person.

Le Wuyou bowed her head and kissed his lips.

The kiss is instant.

Zhong Yi stretched out his arm, Le Wuyou sat down next to him, the two snuggled together, the air was filled with the aroma of burning borneol.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the swaying carriage stopped. Mr. Wei lifted the curtain, took a look outside, turned around and said with a smile, "Here we are."

When everyone got out of the car, they found that the moon was setting and crowing, and the eaves of a quiet courtyard were exposed in the morning mist.

"This is the other courtyard of the sea and sky," Mr. Wei said. "You can stay here temporarily. There are eight horses guarding it, so you don't need to worry about the Tianxia League chasing and suppressing you."

"Thank you." Everyone said.

Long Yunteng looked down at the broken cloth on Le Wuyou's chest: "Are you injured?"

Le Wuyou wiped the wound, and found that it was healing quietly. He held back the broken skirt, and said with a smile: "It's a small injury, it's okay, brother, don't worry."

"Yeah." Long Yunteng nodded and didn't say any more.

Mr. Wei stepped forward to knock on the door. After a while, the door with black rivets opened silently. The gatekeeper came out yawning. When he saw the crowd, he immediately sobered up, straightened his clothes and bowed down: "The old man pays homage to the Lord."

Long Yunteng responded.

The gatekeeper hurriedly welcomed everyone into the courtyard.

This place is located eighty miles outside of Luoyang City, and it is a hot spring villa. While leading the way, Mr. Wei explained: "There are more than [-] soup pools in the villa, and they are different everywhere. If you have leisure time, you might as well enjoy it. .”

Le Wuyou looked around: "I never knew that big brother had such a good other courtyard before."

Mr. Wei said with a smile: "This place was rewarded by the late emperor for his meritorious service in offering treasures 28 years ago. The lord is not fond of extravagance by nature, so he has never lived here."

Le Wuyou understood that the old city lord he was talking about was his biological father who was put under house arrest by Long Yunteng. Haitian Liancheng was not a simple Jianghu organization. There is Spyker, but no real power, and has always been inextricably linked with the imperial court.

Zhong Yi leaned on Le Wuyou's back, and asked after hearing the words: "What treasure did you offer to get such a big villa?"

Mr. Wei said: "It is said that a beauty was presented."

With Su Yuhen on his back, Jiubao was pricking up his ears to listen to a story, when suddenly he felt his body go stiff on his back, his skinny fingers were strangled into the flesh, and he howled out loudly: "Oh, my mother! Ah, take it easy... Take it easy...you strangled my aunt..."

Su Yuhen came back to his senses quickly, moved his fingers, pinched his throat, and sneered: "Little Jiubao, you talk so much behind my back, are you impatient?"

"Help...help..." Jiubao's face turned pale with fright.

Su Yuhen let go of his hand, the palm of his hand was poisoned by Chang Fengjun with several blood holes, exposing mottled bones, and turned around in front of Jiubao like a demonstration: "I don't know what it looks like with your little face peeled off!" .”

Jiubao trembled: "That must be ugly."

"This seat wants to see."

"I think... you'd better not have such curiosity..." Jiubao was crying, tears were about to burst out.

Su Yu smiled bitterly and touched his face: "Then shut up, it's really annoying that you talk too much to your master."

Jiubao quickly pressed her lips together, wishing she could find a needle and thread to sew her lips together.

Zhong Yi bit her lower lip, feeling as if she had been insulted, pretended she didn't hear anything, cleared her throat, and looked at Mr. Wei: "What beauty did the old Dragon King offer?"

Mr. Wei's eyes flickered with a smile, and he said softly: "It happened decades ago, I'm not very clear about it, but I heard that the late emperor was passionate, so he must not be a great beauty who can't enter the palace."