Tent warm listening to the rain sleep

The Xifeng Pavilion in the Southern Kingdom has produced a well-known figure—a celebrity, with fair skin and beautiful skin, red lips and white teeth, and a pitiful face the size of a palm.

This guy looks good, and he got a good name: Lingyu, Yurunchun bamboo shoots, and his body is as soft as a pool of spring water. After trying it once, it is unforgettable.

Such a top-notch good lady is very stubborn, and sets an unwritten rule - only accept nobles with good reputation.

Your Excellency?Want to live a good life?

What is a nobleman?

Only those who have money and power are noble people. For example, Jing Zhan, the uncle of the little emperor of the Southern Kingdom, not only has money and power, but also holds a heavy army.

Jing Zhan had heard of him long ago when he was fighting abroad, and he was itching to think about him. The top priority of returning home was not to go home and reunite with his beautiful wife, but to impatiently meet him at Xifeng Pavilion.

It is no secret that the regent King Jing Zhan is very masculine in the Southern Kingdom.

"My lord, please wait in the inner room first. According to the rules, you have to measure that place first." Although the little boy in Xifeng Pavilion knew his identity, he still spoke the truth.

Jing Zhan frowned, but did not get angry.He glanced at the inner room expressionlessly, and there were already four men in the room, some were fat and some were thin, some were tall and some were short, good and bad.

It is indeed demeaning to be in the company of their rich locals.

Just when Jing Zhan was in trouble, his wrist was held by a slender hand, which was actually a man's hand!

The voice of the person in front of me was sweet and ethereal: "Lingyu help the prince."

Jing Zhan looked at him in astonishment - dressed in a sky-blue plain gauze dress, his pupils were water-cut, extremely clear, his lips were reddish, and he looked handsome.

Intuition tells Jing Zhan that he is Hongguan Lingyu.

It's clean, it's a pure gentleman.

Noble in front of others, slutty in back - no wonder so many people miss him day and night.

"My lord, please come with me..." Ling Yu didn't wait for him to answer, she descended like a fairy, with her long hair fluttering and her belt fluttering, and led Jing Zhan to the boudoir in the alley.

Lingyu acquiesced in Jing Zhan's heart, so, for the first time, he made an exception to the established rules.

The gauze was removed, the armor was removed, and under the shadow of the red candle, in the light tent, there was a scent of fascination to fuel the flames. The two hugged each other tightly like Siamese twins.

A night of endless spring.

Jing Zhan has been in the entertainment all year round, and has met many top-notch young ladies, all of whom have blatant names, and the same is true when they are in love, so unlike him, at first glance, he looks like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, and he does not like to talk colorfully The obscene words, but the means are in place everywhere, making it unforgettable overnight.

Lingyu, his name is very aura.

After Huanai, Jing Zhan was in a good mood, and it was much more difficult to speak: "Why is it called Lingyu? It doesn't look like a brothel man's name."

Lingyu hugged his arms and laughed a few times, then belched in his ear and said softly: "Because, Lingyu is zero..."

The ambiguous atmosphere made people want to move, Jing Zhan didn't understand, and didn't bother to ask further, the two of them were skin to skin, only covered with a thin layer of silk quilt, it was inevitable that they would "wipe the gun and go off", and it was difficult to stop for a while.

【One】

The spiritual rain is zero.

The spiritual rain is indeed very similar to Jing Zhan's timely rain, falling just right and fascinated him.

Jing Zhan lived with him in Xifeng Pavilion for more than ten years before returning to the palace.

As soon as he entered the door, the butler was overjoyed and hurried to greet him: "My lord, you are finally back. The princess has been looking forward to it for many days."

Jing Zhan didn't respond, took off his cloak and gave it to him, and went straight to the garden.

The small pavilion in the back garden is above a green lake, and a beautiful woman is sitting on the railing, with a cup of tea in her hand that has already cooled down.Her eyes were fixed, staring blankly at the lonely bird in the sunset, until Jing Zhan approached, she realized that she turned and looked at him blankly.

"My lord..."

Jing Zhan looked at her slightly red eyes quietly, which was a bit of an eyesore - she was Jing Zhan Mingmei's wife, the only daughter of Prime Minister Situ Zhong, Situ Lianyi.

Situ Lian said softly, "I'll help you wash up."

Jing Zhan nodded, and walked towards the main wing with his hands behind his back.

Situ Lian followed behind him silently, and the two of them were silent all the way, which was their usual way of getting along.

In the pleasant wing room with sandalwood, as soon as Situ Lian took off his coat for him, he smelled the strange and exotic fragrance on the clothes, and the tears he held back finally fell down.

Since marrying Jing Zhan, she has been a widow, and Jing Zhan treats her indifferently.Only she has a little bit of luck, like a husband-wife stone, hoping that you will return soon.Come to think of it, I am a well-known talented woman in southern China, and many literati and elegant scholars have been in love with her, but I am the only one who is not tempted and wishes to marry Jing Zhan...

All the crimes were done by herself. In order to prevent Jing Zhan from noticing her sadness, she could only quietly wipe away her tears and carefully arrange his clothes.She wanted to take the initiative to stay with Jing Zhan for dinner, but before she could say anything, he flicked his sleeves and left without looking back.

It's heading towards West Wind Pavilion again.

Situ Lianyi's heart suddenly turned cold, and half of her face was gradually covered with water vapor——Jing Zhan was not there, so she didn't need to hide any more.

In the early morning of the second day, Ling Yu was burying his head in eating porridge at a roadside stall, and for no reason there was an extra gorgeously dressed woman sitting next to him.

The visitor is not good.

Ling Yu didn't have time to look at her, so she breathed hot air and just sipped the scalding hot porridge.

"Is it Mr. Lingyu?" The woman was very polite.

Ling Yu ignored it and just ate his own. When the bowl of white porridge was empty, he cleaned up the eight-treasure sweet porridge that had cooled down next to it.After he was full, he wiped his mouth contentedly, and raised his head to look at that woman—the prime minister's only daughter, Situ Lianyi, a talented woman from the Southern Kingdom, and Jing Zhan's first wife.

"Princess looking for me?" Ling Yu asked with a smile.

Situ Lian gritted her teeth, and said straight to the point: "I want to ask you to return my husband to me... I can redeem my body for you, and I can also find a stable place for you for the rest of my life..."

It has to be said that she is a very smart woman, and she grasped the opponent's fate in one blow - freedom, for prostitutes, is simply a fatal temptation, there is no need to be ridden by thousands of people and trampled by thousands of people in the wind and moon field, in exchange for After finding a new place to stay, who knows his dirty past, he naturally lives like an upright person.

But Lingyu was not moved.The corners of his mouth were curved, and he smiled frankly: "I'm not doing it for money."

He smiled so beautifully that even Situ Lian was fascinated by looking at him, no wonder my husband was fascinated by him.

Ling Yu didn't want to talk to her, so she left a few coins and turned around to leave.

"I beg you, my lord, to take pity on me..."

Situ Lian grabbed his sleeves one by one, his voice was already crying.

She is from a famous family, and she is also a princess. How can she come to find a prostitute so humblely to get her husband back in public?

She couldn't sit still more than Ling Yu thought, probably because Jing Zhan was really indifferent to her.Her husband would rather live in a brothel than go home, which is a great irony to her...

"You can't be soft-hearted." A familiar voice lingered in his ears, reminding him all the time.

A moment of hesitation flashed in Ling Yu's eyes, and it was fleeting, before he resolutely pulled her five fingers holding her robe away, stared at her moist eyes and said, "I advise you to stay away from him."

This demonstration was extremely provocative, Situ Lian should have been very angry, but Ling Yu's eyes were firm, and his tone was more like a reminder.

She wasn't stupid, she was alerted immediately - a person's appearance can be deceiving, but the eyes are not. Lingyu's eyes are sharp, with a hint of ruthlessness, which is definitely not what ordinary young ladies have.

Indeed, Lingyu put all his effort into getting Jing Zhan on the list not for money, but just to get rid of his first wife, Situ Lianyi.

However, this is only the first step in the plan.

Jing Zhan went straight to Xifeng Pavilion after the morning court was over, and the court clothes hadn't been changed yet.

"Fu Xianju has a new dish, accompany me to try it."

"My lord, did you forget? I can only eat liquid food." Ling Yu was slowly dressing up in front of the mirror, and did not forget to talk to him.

"How can there be so much attention." Jing Zhan dropped a sentence coldly, took the ivory comb from Lingyu's hand, and as soon as it touched his hand, he suddenly retracted it.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jing Zhan grabbed his wrist, and his face sank immediately: "Who did it?"

I saw that the back of Lingyu's hand was red with dense blisters, and his skin was covered with goosebumps. Jing Zhan just pressed him coldly, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat, and his face was as white as paper.

"I accidentally burned myself..." Lingyu whispered tremblingly.

Jing Zhan frowned, obviously knowing that he was hiding something, winking with the attendants, whispering a few words, and left angrily.

This was the fastest time for Jing Zhan to leave Xifeng Pavilion, but it was enough to prove that Lingyu had completely captured his heart.

Ling Yu applied the pre-prepared plaster, watched Jing Zhan ride his horse to the direction of the palace from a condescending upstairs, and knew that her prediction was right.Inexplicably, Situ Lian's pitiful appearance appeared in his mind... He felt a little sad, he shouldn't have used her selfishly, but he had to.

After about an hour, the sound of Wu Zai's horse's hooves resounded in front of the gate of Xifeng Pavilion.

The last touch of red on the stick of incense in the house was also reduced to ashes.

Jing Zhan was still the same as before, he didn't talk much, and there were some stains on the hem of the light-colored clothes, which seemed to be a woman's rouge and gouache.

However, he did not forget to bring medicine for the burn to Lingyu.

Ling Yu stretched out her hand that was tightly wrapped in gauze, and smiled triumphantly at Jing Zhan: "My lord, is it good-looking?"

"Who bandaged it?" Jing Zhan couldn't help laughing along with him, not to mention that his slender hands were wrapped into pig's trotters, and the bandaging technique was too rough.

"I made it myself. I know it's a bit ugly... This makes my person more beautiful." Lingyu's eloquent teeth were not affected by the injury on his hand, and he still joked happily.

As he said that, he twirled a bright red peony with his other free hand and gestured on his head. He looked eastward and westward at the vanity mirror and put the flower behind his ear, and then beamed at Jing Zhan: "Does it look good?" ?”

He is good-looking, but he is dressed too plainly in blue, and it always feels nondescript with a big red peony.

Jing Zhan took off the flower for him with just one glance, and said flatly, "It's too vulgar."

Ling Yu was unhappy when she heard that, she turned her back to him, and kept her mouth shut.

If it was in the past, he really wouldn't be so presumptuous, daring to show his face directly at the guests.But Jing Zhan is different, in addition to being a happy benefactor, he is also the regent of the southern kingdom, he dotes on himself, just like other kings, he likes the posturing and affectation of beauties.Putting it in the field of entertainment, it has become a means of Lingyu - playing hard to get.

The top card of Xifeng Pavilion is not for nothing, no one knows men better than him.

If not, Jing Zhan came to coax him patiently: "You are the prettiest, how can a vulgar powder match you?" He said and threw the brilliant peonies out of the window, thinking about the dazzling array of beautiful things on the table. As an accessory, he chose a camellia with branches that are white and yellow in color, and put it on a hairpin for him.

Looking at her beautiful self in the bronze mirror, Lingyu smiled again, and tightly held Jing Zhan's hand resting on the hairline.His hands are broad and warm, and due to long-term martial arts practice, there are calluses on the palms and fingertips.

When Jing Zhan left for business, Ling Yu removed the camellia from his head in disgust, and threw it out of the window without looking at it.

Even the white camellia he touched was tainted.

The author has something to say: I turned on the light at the beginning... I understand everything... It's not a lot, just a little bit missing...