Cited too often

Daredevil.Kuang Li Ce is still a young man who has never been crowned, he has a noble status and has always followed the law. Even though his temper is eccentric, he has been much better since he was taught. In any case, he should not be the one who behaved like this.

But this kind of thing can't stop once you think about it. In Yang Gongshan's heart, it is really the number one evil thing in the world. Emperor Wen's kindness and Emperor Wu's kindness are all past events. I shy away from this.

While thinking wildly, he suddenly heard Li Ce's voice in the cabinet: "Master, the students really can't get this robe."

Yang Gongshan subconsciously wanted to get up and go in, after all, he was still angry, and was about to open his mouth to change into the small yellow door waiting outside when he heard Li Ceyang say: "Master, don't teach others, students are usually not used to it. They serve. If the master doesn't want to teach the students, the students simply won't change into the new clothes, it doesn't matter if they get wet from left to right, it will be troublesome."

It was an injustice...Yang Gongshan had no choice but to get up and enter the room, but he saw no one. Just as he was waiting to turn around, he taught someone to wrap his arms around his waist and carry him to the low couch. He was very surprised, but when he took a closer look, it was Li Ce who was full of smiles: " The teacher is not angry with the students, but is he in favor of the students?"

"Nonsense!" During the speech, Yang Gongshan had already taught him to lean under him, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said angrily, "Release."

"Resisting desires and disobedience, evil love is inauspicious, Master." Li Ce's eyes were deep, and he tore off Yang Gongshan's collar angrily, and said with a cold smile, "The saint doesn't want me to be close to you, but I'm not as good as him." meaning!"

Because he said these two sentences without beginning or end, Yang Gongshan was stunned, Li Ce took the opportunity to untie his belt, and leaned into his ear and said coolly: "Master, the sage favors and trusts eunuchs You are cold, go to Fanyang with me."

When Yang Gongshan heard the words, he immediately asked: "Fan Yang?"

After a few words, Li Ce had already taken off Yang Gongshan's robe, and put his hand under his waist through his underwear. He stopped putting his hands on his chest, and begged: "Master, I'm in a terrible pain, please help me."

The sound of the rain outside seemed to slow down, Yang Gongshan only breathed a sigh of relief and heard the rain rushing again, the sound of the rain hitting the window lattice could be clearly heard in the pavilion, the things under his hands were hot and hard, and he could not help but face The red-collared gentleman who has cultivated himself for nearly forty years has never experienced such a thing, and he even heard whispers in his ears.

"Master, how about you forgive the student this time, just to look at that stinky Taoist priest?" After all, Li Ce refused to force this person whom he cherished so much, his hands kept moving, and his mouth But it was still Yiyi's earnest words, "It's so uncomfortable here, so the master will let me just once..."

There is another reason why he said this. In the past, Li Cebai was taught by Yang Gongshan, and he treated him with great respect. Because he listened to the deception of a wandering Taoist priest, he spent a lot of money to buy a Taiping tree seedling from him. .Later, Xuan Yi, who was good at teaching this way, saw her, and she laughed and teased her good friend Yang Gongshan, saying that His Royal Highness is really a child, so don't teach others to abduct him.

Hearing Li Ce use the matter that made him very embarrassed for a while as a plea, Yang Gongshan couldn't help laughing, but when he thought of his current situation, he couldn't help laughing angrily. She was still gasping for breath, but her body was already softening.

Li Ce sensed Yang Gongshan's reaction, he had already stripped off his clothes, so he moved his hands more urgently, and it took him a while to let it out.He kissed Yang Gongshan's lips, hooked his lower lip for a long time and bit it lightly, took Yang Gongshan's hand down, and repeated vaguely: "Master, help me."

Yang Gongshan let him move a few times and felt the changes in the things in his hands, he couldn't help but blushed and refused.Li Ce was young, how could he bear it, he held Yang Gongshan's hand again and said: "Master..."

The man whose hand was being held opened his eyes and saw the young man's dark eyes looking at him unblinkingly. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sighed in his heart, and finally let him go without hesitation.

In a daze, Yang Gongshan was put on a soft pillow under his waist, and then his legs were separated, and he taught Li Ceding to get in before he could exclaim.

Was turned into a red wave for a while, especially Hua Xuexue.

The sound of rain outside the pavilion gradually stopped.

The second one: count it as a dream

On the evening of May [-]th in the fifth year of Taiping, when Xiao Shao entered the Nanxun Hall, he told Li Jun that the tea in front of the hall had opened this morning, and reluctantly read a poem by Fang Yue to him with a smile.

There is a sentence in that poem, "If you don't care about the weather, you must protect Tumi and follow the peony."He got up and walked in front of the copper mirror, only to feel a hazy light and shadow slanting through the people and scenery on the screen embroidered with "Picking Ears", and finally only a few shadows remained to shine into the mirror, reflecting There was a pale face.Seeing this, he thought of the phrase "every day, before flowers, often sick and drinking, never mind the beauty and thinness in the mirror" when he read Ci when he was young.

In ancient times, expressing love, or expressing love in chapters and sentences, or traveling around the mountains and rivers, or tuning the qin and playing the zither, or looking up to the world, Li Jue was not immune to the custom, so he sat quietly for a long time after waking up in the Nanxun Temple, feeling bored, so he ordered someone to go Call Feng Yan's favorite wife to play the little harp.

Watching Huangmen take orders and leave, Li Jue went to the front of the hall, looked at the flowers, plants and stone trees, and saw that bunch of snow-white tumi blooming in full bloom.

Thousands of bells still want to be drunk in spring, but fortunately there are Tumi and Begonia.

The wife who came by order was called Yao Niang, and she had been registered in Yunshao Court since the previous dynasty. She was good at the little harp and was good at joking.Before that, Li Jue never thought that the reason why Feng Yan liked to listen to Yaoniang playing the little harp was to listen to her witty words.When he found out about this, he was about to follow Feng Yan's old path.

Li Jue listened to the little harp in the hall for a while, and he felt that the 23 strings were moving the purple emperor, but he was a little sleepy at the moment, and the nap during the day did not teach him to regain his energy, so he managed to pull himself together, and ordered Yao Niang Stopped the little harp, and asked her casually, "Have you met Mr. Xie Wenwen?"

Yao Niang was silent for a moment and smiled: "I was lucky enough to meet him in the Nanxun Palace, so I dare to call him a national beauty. I thought, he is really a person who is determined to die."

Li Ju stopped asking each other and waved his hand to order him to retreat.

He had a dream again, dreaming of an old man.

In the dream, it was Li Qian first, then Feng Zhaofu, and then Feng Yan.The figures of those passing by were clear but their faces were in a trance, as if mocking his actions over the years and his current fate.

After those figures dissipated, he saw Xie Yi again, the wife who had broken up with him because of his secretiveness.In the dream, Xie Yi was in the year of the plum blossom, dressed as before, but two lines of blood and tears gradually dripped from his eyes, but his thin lips curved slightly, and he called him softly: "Shiro , come here."

He subconsciously took a step back, only to see a pair of bare hands covering his eyes, a familiar but unfamiliar female voice that he hadn't heard in more than ten years sounded in his ears: "Don't be afraid."

It was Li Xuan, the woman who died in the war, his cousin.

In the distance of the dream, there was Zheng Ye's laughter from afar, with sharp ridicule and hatred, and I don't know who it was.

Then he seemed to have returned to the Nanxun Hall, only to see that the hall was full of medicine, and the footsteps of the walking palace people were fine, and the occasional noises were just the crackling sound of Narui Tan.Zai Zhi, who was criticized by thousands of people in the Dongnei Zichen Palace, was sleeping lightly in the palace, and his soft breathing gradually became quieter, making it almost doubtful that he would never wake up again.

But when the time passed, the man who was only wearing plain white tunic and untied black silk sat up from the couch, and the palace servant standing beside him hurriedly put on the cloak that had been prepared for him, and at the same time Turning around, he said to the other palace man: "Go and tell Eunuch Su that Xie Sikong is awake."

Xie Xun frowned, stared blankly at the window lattice of the East Pavilion, and asked softly after a while, "Is it snowing outside?"

The palace man quickly replied: "Not at all."

"That's right." Xie Xun nodded, "It's common for Nannei to be dry and cold."

While speaking, Su Yan entered the hall, still holding a stove in his hand, stepped forward with a smile and handed it over, "Thank you Sikong, please warm your hands."

When Xie Xun took over the stove, the little palace attendant behind Su Yan timidly offered the medicine cup to Xie Xun, he took it and half sat on the edge of the bed, blowing the cool air slowly, then smiled again: "Xie Sikong these days I'm sick and drowsy every day, and I finally woke up, why don't I go out for a walk."

Hearing this, Xie Xun just looked outside the hall, and said indifferently: "It's so dry and cold outside, what's there to see."

As he spoke, he took the medicine cup and drank the medicine in one gulp, turned his back on his back and closed his eyes, and continued his deep sleep that didn't know the sun and the moon.

The man's slender neck seemed to be bruised and purple, and a hasty glance through the gauze curtain revealed an astonishing paleness and coquettishness.It seemed to be the poison oozing from the flower, and while taking people's heart and soul, it also withered away quickly.

In the dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I changed the world.

Li Ju couldn't help but walked up to him, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I just came from Dongnei, and my body is very cold, Xie Lang might as well warm me up."

After the severe cold after the snow, he felt that Xie Xun shivered slightly.Ji Ju put his hand on his eyes: "Su Yan is dead."

Xie Xun actually opened his mouth, his voice was extremely flat, as if he was in the style of his writing today: "Is it for the minister?"

There was no resentment in his tone, and naturally there was no joy either.In fact, Li Jue never thought that he could hear the tone of joy from his mouth, it was just the path he chose, and now he is just seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence.

"Yes." Li Jue sighed, "It's all for you."

Xie Xun smiled slightly