Shengjing Conspiracy

"But this is old—"

"It's really not necessary, and it's cheaper for me to keep this jade pendant in your hands." Wen Youqing raised the front paw of the chicken leg, waved the paw at Jing Yun and smiled, "After the grandfather passed away, the government of Anguo Gong was greatly It’s not as good as before, I’m only a fifth-rank official now, and with this jade pendant, I can count myself on Brother Yun’s thigh.”

In the not-so-bright yellow candlelight, Wen Youqing looked at him with a smile in his moist and clean eyes, and Jing Yun inexplicably thought of the phrase "Looking at a beauty under the lamp...how could this person be so attractive."

Jing Yun looked into his eyes, knew that he was not trying to put himself off, and couldn't help reaching out and rubbing his head with his warm heart, "I will protect you from now on."

"Don't touch your head, it won't grow tall." Wen Youqing pouted.

"You're not short, this is just right." After saying that, Jing Yun rolled his eyes and coughed dryly, "I'm serious, you are too thin, and if you are too tall, you look like a bamboo pole and you don't look good."

Wen Youqing looked down at her figure, she was thinner and weaker than a woman, and vividly carried out the saying that there is no power to restrain a chicken.

Looking at Jing Yun, he is nearly a head taller than him, with broad shoulders and a bulging chest, which makes him look very strong.

The more he looked at it, the more envious he became, Wen Youqing looked back sourly, he also wanted this kind of masculine figure.

Why is Yan Yan's eyes so strange... Jing Yun couldn't stop laughing after being watched, and said stiffly, "By the way, what are you doing with these books?"

"Do you still remember the story that Lao Liu told Xiao Wu before? There are many countries that have disappeared in the desert. I wonder if the secret path is left by a country that has disappeared." He picked it up and saw Half of the "Mobei Chronicles" continued to read, "After all, it will take a lot of money and manpower to build a secret road in the desert. It is impossible for such a project not to disturb Dasheng, so there is only one possibility left."

"The secret passage has existed for many years, and the Dasheng Dynasty has only been established for a hundred years. Why did the people who built it build such a strong secret passage?"

"It's possible that it's not a secret passage at all, and it's not for living people." Jing Yun frowned, "You mean, it's a tomb passage."

"I'm not sure yet, I'll have to wait until I read it tomorrow to be sure." Wen Youqing turned the pages of the book and said in a calm tone, "By the way, pay more attention to Old Liu."

Jing Yun never doubted his words, got up and walked in front of him and bowed down.

Suddenly shrouded in shadow, Wen Youqing froze, "What are you doing?"

"Pour out the footwashing water for you, it should be cold."

What Jing Yun said was calm, but it seemed that Wen Youqing had made a fuss, and resentfully took out his feet and shrank on the chair. He was small and hugged the chicken legs and curled up into a ball, but he didn't squeeze.

Jing Yun came back after pouring the water and saw Wen Youqing still huddled there, with his wet heels and drumsticks screaming at his face.

The strange Jing Yun walked up, without making a sound, directly picked up the man and walked towards the bed.

As if she couldn't see Wen Youqing's bewildered expression, she stuffed her into the bed and tucked in the quilt, put the chicken legs on the soles of her feet and pressed the quilt well before nodding in satisfaction, "I'm going to go to bed early."

It wasn't until the person walked out of the room and closed the door that Wen Youqing realized that she felt a little awkward.

He thought that Jing Yun was holding that kind of thinking like those people who were interested in his face, and he had the intention to take advantage of it, but now looking at it this way...why does he think that Jing Yun wants to be his father more?

At the critical moment, the moon falls across the west ridge, and the condensed clouds under the plug break the northern wasteland.

In the desert, the dust flies to the birds, and the flock of sheep gathers together in a daze.

The ethereal sound of copper bells came from far away in the desert. A team passed through the yellow sand neatly, and the sound of copper bells came from the leading horse of the team.

The tall horse moved forward unhurriedly, snorting to the sky from time to time, stamping its front hooves irritably, as if urging something, and soon a snowflake fell from the sky, just falling on the horse's nose, accompanied by The sound of the nose was another burst of crisp copper bells.

It was snowing in the sky, and the yellow sand was covered with a layer of hoarfrost. From a distance, it seemed that this place looked different every day. If it wasn't for the soft sand under your feet, Wen Youqing would have thought that this place was the extreme northern snowfield described in the book.

"Does it often snow here?" He reached out to catch a snowflake and asked the people behind him softly.

Jing Yun looked down at the person sitting in his arms, made sure that the cloak was tightly worn, and shook his head, "No, there is relatively little snow, and more often it is full of yellow sand storms."

Wen Youqing knew how to ride a horse, but Jing Yun rejected his reason for wanting to ride alone on the grounds that the desert terrain was changeable and the horses in the frontier were tall and difficult to control.

"Then what do the people here do in daily life? Where do the water and food come from?" Apart from some awkwardness at the beginning, after leaving the city, Wen Youqing's attention was quickly attracted by the scene of the desert, and he looked around curiously, "Didn't you see?" To any water source, the loose soil here is not suitable for growing crops."

Jing Yun pulled the horse rope to prevent the horse from running too fast, "There are many springs in this desert, and we rely on these springs for daily water. As for food, there is no need to worry. Although it is not as fertile as in the Central Plains, but It is also enough to grow food for the common people.”

"That's right, but I don't see it so strange." Wen Youqing chuckled indifferently. He has read thousands of books, but he hasn't traveled thousands of miles. He is still lacking in these common senses.

Jing Yun exerted force on his hand, and the horse stopped, "I can accompany you to look around when I have a chance in the future. You can go wherever you want."

Again!

Wen Youqing's face was numb, and she really wanted to ask Jing Yun, do you really want to be my father? This feeling of being able to compromise on everything without reason or condition is really suffocating.

Poor Mr. Wen doesn't know, when you like someone to the core, it's the way the other person picks their feet, that's cute.

"Let's talk about this later." Turning his face away in avoidance, he took the initiative to change the topic and said, "How long is it until Lao Liu arrives?"

Lao Liu, who was following them, hurried up two steps. He held a small compass in his hand. He stared at the compass for a long time and said, "The direction is right, it should be ahead."

It took about a while for the group of people to walk for a stick of incense. Old Liu took the lead to get off the horse and turned around and said, "This is it."

Finding the right place, Wen Youqing took off the cloak that was in the way, pulled up the gauze scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and stomped around vigorously. Jing Yun followed behind him worriedly, step by step as if behind him.

"Yanyan, how about—"

"found it!"

Wen Youqing called Lao Liu to wrap the rope around his waist, looked at Jing Yun, "Let's go?"

Jing Yun stared straight at him, for a long time, Jing Yun was defeated, knowing that he could not persuade this person, he could only resign himself to his fate, hugged the other person's waist, stomped his feet hard at the sinking place, and the two disappeared in the blink of an eye.