Shengjing Conspiracy

The candle shadow shakes and the red flame is still bright, and the cold confidant accumulates Qiongying.

The end of the year is approaching, and the work in Dali Temple is much more leisurely. Wen Youqing, who is so busy, yawns all day long. Of course, it is a very elegant yawn.

Jiangnan Xing, who was also bored and had nothing to do, came to play with Wen Youqing when he had nothing to do. At this moment, the two of them were yawning at each other, one after another.

The room was full of warmth and warmth, and snow fell in the yard at some point, Wen Youqing put down the file in his hand and walked to the window to look at the Qiongying frost on the ground, exhaled hot air, watched the mist rise and sink, and smiled lightly Said: "Nan Xing, let's make a snowman."

Jiangnan Xing is a southerner, and he has never seen much snow since he was a child, let alone making a snowman. Hearing what Youqing said, he immediately felt relieved, wrapped his clothes tightly, and exclaimed, "Okay, okay!"

The two idlers rushed into the snow without saying a word. After a while, they became a snowman before the snowman was piled up.

Jing Yun and Li Su saw such a scene when they came here, wondering if the two of them had finally lost their minds, and hurried forward to fish them out of the snow and bring them into the house.

"Yanyan, what are you doing, are you cold?" Jing Yun kept rubbing Wen Youqing's icy hands, looking at the other's frozen red face, his heart ached.

Jiang Nanxing was fine, he had martial arts and the cold air did not invade, and the snow couldn't freeze him, although his face was red, but it was more excited, Li Suwen just patted the snow off the opponent's body.

"We're playing in the snow, you two are so busy that you don't even touch the ground, why don't we find something to do." Wen Youqing looked outside with a grunt, feeling quite unsatisfied.

"That's right! You two hurry up, we're fine!" Jiang Nanxing just got excited about playing, and he was so excited that he didn't want to stop at all.

Li Suwen saw that he was full of helplessness, "I'm done with my work today, so I'm here to see you."

After the Taohuazhuang case was over, because of the stink of a certain leader who loved beauties and didn't love the country, the Xuanchi Sect simply set up a sub-ruler in Kyoto, and the helm leader was concurrently in charge.

The idea is very good, but there are too many resistances in its implementation. Kyoto is under the foot of the emperor, and there are complex forces, both overt and hidden. It will take a lot of effort for the Xuanchi Sect to gain a foothold here, so Li Suwen has been blocked all day long. Staying at the sub-helm to read all kinds of accounts and letters, I am so busy that I wish I could divide it into three.

Jiangnan Xing naturally knew how hard he was, so he didn't bother him. He went to play with Wen Youqing all day long, and when it was time for dinner, Li Suwen came here to pick him up.

Over there, Jing Yun finally warmed up Wen Youqing, who was frozen into an ice doll, pinched his face, and sighed, "Why don't you come with me tomorrow, there's nothing wrong here, and you don't need to stay here."

"I don't want it, your side is even more boring." Wen Youqing curled her lips in disgust.

Jing Yun returned to Beijing to report on his duties. Although he is staying in Beijing now, he still needs to train soldiers. His accompanying army is stationed in Zhuangzi ten miles outside the city. Wen Youqing went there once before. Looking back on that experience now, Still, Wen Youqing couldn't help but feel hot.

Seeing his appearance, Jing Yun certainly knew why.

The army is a lively place. The border city army is stationed at the border all year round. There are not only Han people in the barracks, but also many foreigners and mixed races.

That day, Wen Youqing went to the barracks in casual clothes. As soon as he walked to the gate of Zhuangzi, he was recognized by the soldiers at the gate. He didn't know what was wrong, so the soldier howled at Wen Youqing, Madam. .

The howling sound was not low, and the other soldiers passing by also howled together. Amidst the sound of Madam, Wen Youqing was so ashamed and angry that she gave Jing Yun a vicious look, turned her head and left.

From then on, no matter what Jing Yun said, Wen Youqing stopped going to the military camp.

"I told them all, and they didn't do it on purpose that day." Jing Yun pulled him aside and said in a low voice.

Wen Youqing glared at him angrily, "What does it have to do with them, it must be your problem, and it's all because you are out of tune!"

This person didn't know what to say about himself in the barracks. The soldiers must have been subconsciously used to calling him his wife.

"Don't Yan Yan know why?" Jing Yun looked at him with a light smile, his voice was lowered, the people got closer, and their lips were almost touching.

At such a close distance, Wen Youqing felt that she was going to be out of breath, and hurriedly put her hands on the other person's chest to push him away, turned her face away from looking at him, and said firmly, "I don't know."

"That's right, I thought Yan Yan already knew about it, but it seems that I haven't worked hard enough." Jing Yun became more ambiguous as he spoke, and at the end he reached out to brush Wen Youqing's lips, trying to poke in with his thumb slightly. Between the lips and teeth.

The warmth on his lips instantly reminded Wen Youqing of the previous times when his lips and teeth were intertwined. Not to mention that his face became even hotter, he seemed to hear the violent heartbeat in his chest, and the air seemed to be thinner.

"Cough cough!"

The light coughing of the third person woke Wen Youqing up, and then he remembered that there were two other people here, and quickly stepped back, turning his back to Jing Yun and rubbing his face with his hands.

The treachery failed. Jing Yun glanced at Li Su asked faintly, which seemed to mean that disturbing a man's pursuit of his wife would be punished by God.

Li Su asked back with helpless eyes, it was Jiang Nanxing who coughed just now, and he has always been used to Jiang Nanxing doing whatever he wants.

Jiang Nanxing didn't disturb others' consciousness at all, and dragged Wen Youqing out, "It's time to eat, let's go and I'll treat you! Li Su asked to pay!"

Watching the two run out, the two left behind looked at each other, sighed silently, resigned to their fate and followed.

……

After dinner, Jiangnan Xing originally wanted to follow Wen Youqing back to Dali Temple, but Li Suwen took him away by the collar as soon as he left Tianxiang Tower.

The remaining two went all the way back to Dali Temple. Seeing Jing Yun who was not about to leave when he reached the gate, Wen Youqing raised his eyebrows, "Are you still going?"

"Yanyan, you are driving me away." Jing Yun was aggrieved.

Wen Youqing choked up, this guy pretended to be aggrieved, but unfortunately he didn't see it, his hot eyes were real.

Covering his eyes and walking in, he didn't bother to pay attention to the people behind him, but after walking a few steps, he bumped into someone, looked up and was stunned, "His Royal Highness?!"

Jing Yun walked in and saw Shang Lanqing who appeared here at some time, and immediately frowned and pulled Wen Youqing behind him, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter with your Highness the Prince?"

The two who had confronted each other in the East Palace before would naturally not have a good face. Shang Lanqing's gentle face towards Wen Youqing turned cold in an instant, "Father will hold a palace banquet in three days, and this palace is coming Talk to Tanya."

"Thank you, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, I know." Wen Youqing felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, but he didn't know how the two offended each other, so he could only come out from behind Jing Yun to warm up the scene.

"Just drop in, it's getting cold, I'll have someone make some winter clothes for you." Shang Lanqing said this while looking at Wen Youqing, claiming that he was no longer Ben Gong.

Sending clothes in cold weather?

With a glance of Jing Yun's eyes, he saw several boxes in the house. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't mean that there are only a few winter clothes. Shang Lanqing is here to give himself eye drops.

The things had already been delivered, and Wen Youqing would be a little fussy about refusing, so she could only bite the bullet and thank her, trying her best to ignore Jing Yun's staring gaze.

After a few more words of Jing Yun, Shang Lanqing, whose mood finally cleared up, took the guards away, leaving Wen Youqing looking at the boxes with a sad face.

"If you don't open it and have a look, the things in the palace won't be bad." Jing Yun stood aside with his arms folded, and the room was filled with jealousy when he blurted out.

Wen Youqing, who was suffering from a headache, heard this, pursed her lips and smiled, and looked up at him, "Brother Yun is so jealous."

Jing Yun nodded with a cold face, frankly and without any concealment, "I've always been aboveboard when I'm jealous."

"In that case, I'll change into a new one. It's a bit uncomfortable when the snow gets wet." As he said that, he was about to open the box and look through the clothes.

Jing Yun squinted his eyes and leaned over to pick up the person from behind, put him on the table beside him, held down the other person's hand, and kissed him without waiting for the other person to speak.

The door was not closed tightly, and cold wind came in along the crack of the door, but it could not disturb the two people who were close together at all. Jing Yun's big hand tightly held Wen Youqing's waist, feeling the strength of the person in his arms getting stronger and stronger. The younger they are, the more they let themselves get what they want, their lips and tongues are intertwined, and the weak panting sounds are entwined with each other's nerves.

"Hmm... that's enough, that's enough!" Wen Youqing leaned on the man, breathing hard, her brain was in a mess, her ears were full of buzzing, and she couldn't do anything.

Holding the person in his arms tightly, Jing Yun finally calmed down because of Shang Lanqing's sudden visit, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Yan, let me take care of you in the future."

This is not a question.

Wen Youqing nodded slightly, this was the first time he responded positively to Jing Yun.

Jing Yun was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the face of the person in his arms in surprise, "Yanyan, do you know what I'm talking about?"

"Tell me—" Wen Youqing saw that the man's lips were still a little watery, she pursed her lips and blinked, took the initiative to wrap her arms around the man's neck and leaned forward, kissing him, "Does that count?"

After years of fermentation, the thoughts that have been hidden since the first meeting when I was young, finally got what I wanted at this moment, Jing Yun's eyes turned red, and he hugged him even harder, and said in a muffled voice: "I will treat you well for the rest of my life." , No, in the next life, in the next life, Yan Yan, I want to treat you well forever."

"I will remember it for you. If you betray me, I will make your life worse than death!" Wen Youqing took the man's earlobe and bit it forcefully, looking at the mark she left and moaned.

A thick layer of snow had already fallen in the yard. Jiang Nanxing, who had appeared at the door at some time, blushed when he saw this scene through the crack of the door. With his index finger on his lips, he quietly pulled Li Suwen out of the yard, and the two stayed behind. His footprints were quickly covered by snow, as if no one had appeared.

The snow falls without a trace, the kiss falls mercilessly, no one knows which room is full of warm colors.