Shengjing Conspiracy

A catastrophe ended with both sides taking a step back, but there were still many issues to be resolved.

Wen Youqing never went to Dali Temple to be on duty since that day when she was "forced into the palace", but rested in the general's mansion to recuperate.

Although he said that day that he was not afraid of Shang Lanyun making another move, he still had to be on guard, not to mention there were still people who needed his care.

General's Mansion, at noon.

Wen Youqing picked up a piece of emerald green vegetable with ebony chopsticks in her slender hand and put it into Jing Yun's bowl, "Brother Yun, eat more vegetables."

"Can I not eat it?" Jing Yun looked at a table of dishes that couldn't find a second color except green, and felt that his face was going to be green.

He deeply suspected that his baby, Yan Yan, was taking the opportunity to retaliate against him, and refused to give him meat because of Yan Yan's poisoning before revenge.

"Brother Yun, don't you even eat the food I picked up?" Wen Youqing pretended to be about to cry, but the trickery in his eyes was obvious.

Jing Yun: "..."

What can he do?

My little baby, Yanyan, is naturally pampered!

Then, Jing Yun, who has no meat and no joy, grazes grass with his head depressed.

After lunch, the two sat in the yard basking in the sun in the afternoon, Li Suwen and Jiang Nanxing also walked in.

"Hey, it's only been a few days, Jing Yun, why are you getting fat?" Jiang Nanxing blackened Jing Yun's handsome face when he saw the two of them opening their mouths.

Li Suwen silently pulled the dying daughter-in-law behind her and sat across from them, "Is your injury better?"

"Only the waist is injured." Jing Yun said sullenly.

That day when he came out of the palace, Jing Yun’s body, which had been strenuous all the way, couldn’t bear the high fever, and some of the injuries he suffered had festered and festered because he didn’t get a good rest. Fate has to follow.

The most serious injury was on the side of the waist, first stabbed by a dagger, and then shot by a crossbow arrow in Fengtian Temple, according to Lin Xia, the stabbing was in the wrong place, otherwise your intestines would ooze all over the floor.

This metaphor frightened Wen Youqing, who was fearless and fearless, to the point where he lost his soul, and kept guarding Jing Yun for the rest of the time, for fear that this person would tear the wound open again.

Can't run, jump and ride horses, can't practice martial arts and boxing, and some sports to promote the relationship between couples are also ordered to be banned. Jing Yun, who has nowhere to vent his energy, can only turn his grief and anger into appetite, eat grass and drink medicine hard, so he has gained weight.

Wen Youqing held Jing Yun's face, squeezed the still sharp-edged face plate, and said seriously: "Brother Yun is not fat at all, he is still handsome."

Jing Yun: "..."

Yan Yan's consolation is really unique.

When the four get together, the remaining issues should be brought up for discussion.

Wen Youqing looked at the two people opposite, "Where are you going after you leave Beijing?"

Jiang Nan Xing leaned on Li Suwen in a dazed manner, playing with his fingers boredly, "Go back to Master, I have to ask about my life experience."

Li Su did not hide the question about Jiangnan Xing's life experience. Fortunately, Jiangnan Xing accepted it better than they expected. Although he was depressed, it didn't affect his mood much.

Wen Youqing tapped her finger on the table, "Which mansion is your master at now?"

"Suzhou Mansion." Jiang Nanxing sat up and said excitedly: "You guys have to leave Beijing too, why don't you go to Suzhou Mansion with me, the company on the road is not boring."

"It's not impossible, just go to Suzhou Mansion to meet old friends." Wen Youqing showed a smile on his face, and Jing Yun next to him knew who he was thinking of. Although he knew that the two were just friends, he was still a little jealous.

The sour Jing Yun squeezed Wen Youqing's hand, "Then let's go together, it's good to have someone to take care of you."

After finalizing the idea of ​​going to Suzhou together, Li Su asked again: "What about Shanyuan and Shang Lanqing?"

"They want to stay here until Emperor Anping is buried." Wen Youqing replied.

……

After that day, Shang Lanqing and Shan Yuan never went back to the palace, but lived in the house built by Shan Yuan in the capital city, so that it was convenient for inquiring about news and for Shan Yuan to heal his wounds.

After settling down, the two came to find Wen Youqing together, probably because they had experienced too much during this period of time, and others didn't know how Wen Youqing saw it. In his opinion, Shang Lanqing had changed a lot.

Now Shang Lanqing has lost the hostility of chasing power for many years, and has more leisure after the turmoil has calmed down.

Signaling Jing Yun to take Shan Yuan away, Wen Youqing poured Shang Lanqing a cup of tea, "It seems that you have been doing well recently."

Shang Lanqing smiled, and glanced at the two people standing under the tree, "Aren't you afraid of what I will do to you if you let Jing Yun go so far?"

"If you do something, the people over there may be the first ones who won't let you go." Wen Youqing teasingly pointed at Shanyuan who had gone away, with a weak smile, "Unexpectedly, you would accept him."

Shang Lanqing's expression froze, he coughed lightly and didn't want to continue the topic, and said with a blushing face, "We both laugh at fifty steps, it's like Jing Yun seldom looks at you."

"We are in love with each other, of course we want to look at each other all the time, and you two are the same?" Wen Youqing's joke got worse.

"You can shut up." Shang Lanqing couldn't afford to change the subject, "Shang Lanyun won't just let it go, you walk slowly, I'm afraid you will die without a place to die."

"You're right to say that, but where should you go?"

Under the tree on the other side, Jing Yun and Shan Yuan, two seriously injured patients, asked each other about their injuries to show politeness. After the polite words were finished, the two people who were not very warm-hearted faced each other coldly, and were speechless for a while.

After a while, Jing Yun said, "When are you leaving?"

Shan Yuan shrugged, "I can't leave for the time being, Ah Qing still can't let go, and wants to wait until Emperor Anping is buried before leaving."

Jing Yun responded with a hmm, and then the two were speechless in embarrassment, and when they were so embarrassed that they were about to drive them crazy, the two over there finally finished talking.

The embarrassed two people under the tree looked at each other, and at the same time felt a sense of being saved.

……

Wen Youqing thought it was interesting when Shanyuan and Shang Lanqing came to visit that day, Jiang Nanxing looked at him and smiled and said suddenly: "Youqing, what are you thinking, you are smiling so treacherously?"

Treacherous you big-headed ghost!

Glaring her small mouth, she wiped a glance at Jiangnan Xing, who looked like a red crane, and Wen Youqing said, "We have to leave as soon as possible when we settle down in Suzhou Mansion. There is no guarantee that there will be no changes if we stay in the capital."

"I don't think Shang Lanyun will do anything, but I'm afraid that he will name you a rebellious minister and thief, and you will be infamous forever."

Hearing what he said, Wen Youqing didn't care, "It's up to him, how to write history books has never been in our control, and it's up to future generations to decide."

He lowered his head and took a sip of his tea, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Troubled times will not last forever. How many people will remember today's people or events when it is peaceful.

"You're pretty cool." Jiang Nanxing stood up and stretched, "Then let's make it three days later, and set off in three days."

Three days passed quickly. Three days later, a convoy left the capital city. When the selected curfew just passed the city gate and just opened, they left quietly without attracting the slightest attention.

Li Suwen and Jiangnan Xing also got out of the carriage and rode on the road. In the other carriage, Wen Youqing was reading a book on a soft pillow, and Jing Yun was sitting stiffly feeling uncomfortable.

Seeing him sitting beside him constantly moving like fleas on his body, and occasionally lowering his head to pinch his stomach, Wen Youqing just leaned over on Jing Yun's body when he saw it, "Don't move, it makes you dizzy. "

"Yan Yan, am I really fat?" Jing Yun touched his belly again, with a serious expression like a pregnant mother.

"Don't listen to Nan Xing's nonsense, why are you fat?" Wen Youqing said as she buried her head and rubbed against Jing Yun's stomach, which was obviously still hard and not as soft as her own!

Just rubbing against each other, Wen Youqing felt his face was pushed against by something hard, just as Jing Yun also lowered his head, the two looked at each other speechlessly.

Jing Yun pretended to be calm and ignored the desire to lift his back, scratched his face, and said dryly: "I've been holding it in for a long time, I'm a little angry, Yanyan, don't worry about it, it will be fine in a while."

The same man, Wen Youqing, of course knew how unreasonable the strength was, and it would not help at all to stand still like Jing Yun, except for making it more uncomfortable.

Wen Youqing raised her body, pursed her lips, and whispered, "Do you really want it?"

Jing Yun was dizzy from his shy appearance, "Ah, I don't think so, I don't want it!"

The mouth is not the heart.

"Don't make a sound, don't look." Wen Youqing unbuttoned Jing Yun's pants with trembling hands, stopped halfway and stared at Jing Yun, "Close your eyes!"

After closing his eyes, his facial features became extremely sensitive. Jing Yun thought that Yan Yan was going to help him with his hands, but in the end he was engulfed in warmth, and an electric current rushed all the way to the top of his head, exploding directly.

"Yan Yan!" How could Yan Yan be allowed to do such a thing!

That tender hand patted his stomach, and said vaguely: "Don't move, don't make a sound!"

Jing Yun stroked Wen Youqing's head, and for the first time felt that the injury was fine.

The hopeless General Jing began to look forward to the next injury, preferably on the waist.

Others might not be able to hear the movement on the carriage, but Li Suwen who was riding outside still heard some clues. He stared at the carriage rather jealously, and got into his and Jiangnan Xing's carriage sullenly.

It didn't take long for Jiang Nanxing to climb up, and took off his coat as soon as he entered.

Li Suwen, who was a little sleepy at first, narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at his white neck that was inadvertently revealed.

Jiang Nanxing didn't notice his dangerous eyes at all, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's hot, no matter how hot it is, no, it will stink if you cover it after sweating."

Fanning the wind, Jiang Nanxing took off his shirt again, leaving only his inner shirt.

Li Suwen licked her dry lips, if the baby is so careless, then I won't be sleepy.

Everyone in the world said that the Xuanchi Sect is a demon cult, and that the leader of the Xuanchi Sect, Li Suwen, is a great devil. After being said so, Li Suwen simply refused to push himself as a good person.

Now that the beauty is present, the big devil is also unambiguous, covering the beauty's mouth to silence the exclamation, suppressing the beauty to bully her.

This group of people rushed on the road in the early spring, and the road was naturally boundless in spring.