Murong Yi

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Murong Yan calmly and carefully looked at the person blocking in front of him.

It was a very young man.He was dressed in a simple blue dress, with a long sword hanging around his waist, and he didn't have much accessories other than that.Her hair was tied up high, with a hint of heroic spirit, and the unmistakable joy on her pretty face at the moment made Murong Yan confused.

"Mr. Han, don't worry too much. I don't have the slightest malice. I just want to make friends with Mr. Han." He took a few steps back, and then gave the courtesy of Confucian scholars to Murong Ni, "I wonder if Mr. Han can reward me?" A thin noodle, condescend to go to Wuhualou to talk?"

"Young Master thinks highly of Han, and Han is really flattered!" Murong Li returned the salute, and when the man opened his mouth, he recognized the voice, "Han is just here, please trouble Young Master to lead the way."

So the two walked side by side, after Chongjue walked in the market for a short while, they walked into the famous Wuhua Building in the capital.

Tang Shi could tell that he was a regular customer, so he entered the box skillfully, ordered food and wine, and introduced himself to Murong Yan.

"During the Tang Dynasty, people from the capital."

"Han Xiao." Murong Ni laughed.

We called each other by name and asked some basic information.Tang Shi knew that the person in front of him was not from the capital, but this time he was in the capital for business, so he volunteered to take him to visit the places of interest in the capital area.And because Han Xiao was three years older than him, Tang Shi was called his elder brother.Neither of them is a taciturn person. Although it was the first time they met, with just a few words, the barrier between strangers disappeared without a trace.

After chatting for a while, Tang Shi finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took a few glances at Murong Yi and asked, "I have no choice but to let the flowers fall, and the familiar Yan returns...Brother Han, it seems that you are not only a good businessman, but also have a good literary talent." It amazes me too.”

"It's just that when I was young, I learned a little from my father's teaching." Murong Yi took a sip of his wine and picked up a chopstick. "Honestly speaking, it's a coincidence that you can match Tang Shi's clever sentence this time. Tang Shi I have heard about the talent and name of the third son in my hometown."

"Anyway, thank you Brother Han."

"You invited me to dinner, why do you still thank me?" Murong Yan said with a funny smile.In a sense, he would agree to Tang shi's invitation because he was hungry.

"If there is no Brother Han, this poem will become an eternal regret in my heart, and it will not find its other half." Tang Shi's words, all from the heart, are a complete portrayal of his mood at the moment.

Murong Yan smiled slightly, and lightly picked up the topic,

Murong Ni would tell Tang Shi some anecdotes and strange things in the countryside and the customs and customs of various places. Tang Shi would also tell some of his daily experience in poetry and lyrics and interesting stories among friends. They continued to chat, and it took nearly an hour to eat a meal.

Tang Shi paid the bill, and the three walked out of the restaurant, saying goodbye to each other.

"Brother Han, when you have time someday, don't forget to find me." Tang Shi drank some wine, slightly drunk, and slurred his speech, "I'd be happy to be with Brother Han...together..."

"Oh, I will definitely..." Murong Yan hadn't finished speaking when she saw a person passing by her side quickly, followed by a loud cry of catching a thief.

"Catch the thief... Hurry up and catch the thief!!"

The team of about three or four people ran out of breath one by one, but even so, they still shouted at the top of their voices and passed in front of them along the route of the man just now.

Before Murong Yan could finish the rest of his sentence, Tang Shi raised his eyebrows, raised his breath, and flew in the direction where the thief was running, and disappeared in an instant.

By the time Murong Ni followed the flow of people to the alley not far from the restaurant, the place was already surrounded by three circles of people inside and three circles outside.

With Chong Jue opening the way, he easily entered the encirclement.

There, the thief who stole the money bag was being pressed on the ground with his back up, one hand was pulled high, and his face was painful.It looks like the shoulder should have been dislocated.

"With hands and feet, it's really embarrassing to the people of Yan Kingdom to do such shameful deeds."

Tang shi said fiercely, using force again, the sound of bones breaking was heard in the ears of everyone present.

"Break your bones this time as a punishment. If you don't know how to repent and let me bump into you next time you steal, it won't be a matter of breaking one or two hands."

Tang Shi's eyes were slanted at this moment, so there was not even a trace of elegance and elegance when he was chatting with Murong Ni, with a ferocious expression on his face, and a completely wild aura emanating from him.

"Ah... Grandpa, please forgive me!! The little one doesn't dare anymore, never dare again."

The thief who stole someone's purse was covered in sweat from the pain, and kept kneeling on the ground begging for mercy. His immature voice and slightly thinner figure compared to an adult showed his age.It turned out to be a young boy who was not yet weak.No wonder Tang shi was so angry.

"Here!" Tang Shi took out a few ingots of silver from his body, squatted in front of the young man, stretched out his hand, and said calmly, "Here is 50 taels of silver, take it to the doctor. After you are done, if you have nowhere to go, just Come to the Tang Mansion, our family still has a few servants..."

When Murong Ni returned to the bedroom, it was close to Haishi.

The room was dead silent, only the faint sound of breathing could be heard from the dragon bed.

He waved away the servants, closed the door by himself, took off his shoes, and went to bed.

As soon as he got into bed, the person sleeping there suddenly opened his eyes, and his bright eyes looked straight at him in the darkness.

Murong Yi pulled up the brocade quilt, lay down in it, then stretched out her hand, and hugged the person beside her.

hot.

It was Huan Yue's body temperature.

Regardless of the other party's stiffness, Murong Yi buried her head next to his neck, opened her mouth, and sprayed the scorching breath on that sensitive and fragile place:

"Haven't slept yet? It's already late..."

Huan Yue remained silent, letting Murong Yan hug him into the bad room.He tried his best to relax his body, but the result was still a bit reluctant.He was slightly frustrated, he had spent several nights here with the person in front of him, his body should have been familiar with and accepted it long ago, but until now, whenever he got close to Murong Ni, his body would still be unconscious Trembling, his heart will be flooded with unstoppable fear.

For him as a hidden guard, this was undoubtedly a failure.

"...Heh." There was a faint smile in Murong Yan's voice, and there was a self-deprecating that would be missed if you were not paying attention, "Chonghua, don't worry, if you don't want to, I will never force you."

"...Now, let me hug you like this, okay?"

The last sentence was full of pleas in the exhausted voice.

Huan Yue was taken aback, completely unable to understand what was going on.It has been three days since the emperor said those ambiguous words.During these three days, he never got off the dragon bed, and Murong Yan personally fed the bowls of medicine that he brought every day, and took dessert to relieve his pain.The emperor looked at him with such tenderness that he could scoop out water.It's not that he hasn't seen that kind of look, that kind of expression, but appearing on the face of the person in front of him can only make the doubts in his heart pile up.

"Chonghua, you are... Chonghua who only belongs to me."

It seemed to be a sigh, but Huan Yue shivered suddenly.The memory began to linger, and the words he said in that night like a nightmare began to reappear in his mind.

——For Huan Yue's words, you will do your best for me, spread your legs, and serve me well. If I am happy to serve you, I will consider asking your master for credit for you.

——If not, then behind me, I still need a Chonghua to protect me! !I will give him all the glory that belongs to the hidden guards in line with what he has done! !

He didn't understand, he had obviously made a choice, but why, the person in front of him still called him Chonghua? !What does this mean... He couldn't stop himself from thinking about it.

Murong Li tightly hugged Huan Yue's waist, and said softly in Huan Yue's ear: "I know that your secret guards are extremely loyal to your master. I won't force you, but since Xiao Liu gave you to me, you It's my man."

After all, as if to express his ownership, Murong Yan bit the ear that was close at hand, then stuck out his tongue, and gently licked along the ear.

"...Your Majesty..." Huan Yue said unconsciously, and the next second, resigned to his fate, he closed his eyes and even parted his legs slightly.

The scorching □, even through the cloth, is still hot, like a red-hot iron.

He closed his eyes, waiting for the imminent punishment, but for a long time, all he waited for was a faint sigh and a gentle kiss on the eyelids.

"When you recover from your injuries, you can be my secret guard... Chong Hua."