broken night

The first rain since the Beginning of Autumn, fell in the night, and the coolness was refreshing. Yexian woke up from the chaotic dream, and in the autumn cold at five o'clock, he was soaked in a fine sweat. I turned on the lamp, and stared blankly at the bottomless night outside the window.

It has been more than a month since the news of the frontier pass came, and counting the days, in three or two days, General Shen Yingzhi of Zhenbei led the army to triumphantly. Ye Xian felt restless in his chest, took a long breath of cool air, and pressed There was a faint joy in my heart.

The Yanmen is far away and the books are sparse, and the mandarin ducks are slowed down by Acacia.After half a year of separation, I think about him every day.

A heart is like a duckweed on water, drifting erratically, happy and sad at first moment, wars at the border pass from time to time, news of him can always be heard in the capital, even the reclusive Yexian, her close maid Baozhu will describe it vividly Every move of a person is as real as seeing it in person.

In the end, he always purses his lips and smiles, looks at him with big bright eyes, and jokes: "My lord, do you miss the general?"

I'm afraid everyone around you can see it, right?Yexian looked at the dancing lanterns, and smiled faintly, a pair of dark eyes reflected a blurred brilliance, and the slightly sweet sourness in his chest slowly spread, as if even his limbs and bones were soaked in it. In the thick yearning, there is also a little helpless panic mixed in it—I remember the breathless anxiety and worrying longing when I heard that Shen Yingchi was injured. When he flew to the border, whether it was life or death, he was always by his side.

There was a pulse of heat on both cheeks, and the cold wind coming in through the window brought back the wandering thoughts, Yexian gathered up his clothes, and gradually felt the chill on his body, but his heart was still restless and sleepy, just about to get up Standing in the corridor for a while, there are footsteps coming from far and near outside the door. Is it someone who watches the night?Just thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and Ye Xian suddenly raised his head, looked at the handsome and tall man at the door with both surprise and joy, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't utter a word.

Shen Yingchi closed the door with his hand back, walked in front of him a few steps, lifted his chin, and asked in a low voice: "Why, are you so happy that you can't even talk?"

Ye Xian's eyes widened, fearing that all this was a sweet dream bestowed on him by the gods, he held his breath, and stroked Shen Yingchi's slightly vicissitudes of face with one hand, his voice was low and trembling: "You...how do you... "

"I miss you so much, I came back as fast as I could." Shen Yingchi wrapped his arms around his waist in satisfaction, bowed his head and kissed him, the kiss was too overbearing to be refused, tasting his longing lips, Ye Xian let out a low gasp , wrapped his arms around his neck, intertwined with his lips and tongue softly and passionately, and pressed his body tightly together.

After the kiss was over, Ye Xian couldn't stop panting, supported Shen Yingchi's shoulders to calm down his breathing, his midnight-like eyes were full of tenderness, watching his rain-drenched robes were completely stained with wind and dust, Ye Xian walked to the table He poured a cup of tea for him and said, "I'll ask my servant to boil bath water for you."

As soon as she turned around, she was hugged again, and a cup of tea was poured out. Shen Yingchi smiled mischievously, lowered her head and bit his ear: "I can't wait, Ye Xian, don't tell me you don't like me?"

Yexian shook his head, buried his face in his neck, almost greedily smelled the man's body odor mixed with the smell of green grass, and whispered almost inaudibly: "How could I dislike you..."

In the early morning, Baozhu brought two maids to help Yexian get up. She saw the cloak Shen Yingchi left behind at the door. She stopped tactfully, made a gesture of silence to the following maids, and whispered: : "Go and tell the steward that the general is back and stayed in Mr. Ye's room last night."

The bed curtain kept shaking, and uncontrollable groans lingered, mixed with heavy panting, Yexian lay prone on the quilt, her thin and flexible waist was supported by a healthy arm, twisting to meet the impact behind her , the red and swollen lips let out a broken moan, and the white turbidity in the body overflowed the acupuncture point due to the repeated invasion of the hot wedge behind him, and slid down the thigh, contaminating the mattress.

Ye Xian's white fingers grasped and twisted the bed sheet, trying hard to stay awake amidst the surging pleasure, but it was in vain. Shen Yingchi wrapped one hand around the trembling clone in front of him, slowing down the rhythm, but every time It hit the most sensitive part of him, forcing out a groan, Yexian's tears burst out, his eyes were slack, Shen Yingchi pulled his face and kissed him deeply, making the other party extremely emotional Swallowing the cry, he felt a stream of hot liquid wet his palm, and the soft heat that wrapped him was tightening convulsively, ecstasy, he let out a low sigh of satisfaction, and then released it.

Haven't seen each other for half a year, once they meet again, their desire for him can no longer be suppressed, the two of them spend the whole night together, until dawn, the clouds and rain clear up, Ye Xian is panting weakly all over, Shen Yingchi hugs his waist tightly, It weighed heavily on him.

Although he was suffocated, the familiar temperature and weight made him feel extremely at ease, but...Ye Xian moved his waist, and was repeatedly invaded into the numb acupoint, and he could still clearly feel the presence of foreign objects .

He turned his head with a blushing face, and whispered, "Take that thing of yours...take...take it out..."

"Huh?" Shen Yingchi's deep voice made people feel bone-crushing, but his big hand that reached the connection was full of flirtatious meaning, "You don't like it?"

Yexian buried her face in the pillow, begging in a muffled voice, "Yingchi..."

Shen Yingchi kissed the back of his neck, put aside the idea of ​​bullying for the time being, and slowly withdrew from Ye Xian's body, turned him over, stretched out his arms, and teased, "You've been with me for so many years, why, why are you still here?" Are you ashamed?"

Yexian's wet black eyes looked at him obediently, and he picked a strand of his long hair to play with between his fingers, and said, "I... still can't remember, Yingchi, I'm sorry..."

Three years ago, he woke up from a serious illness. He had forgotten all the past and the past, and he didn't even remember who he was. Ranked in the imperial court, living in a dignitary, never leave him, and love each other, Shen Yingchi also loves and cherishes him alone, he has never even accepted a concubine, and he has been more attentive in the past three years, even if he gets together less and leaves more. This deep affection is enough to make Ye Xian's heart flutter.

"Stupid words." Shen Yingchi pinched his lips with tenderness in his eyes, "Don't think about that, just remember, I will love you forever."

Yexian nodded, feeling drowsy. He leaned on Shen Yingchi's arm, yawned, and gradually fell asleep, while the man who had been hugging him gently stroked his back with his fingers , covered with a clear tiger-striped tattoo, his doting eyes became deep and unpredictable, staring at him thoughtfully.

When Yexian woke up again, it was almost noon. Although the rain had stopped, the sky was still gloomy and gloomy. The damp and cold air brought in a bit of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, which lingered in his nose vaguely. Yexian took a deep breath , Close your eyes and lean against the head of the bed.

The bedding has been replaced with new ones, and the remaining warmth has already dissipated, and the body is clean and refreshed. It was like a dream after everything happened last night, but the soreness and pain from the waist told Yexian that it was true, he really came back.

Supporting his body that was about to fall apart, he got up and dressed, and tied the knot tremblingly. There seemed to be a solid and hot touch left at the fingertips, which reminded him of how he touched the other's strong and sweaty muscles over and over again, Ye Xian He couldn't help but feel a little dazed, the memory he lost three years ago still haunted him, as if he had lost something precious, which always made people uneasy.

He really wanted to remember what Shen Yingchi was like when he was a teenager, but how did the two get along during the years when they were with him?

In his heart, what is his identity?

If we talk about pampering, Yexian has already passed his immature and slender youth, and Shen Yingchi is really sincere to him. He has not married a wife or concubine for three years, and has rarely set foot in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. A man may not be so dedicated even to his first wife. Ye Xian understands his kindness, and the more he understands, the faster his heart sinks. Can it last forever?

The sound of opening the door brought him back to his thoughts, and Baozhu said with a smile: "The young master finally woke up, the general also specially ordered the servants to come back later to take care of him."

Yexian returned her a faint smile, put on his robe, and got up to wash up.

Shen Yingchi went to the palace early in the morning to face the saint, and was left in the palace for lunch at noon. Ye Xian was alone with the table full of dishes, extremely sleepy and unable to cheer up, so she hastily moved a few chopsticks and asked someone to take it away. Seeing that his appetite was poor, Baozhu asked the kitchen to make some desserts and brought them up, forcing him to finish eating. Yexian's eyelids were almost glued together. In the inner room, he threw himself on the big bed and fell asleep without even taking off his clothes. Baozhu unbuttoned his outer robe for him, took off his shoes, and pulled the brocade quilt to cover Ye Xian, sighing helplessly , and said to himself: "General, it's true, why don't you have a restraint, and you have tired the young master like this."

Yexian, who was half asleep and half awake, heard her words, blushed, turned her head away uncomfortably, and shrank into the quilt, Baozhu held back her laugh, and retreated lightly.

After tidying up the bowls and going downstairs, he bumped into Mending Xiaochi who came in a hurry, he bowed to Baozhu, and said: "Miss Baozhu, please tell Master Ye that the envoys of the Li Kingdom have come to pay respects to the general, here is the invitation."

Baozhu frowned, said: "The general hasn't returned to the mansion yet, why are you looking for the young master? You don't care about the business, you go to the housekeeper."

Xiaochi's face collapsed, and he said: "Uncle Liu went out to buy things early in the morning, and only Young Master Ye is left in charge of the house, who doesn't know that he is also half a general's wife..."

"Shut your mouth!" Baozhu scolded in a low voice, "Don't say such things in front of your son, I really don't know if you are reckless or stupid!"

Ye Xian's position in the mansion is very embarrassing, as a man, he is destined to be notorious, even if the general dotes on him, the title of "the general's wife" will definitely not fall on him.

Xiaochi pursed his lips in grievance, looked at the greeting card in his hand, scratched his head and said, "Then, what about this?"

"What's going on?" A deep male voice came in, the two suddenly raised their heads, looked at Shen Ying with a questioning look, Bao Zhu saluted, and said with a smile: "The envoy of Li Guo came to pay respects, the general didn't meet him? "

"Sent away." Shen Yingchi waved his hand lightly and asked, "Where's Yexian?"

"Young Master Ye has just rested." Baozhu pointed to the upstairs, dragged Xiaochi who hadn't reacted yet, and quickly left.

The curtains in the room were drooping, gloomy and gloomy, Shen Yingchi lifted the curtains of the bed, and quietly stared at the sleeping figure half hidden between the pillows.

Forget the past Ye Xian, innocent as paper, relying on himself like a newborn baby, if he recalls the past, can this scene be relived only in a dream?

Fingers lightly brushed his face, yearning for the warm breath, Shen Yingchi forgot about it for a moment, lowered her head and kissed his cheek lightly, slipped one hand to his neck, and pressed a warm pulse.

As long as he pushes harder, he will be completely his own. Shen Yingchi gradually clenched his fingers, with a cold and ferocious expression, Ye Xian frowned while sleeping, and murmured uneasily: "Yingchi..."

The pain of suffocation spread in his chest, and Shen Yingchi let go of his hand suddenly, staring at the faint bruises on Yexian's neck. Full of pity.

Ye Xian was disturbed awake, half opened his eyes, and whispered vaguely: "Yingchi?"

"Yeah." Shen Ying took off her boots and got on the bed, pulled Ye Xian and her quilt into her arms, tilted her head to look at him, and asked, "Do you still want to sleep?"

Yexian shook his head, closed his eyes, leaned on him comfortably, and said in a low voice, "I had a strange dream, dreaming that you and I were facing each other on the battlefield, fighting each other with swords."

I thought that the other party would laugh at him for thinking wildly again, but Shen Yingchi didn't make a sound, and hugged him a little tighter, his eyes as deep as midnight stared at him, with inexplicable sadness flashing in the tenderness, Ye Xian's heart palpitated, and he couldn't hold back. Standing up, he looked at the other party suspiciously, feeling that something was rushing left and right in his chest, ready to come out, but no matter what, he couldn't recall the past like flying sand and fog.

Shen Yingchi returned a gentle smile, let him go and got up, and said: "There is a banquet in the palace, I can't accompany you anymore, I ask girl Baozhu to come and wait on me, I will try to come back as soon as possible."

Yexian nodded, and naturally helped him change his clothes. Shen Yingchi slightly frowned with thick eyebrows, pressed his hand in displeasure, and said, "Just ask the servants to do these trivial things."

Yexian was stunned, and asked, "You... Isn't it only natural for me to serve you?"

Shen Yingchi took his hand and said with a smile: "You rest, wait for me to come back, you will be tired!"

The ambiguous low and hoarse voice hinted at another night of deep affection, Ye Xian withdrew his hand, and the doubts in his heart became a little stronger.

After Shen Yingchi left, the sky gradually darkened. Yexian stood on the porch, looking at the sparse flowers and trees outside the sill. The evening breeze brought a refreshing coolness to his skin. He leaned over and picked a sycamore leaf to play with between his fingers. .

The slender and powerful fingers have distinct joints, and the palms still have thin calluses. It is impossible to know what these hands used to be like, whether they were holding a bow and holding a sword or holding an ax to chop wood.

"My lord, dinner is ready." Baozhu came upstairs gracefully with a few maids who set meals, and said softly, "It's cool in the night, let's go inside, I can't help you if I'm sick from the cold." Tell me, the general."

Hearing the teasing in her words, Ye Xian smiled and said, "Am I that delicate? Your generals are probably worrying for nothing!"

Baozhu wrinkled her nose mischievously, and waved her hand to let the girls go in to set the meal. She leaned on the railing, looked at Ye Xian with her big black eyes, and said, "The general's expedition to pacify the chaos, and he has made great achievements in battle. Guess what, your majesty What will reward him?"

Yexian smiled indifferently, and said indifferently: "It's just a golden beauty and a famous horse with a sword."

Baozhu got closer, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously: "I heard from Uncle Liu that the emperor seems to intend to betroth Princess Rongyu to the general."

Yexian's chest tightened, but his eyes remained calm, and he said flatly, "Then I should congratulate him."

In Changxiao Hall, the fragrance is lingering, the singing is slow and the dancing is slow, and the beauties with bright eyes and bright teeth are shuttling between the banquets, holding the lamps attentively, smiling and talking, it really makes people drunk in the gentle country.

The young emperor put his arms around a beautiful dancer, turned to Shen Yingchi with a smile on his face, and asked, "Shen Aiqing, you don't need to be polite. Is this alluring beauty in the harem comparable to your sweetheart hidden in the mansion?"

It is an open secret that Shen Yingchi, the general of Zhenbei, is obsessed with a male favorite and does not marry a wife or take concubines. Whether it is the whispers of the ministers in the court or the folks in the streets, they are all regarded as a great joke. Several ministers in the middle school had the idea of ​​marrying their daughters to him, but they were rejected one by one. The beautiful women that the emperor rewarded him were all arranged by Shen Yingchi's housekeeper to marry. I heard that the general's mansion also posted a lot of dowry , Let the stingy butler complain more than once.

Although Zhu Jinheng was not interested in the courtiers' housework, he was curious about the male favorite who lived in seclusion and rarely showed up. , but without flattery, his words and demeanor revealed a dignified and introverted demeanor, calm and indifferent, not surprised by favor or humiliation, so that Zhu Jinheng, who has always been harsh, could not find fault, and his attitude was naturally gentler, but before he said a few words, Shen Ying held that The stingy guy stared at his master with eyes that seemed to be eating people, for fear that his heart would be gouged out, which made the Ninth Five Lord very uncomfortable.

It is enough to have a confidant in life, let alone such a beautiful man who is as rich as jade, Zhu Jinheng understands the reason why Shen Yingchi is so loyal to Ye Xian, and can't help being envious and jealous, although as the emperor, he is embarrassed to be too jealous It's harmless to make a few stumbling blocks secretly, so from time to time he borrows some pretense to reward beauties to the general's mansion, and it's okay to ruin him if there's nothing to do—and the complaints of that stingy housekeeper are probably heard in the sky.

As for the matter of Princess Rongyu, even though he had encountered a soft nail, he didn't intend to let go. In short, he had to make his invincible general worry about it.

Shen Yingchi glanced at the group of dancers with a half-smile, and said softly: "All living beings, I only have one person is enough." Besides, this person was caught by him after untold hardships, how could he not cherish it wholeheartedly?

"Did you hear that?" Zhu Jinheng joked with the dancers beside him, "Our General Zhenbei is a one-in-a-million lover!"

"Your Majesty's praise, I don't dare to be a minister." Shen Ying took four or two thousand catties and walked over. Anyway, although the emperor has three thousand beauties in the harem, he always feels that one is missing. Envy mandarin ducks do not envy immortals.

Zhu Jinheng made fun of it, gently pushed the beauty in his arms away, took a sip of wine, and came up with a bad idea to tease people, he smiled like a fox, and said: "Since Aiqing intends to grow old with your sweetheart, why don't you let me go?" I am the master, how about granting you a good marriage?"

The hairs on Shen Yingchi's back stood up, and she said with a wry smile: "The emperor's kindness is so great, I am grateful, but I am ashamed to take it for fear of tarnishing your majesty's holy name."

With an official tone on his lips, he already wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to run away, but the emperor's eyes were shining brightly, he had seen his intentions early, put away his obstinacy, and after drinking happily, he bestowed on him a singer presented by Li Guo: Ruixue.

That beauty from Li Guo was indeed a beauty, with a peerless appearance, but Shen Yingchi had already started to have a headache.

Does this emperor really want to see his general's mansion fly like a dog?

After dinner, Yexian went downstairs and strolled towards the back garden. Baozhu held the lantern and stuck to his side like a piece of brown candy, and he couldn't be coaxed away.

"If you don't let the servants follow, what will you do if the young master is captured by the ghost?" Baozhu spoke plausibly, with a face full of determination to protect the master to the death, Ye Xian almost fell off the steps, and looked at her dumbfoundedly, completely ignorant of this little girl .

Fortunately, Baozhu was quite knowledgeable, aware of his uneasiness, and just followed silently along the way, even walking lightly like a cat.After an autumn rain, the lotus in the pond was even more decadent, and its fragrance was suppressed listlessly. The fallen petals floated in the water, reflecting the melancholy moonlight, pale as paper, full of lotus pods With its head down, it contains sweet and bitter fruits.

Autumn is already thick, and even the chirping insects at night are silent. Yexian stands by the pond with his hands behind his hands, looking thoughtful, Baozhu endured and endured, and couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, so he asked cautiously: "Young master, but Are you worrying about Princess Rongyu?"

Yexian was poked at the center of the matter with a needle, and his face was a little uneasy. He cleared his throat trying to hide it, and said, "What's the use of worrying? It's just mediocrity. After all, the king's life is hard to break. An imperial decree, he will be his son-in-law, and I... "

The low voice stopped abruptly, and Yexian frowned—you walk on your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge. This is easy to say, but it is just a person who has completely forgotten the past and the past, and only Shen Yingchi is left in his life , even if you can let go of that nostalgia, how do you know where to go?

"If there is such a day, it will be fate..." He whispered, his eyebrows seemed a little confused, Baozhu looked at him distressedly, and said: "It may not be necessary to leave, I heard that Princess Rongyu is gentle and honest, perhaps……"

"Baozhu." Yexian interrupted her, looked at her with a smile, and said, "Why are you so aggrieved? I'm not willing to share what I love with others. If I can't monopolize it, I just give it up."

Baozhu bit her lip, lowered her head, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "General these years, there is only one son, and he has never even touched the beauty bestowed by the emperor..."

"I know." Ye Xian sighed softly, "Why am I not the only one?"

Baozhu hesitated to speak, she blinked her big eyes and looked at him, she has been in the general's mansion for three years, and she started to serve after Ye Xian's illness, originally thought that he was like all the male pets kept by rich families, obedient and docile, but the master just vented his desire However, after a long time, she found that Shen Yingchi treated Ye Xian like a married wife, loyal and doted on very much, and Ye Xian was not as charming and gorgeous as those young husbands. , under the calm and gentle appearance, there is a natural dignity and arrogance, and sometimes even shows a compelling sharpness and coldness. Only when facing the general, there will be some emotional shyness, which makes him always elegant and indifferent His demeanor added a bit of childish innocence.

Baozhu couldn't help feeling sad, in a trance, she felt that Yexian was like an eagle locked in a canary cage, its brilliance was lost in Shen Yingchi's love, and she was willing to bear the name of a male favorite, never leaving her. follow him.

What kind of deep affection can be so kind?Baozhu didn't know the various reasons between them, and she didn't doubt the general's words about childhood sweethearts agreeing to each other for life. She just hoped that Yexian could recover his memory and fill in the vacancy that always puzzled him.

Maybe when he remembered the past, he would be able to let go of the grudges in his chest and stay with the general.

The sentimental little girl fell into an uncontrollable melancholy, with a faint sadness on her pretty face, Ye Xian broke into a comforting smile and said, "I'm not worried, what are you worried about? Go back, it's getting late."

Baozhu sniffed, nodded, and held a lantern to light the way, Yexian turned around, stopped suddenly, and said loudly, "Who is it?"

Baozhu was taken aback, and subconsciously stood in front of Ye Xian, followed his gaze, and found an indistinct black shadow standing under the shadows of trees, she widened her eyes, and shouted: "Are you a human or a ghost!? Come out!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then walked over slowly, and stood quietly in front of them. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky cleared, and the bright moon was in the sky. The snow-white moonlight and the lantern in Baozhu's hand were enough to make people's eyebrows clear.

After seeing his face clearly, Bao Zhu's eyes widened, and even Ye Xian couldn't help admiring him.

What a beautiful boy!The beautiful and graceful face is like the bright moon in the sky, captivating, every minute and every inch is perfect, and his pair of crystal-black eyes are condensed and sharply staring at Ye Xian, the hostility in it, even the orb Noticing it, she took a step forward, looked the boy up and down, saw that he was dressed as a domestic servant, and asked, "You were brought back by Uncle Liu?" The housekeeper seemed to have mentioned the matter of buying a maidservant a few days ago , this person has a very natural face and doesn't know much about the rules. He is probably a newcomer.

The young man glared at her angrily, nodded reluctantly, with a very unwilling expression, and then glared at Ye Xian viciously, with a stubborn and proud expression like a cat whose territory had been violated, Ye Xian couldn't help wondering if he had done it before. The act of digging someone's ancestral grave made the child look hateful. Moreover, this demeanor seemed familiar. For some reason, he could feel hostility, but he suddenly felt a sense of pampering. Maybe it was because the other party's too beautiful appearance made him People can't help but want to cherish it. He slowed down his tone and asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Why should I tell you!?" The boy's voice was clear and crisp, aggressive, his chest heaved violently, his eye circles were red, and he looked annoyed. Yexian frowned, not knowing where he had offended him, Baozhu As if seeing some signs, he scolded angrily: "Presumptuous! How dare you act wild in front of the master!?"

The young man's eyes instantly became murderous, he took a few deep breaths, glared at Ye Xian again, turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"Hey!" Baozhu was so angry that she raised her skirt and wanted to catch up, but Yexian stopped her: "Don't be as knowledgeable as a child."

"Yes." Bao Zhu stopped resentfully, looked at Ye Xian worriedly, and didn't dare to speak out the guess in her heart.

Coming against the odds, there must be something to rely on, he dared to be rude to Ye Xian, besides climbing up to the general as a backer, would there be any other reason?

And the man's hostility towards Yexian also made her take it for granted - jealousy.

I saw the newcomers laughing, but I heard the old ones crying... She fell into a tragic imagination again, Ye Xian tapped her forehead and said, "Go back, aren't you cold?"

As the night got deeper, the colder the bone, Baozhu shivered and obediently accompanied him back to the Tingxian Tower.

The bright moon chases people, silently, and along the way, the night dew stains the shoes.

The housekeeper welcomed Shen Yingchi to dismount in front of the door. He heard that this time only one beauty was bestowed, and the heart hanging in his throat finally returned to its original place, showing a relieved smile—in the past, every reward was ten or eight. , It takes a lot of effort and money to get rid of it, and it makes the always frugal Butler Liu feel heartbroken when he thinks about it.

This time the beauties rewarded are also charming. Liu Quan winked and asked the little girl to take her to rest. He thought that he would arrange a marriage as usual, but Shen Ying held a word that made him unable to laugh— —

"She is from Li country."

Liu Quan had the most years in the mansion, and his ability to observe words and demeanor was also very good. He bowed slightly and asked: "Then according to the general's intention... did you do it?" The last two words were extremely low, and at the same time he made a sharp cut gesture.

"No, keep it." Shen Yingchi ordered briefly, "Keep an eye on it and see what tricks they want to play."

"Yes." Liu Quan replied, Shen Yingchi nodded in satisfaction, and walked quickly through the atrium, the lights in the building were still on, Ye Xian was waiting for him, right?Shen Yingchi was in a better mood, and even her steps were much lighter. With the eagerness of Xiao Biesheng's newlyweds, the housekeeper retreated knowingly, and decided to report to the master about the newly purchased servants tomorrow.

After washing off the smell of alcohol, Shen Ying returned to the bedroom refreshed. Ye Xian dropped a white jade chess piece, looked up and smiled, "You're back."

Shen Yingchi sat down next to him, and saw that there were only thirty or so pieces left on the chessboard, if he waits for the winner to be decided, it may be dawn in the east, the good night is too short, how can it be wasted?He leaned over and hugged Yexian's waist, with a pair of unruly hands reaching into the skirt of his clothes, stroking the warm and tight body, Yexian shrank back from itching, and said with a smile: "You can't wait until I break this One round?"

"Impossible." Shen Ying flicked the sleeve of her robe, and the criss-crossed chess pieces on the chessboard clanged to the ground, and the two entangled figures fell on the low floor.

I don’t see that armored general crossing the pass at night, and I don’t see the courtiers waiting for the fifth watch cold. They all live up to the mandarin duck pillow for fame, forget the sunny sky for wealth, go through life and death several times on the battlefield, and finally return to him. Wu Shan, tell me about your farewell?

The clothes fell to the ground, and the sound of breathing became thicker and deeper. After a while, it was mixed with uncontrollable moans. The love was deep, and the rain was dense. They shared each other's enthusiasm frantically and unreservedly. And a thorough union brings deep-rooted joy. I wish I could just blend into one person and never suffer from parting again from life to life.

The next day, the wind was clear and the clouds were light, the sky was fine and the sun was warm, until Shen Yingchi came back early, Yexian was still sleeping unconsciously.

The plain face was obviously haggard, and there was a faint black halo under the eyes, and even the touch of his fingers couldn't wake up the other party, which showed how tired he was the night before.

"I really want to chew you up and swallow you..." Shen Yingchi smiled helplessly, and murmured, "In this way, you will never be able to leave me again."

The sound of footsteps coming from the corridor brought him back to his senses, Baozhu tapped on the door a few times, and said, "General, Butler Liu is bringing the three men and two women he bought yesterday to pay his respects to the general in the Ninghua Hall."

Shen Yingchi tucked the quilt for the sleeping person on the bed, got up and opened the door, and said: "Stay here and wait for him to wake up, and no one else is allowed to come near."

"Your servant knows." Baozhu took a peek at the expressionless Shen Yingchi, watched him leave, and immediately rushed into the inner room like a gust of wind, calling Yexian urgently: "Young master, young master, wake up!"

Ye Xian had a good dream, and was shaken by the shaking. She opened her sore eyelids and glanced at her, then leaned back on the pillow weakly, and hummed softly, "Don't make noise..."

"Master Yexian!" Baozhu still didn't give up, and shouted anxiously, "The big thing is bad!"

"What's the matter?" Ye Xian tried to hold back his mind, yawned again and again to signal her to continue, Baozhu bit her lip, and said, "I saw Uncle Liu's new maid this morning, not the one I met last night!"

She had looked at all five of them carefully, and only one had a similar figure, but her face was so ordinary that people didn't bother to pay attention to it. It was completely different from the beautiful appearance that she glimpsed last night.

Ye Xian waited quietly for a moment before realizing that she had finished speaking, and immediately fell headfirst into the soft brocade quilt, waved impatiently and said, "If there is no one, then there will be no, is it worth making a fuss about?" Besides, it's none of his business, Why disturb people's dreams early in the morning?

Baozhu stomped her feet angrily, grabbed Yexian's shoulder and shook violently, said: "Uncle Liu said that there is no such person in the mansion, then he was either hidden, or we ran into a ghost!"

Ye Xian was shaken so that most of the drowsy ones ran away, sat up helplessly, and said, "Are you afraid that the general will hide in the golden house? No, if he has a newcomer, he won't hide it from me."

Although that person is not a gentleman, he is an open-minded person, and he doesn't bother to do things that are hidden.

Baozhu was overwhelmed by his determination and trust, and stood by the bed in a daze, wondering if it was possible to really run into a ghost?Has anyone ever drowned in the pond in the back garden?

After being tormented by her, Ye Xian lost all sleepiness, sighed helplessly, got up to wash and change clothes.

Shen Yingchi was thinking about Ye Xian wholeheartedly, and casually glanced at the servants standing respectfully under the hall, her eyes stopped on the shortest one.

It was a thin boy with a pale and ordinary face, but his eye circles were red and swollen like walnuts, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked pitiful.

"What's going on here?" He raised his chin towards the young man, fixed his cold eyes on his face, the young man didn't even dare to lift his head, and replied tremblingly: "... homesick...crying all night... ..."

Liu Quan bowed forward and explained: "He was originally the young master of the Du family in the north of the city, his name was Du Yue. Master Du committed a crime, his family broke up, and he had no choice but to sell himself as a slave."

"Oh?" The inquiring gaze fell on the man's hand. It was indeed delicate and tender, without any trace of rough work. Shen Yingchi picked up the teacup and brushed the heat from the water leisurely. Liu Quan carefully speculated. Considering his master's thoughts, he suggested: "I think he is smart because he knows both books and etiquette, why not be a servant for Young Master Yexian."

Before the words were finished, the young man raised his head in astonishment, his red and swollen rabbit eyes flashed an elusive look, he took a peek at Shen Yingchi, then lowered his head timidly.

Shen Yingchi stared at him with great interest, and said slowly: "All sent to the kitchen as rough envoys, I will make arrangements for Ye Xian's side."

Once again, when the other party heard the word Yexian, there was a fleeting fluctuation in his eyes, and he did not escape his sharp gaze that knew countless people.

This kid is tender all over, does he also want to stir up trouble in the general's mansion?Shen Yingchi sneered, and the delicate celadon teacup turned into powder with a crisp sound in his hand.