Tibetan thoughts

The sun in the early winter morning dispelled the already slightly biting chill, and illuminated the room's lingering fragrance, quietly resting, and finally fell silently on the bed.

The soft light outlined the handsome facial features and outline of the man lying on the bed, but he raised his hands impatiently and covered his face with his arms, as if he still didn't want to wake up from his sleep.

After about half a stick of incense, Yan Yunlie seemed to wake up, turned over, reached out to touch the bed beside him, but didn't want to but found nothing.

Yan Yunlie opened his eyes, looked at the empty bed beside him with some doubts, frowned slightly, and sank his heart to feel it carefully for a moment, feeling that the breath flowing around was being stirred intermittently, and at the same time there were "shua, shua" The sound of swinging the sword came to my ears.So, he took a deep breath with some understanding, then chuckled helplessly, picked up a robe and put it on, got up, opened the door and went out.

The mist on the mountain has not completely dissipated, and it is rainy and humid in western Hunan. The air is heavy with humidity, mixed with a hint of fresh soil and the faint fragrance of flowers, which suddenly penetrates into the nose, making people unable to help but feel a sense of wonder. One shake.Yan Yunlie stood at the door for a while before he got used to the light in front of him.

The Jingfengxiyu Building is built on the highest part of the pavilion on Tianjue Mountain. When you open the window, you will have a view of "Huidangling Lingjue, overlooking all the small mountains". The outside side of the house is the cliff of Tianjue Mountain. Countless vines hang down from above.

At this moment, there was a figure stepping on a vine branch and whirling lightly a few feet above the ground, with a long sword in his hand flashing sharply, and the wind of the sword was rustling.

Yan Yunlie stood there with his hands behind his back, seeing that Ling Qing was not in bed with him tenderly early in the morning, but was practicing sword so diligently here.

But who can blame this?

It was I who let Ling Qing enter the hidden sword pavilion in Tianjue Mountain, and I was the one who showed off the treasured and lost sword manual. As a result, Ling Qing studied the moves on the sword manual, and then persevered in studying the master of Yan University. The Tianjue Sword, which can wield sword energy, combined with his own Moon Moon Sword to create a new set of sword styles.

At Ling Qing's age, Yan Yunlie should feel extremely proud and honored to have such awareness as his lover and another father of their children.But now he is not only dissatisfied, but also quite dissatisfied. Shouldn't he be lingering on the bed in this kind of days where we only get together for a few days in a month?Why did it turn into a situation where I got up early in the morning and had to face the empty bed alone?

Well, the focus of Yanda Hierarch's attention is always not on business.

At this moment, the person dancing among the vines holds a sword in one hand, and clings to the vine branch with the other. With a light step on the rock wall, he leaps lightly onto another vine, hooks the vine branch with his knees, and suddenly Sliding down, when it was close to the bottom, the long sword in his hand swept away, and the sword energy hit the ground, and with the strength of the rebound, he spread his arms and rose into the air again.

He was only wearing a plain gauze singlet, which was as white as snow, with fluttering thin sleeves and fluttering sleeves, giving him an aura of transcendence and refinement. His eyes were delicate, his expression distant, and he seemed to be concentrating on his sword moves. , making Yan Yunlie's heart skip a beat when he watched it.

Ling Qing is wine...

After getting along for a long time, I am more and more sure of it. At the beginning, it is sweet and refreshing, soft and supple. Only when you savor it carefully can you taste its strong, elegant and mellow, and then it reveals its clearness and sweetness. I always want to explore it carefully, but I am afraid that I will drink up all the good things at once with greed.

So every time this happened, Yan Yunlie couldn't help feeling deeply guilty. He felt sorry for Ling Qing a lot. With Ruan Suxue, although the two of them communicated with each other, he still couldn't feel at ease. As soon as I turned around, I would lose him.

Moon Sword Ling Qing is quite famous in Jianghu, Ling Qing does not need to rely on himself as his backing, he also has many friends in Jianghu, and even has the prestige that can mobilize the Qi Family Army, in front of him, I really don't count for anything...

Ruan Suxue said that when Ling Qing was with her before, she always felt apprehensive and uneasy because she didn't trust her. Now, it's not that she doesn't trust Ling Qing, but she also feels this feeling to some extent.

Looking up, Ling Qing pulled out several sword flowers in a row, the sword energy was swaying, the dead leaves on the vines rustled down, and were swirled in mid-air by the sword energy. Wanton temperament.

The Wanyue Sword is light in swordplay, and Guimeng is a soft sword. Most of the time when Ling Qing fights the enemy, he needs to get close to him to defeat the enemy, but every time he and Yan Yunlie fight each other in the practice room, the sword energy that Yan Yunlie wields It made him unable to get close, and he would be at a disadvantage within a moment, and he would be frequently teased by Yan Yunlie.

Annoyed, Ling Qing dropped Guimeng a few times, and then devoted himself to researching new sword techniques.

Right now, he is using the jade sword "Taishang Wangqing" that is two fingers wide and has no scabbard or edge in the hidden sword pavilion. sword.

The leaves rained down, and Ling Qing was about to close the ceremony, but when he heard a "crack", the vine branch he was holding on to suddenly broke.Yan Yunlie was startled, without even thinking about it, he jumped up with all his strength and light work, wrapped his arms around Ling Qing, and then slowly slid down the vine by himself.

The breeze blew through the ears, the skirts fluttered, and the familiar breath was close to the face, as if the lingering scene at the foot of Shijun Mountain many years ago reappeared, each looked at each other, and then saw their own figure in each other's eyes.

Because of those experiences, the red thread that bound the two became more and more difficult to untangle, until finally it was so tightly tangled that no one could untie it, and no one could cut it off.

Yan Yunlie hugged Ling Qing and fell to the ground, not only did not let go of his arms, but he hugged him horizontally and walked into the house.Ling Qing blushed slightly, struggling to get off the ground, but Yan Yunlie didn't let go.

"Your internal breath is unstable now, no matter how good your lightness kung fu is, you shouldn't be practicing swords there, besides..."

Yan Yunlie looked down at his stomach, but just chuckled and didn't continue, because Ling Qing had already turned his face away, and the roots of his ears were red.

Yan Yunlie felt that Ling Qing's reaction when he was awkward and embarrassed was very cute, so he leaned down and bit his fair neck, and Ling Qing hit him on the shoulder with his fist a few times.

The little guy has taken root in Ling Qing's stomach for more than three months. Yuan Bugui said that a man's body was not born for conception, so more attention should be paid in the first few months.

The Hierarch of Yan University listened to this sentence this time, and because of the suffering Ling Qing suffered because of thinking about Qin, the Hierarch of Yan University wished he could keep Ling Qing by his side.

It was not easy to take him up the mountain, but Ling Qing heard that the Liao soldiers committed another crime in Yongzhou, and Ruan Suxue and the Qijia army had rushed there first. After he stayed on Tianjue Mountain for a few days and asked Yuan Bugui to get some medicine, he would also go there.

After hearing this, Yan Yunlie quietly crushed a teacup.

Ling Qing recognized Ruan Suxue as her older sister, and listened to Ruan Suxue's words very much. If he was told not to go, he would definitely refuse, but how could Yan Yunlie rest assured that he would take his three-month-old child in his belly and run to the Liao Kingdom where the war was still raging? where to go?

So the leader of Yan University thought about how to get Ling Qing to get rid of this idea in the few days, but he couldn't come up with it after thinking about it for a few days.The day for Ling Qing to go down the mountain is tomorrow, although the leader of Yan University did not show it on the surface, he was still a little anxious in his heart.

In the depths of Tianjue Mountain, there is a spring that keeps warm in all seasons. When the ancestors built the Jingfeng and Drizzle Tower, they dug a pipeline, and brought a stream of running water from that hot spring, and built a spring behind the Jingfeng and Drizzle Tower. Natural baths.

The surroundings of the bathing pool are decorated with exquisitely carved stones with animal patterns. Yuan Bugui put some non-cold-resistant medicinal herbs here for the winter. dream.

At this time, the sound of the water was stirring, and two figures could be vaguely seen in the white mist.

The leader of Yan University soaked in the water, his upper body lying on the stone wall at the edge of the pool, his head resting on his folded arms, his eyes half-closed, enjoying the beauty of Ling Qing helping him wash his hair.

Martial arts practitioners know the acupoints well, and the strength when rubbing them is just right, so it's no wonder that the leader of Yanda felt so comfortable that he seemed sleepy.

Seeing his beautiful and contented expression, Ling Qing flicked the back of his head gently with her fingers.

"Recently, the influence of Tianjue Sect seems to have expanded a lot to the north..."

Yan Yunlie was hurt by the impact, shook his head, and said in a nonchalant tone, "I have ordered the people below not to step on the border of the Wulin League."

When Ling Qing heard this, she pursed her lips, "The power of Tianjue Sect spreads all over the south, and no one dares to fight with you. Why do you want to occupy the north with its claws stretching so far?"

Yan Yunlie turned slightly serious.

"The current situation is so chaotic. The previous dog emperor and Huo Xian, the dog thief, caused public resentment. When the new emperor first ascended the throne, he had no achievements and lacked prestige. That seat was in jeopardy. Liao and Zhao kept fighting. The Northern Wei Dynasty Never been quiet.

"While the imperial court wanted to dismantle the power of the martial arts, it also hoped to use the power of the martial arts to quell the chaos. If Yongzhou couldn't hold it, the Northern Wei Dynasty would take the opportunity to raise troops. I don't believe they can stop it with the help of the Wulin League. I will expand my power to the north. , not only to protect oneself but also to protect the world.”

Ling Qing thought for a while, and Yan Yunlie's words made some sense. Although it is not an open and honest thing to take advantage of the chaos to expand the territory, the current situation is just like what he said. The Liao Kingdom, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly sent troops, and the plan After a long time of menacing appearance, the Northern Wei Dynasty also had to guard against it. The court was too busy to take care of itself, and even asked Ruan Suxue's Praying Army for help.

The Tianjue Sect is expanding its power to the north. Even if the worst happens, the followers and capable people under him can somewhat resist it, but...

Ling Qing grabbed Yan Yunlie's hair with more force, "But your power is almost in the south of the Yangtze River, do you want to bring Wanyue Villa into your sphere of influence?"

Yan Yunlie hissed softly, probably in real pain, frowned, and then replied innocently, "It's a big deal and I'd better avoid Wanyue Villa in time."

"Betched?"

So such a picture emerged in Ling Qing's mind - Wanyue Villa stood like an isolated island in the center of a site full of Tianjuejiao flags.

Ling Qing's face turned black immediately, took a scoop of water from the ladle on the side, and poured it on Yan Yunlie's head.

"I advise you to do less stupid things!" He dropped the water ladle and ignored him.

Yan Yunlie shook his head, brushed away the hair sticking to his face, saw that Ling Qing was about to get out of the bath, quickly stretched out his hand to hold him, pressed him against the edge of the bath to prevent him from leaving, and looked at Ling Qing with deep eyes. He, "I'm just joking with you, I have my own measure in this matter, and I won't make things difficult for Wanyue Villa."

Ling Qing started, "What does this have to do with our Wanyue Villa?"

Yan Yunlie raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to pinch Ling Qing's chin, and made him turn to face him, bringing his face closer.

In the mist, Ling Qing felt that his charming eyes could draw people in. He blinked and dared not look directly into his eyes, but after looking away, he couldn't help looking at him again.

The man in front of him is much more mature and stable in speech and manner, and he doesn't show childish behavior intentionally or unintentionally like before, even if he does, it's just to make himself happy.

And this kind of solidity put into his heart by the other party always made him feel unbelievable and moved, but this time Ling Qing secretly persuaded himself to try to believe, even though he hadn't completely forgiven him.

Seeing Ling Qing avoiding his gaze for a while, and finally moved back to look at him, Yan Yunlie leaned towards his lips, let go of the hand that was pinching Ling Qing's chin, curled his fingers and passed him with the back of his finger He held the red stamen on his chest with his fingers and played with it twice, then slid down to his still flat abdomen, pressed his palms together, and stroked gently.

"Why isn't it related to your Wanyue Villa? Here... isn't it all my business?"

Ling Qing opened his mouth to refute, but Yan Yunlie kissed him deeply before even making a sound, their tongues were entangled, Ling Qing's back was pressed against the edge of the pool, and his head was raised, steamed by the heat. The expression on the slightly flushed face became more bewildered and indulged.

Yan Yunlie's hand resting on his abdomen slid all the way... But when he touched the desire in his crotch, Ling Qing suddenly came to his senses, put his hands against Yan Yunlie's chest and slightly pushed him away.

"Don't...not yet."

Yan Yunlie understood what he meant, raised his hand to grab his wrist and moved his hand away, "I know, I won't do it, but you help me..."

It is inappropriate to have sex in the early stages of pregnancy, especially Ling Qing's use of a man's body to conceive is against common sense.Ling Qing had a dull temperament, but for Yan Yunlie, such deliberate abstinence was not a pleasant thing.

Ling Qing blushed and nodded, and was about to stretch out her hand to explain to Yan Yunlie, but she didn't want Yan Yunlie to grab his shoulder and turn him around, and at the same time, she whispered in his ear, her voice was hoarse, knocking on the door of her heart, " Close your legs..."

Ling Qing was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Yan Yunlie wanted to do this by himself, but under the water Yan Yunlie's hand was rubbing against his leg as if urging him, Ling Qing could only obediently do as he said, closing his legs together , Immediately afterwards, I felt something thick and hard squeezed into my closed legs, twitching back and forth there, imitating the action of copulation.

Yan Yunlie's heavy panting fell on his ears, and from time to time he stuck out his tongue to lick the pinnae and the back of his neck. The impact caused Ling Qing's entire upper body to lie on the edge of the pool, and he could faintly see through the mist when he lowered his head. Seeing the red glans protruding in and out of the gap between his legs.

Ling Qing carefully protected her abdomen with her hands, and turned her head, "Yan Yunlie, be gentle..."

Hearing Ling Qing's voice, Yan Yunlie, who was caught in lust, slowed down a bit, wrapped his arms around Ling Qing from behind, pulled him up and put his back against his chest, and continued to pump and rub between his legs, while fingers Fingering skillfully caressed and teased the things between Ling Qing's legs.

Ling Qing straightened his chest and leaned his head back against Yan Yunlie's shoulder. His body, which was also ascetic, was easily teased. In addition to the sensational scenes he saw just now, he also became a little uncontrollably excited.

The spring water was rippling, intertwined with seductive gasps and low, restrained groans in the throat. The two used this method to vent their accumulated lust, and they reached the peak together in a short time.

After coming out of the bath, the nanny had already carried Siqin over. Hearing the sound of his son "babbling" outside, Ling Qing hurriedly put on his clothes and went to the outside room, and hugged Siqin from the nanny's hand .

Due to the unexpected incident in the bathtub, the two of them stayed in it for a long time, past the usual time for breakfast, the little guy was probably hungry and was gnawing on his thumb.

Ling Qing pushed his hand away, but Siqin immediately stuffed his fingers into his mouth and began to gnaw again, Ling Qing pushed his hand away again, and at the same time patted the back of the hand that was used for gnawing, "Can't chew."

His tone was a little harsh, so Siqin raised his head with pursed lips, and looked at Ling Qing a little aggrieved, and looked around when Ling Qing ignored him.

Siqin's eyes fell on the porridge that had been laid out on the table, Shui Lingling narrowed her eyes, opened her arms, pushed her chubby body forward with her buttocks, and said "ahhh" Shouting loudly, I hope Ling Qing can sit down at the table quickly.

Ling Qing was hugged by him like a bug, and she shook her head helplessly, but her eyes were extremely loving, and she sat down at the table with Siqin in her arms.As soon as he sat down, Siqin held the edge of the table with his hands, his mouth was wide open, and the saliva flowed out.

Yan Yunlie walked out from the inside wearing a belt, saw Siqin like this, walked over and pinched Siqin's nose, "What a greedy little ghost."

Being pinched and hurting, Siqin shook his head vigorously, and opened his mouth to bite him while Yan Yunlie let go of his hand, but in the end he was not as fast as Yan Yunlie's closing speed, and bit the air with one bite.

Siqin turned around, grabbed Ling Qing's chest, and mumbled "Dad...Dad...", as if asking Ling Qing to avenge him.

Seeing this, Yan Yunlie reached out and pinched his fleshy buttocks, "Your father will not help you."

"Woo..." Siqin began to tear up.

"Stop making trouble..." Ling Qing smiled lightly and held Siqin high up twice, and then Siqin stopped the water droplets rolling in his eyes, and laughed "giggle".

Such days are simple and peaceful, as if those bloody grievances and hatreds in the rivers and lakes have been isolated from the world.

Ling Qing held Siqin in one hand and stirred the bowl of thin porridge in front of him with a spoon in the other. A bowl of hot porridge just scooped up was put down in front of him, and the man's mellow voice fell on his ears.

"I'll feed Siqin."

Ling Qing raised his head, and was facing the tenderness on Yan Yunlie's face, the man with handsome brows and handsome features, his eyes were slightly lowered, the deep pupils were as deep as Mo Ye.

Ling Qing was stunned. He never thought that the two of them would come to this point in the end and become such a relationship. He didn't dare to think about it before, but now... many things came so fast that he didn't even think about it. There is no chance to hesitate, so I can only accept everything obediently.

He didn't know if this was good, and he didn't know if he should do anything other than accept it.

From the beginning of his love affair, he had hidden such a person in his heart for six years, and by the time he realized this feeling, he had already had an entangled relationship with this person.

When the love and hatred were fierce, they were almost facing each other life and death, but those things engraved in their hearts were not erased by the years they went through.

He has only loved such a person in his life. He used to only know how to hide it in his heart, thinking that this is the best, but now that the two of them are in love with each other, he doesn't know what to do.

"What's the matter?" Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Yan Yunlie put down the bowl and reached out to touch his face, "What's wrong? Do you want to call him or not?"

Ling Qing came back to her senses and shook her head.As soon as Yuan Bugui felt unwell before, Yan Yunlie grabbed Yuan Bugui and dragged him over by his collar. It didn't matter whether he was sleeping or squatting in the latrine, but it turned out that the leader of Yan University was just too nervous.So Yuan Bugui said harsh words, if he made such a fuss again, he would go down the mountain immediately!immediately!absolute!

"No..." He lowered his head to feed Siqin porridge, but found that when he was in a daze, Siqin had already thrown half of his body on the table, holding the bowl with both hands, buried his face in it, and made a "smack smack" " sound.

Not only did Yan Yunlie not help to teach his son a lesson, but he laughed "hahaha".

The doubts stuck in his heart were swept away, Ling Qing gave Yan Yunlie a hard look, picked up Siqin whose face was covered with sticky rice porridge, took the handkerchief Yan Yunlie handed over and wiped it for him Face.

After rubbing it twice, he stopped and listened intently.

"Yan Yunlie, did you hear anything?"

Yan Yunlie also stopped what he was doing, frowned and turned his head to listen, then turned around, trying to make Ling Qing smile with peace of mind, "It should be the sound of the bunch of things on Ling Jun, right?"

Ling Qing shook her head, "Listen carefully again, I don't think it looks like..."

Before living in the Wuyou Tingxue Pavilion, I had never heard of it before. These few times I went up the mountain to live in the Jingfengxiyu Tower. When the surroundings are quiet, Ling Qing often hears "Ding Qian" and "Ding Ling". The sound, at first he thought it was the small silver bells in Ling Jun's waist that came along the wind, but when he listened carefully, it was not the same.

The "dingling" sound heard in Jingfengxiyu Tower was a little lower than the small silver bell on Lingjun's body, and it was mixed with "buzzing" noises.

Hearing what he said, Yan Yunlie listened carefully again, and indeed he could hear something different, he thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows suddenly, "I remembered, this voice should come from the forbidden area behind the mountain. "

"Forbidden area in the back mountain?" Ling Qing couldn't help being puzzled, he had never heard Yan Yunlie mention it before.

Siqin couldn't understand what the two of them were talking about, so he stood on Ling Qing's lap, scooped up the porridge with his little hand and delivered it to his mouth.

"I also heard my father tell me when I was very young. There is a forbidden area at the back of Tianjue Mountain. There seems to be something there, and people are not allowed to approach it casually, but because it is deep in the mountain, so Even if you don’t say it, no one will go.”

"What's in there?" Ling Qing took the spoon out of Siqin's hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to his mouth.

"My father went in and looked at it. It was a very big copper bell. It was very huge. I don't know what it was used for. It seemed to have been there a long time ago. Because the bell was too big and heavy, part of it was stuck in the In the ground, the part exposed to the outside was covered by thick vines. The wind and rain made the figures and characters on the clock blurred.

"There are also some copper bells of different sizes on the side. The big one is like the mouth of a bowl, and the small one is like the silver bell on Ling Jun's body. When the wind blows, it can still make a sound."

Ling Qing felt fresh after listening to Yan Yunlie's description. He didn't know what the big copper bell was for. It must have cost a lot of manpower and material resources to cast it, but it was thrown there after the casting was completed. No, it's too weird...

However, Tianjue Sect itself has many little-known aspects. It does not associate with the righteous way, and acts secretly. Recalling that when we first met, Yan Yunlie gambled money to steal sweet potatoes, and always lost his temper like a child. It's really speechless.It seems that it is not uncommon for the ancient leader to mysteriously place a big bronze bell in such a place.