The fragrance of Tibetan love

Living on Tianjue Mountain for a period of time, Ling Qing became familiar with the environment on the mountain, and other members of the sect gradually understood that this masked person was different from the previous servants, so his attitude was also different. Like when he first came.

Tianjue Sect occupies a large area of ​​power in the south. There are many affairs in the sect. It has to govern and manage, and also has to deal with disputes with other factions in the Jianghu martial arts. Therefore, Yan Yunlie is always busy with his own affairs, but once he has free time, he can They will always get tired of being around him, eat and sleep, go to the hot springs in the back mountain, and let Yan Yunlie do everything they can and can't do, except taking off his mask.

In front of people, Yan Yunlie is a solemn and dignified leader; when there is no one behind him, Yan Yunlie always has a childlike heart, finds a place to hide, and when he walks past, he suddenly jumps out with teeth and claws, or When Ling Qing was not paying attention, he leaned over to give Ling Qing a smack on his face, or when they were eating together, they fought over who would eat the fish head and who would eat the fish tail. at the dinner table...

Such a day, Ling Qing lived very satisfied, but also very painful.

It has been nearly two months since I left Muyun from Dongli. Thinking that I came here to get the antidote, the poison on my body has been cured long ago, and it should be time to say goodbye and go down the mountain. I don't know what will happen in the future, maybe it will be impossible to get along with Yan Yunlie like this again...

Every time Ling Qing thinks of this, while struggling and hesitating, the sun goes up and the sun goes down and the day goes by.

The friendship that has been hidden for six years, once it sees the light of day, will swallow him up like a flood of beasts.He has struggled, resisted, escaped, and even tried to cover it up with other excuses.But... If you like it, you like it. He can lie to himself, but he can't lie to his heart and body.

So once he understood it, he realized that his past had been occupied by Yan Yunlie long ago, but the future of each other...he couldn't see it.

It was a gloomy day, and when the rain hadn't fallen, it made people feel extremely stuffy. Ling Qing was a little irritable from being stuffy in the room, so she went outside alone to get some air.

Not long after walking, I heard a crisp bell coming with the wind.

Startled, Ling Qing raised his head suddenly, and saw a person sitting on a tree not far away, with a picturesque face and fluttering white clothes.What happened in the practice room last time came to mind, Ling Qing paused in his leisurely steps, and then pretended not to see him walking past him.

When passing by the tree, he heard a cold voice.

"I like this place the most, because sitting here can clearly see the mountain gate..."

Ling Qing stopped, raised his head, and smiled brightly at the other party, "When Yan Yunlie was Zuo Shi, everyone in the world knew that he liked beautiful women, and the only thing that was spread at the same time was Yan Zuo Shi who was good-looking. His martial arts skills, suave appearance, and his unrequited love..."

Ling Qing's body shook slightly, but she didn't make a sound, just waiting for Ling Jun to continue.

Ling Jun raised his head slightly and raised his eyes to the distance, "When he likes it, he pampers and hurts him, making people feel that everything about him is for himself, but when he doesn't like it, even looking at him is a luxury...Everyone They all felt that they were the only one, but each of them had to realize in the end that they hadn't even touched Yan Yunlie's heart.

"I'm just sitting here watching those people being sent down the mountain one by one, turning around every three steps, but that person's mind is already on others." After speaking, Ling Jun looked into the distance, dazed for a moment, and then looked away , stretched his body, jumped down from the tree, landed lightly, and the silver bell on his waist rang.

"I just don't know how Yan Yunlie will feel when he sees the face under your mask..." Ling Jun leaned slightly, and raised Ling Qing's chin with an index finger. The smile at the corner of his mouth sent chills down his spine, " What do you say, Young Master Wan Yue... Ling, Qing?"

He only felt a rumbling sound in his head, he knew that he would never be able to hide it, he knew that he would be exposed, but he never thought that it was not Yan Yunlie who exposed him, but someone else.

Ling Qing turned her head and pulled away from the other party's finger, "You don't need to say anything, I will leave soon..."

Ling Jun tilted his head, looking at him lightly with watery eyes.

Ling Qing clenched her fists and murmured, "There will never be... Qin Lin again!"

Ling Jun raised his eyebrows, took two steps back with a smile, then found out something and threw it to Ling Qing, "This can take you down the mountain, and remember what you said by the way." Turning around, only the cold voice and the The crisp bell echoed in the air.

Ling Qing lowered his head and stared blankly at the tiny bamboo tube in his hand, and suddenly grasped it forcefully, the veins on the back of his hand popped up.

The accountant put down last month's accounts on Yan Yunlie's desk. The expenses and income of the school's accounts need to be reviewed in January. Yan Yunlie took over the account books and slowly looked through them, followed by Wei Yu who came in, holding Take a letterhead.

After handing the letter paper to Yan Yunlie respectfully, Wei Yu did not leave. Yan Yunlie seemed to understand something, and waved for the accountant to leave first.

The door of the study closed softly, Wei Yu said, "Master, this is a letter from the palace, do you really want to..."

Yan Yunlie lowered his head to look at the envelope in his hand, the stamp on the sealing wax was double-headed Chilian.

"Wei Yu, you have been with me for so many years, and this is the first time you have questioned my decision."

Wei Yu's face was still calm, "As long as it is the leader's will, the subordinates and congregants will definitely obey. Although my sect is called the Devil's Cult by the world, the subordinates and congregants think they are upright and can't lose. Those who claim to be orthodox people from a famous family, but you, the leader, now... your subordinates don't quite agree with it."

Yan Yunlie smiled shallowly, and then sighed softly, "Wei Yu, when you have someone important enough to give up everything and even your life someday, you may understand why this seat is today's leader. Decide."

Yan Yunlie walked out as he spoke. Wei Yu behind him had clear eyes, but his expression fluctuated strangely.

Because that person is the favorite in my heart, it is impossible for me to watch him die without doing anything.

He didn't know whether it would be in vain for him to do this in the end, but when he thought of the Gu on Qin Lin's body, and thought that he would die at some point, he felt a chilling fear, just like seeing him at the foot of Shijun Mountain. The appearance of weak breath is the same... No, what's more, when I think of losing myself, there is an uncontrollable impulse and madness in my body.

He couldn't let him die...absolutely not!

Walking to Wanyixuan, I saw a figure flying up to the roof as gracefully as a bird from a distance.Yan Yunlie smiled, performed lightness kung fu and kicked up.

The moonlight was like water, and everything was quiet. The young man sat alone on the roof with a jar of good wine beside him.

"Why are you so elegant tonight?" Yan Yunlie straightened his clothes and sat down beside him.

Ling Qing glanced at him, then looked away, and looked towards the sky, "Suddenly wanted to drink, so I came up." Then he picked up the wine jar beside him and took a sip, the overflowing wine dripped down his jaw into a string of crystal clear drops bead.

Yan Yunlie instinctively felt that he had something on his mind, but he didn't ask. He only said in a light tone with some concern, "You drink like this, you will get drunk easily."

Ling Qing hugged the wine jar and thought about it, then handed it to Yan Yunlie, and calmly wiped the edge of the jar with his finger, "The rest is for you."

Yan Yunlie took a sip from the wine jar, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "I want to get drunk and run away tonight?"

Ling Qing's body trembled slightly, and then suppressed his restlessness and tension, pretending to be calm, and turned his head, "Yan Yunlie, have you ever thought about... what kind of appearance I have under this mask?"

Yan Yunlie looked at him, "Think about it, but I promised not to investigate."

The corner of Ling Qing's mouth curled slightly, "The Master of Yan University has always been very beautiful, what if there is an extremely ugly face under my mask..."

Yan Yunlie tapped his lips to stop him from continuing, then leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "I like Qin Lin, not his color."

A simple sentence made Ling Qing feel mixed feelings.

He was willing to believe Yan Yunlie's words, and he was also willing to believe that Yan Yunlie fell in love with him because of his person, not his appearance.But Ling Qing was afraid again. After taking off the mask, the moment he saw his true face and recognized who he was, would he still remember those tender words he said, and would he still remember the vows he made? ?

He didn't dare to gamble, let alone lose.

"Yan Yunlie, I want to hear the song you played when you were waiting for me outside the city last time."

"Okay!" Yan Yunlie raised his eyebrows and readily agreed, and then made a gesture, and immediately a gust of palm swirled by, and a tree not far away suddenly shook its branches and leaves, and scattered.As soon as Yan Yunlie withdrew his hand, several leaves flew towards them. Yan Yunlie took a fancy to one, held it between his fingers, and put it under his lips, and the clear flute sound flowed away.

Ling Qing hugged the wine jar and took a sip, Qingyuan's tune brought back memories of this period of time.

The woods at the foot of the mountain, the back of the brothel, and then nearly two months of getting along day and night. The person who could only watch from a distance was by his side, driving the horse and walking side by side, chatting and laughing seamlessly.

He looked at Yan Yunlie without saying a word, without blinking his eyes, as if he wanted to impress the person's appearance at this time into his heart.

I, maybe I really like this person in front of me... Before I understand it, this feeling has already been deeply rooted in my heart.

However, he couldn't hold it tightly.

It is destined that he will not get it. Yan Yunlie's feelings and his love belong to Qin Lin who has never seen the real face, and once he takes off the mask...he dare not imagine.

So you should hide it, hide it deeply in your heart, never let him know, forever...

As if feeling his burning gaze, Yan Yunlie turned around, but was stunned... What kind of eyes are those?Clean and clear, full of endless affection, so frank and straightforward, I almost thought I was going to be hooked out of my soul...

That's right, he has been seduced by his soul, and all his thoughts are on this person... This is the person Yan Yunlie is willing to use everything to exchange and keep.

Ye Di's song stopped abruptly, and they looked at each other. Yan Yunlie reached out and rubbed his hand into his palm, interlocking his fingers, "It's late at night, go to bed early."

Ling Qing shook her head, "I want to sit for a while."

Yan Yunlie didn't object either, and pulled him into his arms to hold him. The night on the mountain was extremely cold, and he used his own body temperature to drive him away from the cold.

The two sat quietly for a while, Ling Qing heard that the person behind him was breathing more and more smoothly, and when he turned around, he saw that he seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed.She reached out and tapped his sleeping hole, and saw him slowly lying down on the glazed tiles as she wished.

Ling Qing silently looked at the handsome face that was still handsome even in deep sleep, and unconsciously stroked her fingers up, from the corners of the eyes to the cheeks...

He didn't blame Ling Jun. To him, Ling Jun seemed to push him behind the back, making the person who was still struggling and hesitating completely make up his mind.

It's time for him to leave. Instead of waiting until the day when the truth comes out, it's better to leave a good memory for each other, at least for him, it's enough.

Standing up and about to jump off the roof, he suddenly remembered something, paused, and turned around again.

The nostalgia in my heart couldn't be restrained, and this time... I touched the silver mask on my face with my fingers, hesitated for a moment, and took it off.

Putting the mask in Yan Yunlie's hands, "When you wait until you forget... Qin Lin has never existed in this world..."

There was mist in front of his eyes, he gritted his teeth, not to let the sadness of parting break out of the cocoon.Yan Yunlie's voice has been echoing in my ears, joking, indecent, serious and affectionate, from the time we met to now, every bit of it is as clear as yesterday...

"Since Yan has misunderstood, Yan should be responsible."

"I don't know Mr. Qin... where did you learn from?"

"There are two gates in this city. I made a bet with myself... If Mr. Qin does not go through this gate, I will wait here for a long time..."

"How can I not save you? Even if you are smashed to pieces, I will pick you up bone by bone, hair by hair..."

"It's not hope...Since you don't push it away, I'm sure I'll get it."

"I don't know what to give you, and I don't know what to use to keep you. Those things that I used to be proud of are worthless on your side. I haven't tasted them yet. Such a defeated feeling..."

"Qin Lin, I like you..."

Standing up fiercely, he took out the bamboo tube that Ling Jun gave him, and took off the sealed cloth.

Scattered bright spots floated out from the bamboo tube, more and more, finally gathered into a group of fireflies, and the fireflies flew leisurely to the distance. Ling Qing jumped down from the roof, took Guimeng and chased after the group of bright lights. After a while, the white and light figure was submerged in the thick night, quietly.

Qingyun Villa.

"Master, Master Ling is here." The servant reported outside the study door.

Dongli Muyun put down the pen in his hand, looked up, Qingjun couldn't hide the joy on his face, "You tell him to wait for a while, I'll be there right away."

Dongli Muyun cleaned up the desk, then hurried to the lobby.

In the lobby, the young man stood quietly with his head raised slightly, looking at the newly replaced calligraphy and paintings on the wall.The sunlight penetrating through the door covered him with golden splendor, calm and gentle.Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man withdrew his gaze, turned around, smiled lightly, and called out "Brother Dongli" shallowly.

White clothes without makeup, jade hairpins, a clean and elegant body, compared with a few months ago, it seems to have added a little bit of feeling, like a newly bloomed lotus after the rain, with crystal clear water droplets condensed on the jade petals, and it is about to fall. Falling, with a bit of youth and charm in the beauty.

Dongli Muyun's steady steps paused for a while, and then he walked a few steps closer to him.

"Why didn't anyone say anything in advance, and suddenly came here?"

Ling Qing replied softly, "As soon as I returned to the village, my father said that my elder brother urged people to come to me twice, thinking that my elder brother was in a hurry, so he came here."

Seeing that his white clothes were stained with a lot of wind and dust, his body still smelled like horses, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of his nose and forehead, he habitually raised his hands and wiped him with his sleeves, "Are you leaving from my side?" Yes, I always want to know if you will go back safely, but in the end you have gone wild somewhere!" With a slightly reprimanded tone, he looked like a big brother.

However, Ling Qing didn't talk back to him like before, she just twitched the corner of her mouth, half-smile, "I won't do it next time."

Dongli Muyun felt a little bit in his heart @, always felt that he seemed to be wronged but he was unwilling to say it, forced himself to bear it and accidentally expressed it in words, which made people feel distressed, so he patted him on the shoulder, "Go Freshen up and let the kitchen cook what you like to eat at night. Get two perch, one steamed and one sweet and sour."

Ling Qing nodded, turned and walked towards the back compartment, completely oblivious to Dongli Muyun's gaze, which was falling on Gui Meng's hand.

It has been almost a month since I came down from Tianjue Mountain...

Ling Qing buried her whole body in the water.

The imprint of joy and love can fade, but the trembling feeling left by that person cannot be erased. It surges in the middle of the night and swallows all thoughts.

So he tried not to think about it as much as possible, and when he returned to Wanyue Villa, he heard that Dongli Muyun was looking for him, so he rushed over without stopping.It's just that although the person has left Tianjue Mountain, something seems to stay there with that mask and never come back...

After washing away all the dust and dust, I felt much refreshed, so I left Mu Yun's study to the east.

Qingyun Villa is another mansion built by Dongli Muyun after he became the leader of the martial arts alliance. Ling Qing can walk around here and send servants at will, which is a special treatment given to him by Dongli Muyun.

Walking to the door of the study, he found that Dongli Muyun was having guests, and turned to leave, but was called to stop by Dongli Muyun.

"Ling Qing, come in."

Ling Qing had no choice but to turn around obediently, and then saw the other person in the study clearly.The man was about the same age as Dongli Muyun, wearing a crimson brocade gown embroidered with bat cloud pattern, jade belt and ribbon, he seemed to have some status, and he was handsome and handsome, with bright eyes, and two sword eyebrows slanted into his temples .Ling Qing felt familiar but couldn't remember where he saw it.

"I didn't expect that after a few years, Master Ling has grown into such a humble and gentle gentleman."

Ling Qing nodded slightly, then looked towards Dongli Muyun, he really couldn't remember who this person was.

The man laughed loudly, opened the gold-painted jade fracture fan in his hand, and shook it, "Young Master Ling once pushed me off the roof for Dongli when he was a child, so you still don't remember?"

Ling Qing was shocked, and some long-lost memories were revealed.

At that time, he was only eleven or two and a half years old, and Dongli was a little older, and he had grown into a handsome boy.

In that year, Master Yuyuan retreated to study the secrets of heaven, and the two of them were allowed to go down the mountain. At that time, it was a drought and the heat was unbearable. The old Eastern Zhou king sent them to a summer resort surrounded by mountains on three sides and a lake on one side.

There is only one housekeeper and a few servants to look after the huge villa. There is no adult control. The two practice kung fu during the day and go to the lake to catch shrimps at night. They are happy and free.

Later, another young man came to the villa, about the same age as Dongli Muyun, with a handsome face and a cold face. When he came, he was followed by many followers in official uniforms and long knives, bossy and arrogant.Ling Qing didn't know the identity of the other party at that time, but he was extremely reluctant to let that person stay, as if this would completely ruin the leisurely life between him and Dong Li.

After the boy came, he stayed with Dongli Muyun all day long, and slept and ate at the same table with Dongli Muyun every day.

Being left behind for a while, Ling Qing was naturally reluctant.But Dongli was very kind and even respectful to the young man, and Ling Qing had nothing to do if he was unhappy, so he could only keep silent.

Ling Qing likes to eat jujube cake made by Dongli's chef, but the chef can't come to the other courtyard with him, so Dongli asks someone to bring some over every once in a while on the grounds that he wants to eat it.

That day, Ling Qing passed by the courtyard and saw the young man holding a plate of cakes in his hand. While eating, he crushed them and threw them into the pond to feed the fish. The fine white glutinous rice mixed with a little red date paste flew into the clear water , splashing circles of ripples.

Ling Qing's eyes widened suddenly, and the fist hanging by his side was clenched tightly.

That night, Ling Qing tricked the young man onto the roof in the name of Dongli Muyun. When the young man was admiring the bright stars covering the entire night, Ling Qing pushed him behind his back...

In fact, he just wanted to learn a little lesson, but he forgot that not all young people in this world practice martial arts, and not all young people at Dongli Muyun's age can leap several feet and raise their arms like eagles. ...

When the young man was surrounded by people and carried into the room with his bleeding head, everyone in the villa was in a hurry. Only then did he realize that the person treated respectfully by Dongli Muyun was the third prince at that time. Now it is the younger brother of the third emperor, born of the son of the emperor and his mother, King Anyang.

Thinking of everything in the past, Ling Qing showed embarrassment, gritted his teeth, and suddenly lifted up the hem of his clothes and knelt down to salute, "Caomin has seen King Anyang! When I was young, I was rude and offended the prince. Please forgive me."

At that time, it was Dongli Muyun who took the responsibility, and he didn't know what he had said to King Anyang in private. In short, King Anyang only said that he stumbled and fell, and it had nothing to do with him.Now he is no longer the age to stand behind Dongli Muyun to seek shelter, what he did back then should be borne by himself.

King Anyang stared at Ling Qing for a long while, shook the folding fan in his hand, and said calmly, "You can just think about it. After so many years, this king will not pursue it. Get up, here, those high-sounding The etiquette can be avoided."

Ling Qing raised his head slightly to look at Dongli Muyun, and saw that he also nodded to signal him to get up, then got up from the ground, and did not forget to bow to King Anyang again.

I don't know why Dongli Muyun called him back, Ling Qing silently sat down on the side, and then took a peek at King Anyang, but saw that his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was a hint of faintness at the corners of his lips. Laughing, a little lazy and a little casual, reminding him of Yan Yunlie always showing such an expression when he is behind others.

Slightly startled in my heart, I hurriedly expelled those thoughts from my mind, and warned myself, if I don’t think about it, I must never think about it again...

"Ling Qing, elder brother sent someone to find you twice at Wanyue Mountain Villa, but it was actually because of something more important."

It turned out that Huo Xian used the name of his birthday to amass money wantonly. On the tenth day of this month, he wanted to host a banquet in the mansion outside the palace to entertain his officials, just like a prince.

Everyone knows that Huo Xian has raised a group of dead soldiers, all of them are highly skilled in martial arts, and they are cold-blooded and cruel. It is very difficult to get close to Huo Xian.However, the people of Huo Mansion must be busy at that time, and King Anyang, who is in charge of the imperial guards, can let them sneak in in disguise and wait for the opportunity.

Ling Qing's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Although Yan Yunlie said that Aunt Lian's death was not his fault, and he killed those yamen servants to avenge her, but this wound is still in his heart and he can't let it go. Now there is this opportunity in front of him...

Even if you can't stay with that person, at least you can do something for him.Thinking of this, Ling Qing felt a little comforted, lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head to look at Dongli Muyun, "Brother Dongli, did you find the person who gave us false news last time?"

Dongli Muyun was stunned for a moment, perhaps because he didn't expect Ling Qing to suddenly change the topic here, and there was a heavy cloud of sadness between his brows.

Ling Qing guessed that there should be no progress in this matter, otherwise, during his stay in Tianjue Mountain, if Dongli Muyun really found the culprit and gave Tianjuejiao an explanation, Yan Yunlie would not have mentioned it in front of him. After all, Yan Yunlie knew that this matter had something to do with him.

"Brother Dongli, Ling Qing doesn't mean to blame you, but this time, don't be rash."

After what he said, Dongli Muyun was at a loss for words for a while, but King Anyang, who had been sitting quietly at the side, took up the conversation, "This time, this king is the internal response, so there shouldn't be any more mistakes. This king will also talk to Dongli again. Think long-term to ensure everything is safe, I wonder if Mr. Ling still has doubts about this matter?" The implication is obviously that if you have no doubts, you can leave first.

Ling Qing is a person who understands current affairs, and the other party is King Anyang, even Dongli Muyun has to respect him three points, and he offended him when he was a child, even if he disagrees, it depends on the person's face.He got up and told Dongli that he would have dinner with him later, then bowed respectfully to King Anyang, then turned and walked out.

King Anyang raised his eyebrows and shook the folding fan to see Ling Qing's figure disappearing outside the door, then put away the folding fan with a "snap" and knocked on his hand, got up from the chair, and walked to Dongli Muyun.

Dongli Muyun was holding a teacup to drink, when King Anyang used a folding fan to lift his chin to his side.

"This king just can't see what's good about him. You can't beat him if you talk about the four words of amazing talent and beauty, and he's so stubborn that he doesn't know how to flatter you. But why are you so infatuated with him? When I was a child, I knelt by my couch for three days and three nights in order to intercede for him, but now I still..."

Dongli Muyun put aside the fan with his hands, and lowered his head to drink his tea, "Only you people like others to flatter you, otherwise you wouldn't let treacherous ministers rule."

"Clap!"

With a crackling sound, the teacup in Dongli Muyun's hand fell to the ground and shattered, the splashed tea wet the hem of his and Anyang Wang's clothes.

King Anyang held Dongli Muyun's shoulder with one hand and nailed him to the back of the chair, and the other hand strangled his throat, with a bit of displeasure on his stern face, his eyes looked directly at Dongli Muyun, "This king really has no shortage of people to please, but you don't know people!"

The hand clutching the throat was only threatening but not exerting force, although Dongli Muyun looked resentful, but just moved his face away calmly.

Who would have thought that the corner of King Anyang's mouth hooked up, the hand that was holding his shoulder loosened and then grabbed his skirt to the side, half lowered his body, and seemed to be enjoying the mottled red marks all over Dongli Muyun's chest, how many times One is obviously tooth marks and still has traces of blood oozing.

Touching those marks with his fingers, King Anyang said with a smile, "But the bed is quite satisfactory to me."

This remark made Dongli Muyun's already uncomfortable face stained a little blush, he suppressed his anger but didn't explode, he just quietly endured it.

Seeing it, King Anyang seemed to be more interested. The fingers on his chest put a little effort into it, and it turned red when he rubbed it. He let go of the hand that was strangling his neck, and there were faint fingerprints left there. , He lowered his head with a tut, stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Dongli Muyun's body shook, and he was about to hit him with his palm, but was restrained by King Anyang, who still leaned over his neck and licked it. His life...is in the hands of this king!"

Dongli Muyun's long fingers, which were restrained in mid-air, bent, and then silently let go of the force and let King Anyang restrain him against the wall. He only looked at the door, and said word by word: "There are people coming and going here, please Your Highness respects himself."

King Anyang seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and his high-spirited temperament suddenly died down. He let go of Dongli Muyun and straightened his clothes. I don’t want to see the two of you eat together in harmony and affectionately, one big brother and one little Ling.”

King Anyang left the study room without looking back, Dongli Muyun let out a long breath, and pulled back the ripped skirt, his fingers inadvertently touched the wetness on his neck, he lost his mind for a moment, and then he was always solemn With a slight disgust expression on his indifferent face, he held up his sleeve and wiped it vigorously twice.