Don't touch my tomb!

In this situation, Qin Xiaocong didn't care whether Qingluan mirror was Qingluan mirror or not, so he pulled He Lang, "Run!"

Ahhhhh, He Zhang is really not a person, Qingyao has just been rescued from the brink of life and death, and he still wants to do this and that with others.No, he is forcing Qingyao to do this to him. Will Qingyao really not be tortured to death?

Unexpectedly, He Lang didn't know how to play at all, he stood stiffly on the spot, Qin Xiaocong didn't pull him, instead, he clenched his hand and pulled him back.

"and many more."

What are you waiting for, Qin Xiaocong covered his eyes with one hand, and asked weakly, "He Lang, you don't have a special habit of spying on others, do you?"

As soon as the words fell, Qin Xiaocong was knocked on the head lightly, "What are you thinking, take a look at Qingyao."

"Stab—" There was a cracking sound.

I saw that although He Zhang lived below, he still firmly grasped the initiative. He raised his hand and tore off the thin layer of shirt on Qingyao's body, "What are you waiting for? I am willing to let you go. I'm ashamed to quarrel with Lao Tzu!"

Qingyao turned his back to Qin Xiaocong and He Lang, they couldn't see his expression, but they could see that Qingyao was very excited and trembling all over.

At the same time, the Cong Yu around Qin Xiaocong's waist vibrated again.

The tomb really reacted!Qin Xiaocong raised Congyu and approached Qingyao. Sure enough, Congyu shook more and more violently.

Although the interaction between the reincarnated tomb spirit and the tomb is not as strong as that of the unreincarnated one, it can also be sensed by the tomb when emotionally agitated.

Qingyao's coat hangs down at his waist, and on his exposed back, a smoky blue phoenix is ​​looming.The blue phoenix dragged its gorgeous tail feathers, its graceful long neck was bent, and its head was hidden in the down feathers on its abdomen.

Under Qin Xiaocong's gaze, Qingfeng was slowly raising its head.

Qingyao is indeed Qingluan Mirror!Qin Xiaocong was about to step forward to take a closer look, when He Lang reached out and covered his eyes, "Let's go."

The two returned to He Lang's Chang'an Palace, looking at each other silently.

After an awkward silence, Qin Xiaocong broke the suffocating silence first, "Qingyao is really Qingluan mirror, it's absolutely true!"

"Ah."

When it came to business, Qin Xiaocong temporarily forgot the embarrassment, he was a little worried, "I never expected that Qingluan Mirror would be reincarnated as an adult, what should I do?"

"Is there a way to restore his past life memory?" He Lang asked the point right away.

This is what Qin Xiaocong worries about, "Yes. Either he dies in place, and he will naturally remember his origin; or he is summoned by the owner of the tomb, and he will immediately change back to his original body, and he will naturally recover his memory."

Clearly, neither of these approaches is currently possible.Not to mention letting Qingyao die in situ, even if Qingyao lives to be a hundred years old, He Zhang may not be satisfied.No matter what Qingyao's previous life was, in this life, he is a living person, and it is even more impossible for Qin Xiaocong to hurt him in order to restore his memory.

Summoned by the owner of the tomb?Qin Xiaocong came to look for Qingluan Mirror because only Qingluan Mirror has seen the true face of the owner of the tomb, and entering the mirror world, he can glimpse the afterimage and life of the owner of the tomb.This way, we can also have a clue as to where the owner of the tomb will appear and what will happen.

If the owner of the tomb has already been found, why would he spend so much effort collecting these escaped tomb spirits?Alas, this is simply an endless loop with no solution!

"Qingyao is the tomb owner's personal belonging. According to theory, the place where he reincarnated should not be far from the tomb owner..." Qin Xiaocong clapped his hands, "Could it be that His Royal Highness is the tomb owner's reincarnation?"

"Is there a way to verify it?" He Lang asked.

Qin Xiaocong shook his head dejectedly, "I don't know. I really don't know anything about the owner of the tomb, except for those eyes..."

Qin Xiaocong raised his head and looked seriously at He Lang's beautiful eyes, "He Lang, I don't seem to have told you that your eyes are exactly the same as those of the owner of my tomb. Mou, I have never seen it on anyone else. Before, I suspected that you might be a descendant of the owner of the tomb, but now seeing that His Royal Highness’s eyes are exactly the same as yours, I think this possibility is very high. If You are in the same line as the owner of the tomb, so it is not surprising that Qingluan Mirror will be reincarnated here."

He Lang nodded, "In that case, we can only follow the original plan and see if we can find any clues from my family tree. I will take you to the altar tomorrow. There are records from the ancestors to my generation."

Qin Xiaocong sighed unwillingly, "I can only do this first. Ahhh, why did Qingyao turn into a human? I really want to open his head to see what the owner of the tomb looks like!"

"Do you like that tomb owner very much?" He Lang asked him.

Qin Xiaocong immediately retorted, "Who would like him? He Lang, you don't know how strict he is with me. He doesn't look at or speak insults at every turn. As long as I talk too much, he will force me to shut up. You guys They are quite alike..."

Speaking of the owner of the tomb, Qin Xiaocong said a lot of "bah blah blah" until he heard He Lang's faint voice, "It's hard for you to remember every trivial matter so clearly for thousands of years."

Um?This tone sounded very wrong, and He Lang seemed to be upset again.

Qin Xiaocong looked at him, his eyes fell on his slightly pursed lips, and suddenly he was blessed to understand something, "Are you jealous?"

He Lang: ...

"Ha, are you jealous of the owner of the tomb?" Qin Xiaocong poked He Lang.

He Lang's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his long arms to pull him in front of him, and the two of them pressed their bodies tightly together, "Be honest, what is the relationship between you and the tomb owner?"

Really jealous!Qin Xiaocong felt that he was becoming more and more intelligent, but He Lang would be jealous of the owner of the tomb, what was he thinking?

Qin Xiaocong couldn't help laughing, He Lang lost his patience, turned around with him in his arms, and pushed him against the edge of the table.

He Lang's movements were not light, and Qin Xiaocong knocked firmly on the edge of the table with his lower back, "Ouch!"

"Sorry." He Lang supported Qin Xiaocong's waist with both hands, and lifted him onto the table with a little force.

The table was covered with snow-white and soft rice paper, and Qin Xiaocong sat down on it.He turned his head to look at the Four Treasures of the Study on the large desk, and then at the whole room filled with the scent of ink.

"He Lang, this is your study, it's so big!" Qin Xiaocong sighed.When he came out of the East Palace, he followed He Lang, but he didn't expect him to lead him into the study.He hadn't visited this study yet.

He Lang is a person who loves to read at first glance, as expected, there are no other unnecessary things in his study room, all are books.There are tall bookshelves that can be placed almost everywhere, and they are filled with all kinds of books.

On the wall directly opposite Qin Xiaocong, there is a row of red sandalwood Duobao Pavilion. On each shelf is a scroll, which looks like a painting.On the bottom floor of Duobao Pavilion, stacks of rice paper are stacked.

He Lang raised his hand and pinched Qin Xiaocong's chin, letting his attention return to himself, "Don't change the subject, what do you think about the owner of the tomb? You and him..."

Qin Xiaocong said seriously: "He Lang, you reminded me that I probably really have unusual feelings for the owner of the tomb. Why didn't I think of it before..."

"you!"

"Hahaha!" Qin Xiaocong couldn't take it anymore, and laughed loudly, "He Lang, you don't think I have that kind of thought about the owner of the tomb, do you? Hahaha! How is this possible? Boring, who would like him!"

He Lang's face turned pale.

Qin Xiaocong finally stopped laughing, and thought carefully for a while, "Actually, in terms of special feelings, there are still some. He taught me a lot, and I was born because of him. He should be like a teacher to me. Father, it's the kind of elders and relatives."

He Lang lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "What do you do to me?"

Qin Xiaocong's face became hot all of a sudden, and he stammered: "What... how about what? I treat you... well..."

"Which one is better?" He Lang asked rather reluctantly.

Qin Xiaocong couldn't tell.He didn't know when he couldn't do without He Lang.He naturally regarded He Lang as his own, and he was at ease and comfortable with him.Qin Xiaocong didn't know how to describe that feeling.

Like, they're supposed to be, they've always been like this.

At some point, He Lang's hand reached into Qin Xiaocong's robe.

Qin Xiaocong panted lightly, raised his head, and exposed his fragile Adam's apple in front of He Lang.

That's it. During this period of time, Qin Xiaocong himself has realized that just kissing and hugging can no longer satisfy him. He longs for a closer relationship with He Lang, and He Lang probably does the same.

However, Qin Xiaocong has not forgotten one thing, he grabbed He Lang's hand, "I want to be on top!"

He Lang paused, "No."

"why not?"

"It just doesn't work!"

Pushing and shoving, Qin Xiaocong was pushed down on the desk by He Lang.

Qin Xiaocong hadn't given in yet, "I'm going to be on top!"

"Be good..."

Qin Xiaocong bit his finger.

The window next to Duobao Pavilion was open, and a gust of wind carrying the fragrance of flowers blew in, blowing down several sheets of rice paper, one of which was carried by the wind to somersaults and fell to the desk.

Qin Xiaocong's eyes glanced over inadvertently, landed on the rice paper, and froze instantly.

There is a picture on the rice paper, and the picture is a person.The man had icy muscles and bones, his eyes were like stars, and he spoke and laughed at Yan Yan.He was dressed in a sky-blue brocade robe, and he was surrounded by immortality.

However, the person in this painting looks exactly like Qin Xiaocong!

The blood that was boiling all over Qin Xiaocong's body immediately cooled down. He struggled to get up, pushed He Lang away, waved his hand, and the rice paper fell into his hands.

When He Lang saw the painting in his hand, his face changed instantly, "Give it to me." He reached out to snatch it, but Qin Xiaocong would not give it to him, the two of them went through several tricks one after another, and held the painting at the same time.

"What is this?" Qin Xiaocong's voice was trembling.

When did He Lang paint this painting?Although the facial features of the person in this painting are exactly the same as his, Qin Xiaocong can recognize that this is not him, this is another person, another person who looks exactly like him!

So, is this why He Lang has been following him?

As soon as Qin Xiaocong exerted force, the two tore the painting in half.He Lang stared at the half piece of paper in his hand, without saying a word.

Qin Xiaocong glared at him, jumped off the desk, and ran to Duobaoge.He randomly picked up a scroll, opened it, and sure enough, it was still that person.Open it again, it is still the same.In every painting on this shelf is that man.All the drawings on the piles of paper were all by him!

Some are sitting, some are standing, some are lying down, in various poses, and some are naked!These papers are new and old, obviously they were not painted in the same year.

How long has he and He Lang known each other...

The scrolls and drawing paper were scattered all over the place, Qin Xiaocong stood there blankly, "Did you draw these?"

"Yeah." He Lang came over and carefully picked up those paintings one by one.

"So you treat me..."

"It's like seeing it."

Qin Xiaocong nodded, feeling like old friends at first sight, "He Lang, you are really, really nice!"

"Bang—" With a loud bang, the study door was blasted open from the inside, and a wisp of green smoke rushed into the sky angrily.

In the study, only He Lang was left alone.