Hun Jun's Pigeon Essence

After the two had finished their meeting, they each got into the carriage, set off from the official road, and went all the way to the south of the Yangtze River.

Bai Ye was sitting in the carriage with a carrier pigeon on his lap. Since he didn't sleep well yesterday, he squeezed his sour eyebrows and leaned against the wall of the carriage with his eyes closed to meditate.

Lu Ge yawned boredly, sleepiness is indeed contagious, he was thinking about random things in his mind, and slowly fell asleep on the lap of the pigeon-killing boy.

For a while, the carriage was so quiet that only the sound of horses bleating outside could be heard. Bai Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, he looked at the sleeping pigeon, and helplessly took out a thin blanket to cover its stomach.

The convoy traveled for a whole day, and the prince ordered someone to go down and set up camp here tonight.

When Bai Ye heard Bai Ma's report, he couldn't help but sneer, just wait, it will be a good time to watch.

He lifted the curtain and got out of the car with the pigeon in his arms, walked towards the prince under the tree, bowed his head and said, "Your Highness."

The prince smiled and waved his hand: "Sit."

With a warm smile on his face, Bai Ye sat down on the stone next to him when he heard the prince's words. There was a fire burning between the two of them, and an iron pot was placed on it.

The rich meaty aroma floated in the air, faintly spreading to other places.

In a place where Nanshou couldn't see, Bai Ye's eyes flashed coldly, this time he wanted to see if his body would still be out of control.

Lu Ge, who was hugged in the arms of the pigeon-killing boy, woke up in a daze. He noticed the movement of the pigeon, and carefully blocked the prince's sight, hiding it in his sleeve, and put some dried fish along the way.

The prince looked at the moon melancholy, thinking that he was framed by Nanxia, ​​he broke off the branch in his hand angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "Xiaobai, what plan do you have for Nanxia!"

The corners of Bai Ye's mouth curled up slightly, and he lowered his head slightly to stare at the firelight. The flickering light shone on that ordinary face, making one's heart tremble.

"Your Highness, we can take this opportunity to frame Nanxia when we go south for disaster relief."

The prince became interested: "Oh? Xiaobai, what do you think?"

"Your Highness the Prince..." Before Bai Ye could finish speaking, there was a piercing sword sound in the air, and he frowned slightly and quickly pushed away the prince next to him, avoiding the sharp arrow sideways.

Prince Nanshou's face was pale with fright, and he held up the long sword in his hand in horror: "Come, escort!"

Hiding in the dark, Bai Ye saw the prince trembling, and ridicule flashed in his eyes. According to the original plan, he pretended to be forced by those men in black to walk towards the carriage.

This night was destined to be unusual. The Prince's team was in danger on the way and lost contact with Bai Ye and the others.

Lu Ge was sluggishly lying in the arms of the pigeon-killing boy, his body was stained with scarlet blood and exuded an unpleasant smell.

It happened too fast just now, I only saw a man in black suddenly appearing, the man who killed many princes, if not for the young pigeon killer, it might have become a dead pigeon too.

Clutching his clothes tightly in fear, Pigeon stared blankly at the void, as if she had been frightened stupid.

Bai Ye's eyes drooped slightly, and he rubbed the pigeon's head. Suddenly, he became unstable and almost fell, and he spat out a mouthful of blood by holding Bai Ma's hand.

"Young master!" Bai Ma panicked, and other people who heard the movement gathered around one after another, including the prince's people.

The accompanying guards helped move the people to the carriage, and Lu Ge stood worriedly on the coffee table, watching Bai Ma feed the pigeon-killing boy with medicine and water.

Bai Ye propped his arms weakly and leaned against the wall of the car, his face was pale and bloodless.

The prince's hands looked at each other, lowered their heads and whispered to each other.

"Go and rectify the troops, and continue to go south later." Bai Ye covered his lips and coughed dryly, and took off the mask on his face.

Lu Ge cautiously got into his arms, and rubbed his hand worriedly: "Cuckoo..."

Seeing that he gave the pigeon food and water, the pigeon secretly prayed to the gods to bless him.

Bai Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, and lay down on the cushion with the carrier pigeon in his arms. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the closed car curtain, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Bai Ma got off the carriage, glanced at the prince's men, and cupped his hands: "My lord, what you mean is to continue going south, and wait until the place to meet His Royal Highness the prince."

The leading man with the scar turned around contemptuously, and the people behind him exuded the same aura of superiority.

It's just a sick man who wants them to obey his orders.

Looking at the backs of those people walking in front, the smile on Bai Ma's face gradually disappeared, and he walked towards the carriage with a cold face, ordering the others to guard the master.

Bai Ye and the others took the trail, and seeing that it was getting late, he ordered Bai Ma to stop the team and take a good rest.

"Yes, sir." Bai Ma took two men in black to collect firewood in the woods, and quickly lit a fire among the team.

Since all the food was with the prince, they only had one day's dry food.

Several people under the crown prince looked at the hard cake in their hands, and threw it on the ground viciously: "Bah, let me eat this kind of thing!"

The leading man with the scar spotted the fat pigeon in the sick man's arms, rubbed his hands and signaled others to go up and grab it.

Those people looked up to the man with the scar, not to mention the delicious food at the prince's place, and the hard pancake was still more attractive to the roasted pigeon.

Five people surrounded the sick seedling, and the scarred man stepped forward with a sneer: "Hand over the pigeon in your arms, I want to eat meat, this pigeon looks very fat, it must be delicious."

The man with the scar licked the corner of his mouth and stared fiercely at the white carrier pigeon.

When Lu Ge heard his words, his pupils shrank slightly, and he retracted into the arms of the young pigeon killer in fear.

Eat.. eat pigeons? !

The pigeon-killing youth probably wouldn't hand it over, would he? !

Bai Ye didn't speak, but looked at those people with a smile on his face, stroked the pigeon's feathers with his big bony hands, tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Want to eat pigeons?"

Lu Ge aggrievedly tugged on the clothes of the young man who killed the pigeon, and looked at him with longing eyes with pitiful eyes.

"Cuckoo..." Don't eat pigeons....

"It's fine if you don't eat carrier pigeons. Seeing your small body, I don't know if you can bear the love from us." The younger brother behind the scarred man looked Bai Ye up and down wretchedly, and the others laughed when they heard it.

The men in black standing behind the master lowered their heads in horror, silently mourning for the dead in their hearts.

Bai Ye's hand touching the pigeon stopped in the air, and the smile on his face became brighter: "Oh? Not only do you want to eat my pigeon, but you also want to—"

The corner of the young man's mouth curled slightly, he threw the pigeon upwards, drew out his long sword and quickly flashed among those people, took the fallen pigeon and held it in his arms with one hand, holding the blood-dripping long sword in the other hand: "I want to die."

The stinky blood soaked a line on the ground, and not far away lay four or five decapitated corpses, and their protruding eyeballs showed their fear.

"Clean it up and throw it away to feed the wolves."

Bai Ye was in a good mood. He sat on the stone next to him, put the carrier pigeon on his lap, took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped off the blood on the sword.

Lu Ge stared at the face of the pigeon-killing boy in a daze. Sure enough, the pigeon-killing boy was the same boy who killed the pigeons back then.

Bai Ma cleaned up the corpses on the ground, ran to the stream to fetch water and put it in front of Bai Ye: "Master."

Bai Ye inserted the cleaned long sword back into the scabbard, and put his hands into the basin to wash off the blood stains on it.

Seeing the blood on the hem of his clothes, his brows were tightly frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he got up with a cold face, and left here with the carrier pigeon in his arms.

Bai Ma took the clean clothes and followed behind the master. Seeing him walking towards the stream, he immediately guessed that the master was going to take a bath.

He dutifully guarded the surrounding area, put the clothes in his hands on the clean stones, and stood not far away with his back to the stream.

Lu Ge shivered in the cold wind, curled up in the arms of the young pigeon killer, and looked around vigilantly.

Bai Ye patted the pigeon's head, bent down and put it on the ground: "Don't move around."

Lu Ge didn't know what the pigeon-killing boy was going to do, he looked up at him with his chin up, his hand that used to touch his hair was placed on the belt around his waist, and he untied it within a moment.

The clothes faded away, revealing the firm white upper body, seeing the obscene pants fall off, Lu Ge blushed and looked away.

It turns out that the boy who killed pigeons wanted to take a bath...

But why bring pigeons....

Suddenly a pair of big hands appeared on his body, and immediately after feeling the warm and greasy skin, Lu Geteng's whole body burst into red, his wings jiojio stood up stiffly, and he tightly closed his eyes not daring to look around.

Bai Ye stepped into the stream naked, holding the white carrier pigeon in his arms, felt the itching on his chest, and slightly touched the carrier pigeon's head with the corner of his mouth.

"Goo!"

Lu Ge was forced to lie on the lap of the pigeon-killing boy, feeling something under the pigeon's buttocks, forgetting that he was afraid of water, struggling to spread his wings and float on the water.

Thinking of the thing sticking to the pigeon's butt, his face was red and his ears were red and his whole body was hot.

Bai Ye reached out and grabbed the carrier pigeon's leg, holding it in his arms and scrubbing the blood stains on its feathers.

"Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Cuckoo!" Let go of the pigeon!Let go of the pigeons!Let go of the pigeons!

Lu Ge struggled frantically in the hands of the pigeon-killing boy, thinking of sitting on that, the whole pigeon would be bad.

The pigeon's wet wings slapped the boy's face, and soon a red mark appeared on his fair cheek.

Bai Ye slapped the carrier pigeon with a sullen face, and said in a low and dangerous voice, "Don't move."

Lu Ge drooped his head cowardly, secretly glanced at the wing print on the face of the young pigeon killer, and turned his head away guiltily: "Cuckoo, cluck..." If you don't move, don't move...

Bai Ye raised the carrier pigeon with one hand, put soap on it, rubbed it out to make foam, rinsed it off, smelled the light fragrance from the feathers, and placed the pigeon by the stream with satisfaction.

Picking up water and pouring it on his body, the smell of blood rushing to his body, the cold stream water, made Bai Ye's skin turn white, and it seemed to be shining under the moonlight, like a piece of high-quality Hetian jade.

Lu Ge wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked away with difficulty, looked up at the moon in the sky with his dove head up.

Today's moon is round, shining silver light all over the ground, thinking of the gems left in the cage, jiojio is ready to fly back, holding them and playing in the moonlight.

Bai Ye got up immediately after taking a bath, and the water splashed all over the pigeon's head.

The author says:

Lu Ge: The pigeon is not clean (━┳━_━┳━)

白烨：唔，小公鸽。感谢在2020-06-0420:14:21~2020-06-0520:14:46期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: today I have a bottle of Wanwan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!