after i found out my new wife was a man

On the way back home, the night was very thick, but the moonlight was still clear. He Yaoqing stretched out his hand to lift the curtain of the carriage, and looked at the back of Xie Ling and driving the carriage with a whip in his hand.

It was very quiet all around, and the trail was also very quiet, only the sound of horseshoes kicking and wheels rolling.

He Yaoqing was not cold at all, but he wrapped tightly the cloak that Xie Lingyu had just put on him: "The moonlight is very good tonight, although the moonlight is not as bright as the sun, it can still clearly illuminate the path to walk .”

Xie Linghe looked back and saw his movements, secretly thinking that he should remember to bring a thicker cloak next time: "Put down the curtain quickly, the wind will make you feel better, and you're almost home."

Home?

But He Yaoqing sat beside him and said, "I'm not cold at all."

Xie Lingyu watched his movements, didn't say anything, and didn't want to drive him back into the carriage, but just took off his robe and put it lightly on him.

Although it has been several days since the beginning of autumn and the weather is getting cooler, Xie Linghe is a martial arts practitioner after all, and he only wears a white singlet under his outer robe. With the wind blowing, He Yaoqing can even vaguely see his thin and small body. arm.

"I'm really not cold," He Yaoqing stretched out his hand to grab his robe. This man has been wearing the so-called "Raising Sword" sachet given by General Xu for the past few days, which smells like the fragrance of plants and tobacco ashes , but he seemed to be able to smell only the coolness and gentleness of this person himself, "Next time I come out, just prepare the horse."

Xie Lingyu didn't ask him why he knew how to ride a horse or how he learned it, but he still just said hello.

After a long time, He Yaoqing looked at him again, frowning tightly, his pupils were so dark that he couldn't see clearly, and asked, "Are you never curious?"

But Xie Lingyu just wanted to reach out and smooth his frowning brows.

"Why don't you want to know, I've been thinking about it day and night," Xie Lingyu didn't hide it, "but you always think about it yourself, if you want to talk someday, no matter what time it is, I'll always listen of."

He Yaoqing pursed his lips and clenched the robe in his hand.

Xie Lingyu smiled, and continued: "And the most important point, you will never harm me, right?"

"...What do you have that is worth my harm."

After a long time, Xie Lingyu heard He Yaoqing's muffled voice, so he waved his horsewhip, smiled lightly and said, "You're right, I was thinking too much before."

Listening to his voice, He Yaoqing didn't speak again, but closed his eyes slightly.

The surroundings became silent again.

He was so humble and cowardly when he was young, but now others are afraid that it will be too late for him, so of course he no longer needs other people to take care of him. Even now, as long as he thinks, a dozen hidden guards will rush up around him in an instant, although they are all skilled in martial arts. However, Xie Ling and the number of people added up are more than enough to capture alive.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it's just him, if he doesn't use Fang Bo's medicine to conceal the breath meridian, of course he can't compare to him in uprightness, but if he uses dirty tricks, the person beside him will have to lie down.

But He Yaoqing now has his eyes closed, and Xie Linghe is driving the carriage beside him, and what surrounds him is the clear and gentle smell of this person, and when he looks up, what pours down endlessly is full of moonlight.

But suddenly felt that this is the best.

Even if it is a road that you don't want to go to the end, there will be a time when you reach the end.

The carriage stopped without alarming anyone, and the two returned to Ling'an Garden carefully.

Walking into the bedroom, Xie Linghe took off the Ningshuang sword from his waist and hung it on the wall. He couldn't help yawning. Except for Xiu Mu, he got up very early every day, and he was really tired even now: "It's time It's getting late, let's go to rest."

He Yaoqing stood behind him, watching his movements and the Ningshuang sword on the wall, his eyes were dark, and he spoke suddenly for no reason.

"As I said, the moon is beautiful tonight."

Xie Ling turned around, a little puzzled: "It's very good, what's wrong?"

He Yaoqing acted as if he didn't notice his fatigue, and only cared about his own satisfaction. His voice was neither tight nor slow: "So, I want to watch you dance the sword."

These words are abrupt and without warning, like a cliff suddenly appearing on a flat road, which will only make people feel puzzled.

--"OK."

Xie Ling and Chong closed their heavy eyes, cheered up, took down the Ningshuang Sword that had just been put away, turned around and walked outside the house, with a relaxed tone, without the slightest reluctance, as if this matter was He himself raised it generally: "Speaking of which, I have never danced a sword for you, have I?"

"I've seen you practice swords on weekdays."

"That's different."

Standing under the eaves, He Yaoqing watched Xie Lingyu slowly draw out his sword, and held up the sword in salute. The scabbard was like ink, and the night was like ink. The body of the sword was like light, and the brilliance also sprinkled the ground, from light to darkness. , as if intertwined with yin and yang, is a round of bright moon behind this person.

The long sword is like a light, the momentum is like a rainbow, the first sword has been released, the second sword reaches, the body follows the sword, and the sword moves swiftly.

The long wind is mighty, the clothes are fluttering, and the feet are not stained with dust. It seems as if you want to ride the wind to go home, but you are as clear as a god.

He Yao looked at him intently, and a faint silver glow fell from the sky, like a fine snow fell all over the sky. The snow fell slowly and covered his whole body.

But the blade of the frost-condensed sword is like autumn frost, with a cold light, as if it can cut off the moonlight.

After Xie Ling and Wu made the last move, they took another sword flower, and took the sword away, turned to look at He Yaoqing, only to find that this person was staring at the Ningshuang in his hand, as if there was something on it that attracted him. Things are normal, even if the eyes are sour, he never blinks.

It was a little far away, so he couldn't see the look in his eyes clearly, he just thought he liked it, so Xie Linghe looked at the moonlight rolling on the Ningshuang sword, and suddenly remembered the afternoon when he just got the sword.

He couldn't help smiling, and a gentle moonlight shone from the corners of his eyes and brows, and walked towards He Yaoqing who was under the eaves: "Do you think that the moonlight shone on the sword, and it seemed to be shining brightly?"

He Yao came back to his senses, lowered his eyes to hide the expression in his eyes, it was completely different from what Xie Lingyu thought, not only did he not have any love at all, but was filled with coldness and indifference.

He didn't know the real meaning of Xie Lingyu's words, and he really hated the sword, so he said, "It's not like it."

Xie Linghe paused, and finally smiled without explaining anything, just said: "You have been looking at Ningshuang, do you like it?"

He Yaoqing's hands hidden in his sleeves were slowly clenched, but his face seemed calm, and he even smiled slightly: "Why, if you say you like it, can you still give me this sword?"

This is really not like what he would say in the past. Apart from being surprised, Xie Ling only thought that it was because of his sadness that he did this tonight, so when he spoke again, he expressed a little bit of coaxing: "Ning Frost was given by Uncle Xu, so of course it’s wrong to resend it, if you want the sword next to it, I’ll try my best to find it for you, okay?”

If it's not the Ningshuang in your hand, even if it's a hundred times better sword, what's the use?

He Yaoqing helped the pillar beside him, and looked up.

Xie Ling and suddenly saw this person looking at him fixedly, with a layer of deep fatigue on his brows, but he couldn't understand what he said: "Don't give it to me, you will one day Will regret it."

Before he could answer, He Yaoqing didn't want to say any more. In fact, he never thought that Xie Lingyu could give Ningshuang to him, but for some reason, he just asked that question just now, turned around and walked into the house, leaving only He said a few words.

"It's late at night, you have to get up early tomorrow, go to sleep."

Indeed, the night was too dark.

Xie Lingyu watched him take off his coat, wash his face, lie down on the bed before entering the study.

He Yaoqing kept his eyes open until he heard rustling in the study, and after a pause, he gently took out a stick of incense from the hidden compartment under the bed. The incense burned very quickly, and he also heard Xie Ling very quickly. and longer breaths.

The effort spent today is much less than in the past, it can be seen that the man is really tired.

If it wasn't for Fang Bo's fragrance, the two of them stayed in the same room every day, how could it be possible that Xie Linghe would not have noticed it for so long?

He Yaoqing got up and walked to the desk, took out a piece of letter paper, wrote something with a pen, folded it up carefully, opened the window again, and tapped twice on the window coffin, with very light movements.

In an instant, a black shadow flashed by, and a man in deep clothes knelt in front of him. The man's head was drooping, almost touching the ground. The half of his face not covered by the black scarf was exactly the same pale and transparent as the previous man. , The eyes are hollow, without half a spirit.

This is simply not the look that a flesh-and-blood human being should have.

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