Startled Meng

Coming out of Jingkang Street, Yu Fang knew he hadn't returned home. He missed the old doctor's deathbed and couldn't find any clues about Yan Jingping. He had no face to face the arrangements at home to welcome Yan Jingping.

He couldn't even go to Yan's mansion, Yan Cijing didn't need his comfort, he would only annoy both of them if he went.

Where else could he go?Where is the breath of Yan Cijing?

Yu Fangzhi finally went to the Pinecui Tower.

The scene where he collapsed in the warehouse holding Yan Cijing is still vivid in his memory. At that time, he still couldn't figure out why he got close to Yan Cijing for no reason. He just felt that the night was bright and bright, cool The wind is blowing, and the scenery is very good.

Later, the deep love started from a one-night relationship. I don't know how many times I said I like and love him, and I listened to it a lot. How did I get to where I am now?

With wine in hand, Yu Fang knew one cup after another, while drinking, he randomly guessed when Yan Cijing broke his heart.

The amount of wine that can be poured out of the jug is getting less and less, and the smile on his lips is becoming more and more obvious. Wine is a good thing, and if you are not sober, you can also lie to yourself logically. Yan Cijing is just tired Now, maybe after a while, she will embrace him again.

After much deliberation, I still can't forget Yan Cijing's deliberate dodge these past few days. Yu Fangzhi threw away the empty wine glass and shouted resentfully: "Bring the wine!"

It wasn't a maid who came in, Yu Fangzhi stared blankly at the person who opened the door.

The crimson official robe has a dusty temperament, thin but tall and straight, his eyes are shining like stars, and his thin lips are as moist as red cherry blossoms. No matter how indifferent he is, as long as he is willing to come over, Yu Fangzhi will put aside all worries and embrace him again. into the bosom.

"I knew you wouldn't really abandon me!"

The man in his arms smiled lightly, came up with two broken arms, and pressed a kiss on his cheek, which made Yu Fang feel at a loss, holding his face, and gently rubbing against the blood-stained area .

He stroked the center of the eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, the cheeks, and the chin one by one, and asked distressedly, "I tried hard to clean your face, do you feel pain?"

Pressing the man into his arms hard, Yu Fangzhi was so painful that it was hard to add: "Why do you always say those things to hurt me? Do you know how scared I was when I rushed today? If something really happens to you, you want me to How to forgive yourself?"

"I value you, but you never tell me when things happen, don't you count the things you said you love me!"

Yu Fangzhi talked on and on for a long time, but he couldn't finish pouring out the pain in his heart. When he was panting, he sometimes felt a hand wandering around his waist. Looking down, his belt was untied and his coat was half lifted.

Yu Fangzhi was a little confused, holding the hand that was wandering on his chest, a little happy and a little suspicious: "Why are you so active tonight?"

"You like me so much, and I love you too, so what are you waiting for?"

Yu Fangzhi saw that he hurriedly took off his official robe to reveal his light white underclothes, and sat on his lap with his legs apart, and looked up, that pink and white face suddenly became strange.

Yu Fangzhi immediately reached out and grabbed his neck, scolding: "You are not him! Who are you?"

The little boy was lifted up, begging for mercy, he didn't know what he was saying, and he was not interested in listening, so he let him roll, and the boy fell to the ground, not caring whether it was ugly or not, and crawled out on the ground with hands and feet, so he knew what the words were Not wanting to stay any longer, strode away.

With the smell of alcohol still on and his clothes still on, Yu Fangzhi broke into Yan's mansion in a mess and rolled onto Yan Cijing's bed.

Yu Fang knew that the burning anxiety in his body had a direction. He tore off the bed curtain and held Yan Ci Jing, who was half awake, without giving each other time to react. The dazzling white in the dark night did not awaken the rationality known in the language.

He started passionate kisses and brutal demands, praying that the cool lips and moist hugs would calm the uneasiness in his heart.

On the edge of pain and joy, Yu Fangzhi is the only one who repeatedly asks, does Yan Cijing really love him?

Maybe it's love, otherwise he wouldn't just pause for a moment, then respond to him with a submissive tongue and suppressed panting, is it really love?Such intense intercourse could not force a quick gasp, not even a sharp moan, but gritted their teeth and silently endured all the possession and plunder.

He guessed that Yan Cijing was in pain, and only pain.

No one had the slightest pleasure, but no one wanted to stop, the quilt fell to the ground, the bed hit the table crookedly, the vase with the begonias was precarious and finally fell to the ground.

The flower dew overflowed the floor, and the warmth of the fragrance entered the tent. If it couldn't be warmed, Yu Yu knew his eyes were as cold as ice, and the pervasive crabapple made the corners of Yan Cijing's eyes slightly wet.

A love affair, dripping but not hearty, will eventually come to an end.

Yu Fang knew that he would not give up, hugged Yan Cijing from behind, and dropped a series of kisses that were not completely cooled on the back of his neck.

Yan Cijing was stiff, his voice was dry and rough, he said, "I want to go back to Jiangling."

Yu Fangzhi hugged that waist tightly, and replied, "I'll walk with you."

"I'll go by myself."

Yu Fangzhi didn't kiss him anymore, but still hugged him, exerting great strength, wishing to be together, but he felt powerless, Yan Cijing's body couldn't warm up no matter what.

In the end, he had to compromise.

"it is good."

Yu Fangzhi pressed against the clammy skin and kept his eyes open until dawn.Yan Cijing also stayed up all night, until Yu Fangzhi no longer hugged him to get dressed and left.

He thought about it all night and didn't know how to face it, so he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but it turned out to be true, and fell asleep in the dim morning light.

When I woke up, it seemed like a lifetime away. The torn bedding, the marks on my body, and the broken porcelain bottle beside the bed all showed the bestiality of last night.

The mess had to be cleaned up, put on clothes and called Juniper and Du Yan to come in together, put on hot water, change the bedding, and sweep the broken tiles, the two servants moved swiftly, and soon, the room was lifeless as if nothing had happened.

The hot water prepared by the screen was steaming, and the marks on his body could be washed away with just a soak. Yan Cijing took off his pajamas and didn't go to take a bath. He turned his back to the mirror to look at the scars behind him.

Burned and hit by a board, his back was like a puddle of mud, and Yan Cijing touched the uneven scar with his backhand, lingering on the dark hickey on the edge of the scar.

Even last night, when Yu Fang Zhi invaded him, he still licked the healed wounds back and forth like any time before, so that the only thing that these wounds could arouse was passion and desire.

Yan Cijing was about to sigh and hastily stopped it, as if the tears that fell could also be stopped.

Having reached this point, it was too late for anything, Yan Cijing closed his eyes tightly, groping back and forth for the shallow linear scar on the side of his waist, this scar was born from the bottom of his heart, hidden under other scars, and Yu Fang knew it could not be comforted arrived.

The grievances between him and Yu Fangzhi are over, and only this life is left to return to the Meng family.

After cleaning himself up indiscriminately, and stuffing something into his stomach, he calmly went to see Wei Cheng to explain what happened yesterday.

Hei Ying was dead, and was thrown into the back door of the Wei Mansion without human beings or ghosts. Wei Cheng was so angry that his mind was buzzing, and he ordered people to throw the body away.

The prime minister is very busy, and he can't slack off for a moment when he holds the power in the court. He has recently discovered that many ministers have become more and more perverse, and they can't do anything about them. How to criticize mediocre officials who don't do anything should be carefully considered, and the other trivial matters will be temporarily handed over to Yan Cijing.

"Black Eagle is stupid. Regardless of the other party's status, he will do everything possible to take him back and play with him. He has offended many people. Now he has been killed and his house has been burned. He deserves it! One day, sooner or later!" The servant named Hu En beside Heiying had accumulated grievances for a long time, and angrily scolded Yan Cijing.

Yan Cijing was disturbed, and asked coldly: "Wei Chengcheng asked the subordinate to complete the unfinished business of Black Eagle, what exactly is it?"

The servant nodded in agreement, served a cup of tea, and said, "Before, Black Eagle was ordered by the Prime Minister to set traps inside and outside the city to ambush Xia Changying."

Yan Cijing's eyes froze, he brushed away the teacup, and said, "Tell me about the trap set by the black eagle."

"Yes."

The news of Xia Changying's appearance is not accurate enough, and the only way to ambush Xia Changying is to make thorough preparations.Black Eagle has arrangements both inside and outside the city. It is not suitable to act high-profilely in the city. It mainly relies on secret surveillance and visits. There are few people outside the city.

Yan Cijing had seen these places one by one, but what puzzled him was why the black eagle set up an ambush on the thirteen slopes on the west side of Cangshan Mountain?

This place has the most manpower and the most intensive agencies. If Yan Cijing hadn't met Xia Changying, he would have suspected that Black Eagle had received the exact news that Xia Changying would indeed pass by here.

After asking the ambushed soldiers and the servants around him, no one knew the reason for Black Eagle's arrangement. Yan Cijing thought about it for a moment and decided to follow Black Eagle's train of thought.

He ordered: "Catching the wind and catching the shadows is hard to avoid. Have you checked the place where Xia Changying once lived?"

I don't know if it was slack or negligence, but Hei Ying never gave orders to investigate Xia Changying's past, and the servants who obeyed his orders didn't think it was wrong, and they didn't know to investigate until Yan Cijing reminded him.

A clue was soon found. The courtyard where Xia Changying lived in the past was still deserted, and his servants asked Yan Cijing for instructions: "Master Yan, do you want to go there yourself?"

Yan Cijing nodded, "Go."

The author says:

The bubble that broke up——