Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

Sitting in Zhan Zhao's room, Yang Jian took a good look at the room with a flash of his eyes. According to the regulations of the Song Dynasty, it seems that a fourth-rank military officer can build a mansion by himself. Housing doesn't seem to be a problem either.Even though he knew that Zhan Zhao wasn't that flamboyant, Yang Jian was a little surprised that Zhan Zhao lived in such a poor place.

This accident made his heart tremble slightly, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Zhan Zhao was a little embarrassed by Yang Jian's scrutinizing eyes, and explained in a tone of voice: "I often go out to investigate cases and rarely live here, but it's just a place to rest temporarily. I see that there are many vacant rooms in the Kaifeng mansion. , so I lived here, second brother, look, it’s already pretty good, I have a small yard by myself.”

Zhan Zhao wanted to open the window to let Yang Jian see his small courtyard. Although it was not big, it was full of flowers and trees. Just as he raised his arms, he suddenly remembered that it was already winter, and there was nothing to see through the dead branches and leaves in the courtyard.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "I saw it when I came in. It's a nice place, quiet and not remote. When you leave the courtyard, whether you go to the court or Mr. Bao's study, the journey is smooth and unobstructed."

Zhan Zhao's face turned red, as if Yang Jian had seen through his mind, he didn't say much at the moment, but smiled and said: "It was my negligence, second brother sat here for a long time and I didn't even offer a cup of tea, it's really not the way to welcome guests." As he said that, he was busy looking for tea leaves and teapots.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Yang Jian waved his hand and landed the dust whisk on Zhan Zhao's shoulder, saying, "Forget it, don't need those vain manners, just sit and talk with me. Seeing that your house is so clean and tidy, maybe half of you There is no one living in the moon, even if you hid any good tea, I am afraid it will be too damp and moldy to drink."

Zhan Zhao blushed even more, knowing that what Yang Jian said was right, he really rarely had refreshments for guests in his house, and he himself was not a particular person, and Bai Yutang often made fun of him for being extremely boring in life.

For a while, I was a little at a loss.

Yang Jian took his hand with a smile, slowly pulled him to sit beside him, tilted his head slightly, and said, "I seldom have such leisure, have you ever thought of me these days apart?"

Zhan Zhao was pulled by Yang Jian, and felt Yang Jian's slender fingers. Although the tentacles were not exerting any force, there was a faint soft force, and people couldn't help but move along with his strength. Yang Jian's palm was slightly cold, but it was not cold. It will make people feel abrupt, but it has a strange warmth, as cool as jade but not irritating, moist but not greasy.

It makes people reluctant to let go.

Except for his own brother and Bai Yutang, Zhan Zhao is rarely held by a man like this.

The strange thing is that Zhan Zhao's heart faintly looks forward to this kind of contact.

Sensing the strange feeling in his heart, Zhan Zhao immediately felt a little embarrassed, hurriedly pulled his hands back, mumbled something for a while, even he didn't hear clearly.

Yang Jian looked as usual, and said lightly: "Actually, I know you have thought of me, and I originally planned to come to see you earlier, but I was caught up in some mundane things. In fact, it was my wishful thinking. How can you have time to accompany me when you are busy with business? Recreation? I'm a lazy person, I'm afraid I'll delay your business if I take the liberty to come here."

Zhan Zhao hurriedly shook his head and said, "Where is it? I often think of my second brother when I have free time. It's strange to say that we have known each other for a long time, and we haven't had a deep relationship yet, but for some reason, we just can't forget my second brother. I thought Second Brother was just passing by to see my gossip, but I took it seriously, how dare I blame Second Brother?! Now that Second Brother is really here, I don’t know how to be the host?”

Yang Jian said: "I just look at you, just talk casually, you don't have to pay too much attention."

Zhan Zhao refused, thought for a while and got up to take Yang Jian to dinner, Yang Jian declined with a smile, Zhan Zhao wanted to take Yang Jian for a stroll in Kaifeng, but Yang Jian also refused with a smile.

Yang Jian did not agree to Zhan Zhao's several proposals.

Zhan Zhao whispered childishly: "Second brother doesn't allow me to do anything, and I, the host, don't do anything. In the future, if people find out, they will inevitably laugh at me."

Yang Jian said: "Okay, sit down for a while, I really just want to take a look."

Zhan Zhao calmed down according to his words, and a light atmosphere suddenly diffused in the room, which was comfortable and cosy. As the air slowly flowed an invisible fragrance, Zhan Zhao's whole body and mind gradually immersed in it, and his consciousness gradually became thinner and blurred. stand up.

This kind of comfort seems to penetrate into the bone marrow, and the meridians all over his body seem to be baptized. Zhan Zhao only feels that the internal force of Dantian is being pulled slowly by an invisible hand. It was repaired by my own internal force...

Yang Jian watched Zhan Zhao gradually sinking into his control, and smiled slightly.

This kid has a pure heart and has no defense against himself. He looks childish and innocent but is tough inside. Zhan Zhao's internal skills are good and his martial arts foundation is very good, but unfortunately he is a guy who doesn't understand himself. Countless small wounds can still be resisted by relying on his youthful skills, but when he gets older, the old wounds will swell and explode, which will make him miserable.

As early as when he saw Zhan Zhao for the first time, Yang Jian knew it, and couldn't help but healed him when he met again in Yujie Village.

His heart cares too much about others, values ​​friendship too much, and neglects himself.

Then, Yang Jian is willing to help him make up for this neglect.

Yang Jian has almost forgotten when was the last time he did something willingly...

The early winter sunshine poured into the house through the windows, and the burning copper stove in the room gradually extinguished the fireworks, leaving only wisps of warm air that had not dissipated.

Zhan Zhao slowly opened his eyes.He lay on his own bed comfortably, covered with his own quilt, took off his red official uniform and put it on the chair at hand, neatly folded as usual.

The Juque sword pressed steadily on the clothes.

As usual every morning when you wake up.

Zhan Zhao was slightly dazed for a moment.

Could it be a dream?Could it be that the second brother didn't come after all?Everything that happened yesterday was clearly displayed in front of my eyes, how did I end my conversation and fall asleep on the bed?Did you get drunk without drinking?

Zhan Zhao sat up on the bed and thought for a long time to no avail.

What about Yang Jian?Has he really been here or is he thinking too much?

Yang Jian, who was dressed in silver-patterned black clothes above the clouds, clearly saw every slight change in Zhan Zhao's expression, his brows slightly raised, his long eyelashes drooping to cover up the silent emotional changes deep in his eyes, Yang Jian's expression was indifferent as usual, But the frown of the eyebrows revealed the flow of thoughts in my heart.

Xiaotiangou couldn't understand, and didn't dare to ask, he hesitated for a long time...

Xiao Tiangou cautiously probed: "Master, shall we go back..."

Yang Jian didn't seem to hear it. He still stayed in the depths of his mind last night. He easily probed into Zhan Zhao's meridians, and his mana wandering healed his internal injuries. Yang Jian almost couldn't help but want to wake up Zhan Zhao and have a deep friendship with him, such a pure water spirit that has been nurtured by kindness and warmth for several generations. When he suddenly woke up and realized his gaffe, Yang Jian quit in a little panic, almost It's about to hurt Zhan Zhao, how can I forget that Zhan Zhao is just an ordinary mortal...

Carrying Zhan Zhao to the bed, undressing and covering the quilt, Yang Jian is not skilled in doing these things. He could have done it with a little mana, but he insisted on doing it himself.

Zhan Zhao's body is warm and soft, his muscles are pliable from years of training, his consciousness is gently sealed away by Yang Jian, and his body cooperates meekly with Yang Jian's movements.

Yang Jian couldn't remember the last time he had such intimate contact with someone.

Everything was arranged according to Zhan Zhao's habit.

Yang Jian sat sideways beside Zhan Zhao. Zhan Zhao slept soundly, breathing evenly and peacefully, with a serene and calm face. It seemed that he was having a good dream. There was a slight smile on Zhan Zhao's lips.

Yang Jian's slender fingers caressed the smiling face on Zhan Zhao's lips. The moment his skin touched, Yang Jian's heart rippled slightly, circled to the bottom of his eyes, and Yang Jian's eyes also had a trace of ambiguous ripples...

No one saw it, but Yang Jian knew it himself.

Sighing softly, gradually disappearing, Yang Jian didn't know what would happen to Zhan Zhao when Little Golden Crow's car drove to Kaifeng Mansion tomorrow.

Now, I know, but Yang Jian doesn't know what he wants.

There is a feeling of wanting to escape, but a deep awareness that he doesn't want to leave, doesn't want to be too far away from Zhan Zhao.

Yang Jian was not used to this kind of contradictory mentality, and this kind of unaccustomed made Yang Jian feel a strange fear.

fear? !Yang Jian was surprised that he still had this kind of mentality. What else in the Three Realms could scare him?What else is he Yang Jian can't control, can't grasp?

His chest trembled suddenly, as if he felt that the Jade Emperor's hand was still on his chest. Perhaps, the only one who dared to say that was the Lord of the Three Realms. Seems like a boring move.

Yang Jian sneered secretly, even if the Jade Emperor saw this, how could he be sure that he could see through all of Yang Jian's developments?Yang Jian has to decide his own fate.

The Jade Emperor sneezed loudly in the Lingxiao Palace, and all the gods who were listening to the teachings in the court looked at each other for some reason.

The Queen Mother raised her phoenix eyes lightly, and saw the Jade Emperor rubbing his nose helplessly.

The Queen Mother suddenly understood and couldn't help but smile wryly. She turned her head to look at the immortals in the hall, cleared her throat and said, "Where is Nezha?"

The Lingxiao Palace was quiet for a moment, and Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, stepped forward with some embarrassment and said, "Go back to your mother, I haven't returned to the heavenly court for many days since the child has been mischievous, what orders does my mother have for Xiaoxian to convey?"

The Queen Mother was not surprised, even if Nezha stayed in the Heavenly King's Mansion, he would not come to the court, and did not say much about Li Jing, but said lightly: "The judicial god's vacation is approaching, and the heavenly court is busy with business. He has always been on good terms with Nezha, let Nezha tell him to go back to Heaven earlier."

Li Jing responded and left the court without incident.

The Jade Emperor stretched lazily, and caught a glimpse of the Queen Mother looking at him with a half-smile. The Jade Emperor turned his head and said, "I don't know anything, so don't ask me anything..."

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