comeback [rebirth]

Compared with calm and gentle, this kiss is more like a hasty one.

——It seems that only in this way can we distinguish those complex and difficult emotions.

Yan Xuan was obviously stunned by his sudden action, his eyes were deep and dark, a little more attractive than before.To make eye contact at such a close distance is like falling into a bottomless well, and all reason and thoughts, witty words and clever words are wiped out in this instant.

Cen Yuan thought that he was just a mortal womb with all kinds of emotions and six desires. His eyes were half closed, and when he suddenly met the other party's line of sight, his Adam's apple slid up and down. He hooked his neck, closed his eyes and kissed him more deeply.

For a moment, he thought that he was still deeply trapped in some kind of ambiguous dream, which was a reverse attack produced by the undiscovered desire in his subconscious.

But the intertwining of breaths is unprecedentedly inseparable, the softness against the lips and the warmth in the mouth are also extremely real, so real that it almost occupies all his senses, and he didn't even realize when Yan Xuan raised his hand Pressed on the back of his head.

The feeling of being robbed of breathing is very distinct, but it is not repulsive, and the feeling of suffocation is even more addictive.He couldn't help clenching the hand on the back of the opponent's neck, perhaps intending to evacuate, but inevitably getting closer.

In the confusion, he even had an illusion, as if the almond blossom trees above his head were rushing to bloom in the blink of an eye, spreading a sea of ​​pink and white flowers over the courtyard.It just so happened that the wind was blowing and the flag was blowing, and the fallen petals passed over his exposed skin one by one, sending out a dense tremor.

He trembled suddenly, and couldn't help but retreat.

The deep panting was unstoppable immediately, and it rang in the ears of the two of them like the sound of a drum beating.

But their foreheads are still pressed against each other, the breath is disconnected between the mouth and nose, and the nostrils are rubbing against each other in the gap where they are not aware of each other.

Cen Yuan raised his eyes slightly: "Speak."

His voice was still heavily hoarse, but there was an inexplicable sense of condescension.

But this time Yan Xuan didn't even throw "what to say" back to him, but just rubbed the back of his head.

"Little General." After a while, Cen Yuan shouted again, but this time, it was unknown whether it was the aftertaste of the kiss or intentional, which made the call sound a little more hoarse and bewitching.

He said with a low smile: "We worshiped the church."

It was a legitimate right he could exercise.

Because the distance was too close, he couldn't see Yan Xuan's complete expression clearly, but he knew that Yan Xuan had been staring at him, and he could also see a layer of smile gradually appearing in Yan Xuan's eyes.

Not long after, Yan Xuan answered from the depths of her throat: "Yes."

Almost at the next moment, Cen Yuan felt the hand around his waist suddenly tightened, and then his back touched the tree trunk behind him.

The person in front of him bowed his head and kissed again.

Obviously the previous moment's movements were still intense, but when the lips of the two touched, everything suddenly became gentle again.

Yan Xuan didn't go deep, just clinging to each other in a nonchalant way, and sometimes rubbing each other tightly.

——It seems that after the uncontrollable presumptuousness, the rationality has just returned, and it has been replaced by handy restraint.

And only at certain moments, perhaps because the other party couldn't cover it up, did Cen Yuan notice that Yan Xuan's lips seemed to be trembling as he kissed him.

For no reason, he felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart.

Before he could figure out the reason, his body had already deepened the kiss like an instinctive reaction.

The warm sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the buds on the branches tremble slightly.

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Although Xianyun Mansion is located in a downtown area, it has a spacious location, the backyard is closer to the back door, and the back door is next to the river.Therefore, even if there is constant noise outside the mansion, only the front yard near the gate can enjoy the hustle and bustle, and this place is hardly affected.

In addition to the apricot tree, Yan Xuan also asked people to set up a special place under the tree, where they put the stone table and the soft table, completely according to Cen Yuan's preference.

Cen Yuan tried to lie down on the soft couch for a while, and almost fell asleep in the sun, but he thought that he hadn't seen other places, so he grabbed Yan Xuan's hand and let someone drag him up.

He took Yan Xuan's hand and ran around the mansion. It looked like he had never lived in an elegant mansion. If he didn't say it, he really couldn't tell that this was a prince who came out of the palace. .

The backyard connects the study and the bedrooms. Besides the main hall, there is another wing room located at the other end of the mansion.There are large and small square pavilions in the front yard, which is indeed a good place to settle down.

However, although each room is almost fully equipped with furniture, it is obvious that it has not been cleaned thoroughly, especially the wing room, which may have been less used before and is already covered with a thick layer of dust.

As for the bedroom, it was fairly clean, except that there was only an empty bunk bed, and I hadn't had time to buy bedding or anything.

A little bit beyond Cen Yuan's expectation, it belongs to the study room.

The original owner should be a lover of reading. The study is in a separate room, and there is a special area for collecting books in the inner room. The bookshelves themselves are full of more than ten rows.

It's just that the bookshelves are empty right now, which makes them look a bit lonely in contrast.

Cen Yuan could not see this empty feeling.He had never set foot in Yan Xuan's study in the Changping mansion, so he didn't know what it was like there, but according to his memory of Yan's mansion, there were a lot of books in Yan Xuan's house, and the study in his own mansion was even more crowded. The Four Books and Five Classics are still idle conversation books, no matter what, there is always a way to fill these shelves later.

He silently put this matter on the agenda in his heart, and then he was relieved.

In addition, the tables and chairs in the room looked much cleaner than other rooms, obviously cleaned recently.Cen Yuan reckoned that it was probably because Zhang Bo cleaned up slowly by himself, and happened to start tidying from the study, which caused this situation.

He didn't think much, and left the study after a glance.

Not long after they walked out of the study room, suddenly a pigeon hovered in the sky flapping its wings. After a while, it flew straight down to where the two were, and landed on Yan Xuan's outstretched knuckles. There is also a roll of paper tied to the side.

It is a carrier pigeon from Chang'an.

Yan Xuan followed the pigeon's back and took down the note.

Cen Yuan leaned forward, his lips were still stained with a deep red: "Who is the letter from? What did you write?"

Yan Xuan opened the note, gave the other party a look, and said, "Fu Jianxin."

In order to prevent the letter from being intercepted by others, they specially set a code, so it took some time for Cen Yuan to decipher the words on the note.

As soon as he finished reading, he looked at Yan Xuan in surprise: "Have they found out where Bi Ling used to be?"

"To be precise, there is Cui Yu'er," Yan Xuan said.

Cen Yuan was noncommittal, read the letter back and forth again, and said: "According to what I know about the Huanyi Bureau, it is usually a place where maids who have made mistakes in the palace, but the crime is not fatal, go. It goes without saying. A lot of people went in, basically hanging their lives in it, and it was even more difficult to turn over again."

The letter stated that Bi Ling entered the palace eight years ago and entered the warehouse. Three years ago, she was sent to the Huaining Palace for some reason. But not long after, she was kicked to the Clothes Bureau for stealing and did not return until a year ago. to the warehouse.

After hearing this, Yan Xuan pointed to the word "a year ago" with her finger: "At this time, it is already Cui Yu'er."

Cen Yuan agreed with a "hmm": "But what I didn't expect was..."

After Yan Xuan withdrew his hand, he raised his finger to point to the other three words - "Huaining Palace".

"Since the letter didn't mention what Yang Biling did in Huaining Palace and why he went there, it means that Fu Jianxin and the others are still investigating." Cen Yuan said, "The people around you will never be so stupid that even this Unexpected."

Yan Xuan nodded slightly, but didn't say anything more.

As for the people who used to be...

Cen Yuan followed the paper, and then read the last paragraph: The people who were in the warehouse, Huaining Palace, and the Clothes Bureau at the same time as Bi Ling back then, except for Jinshang Palace, who worked for Prime Minister Duan. In addition, the rest of the palace ladies and palace people all disappeared.

There are tens of thousands of ghosts in the palace walls, and the people above may become one of them one day, so who cares about the people below?

In a year's time, it was too easy for a few palace people to "disappear" without anyone noticing.

However, these were not too different from what Cen Yuan had expected, so he only sighed secretly, and packed up the letters.When he returned to the front hall, he asked Uncle Zhang for a fire copy, and burned the letter directly.

However, paper can burn to ashes, the truth does not.

A few days later, the two set off after dinner to Qingbaolou.