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At night, Longying went to Jiang Baizhou's bed again.

As soon as he entangled him, Jiang Baizhou kindly taught him the knowledge he had learned from the book: "Indulging in lust hurts the body."

Long Ying laughed softly, and couldn't help saying: "We're not yet indulgent, brother." He whispered something inappropriate to Jiang Baizhou's ear.

Jiang Baizhou also lowered his voice after hearing this, a little surprised: "You are a man, and so am I. Isn't it difficult to do that kind of thing?"

"It's not difficult." Long Ying said, "If you want to do it, you can do it. Otherwise, wouldn't there be so many people who are as good as Long Yang, who can only hold back?"

"..."

Jiang Baizhou hesitated for a while, "It's good that we are like this, we don't need to go any further." He just reflected on it during the day and didn't want to be too indulgent, "I need to rest, Long Ying, you've made me too tired, how about taking a few days off?"

Long Ying's face collapsed immediately: "Is it all my fault? Brother?"

"It's not all your fault, but it's hard for me to hang on to you."

Jiang Baizhou took Long Ying's hand off his waist, and seeing the latter's dejected face, as if he had been wronged by the sky, he was helpless, and felt a little funny, so he covered Long Ying's eyes and gently closed : "Okay, don't say anything, go to sleep."

Jiang Baizhou turned around and blew on the lamp with a wave of his hand.

The two of them slept on the same bed, with only one quilt, which was a bit crowded, but Jiang Baizhou's sleeping posture was not disturbing, and Long Ying stayed close to him without disturbing, and wished it could be more crowded.

Jiang Baizhou had just started to feel sleepy when Long Ying suddenly lifted the quilt and covered him and herself under the hood. In the cramped and crowded darkness, she pressed him hard and kissed him recklessly.

"Well, what are you doing?"

"I want to kiss my brother."

The kiss was made with great force, Long Ying's voice was rustling, she seduced him skillfully, she seemed to be more familiar with his body than himself, her hands were making waves everywhere, Jiang Baizhou was terribly bored under the quilt: "Don't... you behave point……"

As soon as the words came out, Long Ying swallowed them viciously, and almost swallowed her tongue in one gulp.Jiang Baizhou was dizzy and couldn't catch his breath at all.

Long Ying liked the way he was panting very much, so she covered the quilt tighter and kissed him more fiercely, forcing him to curl up in her arms and embrace her with both hands.

Jiang Baizhou was about to pass out, so he couldn't bear it anymore and pushed Long Ying aside.

He got out of the quilt and pressed back, straddling Long Ying's lap.With her head lowered, her long hair drooped and spread away like flowing water, almost submerging Long Ying.

"I'll say it again." Jiang Baizhou panted lightly, his chest rising and falling, and said seriously, "I need to rest, do you hear me?"

Long Ying grabbed the tip of his hair, put it on her lips and gently pecked it: "I didn't hear that, brother."

"..."

When Jiang Baizhou choked, he was seldom angry and would never lose his temper, but Long Ying's appearance really begged to be beaten. He immediately snatched the hair from Long Ying's hand and whipped it like a long whip.

How painful can hair pulling be?Besides, Jiang Baizhou didn't use his strength either.

As if flirting, Long Ying's face was numb from the whip, half of her heart was broken, and the other half was eager for him to give him another whip.

Although Jiang Baizhou didn't understand, he sensed the unspeakable ambiguity.

Desire is invisible and intangible, like invisible air lingering around the room, imprisoning their hands and feet. The more clearly he felt it, the more he felt that he should not continue to let it run amok.So Jiang Baizhou's temper just mentioned dissipated again, and he didn't care about Long Ying.

"If you make trouble again, I'm going to get angry." A person who can't get angry said gently threatening, "Sleep."

"Okay." This time Long Ying obediently responded, "Listen to you, brother."

……

Jiang Baizhou finally had a good night's sleep.

The next day was fine, and when he woke up, Long Ying had already left the house, and left a note by the bed, telling him that the military camp was busy with military affairs, and he didn't know when he would be back today. He also wrote a gossip: "Please miss me, brother."

"..."

Jiang Baizhou put it down after just one glance, turned over, and fell asleep again.

He was recuperating here, and at almost the same time, Long Ying received a letter from the martial arts camp.

The letter was sent from Shangcheng District, sealed with wax paint, and written by the owner of Feiguang Hall.

Long Ying thought of Feige last night, and thought that sure enough, things happened so fast.He was prepared in his heart, but unexpectedly, things were not as he expected.

The letter was divided into two paragraphs, the first paragraph was only a few hundred words, and it turned out to be the palace master's concern for him.It is not easy to say that he lost his father when he was young, and that he has been alone all these years.The next paragraph changed the subject and brought up his marriage. He is twenty-one years old, and it is too late to start a family. It is a pity that he is a great young talent, but he is lonely and has no one to preside over his marriage. For his sake, he decided to make decisions for him himself.

At the end, he also said that he has a daughter who happened to be of the age to leave the court...

——It turned out that he wanted to recruit him as his son-in-law.

Long Ying's eyes darkened, and she felt strange that Ji Shixiong did appreciate him, but to a limited extent.

It would be understandable if it was because he took over the Huiwu Camp and took charge of the troops in the Xiacheng District, so as to prevent Xie Yan from repeating his past. Willing to come, does the Palace Master value the Xiacheng District too much, or does he not value his daughter too much?

Maybe both.

That's even more strange. In the eyes of outsiders, this matter is that the lord married off his beloved daughter. Long Ying was lucky enough to live three lives, so he should be grateful. Why did He Qiuping say it was "breaking into the dragon's pond and tiger's lair"?

Long Ying couldn't figure it out, and she didn't want to think about it.

His first reaction was to refuse. If he wanted to get married, his partner could only be Jiang Baizhou, although Jiang Baizhou was unwilling.

However, it is not easy to refuse this matter, if the Palace Master's wishes are ignored, it may affect his future in Feiguang Palace.

He himself doesn't care about the so-called bullshit future, it would be great if he could leave Feiguang Palace as soon as possible.But Huanghuo didn't care, his teacher had just passed away, and his will fell on his shoulders. He hadn't finished what he should do, and he must not let all the painstaking efforts of the past few years go to waste.

but……

Long Ying stared at the letter, and was stunned for a moment, unable to think of a countermeasure.

He was in a state of anxiety in the Huiwu camp, but the family member didn't know it at all.

Jiang Baizhou had just woken up, and slept through the night and day after day, and it was almost dusk when he woke up.

This sleep was not an ordinary sleep. Jiang Baizhou borrowed the power of the five elements between heaven and earth in his dream to help himself recover by adjusting his breath.

It can't be blamed for his slow recovery, Buried Star City's breath is chaotic, and the power he can absorb is very thin.He submerged his spiritual consciousness to try to explore the power of the earth's veins, but he didn't know whether it was because he was water and his ability to control the earth was relatively weak. The earth didn't accept him, and he was blocked from going deep.

Even so, after this serious rest, Jiang Baizhou's energy is almost better.

As soon as his body recovered, he wanted to go out. Today, on the eighth day of the lunar new year, there is a night market in Buixingyi.

Since Long Ying said that he didn't know when he would be able to return, Jiang Baizhou decided not to wait for him to accompany him, but to go out for a stroll by himself.

Having already memorized the routes in the city, Jiang Bai day put on the white fox fur cloak that Longying bought for him, tied up his long hair, and carried a small glazed lamp in his hand, and walked into the market at night.

There has been no curfew in Buixing Town since ancient times, and the night market is prosperous with people coming and going.

But there are not many people dressed as gorgeously as Jiang Baizhou, and he has an extraordinary temperament and outstanding appearance, attracting countless attention wherever he goes, Jiang Baizhou felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but look down at his clothes.

Long Ying himself is not a spendthrift person, even very simple, but the food and clothing given to him are in line with the specifications of wealthy households in the upper city. Those things are not unusual in Endless Sea, so he is used to picking one up and wearing it , didn't think too much.

However, the people in the lower urban area are poor and there are many homeless people. He is ostentatiously dressed in fine clothes, which is a bit ill-considered to be true.

Jiang Baizhou felt sympathetic, but it was inconvenient to take off his clothes in the street, and when he was at a loss, there was a commotion in front of him, and someone shouted: "Hey, you little girl, you look rich in gold and silver, why are you a rascal? Don’t pay for your food!”

Jiang Baizhou followed the prestige, and saw a candied fruit stall on the street, the stall owner was confronting a girl in pink.

The stall owner had an extremely loud voice, and when he yelled, passers-by from all directions looked over.

The girl was extremely ashamed and indignant, her face flushed red, but she also had a strong temper, and she retorted loudly: "Who is a rascal? Why are you swearing at people!"

The stall owner said: "Anyone who doesn't pay the bill is a scoundrel! Everyone agrees?"

"Correct!"

"That's right!"

"It's only natural to pay for food!"

"..."

The girl was anxious and unreasonable, and whispered: "I didn't mean not to give the money on purpose, I, I forgot to bring money when I went out, can I give it to you next time?"

Her words sounded like an excuse to escape, not only the stall owner didn't believe it, but also the crowd watching.Some people watching the excitement don't think it's a big deal: "If you don't have money, you can get something else! I think the jade pendant on her is not bad, it can be worth a lot of money!"

The stall owner looked happy, and also looked at the jade pendant.The girl quickly covered her mouth: "I just ate a bite of your candied fruit. This is the best Lantian jade. It is worth more than 1 candied fruit stalls. How can it be fair to equal it? Are you stealing money?!"

steal money?Human traffickers are everywhere in the downtown area, so what's the point of stealing money?

What's more, the stall owner has a "justifiable" reason.

The girl had a naive look on her face, obviously she didn't realize this in her inexperienced experience, and she wanted to argue, but the busybodies around her were already ready to move, and countless pairs of eyes were aimed at all kinds of jewelry on her body, waiting for the stall owner to make a move, taking advantage of the chaos Crowd up and carve it up.

At this time, a hand half hidden under the sleeve of the cloud suddenly stretched out to the front of the stall and handed over a piece of silver: "I paid for her."

The stall owner and the girl turned their heads to look at the same time, only to see a tall man with white fur and black hair, looking at them indifferently.The girl was very grateful for this help, looked at his face carefully, and was slightly stunned, unable to look away.

She lowered her head flustered and short of breath, and murmured: "Thank you, young master."

The colorful lights in the street market circulated, and the surrounding crowd dispersed.

Jiang Baizhou turned and left, but the girl followed him and shouted behind him, "Hey, please wait for me!"

Jiang Baizhou turned around: "Is there anything else?"

The girl looked embarrassed, but the street was full of strangers, and she didn't know who to turn to for help besides him, so she blushed and said, "Sorry, I got lost, and I didn't bring any money, and the token was stolen by a thief." Go, don't know how to get home."

"..."

As soon as she mentioned the token, Jiang Baizhou understood that she came from Shangcheng District, no wonder.

"Can you help me?" The girl looked up at him, with tears in her almond eyes.

Looking at her clothes, it must be that the young lady has never suffered, and her mind is pure and undefended, and she even complained to Jiang Baizhou: "My father proposed to marry me to a man I have never met. I hate him so much, but Where else can I go if I don't go home..."