Shangyuan Tour

If there is nothing to cause trouble, people who are naturally restless cannot live a leisurely life.

Ying Mo Wang was silent for a while, and finally another case that moved the sky came up.

This evening Nan Wang Xin took his concubine and entertained all parties. The house was full of guests and friends, and it was very lively.

Ying Zhiyuan followed Mo Tong to give presents, while he mocked Nan Wang's high-profile love for that woman, he was afraid that he would give up Mo Tong, who knew that the two of them were still respecting me during the dinner, pushing cups and changing cups, taking advantage of others When he was unprepared, Mr. Liancheng still grabbed a few hands on the back of Motong's hand.

Ying Zhiyuan saw with cold eyes that several feet of flames had sprung from his forehead, and he thought to himself that this boy surnamed Bai did not know what kind of ecstasy soup he had poured into Mo Tong, and he could still let him fiddle with him in this way!

After finally getting to the wine shop to leave, Motong was a little drunk, got up and wanted to leave, Liancheng refused to let him go, and ordered the old woman to help the young master to rest in the wing, and return to the mansion after he sobered up.

He had good intentions, in the past Mo Tong often stayed overnight.

Who would want to annoy King Yingmo, thinking that he was going to do something bad, took advantage of people's unpreparedness to pick up a rock from a rockery and put it in his sleeve, followed the drunk Lord Nan Wang to a secluded place without lights, and shouted: "Bai Liancheng!"

Nan Wang turned his head and saw a black object slapped him in front of him, and then he let out a scream, blood spurting from his forehead.

Ying Mowang wanted to mend it a few times, but he saw that Nanwang was weak or something, suddenly black blood flowed from his seven orifices, he lay on the ground and kicked his legs twice, he died!

This time, it made a huge mess!

Ying Zhiyuan was so frightened that he trembled all over his body, his hands and feet were cold, he was not afraid of killing people normally, but this Nan Wang is as respected as himself, and he is the emperor's favorite, this time he may even implicate the nine clans!

Heh, wicked people always bully the weak and fear the strong. It's a pity that he has been evil all his life, and he has never bullied someone with a higher status than himself. It can be seen that he is a coward in his bones.

In a warm room.

Mo Tong leaned on the bed and listened to the servant's report, grinning and panting: "It was really filmed?"

"It's taken! Half of the blood on Nan Wang's forehead is real!"

"Oh, Liancheng has suffered because of me!" Mo Tong turned over and got out of bed to check, but was stopped by the servant amusedly.

"No way, the devil has run towards us."

As soon as the words fell, there were chaotic footsteps outside.

Mo Tong hurriedly covered his head and lay down on his side, pretending to be asleep.

The footsteps stopped beside him, and someone shoved him with trembling hands: "Mo Tong, Mo Tong, wake up."

"Who, what's going on?"

Mo Tong held back his smile, got up and rubbed his eyes, the person in front of him was already scared out of his wits, staring at him in a daze.

"Ying Zhiyuan?" Mo Tong waved his hands in front of his eyes.

The man regained his energy, lifted the quilt and pulled him away, only saying: "Something happened here, let's go home."

After they left Nanwang Mansion, they got into their own sedan chairs and shouted back home.

After entering the house and locking the door, Ying Zhiyuan was still holding onto Mo Tong's palm tightly, making his joints white and didn't seem to notice it.

The lamps in the room were not lit, and the subordinates were all far away. The Great Demon King sat on the bedside with a quilt, without saying a word.

Even if Mo Tong was still a little bit drunk, he was woken up.

Looking at his bright face by the moonlight, I stretched out my hand to touch it, and it was wet and hot, and it turned out to be tears.

"Motong," Ying Zhiyuan slowed down a bit, thinking that it would be a matter of time before the Dongchuang incident happened, and he should explain the funeral.

Let me say a few words of homesickness first, miss my parents, miss the bird in my house, and weep even more while talking.

Mo Tong let him vent, and stood up so that his head was leaning against his waist to weep, wondering if the play was too much.

Ying Zhiyuan said again: "Mo Tong, whenever I do something wrong, it's because I like you."

"You..." Motong paused, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and laughed in a low voice, "What did you do wrong to be so scared?"

Ying Zhiyuan thought in his heart, what can he do if he can't talk about it and frighten him, a weak scholar; if he doesn't scare him, what should he do if he hates himself for killing his good friend!

Thinking of Mo Tong also hating him, these days the warm words and jokes will be empty, and my heart will be pierced.Clutching Motong's arm and hugging her in her arms, she sobbed softly, "Motong, I really like you, I really like you!"

There were still some vague and sobbing words after that, as if he was talking about the old things in the past, Mr. Motong couldn't hear clearly, and his heart moved a little bit.

Lifting his chin, he said quietly: "Then are you willing to give it to me?"

After asking a question, before he could react, he rolled into the warm quilt under pressure.

Undressed and naked, Ying Zhiyuan blushed, he was a pampered son, his whole body was smooth and white, he didn't have a single inch of scar, he only felt well-proportioned and firm in his hands, and he was very comfortable.

Mo Tong also seemed to stare blankly for a moment, his eyes darkened, and he swooped up to gag him.

Poor Mr. Ying Zhiyuan was startled, frightened and sad at Guan Kou, he was eaten clean inside and out in a daze.

In the space between the beds, no one can hide whoever wants to.

When Ying Zhiyuan was "served" comfortably, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, this nerd is really good at sex.

Thinking of winning through experience like this, he felt a little bit of resentment, resentment for those invisible shadows who had been favored, most likely the dead man Bai Liancheng also had a part in it.

By this time he still called people nerds.

The next day the sun rose so high that the servants came to serve and wash, Ying Zhiyuan reasoned that he was unwell and refused to get up.

It was already afternoon when Mo Tong went out to do some errands, and when he opened the curtain, he saw that there was still something inside, and he was annoyed and funny and pulled him up: "There are so many sticky things, you don't mind."

Ying Zhiyuan wondered in his heart that he went out for a while, but didn't get any news back, he hesitated, and said embarrassingly: "I can't see you, I feel uneasy."

Mo Tong glanced at him unexpectedly, and thought to himself that the devil in the world is just a hypocrite, after only one night of love, the tiger turned into a cat.

But he didn't know that Ying Zhiyuan was a cat in the first place, and occasionally got tiger skin to show its teeth and claws for a few days.

After grooming and washing, he ate again, filled his stomach and added some energy, then Mo Tong sighed and said inadvertently: "Why did Liancheng go back to the capital, thank you for going to his house."

The bowl in the big devil's hand trembled, secretly thinking that the prince's death was no small matter, he was afraid that the news was blocked to keep the outside world from knowing, but he was investigating the case in secret.

I'm still scared, but somehow at ease, anyway, there will be a day when something happens, so let's have fun during this period.

As the sun went down, she dragged Motong to the bed again.

Mo Tong was naturally happy to agree, and for several days and nights, the two of them put on all kinds of poses and tricks, loving and sweet in every way.In the excitement, they don't want to address each other in a proper manner. They call each other cousin and cousin, and they also call each other dear.

In the end, Ying Zhiyuan was so tired that he crawled on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "In the old years, why did I love to bully you and treat you so hard."

It was hard for him to remember it.

Mo Tong paused for a long time, Fang said: "Of course there are some reasons."

"What's the reason?" Ying Zhiyuan widened his eyes.

He is one year older than Mo Tong, but his memory is much later.

"Well, there must be some reason." Mo Tong patted his back and closed his eyes to sleep.

But in his mind, he was thinking about the old things from his childhood, they were playing with fish by the pond, Mr. Mo Tong smiled and pinched Ying Zhiyuan's little fleshy face, the guy got annoyed and kicked him in;

There was also a reason for the pricking of the forehead, Mo Tong kissed him while he was sleeping, the guy woke up and exploded, intending to take revenge;

It's just that the time when he injured his ankle was a bit inexplicable, as if Ying Zhiyuan saw him, he thought of his bad impression before, and acted cruelly willfully; it was precisely this incident that caused him endless troubles.

Of course Mr. Mo Tong would not say these things, and there were many other things that he did not intend to say.

How good it is to have a rotten belly, it’s best that no one can remember after a long time, and then let yourself describe black as black and white as white.

Things came to light very quickly.

After Ying Zhiyuan lived wantonly and licentiously, she fell in love with Motong more and more, thinking how nice it would be to keep him for a lifetime.

But with a heavy matter like Mount Tai on his mind, he is also in a trance, often following Mo Tong's footsteps, it will be daylight.

Then hell.

Bai Liancheng, who was supposed to be "dead", was sitting in the teahouse chatting and laughing with his family, and even dared to hit Motong on the head with a fan when they were chatting and laughing.

Ying Zhiyuan was shocked!

He wanted to run away, but he also wanted to take Mo Tong away quickly, otherwise the guy might not know how to revenge Ying's family; before he raised his feet, he suddenly felt something was wrong, Mo Tong was so calm and innocent from the beginning to the end, maybe the two of them were partnering to deceive him !

Lightning flashed in my mind, thinking about the past and the future, I was more sure of this guess.

What a thunderbolt!

All kinds of tenderness are empty!

This person set up a circle, let himself jump in, and then falsely comforted him to take the opportunity to overwhelm him, stealing people and stealing hearts, and talking sweet words when he was happy was probably just to stabilize himself!

Poor Ying Zhiyuan was taken out of his soul at this moment, "slapped" two big mouths at himself, turned his head, and stumbled away.

At this time, he didn't know whether it was because of the hatred or the pain. His whole body was hollowed out, and he felt very empty.

Went to Yingying's old house, fell ill and lay in bed for more than ten days.

Besides, Mo Tong was chatting with Lian Cheng, so it might as well be stalking behind him. While chatting about which girl Mo Tong molested and was bitten by someone, Lian Cheng was so happy that he beat the table, a servant came in and said to the two of them : "It's not good, Master Tang seems to have bumped into it just now, and left in a daze."

"Ah!" Mo Tong stood up in a panic and said, "Hurry up!" He walked back and forth restlessly, panting and planning, "No rush, no rush, he is ordered to leave home, and he can't go anywhere else."

"My lord, forgot?" The servant sighed, "Today is exactly half a day."

It was exactly half a year when I left home according to the order.

Mo Tongfang slumped down on the chair, dumbfounded.

When the Great Demon King returned home, the Ying family was very happy. Although he was ill, the doctor also said that the young master was in good health, and he didn't seem to be suffering.

Mr. Ying thought to himself, he might not be angry because of Mo Tong's harsh words. Since he was a child, no one loved him. He bowed his head under the eaves, so he was naturally aggrieved when he returned home.

He didn't take it seriously.

Ying Zhiyuan lay on the bed, thinking left and right, everything was empty.

At one moment, she wished she could die immediately, so that Ying Motong could cry bitterly in front of her grave; at another moment, she wished she could send someone to kill Bai Liancheng, so that the two of them could no longer plot against her; It's been a long time since I've been home, and Ying Motong doesn't come to visit.

Of course Ying Motong would not come, he was so busy in the study that his hands were almost cramping.

After all, Mrs. Guan is a careful woman, seeing that her son is always unhappy, and the things he usually likes to play are not eye-catching, so he said: "It's your birthday the day after tomorrow, so please invite some of your friends to come over and have a good time."

Ying Zhiyuan was about to refute, when he suddenly thought that that person might be able to come, so he agreed in a muffled voice.

The eldest son's birthday banquet, the troupe's gongs and drums shook the sky, and the house was full of guests.

After waiting boredly for a long while, someone shouted: "Young master Motong is here—"

In the room, Ying Zhiyuan could hear it playing, and ran out in a hurry, looking carefully at a handsome person reflected by the lantern, it wasn't Ying Motong!

Pulled into the inner room, when he was about to speak, Mo Tong covered his mouth and said with a low smile: "You have a lot of people in your family, don't talk nonsense."

Ying Zhiyuan said in a daze, "You know what I said?"

Mo Tong pulled his hand to touch his heart, and nodded firmly: "I know, I'm just like you."

Be passionate, what you think is what I think.

He was given a stack of thick books and told him to work hard.

After he left, Ying Zhiyuan opened it and saw that the national history of this dynasty from the day it was founded to last year was transcribed by Motong himself and compiled into delicious short stories, one by one, one after another, plus the previous intentional or unintentional infiltration Ying Zhiyuan is a fool, so he should write down all the stories he has heard.

The imperial decree has another restriction: go home and close the door for three months, memorize the 200-year history of the dynasty, and the ban can only be lifted after passing the examination, otherwise they will not be allowed to step out of Yingfu for life.

Mr. Ying was worried at first, but when he heard that Young Master Tang personally sent him the history books for him to recite, he praised Motong again in his heart.

After the three-month period expired, Eunuch Xia came to inspect and accept it in person, and the respectful young man knelt in the hall, pointing and reciting, and answering fluently.Eunuch Xia nodded in satisfaction, withdrew the imperial army, and returned to his command.

This old man wanted to read Young Master Tang's book, and he was shocked. The neat lowercase letters that he wrote down one by one, are completely a symbol of worrying about Zhiyuan!

His eyes were slightly sour, and he sent someone to find out the letter of the young master a few months ago, if there was any mention of a vacant position in the frontier, the old man sighed, why did a child travel so far away, and simply recommended him to be a job in Yique Master it!

But he didn't know that Mr. Mo Tong started writing this book precisely when Ying Zhiyuan entered Mo Tong's study for the first time, so that it fell into Mr. Ying's hands today.

Bai Liancheng knew all about the cause and effect, so at this moment he had no choice but to give his thumbs up in admiration.

Ying Motong smiled slightly, as if this incident had never happened, got into the carriage and went to Yique to take up his post.

There was another one in the carriage, spitting out grape seeds and doing nothing, seeing him coming, he hooked his neck and climbed up happily.

"You never blamed me?" Mr. Motong also asked his cousin later.

Ying Zhiyuan said with a "hehe" smile: "I was blaming you at first, but it's also very interesting to think about how you will use all your schemes and schemes to tie me down from now on."

Ha, he won't stay this time!

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