Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

I don't know why the journey back home was so long this time, the carriage swayed for an hour and still hasn't returned home.

The coachman didn't flick his whip to make the horse go faster, as if on purpose.

If you have the heart, you can go out of the capital.

Because of the slow and steady driving, Jiang Younian was too comfortable in Xiao Yishu's arms, just now they were chatting and their eyelids were getting heavier, so they lay down in Xiao Yishu's arms and fell asleep.

The little fox in his arms suddenly became speechless and breathed steadily, Xiao Yishu bowed his head with a non-aggressive face.

Jiang Younian's head was resting on Xiao Yishu's shoulder, and the hair beside his ear hung down to cover half of his face.

Xiao Yishu brushed away a handful of broken hair from his face, and twirled the tip of the hair with his fingers, it was very soft.

It is estimated that the fur on the body of the little fox is also so soft.

For the first time, Xiao Yishu scrutinized the little fox's facial features.

The black eyelashes are long, and the lower eyelid casts a shadow.

The rosy lips are slightly opened, and when you breathe, you will spit out a slight breath. You can see the white teeth. The red lips and white teeth make people want to taste it.

The skin on the face is delicate and flawless, like a piece of fine white jade, the most beautiful collection that has been carefully carved.

Every time the little fox fell asleep, he was completely defenseless, as cute as a two- to three-month-old milk cat.

None of the willful mischief of waking life.

Maybe Xiao Yishu is holding a dagger at him now, maybe he won't find out.

This thing is more pleasing to the eye when asleep.

Jiang Younian seemed to be dreaming of delicious food, and he pouted his mouth, the bright red lips glistening with water.

He said something vaguely that he didn't understand, as if there was a chicken character.

It seems that he is very attached to the big fat chicken.

Jiang Younian's dream was wonderful, he dreamed that Xiao Yishu became his slave, he obeyed him, even whipped him with a small whip without complaining.

Let him go east and dare not go west, and offer one bite at a time to his ancestors, and kill big fat chickens for him to eat every day.

Just when Jiang Younian was about to take a bite of the bloody chicken, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his forehead and his head buzzed.

After opening his eyes, the chicken flew away, only Xiao Yishu's indifferent face was in front of him, looking down at him from above, not flattering him like he was in the dream.

The pain on his forehead just now was caused by Xiao Yishu flicking his head, but now that sinful hand is being lowered.

Jiang Younian's skin was fair, and the skin on his forehead that was hit by the bullet showed a small patch of red in an instant, and soon turned blue, and it was hot and painful when he touched it.

Obviously, she was a little goblin who had gone through all kinds of trials and hardships all over the world before, and she was often injured in fights, but she shed tears because of this head bump.

Jiang Younian couldn't see his own expression, tears of pain rolled in his eyes, this was the first time Xiao Yishu saw the little fox so wronged that he was about to cry.

It is conceivable that Xiao Yishu did not spare any energy, and his head was about to be thrown out of the sky by him.

It was so interesting, it made him want to continue to bully this little fox even more.

Jiang Younian held his aching forehead and exhaled, cursing, "What's wrong with you?"

"Yes." Xiao Yishu said righteously: "Isn't this king's illness just waiting for you to cure it?"

"Bah, I won't cure you, so you can spend the rest of your life limping."

Xiao Yishu's legs just got better, and he could walk a few steps, but Jiang Younian sat on the stool all the way, and the blood flow stopped.

Although his face was flat, it would be a lie to say that he was not uncomfortable.

He said in a deep voice, "Get down!"

Only then did Jiang Younian realize that the carriage had stopped.

The coachman outside said: "The third highness and the third princess have already returned home."

Jiang Younian yelled at him: "Can't I wake up properly? Do I think my head is made of iron? Really, no one in the world can stand your bad temper, and whoever marries you will be unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Xiao Yishu didn't refute, and looked straight back at Jiang Younian, his eyes seemed to say: Isn't it you who will be unlucky for eight lifetimes?

Jiang Younian seemed to understand it, and he said, "So Dong Wanqiu was killed by you."

He struggled to stand up with great movements. His buttocks were fleshy, but the two bones in his buttocks were particularly painful, which made Xiao Yishu's thighs hurt.

Xiao Yishu's legs are always uncomfortable in recovery these days, and he frowned and hissed when he was touched like this.

However, Jiang Younian was heartless and didn't hear it. He didn't pick up the outer robe at his feet and put it on.

He is a man at heart, so he doesn't pay that much attention.

Outsiders can tell at a glance that he was treated like that by Xiao Yishu just now.

Jiang Younian turned around and jumped off the carriage, the maid outside exclaimed: "Oh! Third princess, it's cold in the early autumn night, you have to put on a robe, otherwise you'll catch cold."

He was in a very bad mood, he didn't want to pay attention to anyone, he shook off the hand that the servant girl offered to support him, and strode into Qi Wang's mansion.

The servant girl can't catch up with her family's "weak" third princess even if she runs with her legs broken.

Xiao Yishu still didn't go back to the bedroom today, but stayed overnight in the study.

It was late at night, and when everyone was sleeping soundly, the surrounding area was very quiet.

There were whispers in the gazebo in the small garden behind the study.

Chu Yun leaned on the pillar of the gazebo and listened to Xiao Yishu and said: "The recent murders and liver digging in the capital are related to the prince. Go and check the prince's movements. Tonight he appeared near Wuyang Street and met the murderer."

Chu Yun asked puzzledly, and the scar across his left eye wrinkled: "I would like to ask, how did you know that it was related to the prince? Did you see the prince on Wuyang Street?"

Xiao Yishu shook his head: "The third concubine saw it, and he said that the murderer was not a human, but a goblin, a goblin raised by the prince."

"Fairy? Are you sure the words of the third princess are trustworthy?"

Chu Yun was even more puzzled. He was good at killing people, and the goblin had only heard of it in rumors.

He believes that there are goblins in the world, but he has never really seen them.

The wine on the table has been warmed with hot water, Xiao Yishu poured a glass and took a sip, and lazily said: "If you can't figure it out, go ask Master Zenyi, he always has a way to deal with demons and ghosts."

Master Zen Yi is a Taoist magician who Xiao Yishu made friends with, and his cultivation is quite high.

Xiao Yishu had studied with Master Zen Yi for a period of time before, but he was a little superficial and not deep in his knowledge.

The demon-fixing ring trapped around Jiang Younian's neck was made by Master Chan Yi.

The gazebo was quiet for a moment, Chu Yun was full of thoughts but didn't know where to start, turned around and was about to leave, then turned back.

"Your Highness, you really love Miss Dong's family..." Chu Yun paused, and then continued: "Are you really in love? She belongs to the queen..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yishu interrupted him: "Chu Yun, is it useful to keep this person for a while, emotional?"

Xiao Yishu tightly squeezed the empty white porcelain wine glass in his hand, almost crushing it, and squeezed out three words between his teeth: "He is not worthy."

Chu Yun understood: "This subordinate is being abrupt. When it becomes useless, as long as His Highness gives an order, this subordinate will kill her with a knife."

As he spoke, his fingers and thumbs resting on the hilt pushed out the hilt by two inches, making a clang.

"Killed with a knife." Xiao Yishu sneered mockingly, poured a second glass of wine and put it in front of his nose to smell the fragrance, raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Yun with an indifferent look: "Chu Yun, tell me, how can we make a Is life better than death?"

Chu Yun blurted out: "Ling Chi, cut him to pieces."

There are many tortures that torture the body, and the most painful is the torture of Ling Chi, which requires skillful cutting, so that people can live to see their own flesh being cut off piece by piece, and they are completely tortured to death three days later.

However, Xiao Yishu shook his head in dissatisfaction: "Not enough, not enough, not enough, too light."

"Human pig?" Chu Yun said again.

The human pig cuts off the limbs, pokes the eyes and cuts off the nose and ears, pours red-hot copper into the ears, and finally digs out its organs, turning the person into a human stick.

It is also an extremely brutal punishment.

But Xiao Yishu smiled after hearing this, very contemptuously, he raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and his sober eyes were filled with sternness.

On the surface, it was as if he had met an enemy on the battlefield, but he said slowly: "Physical torture is nothing, mental torture is the ultimate, it can be engraved into the soul the most, and it will take him the rest of his life.

No, it is the eternal life of living in the pain of self-condemnation and no redemption. Maybe he can put what he wants in front of him. It, and then cut him into pieces. "

ruthless!

It was too cruel.

Not only to torture a person's body, but also trample on his heart and soul.

In every tragic battlefield in the past, Chu Yun had never seen Xiao Yishu who was so full of hatred.

Now even if he didn't kill anyone, he could still feel the bloody smell coming from him.

On the other side, in the bedroom of the Qingkang Institute, Jiang Younian, a "resentful woman in a boudoir", has been alone in the vacant room for who knows how many nights.

He looked at the empty and chilly big bed.

For some reason, it seemed a lot colder than usual tonight.

But it's not long into autumn, and it's not that cold outside, not enough to need a heater.

Jiang Younian fell sideways on the big bed, rolled around the quilt a few times, and finally stopped to look sideways at the night sky outside the window.

There is not even a star in the sky at night in autumn, and the moon is mostly covered by clouds.

Occasionally, a flash of lightning passed away in a flash, but there was no rumbling sound.

It's going to rain, but in this situation, I don't know if the rain will be successful.

Maybe God just lost his temper.

"Cripple, sleeping in the study again." Jiang Younian muttered, and got into the cool bed: "Hmph, just right, I thought your bed was not enough for me to turn around, now it's just enough for me to sleep, you'd better I've been sleeping in the study all my life."

By the way, is there a bed in the study room?Even if there is, can the bed in the study be as comfortable as this bed?

No, why should you care if he has a place to sleep? !

So what if he goes back to his room to sleep, we are not a real husband and wife, we don't need to act like a husband and wife, it's normal to sleep separately, it's strange to sleep together.

"Ahhh!" Jiang Younian rolled around on the bed a few more times holding his head.

He was in a large font shape, brushed away the messy thoughts in his head, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

After the bedroom is quiet...

Less than three counts, the eyes suddenly opened.

Jiang Younian sat up, with his right hand resting on the slightly left side of his chest, and he could feel the beating there faster than usual.

The heart pounded forcefully against the chest.

It seems that this state has been maintained tonight. I didn't feel it before, and it became more intense after I lay down and calmed down.

What's going on here……

Jiang Younian thought of the brothel woman he met on Wuyang Street at night, saying all kinds of good things to coax the potbellied official.

Why, my heart beats so fast when I see Guan Ye, I wish I could die on Guan Ye.

What a day is like three autumns.

Why, I really love the official, there is no lie.

So... so...

The reason why his heart was beating so fast was because he wanted to die on Xiao Yishu's body?

No no no, no.

Seems to be……

admiration!Yes, love!

No, admiration?

Is it love?

The emotion that mortals love?

He is a monster, how could he exist!

After Jiang Younian denied it, he became suspicious again.

I can't figure out my own mind more and more.

It seems that you are in a maze, you can't find where the exit is, you keep going around in circles but you can't figure out the correct way out, and you are stuck in complicated thoughts.

Jiang Younian could no longer lie down and fall asleep peacefully, he got out of bed and paced back and forth by the bed.

After walking around a few times, he unknowingly came to the door of the bedroom, then opened the door and went out to the direction of the study.

The promenade was filled with the night breeze, and Jiang Younian was only wearing a thin red undershirt.

In the silent and dark night, it is like a ghost about to take souls.

Jiang Younian was outside the study door, he pushed the door and entered without knocking.

There was no one at the desk in the study room, the candles on the candlesticks were half burned, and there were many open books on the desk.

The writing brush rests next to the inkstone, and the ink in the nib and the inkstone has already dried out.

Jiang Younian stood in front of the desk and flipped through all the objects on the table, thinking that these things were extremely boring.

He is not interested in pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and he also hates literati who talk one way or another.

Jiang Younian looked around, trying to find Xiao Yishu.

He saw a door not far away, walked over and pushed the door open, inside was a small room with a bed that could rest, and that bed was no worse than the one in the master bedroom.

It seems that Xiao Yishu sleeps comfortably here these days.

Jiang Younian took off his shoes outside the door so that there would be no sound when he stepped on the ground.

He tiptoed in, trying to pretend to be a ghost to frighten Xiao Yishu.

This person usually has a cold and indifferent look, as if nothing can shake him, I am really curious about his frightened appearance.

I thought Xiao Yishu would be on the bed, but I took a closer look.

The bed was empty, but the quilt was neatly folded.

Jiang Younian looked around, his eyes flickered by the glint of water outside.

good guy...

It turned out that there was another door in this room, leading out to a huge koi fish pond, and a nine-curved bridge leading to a gazebo in the center of the pond.

The gazebo is square and square, and the bamboo curtains around it are all lowered, occasionally a gust of wind blows through, and a figure appears faintly in the shaking of the bamboo curtains.

Who else but Xiao Yishu.

Jiang Younian walked across the Jiuqu Bridge, opened a bamboo curtain, and smelled the smell of wine.

The wine is mixed with a strong peach blossom flavor, and one sip will make you feel a little drunk.

The person sitting inside was indeed Xiao Yishu.

He was holding a wine glass, his face was not drunk, he was drinking with his head up, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, a drop of wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth, fell down his chin, and sank into his collar.

Seeing that Jiang Younian couldn't help swallowing, he suddenly felt his mouth dry and wanted to take a sip of Yujin.