Disarming Allure

The first ray of morning light caressed the window lattice, Huangfu tied up the belt of his official uniform, tidied his hair, and couldn't help but look back at the sleeping man, half of his face was buried in the pillow, his black hair was a little messy It was poured on the pillow cover, and there was still a layer of blush on that delicate face.

He couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed his forehead...Yesterday, you must be exhausted...

His eyes were drawn to that face and looked again and again, until Yueye urged him softly outside the door, and then he suppressed his thoughts again, straightened his clothes, and walked out quietly.

Those charming silky eyes opened slowly after the sound of closing the door.

Ling struggled to get up and leaned against the head of the bed, but she was actually with him... couldn't help but let out a heavy breath, remembering what happened yesterday, and couldn't help but feel a little hot on her cheeks... the news from yesterday All of a sudden, the pillars that had made him so many years were shattered at once, and Huangfu took advantage of it... But he didn't feel any regret at all...

Instead, there was a slight sense of satisfaction in my heart.

However, there is still a need to investigate the matter of Leng Yuyun.

Yue Ye was holding a suit of clothes and pushing the door in. He didn't expect that Mr. Ling had already woken up, so he could only stand there in astonishment...

Ling thought about things in a daze, and also realized that someone would come in at this time, so she could only lift up the quilt slightly, and coughed twice in embarrassment.

As soon as Yue Ye came back to his senses, he blushed and hurried inside with his head lowered. He put his clothes in a pile on the bed, his eyes were fixed on the quilt, and he didn't dare to look up: "Mr. Ling, why did you wake up?" Don't you want to sleep a little longer?"

Seeing Yue Ye's reaction was strange, he lowered his head to look at his body, his cheeks became hot all of a sudden, this bastard Huangfu...is he a dog? ?

Then he turned his head and looked at the suit that Yue Ye brought in... It turned out to be a red brocade dress with black sleeves, extremely luxurious...

Without even thinking about it, he ordered directly: "Change..." Huangfu never changed his old ways, and made some colorful clothes for him to wear in various ways, but he threw them all away... He didn't understand why Huangfu just So obsessed with this red body?

Yue Ye was a little hesitant, but still quickly picked up his clothes and ran away, he couldn't afford to offend this master.

"Wait." Before Yue Ye was about to go out, Ling stopped him again, "I'm hungry."

"Yes! My lord, please wait for a while..." He trotted out with his clothes in his arms, chastising a group of maids and servants as he ran, making breakfast lively.

Yue Ming sat on the tree outside the house, staring at the noisy little body, couldn't help but smile.

Huangfu came out of the palace gate after the morning court, and saw Lingyun leaning against the palace wall with her arms folded and waiting for him.

Huangfu smiled: "Why are you here? Don't you continue to nest in your medicine hut?"

Xie Lingyun sighed slightly, shook her head, and said helplessly, "About the death of Yu Hengqing..."

Huangfu signaled him to go first, and the two of them didn't take the sedan chair, just wandering in the street like that: "Tell me, how did this Yu Hengqing die so unclearly? How can someone who didn't die on the battlefield say that he died of illness? Died of illness... Is he still the master of high meritorious deeds?"

Huangfu snorted coldly: "Great master? I'm afraid it's not that simple." He changed his tone and said ruthlessly, "Do you think Lou Shimin's stupid brain can cure Yu Hengqing!? Not to mention Yu Hengqing What a fool to die... Lou Shimin's fool is probably going to die even worse..."

"Emperor Nangan? Why?" Qiu Wuhen turned the folding fan in his hand.

"The so-called cold lips and teeth, we can make a bet that within a month, we will set off for the border again."

Xie Lingyun was taken aback, and said in surprise, "You mean... what about the hundred-year non-war contract!?"

"Brother Lingyun, are you really a benevolent doctor, a contract of not fighting for a hundred years?" Huangfu raised the corners of his mouth, smiling almost cruelly, "Nangan without a 'Yan Wang' is a fart!"

When he arrived at the mansion, Xie Lingyun was about to go to help Ling for a follow-up visit, Huangfu stepped into the mansion gate, and Yue Ye greeted him, respectfully said: "Master, Mr. Ling is in the study..."

After all, he was well-trained. After several months in a row, the first thing Huangfu did when he came back was to inquire about Ling's movements. Although every time the answer was either that he was sleeping or playing the piano, he still took pleasure in asking it over and over again, making the moonlight night It has become a habit, as long as the master comes back from outside in the past, he will take the initiative to talk about it before he opens his mouth...

It's just that the answer was slightly different this time. The person who didn't like to leave the hospital all the year round actually went to his study.When Huangfu heard this, he quickly walked away.

The person he longed for was wearing a crescent-white plain dress, playing with the black jade paperweight in one hand, and holding a book of war in the other.

He was watching with interest, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, Huangfu floated over flatteringly to help him squeeze his shoulders without even raising his head, seeing that he seemed to be turning the paperweight around very smoothly, he hurriedly said with a smile: " This paperweight is a tribute I snatched back from Nangong Yi's study, do you like it? I'll give it to you..."

When Xie Lingyun, who followed in, heard these words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, and spurned him in her heart... A bastard who values ​​sex and despises friends!

As soon as Ling saw him coming up, she fumbled, gave him a sideways glance, and threw the paperweight away in disgust: "I'm going back to my room."

He looked up and saw Xie Lingyun standing at the door, bowed his hands to Xie Lingyun politely and respectfully, and was about to say goodbye.

Huangfu was a bit apprehensive, anyway, he was so warm last night, why was he still so cold...

Xie Lingyun chased Ling out, and along the way told him what he should pay attention to in daily life. Huangfu lowered his head and glanced at the military book that Ling casually threw on the table. Among the military books, this is the most quintessential one... It was written by his deceased teacher, and it is the only one in the world.

He sighed to himself, but he was still sunk in the end... This erratic heart of his has been occupied since no one knows when, even if the other party seems to have such a nonchalant attitude, as long as he looks at him If you feel his presence, you will feel very satisfied.

The author has something to say: The number of words in this chapter is not intentionally so small... still responding to the river crab version...