After the death of the villain

Xie Xiangying sat on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief. In terms of head-to-head confrontation, he couldn't beat Ling Lang, but fortunately he could sneak attack.

He glanced at the people on the ground, Ling Lang's unguarded and emotional appearance was really alluring.

Just that face is enough to make people angry.

Xie Xiangying can be sure that he is not manly, but every time he faces Ling Lang, he is always reluctant to refuse, and even has some expectations in his heart.

It's probably because this person's looks are too good for his liking, and he always tries to make him feel comfortable in that matter.Ling Lang said that serving him was really serving him, and he tried his best to please himself every time he was on the couch.

This person is gentle and easy to move people's hearts.

It's a pity, it's a pity that there is too much involvement between them, if you want to live in peace and harmony in the future, it's better to break it.

Xie Xiangying took a deep breath, the strong fragrance almost knocked him out.

He got up, and dragged him out with Ling Lang's arm.While the people in the building were busy working, Xie Xiangying put Ling Lang on the cart in the corner and transported him out through the back door.

It was completely dark, Xie Xiangying took off Ling Lang's jade pendant and brought it to the delivery shop, and hired a donkey cart.

Xie Xiangying took the donkey cart and set off under the night.

With the cold wind blowing on his cheeks, Xie Xiangying tightened his clothes and headed home.

He looked at the sky, the moon was sparse, and the cold moon was hanging on the sky.Looking back, the handsome man was sleeping peacefully on the donkey cart.

This little bastard can stay quietly for a while.

Just now Ling Lang called him the emperor's teacher, but he didn't know if he recognized him or was confused.When Ling Lang wakes up, let's say that he admitted his mistake. If he insists that he is not, Ling Lang has nothing to lose.

Xie Xiangying thought of this, took a deep breath of cool air, and continued to look at the road ahead.

The donkey cart was not moving fast, and it was already late at night when we got home.

Xie Xiangying called out Qi Fengchi who was squatting in the kitchen eating supper, and the two carried Ling Lang into the room and put him on the couch.

Qi Fengchi saw the person on the couch clearly through the dim light, and said in surprise: "Hey, isn't this General Zhou's little uncle? Why did you come back together?"

Qi Fengchi was very impressed with Zhou Yan's uncle, he rarely saw such a cold and handsome person.

"It's a long story. I went to deliver something to the store and was targeted by someone. This person must have walked into the wrong room and suffered for me."

"Someone is going to kill you!" Seeing blood oozing from Ling Lang's arm, Qi Fengchi quickly touched Xie Xiangying's arm, "And you, are you okay?"

Xie Xiangying shook his head: "I'm fine."

"He's hurt badly, I'll bandage him up."

As Qi Fengchi said, he took his cloth bag from the corner.

Xie Xiangying said nothing, just watched Qi Fengchi quietly undo Ling Lang's clothes and clean his wound.

There are many old scars on Ling Lang's chest, although they have faded a lot, but it is still shocking to think about it.This man is also very fateful, and he didn't die from the wound on his chest.Xie Xiangying couldn't help feeling emotional when he thought of how easy it was for him to die every time.

"You and Ling Qinghe don't have any deep hatred, why would he want your life?" Qi Fengchi sighed and frowned once.

"It's not that serious."

Xie Xiangying didn't tell Qi Fengchi that Ling Lang's injury was caused by himself.

Qi Fengchi was very angry, and talked about Ling Qinghe for a while, seeing that Ling Lang still hadn't woken up, he greeted Xie Xiang: "I'm going to sleep in another room, just watch him, this man is unconscious and injured , always be careful, don't freeze to death."

Xie Xiangying nodded and helped Qi Fengchi carry the quilt to another room.

When he came back, Ling Lang was still deeply asleep.

The blood-stained golden hairpin was placed on the pillow, Xie Xiangying looked at the hairpin, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to pick up the hair crown.Anyway, it was made of gold, so it was a pity to stay in that restaurant.

Xie Xiangying wiped the blood off the hairpin and put it back beside Ling Lang's pillow, and lay down beside the bed with his clothes on.

Living in this yard for the past few days, the cold wind howled continuously, and he didn't dare to take off his clothes when he slept at night.

After tossing around in the middle of the night, hungry and sleepy, Xie Xiangying yawned, and just as he closed his eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong with him.

It was originally a freezing season, but now I felt a fever in my heart for no reason.

Xie Xiangying took a deep breath, and there was still a faint fragrance in his nostrils.This smell is not as strong and pungent as before, it penetrates into the heart and spleen a little bit, making the heart itchy and the head swollen.

He turned around, and Ling Lang's handsome profile was in front of him.

Xie Xiangying just felt that his head was out of control at the moment, and he just wanted to strip off his clothes and go rolling in the snow.

As unbearable as an ant biting a bone, he finally understood why Ling Lang was so anxious just now.

Xie Xiangying glanced at the people on the couch, remained silent for a moment, got up and supported the strong wall and went out of the courtyard.

In the courtyard, snowflakes were drifting lightly in the twilight, the wind was much less, and the whole garden was extremely quiet.

Xie Xiangying let out a breath of white air, and looked at Luoxue quietly.

The cold wind makes people sober, and he never wants to do that kind of thing because of this kind of medicine.

Xie Xiangying washed his face, stood there for a long time in the snowy night, and returned to the house after his body cooled down.

This time it was so cold, he took off his snow-soaked coat, wrapped himself in a thin quilt, and lay on the side of the couch, closing his eyes tiredly.

When the sound of even breathing sounded, the person beside him slowly opened his eyes.

Ling Lang looked at the person who was curled up into a small ball with his back facing him, and his heart throbbed with pain.

Xie Xiangying came back, he hid in Jiaolan County, and hid beside Zhou Yan, the only thing he had to do was face to face with him.

He is poor, hides in a dilapidated house, and solves existing problems in his own way.This person has always been so independent, so independent that it seems that he is the only one living in the world and can only rely on himself.

Can't you come to him?

Ling Lang's heart sank so badly, he hoped that one day Xie Xiangying could ask him for help, or stand behind him.

Thinking about it carefully, Xie Xiangying never asked what he wanted, and this person was not even willing to give him a chance to shelter him from the wind and rain.

The person in the dream coughed, Ling Lang saw that he was trembling, and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms.

Xie Xiangying's body was very cold, especially his hands and feet.

The warmed person leaned into Ling Lang's arms, his ink-dyed hair was entwined, and the sound of his breathing, which was originally light, gradually became much quieter.

"Ling Lang..."

Xie Xiangying called out in his dream, and this call made Ling Lang's heart stop.

"Emperor."

He looked at the person in his arms with soft and affectionate eyes.

"Little cub."

"..."

The voice was very aggrieved and filled with resentment, Ling Lang smiled helplessly and hugged him a little tighter.

For him, embracing the one he loves on a snowy night is the most romantic and rare thing in the world.

He and Xie Xiangying missed a lot, even almost missed this life, this time he will not let Xie Xiangying leave again.

When Qi Fengchi woke up from the cold, it was still dark.

Stomach growling, very hungry.He is a pampered person, and he has never cooked a meal by himself. Seeing that the door of Xie Xiangying's room was ajar, he pushed the door open and wanted Xie Xiangying to get up and do something.

It's cold outside, but spring is just right inside.

The person on the couch was sitting bare-chested against the wall, unable to move one hand, so he matched his lips and teeth with the other hand, and was fastening the loose muslin on his arm.

The slender knuckles and red lips are extremely exquisite when they fall into the eyes.For a good-looking person like Ling Lang, people couldn't help staring at every move he made.

Xie Xiangying next to him was fast asleep, with half of his shoulders exposed, his hands still tightly wrapped around Ling Lang's thin waist.

The two of them stuck together very tightly, and I don't know what's going on under the quilt.

"Hi, excuse me..."

When he met Ling Lang's displeased eyes, Qi Fengchi hurriedly exited the room and closed the door.

"This, what is this..."

Nephew, daughter-in-law and uncle?

Qi Fengchi was shocked by the scene in front of him. Although Xie Xiangying was not Zhou Yan's real husband, how could that man pick on his niece and daughter-in-law?

This is wrong, this is too wrong.

Qi Fengchi jumped from his chest to his throat, and ran to the firewood room to calm down alone.

Xie Ying woke up and saw that no one was cooking, so she rubbed her eyes and went to the firewood room to find someone. As soon as she entered the firewood room, she saw Qi Fengchi standing there in a daze.She went to bed early last night, and she didn't know that there was an extra person in the house.

"Brother Qi, is my brother back?" Xie Ying yawned, but she was still awake.

"Back, back." Qi Fengchi said in a daze.

"Then I'll find him!"

Just as Xie Ying was about to go out, Qi Fengchi pulled her back.

"Can't go!" Seeing Xie Ying's confused face, Qi Fengchi explained, "Your brother was tired yesterday, let him sleep for a while, and the two of us will cook."

"That's right, let's make rice porridge. It's very simple. I'll teach you."

"it is good."

Qi Fengchi squeezed out a very reluctant smile, and cleaned up the stove with Xie Ying.

He looked back in the direction of Xie Xiangying outside the house, and only hoped that the uncle would be a little discerning, and leave quickly after finishing his work, so as not to be seen.

It was almost noon when Xie Xiangying woke up, and this was the first time he had slept in this room for such a long time.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no figure of Ling Lang beside him.

"I'm here."

Ling Lang's voice came to his ears, and Xie Xiangying found that the man was already fully dressed and sitting on the stool opposite

Xie Xiangying sat up, his back hurt badly, and the pain in his tailbone made him almost lie down again.

This is not broken.

"Are you OK."

Ling Lang stood up from the stool and helped Xie Xiangying's arm.

Xie Xiangying frowned and didn't speak.It's all the fault of this little bastard, if he wasn't too heavy, he wouldn't have fallen like this.

"I'll accompany you to see the doctor."

"My family has a doctor."

Xie Xiangying glanced at him, and suddenly dropped a hand behind him.

"you……"

Xie Xiangying was about to break free when he suddenly realized that Ling Lang hadn't moved, but was rubbing his waist seriously.

This person's strength is very strong, his technique is not bad, and he is strangely comfortable.

Xie Xiangying is like a cat that has been tamed, wishing to lie down on the bed and enjoy it for a while.

The slender knuckles inadvertently slid across the waist, and a tingling sensation went straight down the spinal cord and into the brain.

Feeling Xie Xiangying's body stagnate, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Lang's lips.

Sure enough it was him.

Even if she changed her body, the trembling engraved into her soul would never be forgotten.

Xie Xiangying coughed awkwardly, pushed the person beside him and said, "I'm fine."

"Really." Ling Lang sat by the couch and asked him, "What happened last night?"

He was waiting for Zhou Yan, but he didn't expect him to come, and he was overwhelmed by the medicine.

Xie Xiangying said: "I may have offended someone, I was going to your house, who would have thought that you went wrong."

"Wrong way."

Ling Lang recalled it carefully, the winding stairs were really easy to make people fall.If he walked right, it should be Xie Xiangying who came in...

"Who wants to harm you?" Ling Lang asked in a low voice.

Xie Xiangying shook his head, only saying that he didn't know either.

Most of this was done by Ling Qinghe. If he told Ling Lang, Cheng Wang would have to be involved.Since it's a personal grievance, it's not easy to put it on the surface. He doesn't want to offend King Cheng.

Xie Xiangying didn't say anything, Ling Lang also knew in his heart that he was definitely not an ordinary person, and this matter had to be investigated quietly.

Seeing that Ling Lang was thinking, Xie Xiangying didn't know that this person still couldn't remember what happened last night, so he said first: "You are General Zhou's uncle, it's not good to live with me, I will ask someone to take you there later His inn."

"Why not?" Ling Lang asked.

Xie Xiangying said: "Always avoid suspicion."

"How do you avoid suspicion?" Ling Lang looked at him, and said again, "Sleeping in the same room is avoiding suspicion, or sleeping together is avoiding suspicion? When my husband hugged me last night, he didn't remember to avoid suspicion."

"Ling Lang!" Why is this person always so out of shape.

Seeing that he was angry, Ling Lang only asked with a smile: "Little husband, how did you know my name?"

"General Zhou said it." Xie Xiangying finally understood that Ling Lang was trying to provoke him on purpose.

The author has something to say:

Xie Xiangying: Will people suffocate if they don't speak?

Ling Lang: yes