Broken Iron Clothes

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The curfew was approaching, and the number of pedestrians on the road was dwindling. He Xiao had already been busy at Jiangzhai for a long time. Now Yuan Mucheng just brought the last two jugs of good wine from the outskirts of the city and was riding his horse to Jiangzhai.

The sunset dyed the sky and was slowly covered by the night. Two jars of wine were hung on both sides of the saddle. When running, the wine in them swayed from time to time, and then there was some muffled noise when the wine jars bumped into each other, but Yuan Mucheng was disturbed all the way. Have fun.

Every time Yuan Mucheng went to Jiangzhai, he would deliberately bypass several roads and enter through the back door of Jiangzhai.Today, he walked around a few times according to his old habits, and then got into the alley he must pass, but unexpectedly, there was a figure standing at the entrance of the alley, blocking his way.

Yuan Mucheng tightened the reins, and the horse then raised its head, stamped its feet, and stamped its hooves on the spot.

"General Yi, what a coincidence."

The person standing across from him bowed to him in a dignified manner, and then continued to immerse himself in the twilight, wearing a cool shade.

Yuan Mucheng saw the person clearly, and teased: "This horse's hoof doesn't have eyes, if Xu Siye is trampled on, we might get tired of seeing each other in the future."

Xu Yixu raised his eyes and smiled, "Horseshoes don't have eyes, but there are not many people with eyes in this city, right?"

Yuan Mucheng had no time to lie to him, so he stopped him in a cold voice: "That's fine, Xu Siye might as well speak up if you have something to say, I don't have the patience to listen."

Xu Yixu looked at the things hanging on his saddle, and said: "The general is too impatient, isn't he going to look for the vice-owner Jiang?"

Yuan Mucheng was upset, and his tone was cold: "Xu Siye and I haven't gotten close enough to report each other's whereabouts."

Xu Yixu raised his eyes to look at him, and the smile in his eyes did not diminish: "I think that I have a predestined relationship with the two of you, what do you think, the general?"

Yuan Mucheng sneered and said, "Fate that shouldn't be there is called evil fate."

"Then between the three of us, who is the evil relationship with whom?"

Yuan Mucheng didn't intend to pay any attention to him, raised his chin at him, and motioned, "Excuse me."

Xu Yixu had no intention of retreating, but instead took a step forward, deliberately emphasizing his tone, and said, "When it comes to brother's past, I'm afraid the general doesn't know as much as I do."

"Brother" caught his ears, and Yuan Mucheng gritted his teeth for a moment, but his face was still calm, just a little more ruthless.

"What are you doing so intimately?" Yuan Mucheng smirked, "Do you have my permission?"

Xu Yixu didn't care at all, and didn't show the slightest bit of unwillingness, he just said lightly: "I can make him survive, can you?"

"What do you mean?" Yuan Mucheng felt that the words were ominous, and his expression darkened.

Xu Yixu caught his expression, as if he had finally grasped a loophole in his defense, and was about to point at that opening with a knife, stabbing Yuan Mucheng's heart to pieces at once.

"Don't you understand, General?" Xu Yixu sighed falsely, "It seems that the two of you are just in harmony."

Yuan Mucheng was thinking wildly about the phrase "let him live", and didn't answer any more.Xu Yixu took advantage of the opportunity to continue to add fuel and jealousy: "I was too worried, thinking that the general would be just like me, and after a few days of being together day and night, he would be able to hug him. However, the meat is not stained, no matter how bad it is, I should have touched it, right?"

Hearing this, Yuan Mucheng's eyes were covered with cold frost, he stepped off the horse, immediately punched Xu Yixu in the cheek, then pulled his skirt, and threw him heavily towards the wall.

Xu Yixu lost his strength and choked out a breath from his throat after hitting the wall, and the strong bloody smell instantly filled his mouth and nose.Just as he raised his finger to wipe the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he was pulled over his collar and pressed against the wall again.

"You try to say something nasty to him again?" Yuan Mucheng looked gloomy.

Xu Yixu swallowed bloody saliva, and said with a sneer, "Look, why are you so impatient?"

Yuan Mucheng didn't show any mercy, he raised his arm to rest on the man's neck, pressed it hard, and said in a deep voice, "I'll ask you one last time, what's wrong with Huaichuan?"

Xu Yixu was almost out of breath, but suddenly burst into laughter amidst the suffocation.But he was struggling to breathe, and he coughed violently before laughing a few times.

After he coughed worse, Yuan Mucheng vented his energy a little bit, and Xu Yixu was able to catch his breath, and then he slowly regained his energy.

"Huaichuan," Xu Yixu laughed for a while while reading the name, "When I met him, he didn't call him by that name. No wonder, who would have thought that King Wei Xu's youngest son, Lu Xianfeng, would die after his body congealed? He can still linger on for many years, and even become the deputy owner of Yemen Village and return to Jaecheng."

Yuan Mucheng froze in place as if struck by lightning, and even the joy that had been built because of Jiang Shiqing suddenly collapsed.

Xu Yixu looked into his eyes and said happily: "How is it, is the general satisfied with my answer?"

Yuan Mucheng glanced at him, with anger and cruelty in his eyes, he withdrew his hand without saying a word, quickly got on his horse, and rode to Jiangzhai.

Xu Yixu's words lingered in his ears, and Jiang Shiqing's daily words and deeds were also instantly magnified in his mind. Every time Yuan Mucheng noticed a clue, his heart seemed to be hammered a thousand times.

From Jiang Shiqing's previous two unreasonable hypocrisy in front of him, to that person's refusal again and again, and Zhong Dingshan's hesitation when talking with him later, all the signs show that what Xu Yixu said is true of.

Just thinking about the blood congealed in Jiang Shiqing's body, Yuan Mucheng's brain went blank, and even his limbs began to go numb.

He only knew that he needed to see Jiang Shiqing immediately to confirm this matter, and he couldn't wait a moment longer.

Yuan Mucheng kicked his legs and clamped the horse's belly, leaned over and drove the horse faster, and went straight to Jiangzhai. A gust of wind followed the roadside, but the dust that was blown up did not fall for a long time.

Lu Xiu looked at the figure of the man galloping away, jumped down from somewhere, handed over a handkerchief, and said, "Master, Yuan Mucheng is used to holding swords and swords, which are already heavy, why do you provoke him?"

Xu Yixu took the veil, wiped the corners of his lips lightly, and said with a smile: "Killing people will kill you."

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He Xiao set the last pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table, and when he looked back, he saw Yuan Mucheng striding through the door with a blank expression, and threw two jars of wine into his arms.

He Xiao took the wine and said, "Master, it's all set up, just waiting for you and Young Master Jiang."

Yuan Mucheng glanced at Jiang Shiqing, but he didn't see Jiang Shiqing, so he asked, "Where's Jiang Shiqing?"

He Xiao turned around and put the wine jar down, and replied, "It's still in the room."

Yuan Mucheng immediately turned around and left, leaving only one sentence: "You guys eat first, there is no need to wait."

Zhong Dingshan just went to clean his hands, and when he entered the door again, he saw the back of Yuan Mucheng leaving in a hurry, and said strangely: "Hey, boy Yuan..."

He Xiao immediately pulled Zhong Dingshan to sit in front of the table: "There should be something urgent to discuss, Dr. Zhong should take a seat first, let's wait while we eat."

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Yuan Mucheng stood quietly outside the door for a long while, seeing that after Jiang Shiqing had finished peeling the apple, he divided the apple into small petals and placed them carefully on the plate one by one.

Jiang Shiqing clearly cared about him so much.Yuan Mucheng thought to himself.

He looked at the figure of the man, and his heart was twisted and opened again and again.He was suddenly afraid of hearing the truth from Jiang Shiqing's mouth, and just wanted to step forward and hug him tightly, but felt that he hated this man to the core.

What is a long life, what is leaving the city together, he is like an extremely stupid fool, betting all his heart on a dying person, and then being deceived by these oaths, he is still full of joy and expectation, but what now? They were all in vain, but on the contrary, they added a lot of hatred that could not be recovered.

"Why didn't you make a sound when you came?" Jiang Shiqing saw the figure.But Yuan Mucheng just stood there, looking at him with eyes he had never seen before.

Jiang Shiqing felt something strange, stepped forward to feel the heat on his forehead, and then asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Mucheng just looked at him indifferently, and asked, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Jiang Shiqing suddenly felt depressed for a while, then withdrew his hand and stopped talking.

"Western Territory, Battle of Wei Ning, weak body..." Yuan Mucheng said, "I should have thought about who you are."

Jiang Shiqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he also fell into a cold indifference like an ice cellar.He lowered his eyes and said nothing, acquiescing to everything.

"Okay," Yuan Mucheng laughed, "Very good."

He suddenly grabbed Jiang Shiqing's skirt and pushed him against the door, biting his words fiercely, and asked, "Jiang Shiqing, how could you lie to me?"

Jiang Shiqing hit his back hard, and his brows twitched involuntarily. He tried hard to calm himself down, but when he looked up again, he saw Yuan Mucheng's red eyes, and his heart ached.

"Xiao'an..." Jiang Shiqing called out silently.

Yuan Mucheng closed his eyes and put his forehead on his shoulder, asking, "How long can you live?"

"Should..." Jiang Shiqing paused, "It's not long."

Yuan Mucheng laughed self-deprecatingly, and when he looked up at him again, his eyes were full of anger: "You know that you are going to die, why do you still provoke me! After provoking me, you plan to retreat by yourself. Why don't you want to drag me to be buried together?!"

He pulled Jiang Shiqing's skirt even tighter, and then slammed his clenched fist on the door frame.

The broken planks folded, spattering some debris.Yuan Mucheng's hand was already bloodstained, and only this faint pain could calm him down a bit.

"What do you mean by 'life or death, wherever is fine'? I live, you die, right?" He raised his eyes that were holding back tears, and asked in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Shiqing looked at Yuan Mucheng who was about to collapse in front of him, his eyes were hot, and his heart was also hot.Because the look and arrogance in that person's eyes had all been worn away into pain, which was cold to the bone.

Yuan Mucheng was also heartbroken because of the reddened eyes of the man in front of him, but he still hated him, so he stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, tried his best to restrain his madness, and asked: "When you are gone, do you want me to take you alone?" Where do the bones of the dead go? The solitary grave, the wild mound, or the underworld?!"

Jiang Shiqing was pinched in pain, but he still held back his silence, but the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't hold any longer, and suddenly rolled down, hitting Yuan Mucheng's hands.

That bit of enthusiasm faded away from his hands, followed by an irresistible nostalgia and affection.Yuan Mucheng couldn't hold back anymore, he covered the man's lips and bit them.

Heavy and hard.

Jiang Shiqing was bitten painfully, but he didn't resist at all, he just let him vent his anger like crazy.

The kiss mixed with love and pain was not tender at all, and the lips of both of them were stained with blood. Yuan Mucheng withdrew his mouth and wiped away the blood oozing from the man's lower lip with his fingers.

"Jiang Shiqing, I hate you to death."

He hugged Jiang Shiqing's back neck hard, kissed his neck inch by inch, and bit his skin, hating himself to love, repeating over and over again: "Jiang Shiqing, I hate you to death."