Chapter 133 (4,000 words) Yin Xing’s Love…

The snow was falling heavily, and the fierce winter wind was blowing the snow all over the sky. The New Year was approaching, and the crusade against the Gongyang family was gradually coming to an end.

The New Year Palace Banquet is also a celebration banquet, and Yin Xing will undoubtedly appear with Xuan Yizhen.

String music gradually rose, and many female generals of the Wanqi family who were rewarded at the palace banquet were very eye-catching, but one of them, Yin Xing, looked a little familiar.

Because the girl who looked like Liu Ci's junior sister He Yun was one of the few female generals who was promoted without any aristocratic family background.

"Is it so beautiful?" Xuan Yizheng touched Yin Xing's hand with his fingertips and pinched the soft flesh on his palm.

"No." Yin Xing refused subconsciously without thinking, so as not to hurt his hand.

Xuan Yizhen's beautiful eyes turned slightly, sizing up the other side, and she said slowly, "That young general is very heroic and has made great achievements. If you like, I can grant her the title of your adopted sister."

This adopted sister and Jiang Yun's adopted sister probably have similar effects.

Yin Xing admired Xuan Yizhen's obvious thoughts and replied playfully, "No need. I still like watching Yizhen the most. We can't become sisters, right?"

I always feel that Xuan Yizhen would arrange everyone in the world to be his sworn sisters. He is really on guard.

Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen pursed his lips slightly, but couldn't hide the rise in his expression. Due to the banquet situation, he said calmly, "Then you're not allowed to look at others, or I'll make you drink three cups tonight."

Hearing this, Yin Xing, who had been having a playful mood, smiled even more broadly and said seriously, "Okay."

Although Xuan Yizheng was sometimes strong and unreasonable, Yin Xing thought about Jiang Yun's words and had to try his best to resolve the crisis of the seven-year itch.

After all, Yin Xing never thought that he would dislike Xuan Yizhen, he was just worried about how to get along with her.

But now Yin Xing has gradually learned how to deal with Xuan Yizhen, who has become the empress.

If you can't use force, you can only use softness.

There was a grand palace banquet with countless rewards for the military commanders, and there was also a celebration banquet for the triumphant soldiers on the long streets of the capital, which was extremely lively.

On New Year's Eve, amid the sound of firecrackers, the brilliant fireworks are set against the snow, making it even brighter.

In the courtyard, Jiang Yun teased the little girl by setting off firecrackers. He lit the fuse and saw her quickly dodge away. He couldn't stop laughing.

Liu Ci raised his hand and considerately covered the little girl's red, frozen ears. Looking at the exploded bamboo tubes and scattered colorful paper all over the floor, he said helplessly, "Why are you more playful than a child?"

Every New Year, Jiang Yun would buy all kinds of novel firecrackers and fireworks. This has not changed at all since he was a child.

Jiang Yun raised his hand and patted the colored paper on his clothes. Seeing that Liu Ci was about to lecture him, he immediately explained, "Ah Ci, I was just demonstrating it to her for fun."

After saying that, Jiang Yun immediately handed the incense stick to the little girl to transfer the evidence.

"She's timid, don't tease her." Liu Ci took away the lit incense stick to avoid burns and warned loudly.

"She's so timid. She can even dissect a frog with her bare hands." Jiang Yun couldn't help but mutter as he looked at the little girl hiding in Liu Ci's arms.

In fact, Jiang Yun almost thought the little girl was a fool at first because she didn't like to talk much.

Who would have thought that he was so interested in medicine?

As he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside the yard. Jiang Yun was puzzled and stepped forward to open the door.

It’s New Year’s Day, who would come to visit and disturb me at this time?

However, when Jiang Yun saw He Yun in military uniform, he suddenly wanted to turn her away.

Of course, this is just a thought, after all, Liu Ci also saw He Yun.

"Senior sister, Happy New Year!" He Yun said eagerly with her eyebrows curved.

"Xiao Yun, I didn't expect you to join the army." Liu Ci sighed as he looked at He Yun's obviously resolute face.

Jiang Yun was pouring tea on the side, looking at the large and small boxes outside the yard, which were obviously rewards from the empress.

It seems that He Yun made outstanding contributions in the war against the Gongyang family. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to become a general as a commoner.

"Ayun, is the tea not ready yet?" Liu Ci came to his senses and looked at Jiang Yun, feeling a little worried.

"It's almost done." Jiang Yun came back to his senses and handed the teacup to He Yun. It was rare that he didn't have a smile on his face.

Because Jiang Yun suspected that He Yun still had evil intentions towards Liu Ci, he simply stayed with her to declare his sovereignty.

The low couch was originally quite spacious, and Liu Ci was almost embraced by Jiang Yun in his arms. How could he not know her little thoughts?

A long time ago, Jiang Yun and He Yun did not get along well. At that time, Liu Ci did not understand He Yun's feelings. Now he naturally had to be cautious so as not to waste her good time.

He Yun was drinking hot tea when she saw her senior sister letting Jiang Yun behave so intimately. She lowered her eyes to hide her emotions and said hesitantly, "Senior sister, can I still stay and celebrate the New Year with you?"

After he finished speaking, Liu Ci did not respond immediately, but turned his head to look at Jiang Yun.

After all, Liu Ci later asked Jiang Yun and found out that she had not shown up for a while because she misunderstood that she accepted He Yun's feelings.

Jiang Yun readily replied, "Of course, your senior sister has always been worried about you."

He Yun looked at Jiang Yun in surprise and didn't say anything.

He Yun had always felt that Jiang Yun was very cunning, especially in front of her senior sister.

Of course, He Yun knew that Jiang Yun was not a bad person, but she just felt that she was not worthy of her senior sister.

However, He Yun's pursuit of military merit was not entirely for her senior sister, but also to let Jiang Yun see her power. After all, her status and position had always been much higher than his.

"It seems that we need to prepare more dishes and rice." Seeing that Jiang Yun agreed readily and without any other emotions, Liu Ci did not hesitate.

To Liu Ci, He Yun was no different from his own sister. In fact, he couldn't bear to see her spend the New Year alone.

"Okay, I'll go help senior sister too." He Yun stood up immediately when she saw her senior sister was about to go busy.

Jiang Yun looked at He Yun with a slightly changed expression, thinking to himself that the little girl was playing a trick on him, and he would not be fooled!

If Jiang Yun had not agreed just now, the New Year's Eve dinner would probably have been ruined. After all, Liu Ci is not that heartless.

And if Jiang Yun refused, it would seem very mean.

In the past few years, Jiang Yun and He Yun had fought many battles of wits and courage. He felt that she had returned to China for the Chinese New Year, and she must have come to see whether he and Liu Ci had reconciled.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun left the main room and decided to go to the kitchen as well!

The little girl stood obediently by the stove, and looked puzzled when she saw Sister Jiang, who looked like a paralyzed patient on weekdays, actually taking the initiative to go into the kitchen to work.

Liu Ci met the little girl's puzzled expression, raised his hand to touch her red face, and said gently: "It will become very messy in here soon. You should go back to the main room and wait for food."

According to Liu Ci's past experience, if Jiang Yun and He Yun entered the kitchen together, the situation that would follow could only be described as a complete mess.

The New Year lanterns are swaying, the lights in thousands of houses are on, the smoke from cooking is curling up, and the falling snow is also reflected with a hint of red warmth.

At this moment, the banquet in the majestic palace had long ended. The lights were dim on New Year's Eve, but it was a bit deserted.

Yin Xing and Xuan Yizheng sat by the window watching the snow and sipping the peach blossom wine she brewed.

Because of his past experience of pouring out the wine one glass at a time, Yin Xing now only takes small sips to taste it.

After all, it was Xuan Yizhen's intention. Even though Yin Xing didn't like drinking, he would still have a taste of it, and it could also drive away the cold.

Xuan Yizhen looked at the small cup of wine in Yin Xing's palm. It was enough for her to drink for such a long time. He raised his thin lips and said, "With the way you drink, it seems that a jar of wine is enough for you to drink for a year."

Yin Xing's cheeks felt a little hot, and he replied resentfully, "Yizhen knows I'll get drunk if I drink too much."

"There are no outsiders here. If you get drunk, I can carry you back."

"I won't be fooled."

Yin Xing was not completely unaware of some of Xuan Yizhen's thoughts.

Every time Yin Xing got drunk, it was a night of exceptional indulgence, and he couldn't think too much about it.

Xuan Yizhen smiled and sighed softly, "It's a shame. Actually, you're quite bold when you're drunk."

"I think it's nice to spend the New Year quietly." Yin Xing blushed slightly, and was too embarrassed to look at the faint desire in Xuan Yizheng's clear and beautiful eyes. She had already used the word "bold" in a tactful way.

After all, in Yin Xing's unerasable impression of his dark history, he would even take the initiative to ask Xuan Yizheng for sex.

Wow, this is a scene that can cause one to die socially!

Xuan Yizhen leaned in closer to look at Yin Xing's flushed face. His fingertips touched it, feeling a bit hot. He kissed her cheek unbearably and murmured, "But I feel like you've become much colder."

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen who suddenly approached, and smelled the strong smell of alcohol. He almost thought she was drunk and asked in confusion, "Yizhen, why do you feel that way?"

"Because this is the first time in all these years that you have had such an unpleasant experience with me." Xuan Yizheng lowered her slender neck and snuggled up to Yin Xing, her arms wrapped around him like vines, her strength gentle but making it impossible to resist and escape.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause any unpleasantness with Yizhen." Yin Xing's gaze fell on the cold and outstanding profile in front of him. Her calm brows were drooped and dark, revealing a rare, fragile beauty, and she felt even more guilty.

Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen raised his eyes slightly, casually examining Yin Xing's expression, and said resentfully, "Then why are you unwilling to take the initiative to get close to me?"

Looking at Xuan Yizhen, who was almost sinking into his arms, Yin Xing felt his bones soften, his heartbeat was pounding, and he stammered with a flushed face, "It's not that I don't want to be close to Yizhen."

If I have to say, it's because Xuan Yi's aura is really too strong now, so Yin Xing doesn't dare to be as intimate with him as before.

Ignorance is fearless, this is so true!

"Really? Then come and kiss me now." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing intently, his white fingertips touching her lips, his throat rolling, his words were light but revealed a hint of strength.

Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen with a red face, his eyes wandered to her rosy thin lips, and he obediently moved closer, and tasted a hint of cold wine.

In winter, wine is usually warmed up, and Yin Xing drank warm peach blossom wine, but Xuan Yizhen drank a glass of cold wine.

I originally just wanted to respond to Xuan Yizheng's doubts, but I was hooked by her and couldn't help myself.

The candlelight by the window flickered, and shadows of people overlapped. Yin Xing leaned weakly in front of the window, worried that he would crush Xuan Yizheng, and immediately wanted to step away.

But Yin Xing's neck was held tightly, not allowing him to retreat. He raised his eyes to meet Xuan Yizheng's quiet and dark eyes, which were like an abyss, carrying a dangerous temptation.

It was obvious that Xuan Yizheng cared more about his last coldness than Yin Xing had imagined.

It turns out that I'm not the only one feeling the crisis of the seven-year itch.

Their lips touched, their breaths intertwined, and a piece of bright yellow clothing slipped off, revealing skin as cold and white as snow, stained with layers of light red.

Yin Xing looked at the cold and seductive Xuan Yizhen in front of her, but she turned over and moved closer, taking the initiative in a somewhat urgent manner.

He swallowed it up bit by bit until he heard Xuan Yizheng's light sigh beside his ear, which spread like ripples, disturbing Yin Xing's heart.

"Xing'er, do you remember that you promised me not to change your mind?" Xuan Yizheng spoke casually, his tall figure swaying like a willow branch, his jade-white cheeks slightly flushed, only his pair of beautiful eyes were still clear, which was a special contrast.

"Yes, I didn't forget." Yin Xing realized that Xuan Yi was really calm, and it was probably just her disguise.

Xuan Yizheng was actually more like a shaky kite, already on the verge of losing control, but he hadn't noticed it.

Yin Xing kissed Xuan Yizheng's thin lips in self-blame, and raised his arms to respond, hoping that she could feel his feelings.

At this time, actions are probably more credible than any words.

After all, Xuan Yizheng didn't seem to believe his own words, otherwise he wouldn't have waited until New Year's Eve to reveal his true feelings.

Xuan Yizheng has always been very patient with pain. Yin Xing felt that she must be extremely uneasy to ask for it so directly.

In the silence, an ambiguous hum gradually sounded in the hall, like a handful of cold snow, but it burned Yin Xing's heart.

The snowflakes outside the window fell slowly, and perhaps because of the temperature difference between inside and outside, they gradually melted into a crystal clear and moist layer, flowing through the fingertips.

Yin Xing blushed and looked away, slowly moving his gaze towards Xuan Yizheng's jade-white cheek, but saw that she was also looking at him.

Or rather, no matter what time it is, Xuan Yizheng will always look at himself quietly.

Maybe the seven-year itch is only directed at herself, and Xuan Yizheng has never changed her mind.

Thinking of this, Yin Xing suppressed her shyness and met Xuan Yizheng's fiery eyes directly. She raised her head and kissed her cheeks and lips, and then saw a hint of surprise.

Xuan Yizheng rarely shows surprise, especially after she became emperor, she has control over everything with ease.

"Yizhen, you love me too, right?" Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen in front of him and asked seriously.

The root cause of the seven-year itch is probably that people are unable to feel the love they felt when they were in love, so they gradually become alienated and cold.

"Of course, I love you more than anything, and that will never change." Xuan Yizheng responded piously, holding Yin Xing's face in his jade-white palms, feeling a flame drilling into his heart, causing him a swelling pain.

If love is a flame, Xuan Yizheng would not hesitate to let Yin Xing burn himself with love, even if it means he is reduced to ashes.

Hearing this, Yin Xing smiled and called out, "Then please don't address me as 'I' from now on. I always feel it's too unfamiliar and not at all close, okay?"

The emperor was too different and had the power of life and death over everyone. Yin Xing had no way not to be afraid of him.

Xuan Yizhen asked with a puzzled look in his eyes, "Why do you feel that we are not close?"

"Maybe the word '朕' sounds too self-centered, and it's not as intimate as you, me, and her. Besides, I always feel like I'm being lectured when I talk to Yizhen." Yin Xing didn't dare to say it, especially during a quarrel, as it was easy to create a split in two.

After all, there is a huge difference between being at odds with your wife and being at odds with your boss.

What's more, the emperor has such great power that it is really frightening.

"Is that so? Then I agree to you." Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes thoughtfully and looked at Yin Xing, who was still in shock. He raised his hand and touched her face. It was surprisingly cool. Then he realized that he was the one who was very hot.

Seeing Xuan Yizhen's unskilled way of changing his words, Yin Xing couldn't help but smile and said, "Yizhen, you're so kind!"

Xuan Yizhen played with Yin Xing's soft earlobe with his fingertips, bit it impatiently, and said ambiguously: "I'm so nice, let's do it again."

After saying this, Yin Xing blushed and felt a tingling sensation in her earlobes. She then realized that Xuan Yi was not having a good time. She thought to herself that this New Year's Eve would be another ridiculous night.

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