Chapter 127 (7,000 words) The Bad Kid Helps...
The sun was rising, and its bright light filtered through the window lattices into the quiet interior. The golden paint between the beams and pillars in the hall emitted a mottled luster, making it exceptionally bright.
The female official Chunli led the palace maids into the palace to serve the meal. When her eyes passed over Yin's lips, she was slightly startled.
Yin Xing immediately lowered his head, feeling ashamed to face people. He blinked his eyes and looked resentfully at the culprit who was sitting and drinking tea.
Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xingqing's bright eyes calmly, raised his thin lips, and said calmly, "Chun Li, go get some lip balm to reduce the swelling."
"Yes." The female official responded and it was not difficult to guess the reason.
Lips, this place can’t be the one that’s getting inflamed.
Soon, Yin Xing felt a layer of lip balm with a faint herbal fragrance on his lips. He muttered uncomfortably, "I'll never gamble with you again."
"Well, quitting gambling is a good thing." Xuan Yizheng cooperated very well, applying the medicine gently with his fair fingertips, his eyes falling on the bright red lips in front of him, which were slightly swollen and looked more like delicious fruit pulp.
Seeing that Xuan Yizheng was fine, Yin Xing felt even more embarrassed and stepped away.
Xuan Yizhen withdrew his hand with some regret, and wiped his fingertips with an embroidered handkerchief, which still had a hint of warmth.
Yin Xing usually eats breakfast very quickly on weekdays, but this time he had to eat slowly.
Xuan Yizheng saw that Yin Xing was concerned about the ointment on his lips, and drank the soup with a very strange posture, with his brows drooping, his eyelashes trembling, hiding his smile, and tasting the soup slowly and leisurely.
In the quiet place, there are only some sounds of bowls and cups, crisp and ordinary, just like every day before.
Yin Xing suppressed her embarrassment and looked up at Xuan Yizheng. Her black hair was neatly combed, with only a jade hairpin and a headband, making her look quiet and elegant.
In particular, Xuan Yizheng had an excellent figure, with a long, slender neck. She wore a bright golden dress that shone brightly in the sunlight, like a vast lake filled with rosy clouds, tranquil and peaceful.
"Are you going to leave the palace during the Dragon Boat Festival next month?" Xuan Yizheng noticed Yin Xing's gaze and asked out of courtesy.
"No." Yin Xing thought about the bad situation outside recently and felt that it was better to have less trouble than more.
Xuan Yizhen picked up the chopsticks and added more steamed dumplings to Yin Xing. He said, "Okay, the weather is getting hotter anyway, so it's better for you to stay in the palace."
Yin Xing tasted the steamed dumplings and asked, not wanting to spoil the fun, "Does Yizhen really have any plans?"
If Xuan Yi really wanted to leave the palace to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival, Yin Xing would of course go with him.
Xuan Yizhen said calmly, "Since you don't want to leave the palace to watch the fun, I plan to hold the Dragon Boat Festival banquet as usual to entertain all officials and the heads of the noble families."
"That's good. It's good to ease the situation now."
"I didn't say I wanted to ease the situation. The Gongyang family's old patriarch came to the capital, obviously intending to make a big fuss."
When Yin Xing heard this, he felt that the situation was about to get worse and worse. He immediately lost interest in eating his steamed dumplings and sighed, "If Gong Yangluo is released, will their family restrain themselves?"
Xuan Yizhen replied calmly, "No, people are greedy. The Gongyang family is not fighting for Gongyang Luo, but for the position of Queen. If we can succeed this time, the future of the Gongyang family will be limitless."
The Empress Dowager Du and the Wanqi family of that time all became royal relatives because of their marriages with the royal family, and then entered the center of power in the court.
The current Gongyang family also plans to do the same. In the turbulent waters, many forces are competing.
Yin Xing angrily said anxiously: "Gongyang Luo has committed so many crimes, can the Gongyang family really turn black into white?"
"It's possible. The reputation and power accumulated by the Gongyang family are far more ruthless and treacherous than swords. The stupidity and cruelty of monarchs are often recorded by writers. People's words are feared, and they are definitely not false."
"Then how do you plan to defend yourself?"
Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing's concerned gaze, picked up his chopsticks and fed her steamed dumplings. He said, "It's better to strike a fatal blow than to tire yourself out on defense. So you have to hold your breath now, understand?"
Yin Xing bit into the steamed dumpling and said incoherently: "I don't really understand, but whatever Yizhen asks me to do, I will do it!"
After she finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng blinked her beautiful eyes slightly as if she was smiling, and her cold and clear face was as gentle and soft as the spring breeze, enough to make people obsessed with her.
Yin Xing was distracted and didn't notice. His lips hurt, his whole face wrinkled, his eyes were full of tears, it hurt so much!
It is actually possible to kiss your lips sorely that they become rotten!
Light was streaming outside the window. At the entrance of the palace outside the towering palace, a large number of people were waving flags and shouting, and some were sitting on the ground. It was quite a scene.
There were many talismans posted everywhere on the long streets of the capital, and crowds of people were gathering in front of the Taoist temple. It was obvious that the series of ghost fire murders had caused panic among the people.
Shangguan Sheng leaned against the window of the teahouse, holding the celadon teacup with his fingertips. The hot mist dissipated, and it gradually became warm and cool. He slowly drank it all.
This Taoist nun Yiqing is undoubtedly a righteous person at this moment.
Suddenly, many scholars in the capital were adding to the panic, singing the same tune, and ordinary people could not remain calm at all.
"Throughout history, roosters have always crowed and hens have laid eggs, but now things have been reversed, with hens now learning to crow. This is truly a moral decline."
"A hen crowing at dawn is a very ominous sign. The dynasty will be overthrown. In ancient times, there was King Zhou of Shang who destroyed his kingdom by favoring Daji. Today, the empress condones the evil woman Yin to kill people. There will definitely be endless disasters in the future. She must be killed!"
As soon as the words were spoken, many people in the crowd rushed to agree, stirring up the emotions of the onlookers.
Amidst the clamor of voices, the gates of the Taoist temple slowly opened, and a group of Taoists shouted, "Daoist Nun Yiqing will choose a day to divine and offer sacrifices to the heavens, exorcising the demons and restoring peace to the world."
Inside the long street, the crowd immediately cheered. Shangguan Sheng looked solemn, thinking that it was finally coming.
At this moment, several people were sitting in the dojo. The old man in the lead stroked his gray beard and said solemnly, "We must succeed this time. We must not let the Yin family of Xizhou survive. Otherwise, the hatred in our hearts will be hard to dispel."
The person in the high seat fiddled with his Zen beads with his fingertips and responded calmly, "Don't worry, Patriarch Gongyang, I will definitely cooperate. The Empress will then have no choice but to retreat and seek peace."
"This time, we'd better ruthlessly destroy the Wanqi family's prestige, otherwise those old women will really take over the entire dynasty."
"It all depends on how much power Patriarch Gongyang can unleash. After all, the Wanqi family is even more powerful now than it was during the time of Queen Dowager Wanqi."
The old man's eyes flashed with contempt, and he spoke arrogantly, "If the Wanqi family dares to resort to violence, I want to see how the foolish empress will handle the situation of a collective attack."
Throughout history, it has been considered an anomaly for a woman to be an emperor. Now, giving the throne of empress to an unknown woman from Xizhou is simply absurd.
After the words fell, the person sitting at the main seat on the high platform chuckled and said, "That's true. If the Empress insists on protecting that Xizhou Yin family now, she will be attacked from all sides, and her throne might not be stable."
As the voices were being spoken, thick fog swirled around, and the image of the Bodhisattva was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see and discern its expression.
The afternoon sunlight became a little scorching, the clouds dissipated, and the sky became especially clear. People were everywhere in restaurants and teahouses discussing the ridiculous affairs between the current empress and the enchantress Yin.
Most famous scholars' study rooms even encouraged students to write joint books, which made the momentum even greater, as if the dynasty had really suffered a devastating disaster.
Su Xuying waved the golden fan in her palm and looked down at the scene. She realized that the reason why the aristocratic family became an aristocratic family was that they acted so quickly.
Not only the people, but also many court officials jointly submitted memorials, and the situation became increasingly serious as the summer progressed.
The once bustling and prosperous market town in the capital was now deserted, as most people were afraid of ghosts and gods coming out to harm them.
Before it got dark, the capital was empty, and many places were shrouded in darkness, as if it were a remote town in the faraway land.
The night wind blew through the lamps, and talismans were posted on every household, fearing that ghostly fires would appear and demons would come out to kill people and eat their hearts.
Shangguan Shengyu observed the situation everywhere from a high building, thinking about all the strange things that had happened recently and did not dare to take it lightly.
At midnight, in the silence, a faint blue ghost fire floated. Shangguan Sheng immediately stepped over the roof tiles, and the scimitar in his hand showed a little cold light.
The official guards and others accompanying Shangguan Sheng moved quickly and quickly surrounded them.
Many figures were surrounded in the dark night, and some guards were injured, their faces scratched by claw-like weapons, blood and flesh splattered everywhere.
Shangguan Sheng recognized that they were the people behind Hualiuxiang, and immediately swung his sword to fight back. As the clanging sound echoed, his body shape changed rapidly.
These people all wore strange and twisted masks, and their attacks were vicious and deadly. If you were injured in a vital part, there was no chance of survival.
When Shangguan Sheng cut through the opponent's mask with his scimitar, he was shocked to see that the opponent had no face!
At this time, some officials and guards also caught up and started fighting, but they did not expect that the poisonous mist would be sprayed, and the blood would melt, causing people to scream miserably.
Seeing this, Shangguan Sheng quickly stepped back to avoid being caught. Knowing that it was impossible to capture the person alive, he could only leave the body behind and search for evidence elsewhere!
The night was long and dark, and when the day broke, Shangguan Sheng ordered several corpses to be hung for public display and notices to be posted to dispel doubts.
"This is the murderer behind many murders in the capital. He is not an evil ghost or demon, but a group of killers." The Dali Temple constable read aloud.
"Killer, how can there be ghost fire? How can it burn people to death out of thin air?" One person questioned, and then countless people criticized him.
"I think it's clearly a scapegoat to protect the Yin family of Xizhou, that's right!" The crowd became more and more excited, obviously not believing the court's notice.
Shangguan Sheng paused in wrapping the gauze around the wound on his right hand. He clearly felt that many people were secretly pushing the people to resist the court.
Su Xuying waved her golden fan aside and thought, "There must be something wrong with the person who spoke first. The mastermind behind all this talk is the one behind it."
"Why hasn't Your Majesty taken decisive action all these days?" Shangguan Sheng certainly knew that these people who jumped out were just clowns, but if they were three people strong, they would become a huge hindrance to his work.
"Sir Shangguan, His Majesty's thoughts are not something we can guess. What we should do now is to maintain order and investigate all the forces involved." Su Xuying certainly had the same doubts, and might even know the truth better than Shangguan Sheng.
The empress probably couldn't free her hands because her power was held hostage by Ji Zhangsi and the others.
But these were internal matters between the Empress and the Wanqi Family, and Su Xuying felt it was not appropriate to tell Shangguan Sheng.
After all, Shangguan Sheng also comes from a prominent family, and now the entire dynasty has countless forces involved in the fight for the position of queen, so it is better to have less trouble than more.
The wind blew, heat waves surged, carrying the scorching breath of summer. Shangguan Sheng watched as the corpses he had captured with great effort became useless. His face was embarrassed and his eyes were gloomy.
The most trusted person in the capital now is not the court or the empress, but the Taoist nun Yiqing who has close ties with the Gongyang family.
And this Taoist nun Yiqing is very likely to be related to the series of ghost fire murders, and the matter has become a deadlock.
The scorching sun outside the window fell on the world with all its might, the light was dazzling, but in the deep darkness of the palace, the woman bound by iron chains looked like a wandering soul.
Liu Ci looked at the completely sealed palace, which was as empty as the underworld. He raised his hand and poured the prepared herbs into the incense burner.
In the quiet place, the chains made a cold sound as they moved, and a figure walked silently towards Liu Ci. Her face showed a numb, twisted and gloomy look.
Neither human nor ghost, with a wooden emptiness.
Liu Ci was too cautious to cross the forbidden line because he had seen palace maids being severely beaten to the ground and injured.
It is obvious that Empress Dowager Wanqi is more agile than the empress. Even though her movements have been restricted for many years, her sudden burst of power is still amazing.
Illusionary Gu can cause damage to the human brain, leading to abnormalities in the five senses. Even slight changes in sound or temperature can cause extremely sharp stimulation.
Liu Ci held her breath and retreated, only to hear Queen Dowager Wanqi ask in a low voice, "Where's the divine bird?"
"What?" It was the first time that Liu Ci heard Queen Mother Wanqi speak so calmly.
"Divine bird, we must find the divine bird!" Empress Dowager Wanqi spoke to herself, as if she had entered some dead end and could not leave.
Then Liu Ci watched as Empress Dowager Wanqi changed from impatience to anger, and everything happened almost in the blink of an eye.
Queen Mother Wanqi let out an extremely sharp roar, and swung her palm towards Liu Ci, quickly causing the iron chain to make a clear sound.
Hearing the sound, the maids outside hurried in to check on the situation. Liu Ci shook her head with lingering fear and replied, "I'm fine."
Empress Dowager Wanqi's illness was more serious than the empress's, and she was almost never conscious.
Even the appearance of calmness is just a false illusion.
In this situation, Liu Ci had to ask the palace maids to pull the iron chains to restrain Empress Dowager Wanqi before he could even give her acupuncture.
There was no possibility of curing the madness of Empress Dowager Wanqi.
The candlelight flickered, and the afterglow of the setting sun faded in the distant sky. The last glimmer of light faded. Ji Zhangsi entered and found Empress Dowager Wanqi screaming frantically, her body convulsing and twitching. He frowned and asked, "Why is there no progress at all?"
Liu Ci replied solemnly, "The Wuxiang Flower is the key to curing the Illusion Gu poison. Now all we can do is to help Queen Dowager Wanqi sleep peacefully and calm down, so she doesn't suffer too much."
The poison of the illusionary Gu will make the patient feel pain and danger that ordinary people cannot feel, and every stimulation or attack may result in death.
"How can the head of the Wanqi family survive in such a cowardly way? Even if you can't remove the illusion poison, you should at least be able to prevent Empress Dowager Wanqi from going crazy and losing control."
"Empress Dowager Wanqi's madness is out of control because she still has some perception. Unless she is an unconscious puppet, her madness is uncontrollable."
After saying this, Ji Zhangsi's expression changed slightly. He turned to look at Liu Ci and said, "Can the puppet Gu make Empress Dowager Wanqi look a little more normal?"
Liu Ci fell silent, thinking that this old woman was too cruel.
What's the difference between turning a living person into a puppet and killing Empress Dowager Wanqi?
It seems that Jiang Yun was right. The palace struggles were incredibly vicious.
The candlelight was dim, but the dark night outside the palace was like a starry sky. Inside the palace, everything was silent, with only a few palace lanterns illuminating the palace roads, and patrolling palace guards could be vaguely seen.
Yin Xing, enjoying the cool breeze on the high platform, fixed his gaze on Xuan Yizhen, who was reading. He leaned closer and called out, "Yizhen, aren't your eyes tired from reading?"
"Since you don't want to play chess, I can only read to pass the time." Xuan Yizheng looked up at Yin Xing in front of him. Maybe it was because of the bath, her cheeks looked rosy and tender.
“…” Yin Xing kept silent, only feeling a dull pain in his lips that had finally healed.
Seeing Yin Xing remained silent, Xuan Yizhen pinched her face with his fingertips, unable to let go, and jokingly said, "Or maybe you can play with yourself for me to entertain me?"
Yin Xing's cheeks flushed bright red instantly. She turned her head away from Xuan Yizhen's cool hand and said innocently, "I think I should just read a book."
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing tactfully stepped away from Xuan Yizheng's side so as not to arouse his interest.
The reason is simple: it is her menstrual period and Yin Xing really can't stand it.
Seeing Yin Xing's unhappy look, Xuan Yizheng stopped joking and raised his hand to cover her with a thin blanket to prevent her from catching a cold.
Not long after, Yin Xing snuggled up to Xuan Yizhen, casually glancing at the scrolls, only to find that they were all being watched by Gong Yang, and he felt a little curious.
"Are these books all written by people from the Gongyang family?"
"Yes, and it is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. The old patriarch of the Gongyang family is extremely talented and is known as a living saint of our time."
Yin Xing looked at the pages of the book that Xuan Yizhen was flipping through with his fingertips, and felt a little dizzy at just one glance.
Suddenly I had the visual impression of doing exercises for a political exam. It was so densely packed that it made me dizzy.
Xuan Yizheng stretched out his arms and held Yin Xing in his arms. Knowing that she was having her period, he did not tease her, but just stayed close to her out of habit.
Yin Xing didn't refuse the soft and fragrant pillow. His eyes fell on Xuan Yizhen's cold and outstanding face. He felt that she was more beautiful. He muttered, "Yizhen likes reading these books?"
"I don't like it. I prefer looking at you." Xuan Yizheng responded casually and naturally.
"Hehe, I like looking at Yizhen too." Yin Xing responded with a shy smile.
Xuan Yizhen's beautiful eyes, set against Yin Xing's smiling eyes, were brighter than the stars. She smiled slightly and asked, "So, what do you like to see in me?"
When Yin Xing heard this, he felt something was wrong and quickly responded: "I like them all!"
"That answer sounds a bit perfunctory."
"Then how do you think I can answer without being perfunctory?"
Xuan Yizhen pinched Yin Xing's earlobe with his fingertips and murmured to her, "Of course, you should answer with a specific part of the body, such as the eyes or the face, or for example..."
Yin Xingwei opened her eyes wide, not expecting Xuan Yizheng to be so straightforward. Her face flushed, and her gaze drifted uncontrollably to her.
Xuan Yizheng was clearly wearing neat clothes with the collar connected, revealing only a part of her neck, but it seemed to outline her graceful figure, making her look gentle and charming.
"My love is not that superficial, is it?" Yin Xing stammered, his earlobes burning.
"Food, sex and nature are all part of human nature. I don't think it's superficial if you like it, unless you don't admit that you like it." Xuan Yizheng played with Yin Xing's soft earlobe and wanted to bite her.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen who was getting closer and closer, sniffing the faint cold fragrance at the tip of his nose, and said a little breathlessly: "Don't, I admit that my love for you is superficial, but it's not appropriate now."
Xuan Yizhen raised his thin lips, paused for a moment, and cupped Yin Xing's face in his palms, looking into her eyes filled with innocence. His heart ached as he chuckled softly, "I like your innocent reactions the most. I gain something new every time."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xing was embraced in his arms, his whole face immersed in the soft clouds, and he completely gave up resistance. This was the feeling of floating in the air!
In the silence, the wind rustled the pages of the book. Xuan Yizheng glanced at the words in it, and a dark color surged in his eyes.
To kill a snake, you have to hit it at its most vulnerable part. The Gongyang family relies on writing, so naturally they have to defeat it.
The night breeze was cool, a bonfire was flickering somewhere in the capital, the bells of the Taoist temple were ringing, and people were holding lanterns and reciting Taoist scriptures.
Shangguan Sheng looked at the Taoist nun Yiqing in the middle and the Taoist disciples performing rituals beside her from afar, and still didn't understand the reason for the ghost fire.
When the blue ghost fire appeared, several Taoists fought against it, as if they were really fighting against an invisible thing.
The practice lasted until dawn, and no murder occurred that night, which the people of the capital believed without a doubt.
In the early morning, the sky is gray and hazy, which is the time when people who have not slept all night are most sleepy.
Liu Ci lay on the bed uneasily, missing Jiang Yun a little. That man must be very worried about him.
Ji Zhangsi already wanted to make Empress Dowager Wanqi a puppet, and it was obvious that he was not on good terms with the Empress. Jiang Yun probably had no way to ask for help.
Suddenly, there was a noise at the window. Liu Ci stood up and pushed open the window, and a figure came in.
Then there were footsteps approaching outside. Liu Ci covered his mouth with his hands. When he met the familiar eyes and eyebrows, he breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to embrace the person in front of him.
Jiang Yun held Liu Ci's face in his palm and looked at it for a long time. He kissed her and then said with relief, "I'm glad you're okay."
Liu Ci's breathing became unstable due to Jiang Yun's kiss, and he said with a hot face: "It's very dangerous here, why did you come here alone?"
"I miss you so much." Jiang Yun rarely looked joking and was very serious.
"Ayun, I miss you and Xiao Siyun too." Liu Ci lowered her eyes and hugged Jiang Yun, feeling her heartbeat and body temperature, her eyes slightly warm.
Jiang Yun felt the wet warmth on his clothes and realized that Liu Ci was crying. He quickly coaxed her, "It's okay. I'll take you out. Don't cry."
Liu Ci shook his head and replied seriously, "Not now. You must inform Yin Xing and the Empress that Ji Zhangsi wants to make Empress Wanqi into a puppet to counter the Empress. Otherwise, if we escape, we will be hunted down and killed."
"How could Chief Ji have a puppet Gu? Wasn't that something Du Ruo created?"
"I don't know. Anyway, it's still safe now. Don't be impulsive."
Seeing Liu Ci's serious reaction, Jiang Yun could only lean closer to her and snuggle up to her, sighing and saying, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
That Ji Zhangsi actually wanted to use Liu Ci to control Empress Dowager Wanqi. This might be his intention to depose the empress.
It seems that the internal struggle within the Wanqi family is worse than imagined.
Liu Ci knew how worried Jiang Yun was about her, so she raised her hand and touched her thin face. She took the initiative to approach her and said devoutly, "Ayun, you must be more careful. I will also try my best to stay alive and wait for you."
Jiang Yun looked at the resolute and gentle Liu Ci in front of him, his heart swelled, and he replied in a muffled voice: "Yeah, I know."
God knows how Jiang Yun has managed to get through these days. It's really maddening.
Before he knew it, the sky outside the window was bright, and the morning glow was scattered across the clouds. Liu Ci opened the window and watched Jiang Yun dodge dangerously. He pressed his palm against his chest, feeling anxious.
If possible, Liu Ci didn't want to be separated from Jiang Yun. They had known each other since childhood and had been in love since their youth. Except for the last time when he was extremely angry and cold to her for a while, he had never been separated from her for such a long time.
But Liu Ci knew that Jiang Yun could not be implicated. Regardless of whether Empress Wanqi's puppet Gu was successful or not, Ji Zhangsi would probably kill people to silence them.
So Liu Ci could only let Jiang Yun go for help, which was better than her and herself being in a desperate situation.
When the light of the rising sun shone into the hall in the center of the palace, it was utterly quiet and silent.
The gauze curtain swayed, blurring out a fair figure, like a cold jade Bodhisattva, with black hair hanging down, concealing her graceful figure.
Yin Xing looked at the scene in front of him with a red face, not daring to move, but unable to open his eyes at all.
Her skin is as white as ice and as white as cream, like a cold and elegant plum tree, carrying an air of chill, cool and soul-stirring.
Xuan Yizhen leaned forward slightly, lightly pecking Yin Xing's lips, then withdrew after a brief taste. His breath was hot, and his clear and beautiful eyes were stained with crimson. He whispered, "Do you like it like this?"
As she spoke, Yin Xing could feel Xuan Yizheng trembling, she was obviously a little excited.
It was very strange. Yin Xing didn't move much, but Xuan Yizheng was very sensitive.
Could it be that Xuan Yizhen's period is also coming early? !
Chunli, the female official in the outer room, could only sigh as she looked at Jiang Yun who came to ask for an audience early in the morning.
Jiang Yun paced back and forth, anxiously asking, "It's already broad daylight, and you haven't woken up yet. Don't you think it's strange?"
Now Jiang Yun suspects that the empress's power has been stripped away by those officials of the Wanqi family, otherwise how could he still sleep!
The female official said as if it was normal: "This is a common thing. Sometimes we don't have breakfast until noon."
"Your Majesty, how can you sleep so well?" Jiang Yun almost thought he was deaf and had misheard.
"There's nothing we can do. Your Majesty and Xizhou Yin have always been in love." The female official responded frankly.
Jiang Yun was a little upset when he heard this. In such a chaotic moment, the two of them could still play like this!
Originally, Jiang Yun thought that the rumors outside were too outrageous, but now he suddenly felt that Yin Xing was really a disaster for the country and the people.
But even if Yin Xing was too confused to understand the situation, it was impossible for the empress to lose her mind as well.
As the sun rises, more and more brilliant rays of light leap into the gauze tent, silently illuminating the crystal thin sweat, like fine rain, wetting the cold white jade Bodhisattva with a moist and shiny feeling.
Yin Xing's mouth was dry and he kissed her subconsciously. Xuan Yizheng held the back of her neck in his arms and she felt a little dizzy.
Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes and looked at the obedient Yin Xing, his eyelashes covering his desire. He sighed that it was a pity that he couldn't touch her, so he had to wrap himself around her as tighter as possible to relieve his unbearable pain.
"Yizhen, will it be too long?" Yin Xing met Xuan Yizhen's calm eyes, which seemed to be shrouded in the misty and uncertain warm spring rain, with a seductive charm.
"No." Xuan Yizheng lowered himself and snuggled up to Yin Xing, rubbing her gently with a calm expression. If it weren't for the slight blush on her jade-white cheeks, no clue would be visible.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen infatuatedly, revealing a strong love and pity. He leaned over and kissed her thin lips, muttering, "Yizhen, you are so good."
Xuan Yizhen chuckled and tried to keep Yin Xing's lips and tongue, and replied in an ambiguous low voice: "I can't help it, it's because you are so easy to break."
Last time, I just kissed her a little more, but I didn’t expect Yin Xing’s lips to be so obviously red and swollen.
Now Xuan Yizheng can only ask for as much as possible himself, so as to avoid Yin Xing getting hurt and having to take care of her.
Yin Xing pursed her lips, blushing and feeling embarrassed to answer. She put her ear close to Xuan Yizhen's mouth, listening to her heartbeat and breathing, and could clearly feel the changes.
The long breath gradually became suppressed, and Xuan Yizhen's heartbeat became irregular, far from being as calm and at ease as she appeared.
For some reason, Yin Xing had evil thoughts in mind. He blinked his eyes as he looked at Xuan Yizhen who was immersed in it, and lightly hooked his fingertips.
Xuan Yizhen paused for a moment, lowering his eyes to look at the eagerness in Yin Xing's dark eyes. His heart softened, and he lowered his head to bite her cheek, saying in a scolding voice, "Bad boy."
Yin Xing was attracted by Xuan Yizheng's unintentional charm, and his heart was moved. He knew that she was not angry, on the contrary, she seemed to be more interested.
In that case, just be a bad boy occasionally to liven up the atmosphere.
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