Chapter 44 (9,000 words) Xuan Yizhen tastes Yin...
The red sun is about to rise in the sky, and wisps of blood-red rays of light silently dispel the endless dark blue night, quietly shining through the window lattices covered with climbing green vines into the interior furnishings filled with potted flowers, as if it were a quiet and beautiful flower room that outsiders could hardly enter.
At this moment, the two figures sitting opposite each other on the low couch by the window were projected by the light, adding some changes.
After finishing his breakfast, Yin Xing sipped his tea, his eyes falling on the flowers and plants in the house. He realized that those exquisite glass flowers and plants had been replaced at some point. What caught his eye was a flourishing scene of clusters of red, pink and white flowers, with a rich fragrance. The shock he felt years ago gradually eased, and he secretly sighed that Xuan Yizheng's aesthetic taste had always been excellent.
Even with so many colorful potted flowers, they are still arranged in an orderly manner, pleasing to the eye, without any trace of vulgarity.
But ordinary people would not express their preferences so vividly. From the bedroom to the courtyard and garden, the sight of flowers and green vines in patches seems to be occupying all the space of the villa.
For the first time, Yin Xing felt that these delicate and beautiful plants were no less aggressive than ferocious beasts, and in some ways even more aggressive. They were like a silent influence, and he secretly felt emotional in his heart.
Come to think of it, Xuan Yizheng's personality seems to be somewhat similar.
When he shifted his gaze from the various blooming potted flowers in the house to the courtyard view outside the window, Yin Xing looked at the leaves of the green vines climbing outside, some of which were curled up, and some were stretched out. The new green was more vivid in color under the light, and the veins were clear, but the intertwined growth was a little too dense, as if it were a cage made of green plants.
At this time, Xuan Yizhen stopped eating. Yin Xing withdrew his gaze and looked at the peach branches placed in front of the desk of the two people. It must have been carefully cared for, so it was barely energetic.
Of course, it is also possible that Xuan Yizheng would deliberately trim the withered branches and leaves. She has always been very patient and interested in arranging flowers and plants.
"It's getting late today." Xuan Yizheng reminded slowly, her beautiful eyes looking at Yin Xing quietly, like a beautiful lake, gentle as water.
"Yeah." Yin Xing felt a little embarrassed when he was looked at. He quickly put down the teacup and stood up. He walked towards Xuan Yizheng and raised his hands to hug her.
Ever since Yin Xing heard Xuan Yizhen mention that he could also give her energy, he would hug her every morning. Although they both knew this, they were still a little excited!
Yin Xing raised the corners of his mouth, sniffed the cold fragrance with his nose, and suddenly remembered the sharp scissors that he had secretly hidden, and felt a little worried.
Alas, I don’t know what the specific situation is with Xuan Yizheng’s headache.
Xuan Yizheng wrapped his arms around the slender figure in his arms, counting her heartbeats silently with close intimacy. The pain and discomfort caused by menstruation gradually subsided, but another kind of dense and swollen pain was faintly emerging in his heart.
A hug seems like two vines growing together, supporting each other and conveying an indescribable feeling of joy.
It would be great if I could always get along with Yin Xing like this.
Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes to hide the undercurrent in his dark eyes. He pressed his cheek against Yin Xing's warm cheek, their skin touching. He couldn't help but sigh softly. In his heart, he wished he could merge with her flesh and blood and never be separated.
At this moment, Yin Xing felt Xuan Yizhen's intimate movements become more and more intense, and even their skin felt incredibly hot when touching. He called out with a hot face: "Yizhen, if I don't go out now, I might be late."
Hearing the sound, Xuan Yizhen regained her composure. She blinked her beautiful eyes to suppress the turmoil in her eyes. She slowly loosened her arms and replied softly with a calm expression, "Then be careful."
"Well, Yizhen also needs more rest." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen's clear and beautiful eyes, and was completely unable to detect the previous abnormality, as if it was just a momentary illusion.
After all, Yin Xing just now inexplicably felt that Xuan Yizheng was like a ball of blazing fire vines, as if it wanted to wrap around and burn him before it would stop.
"Okay." Xuan Yizheng nodded gently in response.
Seeing this, Yin Xing wanted to leave, but suddenly hurried into the inner room.
When they came out, Yin Xing placed a Buddhist scripture and a string of Buddhist beads in front of Xuan Yizhen, and said in a nagging tone, "Yizhen used to recite scriptures to calm her mind when she felt uncomfortable during menstruation. Let's take a look."
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing quietly, his fingertips curled up and tightened greedily, turning slightly white, and his face was even more gentle in cooperation: "Okay."
Not long after, the figure in the hall disappeared from the porch. Xuan Yizheng's expression turned cold in an instant. He lowered his eyes to look at the dark green Buddhist beads soaked in medicine, fiddling with them with his fingertips to make a sound, and casually flipping through the scriptures with one hand. In his heart, he actually wanted Yin Xing to accompany him more.
In the silence, the sound of Buddhist beads in his hand tapping slowly rang out, but it could not soothe Xuan Yizheng's irritability. He stared at the Sanskrit words on the scriptures with empty eyes, and suddenly his gaze stopped at the pink flower cluster preserved in the middle.
These were the broken branches and flower clusters that she had cut at that time. Yin Xing had put them in her collection of essays, but she didn't know when she had transferred them to her collection of scriptures.
Those peach blossoms, now as thin as cicada wings, are sandwiched in between, with complete shapes and even the pink color well preserved, looking elegant.
Xuan Yizheng gently touched the petals with his fingertips, imagining Yin Xing's expression and demeanor as he carefully placed the scripture. A faint light flashed in his deep and beautiful eyes, clear and distant, dispelling the gloom.
The warm sunlight outside the window shines clearly through the dense green vines into the colorful scene inside, and the light mist from the incense burner adds to the tranquility.
When the female official Chunli brought in the medicinal food, her eyes fell on Princess Zhang Hua who was bathing in the golden sunlight. She felt dazed and felt that she seemed to have improved a lot recently.
Perhaps this marriage is a good thing for Princess Zhanghua.
The green ivy on the window lattice sways in the spring breeze, creating a picture of a peaceful and tranquil time.
At this moment, Yin Xing on the streets of the capital was riding his horse in a hurry and almost missed the time!
When Yin Xing hurriedly sat down at the desk of the Dali Temple's general treasury, his soul was still floating in the air, thinking to himself that it was really exciting to step on the spot.
After a while, Yin Xing calmly stood up to pour tea and heard the casual conversation of two colleagues.
"It's said that another official's son was murdered in the capital last night. The manner of death was exactly the same as Zhou Yunting's case. The body was found in a sewage ditch this morning, causing panic among the people."
"This matter is indeed becoming increasingly bizarre. Could the murderer truly have a habit of killing and eating flesh? Otherwise, why would he resort to such cruel methods?"
"No matter what, you must strictly discipline your children from now on. It's best for them to stay out of the spotlight and not go out."
Yin Xing paused for a moment while pouring tea, listened carefully for a while, and then stepped down to sit down. He felt a sense of relief in his heart.
Since the murderer did not just target Zhou Yunting, the Lantern Festival incident must have been just a coincidence.
Thinking of this, Yin Xing sipped his tea and concentrated on processing the case files in the warehouse, thinking about collecting his salary early today and going back to accompany Xuan Yizheng.
In the afternoon, Yin Xing went to the treasury to collect his salary early. He was in a good mood with the heavy salary in his hand, but he didn't expect to meet Jiang Yun by coincidence.
Jiang Yun looked at the exquisite lacquer box Yin Xing was carrying and couldn't help but teasing him, "Why are you so eager to collect your salary every time? Are you going somewhere to have fun without telling your princess wife?"
Yin Xing knew that Jiang Yun was not serious about having fun, so he said helplessly: "I just avoided the crowd and didn't want to queue. Please don't say anything nonsense."
"Then how do you plan to spend your salary?" Jiang Yun asked curiously. He knew that Yin Xing had a monthly salary of two hundred taels, which ranked him among the top ten in the monthly salary of Dali Temple officials. He was quite rich.
However, Yin Xing was notoriously stingy in the Dali Temple. She only gave four copper coins to reward the clerks, and she never drank at parties. She could be said to be a little Pixiu who only took in and never gave out.
"No, I'm going to deposit my salary into a bank so that I can make money from money. You can also try saving money." Yin Xing answered truthfully and advised kindly.
Jiang Yun couldn't stop laughing when he heard this. He hadn't thought Yin Xing was such a money-grubber. He looked at the lacquer box in her hand again. It was intricately carved with patterns of mother-of-pearl inlaid with precious jade. It was beautiful and precious. It was obviously worth a lot of money. He teased, "Okay, but it's really a waste of money to use this lacquer box to store your salary."
If Jiang Yun had estimated the price correctly, this lacquer box would be more valuable than Yin Xing's ten-year salary.
"Yes, she gave me this lacquer box to store silver ingots. It looks very nice, doesn't it?"
"Well, but it's mainly valuable. Maybe you can go to a pawn shop and ask the price."
This makes money much faster than saving money and earning interest.
Yin Xing shook his head and said seriously: "No, this is a gift from her."
Jiang Yun was silent. He felt as if something was shining in his eyes and he couldn't bear to look at it.
I didn't expect Yin Xing to be so deeply in love with Princess Zhang Hua. I really don't know whether to say she is smart or not.
Jiang Yun had no choice but to give up teasing Yin Xing. Holding the sword in his hand, he said swiftly, "Okay, then you guard your princess wife and the treasure chest. I'll go to the autopsy room."
"Mortuary, are we going to see the autopsy of the official's son this morning?"
"Yes, this case is quite interesting, so I went to join in the fun. Why do you also want to see the scene?"
Jiang Yun paused, his eyes full of teasing, and he fiddled with the purple sword tassel with his fingertips, testing Yin Xing's clumsy curiosity.
She has always avoided getting involved in Zhou Yunting's case. Now that she heard about the suspected serial case and was so curious, it was hard not to suspect that she had ulterior motives.
Yin Xing subconsciously recalled the horror of the morgue and was about to refuse, but then he changed his mind and worried about the connection between this case and Zhou Yunting's death, so he nodded hesitantly and said, "Yes."
So the two of them entered the autopsy room together and stepped into the east corridor. Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing, who was as if facing a great enemy, and asked with a smile: "How was your lunch today?"
"It's okay." Yin Xing watched Jiang Yun push open the door to reveal the morgue. The coldness and darkness that hit him in the face were frightening.
"That's bad. Don't be scared to vomit." After saying that, Jiang Yun glanced at the corpse covered with funeral cloth inside. He stopped teasing or scaring Yin Xing and stepped in to lead him inside.
After all, if Yin Xing was really scared to the point of nausea and vomiting, Liu Ci would probably have to clean up the house.
Yin Xing was even more afraid to look around after hearing what he said. His eyes swept across the various sharp knives hanging on the wall and stared straight at the back of Jiang Yun's head, not daring to move away even an inch.
Jiang Yun walked towards Liu Ci, tapped her shoulder with his fingertips, leaned closer and called out with a smile, "Busy?"
Liu Ci let Jiang Yun approach without moving, and said calmly: "Well, but the treatment just now is almost the same. These corpses died in a similar way to Zhou Yunting and others. The flesh was scraped away and the bones were broken into pieces."
"So it's very likely that they are the same murderer?"
"I'm not sure yet. First of all, there's not much evidence from the bones. Secondly, this time we found some stamens and pollen in the deceased's hair, but there weren't any last time."
After he finished speaking, Jiang Yun took the pistil on the small dish and examined it. He could vaguely feel the burning gaze on the back of his head. He tilted his head to meet Yin Xing's bright dark eyes. He was timid and cautious, and couldn't help but laugh: "Since you came to watch the fun, why are you always staring at me?"
"I didn't dare to look around, for fear of being scared to vomit." Yin Xing explained honestly.
"Then take a look at this?" Jiang Yun responded with a smile, observing Yin Xing seemingly unintentionally but tentatively.
Only then did Liu Ci notice the quiet Yin Xing, and seeing Jiang Yun's inquiring eyes, he could only remain silent.
Yin Xing's gaze fell on the tiny pistil, which was as slender as a silver needle and brightly colored. He said, "It's quite beautiful."
Seeing this, Jiang Yun slowly said, "Don't you think he looks familiar?"
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing slowly remembered that it looked a little familiar. There were many flowers planted in the garden outside the courtyard, and among them seemed to be clusters of flowers of these shapes!
Oh no, this matter doesn’t involve Xuan Yizheng, right?
"No, I don't think he looks familiar."
"But in the capital, whether it's the long streets or the gardens, most of the plants are broad-leaved, plump flowers, and this kind of flower is rarely planted. You often hang out in flower shops and markets, don't you know anything about it?"
Yin Xing avoided Jiang Yun's probing gaze and once again looked at the tiny pistil carefully. His palms clenched tightly, sweating slightly. He shook his head and replied, "I don't understand. Don't you have any other evidence?"
Jiang Yun returned the small plate to Liu Ci with a gloomy look. Their eyes met, and the amusement faded away. He then asked, "Ah Ci, is there anything else different about this case?"
Hearing the voice, Yin Xing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put his heart at ease.
Liu Ci understood, holding the small dish in her palm and placing it aside, she replied calmly, "There's nothing else for now. Perhaps we can only search for this kind of flower in the capital to identify the murderer."
When Yin Xing heard this, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell to pieces.
"Maybe this flower was just accidentally touched. Maybe we should check the deceased's enemies or something." Yin Xing said weakly, trying to remain rational.
But Yin Xing had no idea that his performance was poor, which was simply a case of trying to cover up one's own faults.
Jiang Yun saw through it but didn't say anything: "That's true. It's a rare visit to the morgue. Do you want to see the body?"
Yin Xing held the lacquer box in his palm and replied hesitantly: "I guess not."
"Okay, then go ahead and get busy." Jiang Yun didn't want to irritate Yin Xing too much because she didn't look very good.
"Yeah." Yin Xing stepped out of the dim morgue, suddenly feeling the caress of the warm sun, and felt some colorful black appearing in front of his eyes.
Liu Ci looked at Jiang Yun with a serious expression and said slowly, "Have you ever seen this kind of flower, Ah Yun?"
Jiang Yun collected his thoughts and nodded in response: "I've been to Princess Zhanghua's villa before. There, the outer garden there is planted with large areas of flowers like this. It's very spectacular."
If Yin Xing had admitted it just now, she would not have aroused suspicion, but her concealment made it even more obvious that Princess Zhang Hua could not clear herself of suspicion.
"No wonder Ayun would test Yin Xing's reaction. This flower is not native to the dynasty. Perhaps it is because it adapts to the climate and soil, so the leaves and flowers grow with slender needles and bright colors. It should be a flower transplanted from the Wanqi family's territory." Liu Ci said as he analyzed while flipping through the album of flowers.
"This matter is becoming more and more complicated. Two almost identical murders. Whether it is copycat or the same person, I am afraid it is still unknown." As he spoke, Jiang Yun raised his hand to lift the mourning cloth in front of him and carefully examined the blood-stained bones.
The Dali Temple is sometimes more like a knife that is played with at will in the hands of those in high positions. Both murderers and justice have to bow to the powerful, which really makes Jiang Yun feel disgusted.
Outside the obscured window of the autopsy room, the warm sun slowly set in the west, and when the shadows lengthened, the sky was filled with gorgeous sunset glow.
There were many more patrolling guards on the streets of the capital, but Yin Xing just wanted to go back to the villa to see the flowers.
Soon, Yin Xing looked at the lush flowers in the garden of the villa, and suddenly felt a little disheartened.
Yin Xing had indeed never seen such flowers anywhere else in the capital.
Yin Xing walked into the house dejectedly. His eyes fell on the beautiful figure sitting on the couch flipping through the scriptures, and the uneasiness in his heart eased a little.
It's just a pistil, maybe it will fly away in the wind or rain.
"You're back early today." Xuan Yizheng turned his head slightly to look at Yin Xing who walked into the house and called softly.
"Because nothing happened, I wanted to come back early." Yin Xing placed the heavy lacquer box on the table, raised his hand to take the teacup handed to him by Xuan Yizheng and drank it. It was just the right temperature, not too hot to burn his mouth.
Obviously, Xuan Yizheng should have poured this cup of tea as soon as Yin Xing stepped into the outer gate. She has always been considerate to him.
Yin Xing looked straight at Xuan Yizhen, whose face looked even more beautiful in the sunset glow, and asked hesitantly, "Yizhen, are you feeling better today?"
"Yeah, much better." Xuan Yizheng closed the scripture, placed his palm on the thin blanket covering his knees, and enjoyed the gazes cast upon him.
"That's good." Yin Xing was organizing the questions in his head, so he spoke less.
In the quiet place, the evening breeze caresses the green vines and leaves, the shadows sway, and rustling sounds gradually rise, tangled and uncertain.
"It's time to get your salary today, and you don't seem as happy as usual." Xuan Yizheng's gaze fell quietly from the lacquer box to Yin Xing's cheek. He took out an embroidered handkerchief from his palm and wiped the sweat off her cheek. His fingertips felt the heat that was far hotter than the spring sun. His heart trembled slightly, and he pretended to touch the neat fine hair on her temples, pausing to tidy it up.
"Because I heard that there was another murder case in which the son of an official was dug out of his flesh and blood, and this time there is very important evidence." Yin Xing accepted Xuan Yizheng's caressing and looked at her calm appearance tentatively, his heart swaying and hesitating like a vine in the evening breeze.
Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing's burning gaze calmly, his fingertips resting on the corners of her eyes, and he spoke in a slightly distracted voice, "What evidence is it that makes you so concerned?"
"Because I found a flower stamen on the corpse, and I've only seen that kind of flower in other courtyards in my long time in the capital."
"Is that so? Are you worried about me, or are you suspicious of me?"
Yin Xing said immediately with a look of concern on his face, "Of course I'm worried about Yizhen. Why don't we just destroy all the flowers in the garden?"
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen's expression was extremely calm. He replied calmly, "No, those flowers are so beautiful. It would be a pity if they were destroyed."
These words almost made Yin Xing speechless. He blinked his eyes, very confused about Xuan Yizheng's reaction.
"Besides, since you believe in me, you should be open-minded, otherwise wouldn't this be a contradiction?" Xuan Yizheng explained slowly, his eyes falling on Yin Xing's rosy cheeks. His teeth itched slightly, and he wanted to take a bite.
"..." Yin Xing felt guilty for a moment because of Xuan Yizhen's gentle words.
In the silence, a warm and lingering kiss suddenly fell on the lips, with a hint of cool fragrance, which made people concentrate and calm.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen who was right in front of her with a hot face. Her expression was gentle and soft, like a holy goddess in heaven, but her slowly deepening intimacy seemed like pure desire in the human world.
Perhaps it was because of the sunset outside the house, which at this moment revealed Xuan Yizheng's completely different and strange beauty.
The brilliant and bright red sunset outside the window reflected on one half of her cheek, making it look delicate and graceful, while the pitch-black darkness inside the window cast a cold and sinister look on the other half of her cheek. Yin Xing's heartbeat suddenly tightened, and cold sweat broke out on her back.
"It seems that you are really afraid of the heat. Why don't you eat and take a bath early?"
"good."
Xuan Yizheng sensed Yin Xing's momentary abnormality, stepped back slightly, and observed her expression. He placed his palm on her slender neck and gently stroked the cold sweat, trying to hide his impatience.
Yin Xing had no appetite for dinner. He went into the bathroom and stayed there for a long time. He lay on the bed with a dazed head.
Not long after, Xuan Yizheng came out of the bathroom, and Yin Xing thought of another serious matter.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to drink some water. Do you really want to drink?"
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizhen, who was sitting gracefully beside the couch. Her beautiful eyes were quiet and elegant. He didn't dare to say that he would go to check if there were any sharp objects in the inner room.
Xuan Yizheng shook his head, watching Yin Xing hurriedly walk around the screen in confusion. His eyes fell on the two quilts she had spread out, and he pursed his thin lips.
Not long after, Yin Xing let down the gauze curtain and lay back on the bed on the inside of the bed, but his eyes were fixed on Xuan Yizheng beside the pillow, feeling uneasy.
Sleepwalking, this kind of thing is usually difficult to prevent.
Moreover, Xuan Yizheng would actually have such violent sleepwalking behavior. Yin Xing felt that it was not a good idea to stare at him like this, and perhaps he should be tied up to be safe.
Xuan Yizhen tilted his head to meet the dark gaze, but he finally relaxed his mind and called out in a clear, slightly hoarse voice, "What do you want to do if you don't want to sleep?"
Yin Xing watched a few strands of black hair slide down Xuan Yizhen's beautiful cheeks, and felt a little itchy. He raised his hand to scratch his face, propped himself up, and said hesitantly: "Can I tie Yizhen up to sleep with me?"
"If you want to do it, of course you can do it." Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's sparkling eyes in surprise, and placed his fingertips on the back of her hand, groping carefully, wandering and intertwining, ambiguous and unclear.
In fact, Xuan Yizheng feels that Guishui will only feel particularly uncomfortable in the first two days, and it can be completely ignored at other times.
What's more, Xuan Yizheng never avoided the pain of bleeding. The only thing he was not used to was the strange feeling.
But the next glance, the hand was holding a red silk ribbon to tie up Xuan Yizheng, without any romantic thoughts at all.
Yin Xing let out a long sigh and thought contentedly that this was much safer.
Xuan Yizhen looked at the tangled red silk ribbons with an indecipherable expression. Her gaze drifted to Yin Xing, who was tugging at the red silk ribbons. In the end, he cooperated with her and said, "Is there nothing else?"
"Anything else?" Yin Xing didn't react for a moment, until he saw the glimmer of anticipation in her calm, beautiful eyes. His face flushed with fear, and he quickly whispered to her about physiological safety. "Yizhen, you can't get close now. You'll be in danger."
The voices became fainter as they went on. Yin Xing lowered his head and was too embarrassed to look at Xuan Yizheng.
I was so busy thinking about how to make Xuan Yizheng sleep safely at night that I completely forgot that the silk ribbon had a special meaning to her.
"I can't do that. Don't you want any intimacy at all?" Xuan Yizheng asked in a very casual way, but he was very concerned in his heart.
When Yin Xing heard this, his face turned even redder. He didn't want to misunderstand her meaning. It was too embarrassing. He shook his head and said, "If you really feel uncomfortable, you should rest more. It's very tiring."
At least for Yin Xing, it is really difficult.
After he finished speaking, the gauze curtain fell into dead silence. Yin Xing tentatively looked at Xuan Yizhen, but saw her raising her hand to untie the red silk, and he couldn't help but be surprised!
Didn't I tie it tightly enough?
Xuan Yizhen calmly let Yin Xing stare at her. Her cold, slender fingertips casually lowered the red silk ribbon. Her beautiful eyes closed slightly, looking a little cold and distant. She said calmly, "Since you're not interested, then I don't want to play with you. Go to sleep."
After she finished speaking, Yin Xing blinked slowly with her round eyes and looked at Xuan Yizhen who seemed unhappy. The profile of her face made her look even more noble and proud, like the lonely and cold moon in the sky. Her thick black hair fell on her temples, the black and white were distinct, but the beauty was shocking.
But Yin Xing wasn't used to Xuan Yizhen being so cold and distant. With his heart pounding, he cautiously crawled closer and whispered, "So, Yizhen, how do you want to play?"
After she finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen slowly opened her clear eyes, as gentle and graceful as ever. She fiddled with the belt in front of Yin Xing with her fingertips and said nonchalantly, "You worked so hard last time, this time, consider it my compensation."
The words were spoken lightly but it made Yin Xing feel even more embarrassed. She couldn't even imagine the erotic scene at that time.
“That’s not good.”
"Don't you want to have a taste of it with me?"
These few simple words seemed to pass across Yin Xing's neck as lightly as a sharp scimitar, which was frightening.
Yin Xing didn't dare to hesitate any longer and just responded cooperatively: "No, I agree."
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen, who was originally lying flat, raised his head and kissed him, pressing Yin Xing with his palm from behind. His movements were gentle but swift and decisive, leaving Yin Xing with no chance of reaction at all!
If Yin Xing hadn't known that Xuan Yizhen had entered menstruation, his entire face was visibly pale, and even his thin lips had lost their color. He would probably have doubted whether the person in front of him was the Xuan Yizhen he knew.
It was late at night and the world was still. The candlelight flickered, the gauze curtains fell, and the clothes were removed, revealing two intimate figures, as close as if they were one and the same, relying on each other for survival.
Yin Xing was rarely blindfolded, but he was too ashamed to look at the scene in front of him.
Xuan Yizheng raised his hand to lift up the black hair that waterfalled in front of his body, and caressed it casually, knowing very well how sensitive Yin Xing was.
Yin Xing raised her head to accept the comforting kiss. Her eyes were moist as her breathing became disordered. She looked at Xuan Yizheng. Her clothes were neat and her expression was calm, which made her look even more strange. She shyly avoided his gaze.
But then Yin Xing's jaw was pinched, and Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing devoutly with clear and beautiful eyes, and said solemnly: "Don't close your eyes this time, you must keep looking at me."
"Yeah." Yin Xing nodded with a red face and disordered breathing. He could no longer respond freely for fear of making strange noises.
When Xuan Yizheng slowly moved and placed numerous kisses on her, Yin Xing felt like a rocking boat, swaying on the vast lake, choking as she accepted the surging waves, at a loss as to what to do.
This posture was too embarrassing. Yin Xing's eyes flushed red, and she couldn't stand the unfamiliar swaying. She felt like a fish that was about to drown at any time.
Xuan Yizheng just held on to her own fishing net. She changed as she observed her own changes. Dark waves surged in her eyes, which were always gentle and smiling in the past, and she was frantically trying to provoke her impatience.
Although Yin Xing seems to be in a superior position now, he is like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be devoured by her.
Yin Xing met the faint smile in Xuan Yizhen's eyes. His head felt dizzy as if fireworks were going off. The passion slowly rose, and his shyness disappeared. He just hoped that she could end everything quickly.
But Xuan Yi was so patient and gentle. When Yin Xing's consciousness became blurred, he could clearly feel tears and sweat dripping down. His whole body was wet and delicate like a dehydrated fish. He was trembling limply and completely out of control.
Now Yin Xing finally understood why Xuan Yizheng, who was always calm and composed, lost control like that that night.
Who can remain indifferent to such strong sensory stimulation?
Whenever Yin Xing subconsciously wanted to close her eyes, Xuan Yizhen would stop all actions. She really did what she said.
Yin Xing realized that Xuan Yizhen on the bed was a little too ruthless. He couldn't help but choke up, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat sliding down his cheeks. The water in his body was constantly draining away. His voice was hoarse and he called out: "Yizhen, Yizhen..."
These soft and pitiful words did not receive the gentle response as usual, but instead gradually became fierce.
Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was very short. When Yin Xing saw the brilliant fireworks suddenly blooming in the dark night, his whole body rose into the air, and then fell to the ground with a thud. All sounds stopped abruptly, and only the sound of dripping raindrops filled the air.
After a ridiculous night, the female official Chun Li ordered the maids to silently replace the quilts and utensils with new ones. She looked towards the bathroom and was surprised.
When it was already bright outside the window, Yin Xing still didn't dare to open his eyes. He just wanted to escape from the earth.
"Awake?" Xuan Yizheng reached out and put down the scripture, looking at the blushing earlobe quietly, his fingertips moving slightly, but he knew that she was too tired last night, so he had to suppress his impatient thoughts.
"Yeah." Yin Xing responded, but didn't look at Xuan Yizheng. He turned over subconsciously and couldn't help but gasp because of muscle pain.
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen placed his palm on his back, pressing it gently, and said, "Does it hurt?"
Yin Xing was subconsciously startled, his body tensed, but fortunately his back was facing her at the moment, so he could only respond, "A little bit."
After hearing this, Yin Xing realized that his voice was so hoarse that he couldn't recognize anyone. He couldn't help but think resentfully, Xuan Yizheng is so mean!
When the evil Xuan Yizhen withdrew her hand and stood up to leave the couch, Yin Xing wanted to look at her shyly, but soon heard some noise and quickly turned his head back.
"Apply medicated wine, it will feel better." Xuan Yizheng's eyes fell on the fair skin under the brocade quilt. He lightly pressed his palm, dipped in medicated wine, against the skin. His movements were gentle, but he soon felt the heat and pursed his thin lips slightly.
"Be gentle." Yin Xing lay naked and motionless, making a sound of pain.
Xuan Yizhen listened to the hoarse voice that sounded sweet and obedient, and recalled her pleading for mercy amidst her sobs last night. His breathing became disordered, and he softly replied, "Yes."
In fact, you need to use a little force when taking medicinal wine to quickly eliminate the discomfort.
But Xuan Yizhen thought of Yin Xing crying uncontrollably like last night, and couldn't help but cater to her with pity, wondering how someone could cry even more than a child.
Tears fell like pearls, one by one.
But Xuan Yizhen really likes to tease Yin Xing into indulging in his caresses. It seems more interesting to see her become lustful.
Especially when Yin Xing asked for help obediently and pitifully, Xuan Yizheng thought of her dazed crimson eyes and wanted to take her into the boundless abyss, even if eternal sinking seemed pretty good.
It was almost noon when Yin Xing got up from his bed and left the inner room. He sat on the low couch to eat, still not looking at Xuan Yizheng.
Xuan Yizhen didn't mind. He raised his hand to serve her the food and said to her as if nothing had happened, "Today is also a day off. Do you want to go out and bask in the sun later?"
"Okay." Yin Xing nodded. Now he didn't want to stay in the inner room with Xuan Yizheng, as it would easily remind him of those unpleasant scenes.
So, Yin Xing and Xuan Yizhen walked out of the house and came to the pavilion on the lake in the villa. Yin Xing leaned against the railing and looked at the golden carp in the lake, not daring to look at Xuan Yizhen for too long.
Suddenly, bait was scattered on the surface of the pond, attracting fish to emerge, and the golden carp presented a unique and vivid picture in the sunlight.
"Would you like to try feeding it?"
"good."
Yin Xing turned around as usual and greeted the gentle and smiling Xuan Yizhen with an embarrassed look. Her eyes were calmer than the surface of the lake, as if the bad things of last night were just a dream.
But Yin Xing knew that it was definitely not a dream. He raised his hand to take the porcelain box, and with a small spoon in his hand, he sprinkled the bait onto the water. He still felt that Xuan Yi was very bad and the kind of person who was two-faced.
I begged for mercy so much, but she refused to listen and insisted on making me so embarrassed!
The more Yin Xing thought about it, the more embarrassed he became. He gave more and more bait, and soon the calm water surface was like a boiling pot, because the golden carps swam very fast.
"Are they that hungry?"
"We usually feed them in the morning, but we haven't fed them yet today."
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing's lively expression, unable to conceal her curiosity. His heart softened, and he moved closer to her and asked nonchalantly, "Are you still not happy?"
Yin Xing was originally wondering why Xuan Yizhen hadn't fed the fish in time today, which was why she was slow to react. She was probably busy bullying herself. Her cheeks puffed up and she said honestly, "Yeah."
At this moment, Yin Xing was like a fathead fish.
In the silence, Xuan Yizhen leaned in and kissed Yin Xing's pouty lips, giving her a gentle kiss just enough time. However, he watched her angry expression closely, and touched her soft earlobe with his fingertips. He chuckled and said, "I apologize to you. I just wanted you to have fun last night, but I didn't expect you to be like that..."
The words stopped abruptly, and Yin Xing kissed Xuan Yizhen's lips again to avoid hearing the embarrassing words.
Xuan Yizhen was slightly stunned, and looked quietly at Yin Xing who was kissing him. He carefully soothed her swollen lips. The thought of animals licking each other when they were injured came to his mind, and his heart was moved.
"You..." Yin Xing stepped back with his eyes wide open, wanting to question, but looking at Xuan Yizheng's clear and frank expression, he couldn't utter a word for a while.
This little bit of intimacy was nothing compared to last night.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about what happened last night." Xuan Yizheng held the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and wiped the lip balm off Yin Xing's lips, and promised patiently.
Of course, that kind of funny thing can only be known by himself. Xuan Yizheng would never allow others to see Yin Xing's cute and innocent look last night.
"But the female officials and maids are responsible for changing the brocade quilts, they must know." Yin Xing responded hesitantly. He did not doubt Xuan Yizheng's words in his heart, but it was really hard for him to accept that others knew what happened last night.
Seeing this, Xuan Yizhen said without hesitation: "If you want, I can order them to be executed. Would you be happy with that?"
After she finished speaking, Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng's gentle and beautiful face, and could not see any change of emotion at all. It seemed as if she was just talking about crushing a flying insect. She was so surprised that she wanted to speak out, but she didn't dare to.
Because Yin Xing suddenly wanted to ask Xuan Yizheng whether she had ever killed anyone, such as Zhou Yunting and his group of young masters.
But Yin Xing didn't dare to say anything, because she was afraid that Xuan Yizhen's answer might overturn his perception of her.
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