Chapter 64 (8,000 words) Xuan Yi is really unhappy...
The sun sets in the west, the night covers the sky, the sunset glow disappears completely, and the crisp sound of thudding can be heard in the waterside pavilion. Yin Xing brings a rattle to the little girl to entertain her and makes the bed for her.
Because Xuan Yizheng was bathing in the inner room at that time, Yin Xing let the little girl play with the rattle, otherwise it might be a bit noisy.
"Sorry, I have to take you back to Dali Temple to see Miss Liu tomorrow." Yin Xing looked at the little girl who had just taken a bath and said apologetically.
"Yes, I want to see Sister Liu." The little girl shook the rattle in her palm and responded in a childish and well-behaved manner.
Seeing this, Yin Xing smiled, raised his hand and picked up the bamboo dragonfly, patiently teaching the little girl, saying, "This is also very interesting, you try it."
Sure enough, the little girl stared at the spinning bamboo dragonfly with an innocent look of curiosity.
Seeing this, Yin Xing put away the rattle and put it back on the shelf.
After all, Xuan Yi really doesn't like loud noises.
Soon, the little girl had learned how to play with the bamboo dragonfly, and Yin Xing found that she was not too clingy to him.
Maybe it’s just like Jiang Yun said, the little girl only sticks to Liu Ci.
Seeing the little girl playing with the bamboo dragonfly very quietly and obediently, without making any noise, it seemed as if she was not afraid of unfamiliar places at all. She was really brave.
But then Yin Xing thought about how the little girl could come and go freely in the morgue, and felt that this reaction was normal.
"Do you like playing with bamboo dragonflies?"
"Yeah, I like it."
The little girl held the bamboo dragonfly in her hands and responded as usual, but her face showed no more emotion and was unusually calm.
For some reason, Yin Xing felt somewhat familiar. Perhaps Xuan Yizheng was like this when he was a child.
Just as Yin Xing was lost in thought, Xuan Yizhen, dressed in a thin dress, slowly stepped out of the inner room. Her beautiful eyes were clear, her face was pure, and she called out softly, "Why don't you go take a bath?"
"I was afraid that the little girl would run to the water alone, so I wanted to watch her." Yin Xing came back to his senses and stood up, pouring tea and handing it to Xuan Yizheng. He could smell the faint medicinal fragrance on her body, which was very refreshing.
"That's true. I'll take care of her then. You go take a bath." Xuan Yizheng sat down gracefully and responded. She took the teacup and drank it slowly.
Yin Xing nodded, and his gaze shifted from Xuan Yizheng to the little girl not far away. He thought it was just a bath, so nothing should happen.
Then Yin Xing stepped forward to get clothes for bathing. The sound of footsteps faded away, and the bamboo dragonfly spun and landed on the ground. The little girl reached out to pick it up, then continued to play with it quietly without paying any further attention.
Xuan Yizheng didn't even look at the little girl, pretending she didn't exist. He put down the teacup and began to prepare incense.
Because of taking medicinal soup and Hanxiangbingdan, the daily medicinal fumigation has improved to avoid affecting Yin Xing.
However, the water pavilion is well ventilated in summer, so it can be slightly looser than in winter.
Xuan Yizheng used the incense burner in his hand to spread the medicinal incense carefully and lit it. The sparks burned slowly, neither going out nor being too scorching, which was just right.
As the faint smoke slowly floated around him, Xuan Yizheng covered the incense burner and washed his hands.
In the silence, the bamboo dragonfly landed on the ground again with a plop, but the little girl did not move to pick it up.
Xuan Yizhen wiped the water droplets with an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and casually turned her head to look, only to see the little girl curled up on the ground, her expression blank, not moving at all.
Xuan Yizhen doesn't allow anyone else in this world to win Yin Xing's love except himself.
Be it the book or the little girl, Xuan Yizhen didn't like them at all.
After a while, Xuan Yizheng finally calmed down when he heard the little girl's cry of pain. If she didn't get up, it would be bad if Yin Xing saw it.
So Xuan Yizheng stood up in confusion, the candlelight swaying, her tall and graceful figure, the hem of her white skirt moving slightly like waves, like a pure saint. She looked down condescendingly, her gaze wandering indifferently until it landed on the insect-shaped creature hovering on the skin of the little girl's neck, and her expression changed slightly.
The night was hazy. When Yin Xing came out of the inner room, his eyes first fell on Xuan Yizhen who was reading a book, quiet and peaceful. Then he looked at the little girl, who seemed to be lying on the small bed she had made, seeming sleepy.
Kid, you fall asleep so quickly.
Yin Xing walked slowly, picked up the bamboo dragonfly on the ground, and put it back where it belonged. Then he sat down on the couch and called softly, "Yizhen, don't you want to sleep?"
Xuan Yizhen closed the book and looked at Yin Xing. He raised his hand and touched her water-stained face, which was soft and warm. He pretended to be calm and withdrew his hand. He said, "It's still early. Why don't you tell me in detail about the little girl's origins? Perhaps I can help her find her family."
"I only heard Jiang Yun mention this in general. The little girl found a human figure in the mountains outside the capital, and there was no identifiable identification." When Yin Xing heard this, she felt that Xuan Yizheng was gentle and kind. She moved closer to her and snuggled up to her, saying softly.
Although Xuan Yizheng said that he doesn't like children, he is willing to help and take care of them. He looks cold but has a warm heart!
"Do you know which direction the mountains are?" Xuan Yizheng asked casually, his eyes sweeping across the extinguished incense on the table.
Yin Xing spoke truthfully without giving it much thought, "It's said to be in the mountains in the western suburbs, less than half a day's journey from the capital. Jiang Yun and the others found the little girl when they were outing. She barely spoke at the time."
Xuan Yizhen listened quietly, his eyes swept over the sleeping little girl, and said quietly, "It's impossible for such a child to go very far."
"Yes, so Jiang Yun suspected that she was abandoned and very pitiful."
"In that case, I will ask someone to find out about her family."
Yin Xing leaned forward and kissed Xuan Yizhen's face, saying eagerly, "Yizhen, you also feel sorry for her, right?"
Xuan Yizhen regained his composure and met Yin Xing's soft gaze, like a puppy, but he didn't hug her. He said gently, "Maybe."
Who made Yin Xing disobey himself because of the little girl?
However, the appearance of Wuzhou witchcraft on a little girl in the suburbs of the capital was definitely not an accident, and there might be something else hidden behind it.
The voices in the pavilion gradually died down, and soon the candlelight dimmed, revealing the dark surface of the pool, reflecting the stars and the waning moon.
"Not tonight, it will wake up the little girl, go to sleep." Xuan Yizheng kissed her soft lips seductively, his palm jumped into the hem of her clothes, and only ended slowly when he saw Yin Xing's eyes turn red.
"..." Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng in front of her with unstable breathing. Even with only faint moonlight, her skin was still smooth and white, like a piece of clear jade.
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng slowly lay aside with his eyes closed, as if he had not noticed the burning gaze, and folded his hands in front of him, trying to preserve that softness.
Yin Xing calmed down, raised his hand to hold the loose collar, looked at Xuan Yizhen with his eyes closed in disbelief, and finally had to lie down on the side in disappointment.
Alas, I suddenly understand Jiang Yun’s feelings.
In the night, the pavilions and towers in the capital are brightly lit, just like the stars in the sky, echoing each other.
In a small room at the end of an alley somewhere in the capital, the candlelight was dim, but it reflected some overlapping figures.
Jiang Yun leaned over and kissed Liu Ci, his eyes fixed on her unbearable cheek, which was slightly stained with sweat. His fingertips deftly unbuttoned her small clothes, and he murmured teasingly, "I thought you didn't want it at all."
Liu Ci lowered her eyes and silently looked at Jiang Yun, who was looking at her with a teasing look. She raised her hand and pinched her face. She only let go when she felt pain.
"Don't make trouble too late. You need to be moderate in this kind of thing, otherwise it will be bad for your health."
"Ah Ci, as the saying goes, to die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost. I am willing!"
Liu Ci was a little distracted when listening to this, so she didn't care about Jiang Yun and cooperated with her to have fun.
Late at night, Jiang Yun brought water for washing and bathing, and sat in the bathtub with Liu Ci. His eyes fell on her, and he was still very interested.
Liu Ci was too tired to respond. She raised her arm and embraced Jiang Yun, her eyes fixed on the wound on her neck. She tried to divert attention by saying, "Actually, I think we can adopt that child."
Jiang Yun twisted the handkerchief to wipe Liu Ci's body, and replied unwillingly: "No, that would be too much of a hindrance to us."
"But once you are busy, you go out early and come back late. It is really uneasy for me to wait for you alone until late at night." Liu Ci looked at Jiang Yun and spoke very bluntly.
"Aci, do you regret it?" Jiang Yun paused and looked serious.
After saying this, Liu Ci avoided Jiang Yun's gaze, lowered his head and rested his head on her shoulder, saying, "If I regretted it, I wouldn't be staying in the Dali Temple as a coroner."
At the beginning, Liu Ci learned medical skills to cure diseases and save lives, not to perform autopsies.
At that time, Jiang Yun was determined to enter the Dali Temple as a constable, so Liu Ci entered the autopsy room.
Everything was done to be with Jiang Yun, and Liu Ci never regretted it.
But Jiang Yun had too many things on his mind, and he probably didn't understand that he could do anything for her, but he just couldn't bear to lose her.
Even if it was just an idea, Liu Ci found it hard to accept. He felt like needles piercing his bones, the pain was unbearable.
"Then why would Ah Ci want to adopt a child?"
"Because I want to divert some of your anxiety and attention. Otherwise, it would be difficult to allow you to disregard your safety like this in the long night. Sooner or later, you will go crazy."
Jiang Yun looked at Liu Ci silently, but couldn't say a word. He could only lower his head and kiss her, full of apology.
The candlelight flickered, and in the hazy sky, a red sun gradually appeared.
It was already daybreak, and Jiang Yun hadn't had time to look for Yin Xing yet, but she came to visit with the little girl first, completely lacking the confidence she had yesterday.
Yin Xing said embarrassedly: "Sorry, the courtyard is not suitable for raising children."
Jiang Yun rarely showed any sign of joking. He sighed and replied, "Okay, maybe it's fate."
"Don't be discouraged. I have asked Princess Zhang Hua to check the little girl's parents. Maybe there may be some news." Yin Xing comforted.
"The fate I'm referring to is that Liu Ci wants to adopt a child, so even if it's not this girl, there will be another child." Jiang Yun looked at the little girl who followed Liu Ci, thinking that if Liu Ci could feel more at ease this way, then he would listen to her.
Yin Xing was curious when he heard this. He turned his head to look at the little girl following Liu Ci. At this moment, she was learning to recognize flowers and plants. She was very well-behaved. He said softly, "Actually, the little girl is very cute. She went to bed by herself yesterday."
Children of this age generally need to be accompanied and coaxed to sleep.
"I see you like children very much. Why doesn't your princess wife agree?" Jiang Yun spoke while leaning against the door and window. He still felt a little sour as he looked at Liu Ci who was teaching the little girl.
"There's no way, because she doesn't like children and needs to rest." Yin Xing didn't say more about Xuan Yizheng's physical condition.
Jiang Yun did not doubt Yin Xing's words. He thought that with Princess Zhang Hua's personality, it would be strange for her to like a little girl of unknown origin.
After saying this, Yin Xing was about to leave the autopsy room when he suddenly remembered Xuan Yizhen's words and said to Jiang Yun, "By the way, if there is any news about the little girl, Princess Zhang Hua said she would send someone to tell you."
Jiang Yun thought this was just a polite remark, but Yin Xing, who was simple-minded, probably didn't understand the hidden meaning of her princess wife's words, so she could only respond: "Okay, I know."
How could Princess Zhang Hua have the time to find out about a little girl abandoned by her parents?
Light streamed outside the window, and it was approaching the beginning of summer heat. It was almost August, but the war had not stopped and the summer heat showed no signs of abating.
The princes and nobles had their own ways to relieve the heat, but the sons of marquises who stayed in the capital often disliked being disciplined.
There are also often young men who sneak out to eat, drink and have fun, ignoring the law and getting drunk.
"The two gentlemen have been keeping accounts for several months and should pay them off," the waiter said politely.
"We are the sons of the Marquis of Xizhou. Who would owe you money for drinks? When the army returns to the capital, the emperor will reward us!" Yin Feng and Yin Lei were having a great time drinking with a group of friends. Yin Lei was very impatient.
The waiter looked embarrassed and muttered hesitantly, "Who knows how long this war will last. You two can't just eat and drink for free."
After he finished speaking, Yin Lei threw his wine glass at the waiter in a bad mood and asked angrily, "What do you mean?"
The broken pieces of wine cup cut his flesh, and blood dripped down the waiter's cheek, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
The waiter immediately fell silent in pain, and the shopkeeper hurried forward to persuade him, "There are many children of marquises and dukes in the capital, so please don't go too far, the two sons of the Marquis of Xizhou."
The emperor had executed princes and nobles during the New Year's palace banquets, and the people in the capital remembered this clearly.
"What a big tone you have! It seems like you don't want to keep this restaurant open anymore." Yin Feng, who had been silent, raised his hand and punched the shopkeeper hard, and immediately signaled everyone to teach him a lesson together.
Soon, the sound of smashing and looting echoed throughout the restaurant. The wine jars were smashed into pieces and the guests hurriedly left the hall.
As the candles were pushed over, countless flames spread across the hall along the wine jars. In this dry season, a huge fire was burning fiercely.
The shopkeeper and the waiter were beaten so badly that they could not move and were pushed into the sea of fire. Seeing that the commotion had gotten out of hand, Yin Feng and Yin Lei's cronies immediately left.
Yin Feng and Yin Lei didn't expect the commotion to be so serious. They wanted to escape immediately, but they didn't expect that fire would break out all around them. They screamed and roared in fear and quickly ran out of the restaurant!
Many people on the street saw it clearly and retreated, and the two men were quickly burned to ashes.
At daybreak, many restaurants along the long street were burned to ruins. The capital's soldiers were on guard around the perimeter. Du Ruo looked at the traces of fire inside and said, "Drunkmen fought and set fire. Where is the culprit?"
"Reporting to Commander Du, the two main arsonists were also burned to death in the street. Many people testified last night." The soldier responded in awe.
"Boring." Du Ruo shifted his gaze from the ruins of the restaurant to the steps at the door, and then stopped for a moment at the corpses on the street not far away.
An ordinary fire would not burn a living person into a charred corpse in such a state.
As soon as he finished speaking, officials from the Dali Temple came over, and Jiang Yun's eyes met Du Ruo's.
This long street is lined with restaurants and has many wine warehouses, so the fire last night was very serious.
Jiang Yun looked at the two strange charred corpses on the ground. The way they died seemed a little familiar.
Du Ruo rode his horse and slowly approached, saying, "This kind of case is usually handled by the capital government. Why is it the Dali Temple?"
"Master Du, you don't know that the two of them have special identities, so the Dali Temple is in charge of the case." Jiang Yun responded politely, not wanting to talk more.
"That's true. These two men are the second sons of the Marquis of Xizhou and the younger brothers of Lord Xiao Yin. They are royal relatives killed in the streets. We must investigate in detail." Du Ruo spoke casually, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and did not linger for too long.
Killing to silence someone is nothing new under the sun, but the method is very interesting and seems natural.
Jiang Yun watched Du Ruo and other soldiers leave the long street before he ordered people to collect the body and return it to the Dali Temple. He really hated dealing with cases involving royal relatives.
As the sun rose, Yin Xing sat in the main warehouse processing newly delivered case files. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yun entered through the main door and said bluntly, "Master Yin, you need to prepare money for the funeral."
Yin Xing asked with a puzzled look: "Why?"
"Last night, Yin Feng and Yin Lei drank alcohol in a restaurant, beat someone up, and set fire to the restaurant. In the end, they themselves were burned to death. This is the case file."
"Don't you think that sounds a little far-fetched?"
Jiang Yun cleared his throat, avoiding gazes, and said, "This is based on the autopsy performed by the coroner at the Dali Temple and the testimony of the witnesses. In addition, you may have to compensate the restaurant for its losses, which is approximately ten thousand taels."
Du Ruo also felt that this case was strange, and because it involved royal relatives and local marquises, he did not let Liu Ci perform the autopsy, but handed it over to someone else.
Anyway, these two people committed arson and murder, and they should be executed.
Yin Xing's hand holding the case file trembled, and he said in disbelief: "How much?"
Ten thousand taels, is this a burning restaurant or a bank?!
In the afternoon, Yin Xing and Jiang Yun went to the restaurant street together. When they saw the fire scene, they couldn't utter a word of doubt.
Jiang Yun took Yin Xing to sit in the cold drink shop and ordered two apricot fruit drinks. They took big gulps and felt sour, sweet and refreshing.
However, Yin Xing just felt a chill all over his body. The original owner's two brothers were too good at causing trouble!
At this moment, there were quite a few people gathered at the stall, most of them were talking about the fire accident.
"The fire last night was really scary. It almost burned down the entire street."
"It can't be helped. Who made me run into a drunken young man?"
"Those two young masters deserved to die. It's said their entire bodies were engulfed in flames, even their throats were on fire. What retribution!"
Yin Xing didn't dare say a word about the people's excited words. He sipped his fruit drink and sighed, "Do you think it's possible for me to withdraw 10,000 taels of salary from the Treasury?"
Jiang Yun finished his fruit drink and was eating the sweet and sour apricots. Perhaps because the apricots were too sour, or perhaps because he was startled by the words, his expression changed drastically. He said slowly, "I think if you're dreaming, it's still possible."
Ten thousand taels, Yin Xing’s salary for nearly five years even if he didn’t eat or drink, I’m afraid that even the Dali Temple’s treasury might not have this amount of silver in reserve.
After he finished speaking, Yin Xing had to give up the idea and think about his savings instead.
"Now the whole capital knows about it. Your princess wife should know the situation even before you do. I think you should confess."
"It seems that this is the only way. Thank you for letting me know in advance."
Jiang Yun said bluntly: "It doesn't matter, just pay."
Yin Xing nodded without hesitation: "Okay, but how could the two of them burn to death outside the restaurant?"
"It is said that the flames on their bodies are too big, so even if they run out of the restaurant they will be burned to death. They will suffer the consequences of their own actions." After saying this, Jiang Yun looked at Yin Xing hesitantly, and only when he saw that she didn't feel uncomfortable at all about the tragic death of her relatives did he breathe a sigh of relief.
It is not impossible that the family relationships among high-ranking nobles are complicated and the emotions are cold.
It's obvious that these two young masters were spoiled in Xizhou, so they are so unscrupulous in the capital.
I'm afraid the news will soon reach the front line of the war, so the Dali Temple handled this case very quickly, probably also with the intention of stabilizing the nobles.
After all, not only the son of the Marquis of Xizhou remained in the capital, but many noble sons were also detained. The crisis of trust was far more difficult to control than a flood.
This matter is not a small matter, so Jiang Yun wants Yin Xing to deal with the rumor as soon as possible to avoid being involved in the political turmoil.
As the sky gradually darkened and dusk approached, Yin Xing, who was heavy-hearted, entered the waterside pavilion. His eyes fell on Xuan Yizheng, who was burning incense and playing the piano, and he found it difficult to speak.
The sound of the piano is long, clear and soft. When Xuan Yizheng puts his white fingertips on the strings, the sound gradually becomes ethereal, like a quiet valley, which makes people feel calm.
The song stopped, and Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing, who no longer had the usual vigor and vitality, and said, "It seems that you already know about the death of Yin Feng and Yin Lei."
"Well, they set fire to the restaurant street. Not only were many houses damaged, but there is also suspected murder compensation. I may need to handle these temporarily on behalf of Xizhou Hou." Yin Xing sat next to Xuan Yizheng with his head lowered, embarrassed to look into her clear and beautiful eyes.
"That's true. As the elder brother of the two of them, it's natural for you to take care of the aftermath." Xuan Yizheng raised his hand to wash his hands in the basin and responded calmly.
Yin Xing picked up the embroidered handkerchief and wiped Xuan Yizhen's hands. She thought, "Yizhen, how much of my salary is currently deposited in the bank?"
Xuan Yizhen let Yin Xing hold his hand and wipe it, and replied slowly: "Calculating the interest, it's about ten thousand taels."
"There really are so many!" Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng in disbelief, thinking that he was hallucinating.
According to the time, Yin Xing felt that five thousand taels would be a very considerable amount.
After all, the savings had barely been for a year. Apart from the two hundred and five taels of silver that Yin Xing had initially taken out, he would also set aside some pocket money every month, so the maximum was three thousand taels.
"Why would I lie to you? But do you really want to use all the money to deal with their affairs?"
"Well, it's mainly because it affected many restaurants and people's lives, so I wanted to make amends as soon as possible. As for the rest, we can wait for the Marquis of Xizhou to return to the country to deal with it."
Yin Xing would not hold a big funeral as it would be too embarrassing.
Xuan Yizhen raised his fingertips to feel the lines on Yin Xing's palm and said leisurely, "Since you are willing to give it up, I naturally have nothing to say."
Yin Xing was very moved and called out: "Yizhen, aren't you angry?"
When saving the money, Yin Xing had originally agreed to spend it together with Xuan Yizheng, and he had not forgotten it.
Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing's gaze, her expression softening as she said with a gentle smile, "This happened suddenly, there's nothing you can do about it. Besides, do I look so unreasonable?"
Yin Xing shook his head and replied with a hot face: "Yizhen is the most gentle and kind wife in the world. I just feel that I am always causing trouble, so I should be punished."
"Well, if you wish, I will be happy to punish you."
“…”
Yin Xing, who was originally feeling embarrassed, inexplicably sensed the deeper meaning in Xuan Yizheng's words, and blushed. He did not expect the topic to change so suddenly.
Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing with interest, raised his hand and took her to the inner room, saying, "It's hot, take a shower first."
Yin Xing followed Xuan Yizheng, his ears turning red. Ever since the little girl stayed with him for a night, the two of them haven't been very close.
The belt became wider and wider, and Yin Xing looked at his official robe and hat draped on the screen, and Xuan Yizheng's green gauze clothes were also beside it, shrouded in mist, which inexplicably added ambiguity.
Yin Xing consciously sank into the water, trying to make room for Xuan Yizheng.
Xuan Yizhen sat down close to Yin Xing, raised his hand to stroke the water surface, and saw that only her head was exposed. He said, "The water, is it very hot?"
"It's not hot." Yin Xing shook his head and replied, feeling only a little hot.
"That's good." Xuan Yizheng held the handkerchief and wiped the back of her neck.
Yin Xing blinked and looked at the calm Xuan Yizhen, wondering what the punishment would be?!
But Xuan Yizheng washed and bathed him very properly, without any further intimacy, which made Yin Xing a little confused.
The sound of gurgling water, the hot mist, and the bright candlelight in the night gradually became more and more obvious.
The wind blew, the red candles danced, Yin Xing's eyes were covered with a green gauze belt, and her fair cheeks were stained red, not knowing whether it was from bathing or from being moved.
With his vision blurred, Yin Xing called out anxiously, "Yizhen?"
Then I heard Xuan Yizhen's voice, clear and gentle, with a coolness that was different from the coolness of midsummer. He said softly, "Since this is a punishment, you cannot move or make any noise without instructions. Do you understand?"
"Yeah." Yin Xing nodded, feeling shy when she heard the ringing in her ears.
Xuan Yizhen usually likes quietness, so there are no eaves chimes, wind chimes or other things in the courtyard.
Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and fiddled with the bell around Yin Xing's neck. His eyes wandered to the red silk ribbon wrapped around her body. He said softly, "Does it sound good?"
Yin Xing blushed and subconsciously wanted to lower his head, but he couldn't do that in his current position, and he couldn't move his hands or feet either. He could only respond, "It sounds good."
"I've always wanted to give you a try."
"Always?"
Xuan Yizhen nodded, then remembered that Yin Xing couldn't see him, so he could only speak: "Yes, now you can't shake the bell and make any sound, otherwise there will be other punishments."
Yin Xing was shocked when he heard this, and looked at Xuan Yizheng with blinking eyes, wondering if she was so unhappy?
Double punishment, Yin Xing had never experienced this before!
In the silence, Xuan Yizhen held a red candle in his hand, which clearly illuminated Yin Xing's fair and pink face. Her black hair was disheveled and her beautiful eyes were covered, making her look like a jade doll.
"It's about to start now." Xuan Yizheng raised his hand and moved it from Yin Xing's cheek. His fingertips moved from her eyebrows to her earlobe. Sure enough, he heard her trembling because of tickling, and the sound of the bell was particularly pleasant.
"Ugh!" Yin Xing was startled because something like hot water fell on his skin, which was unexpected and a little painful.
Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes and watched the red candle fall on Yin Xing's skin. It floated and solidified with her breathing, which was even more beautiful than the red silk ribbon. He said softly, "Sorry, I accidentally spilled the candle tears. Does it hurt?"
Yin Xing listened to Xuan Yizhen's gentle words and wanted to shake his head, but then he remembered the bell and could only say, "It doesn't hurt."
"Then go ahead."
"good."
As soon as he finished speaking, silence fell in the pavilion, but soon the sound of bells began to ring intermittently, like bells swaying in the wind.
The night was long and dark, and the candle wax was like willow branches spread across the snow, bright red and pure. Xuan Yizheng's eyes were filled with uncontrollable love.
When it was bright outside, Yin Xing was awakened by the light. His eyes fell on the red candle, and he realized belatedly that Xuan Yi had really been prepared.
Last night Yin Xing almost thought he was going to be killed!
At this moment, Leng Bai's slender jade hands looked around in front of her, and her fingertips fiddled with the bell on Yin Xing's neck. Her clear voice was filled with indescribable charm, and she called softly, "Awake?"
When Yin Xing heard the bell, he couldn't help but tremble. His heartbeat stopped for a moment, and he said slowly, "Yeah."
Then Yin Xing raised his hand and touched the bell around his neck, trying to cover up the sound, and slowly turned around, feeling a little sore.
Xuan Yizheng met his gaze calmly, blinking her beautiful eyes slightly, gentle and kind, without any trace of the domineering look she had last night.
"Why don't you take this off?" Yin Xing remembered that there were bells tied on all his hands, feet and limbs yesterday, but now there is only one.
"Because it sounds nice, I want you to wear it all the time." Xuan Yizheng responded very solemnly.
But Yin Xing's silence was deafening. He blinked at Xuan Yizhen and stammered, "How can I go out and see people like this?"
Xuan Yizhen responded without hesitation, "Then you'll never go out to see anyone else. Just let me admire and play with you. Are you willing?"
The word "play" sounded a bit too erotic to Yin Xing's ears.
The pavilion was very quiet for a moment. Yin Xing noticed Xuan Yizhen's gaze, which did not linger for a long time. He clearly felt that she was not joking, so he could only weakly respond: "Actually, I can accompany Yizhen even if I don't have a bell. This is too embarrassing."
Xuan Yizhen lowered her eyes and looked at Yin Xing, who was full of confusion and resistance. She felt a little depressed, but her face was as gentle as ever. She smiled softly and said, "Okay, I will help you untie it."
Since Yin Xing doesn't want to, it will be a lot less fun.
Then Xuan Yizheng sat up straight, letting the thin blanket slide off to reveal her fair body. She raised her hand and took out a pair of scissors. Her beautiful and cold eyes lowered, and her long eyelashes hid the expression in her eyes, which were dark and deep.
Yin Xing looked at Xuan Yizheng in surprise, his heart tightening. Hadn't he secretly hidden the scissors?
A subtle "click" sound rang crisply beside his ear, and then the bell rolled into Xuan Yizheng's jade-white palm.
Yin Xing came back to her senses slowly, almost thinking that Xuan Yi was going to stab her. Her eyes wandered away from the scissors in her hand, wanting to say something but not daring to.
"Very cute, right?" Xuan Yizheng put it aside and murmured without looking at Yin Xing.
"Yeah." Yin Xing nodded in agreement and looked at the exquisite bell, but when he thought of the back pain he had suffered last night, he was still scared.
Xuan Yizhen tilted her head slightly to look over, her clear, beautiful eyes tinged with regret. She traced the traces of candle wax on Yin Xing's skin with her fingertips, muttering innocently like a child, "It's a pity that these too will soon disappear."
Yin Xing looked at the traces of candle wax from his ankles to the front of his body, pink dots, and endless ambiguity in the chaos. He subconsciously wanted to wrap himself tightly in the thin blanket.
But then Yin Xing was stopped by Xuan Yizheng, and he realized that her expression was almost stubborn, so he could only drop his arms and let her look enough.
The morning glow falls on the surface of the pond, reflecting the spots of sunlight, which float on the ground of the waterside pavilion, which seems dreamy and unreal.
The summer morning light was already warm on the skin, but it was far less than the kiss Xuan Yizheng placed on the heart. It was devout and passionate, like a branding iron penetrating the skin and flesh, landing on Yin Xing's heart, making people feel dazed.
If Xuan Yizheng said at this moment that she was a man-eating ghost in the mountains, Yin Xing would not doubt it.
Because Xuan Yizheng's dark eyes in the morning light were filled with direct and sharp desire, as if only by devouring herself inch by inch could she satisfy her desire.
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