People who don't say sweet words easily can succeed in making people's hearts flutter with just one simple sentence.

Yan Yunhe was still a little afraid of Yu Qin after taking the medicine. This time, let alone just being unable to get out of bed, he would be killed.

Otherwise, if you die under the peonies, you will be a ghost.

The dream of a gentle lady is really irresistible.

Yan Yunhe pressed Yu Qin's chest and felt the throbbing coming from across the chest: "Just your words are enough."

The bed curtains were drooped, and the silk coat slipped from the side of the bed in a short time. Footsteps, vague figures could be seen, overlapping and hugging each other. When they were completely integrated, a hand came out from the bed curtain and grabbed the curtain with difficulty, as if enduring pain and trembling, with blue veins exposed.

Someone whispered softly: "Does it hurt?" A

hoarse voice replied: "It's okay."

After a brief conversation, someone gasped out in surprise, then suppressed it and kept it in his mouth, not wanting to be disturbed by outsiders. Know.

Yan Yunhe's body has extremely beautiful contours, and is full of vitality even after being wet with sweat. The curvature of his waist and hips can trap water droplets and disperse them with violent tremors.

Yu Qin kissed his furrowed brows, feeling the pain he endured for himself, the way he looked patient and depressed.

I want to make him hurt even more, so painful that I deeply remember all the feelings I gave him at this moment.

But...I couldn't bear to let him feel pain.

Yu Qin kissed his cheek reassuringly and was about to step away when Yan Yunhe opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"I used my inner strength to force out the medicine," Yu Qin said.

Yan Yunhe immediately became anxious: "Why?"

Yu Qin: "You will be injured, and you may have difficulty moving in the next few days."

Yan Yunhe turned over and suppressed Yu Qin: "It was only two hours last time , they didn’t make me unable to move, Han Chu really underestimated me."

He stared at Yu Qin with intense and persistent eyes.

He held Yu Qin's shoulders, preventing him from moving rashly, suppressing Yu Qin almost forcefully.

Even though the pain made his body tense, he felt a sense of forbidden pleasure when he saw Yu Qin's eyebrows furrowed due to the strong stimulation and his unbearable loss of control.

It was as if he was defiling Yu Qin. Yu Qin should be holy and cold, and should not be tainted with lust.

Different from the last time, when he was under the influence of the medicine and was in a trance most of the time, this time he clearly saw how Yu Qin was sinking.

Yu Qin seemed to feel the scrutinizing gaze. He stood up and hugged Yan Yunhe's waist.

Yan Yunhe grabbed Yu Qin's hair, found the other person's lips, and kissed him fiercely, crushing all the movements that were about to be irrepressible in the kiss.

Yu Qin's hands reached his back and clasped his shoulders, pressing down hard.

It is always not easy to tame a fierce horse. You need to clamp the horse's body tightly with your legs, tighten your waist and abdomen, and feel the joy of the violent jolts.

It may hurt your thighs at first, but then you can gradually adapt to the rhythm and see scenery you have never seen before while riding.

With the sound of silk crackling, the light-colored gauze bed curtain fell, covering this small world.

The bed curtains undulated like ocean waves, swaying wave after wave, non-stop, extremely entangled.

Yan Yunhe lifted the quilt and took a deep breath. He was almost out of breath, and even some fluid dripped from the corners of his lips. This was caused by his inability to close his lips when he lost his composure just now.

The earth dragon in the Hou Mansion was too strong, which made him feel hot, and he was a little dizzy after all the mischief.

After finally breaking free, before he could take a few more breaths, he was kissed on the lips by Yu Qin who had found him, and was crushed again.

Song Wen, who was outside the door, was shivering and holding a hand stove, leaning on the porch and watching the snow start to fall again.

The adults may think that their movements are very soft, but in fact they can be heard clearly.

Why should he, a man who has not yet married, listen to this here? Song Wen hugged himself tightly with a sad heart.

I don't know how long it took, but someone inside called for water, and it wasn't an adult's voice.

Song Wen's buttocks were numb, and he had already asked someone to bring water to him.

After the servant brought the water in, he wisely withdrew. Song Wenwen wanted to stay, but saw Yu Qin walking over in neat clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that his hair was still a little wet, there would be some faint marks on his face, and it would be impossible to tell what he had just done.

Song Wen glanced subconsciously, but before he could see clearly, Yu Qin turned sideways, blocking his gaze.

"The wound medicine has been prepared here. Remember to use it, sir." Song Wen thoughtfully did not say who it was for.

If Yu Qin knew that the master asked him to stand by for the first time of cleaning, I don't know what kind of expression he would show.

Song Wen is sensible and considerate, but Master Yan has no self-awareness.

When Yu Qin returned to the inner room, Yan Yunhe was lying on the bed. Only his buttocks were covered by the quilt, and everything from the waist up was exposed. His sweaty long hair covered many traces. Fingerprints and kisses were vaguely visible, and his eyebrows showed a tired look.

Hearing the noise outside, Yan Yunhe propped up his body. As soon as he moved, his waist was affected, and he felt soreness.

"Why don't you let Song Wen in?" Yan Yunhe asked.

Yu Qin came over to help him, put the warm tea to his lips, asked him to moisten his throat, and then said: "Why did you ask him to come in."

Yan Yunhe was used to people, so naturally he didn't think there was anything wrong: " Song Wen is one of our own, so it doesn't matter if he finds out."

Yu Qin put the tea cup aside and said, "Do you want him to help you bathe?" Yan Yunhe said, "It would be more convenient if

someone helps you."

He raised his eyes and asked: "Will he still give you medicine?"

Yan Yunhe looked at him in surprise: "How is it possible? Of course we can't ask him to help with this kind of thing!"

Yu Qin then softened his expression: "I'll help you. "

What I couldn't accomplish in the Yu Mansion last time, I finally finished in the Yan Mansion after going round and round.

Yan Yunhe was uncomfortable at first, but later he got a taste of it. Especially when Yu Qin helped him apply the medicine, it was really convenient for him to tease the beauty.

A few words can make Yu Qin stunned, and because he had just done something intimate, he could not restrain him, so he could only endure Yan Yunhe's hands, feet, and verbal teasing.

It was finally tidied up, and the mattresses and curtains in the inner room had been cleaned.

Yan Yunhe leaned on the pillow, feeling heavy with sleepiness.

But he still held on to Yu Qin's hand, fearing that Yu Qin would run away as soon as he closed his eyes.

Yu Qin leaned against the bed and ran his fingertips along the tips of his hair: "Go to sleep."

Yan Yunhe's eyes were already closed tightly, but he still tried hard to say: "I know you were very sad after seeing A Yin tonight. , I dare not say that I can make you forget these things, but as long as it can make you feel more relaxed, it will be enough."

He felt Yu Qin's hand paused in his hair, and he didn't know how long it took before his breath fell. The side of his face.

Yan Yunhe held Yu Qin's hand tightly: "Don't go to His Majesty."

At least not now.

Yu Qin finally understood why Yan Yunhe kept him and even used this method.

He was afraid that he would be impulsive and that Emperor Cheng Jing would be dissatisfied with him.

"Huaiyang."

There was only a low voice, and along with his withdrawn thoughts, he fell into Yan Yunhe's dream.

...

In the deep palace, Emperor Cheng Jing opened his eyes, and Eunuch Yan leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

Emperor Cheng Jing stood up and said, "One or two of them are really impatient. Let's ask him to come in." With

the lights brightly lit, Emperor Cheng Jing sat on the chair and stared at the person kneeling in front of him with his eyes lowered. Before he could speak, he turned back. He said: "If it is about Yinniang, there is no need to speak."

Yu Qin's face was serious: "She is Bai Yin, my younger sister, not Yinniang, let alone the marriage officer of the Imperial City Department!"

Cheng Emperor Jing felt the sharp anger on Yu Qin, but he didn't show any emotion: "This is her own choice."

Yu Qin suddenly raised his head, and Emperor Cheng Jing said coldly: "Just like you."

As soon as these words came out, The room was filled with silence.

Emperor Cheng Jing slowly leaned back on the chair: "I saved her because of your grandfather's face, and it was also his last confession."

They all knew that the person in Emperor Cheng Jing's words was Prince Youyi.

"Even you, I gave you a choice at the beginning. If you want to avoid disaster, I will arrange for you to stay away from the capital and spend this life in peace. You don't want to." Emperor Cheng Jing said.

"Your Majesty should not allow A Yin to act like this." Yu Qin said repressedly.

Emperor Cheng Jing propped up the side of his face and played casually with the piccolo in his hand. It was a bird-calling instrument and was engraved with the word Yinniang.

"How can this be nonsense? She is just like you. Hatred will only make her life better. If she were still Bai Yin, I'm afraid she wouldn't survive today."

Holding the piccolo, Emperor Cheng Jing leaned forward: "You kill "Dali Temple, don't you know how Bai Yin died?"

"I thought you knew everything," Emperor Cheng Jing said slowly.

Killing people and killing people is nothing more than that.

Bai Yin was taken to the boat by the Dali Temple master and drank and had fun with a group of officials' children.

No one knows what exactly happened on the boat. They only know that the final result was that Bai Yin set fire to the boat and jumped into the river to commit suicide.

Emperor Cheng Jing: "If you regret it, I still said that, you can leave at any time. From now on, everyone and everything in the capital has nothing to do with you."

Yu Qin's face suddenly changed, and after a while he stood up stiffly, turned around and left go. Emperor Cheng

Jing did not care about his lack of etiquette, but waited for Eunuch Yan to come in before asking, "Is she awake?"

Eunuch Yan lowered his head and said, "After drinking the soothing soup, he has fallen asleep in the side hall."

He said quietly: "There is no need to take her with you during the winter hunting. Let her go back to Yunzhou."

Eunuch Yan paused slightly and looked at Emperor Cheng Jing hesitantly.

Emperor Cheng Jing frowned and said, "If you are not good at martial arts, carrying it will only get in the way."

Eunuch Yan responded softly.

Emperor Cheng Jing put the piccolo into Eunuch Yan's hand and stood up. It was almost time to go to court. Seeing that Eunuch Yan was still holding the piccolo, as if he didn't know what to do with it, he said: "Give it back to her."

Eunuch Yan: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Cheng Jing sneered: "Since ancient times, never There are only canaries, but have you ever seen an old bird who is willing to be kept in a cage? " Eunuch Yan looked at him helplessly: "If your Majesty wants it, what

's the difference between a canary and an old bird?"

Emperor Jing: "How can it be the same if I can save him with my own hands and take care of him with all my efforts."

Eunuch Yan looked at Emperor Cheng Jing's side face, and could vaguely see the shadow of Prince Youyi on his face.

He smiled nostalgically and lowered his head deeply: "Your Majesty is right."