The umbrella fell to their feet, splashing a string of water drops. Without the cover, the wind and rain outside the corridor seemed to be stronger, rolling up the hems of their robes and intertwining in the air.

Yan Yunhe grabbed Yu Qin's collar and pressed him against a column. He approached him and stopped at an ambiguous and dangerous distance: "Zhao Yi provoked you, why are you angry at me?"

Yu Qin's eyes were filled with cold anger: "Let go."

"Didn't you say that I also have the same thoughts for you? It's rare to be close to you, why should I let go?" Yan Yunhe said mockingly.

Not only did he grab the collar, he also moved up the collar, ran his fingertips over his neck, wiped away the water marks that he had looked at for a long time, and went all the way up to hold Yu Qin's cheek.

Yan Yunhe said: "Master Yu, since you have sought the blessing of the Queen Mother, you can't stop the crowd. Why are you so angry? It's ridiculous."

After hearing this, the cold look on Yu Qin's face gradually faded, and he actually A smile emerged.

Yan Yunhe suddenly let go, stepped back with his right foot, and bent back, relying on his absolute waist strength to avoid the palm that broke through the rain and went straight to his throat.

If you are hit by the palm that contains internal energy, you will remain mute for a period of time even if you don't die.

Yu Qin's temper became worse than ten years ago.

Yan Yunhe grabbed Yu Qin's wrist, and while using his strength to move back, he bent his knees and attacked Yu Qin's waist.

The two immediately started fighting in the corridor. This time, there was no fire blunderbuss or golden sword. They were fighting each other with each move, punching to the flesh. The competition was about body skills and internal strength.

The internal boxing learned by Yu Qin uses softness to overcome hardness. Yanyun He is the exact opposite of him, with a fierce fighting style.

Yan Yunhe clenched his hand into a fist and struck at Yu Qin's face. The opponent ducked sideways and his fist hit the wall, leaving clear cracks.

Yu Qin looked at the cracked wall, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

At the same time as Yan Yunhe swept his leg with a whip, he grabbed the man's ankle, and at the same time, the cold internal force penetrated the ankle bone in the palm of his hand. The internal force turned into a sharp point and pierced the tendons.

Yan Yunhe's face changed slightly in pain, and he pulled away suddenly. In an instant, Yu Qin raised his arms to resist Yan Yunhe's attack with another punch. This time, the force was different from before, and Yu Qin was beaten back a few steps. Under the severe pain, the muscles of the blocking arms continued to tremble.

"Master Yu, if you want to take action, you can go to the school grounds. Acting like this in the palace will only be true." Yan Yun said with a smile.

Yu Qin looked at the wall that Yan Yunhe had destroyed: "So Master Yan also considers the occasion?"

"I speak freely, but I am far less ruthless than you." Yan Yunhe touched his neck as if in fear, hinting Who made the move first?

Yu Qin seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "If it weren't for me, sooner or later you would be in trouble."

Thanks to Yu Qin's three consecutive smiles tonight, Yan Yunhe couldn't appreciate the beauty showing off her face at all.

When Yu Qin smiled, he felt terrified. He felt that he was either mocking him or killing him. In short, it was scary.

"Your Majesty just ordered you and I to go to Yunzhou to quell the chaos. Let's get along well in the days to come." When he mentioned the words "get along well," Yan Yunhe also emphasized his tone.

Obviously, he himself didn't believe that he could get along well with Yu Qin.

The little eunuch who had been hiding nearby for a long time saw that they were no longer fighting, and finally plucked up the courage to come forward and told Yu Qin that the Queen Mother would send him over.

Hearing this, Yan Yunhe snorted almost uncontrollably. He looked at Yu Qin provocatively and made a sign of please.

Yu Qin didn't even look at him, turned around and left with the young eunuch.

The rain continued, and Yan Yunhe was the only one left in the corridor. He stood for a long time before bending down to pick up the umbrella that had been abandoned in the corner and had cracks in it, and stepped into the rain.

The speed changed from slow to fast, and gradually the footsteps became chaotic, as if fleeing.

When Song Wen heard the message from his servant, he felt strange. He hurriedly stood up and asked his servants to go to the kitchen to get a bowl of ginger soup, while muttering: "That's not right. When you come out of the palace, there must be a servant to see you off. How could it be so wet?"

When he saw Yan Yunhe's appearance, He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Sir! Did you jump into the moat and swim back to your house?"

Yan Yunhe threw the towel to wipe his hair and hit Song Wen in the face: "Shut up if you can't speak. !"

After saying that, Yan Yunhe's face became even worse: "Prepare water! I want to take a bath!"

Yan Yunhe didn't like having anyone around to take a bath. Song Wen would change clothes, soap and ginger. When the soup was brought in, he was leaning against the tub, his arms spread out on the tub, his back muscles showing clear texture, and his wet hair hanging on them.

"It's so cold, and if you come back so wet, you might get a cold." Song Wen put something in his hand, and then he noticed the back of Yan Yunhe's skinned and bloodshot hands.

"Why is your hand injured? You didn't go to the camp..." Song Wen exclaimed: "You attacked someone in the palace!"

However, he didn't wait for Yan Yunhe's answer for a long time, and the other party quietly soaked in the bathtub. Inside, the silence was unbearable.

Song Wen had no choice but to say: "You have to apply medicine and bandage."

Yan Yunhe waved his hand: "No, it will help you remember if it hurts a lot. Go down."

Seeing that he was full of worries, Song Wen had to retreat.

As soon as the door to the room was closed, Yan Yunhe took some water with both hands and washed his face. The wound on his hand stung from the hot water. He looked at the distorted reflection in the water and slowly closed his eyes: "Asshole."

But this time, he didn't know who was being scolded.

In Cining Palace.

Empress Dowager Jiang, who was nearly forty years old, was leaning on the couch, while the little palace maid knelt and kneaded the soles of her feet.

Zhu Cui pressed down on her black temple hair, and her eyebrows still showed a bit of the stunning beauty that once dominated the harem. Her well-maintained skin did not look old. Even walking together with Emperor Cheng Jing, they looked more like siblings than mother and son.

But the tiredness in her eyes revealed her age and the traces of her years of immersion in the palace.

She closed her eyes and said slowly: "How long have you been kneeling?"

Aunt Zhang, the personal palace maid, whispered: "It's been two hours." Empress Dowager

Jiang hummed: "Take him to change clothes and then come in."

Not much At that time, Yu Qin, who had changed into moon-white clothes, was led to the Queen Mother by Aunt Zhang, and he knelt down.

The blue armor inlaid with jewels hooked his chin. Yu Qin followed the force and raised his face, his eyelashes still lowered respectfully.

Empress Dowager Jiang asked: "Did you get into a fight with that boy from the Yan family?"

Yu Qin's expression remained unchanged, and there was not even much fear: "Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Empress Dowager Jiang laughed: "When did you really realize your mistake? It was just Just to deal with the Ai family."

"Forget it, the Ai family has secured an opportunity for you during Yunzhou's suppression of bandits, so you and Yan Yun He will go on a mission to Yunzhou."

Yu Qin bowed his head.

The woman's hand slid across his cheek, leaving behind a fragrant aroma and a delicate touch that was different from the heat in the rain.

One side is cold, the other is rough.

After saying that, the Queen Mother raised her eyes to signal, and the maid in the room quietly stood up and retreated.

Yu Qin stood up and walked to the table, where a guqin was already placed. He looked at the Queen Mother and plucked the strings casually.

When he and the Queen Mother were alone together, he seldom spoke, and the Queen Mother did not need him to speak.

Because his voice is not similar, but his face is seventy percent more similar. The Queen Mother was very disgusted with the remaining three points.

As the piano played leisurely, Empress Dowager Jiang closed her eyes and said, "The Ai family has heard that you and Yanyun are classmates."

Yu Qin responded in a low voice, and the Empress Dowager asked again: "How is the relationship?"

"Extremely bad." Yu Qin was concise and clear. road.

The Queen Mother slowly opened her eyes: "That's the case, if the Ai family asks you to kill him..."

Before she could finish her words, the strings of the piano suddenly broke and made a harsh sound.

Yu Qin looked at the broken guqin. The sound of blood hitting the ancient wood was very soft, and it was not clear in the trembling reverberation.

The Queen Mother looked at him inquiringly and laughed softly: "Han Chu is reluctant to leave?"

"When and where." He asked without any emotion.

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Yan Yunhe, named Huaiyang. Yu Qin, whose courtesy name is Hanchu. Taken from "The Poppy·We Were Faced in the Huaiyang Hall" by Xiang Zichen, a poet of the Song Dynasty. We were face to face in the Huaiyang Hall, and the clear cold began to overflow and the dusk clouds gathered.