The boys all owed their titles, their voices were thinner than the girls'.
Shan Chao was stunned. In such a daze, the boys came forward to surround him one after another, some squeezed their shoulders, some beat their legs, and some poured wine and held it forward.
These teenagers were originally the most indistinguishable age, and they were all covered in makeup. They were soft-spoken and delicate, and they were more feminine than those girls just now. When Shan Chao came back to his senses, he dodged immediately, but immediately after, an older boy took the drink and handed it to him, and said with a smile, "Is this your first time here, brother?"
Shan Chao raised his hand to block the wine glass, the boy didn't take it seriously, he still had the same high-pitched voice: "Once you're a stranger, and the second time you're an acquaintance, big brother will come here often in the future, so you'll know the beauty of it—" He blinked his eyes as he spoke. With a smile, the upper body moved forward again.
Shan Chao frowned and said, "Get out of the way!"
The boy rolled his eyes, put down the full glass of bone crisp, took a grape from the glass plate, peeled the skin with his slender hands, and handed it to Shan Chao affectionately: "Since the elder brother doesn't drink, then..."
Shan Chao finally couldn't bear it and got up abruptly: "I said, get out of the way!"
The teenagers froze.
Sizhu stopped suddenly, and the boys looked at each other with hesitation in their eyes.
Xie Yun still supported his forehead, and finally said leisurely: "—what's wrong?"
The young men did not know what kind of incense they had smoked. They were obviously the same as those women just now, but they smelled irritating. Those young, soft and muscular bodies are also completely different from women's. In addition, the snow-white neck and arms exposed under the bright clothes, which are lightly dressed, make people feel indescribable.
Shan Chao looked away hastily, and said, "The... smell on them is too suffocating."
The boy timidly said: "Should... If this big brother doesn't like it, we can go change the clothes and come back again?"
Shan Chao, like a beast that was suddenly stimulated, said sharply: "No more!"
There was a complete stalemate in the room, and after a long while Xie Yun finally laughed incomprehensibly, and said, "Let's go out."
Only then did the teenagers bow back somewhat aggrieved, and filed out as they had just entered, and gently closed the door.
The door was closed with a bang, and only the two of them were left in the private room again.
Shan Chao stared closely at the delicate texture of the edge of the pear wood table, remained silent, his body tensed like a rock.
If you look closely, the shoulders and arms covered by his black clothes show the tight lines of flesh and blood—there is a certain kind of heat hidden in the coldness, as if just one more spark can be unstoppable. burst out.
"The incense in the Xinxin Tower is the same," Xie Yun said leisurely, "there is no difference between a girl and a young lady."
"..."
"The alluring oiran is leaning on the side, you can be calm and stable, sitting in your arms without chaos; when a few boys swarm up, they are neither monsters nor monsters, nor are they scourges, and you throw away your armor?"
Shan Chao didn't say a word, Xie Yun raised his eyebrows to look at him, and slowly said ironically:
"Monk, you are in such a state of embarrassment now..."
He was right, Shan Chao also knew in his heart how embarrassed he was, and there was still a trace of unbelievable fear in the mess.
—Because he did feel something vaguely just now, some kind of attraction that makes people feel sick instinctively, but on the other hand, makes people keep thinking about it, and even wants to try it.
And that has nothing to do with Jin Xin's glamorous and smooth skin and Hua Kui's affectionate eyebrows, it emanates from a few boys who are indistinguishable between male and female.
On the table, Shan Chao's hands were tightly pressed against the edge, his muscles and bones protruding, and he closed his eyes after a while and said, "Stop talking."
There was a light rustling of the belt in front of him, Xie Yun got up and walked in front of him, squatted down, and stared at him condescendingly from a close distance: "Do you know how the former emperor's abolished prince died?"
When Shan Chao opened his eyes, he saw that Xie Yun's handsome face was only half a foot away from him. From this distance, he could even see the long and thick eyelashes on his eyes clearly.
Xie Yun's eyebrows are naturally like a lancet, regular and long, with the right shade. The shape of the eyes is very sharp, the tip of the eyelids is slightly raised, and they sweep to the sides long and long. If a woman has such a pair of eyes, she should be very charming when she smiles; but they are born on his face. An intimidating, ruthless charm.
Shan Chao looked into those eyes, and suddenly he was hit hard somewhere in his heart, causing unspeakable tingling and numbness.
But before he had time to distinguish what that feeling was, he just heard Xie Yun say coldly:
"After the death of Xinxin, Li Chengqian built a house to picture his image, set up a grave in the garden, sacrificed day and night, wept and complained; later, he was dissatisfied, and he joined forces with Zhao Jie, Du He, Hou Junji and others to rebel. After the defeat, he was exiled in Guizhou. In the winter of the next year, the first emperor sent Yin Kaiyang, the head of the secret sect at that time, secretly out of Beijing, and traveled thousands of miles to Guizhou, where he was strangled to death with a rope on the slope."
Xie Yun paused and asked, "Do you know why I am so clear?"
There seemed to be a voice in Shan Chao's heart urging him to lean back severely, but he couldn't move his body, he could only freeze in place, watching Xie Yun's lips opening and closing half a foot away.
It took him a long time to barely move his neck bone and shake his head.
Xie Yun said: "Because when Li Chengqian was strangled to death, I was by his side."
He finally straightened up and looked at Shan Chao with a slight sarcasm.
"Even if you are as honorable as the prince of the dynasty, if you are favored by Long Yang, you can only end up in the wilderness. If you think you are more dead than the prince, go ahead and try it—just go back if you want to try." Mobei, don't be in Chang'an, you will be ashamed and killed, and eventually you will implicate our imperial army."
"..." Shan Chao was silent for a long time, and then said shyly, "I'm not as good as... Longyang."
Xie Yun sneered and said, "Remember what you said today."
He turned around and strode out of the private room, until the figure disappeared in the corridor of heavy veils, Shan Chao suddenly let out a breath, and the tense muscles of his whole body relaxed instantly.
At this time, he realized that his back was wet and cold, and he was already sweating through his heavy clothes.
It was already past midnight when we left the Xinxin Tower and returned to our residence. Even Changping Street, where singing and dancing is flourishing, there were no pedestrians. There were only brothels and red lanterns. Gentle and melodious sounds came from the high and low window lattices on both sides of the road. Slightly drunk with cold soup and remnants of wine in the wind in the middle of the night.
Shan Chao sat in the carriage and saw Xie Yun closed his eyes and dozed off, seemingly unresponsive to everything around him.
He sat very upright, his hands naturally fell on his lap, and the cuffs of the wide brocade robe hung down to his sides like flowing water. The texture of the brocade robe is fine and fine, probably because of this, it smells particularly good. Even if the carriage is lit with a light soothing incense, it can't hide the more intense and sweet fragrance emanating from the sleeves and hem.
Shan Chao knew what it was like—after Xie Yun left the private room, he went to the oiran's embroidery room.
It turned out that the master of the teaching workshop saw that they didn't keep anyone to serve them, so he came to apologize in fear and fear, and asked if it was because the young lady and the waiter were not attentive. If the oiran was kicked out in the middle of meeting guests, it would be a very disgraceful thing for a top-level romantic venue like the Xinxin Building where high-ranking officials and wealthy families gather. Not to give Xinlou any face, he went to listen to the Oiran girl playing Zhihan Palace Qiuyue alone, and then asked someone to prepare the car and leave.
As for whether he only listened to one song during that period of time, or did some other secret things, no one knows—although it is unlikely from the perspective of the length of time, Xie Yun's reward this time is unusual Fenghou, even so thick that the oiran swept away the frustration of being expelled halfway, and sent them out of the gate with a radiant and shy face.
Shan Chao held his breath, but the sweet fragrance emanating from the man's robe seeped into his blood from every pore of his body, like a spirit snake sweeping its tail, penetrating through every hole, lingering on his most sensitive and delicate nerves swing.
Is it the same smell on the clothes of the boys
If you get closer and smell it carefully, will there be a slight difference
Would he even be able to tell the smell of Xie Yun's own skin
Shan Chao was impatient and moved his thigh uneasily. He felt that the blood in his whole body was slightly hot, flowing and impacting in his limbs and bones. Although he tried his best not to think about it intellectually, it still roared down the blood vessels uncontrollably, and gathered in an even more indescribable place.
The shame and guilt arising in the subconscious, intertwined with impulse, are enough to make an innocent and extremely powerful young man unable to extricate himself.
He forced himself to recall Jin Xin's skin glowing softly under the moonlight, and the fragrant black hair of the oiran in the church; however, all the beautiful images were in a trance, and gradually turned into an embroidered bed and curtain in the building, and the clothes faded under the candlelight silhouette of a man in a robe.
The back is as smooth and clean as jade, and the lines protrude from the shoulder blades and converge all the way, and the deeply concave curve of the lower back is hidden in the deeper and ambiguous shadows.
Zhilan Yushu, picturesque beauty.
That is Xie Yun.
Shan Chao's hands were clenched into fists under his clothes, his nails pierced deeply into his palms, and it took a long time for a trace of blood to ooze out, disappearing into the darkness along his fingers.
That night when the carriage entered the mansion, Xie Yun didn't wait for anyone to come and greet him. He got out of the carriage first, and suddenly turned his head to cast a scrutiny glance at Shan Chao.
Shan Chao knew that the cover of the night and his robe would not allow any abnormality of himself to be discovered, he stopped his steps steadily, and looked like a dark stone statue with sharp edges and corners in Xie Yun's eyes.
"Start packing up tomorrow morning, let Jin Xin help you prepare the bags for winter." Xie Yun finally said, "Three days later, Sheng Jia will set off on an east tour, and I will lead the six hundred imperial guards in the Beiya, and you will be among them. "
Shan Chao asked, "What capacity am I accompanying?"
His voice was extremely calm, except for a slight hoarseness, he could not hear any emotional ups and downs.
Xie Yun finally put away the trace of unfounded suspicion just now.
"Deputy." He said flatly, "Although you are thick and stupid, and you are not easy to order... But you can't be ordered around by others."
Shan Chao answered yes, seemed to be accustomed to Xie Yun's nature of meanness, stood calmly under his critical and contemplative eyes, and suddenly asked with a hint of teasing: "Master still not going to bed? If you are tired, let's take a rest."
Xie Yun twitched the corner of his mouth and walked away: "Who is your master?"
"Master!" Shan Chao said suddenly.
Xie Yun paused for a while, only to hear Shan Chao say: "I am grateful to Miss Jinxin for favoring me tonight, but I was rude to her. I feel very sorry. I just listened to Master's teachings in the Xinxin Building, and I gradually understood... I don't know from Taishan When I come back, can I serve you tea and apologize to Miss Jinxin?"
This is very euphemistic, but it actually means "Can I ask Jin Xin to serve me again after I come back from Mount Tai".
Xie Yun didn't agree immediately, but his back shoulders relaxed for a moment, as if he let out a long and thorough breath.
Shan Chao could see it clearly in the night, it meant that something he had been suspenseful for a long time had finally landed, and the whole person was relaxed.
"Wouldn't it be better to be so knowledgeable and interesting earlier," Xie Yun continued to walk forward, mockingly: "I have to teach a girl to sleep, it's a waste of my night's work."
When Shan Chao fell asleep again, it was the end of the night, the darkest hour before dawn. After the lights were turned off, the curtains on the bed were opaque, and the surroundings were completely silent. He closed his eyes, and heard the sound of night watchmen walking through the long corridor, their footsteps gradually disappearing in the inner courtyard.
That is the direction where the master of the house sleeps.
... Xie Yun fell asleep now, right
In the dark, Shan Chao's breathing was slightly rapid, and the heat gradually rising deep in his body scalded the bed. He tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts and let himself fall asleep, but as soon as his consciousness dimmed, many debauched and charming scenes came one after another.
After a while, the snow-white delicate body under the moonlight approached him, and asked with a smile: "Chang'an is charming inside, and the pink is like a cloud, why don't you just follow the crowd?"
For a while, there are slender fingers with grapes and wine, and the fluttering of silk and bamboo in the ears, and the girls are laughing and talking, and they are panting everywhere.
Shan Chao pulled away abruptly and left, but when he turned around, he saw several beautiful young men approaching, all of them with pink faces and vermilion lips, shyly and timidly calling Big Brother, and rubbing the warm and fragrant nephrite body into his arms.
Scenes of grotesque scenes drifted past from the depths of his consciousness like a horse watching flowers, dragging him into a hot and blurred vortex.
Shan Chao only felt that there was an impulse deep in his body that was so painful that he rushed left and right, but he couldn't find a place to vent it. He barely endured it until he was agitated, and suddenly the scene in front of him changed, and he saw himself sitting by the side of the hot spring water pavilion, and someone was lying prone on the fox fur without any defense.
The man's clothes were loose and half-faded, and a large area of skin was bare on the shoulders and back. The skin showed a lazy and warm luster just after bathing, which was within his reach.
Shan Chao stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and his robe fell off in response.
Everything that followed was so logical, the confinement, struggle, collision and groaning, because of the transgressive and extremely tyrannical pleasure steamed up, burning the last sliver of reason into ashes, just like a beast that has been trapped for a long time finally released its prey Under the sharp claws, he devoured every mouthful, dripping with joy.
He stared closely at the man's flushed cheeks soaked with tears, and finally let out a voice in a daze: "Master..."
"Master..."
Shan Chao opened his eyes suddenly, turned over and sat up.
Shan Chao was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his body was tense like a beast in the dark, and his appearance even looked a little ferocious.
It took him a while to exhale heavily, and wearily stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.