"Others dare to step on the upper of my shoes," Xue Yuan suppressed, his voice stretched into a bow, "I have to abolish one of his legs."
While Xue Yuan was sweating profusely, he suddenly realized the benefits of Chu Wei.
Don't kill this man now, let him come out for a few more days.
But for a moment, he couldn't think of anything else.
Xue Yuan's breathing was heavy, and Gu Yuanbai's face was close at hand. He was about to bury his head and approach Gu Yuanbai, but Sheng Shang turned his face away, pinched his chin, and said softly, "Did I let you touch me?"
He raised his eyebrows in a seductive and ruthless arc, "You can't touch me with a single strand of hair without my permission."
The fingers of the saint did not have the strength to restrain Xue Yuan.
Xue Yuan took a deep breath, and as long as he lowered his head again, he could kiss Gu Yuanbai's mocking lips. His hands clenched forcefully against the wall of the car, and his fingernails made a harsh sound.
Gu Yuanbai was trapped in his arms.
As long as you press it down, you can taste his lips, taste all over his neck and jade ears.
Press his hands, press his feet.
make him cry.
Crying and shouting "Xue Jiuyao".
The animal desire in Xue Yuan's heart was about to be driven crazy. He told himself over and over that Gu Yuanbai was weak and weak... After all, he was tamed, obeyed the orders of the sage, and knelt back to the same place panting heavily.
His thighs were stretched, and he honestly put his hands behind his back, enduring the blue veins bursting, the blood was full, even if he was hideous, he couldn't move.
The sage said it was punishment, which meant that the sage could tease Xue Yuan, but Xue Yuan could not touch him even if he died.
This means of punishment can kill people.
In the drowsy carriage, there were only occasional flashes of light in the gaps. The dust in the air was like fluttering golden sand grains under the light, and occasionally slipped over the fingertips of the saint, and then slipped over the robe.
Gu Yuanbai's foot stepped on Xue Yuan's thigh, he lifted up the hem of his clothes, and the jingle of beautiful jade collided with the sound, but the white socks were really annoying, Xue Yuan said hoarsely: "Sir, sir. Take off your white socks?"
The saint did not speak, the face in the shadow could not see the expression clearly, only one chin was clear, thin and pretty.
Xue Yuan dared to reach out, and tentatively tried to reach the top of the white socks. When his hand was about to touch, Gu Yuanbai said coldly, "Don't touch it."
Xue Yuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, he was like a trapped beast, lowly, "Fuck."
Gu Yuanbai opened a book. In the dark, he couldn't read the contents of the book. He just flipped through it casually. When he was happy, he turned it faster. The foot that stepped on Xue Yuan's thigh followed the speed of turning the book, gently forward, and then stepped back stingly.
If there is or not, pass by.
Xue Yuan's back bent up, and beads of perspiration dripped on Gu Yuanbai's raised calf, "Your Majesty, I have never seen a girl before, and Madam Xue has never told me anything about marriage."
Gu Yuanbai raised his eyelids, raised his toes, and landed on Xue Yuan's sturdy waist and abdomen, "You said," he pressed down, the soles of his feet were hot, "If someone else touches this thing, will it be so energetic? "
"No," Xue Yuan's voice was frightening, "except for the saint, no one can touch him."
Gu Yuanbai turned a few pages of the book, Xue Yuan's breath was heavy, and he groaned.
"I'm afraid others don't need to touch it," the saint said in a cold tone, "it just stood up on its own."
"The minister promises," Xue Yuan was so embarrassed that his facial features were distorted, "If there is such a day, the sage will cut off the minister."
The carriage jerked abruptly, and the toes slammed forward. Xue Yuan raised his head, pitifully red-eyed, "Sir, Master Bai."
A well-known and well-known young general, a major general who was fearful in the northern Xinjiang, was forced into such a mess of discarding his armor and losing his helmet.
His sweat had soaked through his clothes, turning it into two shades of color. Gu Yuanbai leaned against the wall of the car, and every time he shook, the Liuzhu in front of him would make a crisp sound.
He was in the darkness, his eyes fixed on Xue Yuan.
How amazing, Xue Yuan's eyes are full of him, crazy for him, he has become like this. Gu Yuanbai's heart was filled with satisfaction and comfort, as if Xue Yuan's obsession with him made him feel happy too.
This kind of satisfaction is completely different from the feeling that power brings to him. But the same destination, which also made him tremble, made his toes tense and his scalp tingled.
Of course, he was the only one who could make Xue Yuan become like this.
"Xue Jiuyao," Sheng Shang said, "remember what you said."
Xue Yuan replied yes from his throat.
The corners of Gu Yuanbai's mouth twitched, and he finally opened his mouth, holding his head casually, his fingertips shining white, "Touch it."
If the chain of beasts is opened, if the hungry traveler meets Ganlu, Xue Yuan shows his fierce teeth and suddenly pounces on the saint.
The carriage moved a few times, and the horse was disturbed for a moment, and then comforted by the driver.
*
Xue Yuan jumped out of the carriage, the autumn wind blew through his soaked clothes, and the coldness hit him instantly.
His jaw tightened, and his eyes were full of insatiable anger. The head guard looked at the sweaty clothes behind his chest and hesitated for a moment, "Master Xue, you..."
Xue Yuan turned his head and glanced at him, the red face and bloodshot eyes startled the captain of the guards, "Master Xue, what's wrong with you?"
What else could be.
Why is this road so short
The yin evil on Xue Yuan's face became stronger, and there was a movement behind him, and the sage wanted to get off the carriage.
Xue Yuan suddenly forgot the captain of the bodyguard, and quickly walked to the carriage and held out his hand.
Gu Yuanbai's clothes are neat and his hair is meticulous. He lowered his head and glanced at Xue Yuan, the brows at the corners of his eyes were slightly red, Bai Yu's fingers were attached, and he got off the carriage step by step.
Tian Fusheng followed behind Sheng Shang and said with all his heart, "Sacred Lord, the imperial doctor of Tai Hospital and Master Kong Xing have been waiting outside the hall. Today's acupuncture must be diagnosed and treated at noon."
"I've been paying attention to the time," Sheng Shang's voice was slightly hoarse, Gu Yuanbai coughed a few times, and when he spoke again, he was back to his original state, "No hurry, I'll take a shower first."
Tian Fusheng looked up at the sky, "I'm going to prepare now."
Gu Yuanbai responded lazily, with exhaustion in his bones. Suddenly I remembered, "Tomorrow, Chu Qing will send a picture scroll. You go to someone who knows the real work of Li Qingyun and see if the one in his hand is the real work."
Tian Fusheng responded one by one.
*
When Chu Wei returned to the mansion, he locked himself in the study, studying ink and painting.
Seven years of travel may have made him cynical, but it has also taught him a lot. For him, imitating the brushstrokes of a famous painter of the previous dynasty is just a moment of pondering.
Chu Wei dropped the pen.
Ink and wash are formed on rice paper. Li Qingyun likes bold splashes in his paintings. He likes cinnabar, red dan, rouge, stone green and azurite. . The half of the genuine work that the Minister of the Ministry of Housing gave to the saint is Li Qingyun's masterpiece "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains".
Coincidentally, when Chu Wei was traveling, he saw the second half of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" from a great scholar who lived in seclusion in the mountains. Also as clear as before.
Of course he didn't have the original work of Li Qingyun, but this was just an excuse to face the saint, and he didn't need the original work.
The night fell, and the lights were lit.
A pair of "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" that can be faked as real was slowly born under Chu Wei's pen.
Chu Wei put down the pen, looked at the brushstrokes that were not dry on the painting, lightly hooked his lips, extinguished the candlelight, and walked out of the study to rest.
*
The diagnosis and treatment of the Holy One would take up nearly half of the day.
The imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital had slightly wet temples. He put away the long needles one by one, and Tian Fusheng carefully fed Gu Yuanbai the medicine.
Gu Yuanbai was completely weak, his face was pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
After emptiness finished taking the Sage's pulse, he whispered to the imperial physicians, and after a while, they told the truth about the Sage's body today.
These words are really profound, Gu Yuanbai frowned, and he didn't want to be fooled by what he didn't understand, so he asked each one carefully.
His health is not good, and today's acupuncture and medicine are mainly to remove the cold in his body. After the cold was removed, he began to support his weak body.
Gu Yuanbai was relieved, and said with a smile: "When I get better, everyone in the Taiyuan Hospital and Master Kong Xing will be the first-class credit."
Several people refused to dare, and were led out of the palace by Tian Fusheng with a smile.
Xue Yuan hurriedly followed him out, patted the head of the bodyguard on the shoulder and said, "Master Zhang, people have three urgency."
A quarter of an hour later, Gu Yuanbai recovered some strength from the diagnosis and treatment, he stretched out his hand, and the little eunuch rushed up to help him. Gu Yuanbai got up with his clothes on, walked to the table and sat down.
Today's government affairs have not yet been dealt with, Gu Yuanbai diligently started today's work, sighed several times in his heart, if the future diagnosis and treatment will take an afternoon, then some of these government affairs will be distributed.
Reviewing government affairs by candlelight is not good for the eyes after all.
After Gu Yuanbai's two memorials were reviewed, Tian Fusheng and Xue Yuan walked back one after another. Tian Fusheng looked strange, and walked behind the saint in silence.
Gu Yuanbai said instead: "Xue Qing, your father is here, and he can return to the capital in two days."
Xue Yuan was neither surprised nor happy, "I know."
"You stayed at home for a few days and accompany General Xue well," Gu Yuanbai smiled, "If General Xue saw you serving in front of the hall, I'm afraid I would complain that I held you in front of me, You are wronged."
"No grievance," Xue Yuan said with sincerity, "My father will only be grateful for the kindness of the sage who values his ministers."
As long as he entered the palace, Xue Yuan would never give Gu Yuanbai a chance to drive himself out of the palace again.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see Gu Yuanbai's days, but seeing how Chu Wei is now, he knew how difficult it was.
Xue Yuan thought gloatingly that he would never allow this to happen again.