Yan Qing: "You can't even touch the corner of the clothes of the person I like. Also, shut up, I have someone at home now, I am very clean."
"Yes, yes, it was my subordinate who offended me." Upon hearing these words, the Lord of Fushui City burst into tears of joy. He wiped his tears with the back of his hand and almost hugged his son and cried bitterly.
Yan Qing felt that it was embarrassing for an old man and a young man to stay here, so he waved his hand and told Lu Xiaopang to go away first, and Lu Meng to stay.
"Tell me what's going on in Meicheng."
Lu Meng took Yan Qing to the inner hall and told him everything he knew.
"Reporting to the young city master, Meicheng was only founded in recent decades. Because of its emergence, the Demon Realm is now divided into two factions, one of which is loyal to Meicheng, and the other is determined to never obey."
He immediately began to pretend to be loyal: "Young City Lord, I don't want to surrender, but our Fushui City is in a bad location. It would be easy for Meicheng to attack us. We are not like some cities that have trenches, natural moats, swamps and cold lands to restrict foreign enemies and stay safe."
Lu Meng raised his hands and said with tears in his eyes.
"Young City Lord, although I pretend to join the Mei family, my heart is always with Shifang City! You must trust your subordinates!"
Yan Qing nodded.
You are indeed loyal to Shifang City. You would not have felt happy if Shifang City did not fight back then.
When Huaiming Zi was in seclusion, he used sweet words to instigate him to usurp the throne; when he was in seclusion again, he was worried and asked Huaiming Zi to get rid of him.
They are worthy of being the "loyal and righteous" city lords of the Demon Realm.
Yan Qing smiled, showing his appreciation, and then asked, "Since you have surrendered to Meicheng, why didn't you go to the upper heaven?"
When Lu Meng mentioned this, his face changed and he sighed, "I have a son. If I go to the upper heaven, Xiao Pang will definitely be bullied."
What happened at the Red Lotus Pavilion that year caused the old father to suffer from paranoia and feel that everyone was eyeing his son.
"… Your worry is totally unreasonable." Yan Qing finished complaining, and then asked, "Can you tell the direction of each light?"
Lu Meng shook his head: "No, I can't sense it until Liang is in Fushui City."
Yan Qing nodded: "No need to rest, just take me to Meicheng now." He wanted to see Xie Shiyi as soon as possible.
Lu Meng: "Ah? Young City Lord, this?..."
Yan Qing said: "If you are worried that your son will be touched by a beast, you can bring him along."
Yan Qing just mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect that Lu Meng would actually bring Lu Xiaopang with him. Yan Qing was holding his head in frustration, and when he looked over there, Lu Xiaopang's face turned pale and his legs were shaking.
In order to avoid being noticed by him, Lu Xiaopang specially learned the style of the people in Shifang City in those days, wearing layers of rouge and powder, and the red and green were very festive. It was quite like when Yan Qing went out, and the streets were full of men, women, young and old with heavy makeup, "colorful clothes to entertain parents".
Yan Qing thought it was too spicy for his eyes and didn't look at it any further, and just sat on the black-winged bird.
Winged birds are a common means of transportation in the Demon Realm. They have very large wings that can fan the clouds and move the wind, traveling thousands of miles in an instant.
Yan Qing didn't stay in Fushui City for long. He knew the terrain and every city in the Demon Realm like the back of his hand. In his territory, he was not very afraid of the Qin family. In addition, Yan Qing's soul thread was the biggest threat to the Lord of Baicheng.
After all, half of these one hundred city lords are demons.
Yan Qing and Xie Shiyi met again in Jincheng. The scene of their meeting was quite interesting. He rode on a winged bird and landed in front of the gate of Jincheng, which was known for its "debauchery", while Xie Shiyi walked out while wiping the blood off his sword.
Lu Meng thought the person in front of him looked familiar, but he was too old and his eyes were blurry to remember who it was. Lu Meng saw that Xie Shiyi was coming with bad intentions and wanted to kill people, so he quickly protected Yan Qing.
"Who are you? How dare you act so presumptuously in front of the Young City Lord! Stop!"
Yan Qing felt that he was blocking her view, so she grabbed his collar and threw him aside, then jumped off the Winged Bird in a leisurely manner.
"Go away."
Lu Meng was complaining in the back, loyally saying, "Oh, Young City Lord, be careful, this guy is coming aggressively, and looks very dangerous, Young City Lord, don't go over there!"
Yan Qing ran towards Xie Shiyi, the red silk on his wrist and the black hair flying, like the only colors in the dark world.
When Xie Shiyi saw him coming, he stopped and put away the sharp and cold sword of no regrets.
Yan Qing rushed over, hugged his waist, and raised the corners of his lips: "Madam, I'm late."
Xie Shiyi's dark and cold eyes were tinged with a hint of smile, and he said calmly: "Well, it's a little late. Is there any punishment?"
Yan Qing said, "Let's talk about it later."
Lu Meng was lying on the winged bird, and the people behind him were stunned. When he heard Yan Qing's "Madam", his expression was no less than thunder and lightning. Next to him, another face appeared, and it was Lu Xiaopang with red and green on it.
Fatty Lu grabbed the hair on the bird's neck and was equally shocked: "This person is the wife of the young city lord?!"
Lu Meng's face turned gray: "Yes."
Fat Lu was so excited that he pulled the bird's feathers off: "Damn! Dad, I think the young city lord and the young lady have a very good relationship. The young city lord might really stay pure for his lady." Fat Lu was really moved this time, tears streaming down his face: "What kind of love is this? This is too touching. Dad, I will protect their love forever!"
Lu Meng thought, isn't it? With the Young City Lord's wife, Yan Qing will never harm others again? He said angrily: "Yes, I am happy that the Young City Lord has a home."
If Shifang City still existed, protecting the young city lord's "love that shocked the world and made the gods and ghosts weep" should be what every resident wanted to do from the bottom of their hearts. For the love of the young city lord, they would go through fire and water without hesitation.
During the past 100 years in Demon Realm, Yan Qing had no close subordinates around him, because he knew that the word "loyalty" was a joke in Demon Realm. So he ignored the Lu family father and son's thoughts and just told Xie Shiyi about his plan.
"Yaoyao, we can't follow the route given by Meicheng, as it will easily alert the enemy."
"I want to take another route to Meicheng."
The Demon Realm is not a place with strict order. Each city in the Demon Realm is a king, and it is not like the Upper Heaven where any incident is reported quickly and layer by layer. People in the Demon Realm have done many things to deliberately conceal, cover up, and delay time. Perhaps only when resisting the attack of the Upper Heaven will everyone in the Demon Realm work together.
"Maybe we have to go through the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons again this time."
In Yuancheng, east of the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, Yan Qing met the Seventh Eunuch again.
The Seventh Eunuch met him together with the Lord of Yuan City.
The first thing these two did when they came on stage was a performance of a loyal servant crying heart-wrenchingly, wishing he could take out his heart to express his admiration and longing, which made Xie Shiyi laugh out loud.
"… "
When Yan Qing was alone, he treated them like monkeys. Now that Xie Shiyi was present, he felt more or less ashamed and told them to get out.
Before leaving, the Seventh Eunuch was eager to take credit, saying that he had translated a book during his absence. He said this in front of Xie Shiyi and handed the book to Xie Shiyi. He winked and said attentively, "Madam. The Young City Lord has studied bed skills for so long, and his love for you is evident - but it can't be the Young City Lord alone who has to work hard, so please bear with me."
Yan Qing: “…”
Xie Shiyi reached out and took the erotic picture book, and said calmly, "Okay?"
Sooner or later, Yan Qing will strangle that idiot Seventh Eunuch to death.
The Lord of Yuancheng wanted to help deal with Meicheng's spies in front of the Wangui Cave first, so they stayed in Yuancheng for one night.
The candlelight dimly illuminated the White Bone Hall. In the bedroom, Yan Qing snatched the book away and said, "You are not allowed to read it!"
Xie Shiyi smiled or half-smiled as he said, "You are only allowed to see but not me? Young City Lord, you are too overbearing."
Yan Qing was furious and said, "Don't listen to the nonsense that old eunuch said. My reputation in the Demon Realm for a hundred years was ruined by him. He is framing me again!"
Xie Shiyi: "Well, your reputation in the Demon Realm is indeed quite bad."
Yan Qing was stunned, and suddenly remembered that Xie Shiyi had escaped from the bloody sword tip of Jincheng. His expression immediately changed, and he asked cautiously: "What did you hear in Jincheng?"
Xie Shiyi: "I heard some rumors about you."
Yan Qing: “…”
Xie Shiyi smiled and said jokingly, "No wonder you accused me of not being close to the people in the upper heaven."
He leaned down, and gently touched Yan Qing's face with his slender, slightly cool fingers, and said, "It turns out that all the men, women, old and young in Shifang City were terrified back then, fearing that they would be brought into the Red Lotus Pavilion by a 'people-friendly' young city lord like you."
Yan Qing's scalp tingled at his gaze.
Xie Shiyi lowered his gaze to the book in his hand and said, "Why, a hundred years of sharing happiness with the people is not enough for you to study?"
Yan Qing said: "Listen to my explanation!"
Xie Shiyi was very rational: "Well, explain it."
Yan Qing: “…” If he really had to explain, Yan Qing couldn’t come up with anything. He allowed the Seventh Eunuch to ruin his reputation, one reason was because he was too lazy to bother with him, and another reason was because he thought it would be better to let those people be afraid of him instead of letting them get entangled with him.
Yan Qing thought to himself what bad luck.
Xie Shiyi looked at his expression, suppressed his laughter and said, "Young City Lord, you've read so many books, why don't you give it a try?"
Yan Qing was still racking his brains to figure out how to pass the blame, but he didn't expect Xie Shiyi to change the subject and even take the initiative to invite him.
He was stunned by the good news. He blinked and tried to suppress his joy, saying, "Try it? Now?"
Xie Shiyi's hand dropped down to Yan Qing's collar, he lowered his eyes, smiled and said, "Well, I said I would practice with you."
Yan Qing suddenly blushed like a young boy who had just fallen in love!
He threw the book aside and stood up: "Wait a minute, I'm going to take a shower first."
Xie Shiyi's smile faded slightly, he withdrew his hand nonchalantly, and picked up the book that Yan Qing had casually thrown away.
Yan Qing hurriedly found the Seventh Eunuch.
"Hurry up, prepare something for me!"
The Seventh Eunuch was confused and held the whisk in his hand: "What?"
Yan Qing said: "You have such a dirty mind, don't you know what I want?"
The Seventh Eunuch looked at the Young City Lord's awkward and immature reaction and quickly understood.
After all, he was a "loyal servant" and he quickly found a lot of things for Yan Qing.
Yan Qing hesitated for a long time, and finally only took away a bottle of something called "Golden Wind Jade Dew Cream".
The Seventh Eunuch was very disappointed: "Young City Lord, this feather is also a good thing. The medicine on it is very strong. If you don't want to hurt the young lady for the first time, you can try this one."
Yan Qing looked at him strangely and asked uncomfortably, "Really?"
Seventh Eunuch: "Seriously, I can't lie to you!"
When Yan Qing was taking a bath, the spiritual energy in his dantian was restless and burning his blood. As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could think of were unhealthy thoughts.
For a monk, a retreat can last for several decades, so two hundred years sounds long but it is not very long.
He is now full of vigor and easily moved.
After waking up a little by putting his head into the water, Yan Qing scratched his hair, shook off the water droplets on his hair, suppressed the smile at the corner of his lips, and put on a casual black pajamas.
There were warm jade stones in the palace, and the candlelight dyed the sky and walls into a gentle orange-yellow color. Yan Qing walked into the bedroom barefoot and looked at Xie Shiyi, who was sitting at the table reading a book in a snow-white dress that dragged on the ground. Suddenly, infinite tenderness rose in his heart.
He told himself not to be impatient, so he calmed down and walked over and sat next to Xie Shiyi.
"Yaoyao, let me show you something first."
Yan Qing sat cross-legged, his movements were very casual. But he was still moist, with a few strands of wet black hair winding over his shoulders and sinking into his chest along his collarbone, which was particularly attractive. He had fair skin, black hair and black clothes, so all the red looked like a stunning touch.
Yan Qing took out a bell from his sleeve. The bell was old and had mottled rust. He shook the bell and said with a smile, "Listen."
The sound of a rusty bell is not pleasant to the ear. It seems to be filled with the silt of time.
But Xie Shiyi listened very carefully.
Yan Qing said: "When Shifang City was in trouble, my Red Lotus Pavilion was also looted. I got this bell back from Lu Meng. They all thought that the thing I hung on the eaves of the bedroom was some kind of celestial artifact that could block Huai Mingzi's spiritual consciousness."
“But they all guessed wrong?”
Yan Qing raised the bell and shook it again: "I put this here as a decoration."
Yan Qing raised the corners of his lips.
"I asked you before if you felt the sound of skulls colliding in the corridor was familiar, and you said it was not. Now, seeing this, you can remember it, right?"
Xie Shiyi remained silent, but reached out and gently held his wrist.
Yan Qing was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that his plan was successful.
"You remember now, right? The yard we lived in when we were fifteen?"
He deliberately shortened the distance between them to make the ambiguous atmosphere even more intense.
He put the bell on the ground, then held Xie Shiyi's face with one hand, with their noses almost touching. The light in Yan Qing's eyes was full of determination.
"Yaoyao, I've been in Ascension Pavilion for fifteen years and I've already started to like you."
"I've been thinking about you for the past 100 years in the Demon Realm. I'm almost going crazy."
"That's great! Now that I'm like this, I have no regrets in my life."
After he finished speaking, he curled his eyes and kissed her seriously.
They were a little shy when they kissed for the first time, but now that Yan Qing has some experience, she decided to take the lead herself.
But as soon as he touched Xie Shiyi's lips, he wanted to smile and couldn't help but laugh.
It was like my heart was filled with honey. I didn't have to do anything. Just being close to Xie Shiyi and thinking about what I was doing now made me feel very happy... very happy.
He licked the gap between her lips with his tongue like a little animal, but was reluctant to take the next step.
Xie Shiyi raised his hand and hugged his waist. He sat upright with his black hair cascading behind him.
After accepting Yan Qing's gentle, tentative kiss, she took the initiative to seduce him without disrupting Yan Qing's rhythm.
Xie Shiyi's skin was cold and his hair was chilly, but his tongue was warm.
The moment Yan Qing's breath blended with his, she felt her heart tremble a little and her brain a little numb.
The moment he rang the bronze bell, his thoughts seemed to be brought back to many years ago.
Yan Qing's fingers tightly grasped Xie Shiyi's shoulders.
He has always disliked Xie Shiyi's cold look.
When I was a kid, I thought Xie Shiyi was just pretending to be cool, aloof, and very annoying. Later, I just wanted to make the person I liked angry and make him angry. But until they broke up, Xie Shiyi in his mind was still cold and unkind.
Whether it was the back of the young man in white walking away with blood on his feet in the Nandou Palace, or the stone gate opening wide, he walked out of the chaos with a sword in his hand, with a distant and unfamiliar look. Every movement and every look seemed to have engraved ruthlessness into the depths of his soul.
So, this is what Xie Shiyi looks like when he is in love
"No? Don't? Be distracted." When Yan Qing was still a little dizzy and thinking about all sorts of things, Xie Shiyi suddenly whispered in his ear.
They were very close to each other, and Yan Qing suddenly thought of the things he had taken from the Seventh Eunuch, and he quickly pulled himself out of the situation.
He hesitated for a moment, but still bravely stretched out his hand, touching Xie Shiyi's neck, back, and waist with his fingers, and then hooked his fingertips on the brocade belt.
Xie Shiyi did not stop him, so Yan Qing's actions went very smoothly.
The desk is against the wall.
Yan Qing stood up, spread his legs, knelt on Xie Shiyi, and pushed him against the wall.
Xie Shiyi's outer shirt was taken off by him.
Yan Qing panted softly and said, "You said it's okay."
Xie Shiyi smiled and said, "Yes, you can."
Yan Qing tried to use his half-awake brain to recall the foreplay in the book. He kissed Xie Shiyi again, but perhaps because he was too nervous and excited, his breathing was trembling. From the neck to the collarbone to the chest, his random kisses made Xie Shiyi feel a little itchy, and he couldn't help but laugh.
Xie Shiyi's laughter made Yan Qing's face turn red. He raised his head in anger and glared at him.
"You're laughing? What?"
Xie Shiyi held his waist with one hand and used the other hand to tuck his sweat-soaked black hair behind his ears. He leaned over and whispered, "Are you studying page 33?"
Yan Qing: “…”
Yan Qing's ears suddenly felt hot with embarrassment.
Xie Shiyi: "The location and posture were correct, but you kissed the wrong place."
Yan Qing was now in a dilemma, not knowing what to do and feeling a little embarrassed: "Xie Shiyi, don't say anything!"
Even if you know, don't tell anyone! Doesn't he want to save face
Xie Shiyi put his lips on his throat, licked it gently with his tongue, and said with a smile: "We should start from here."
"Then."
With a slight tug of his fingers, Yan Qing's pajamas slipped off, revealing her white shoulders and chest.
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyelashes to hide his lust, and kissed gently downwards.
"Like me."
Yan Qing felt his fingers trembling. His rhythm was already a mess, and he didn't even notice when Xie Shiyi pushed him to the ground.
When the clothes completely fell off, the cold little bottle also fell down and was caught by Xie Shiyi's fingers.
Xie Shiyi chuckled: "Great, you are so well prepared."