The howling wind outside the window and the snow making the room seem even warmer and quieter. Zhu Yanyin didn't drink too much, and wasn't drunk, but it was this state of being half drunk that was most suitable for flirting with his beloved without distraction. Otherwise, what's the point of turning into a puddle of mud
Li Sui still had the chill from outside, and the refreshing fragrance after bathing—that was the flower oil that Second Master Zhu personally selected for him. When Jiang Shenglin first saw it, he casually sighed, "Why is even the bottle smoky pink? What a sissy!" Then he was beaten up by Palace Master Li. It's better not to mention the bloody history.
Zhu Yanyin hadn't figured out what to do. After all, the war was imminent and it was not good to be too obsessed with beauty. So she just lowered her head and kissed him. Unlike the devil and the enchantress in the storybook who were seduced as soon as they came, she was not impatient at all. She kissed him in a very gentle manner, and even a little sleepy.
Li Sui poked his cheek with his finger: "Are you going to fall asleep?"
Zhu Yanyin forced: "No, no."
Li Sui put his left arm behind his head and held his waist with his other hand to prevent him from falling. Zhu Yanyin rubbed his forehead, then rubbed his nose, and finally rubbed his neck. He felt dizzy, but not in an indescribable way. He was drunk and felt dizzy. So he yawned into his ear and fell asleep groggy.
The humid heat fell on Li Sui's ears, and his eyes were obviously burned. But Zhu Yanyin kept mumbling, and it was unclear whether it was drunken talk or love talk. But it didn't matter anymore. What mattered was that the next moment, the young man, who hadn't had time to fall asleep, was thrown on the bed.
"well?"
"Wait a minute?"
"I have not-"
Zhu Yanyin hastily grabbed his belt, but it was of no use because he couldn't even tie up an old hen, let alone Palace Master Li who was burned to death.
The experience of "How rough the calluses on the hands of martial artists can be" that I didn't have time to finish last time can now be concluded. Zhu Yanyin lay in the messy bed, protesting "ah ah", trying to denounce this act of using force to suppress others, but was soon overwhelmed by the new floating and exciting experience. He lay on the pillow and thought, well, I feel like I'm floating in the air.
Li Sui took the silk handkerchief from the bedside and wiped his hands.
Zhu Yanyin felt that life was really happy.
Li Sui leaned against the head of the bed: "Give me your hand."
Zhu Yanyin was symbolically reserved for a moment: "No."
Li Sui said: "There is a give and take."
Zhu Yanyin: Okay, okay, you are right.
So the joy of life continued for a while longer, the bed curtains were filled with passion, their foreheads were intimately pressed together, they were so close that they only had each other in their eyes. Their breaths were intertwined, their hands were intertwined, Zhu Yanyin was intoxicated, but at the same time he still had a little bit of rationality, he felt that he didn't want to indulge too much in this shabby inn, so he held Li Sui's hand and said: "Alright!"
Li Sui bit his lip and smiled: "Can something like this be stopped halfway?"
There is no halfway point, can't we just clean up and go to sleep? Zhu Yanyin hooked his neck, hanging like a monkey... Monkeys don't seem to have much sense of beauty, anyway, he just used his hands and feet to wrap around Li Sui, so that what happened next would not be like the Yellow River flooding and out of control.
Li Sui patted his back and reminded him: "Your posture seems to be more convenient for me."
Zhu Yanyin used all his hands and feet to get under the quilt and said angrily, "What are you talking about? Be more polite!"
Li Sui started laughing again. He had refused to put on his clothes properly in the first place, and he had just done something happy that could not be told to outsiders. He looked even more like a villain who was not doing his job properly and was extremely licentious. Zhu Yanyin simply covered his face, leaving him only the back of a scholar's head with quite a noble character.
After a while, Li Sui leaned over and kissed his hair, then held him in his arms and fell asleep together.
Zhu Yanyin was drunk and had a dream for the whole night. He dreamed that he was going back to the Zhu Mansion after the battle of the snowfield. He racked his brains to organize a grand welcome party to introduce Li Sui to his parents and brothers. However, although the pink petals were flying all over the sky, he could not find Li Sui. The second son of Zhu was so anxious that he ran around everywhere. Finally, he found him by the river outside Liucheng. The big devil was squatting on a stone, chatting and laughing with the aunts while washing clothes. He swung the mallet very skillfully. He said that he accidentally spilled wine on his clothes and it was not good to see the elders, so he hurried to wash it.
Zhu Yanyin looked at his wet robe, feeling suffocated, and asked loudly: "Don't you know that it is the rainy season now, and clothes will be hard to dry after washing?"
Li Sui replied, I don’t know, I’m from the north.
So the second young master Zhu was awakened by anger, his heart beating wildly.
Li Sui woke up earlier than him and was leaning on the bed thinking about something. He reached out and touched the soft and silky black hair of the person beside him: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."
Zhu Yanyin looked at him and asked, "Do you know the plum blossom season in Jiangnan?"
Li Sui was puzzled: "I know, what's wrong?"
Zhu Yanyin: "Nothing, it's okay."
Nightmares are terrible.
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Xu Yunzhong and Song Yu were escorted by the government to the Northeast Army's base, and the three agreed to meet again in Jiangnan next spring. Jiang Shenglin also wrote a prescription for Song Yu, telling him to take it on the way, and to ask the military doctor Zhang Changbo to see him again after arriving at the base to see if the dosage needed to be adjusted. This was very thoughtful.
Song Caizi's impression of the people in the martial arts world improved immediately, and he even wanted to follow the Wulin Alliance for a while so that he could draw a picture of a thousand people walking on the snow, carefully recording the heroic deeds of the righteous people fighting against demons. However, he was kicked into the carriage by Xu Yunzhong and taken away in the heavy snow.
Zhu Yanyin was delighted by what he saw.
Lan Xishan was annoyed: "You just know how to laugh."
Zhu Yanyin remained calm: "I am happy to see my uncle, so of course I have to smile."
Lan Xishan raised his hand as if to hit him.
Zhu Yanyin ran very fast in the snowy field and rushed towards Wanren Palace in a flash.
The middle-aged people in the court could not even imagine the happiness of having a backer.
In the next few days, it didn't snow again, so the Wulin League traveled faster. The people along the way had already heard about the righteous sect's plan to attack the Burning Fire Palace, and they were all discussing it after dinner. Although it was not like a war, and there would not be people being killed and homeless, it would be a bit scary if the disciples of the Demon Sect were beaten and ran around hiding in ordinary people's homes!
So everyone was very scared and couldn't even enjoy their meal.
That afternoon, villager Li Sangou was carrying a large basket and preparing to dig some sweet potatoes from the cellar at the entrance of the village. When he looked up on the way, he suddenly saw a strange tall man standing opposite him.
He was wearing a huge black robe, his cloak and long hair were blown all over the sky by the wind, a long sword was hung at his waist, and his expression was cold, just like the murderer in folk tales.
So Li Sangou rolled his eyes and fainted on the spot.
Zhu Yanyin ran over happily, holding two roasted sweet potatoes bought from the villagers: "I just happened to have some hot ones, come on - Hey, who is this person? Why is he lying in front of you?"
Palace Master Li, who had been standing under the tree waiting for Second Master Zhu to go out for food, said expressionlessly, "I don't know. He fainted while walking. He might have some disease."
Zhu Yanyin: “…”
In the end, it was the doctor from the Zhu Mansion who saved Li Sangou and gave him some money to calm him down.
Zhu Yanyin looked at Li Sui, holding his cheek and sighing.
Alas, there is no way. You really look like a bad guy. You’d better go out less in the future.
Li Sui: “?”
Zhu Yanyin said: "The people in the Northeast are already scared enough. If they see you, the rumors about the Demon Cult will become more and more intense."
So Palace Master Li was hidden away like this.
In ancient times, there were beautiful women hidden in golden houses, and now there are palace mistresses hidden in carriages. After hearing this, Jiang Shenglin laughed "Hahahahahahahaha" for a long time, and changed the subject in time before being abused by Li Sui again: "We are almost in Snow City, why hasn't Miss Lan Yan come back yet? There is no movement at Tianzhu Hall either."
"I told Lan Yan that if Pan Jinhua caused any trouble again along the way, she should stay in Baitou City with Pan Shihou to take care of his precious son. It would be best if the entire Pan Mansion did not come to join in the fun."
Jiang Shenglin was puzzled: "Why are you still taking care of him like this?"
"It's not about taking care of him, it's about turning a blind eye to ignorance." Li Sui poured himself some tea. "Pan Shihou's martial arts skills are mediocre. He can't help even if he comes. He can only join the Wulin League and cheer for them. He might even make mistakes because he wants to avenge his son too much. It's better for him not to come."
Jiang Shenglin nodded: "That's right."
The genius doctor patted the carriage again and teased as usual: "I wish the second young master got you a good carriage. It has a touch of the style of someone who has been kept in seclusion and unknown to the world."
He ran away immediately after saying that, but he didn't get away.
There are many villages in this area. Li Sui stays in the carriage every day and has almost grown mushrooms. He is bored, so this is a good opportunity for him to pass the time.
"Is this a nice carriage?"
"It's valuable. I heard from the servants of Zhu Mansion that it's worth the price of a building in Lincheng."
"Why did the Zhu family give me such a nice carriage?"
"Of course you are, because you look elegant and easy-going. Second Master Zhu likes this kind of extraordinary hero."
What a correct answer!
Li Sui stared at him for a while, and suddenly asked: "Do you like Lan Yan?"
Jiang Shenglin's fair face instantly turned red. He looked around like a thief, then lowered his voice: "Why are you shouting so loudly? I haven't figured out how to start yet. Don't let the news leak out."
Li Sui said: "You don't have to think about it."
Jiang Shenglin's eyebrows lit up with joy: "Do you have a way to help me?"
Li Sui splashed water: "What I mean is, with your brain, there is no hope in this life, so it's better not to think about it."
Jiang Shenglin was not convinced and complained, "Why do I have no hope? She doesn't have a lover."
Li Sui grabbed him by the collar and threw him out of the carriage.
Jiang Shenglin roared angrily in the cold wind, "What are you doing? I think I have an excellent brain!"
The sound was blown away by the wind.
In the distance, the black gate of the Snow City, which is covered with icicles all year round, has slowly appeared on the horizon.
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