The young master hastily hid in what the person called the 'washroom', closed the door with his backhand, and turned his head to see the porcelain white glittering and translucent and magnificent decorations inside, feeling as if he had strayed into a fairyland. He immediately realized that he was no longer in the underground palace.
For the young master who has been imprisoned for sixteen years, as long as he can leave that dark, cold and damp prison, no matter where he is, it will be like heaven.
Barefoot, he walked slowly to the washstand, touched the delicate and smooth porcelain basin under his hand, smiled slightly, and his round cat pupils were bent into a crescent shape.
When he raised his head, faced the mercury mirror inlaid in front of the washstand, and saw Gong Lixin's figure reflected in it, he immediately backed away a few steps in shock, made a defensive posture, and reflexively activated his internal force, ready to fight back at any time. This person has a strange appearance, half-length hair and not short hair, and he can appear silently at the window that is only a short distance away from him. He must be a generation with high martial arts skills.
However, it's okay if you don't use your internal energy, but after this operation, the young master realized that the internal energy in his dantian was almost exhausted, and only a sliver of internal energy could be mobilized, not to mention counterattack, even self-protection was difficult.
He was terrified, but the little young master didn't show anything on his face, he just watched the young man's every move closely, trying to find a flaw and fight for a chance for himself. After finally getting out of the underground palace, he can feel the warm spring sun and the gentle breeze that those furnaces said, and he can smell the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of wood, he must be alive! Live well!
The boy who suddenly appeared on the opposite side also took a few steps back, posing in exactly the same posture as him, staring at him without moving. The two stalemate for a while, the young master saw that there was no murderous look in the other party's eyes, nor did he take the initiative to attack, so he let go of his defense a little bit, and cupped his hands and said, "I don't have any malicious intentions, and I won't ask you why you came here, and I won't do anything to obstruct you, so Your Excellency does not need to entangle with this subordinate."
As soon as he spoke, he cupped his hands, and the boy who was on guard on the opposite side also said and cupped his hands at the same time, his movements were no different from his. Seeing this, the young master frowned slightly. The boy behind the window lattice on the opposite side showed the same expression.
The young master was already extremely intelligent, and when he saw the reaction of the person opposite, a certain guess immediately appeared in his heart.
He suppressed the surprise in his heart, and slowly walked towards the boy step by step. The boy on the opposite side also gradually approached him. The young master stretched out his hand, and the young man also stretched out his hand. The palms of the two touched each other, but there was no warm and soft feeling from the human body, but smooth and cold.
It turned out that there was not an open window in front of me, but a mirror with extremely clear images! In other words, this strange boy who suddenly appeared was none other than the young master himself!
Realizing this, it seemed as if some kind of mechanism had been triggered, and the memories that had been lurking in Gong Lixin's head hit the young master like a torrent. He hugged his head, groaned in pain, staggered to the side in a panic, reached out and touched the switch of the shower head, and the cold tap water poured over his body, soaking his clothes instantly.
The little young master fell into the bathtub dejectedly, with his body hunched over, his long legs curled up, his head deeply buried between his knees, waiting for the severe pain to subside. While enduring his headache, he digested Gong Lixin's huge memory, and finally realized that he was no longer the original young master of the underground palace, but possessed someone else's body. "Borrowing corpses and returning souls".
However, the resurrection of the dead was not the most surprising thing for him. What shocked him even more was that when he was using his internal energy, he found that this young man named Gong Lixin was also a pure yin body like himself. It has a reversal meridian that only emerges once in ten thousand years. No wonder this young man looks so feminine and delicate. If he uses this body to cultivate the 'Yin Ni Shen Gong', he will no longer need to absorb the Yuan Yang of those furnaces, and his cultivation speed will be several times faster than before!
Thinking of this part, Gong Lixin's memory has been completely absorbed by the young master, and the feeling of splitting headache has gradually subsided. The little young master opened his lips and let out a low laugh. He realized with joy that he was no longer Xiao Lin's crucible for cultivating Nimai Divine Art. Practicing martial arts hard to survive.
"Heh~ that's great!" Young master, no, it should be Gong Lixin sighing in a low voice, he couldn't tell whether he was more confused or more at ease, so he could only bury his head, hug his knees tightly, and calm down his ups and downs Feeling.
"Gong Lixin, what's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable?"
Seeing that the boy had gone in for a long time but hadn't come out, Song Haoran went to the door and called out many times but got no response. He was worried for no reason, so he had to open the door and come in to check. Seeing that the little boy didn't even take off his clothes, he was curled up in the corner of the bathtub, letting the water wash over him, looking so pitiful, his heart tightened, and he hurried forward to ask.
"Brother Song... I'm fine." Looking up slightly, looking at the handsome man in front of him, Gong Lixin spoke hesitantly, and at the same time searched for his memory in his mind.
This person is a subordinate of Gong Lixin's father, Gong Yuanhang. His name is Song Haoran. He comes from the Song family of the military tycoon in Kyoto. Because of his father's death, he was rejected by the new head of the family, his second uncle, and dispatched to the border of country C.
Song Haoran's father was kind to Gong Yuanhang, and the two were life and death friends. Gong Yuanhang was afraid that Song Haoran would be persecuted by his second uncle, so he took him to his side at the risk of offending the Song family and worked hard to cultivate him. Today, Song Haoran is only twenty-six years old, but with his own efforts and Gong Yuanhang's support, he has reached the high position of major general, and he is also Gong Yuanhang's default candidate to succeed him as the head of the military region of Province A.
This person has a very close relationship with the Gong family. Although he often stays in the army, he has his own room in the Gong family. Gong Yuanhang treated him like his own son.
The original Gong Lixin was extremely disgusted with Song Haoran who took away his father's love, and hardly talked to Song Haoran throughout the year. As the head of the military region, Gong Yuanhang also acts like an army at home. He is very strict with his weak and sensitive young son. Gong Lixin has more than awe of him, but not enough closeness. However, although Gong Lixin's older sister, Gong Xiangyi, is lively and kind, and caring for him, she is nine years older than him. There is a serious generation gap, and the siblings were born to Gong Yuanhang's two wives. It's not easy to be intimate with the upper floor. In addition, Gong Lixin's mother died of illness when he was ten years old, and since then he has developed a taciturn, extreme and stubborn temperament.
In the Gong family, Gong Lixin is a transparent existence. She doesn't like to get close to others, and refuses to be close to others. It's unprecedented for Song Haoran to call him "Big Brother Song" as softly as he is now. suffer.
The young man's thin white shirt was already drenched, revealing the flesh color underneath. The two red cherries on his chest were stimulated by the cold water and stood up, pink and tender, trembling, and seductively tight. A pair of big, round cat pupils were drenched in water and were extremely clear, and the long and curly eyelashes were stained with a few drops of water, and the look of wanting to fall was particularly endearing. Coupled with the soft call he made, like a small animal lost in the jungle, this scene is so beautiful that it makes people dizzy.
Song Haoran's eyes were dim, and he didn't dare to look directly at the young man in the bathtub who looked like a water fairy, so he could only look away and hesitate on the spot.
The shower head was kept wide open, and the icy cold water continued to wash against the young man's back, arousing countless crystal droplets, which fell on Song Haoran's arms with his sleeves rolled up, making him feel slightly chilled.
"Damn it, take a cold shower right after the medicine is over, do you want to get sick?" Song Haoran frowned, only to realize that the young man's face was extremely pale, apparently from the cold, and he turned off the faucet while questioning harshly. Pulled the big towel on the shower rack, wrapped the boy up, carried him out of the bathroom, and gently put him on the bed.
As for the throbbing in his heart just now, Song Haoran naturally ignored it. The boy's appearance is indistinguishable, facing such a beautiful scenery, anyone will be moved, after all, everyone has a heart for beauty. He thought of it as a matter of course.
"Thank you, Brother Song." Although the man's tone was severe, Gong Lixin could still hear the concern in his words. In this life, there are family members, friends, and someone who cares and loves me. This feeling is sweeter than eating osmanthus cake for the first time. Gong Lixin thanked her obediently, her big eyes slightly curved, and her expression was unspeakably cute.
Song Haoran's heart twitched again, unconsciously softened his tone, and sighed, "You're welcome, don't torment yourself like this in the future."
He picked up a corner of the bath towel as he spoke, and wiped the boy's dripping hair. He caught a glimpse of his wet shirt under the bath towel, and sighed again, "You wipe your hair yourself, and I'll go out and buy you a change of clothes. Just come back. Don't run around casually, do you hear me?"
"Understood. Thank you, Brother Song." Gong Lixin obediently nodded in agreement.
Although Xiao Lin adopted him and gave him the position of young master, he didn't treat him very well, he usually beat and scolded him, and he was very harsh. Over time, in order to protect himself, he has already learned to obey. The difference is that the obedience to Xiao Lin was forced, but the obedience to this person was voluntary. This person really cares about himself, and Gong Lixin, who is good at feeling other people's emotions, has no doubts about this.
It turned out that as long as he took the initiative to communicate with the boy, the boy was not as gloomy as he showed. On weekdays, we come and go in a hurry, each is busy, we care too little about the boy, and we don't understand him at all, so we will have misunderstandings. This simple, pure, well-behaved and cute appearance is his true face, right? If it weren't for being helpless today, it would not be easy to understand the real him!
Song Haoran thought to himself, he was very confident in the vicious vision and precise judgment he had trained in the army. He can be sure that Gong Lixin's current appearance is by no means a faux pas, but his true nature, those crystal clear eyes cannot be disguised.
The boy wrapped in a big bath towel sat cross-legged on the bed, only his wet head was exposed, his face was upturned, and he looked at him with eyes full of dependence. This appearance was pleasing to Song Haoran's eyes no matter how he looked at it, and his heart was so soft that he couldn't help but leaned over, pinched the young man's tender cheeks, and comforted him, "Be good! Wait for Brother Song, Brother Song will be back soon. "
In fact, Gong Lixin is still very cute despite the gloomy protective color! It's nice to have such a brother! Walking out of the room, Song Haoran twitched his mouth and thought happily.