"Tell me," Xie Yilu begged Liao Jixiang, still on the small path by the stream, pulling his sleeve, trying not to let him hide, "I told you everything."
What he said was his number, Xiaosong, and in exchange, he wanted to know Liao Jixiang's.
"I didn't ask you to tell me," Liao Jixiang dodged a little, his face was impatient, but he didn't make a decent effort, "So what if you know."
Yes, what can I do if I know it, but Xie Yilu just wants to know: "I said it, I will treat it as if you care about me."
It was an inappropriate sentence, and Liao Jixiang showed that troubled expression again. Slowly, he lowered his head and muttered something. Xie Yilu was very sensitive to his voice, so he could hear it clearly: "Eat Xuezi ?”
Liao Jixiang blushed blushing, and hurriedly explained: "It was given by my ancestors."
This is actually quite a unique number, but it sounds like it has something to do with the ancestors, so Xie Yilu was unhappy: "No wonder, you are so stupid."
Hearing what he said, Liao Jixiang fell silent. Xie Yilu hurriedly wanted to please him again, and asked stickily, "Why didn't you rub the rouge I gave you last time?"
"What are you doing rubbing that?" Liao Jixiang in turn made things difficult for him, "It's not a woman."
"Men can rub it too," Xie Yilu stared at his plump lips like a ghost, "Jintang rubs it."
Liao Jixiang found out, and turned his face away in embarrassment: "I told him earlier, he is a monster, not serious."
How could it be unscrupulous... Xie Yilu thought to himself, but he didn't dare to say it out. It was obvious that he was regretful, so regretful that Liao Jixiang regretted embarrassing him: "Don't buy that kind of thing next time, it's flashy."
Xie Yilu took a look at him, Liao Jixiang seemed to know the price of the box of rouge, he must have asked someone in private, thinking of this, Xie Yilu felt sweet again in his heart, smiled and gave way .
"What are you smirking cheaply?" Liao Jixiang hurriedly avoided him, walked to the front along the path, and as he walked, he didn't forget to turn his head to remind him, "Be more upright."
They walked one after the other, with the same thoughts in mind. April is the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom. In the golden sun, clusters, clusters, clusters, covered the top of Liao Jixiang's head like a powder mist, and some branches He was short, rubbed his shoulders like a girl's little hand, and brushed his loose long hair. Xie Yilu watched from behind. He wanted to touch the thin back under the shade of peach blossoms, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand. Accidentally, the idea of deviance blurted out: "The mist is lingering, the posture is unrestrained, you can't grasp it, and you can't exhaust it!"
When Liao Jixiang heard it, he knew he was talking about himself, and his heart flustered suddenly, so he hurriedly added: "It's... really hot!"
He wanted to dismiss this, but Xie Yilu took it seriously: "Are you thirsty, I brought a water bag."
Liao Jixiang is not thirsty, he is ashamed.
"It's okay, don't worry, I've brought a bowl." As he said that, Xie Yilu took out his sleeve, Liao Jixiang turned his head and looked at him with some puzzlement, Xie Yilu smiled foolishly: "Wait a minute You wash your hands."
Liao Jixiang's eyes seemed to be fixed on him, motionless, it took a long time before he blinked, then turned around, it was still the shade of peach blossoms, or the thin back, but the meaning was different, he relaxed, as if undefended.
Xie Yilu stretched out his hand, keeping an inch and a half away, caressing in vain. At this time, as long as Liao Jixiang walked a little slower, he would fall into his hand and be grabbed by him.
"You usually..." Suddenly, Liao Jixiang asked, "Are you going to the river?"
He was referring to those painting boats floating in the fragrant wind, Xie Yilu hurriedly withdrew his hand: "I've been to the entertainment," he added after finishing speaking, "I didn't spend the night."
"I didn't spend the night", why bother to add this sentence? Liao Jixiang was silent for a while, then lowered his voice: "You are alone at night... aren't you lonely?"
"After studying for so many years, I won't be lonely anymore." When Xie Yilu said this, his heart was guilty. He had never thought about women, but he had thought about other things. Now when he recalls that dream, he still feels numb all over his body. Soft.
"Why do I feel that you are lonely?" Liao Jixiang muttered, referring to Xie Yilu's occasional Menglang words and those inappropriate eyes, "You still lack a woman..."
Xie Yilu didn't let him finish: "People in your palace," he said boldly, "are you not lonely at night?"
This is a taboo for eunuchs, but Liao Jixiang didn't get angry: "What do you mean?"
How could he not understand what Xie Yilu was referring to, he just wanted to make him ashamed and swallowed the words back, but Xie Yilu seemed to be crazy, and said something inappropriate: "It's... night. "
Liao Jixiang stopped abruptly, took a deep breath, and then said: "Someone... will find a maid, and someone..." His voice was calm, but his shoulders were trembling, "Just the two of us hugged each other for a whole night. "
"Why..." It was time to stop, but Xie Yilu didn't, "Why..."
He wanted to ask what to do, but Liao Jixiang bit his lip, turned around suddenly, and stared at him as if he was being bullied: "Take off your clothes, get into a bed, and fumble wildly."
A Liao Jixiang immediately appeared in Xie Yilu's mind, naked, with loose hair, covered by a pair of hands under the black quilt...
"You, you too?" His tone was a little anxious, unreasonably anxious, and Liao Jixiang wanted to say something a long time ago, and then he asked impulsively: "What are you thinking?"
"Ah?" Xie Yilu was really thinking about something dirty, and when he was startled, his face showed.
"What are you thinking!" Liao Jixiang asked again, but the meaning was different.
"I, I think..." Xie Yilu panicked. He wanted to make up nonsense, but because he couldn't make up, he was sweating profusely. After he got flustered, he simply squatted down and covered his face, "Yangchun, I was wrong. !"
Liao Jixiang knew and didn't know what he was thinking, and his face was flushed with anger: "What's wrong with you!"
"I... I..." Xie Yilu choked back and forth, and even said, "I think you can't sleep!"
At this time, there was a crack in the ground, and Liao Jixiang could get in: "Ridiculous!" He panicked with Xie Yilu, because he was the innocent one, and he was a little scared, "You are shameless!"
"I knew I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong!" Xie Yilu grabbed the hem of his shirt, "I will change, I will definitely change!"
As soon as he said "change", Liao Jixiang forgave him. Maybe he didn't blame him, but he was at a loss: "You swear to the gods and Buddhas!"
"I swear!" Xie Yilu looked up at him piously, almost kneeling, "If I think about you without clothes again, just..."
Liao Jixiang looked over in shock when he said he had no clothes on, Xie Yilu was startled and covered his mouth when he slipped his words.
Xie Yilu went home dejectedly, and as soon as he entered the alley, he saw a soft sedan parked in front of his house, which looked familiar. When he came to the front, the entourage with the sedan chair didn't talk to him. He thought it was someone waiting nearby, so he didn't care. He pushed the door and entered the courtyard. Before he could turn around and close the door, a person followed behind him with a "bang" sound. , pushed the door dead.
"Jintang?" Xie Yilu was surprised.
Jintang hesitated for a moment, saying that it might be a little long, but from Xie Yilu's eyes, he knelt down in front of her in a "plop": "Thank you, sir, help!"
Xie Yilu couldn't figure it out for a while, and hurriedly helped him: "Get up and talk."
Jintang couldn't get up, took out a piece of paper from his chest, and handed it to him: "It fell into Tu Yao's hands, and it hasn't lasted twelve hours."
Those words were crooked, Xie Yilu recognized them: "It's... Qu Feng?"
Jintang nodded: "I received it before dawn, I've been waiting for you all morning!"
Xie Yilu pinched the paper, but didn't move, he was thinking about how to save this person, and secondly, what would he do if he saved him.
"My lord," Jintang seemed to have expected that he would hesitate, and grabbed his hand holding the letter, "You and Qu Simu are close friends, life and death are at stake, don't lose your mind!"
Xie Yilu understood what he said, but if he wanted to save Qu Feng, he had to go to Zheng Mi. Is there anyone who begs for nothing in this world
"Think about it," he pondered, "allow me to think about it."
"I can't think about it," Jintang was afraid that he would weigh the pros and cons, "Rush now, it's hard to say whether people are angry or not!"
Liao Jixiang urged him not to get involved with the eunuch, and Xie Yilu himself understood that once he left, there would be no turning back: "I saved him, who will save me?"
He was telling the truth, to the point where Jin Tang had nothing to say, kneeling there, he let go of his hand, and fell down in vain.
"Go," Xie Yilu called him suddenly, "go to the alley to rent a horse."
Jin Tang raised his head, Xie Yilu brushed past him, and had already opened the door: "You go directly to the West Yamen to collect people, if they want to ask, just say it was the order from Dugong Zheng!"