Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 481 A Little Relaxation (Additional Update for JJM Leader)

After the group finished their plan, Wanyan Hongkang, as the prince of the Prince of Yue, personally sent Shangguan Luo to live in the East Cross Courtyard.

Mr. Li has difficulty moving, and the others are also elders.

Now that Yang Yuan is the prince of Yue Palace, it would be strange if he was not the one to settle Shangguan Luo.

It was late at night and the mansion was silent.

The East Courtyard was originally where Yang Yuan was going to stay, but because he wanted to impersonate Wanyan Hongkang's identity, the two exchanged residences.

Only Wanyan Hongkang lives in the East Courtyard now, so it would be easy to accommodate Shangguan Luo.

The maidservants in the palace had received instructions in advance and had already prepared a house for Shangguan Luo.

The two walked side by side towards the east wing. Shangguan Luo hesitated for a moment, then whispered to Yang Yuan, "My young prince, after my sister escapes, she will definitely come to look for my whereabouts.

The news that I have joined the young prince should not be spread before the Dubojilie meeting. Therefore, my sister will definitely sneak into the heart of Huanxi Ridge..."

Yang Yuan said, "I understand. Tomorrow morning, I will give orders to show mercy to those who find any news about your sister."

At this point, Yang Yuan shook his head again and said, "However, with your sister's skills, I don't think anyone can find her and trap her."

Speaking of this, Shangguan Luo said sincerely: "Your martial arts skills are really good, young prince. Among the masters I have seen, your martial arts skills are already second to none."

Yang Yuan was surprised and asked, "Oh? I wonder who is the number one expert that Mr. Shangguan has seen?"

Shangguan Luo said: "That man is from Xixia. I met him once in Tianshui three years ago. As for his name, I don't know..."

As they were talking, they had already walked into the east courtyard, and then they heard a strange sound.

Buildings in the north are much thicker than those in the south in order to keep warm in winter.

Therefore, the sound insulation effect of houses in the north is particularly good.

However, the window of the room where the sound came from was not closed, so the two of them could hear it clearly.

Then a voice that sounded like crying, laughing, and almost breathless came from the main room: "No more, that's enough, I don't want it anymore, ah~~"

"Wanyan Hongkang" and Shangguan Luo stopped at the same time.

Then "Wanyan Hongkang" in the yard heard the voice of Wanyan Hongkang in the house.

First, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and an image of a piece of tender tofu swaying constantly emerged in Yang Yuan's mind.

Then came Wanyan Hongkang's hearty laughter: "It's you who wants to serve me to make me happy. Does it matter whether you want to or not?"

"Snapped!"

"Stick your butt up and stop playing dead for me!"

Shangguan Luo smiled at Yang Yuan and said, "My young prince's cousin is really a man of character."

Yang Yuan smiled and said, "People with this kind of life are usually happier. Please, Mr. Shangguan."

Yang Yuan let Shangguan Luo into the side room. The princess had already dispatched two maids to wait there.

Yang Yuan asked two maids to help Shangguan Luo rest, then turned and left.

Yingge had known that Yang Yuan had returned, but as soon as Yang Yuan came back, he went to the back house to discuss matters.

Yingge asked Alihu and Ata to prepare midnight snacks and hot soup.

When Yang Yuan came back, Yingge became very nervous when she saw the injuries on his neck and hands.

Yang Yuan smiled comfortingly, "It's just a flesh wound, it's nothing serious. Look, I walked back here by myself. If I was carried back here by someone, you would..."

Yingge's face suddenly changed and she raised her hand to cover his mouth.

Yang Yuan was just joking, but Yingge couldn't stand it.

Yingge has been willful and unruly since she was a child. Her willfulness and unruliness come from the confidence given to her by her family.

But when she most wanted her family to help her, what they gave her was an "arrow of honor!"

Her death was to prevent the Ugun family from being humiliated.

People who have not experienced setbacks in childhood actually have very fragile psychological ability to withstand pressure.

From that moment on, Yingge's heartstrings were broken.

She became very unconfident and insecure.

This sensitive mentality is gradually being repaired by Yang Yuan, but it has not yet recovered.

She couldn't accept Yang Yuan's joke.

Seeing her anxious state, Yang Yuan's eyes welled up with tears, so he said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything. No need for midnight snack, I've already eaten, and I'll just take a bath."

Yingge said worriedly: "Your injury..."

Yang Yuan said, "It's really just a flesh wound. I'll be careful and keep it out of water. I'll clean it later and apply the medicine again."

"Okay! Then I'll help you bathe."

Yingge was worried about leaving this matter to Alihu and Ata, so she called Ah Man to help Yang Yuan bathe.

The water only reached Yang Yuan's chest, and his injured hand was resting outside the edge of the bucket.

Yang Yuan enjoyed it more than old man Li who had an arrow in his chest. He lay there lazily, letting two pairs of delicate little hands roam all over his body.

Ah Man was a virgin and had never seen such a weapon last night, so she couldn't help blushing.

Yingge was very familiar with it and ignored it.

She was just very careful not to let any water get on Yang Yuan's wound.

After bathing, Yingge untied Yang Yuan's bandages, carefully cleaned the wound, and applied the golden wound medicine to him again.

Seeing that the wound was indeed only a superficial one, Yingge finally felt relieved.

After Yang Yuan finished bathing and changing the bandages, he went to bed to rest.

Yingge and A'man helped him lie down, and then A'man crawled over and blew out the candle.

As the lights dimmed, Yang Yuan felt two cool and smooth bodies like jade approaching him from both sides, and a faint fragrance filled his nose.

Yang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "When awake, I hold the sword to kill people; when drunk, I lie on the lap of a beauty." A real man should be like this.

Just as he thought of this, a soft hand grasped his "killing sword". Just grasp it, the soft scabbard felt quite comfortable.

But the scabbard soon began to repeat the action of drawing the sword and sheathing it.

Yang Yuan said softly: "Don't mess around."

Yingge whispered in his ear: "My dear, you have been alone for a long time. We are reunited on the eve of the festival. I am afraid that you will miss me."

Yang Yuan said helplessly: "My injuries are not serious, but one is on my neck and the other is on my wrist. It's hard to move."

Yingge laughed and said softly, "My dear, please don't move. I will serve you."

"Nunu heard from a cousin that men need to relax after fighting on the battlefield..."

It seemed that Yingge quietly pressed the remote control, and a beautiful mini drove over quietly, turning on the automatic parking assistance system.

……

The sky is bright.

Someone in the yard started dancing when he heard the cock crow.

Yang Yuan's injury has not healed yet, so he can't do any strenuous movements.

He left Yingge and A'man, who were as weak as dead dogs, and went to the outer room.

Seeing that Alihu and Ayetai were also sleeping, Yang Yuan woke Alihu up, helped him wash and dress, and then walked to the yard.

In the courtyard, Shangguan Luo was holding a sword, and the sword energy was sweeping across the courtyard like a tornado in the yellow sand of the desert.

Yang Yuan felt that Shangguan Luo's swordsmanship was very advanced.

Yang Yuan's martial arts is a kind of kung fu that focuses on practical skills, but it is closer to the military style, so it is not the best kung fu among personal martial arts.
However, he has the most brilliant martial arts skills and the most brilliant internal breathing skills that are envied by even the most skilled masters.

Internal breathing exercises are also known as qigong.

This advanced technique greatly enhanced Yang Yuan's six senses, physical coordination, agility, and the length of his breath and endurance of his physical strength.

This greatly made up for his shortcomings in martial arts techniques.

As long as you can't get rid of him in a short period of time, the situation will be weakened and he will gain the upper hand.

Now, observing Shangguan Luo's swordsmanship has given him a lot of insights.

When Shangguan Luo saw the young prince watching him dance with the sword, he perked up and danced even harder.

The sound of swords whistling, breathing, and Yang Yuan's just-right cheering beside him...

Soon, Wanyan Hongkang, wearing a pair of calf-nose trousers and bare-chested, lazily strolled to the corridor with a look of resentment on his face.

"It's so early in the morning, why are you so diligent?"

Wanyan Hongkang walked in front of Yang Yuan, yawned and complained.

When Shangguan Luo saw that the young prince and Li Xunfeng had both stood up, he put away his sword and walked towards them.

Yang Yuan saw Shangguan Luo approaching from the corner of his eye, so he said to Wanyan Hongkang: "Cousin, you fought for a long time yesterday, and you still don't know how to restrain yourself at night. You must take care of your health."

When this was mentioned, Wanyan Hongkang was no longer sleepy.

He said with great joy: "My body is as strong as an ox, there is no problem.

You don't know, the little girl I kidnapped from Willow Village yesterday was very interesting. "

Yang Yuan said seriously: "Then you have to exercise restraint. The so-called beauty is nothing but a handful of yellow earth in the end, dust to dust, dust to dust.

Beauty, in the world, is just like flowers, either trampled by footsteps on the roadside, or withered and aged over time, becoming ugly fertilizer to nourish the land..."

Alihu walked by with a basin of water and glanced at his owner secretly.

She didn't understand how her master could say such shameless words.

They didn't hear it, but others heard it clearly yesterday. The top scholar had many tricks up his sleeve.

He even asked Miss Ah Man to light the light, saying that he wanted to watch. How could he do that?

Pooh!
nausea!

I turned off the lights!
Wanyan Hongkang rolled his eyes after listening to Yang Yuan's sermon.

"My cousin, I think what you said is unreasonable. In the end, it's just a handful of dirt. Isn't it okay if it's still a flower today?

The meat we eat is delicious today, but it will turn into stinky manure tomorrow. What? You don’t want to eat it? Starve to death?

Shangguan Luo came over and said with a smile: "I agree with what Brother Xunfeng said.

As the saying goes, "When flowers are ready to be picked, pick them now, don't wait until the flowers have fallen and the branches are empty." Isn't that the truth? "

Wanyan Hongkang's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he praised: "Mr. Shangguan, you are so eloquent, so there must be a reason for it."

At this time, a group of girls happened to walk by the gate of the courtyard, talking and laughing.

These are all the female relatives of the King of Yue.

Their fathers and brothers stayed in Liaodong to fight, and they were sent back to Huanxiling.

They lived in the back room at the end of the courtyard, and it seemed that they were going to go to the town together for fun.

The girls include those with charming looks, those with voices as beautiful as young phoenixes, and those who are as beautiful as spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, each with their own merits.

Yang Yuan was overwhelmed and looked at them one by one.

When he looked away, he saw Wanyan Hongkang folding his arms and looking at him mockingly.

"A handful of dirt, huh? Dust to dust, dust to dust, huh? Ugly fertilizer, huh?"

Yang Yuan said calmly: "The difference between appreciation and indulgence is the distance between you and me, my cousin!"

"Bah!" Wanyan Hongkang spat at him fiercely.

At this time, an Indian appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Li You, with a bandage on his head and a long knife in hand, asked excitedly, "How are we going to fight today?"

(End of this chapter)