cold moon is king

When Chu Jiangli entered the room, Lu Jinyin had already returned to normal. He grabbed the quilt and revealed a pair of clear eyes, staring at Chu Jiangli anxiously, fearing that the bowl might contain black and smelly soup.

He didn't even look at the contents of the bowl, and buried his head in the quilt in a panic, his body was still shaking, he muttered vaguely that he didn't want to drink the medicine, but Chu Jiangli didn't force him, holding the The bowl spun around above the quilt, bursts of fresh fragrance spread out in an instant.

Lu Jinyin also smelled that scent while hiding under the quilt. He pursed his lips and clenched his palms tightly. His nails sank deep into his flesh. The tingling sensation made him let go of his hands instantly. In the dark, he heard Chu Jiang There was a smile in Li's voice, "Huai Bing..."

He vaguely responded, and warm palms covered his body through a thick layer of silk, perhaps because he was afraid of touching his wounds, his movements were very gentle, like the lush reed feathers brushing across his cheeks in autumn, This kind of tenderness that treats him carefully as a treasure made his heart skip a few beats in an instant.

Those blood-stained hands that held the sword and killed the enemy touched him so gently.

Such a person belongs to him.

As soon as he thought of this, he could hardly restrain his desire to kiss Chu Jiangli.

Lu Jinyin's eyes were dark, but her voice was innocent and innocent, "I don't drink medicine alone, no, I don't drink it."

Before Chu Jiang left his mouth, he was covered in the quilt again, discussing with Chu Jiangli in a muffled voice, "Unless, unless, Chu Chu feeds me personally."

Chu Jiangli had only heard of feeding people to drink medicine by himself, and this was the first time he heard of feeding people to drink medicine by himself, but he still quickly understood what Lu Jinyin meant, and at that moment, the roots of his ears burned up and turned red On half of his cheek, the fiery clouds from the sky kissed his face.

For a moment he felt that the soup in his hand was so hot. He could clearly explain that it was not a medicine but a warming chicken soup, but he didn't explain it. His slender and curly eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly's wings, and his lips parted slightly, uttering a shy word Looking forward again, "Okay, okay."

Lu Jinyin was under the quilt, the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable, but the upturned corners of his mouth had already exposed his emotions. He suddenly lifted the quilt, stared fixedly at the blushing face, and thought of other places, Wouldn't the color of this face be more colorful?

The light-colored lips parted slightly, took a mouthful of sweet chicken soup in his mouth, and slowly approached the other pair of thin lips, Chu Jiangli closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and when the golden soup passed by, that A tongue took the opportunity to get into his mouth, sucking up the remaining soup.

His heart was pounding against his chest rapidly, like a drum beating. Today's His Highness the Crown Prince is very active, although the usual His Highness the Crown Prince is also very active, but there are still some subtle differences. He can only blame this subtle difference on the strange poison .

The air between his lips was about to be evacuated, and he was already dizzy. During his ambiguous and hot breath, he turned into a wisp of steaming water vapor and disappeared in the air.

When Lu Jinyin let go of him, the soup bowl in his hand had already been tilted, and the overflowing soup rolled down the side of the bowl, winding down the porcelain white arms, and wet a large part of his sleeves.

Lu Jinyin stared at that arm for a moment, feeling a little regretful, "Such a good chicken soup is wasted."

The chicken soup wasn't good either, it was more like it fell on Chu Jiangli's arm, which increased its value.

Lu Jinyin grabbed that hand, and the tip of his tongue slid down that arm.When the hot and humid tongue touched Chu Jiangli, he reacted, his body trembled suddenly, and then he struggled to withdraw his arm, but Lu Jinyin didn't give him a chance to struggle, and the strength of his hand increased a bit .

Chu Jiangli's face became even hotter, and he thought of Lu Jinyin as a wounded person, so he shouldn't move too much, he couldn't struggle anymore, he could only let his greasy tongue lick his arm clean.

Lu Jinyin raised his head, and with a light force on his hand, he pulled Chu Jiangli, who was still immersed in the contact just now, into his arms. The soup-soaked underwear was poking out, revealing some moist skin.

His brows and eyes were curved, and his inside was filled with a narrow smile, "Yueming, why is it wet inside?"

"What a waste."

Chu Jiangli was afraid that he would lick the inside clean, no matter how calm he was, he would panic and struggle to stand up, but the front of his clothes was pulled wide open.

Thinking it was a child's joke, she took a few steps back with an unnatural expression, and said in a low voice, "Huai Bing, don't make trouble."

Lu Jinyin pursed his lips, and then said "Oh" after a long while, looking a little sullen. He rubbed his two fingers under the quilt, and the touch of the skin still remained on his fingertips.

The cockroaches in his eyes burned untimely, and he quickly lowered his eyes to hide his dirty desires, Chu Jiangli approached him again without knowing it, and when the spoon was placed near his lips, He opened his mouth obediently and swallowed the soup.

The warm soup rolled down the tip of the tongue and into the throat, and a warm current rushed into the bottom of the heart. For so many years, almost no one has fed him like this. Those palace people saw him as stupid and treated him like a pig and dog. Only Chu Jiangli's people really Treat him like a master.

Of course he was more than grateful to Chu Jiangli.

The first person Lu Jinyin saw when he woke up was Chu Jiangli. The throbbing in his chest clearly told him what he thought about the person in front of him.

Not only does he want to repay the person in front of him with his whole life, he also wants to... tear the person in front of him to pieces, eat them up and wipe them clean.

Chu Jiangli quickly finished feeding half a bowl of soup, he patted Lu Jinyin's head habitually, and said softly; "Huai Bing, let's rest first, we will have dinner together later."

He didn't notice Lu Jinyin's suddenly deep eyes. He tucked in Lu Jinyin's quilt, frowned and looked at the wet sleeves, feeling a little headache, but walked out of the room quickly, not wanting to disturb Lu Jinyin's rest.

During lunch in the afternoon, Chu Jiangli had already changed into a long black robe, his body was still steaming, and his hair was wet and scattered on his back. He still sat by the bed and fed Lu Jinyin. Nao, he just secretly looked at Chu Jiangli's clothes, and he understood in his heart that Chu Jiangli would probably go out again at night.

He slowly chewed the food in his mouth silently, and when he swallowed, he suddenly raised his eyes, the eyes were watery, and the expectation inside was clearly visible, "Yueming, can I go to bed with Gu at night?"

"Naturally," the words Chu Jiangli originally wanted to agree rolled around on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed, "No."

Lu Jinyin suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said: "Why, why, Yueming, no, don't you like loneliness?"

Of course not, he knew it in his heart.

It's just that he still pretended to reach out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. It can only be said that his acting skills had coaxed him over, and in the end he squeezed out a few tears.

Chu Jiangli was stunned immediately, he wiped away tears for Lu Jinyin, and explained bluntly: "No, no, Huai Bing has injuries on his body, so it's inconvenient to go to bed together."

Lu Jinyin almost forgot about his injuries. Originally, he just wanted to stop Chu Jiangli from going out to do dangerous things, but now that he did this, there was no reason to stop him.

He pursed his lips, and thoughts came to his mind again, "Then Yueming will tell Gu, how about telling a story?"

Chu Jiangli was afraid of causing Lu Jinyin to cry again, so he had no choice but to agree, but he was thinking about how to fool around at night, so that he could get Ling Yun out of the dungeon earlier.

He also didn't know how much Ling Yun had suffered in the dungeon of Wen's mansion. Thinking of this, he became a little anxious. The only thing he could be sure of was that Ling Yun was still alive, and Chu Jue said that every day someone brought food to the dungeon.

In the dark dungeon, there was only one candle flickering. The man was squatting in the haystack, his clothes were dirty, stained with mud and dried blood.

He licked his chapped lips, looked at the empty bowl, reached out and patted the wooden door, and shouted, "Can you give me some water?"

And there was a disdainful sneer from outside the door, "Hey, now you know you need water? Then you say it or don't say it. If you say it, you will have water and flesh. If you don't say it, you will die of thirst!"

Ling Yun curled his lips, he swallowed his saliva, trying to relieve the burning sensation in his mouth, the outside light could not penetrate into the dungeon at all, he did not know how many days had passed, nor what time it is now.

What he was thinking was that he hadn't completed the task, let alone that he was caught instead, and lost face and face. Even if he escaped, he would be ashamed to see his master.

He only met that Wen Lingxuan once. He looks weak and his face is like a crown jade. He looks like a gentleman. In fact, he used lynching and private dungeons.

There was a loud noise.

The guard was drinking, and when he heard the noisy voice, he yelled impatiently: "Be quiet! Be careful that I kill you!"

But the inside seemed to be provocative, the noise was louder, and the guard's drunken head went numb for a while. He staggered up, took down the iron whip on the wall, and walked in with a gloomy face.

When the door was suddenly opened, Ling Yun saw the iron whip in his hand, not only was not afraid, but smiled, and the tight string in the guard's mind was suddenly broken, anger filled his head, he sneered and raised his hand Lifting it up, the iron whip hit the ground with a crisp sound, "I'll see if you can still laugh!"

Ling Yun was taken aback suddenly. The guard thought he was afraid, so he grinned his mouth, showing his yellow teeth. He raised his chin and looked at the people on the ground from above, "I don't want to beat you, please, I beg you, I'm in a bad mood." I'll let you go."

Ling Yun was silent for a moment, his eyes coldly looked at the guard from top to bottom, his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

How dare an imprisoned prisoner look at him like that?The guard cursed a few swear words angrily, and slammed the whip on the man, but a huge force caught his whip, and he looked along the whip——

A man in black with a mask of red fangs looked at him sullenly.

As soon as the man moved his hand, he was pulled away by a huge force and flew straight to the wall. He suddenly cried out in pain, ouching and yelling non-stop.

He got this job because of his brother-in-law. He thought, there are so many hidden guards outside that he can't even let a fly in. It's over, who knows that a demon has really sneaked in today!

He subconsciously wanted to call someone, but was whipped in reverse, his head hit the wall directly, and he passed out.

Ling Yun lowered his head and half knelt on the ground, "This subordinate is ineffective, please punish me."

The man didn't speak for a while, Ling Yun raised his face suspiciously, and saw the man staring deeply at the dried blood on his body.

He hurriedly said: "Master, the injury on my body is not serious, it's just a skin trauma."

The man responded lightly, and said again: "Let's go back first."