Prostitution

The cold night is boundless, the river boats are flickering with candlelight, and the stars are dotted.

Xie Wancheng disembarked from the boat and walked slowly along the river.

The night road is getting darker, and the voices of people are quiet.

He paused for a while, glanced back, silently raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly moved forward with luck, the shadows of the trees receded quickly, and the cold wind howled.

Ten feet behind him, people followed closely behind him.

Suddenly he stood still, and wild grass grew all around.

He turned around, with a loose face, and shouted far away,

"Hey, come out."

The voice echoed in the wilderness.

A figure slowly approached him.

It can be vaguely seen that the visitor has a serious face, with a rigid and cold expression, as if he is not annoyed at being discovered.

This person did not eat or drink and watched him for a whole day. He was new to the capital, and he had never had any grudges with anyone before. The enemies who had a slight suspicion would not follow him to such a degree. Needless to say, this person's identity, who else could it be except the prominent palace.

Xie Wancheng thought that his martial arts were not bad, judging from his lightness kung fu just now, the person here was no worse than him.

Xie Wancheng crossed his arms and said with a smile, "I said, your lord wants to check my background, why don't you send someone with better martial arts."

The visitor pretended not to hear him, watching him through the passing night wind.

Xie Wancheng looked him up and down, seeing that he was dressed like a humble servant, and his whole body was full of awe-inspiring righteousness.

He smiled lowly, and said again, "Go back and ask your prince to come find me by himself."

The visitor remained motionless.

Xie Wancheng raised his eyebrows, clicked his hands behind his back, and said coldly before turning around, "Don't follow me anymore."

After walking a few steps, he stopped abruptly. Obviously, the other party ignored his words, and when he was discovered to be stalking, he became aboveboard, which made him extremely unhappy.

Xie Wancheng turned around abruptly, and slapped out a palm against the wind.The comer drew back and dodged in an instant, and the quick reaction made him feel interesting.

In the desolate wilderness, I saw two figures flickering in and out, inseparable.

Until the sky is twilight.

The figures who had fought all night were finally tired, and they didn't know when the way of fighting changed to fists and kicks.

In the dead grass, the two people's limbs were intertwined, and they grabbed each other's vital points, their faces were bruised and swollen, and they were all injured.

The result of the struggle was nothing more than painful exclamations, one after another, frightening the passing birds in the sky and flapping their wings.

In the end, Xie Wancheng felt that it would not be good for both sides to go on like this, so he panted and proposed, "I, count to three, together, let go..."

"Okay..." The hero saw the same thing, and the other party was also panting.

"Three, two, one!"

Take a leap, and both sides immediately stand up while withdrawing.

They looked at each other and laughed without knowing it.

Xie Wan let out a sigh of relief, slumped on the ground, and praised, "Your step is extraordinary..."

"each other…"

After fighting for a night, although the person who came was not kind, he did not have any malice, otherwise the two of them would not only be physically exhausted at this moment.

Xie Wancheng lay down unprepared, looked sideways, "I'm Xie Wancheng, nice to meet you."

"Lian Qi."

Dawn had broken, and above the layers of clouds, the sky was blue.

"How is your prince's martial arts better than yours?" Xie Wancheng asked slowly.

Lian Qi rarely hooked his lower lip, "It's incomparable to call a baht with an yi."

Xie Wancheng took another deep look at him, not sure if there was any suspicion of exaggeration, but the respect was self-evident,

"So I might not be his opponent?" Xie Wancheng was suspicious, and then looked at Lian Qi, "Wuyu hasn't been hurt by him, has he?"

Lian Qi was stunned for a moment, and looked down at the ground, his reaction, which was not good at concealing, was enough to explain.

Xie Wancheng snorted softly, stood up on the ground, and swept his clothes, "The future will be long, so let's just say goodbye. Tell your prince to treat Wuyu kindly, otherwise even if he is smashed to pieces, he will pay you back twice."

Wen Wuyu's injury was in the back court, which is an extremely important part of the human body, so it must be well cultivated.

Therefore, only some light liquid food can be taken.

Whoever was hungry all day would be sluggish.

After a few days, Wen Wuyu was listless like a frost-beaten eggplant.

When Yuan Cheng entered the door, he saw a bowl of hot porridge on the table, without any oil slick.

The sound of footsteps behind him suddenly stopped, and Wen Qu, with a face that looked like he had eaten fly droppings, slammed into the door, too lazy to salute and look at him.

Yuan Cheng then said indifferently, "It's been seven days, what's the use of just eating this."

Wen Qu rolled his eyes at the floor, the cat cried and the mouse pretended to be merciful,

He replied angrily, "It's not that we don't give him food, but he must be able to eat. Anyway, it's better not to starve to death than to suck blood to death."

Yuan Cheng stood quietly for a while, then took the porridge bowl and walked around the screen into the inner room.

Wen Wuyu was already sitting on the head of the bed with a brocade pillow, his chapped lips had a layer of dead skin, he nodded vainly and saluted, "My lord."

Yuan Cheng sat down on the bed, took a mouthful of porridge with a silver spoon, Wen Wuyu stretched out his hands, "I will do it myself."

It wasn't his hand that was injured, so how dare he bother the prince.

The prince didn't intend to hand it over to him, so he handed the silver spoon to his mouth.

Wen Wuyu had no choice but to open his mouth.

The two of them didn't speak another word, and after a while, the bowl of porridge was empty, the prince put down the porridge bowl, and came up to serve him to lie down again.

Wen Wuyu accepted it obediently, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Suddenly there was a rustling, followed by a chill on his shoulders, Wen Wuyu opened his eyes and saw the prince lifted a corner of the quilt, and moved into the bed.

The sound of breathing is steady, close to the ear.

Such a gentle atmosphere seemed suitable for saying something.

So Wen Wuyu opened his mouth, and said in a calm tone, "Master often said that it is important to devote yourself to cultivating the Tao, and you should not be strict with our disciples. Brother has been traveling down the mountain since he was 13 years old, and he only wrote two or three letters to report his safety. I have feelings, but I have never had that kind of thought, nor have I ever thought of going beyond the taboo."

Yuan Cheng stared at the top of the bed with blank eyes, "Do you regard breaking sleeves as a taboo?"

"In terms of Taoism, existence is reasonable. However, in the eyes of the world, the principles of human ethics are the principles of virtue."

"I'm asking you."

Wen Wuyu was silent for a while,

"I was a human being before cultivating the Dao, and now I have no face to call myself a Daoist."

One of the common people.

Yuan Cheng laughed silently, "You've been by my side for so long, you've broken a taboo long ago."

"That's right," Wen Wuyu echoed, "The spirit of all things cannot be summed up in a few words. People hate committing crimes, but there are still many people around. Although masculinity is prevalent nowadays, I have never seen anyone marry a man as a wife. Just play around, whoever really rebels will be criticized by thousands of people."

He turned his head to look at the side face of the prince, with a pleasant smile, "The prince's masculinity is forced by the situation. The monarch and his ministers have suspicions, and the prince has no choice but to run in the opposite direction to protect himself."

Yuan Cheng looked into those smiling eyes, it was like a deep pool with dark waves, he said calmly,

"It is reasonable to change after getting along with each other for a long time."

Wen Wuyu's eyes darkened unpredictably, and he said with a smile, "The prince's words are reasonable, just like the green bull raised by Wenqu, if he kills it for meat at this moment, he will definitely fight you desperately."

Yuan Cheng turned over and lay on his side, stretching out his finger to stroke Wen Wuyu's lip line, "What do you mean?"

Wen Wuyu was silent for a moment, Fang said, "I made a confession to show my integrity. Senior brother and I are just close relatives and friends, nothing else. I hope the prince will make a move next time. It doesn't matter if you don't ask the reason, but please be merciful."