Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

Huo Yanyu nestled in his arms for a while, and then the two separated a little. His eyes were slightly red, and there were still some drops of water on his eyelashes. He said in a hoarse voice, "You are finally back."

Qingyuan reached out and touched his head, coaxing softly, "Don't cry, my dear, I'm back, come back well."

Huo Yanyu sniffed, he couldn't control himself in a moment of excitement, but now he regained his senses a little bit and felt a little ashamed. He looked around and found that the maids and eunuchs around him lowered their eyes and no one saw him cry, so he was satisfied. Qingyuan's hand said, "Let's go, let's go back."

They returned to the Brahma Palace in a walking chariot, Huo Yanyu retreated from the crowd, and sat on Qingyuan's lap, holding his cheeks in both hands and carefully scrutinized them. He measured inch by inch, "You've lost weight." The brow bone became sharper.

Qingyuan looked at his serious gaze, and hugged him a little higher, "I'm not thin." He has been eating well and resting well, and he hasn't changed at all.

On the contrary, both of them looked thinner, Huo Yanyu's cheeks were not as plump as before, Gu Jing had always been thin, but now he looked even thinner, and the white fox fur wrapped around his body did not look bloated at all.

Huo Yanyu put his arms around Qingyuan's neck instead, and put his head up to stick it on that lip. He carefully traced with the tip of his tongue, then nimbly poked in and entangled. When the kiss was closed, Huo Yanyu's breath was a little unstable.

He leaned on Qingyuan's chest, hooked his fingers on the front of his clothes and unconsciously drew circles, Huo Yanyu murmured, "I miss you so much." Thinking about it, he slept alone in those nights when Qingyuan was away, in a trance Thinking about it in a trance, and then fell into a dream while half asleep and half awake.

Qingyuan just hugged him halfway, his body was warm under his arms, and there was a reassuring weight on his legs, embracing him vaguely, comforting him silently.

Huo Yanyu thought for a while, sniffing lightly at his neck, her hair hanging on Qingyuan's face, with a slight itchiness, he said hesitantly, "You... How are you doing these few days?"

He Louming didn't like that person at first glance, and he took Qingyuan away again. He panicked a lot. He always felt that what would happen to the two of them, but he didn't want to know.

Qingyuan froze slightly, then lowered his eyes and said, "I'm doing okay."

Although he was alone, he felt sorry for He Louming when facing He Louming, and felt sorry for Huo Yanyu when facing Huo Yanyu.

I always feel like... I have betrayed my lover, and this feeling of guilt overwhelms me like a tide.

It was clearly a relationship between two people, but five names appeared, so...fascinated.

Huo Yanyu obviously felt the stiffness at that moment. He lowered his eyes, silently clutched the hem of Qingyuan's clothes, and then bit Qingyuan's lips lightly. After all, he was not willing to bite down hard, so he only ground his teeth, "In the future It can't be like this."

It might still be like this in the future, after all, there are four souls in this plane.

Qingyuan was thinking silently, and his eyes responded vaguely, vaguely.

After staying here for a while, Qingyuan said, "I'm going to see Gu Jing."

Huo Yanyu curled his lips, thinking he didn't want him to go, but felt that he was a little too narrow-minded, so he reached out and tapped Qingyuan's cheek, "Don't go too long."

Qingyuan responded and went to Yiyuan Hall by himself.

Gu Jing was not seen in the hall, but he saw Gu Jing in the small study room in the inner room. Behind him was a relief mahogany bookshelf with scattered books on it. In front of him was a desk. In the sunlight, the slender and slender hand held a pen soaked in thick ink and wrote something stroke by stroke.

When he lowered his eyes, the halo poured down from the top of his head, and his whole body was thin, like a strong green bamboo, slowly growing in a place where there was no one.

Qingyuan gently knocked on the door panel, saw the man raised his head, and said in a gentle voice, "Gu Jing".

Gu Jing was stunned, the pen in his hand slipped down, and the smudged ink marks left a long stroke on the rice paper. His brows and eyes were a bit surprised, "Your Majesty, you are here."

Qingyuan seldom came to Yiyuan Hall before, and even if he did, he would just sit there for a while. He knew that Qingyuan had been waiting at the east gate since he came back today.

Qingyuan closed the surprise in his eyes, and then said after a slight pause, "I miss you a little, so I came here."

His voice was a little low, like a candle burning warmly in this sunny winter day.

Gu Jing's pupils shrank suddenly for a moment, and his long eyelashes fluttered like a frightened butterfly. His face was expressionless, but his hand was already holding the rice paper vigorously, and there were clear creases on the snow-white paper.He slowly took a breath, and smoothed out the marks on it inch by inch, "I also... miss Your Majesty."

I really want to think about it, even though he has been alone in the palace every night for the past two years, he thought he was used to this kind of life long ago, but when he heard that Qingyuan was missing, he was still very flustered, and in the dead of night he would always Constantly thinking about him, his heart seemed to be roasted on fire, those lingering thoughts still wrapped him up, and even breathing seemed to be a little difficult.

Gu Jing's emotions have always been restrained, not as carefree and carefree as Huo Yanyu's, and even saying a miss has to flow between his lips and teeth a few times before he expresses it carefully.

Qingyuan rubbed his fingers unconsciously. He felt a deep sense of guilt towards Gu Jing. It was like this before he had no memory. After he recovered his memory, this guilt did not decrease at all, but became deeper and deeper.

His Taoist companion has been watching him fall in love with another piece of soul for two years.

Qingyuan walked towards him, and the distance between the two became closer. He looked at the pair of brown pupils, put his arms around the thin waist, put his arms around Gu Jing and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry I haven't thought of you for so many years, I'm sorry I haven't loved you well for so many years.

Behind him was the side of the desk, he was surrounded by the man, the temperature was so hot that it seemed to melt the ice and snow all over the sky, Gu Jing felt as if he had been poked in his heart, with a sour feeling, those buried in his heart The grievances were suddenly revealed for no reason, and they were exposed naked to the sun. He had covered them for too long, and he could no longer cover them.

Gu Jing's eyes slowly turned red, like petals that had been rubbed into pieces little by little, a flush appeared from the eye frame to the end of his eyes, and there was water in his eyes, bit by bit, like Clear moonlight.

He closed his eyes to hold back the tears, then just shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

Qingyuan also had a complicated heart, he only patted Gu Jing's shoulder slowly, and slowly opened the distance.Looking down at the water stain on his eyelashes, she wiped it gently with her fingertips, her voice was soft like Xirui, "Gu Jing, don't cry, please, I will treat you well in the future."

Gu Jing raised his eyes to look at him, he saw his reflection in those beautiful eyes, he only pursed his lips and nodded, looking a little silent.

It was like a beautiful flower blooming suddenly. He had been looking forward to it for too long, so long that he thought he would never see it bloom. Now, apart from surprise, it is more of a kind of cautiousness, and he hesitates for a long time even to touch it.

Qingyuan reached out and stroked his long hair, "You haven't been out of the palace for a long time, I'll take you around tomorrow." According to the ancestral precept that concubines in the palace are not allowed to leave the palace, Qingyuan gave Gu Jing privileges, but Gu Jing has always been quiet , usually rarely go out.

He is here, watching the flowers fade and bloom year after year.

Gu nodded, looking obedient, "Okay".

Qingyuan explained some more things, and after having lunch with Gu Jing here, he left and returned to the Mingji Hall. Facing the newly delivered memorial today, Qingyuan had no intention of correcting it.

Now if he wants to make up for Gu Jing, he has to carry Huo Yanyu on his back. In the last world, he could separate the two souls, but in this world, this method will not work. He can go to Yiyuan Hall once or twice, but it will definitely not work after a long time. Now he can only take Gu Jing out while leaving the palace, and hide it from Huo Yanyu.

Thinking of this, Qingyuan rubbed his brows. With the foreshadowing of the last world, what he thinks now is that he can still save it. If he goes a little further and meets himself in the first world, he may have no desire now. no need.

Just as he was thinking about what was there, Huo Yanyu walked in. He looked at Qingyuan who was rubbing his eyebrows with his eyes closed, stretched out his hand to remove his hand and pressed it moderately, "Qingyuan, does your forehead hurt a little?" He asked There was some worry between the brows, "Your forehead will hurt when you catch the wind and cold, let's call the imperial doctor to take a look."

Qingyuan said, "No, I am in good health." He was just a little worried.

Seeing the worry in Huo Yanyu's eyes, Qingyuan pulled his hand into his and squeezed it, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm not a porcelain doll, how can I be so weak."

Huo Yanyu's eyes were subtle for a moment. His body is not weak, but it is easy to leave marks. Usually, his lips turn red after kissing for a while, and a little force can leave tooth marks on them. He licked his lips, and suddenly leaned over He grabbed the meat on Qingyuan's neck and sucked/sucked it hard. As soon as he moved his lips away, he saw a red mark on it.

Huo Yanyu was satisfied with a smile, it was left by him, the imprint he personally made, if it disappears, he will make it up again.

Qingyuan let him kiss, Huo Yanyu often did this, and he was too used to having a sip once in a while.

He only touched the smooth cheek of the person in front of him, "I'm going out of the palace tomorrow," he said without waiting, "I can't take you with me."