Unclean

The handwriting on the blessing belt is like a peach blossom that blooms instantly.

It was a cold winter day, but he seemed to smell the fragrance of peach blossoms in a trance, which made his heart go soft.

The tape looked old at first glance. It turned out that... Yu Qin was waiting for him to return to Beijing.

It turned out that these years at the border were not his unrequited love.

Great joy rushed to his face, but Yan Yunhe was so stupid that he couldn't bear it, and even became dizzy and felt a sense of panic.

Could this be another drunken dream, he didn't even dare to dream of such a thing.

With the cold prayer belt in his hand and the hot kiss on his lips, Yu Qin felt that he was out of his mind, and finally backed away.

He fixedly looked at Yan Yunhe, but found that his cheeks were flushed, his eyes almost changed color, and even his lips were breathing rapidly.

"What's wrong with you, but what's wrong?" Yu Qin asked nervously.

Yan Yunhe nodded dully: "Han Chu, my heart is about to burst out."

Just as Yu Qin was about to say, don't make such a joke, Yan Yunhe grabbed his hand and pressed it on that piece of chest. The violent heartbeat almost continuously hit Yu Qin's palm in a chaotic and trembling manner.

As if to use everything to tell him how happy and fond Yan Yunhe is now.

Yu Qin's fingertips were numb from the heartbeat, and he wanted to pull his hand away, but was firmly held down.

So the blush on Yan Yunhe's cheeks was sent to Yu Qin with a heartbeat. His skin was fair, and the blush was even more obvious.

"Got it, let me go first." Yu Qin said.

Yan Yunhe held Yu Qin's hand in one hand, and tightly held the blessing belt in the other, looking at the tree: "Is there only this one, or more?"

These words were too blunt, and his eyes were ready to go, and he planned to search all the blessing belts on the peach tree immediately and open them one by one.

Yu Qin immediately said: "There are still children hanging on it, so don't mess around."

Yan Yunhe said with some disappointment: "That's fine."

He had been self-willed for a while just now, and learned something that he didn't even dare to think about.Right now my mind is still in a mess, I have a lot to ask, but I still can't calm myself down well.

If Yanyun has no tail, at this moment they have danced from ecstasy to listless.

"You still want?" Yu Qin asked.

Yan Yunhe looked at him expectantly: "Is there?"

Yu Qin asked, "What do you want to do here?"

Yan Yunhe said: "Since I returned to Beijing safely, it means that this prayer belt is very powerful, just like the general bell I gave you. I want one more, so I can hide it in my armor."

Yu Qin heard the subtext in his words, one day, Yan Yunhe still wants to return to that vast battlefield.

Although Yan Yunhe took this path because of Yu Qin, after so many years, the duties of a soldier have already been integrated into his flesh and blood.

Yu Qin withdrew his hand, circled the tree a few times, and took off several blessing belts.

Yan Yunhe was really suspicious. Yu Qin said that there were blessing belts hung by children on the tree, which were all excuses.

Otherwise, after so many years, how can I accurately identify which ones are my own?which belong to others.

Putting the belt into Yan Yunhe's hand, Yu Qin lowered his eyes and said: "Don't just put it in the armor, use it on horses or weapons, whatever can be wrapped around it."

Yan Yunhe looked at each one of them, most of them were prayers for peace.

The color is different from the old to the new, and it doesn't just happen in the past two years, but it has passed through the years. When he didn't know it, Yu Qin was alone under the tree, praying for him.

"When exactly?" Yan Yunhe asked.

Yu Qin replied, "What do you mean?"

"Han Chu longed for me, missed me, worried about me, when did it start?" Yan Yunhe put the blessing belt into his arms, looking like he was afraid of being robbed.

Yu Qin didn't answer, but turned around calmly: "Since you don't want to leave, stay here with the child."

How could Yan Yunhe accept that the other party covered up the matter so lightly: "Tell me the truth, so that I don't have to bother to investigate."

He grabbed Yu Qin's hand and turned his face sideways: "I believe Lord Yan can find out."

"You are so cruel, let me stare at so many files for several hours." Yan Yunhe seemed to be scolding, but his tone was completely soft.

Said that Yu Qin was cruel, he really admitted it: "I have always been like this."

This is the meaning of liking Yanyun and why he bothered him. Yanyunhe was so happy that he insisted on saying: "Master Yu, if you want to do this, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Yu Qin asked curiously, "How are you doing?"

The sky was getting darker, the dead branches in the dark courtyard trembled slightly, and the prayer belt swayed.

Yu Qin was pushed against the tree, and Yan Yunhe's passionate kiss almost swallowed him.

It was indeed very rude, during the separation, Yan Yunhe bit Yu Qin's cheek, not hard, but it also left teeth marks.

Yu Qin probably didn't expect that Yan Yun could do such a thing, covered his face and said, "If the children saw it, how should I explain it?"

Yan Yunhe laughed unscrupulously: "Just tell the truth, tell them, don't be cruel to the person you like casually, and you will be taught a good lesson."

Looking at his smiling face, Yu Qin felt helpless, and finally did not show up in front of the child, but left through the back door and returned to Yu's mansion in the dark.

Yan Yunhe returned to his mansion, looked at the blessing belt and smiled for a while, then worried.

Song Wen thought he was suffering from hypocrisy, and asked him if he wanted to invite the doctor over. Yan Yunhe just wanted him to go away, but then said again: "You ask Doctor Xiao Zhou to come over."

Little Doctor Zhou is the grandson of Doctor Zhou. Although his medical skills are not as superb as his grandfather's, he has inherited seven points. Yan Yunhe's minor illness and pain are basically called Little Doctor Zhou.

After all, Dr. Zhou is getting old, so it's not good to bother him every day.

Song Wenzhen thought that Yan Yunhe was in some discomfort, and after he invited him nervously, Yan Yunhe kicked him out, and murmured with Doctor Xiao Zhou alone in the room for a long time.

Finally, when Dr. Zhou came out, he still had a strange expression on his face.

Song Wen asked him nervously, "What's wrong with my lord?"

Doctor Xiao Zhou hesitated to speak, and finally said: "The fire is strong, and the fire needs to be lowered."

Song Wen said blankly: "It's such a cold day, are you still angry?"

Doctor Xiao Zhou: "Well, the burning is too high, and it needs to be resolved in other ways."

Song Wen asked again, but Dr. Zhou refused to speak.

In the evening Song Wen wanted to bathe Yan Yunhe as usual, but was rejected by the other party. After he finished his work, according to the usual practice, when he entered the room with Yan Yunhe's evening snacks, he found that there was no shadow of Yan Yunhe in the room. .

Song Wen put down his things as usual, stuffed two mouthfuls of snacks into his mouth, and fell directly on Yan Yunhe's bed.

He also rubbed his lips full of snacks on the quilt in retaliation: "My lord, you'd better come back quickly, I also have a temper."

Why didn't Yan Yun care about Song Wen's aspirations, and Yu Qin knew nothing about it.

Yu Qin's life is very regular. He likes to seek a sense of stability in order, so he often does the same thing day after day.

When you like someone, this habit is even more incisive.

He is used to practicing sword before taking a bath, and reading before going to bed. When he came out of the study, the old servant had already fallen asleep.

Holding an oil lamp, Yu Qin walked slowly through the empty corridor. The Yu Mansion was too big and there were too few people.

He stopped where he was, looked at the moonlight, and it was indeed a bit cooler.After returning from the sales home, the feeling of loneliness did not decrease but increased.

If people have felt the warmth, when they return to the original place, the coldness will double.

Yu Qin folded his hands beside the flickering candle, as if he was shielding from the wind, but also seemed to feel the rare temperature.

As soon as he walked outside the bedroom, a hand reached out from inside and dragged him in.

Yan Yunhe pushed him against the door and looked at him curiously: "Why aren't you surprised at all?"

Yu Qin blew out the oil lamp in his hand: "If you were me, you wouldn't be surprised if you encountered this kind of thing over and over again. What's more, you..."

"Not to mention what?" Yan Yunhe asked.

What's more, tonight's Yan Yunhe, the breath on his body is too strong, as if he just took a bath, the light fragrance is baked by the high temperature of the skin, and spreads in the air.

As soon as he walked to the window, he could smell a vague smell. The moment the door opened, he knew who was inside.

Putting down the oil lamp casually, Yu Qin said, "Master Yan, have you had any wine?"

Yan Yunhe didn't deny it, he let go of Yu Qin's hand, and it was rare that he didn't block him in a corner and flirted with every word.

Instead, he entered the inner room gracefully, turned a blind eye to the seat beside him, and went straight to the bed.

Yan Yunhe sat by the bed, his posture relaxed as if he was the owner of this place.

"Han Chu, come here."

Yu Qin was used to Yan Yunhe's impulsiveness after drinking, and he even doubted one thing: "Are you sober?"

Yan Yunhe's hair was still a little wet, and his hair was not tied, and even his robe was loose: "You can confirm for yourself whether you are awake or not."

After that, he laughed: "I don't think I'm very sober, maybe I'm crazy."

Yu Qin frowned, stepped forward quickly, first reached out to touch his forehead, and felt the temperature on it: "Your face is very hot, but did you catch a cold?"

Yan Yunhe shook his head: "No, I just took some medicine."

"Yu Qin was a little worried: "Since you are not feeling well, why don't you go to see a doctor? "

After that, he stroked Yan Yunhe's cold hair: "Why don't you dry it?"

Yan Yunhe leaned back, bent his arms to prop up the bed, lifted his knees, and the satin robe followed his movements to cling to his body: "I came here only after seeing the doctor, and he also prescribed the medicine for me. "

"This medicine has to be delivered with wine to strengthen your courage." Yan Yunhe's eyes were already a little slack, different from his relaxed expression, but his robe gradually showed emotion.

No matter how dull Yu Qin was, he sensed that something was wrong at this moment. With difficulty, he took his gaze away from Yan Yunhe's face and fell between his legs.

Yan Yunhe closed his legs for a moment, then slowly opened them again: "Don't you ask me what medicine it is?"

Yu Qin didn't speak, but his breath became tense and dangerous.

It was as if there were invisible threads wrapping the two of them, and even the air became sticky and hot.

"What medicine?" Yu Qin's voice was already hoarse.

The medicinal properties surged up, and Yan Yunhe fell on the bed, a strand of hair fell between his lips and teeth, he squinted his golden pupils, and said with a soft smile: "The medicine for fun."