Unclean

People who don't talk sweet words easily, only need a simple sentence, and they can successfully make people's hearts so excited that they don't know what to do.

Yan Yunhe was still a little afraid of Yu Qin after taking the medicine, this time let alone just being unable to get out of bed, I will give him my life.

How else to put it, peony flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic.

The dream of a gentle and beautiful woman is really irresistible.

Yan Yunhe pressed Yu Qin's chest, feeling the throbbing coming from his chest: "Just your words are enough."

The bed curtain hangs low, and the satin jacket slipped from the side of the bed to the footrest after a short while, vague figures can be seen indistinctly, overlapping and embracing one another. The curtain seemed to endure pain and tremble, with blue veins showing.

Someone whispered softly: "Does it hurt?"

The hoarse voice replied: "It's okay."

After a short two-sentence conversation, someone gasped out in surprise, then restrained himself and kept everything in his mouth, not wanting outsiders to know.

Yan Yunhe's body outline is extremely beautiful, and it is full of vitality even after sweating. The curvature of the waist and hips can fill the water drops, and shake them away in the violent trembling.

Yu Qin kissed his frowning brows, feeling the pain he endured for himself, the appearance of patience and depression.

I wanted to make him feel more pain, so that I deeply remembered all the feelings I gave him at this moment.

But...he couldn't bear to let him hurt.

Yu Qin kissed him on the cheek reassuringly, and was about to back away when Yan Yunhe opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"

"I used my internal force to force out the strength of the medicine." Yu Qin said.

Yan Yunhe immediately became anxious: "Why?"

Yu Qin: "You will be injured, and you may have limited mobility in the next few days."

Yan Yunhe turned over and pressed Yu Qin: "Even for two hours last time, it didn't make me inconvenient. Han Chu really underestimated me."

His eyes were warm and persistent, staring at Yu Qin closely.

He pressed Yu Qin's shoulders, not allowing anyone to act rashly, and suppressed Yu Qin almost forcefully.

Even though the pain made his body tense, but seeing Yu Qin's brow furrowed due to the strong stimulation, and his uncontrollable expression of patience gave birth to a sense of taboo pleasure.

It's as if he's defiled Yu Qin. Yu Qin should be holy and cold, and shouldn't be tainted with lust.

Unlike the last time, he was in a trance because he was trapped in the medicine, but this time he clearly saw how Yu Qin was sinking.

Yu Qin seemed to feel the scrutinizing gaze, he propped himself up, and put his arms around Yan Yunhe's waist.

Yan Yunhe grabbed Yu Qin's hair, found the other's lips, and kissed him fiercely, crushing all the movements that were about to be uncontrollable in the kiss.

Yu Qin clasped his shoulders with his hands from his back and pressed down hard.

It is not always easy to tame a fierce horse. You need to clamp the horse's body tightly with your legs, tighten your waist and abdomen, and feel the exhilaration of the violent bumps.

At the beginning, the thighs may be worn out, but then you can gradually adapt to the rhythm, and you will see the scenery you have never seen while galloping.

With the sound of silk cracking, the light-colored gauze bed curtain fell, covering this small world.

The bed curtain undulated like ocean waves, shaking in waves, non-stop for a moment, extremely entangled.

Yan Yunhe lifted the quilt and took a sharp breath. He was almost out of breath, and even the corners of his lips leaked a little body fluid, which was caused by his inability to close his lips when he lost his composure just now.

The ground dragon in the Hou's mansion was too prosperous, which made him feel hot, and after some nonsense, he was a little dizzy.

After finally breaking free, before he could take a few more breaths, Yu Qin, who had found him, kissed his lips and overwhelmed him again.

Song Wen outside the door, trembling with his hand stove in his hand, leaned against the porch and watched the snow start to fall again.

Adults may think that their own movements are lightly suppressed, but in fact they can be heard clearly.

He is a man who has not yet married, why should he listen to this here, Song Wen hugged himself tightly with a heart full of sorrow.

I don't know how long it took, someone called for water in the room, but it was not an adult's voice.

Song Wen's buttocks were numb, and he had already had water brought up.

After the servant brought the water in, he retreated tactfully. Song Wenwen wanted to stay, so he saw Yu Qin walking over in full clothes.

If it wasn't for the fact that her hair was still a little wet, some traces could be seen on her face, and she couldn't tell what she had done just now.

Song Wen looked into his eyes subconsciously, but before he could see clearly, Yu Qin turned sideways to block his gaze.

"The wound medicine has been prepared here, my lord, remember to use it." Song Wen thoughtfully didn't say who it was for.

If Yu Qin knew that the first time the adults cleaned, he was asked to stand by, and I don't know what kind of expression he would show.

Song Wen is sensible and caring, but Mr. Yan has no self-knowledge.

When Yu Qin returned to the inner room, Yan Yunhe was lying on the bed, only the buttocks were covered by the quilt, and the upper part of the back was exposed. His long sweaty hair covered many marks, and he could faintly see fingerprints and hickeys, and his eyes were tired.

Hearing the movement outside, Yan Yunhe propped up his body, and as soon as he moved, his waist was involved, and he felt sore.

"Why don't you let Song Wen in?" Yan Yunhe asked.

Yu Qin came to help him, handed warm tea to his lips, told him to moisten his throat, and said, "Why did you ask him to come in."

Yan Yunhe was used to people, so naturally he didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "Song Wen is one of his own, so it doesn't matter if he finds out."

Yu Qin casually put the teacup aside: "You want him to help you take a bath?"

Yan Yunhe: "It will be more convenient if someone helps you."

Yu Qin narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Will he still give you medicine?"

Yan Yunhe looked at him in surprise: "How is it possible, of course he can't help with this kind of thing!"

Only then did Yu Qin ease his expression: "I'll help you."

What I couldn't do in the Yu Mansion last time, I went around and finished it in the Yan Mansion.

Yan Yunhe was uncomfortable at first, but later he tasted it, especially when Yu Qin helped him apply the medicine, it was really convenient for him to tease the beauty.

Just a few words can make Yu Qin feel very embarrassed, and because he has just done intimate things, he can't be restrained, so he can only endure Yan Yunhe's hands and feet, plus verbal teasing.

It was finally cleaned up, and the mattresses and curtains in the inner room had already been cleaned.

Yan Yunhe leaned on the pillow, and felt drowsy.

But he still insisted on holding Yu Qin's hand, for fear that Yu Qin would run away when his eyes were closed.

Yu Qin leaned against the bed, running his fingertips along the ends of his hair: "Go to sleep."

Yan Yunhe's eyes were closed tightly, but he still tried hard to say: "I know you will be very sad after seeing Ah Yin tonight, I dare not say that I can make you forget these things, but as long as it can make you relax, Enough."

He felt Yu Qin's hand pause in his hair, and it didn't take long for his breath to fall on the side of his face.

Yan Yunhe grasped Yu Qin's hand tightly: "Don't look for Your Majesty."

At least not now.

Yu Qin finally understood why Yan Yunhe would keep him, and even did not hesitate to use this method.

He was afraid that he would be impulsive, and also that Emperor Cheng Jing would be dissatisfied with him.

"Huaiyang."

With a low sound, accompanied by the withdrawn thoughts, he fell into Yan Yunhe's dream.

……

In the deep palace, Emperor Cheng Jing opened his eyes, and Eunuch Yan leaned into his ear and whispered a few words.

Emperor Cheng Jing stood up: "One or two, they are really impatient, let him come in."

The lights were brightly lit, Emperor Cheng Jing sat on the chair, looked down at the person kneeling in front of him, and without waiting for him to speak, he replied: "If it is for Yinniang's business, then there is no need to speak."

Yu Qin's expression was heavy: "She's Bai Yin, a minister's younger sister, not some kind of Yinniang, and she shouldn't be the marriage officer of the Imperial City Division!"

Emperor Cheng Jing felt the sharp anger on Yu Qin's body, but he was not moved at all: "This is her own choice."

Yu Qin raised his head abruptly, and Emperor Cheng Jing said coldly, "Just like you."

As soon as these words came out, the room was silent.

Emperor Cheng Jing slowly leaned back on the chair: "I saved her because of your grandfather's face, and it is also his last confession."

They all knew that he in Emperor Cheng Jing's words was Prince Youyi.

"It's you. I gave you a choice at the beginning. If you want to avoid disaster, I will arrange for you to stay away from the capital and live your life safely. You don't want to." Emperor Cheng Jing said.

"Your Majesty shouldn't have allowed Ah Yin to mess around like this." Yu Qin suppressed.

Emperor Cheng Jing propped his face to the side, playing loosely with the piccolo in his hand, it was a utensil for calling birds, engraved with the word Yinniang.

"How can it be nonsense, she is just like you, hatred will only make her live better. If she is still Bai Yin, I'm afraid she won't live today."

Holding the piccolo, Emperor Cheng Jing leaned forward: "You killed that Dali Sizheng, don't you know how Bai Yin died?"

"I thought you knew everything." Emperor Cheng Jing said slowly.

Murder is heartbreaking, but that's it.

Bai Yin was being taken to the boat by the Dali Temple, drinking and having fun with a group of officials' children.

No one knew what happened on the boat, only that Bai Yin set fire to the boat and committed suicide by jumping into the river.

Emperor Cheng Jing: "If you regret it, I still say that, you can leave at any time. From now on, everyone and things in the capital have nothing to do with you."

Yu Qin's complexion changed suddenly, and it took him a while to get up stiffly, turn around and leave.

Emperor Cheng Jing didn't care about his disrespect, but waited for Eunuch Yan to come in before asking: "Is she awake?"

Eunuch Yan bowed his head and said: "After drinking the soothing soup, I have already slept in the side hall."

Emperor Cheng Jing said softly: "There is no need to take her with you during the winter hunting, let her go back to Yunzhou."

Eunuch Yan paused, looking at Emperor Cheng Jing hesitantly.

Emperor Cheng Jing frowned and said: "If you are not skilled in martial arts, carrying it around will only get in the way."

Eunuch Yan answered softly.

Emperor Cheng Jing put the piccolo into the hands of Eunuch Yan and stood up.It was almost time to go to court, and he saw that Eunuch Yan was still holding the piccolo, as if he didn't know what to do with it, so he said, "Give it back to her."

Eunuch Yan: "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Cheng Jing sneered and said: "Since ancient times, there have only been canaries that have been kept in captivity. Have you ever seen an old raven that is willing to be locked in a cage?"

Eunuch Yan looked at him helplessly: "If Your Majesty wants it, what's the difference between a canary and an old raven?"

Emperor Cheng Jing: "It can be the same if I can save the life with my own hands and take care of it."

Eunuch Yan looked at the profile of Emperor Cheng Jing, and he could vaguely see the shadow of Prince Youyi on his face.

He smiled reminiscently and bowed his head deeply: "Your Majesty is right."