Earthly Blue Yanlu

After the hangover, he felt uncomfortable and had a splitting headache. Mo Linglang still closed his eyes, frowned slightly, stretched out his hands to press his temples, groaned softly, and moved his body slightly. Looking at the golden ceiling depicting auspicious birds and flowers, Ling Lang froze for a moment.

Feeling a strange breath sounding beside him, Mo Linglang felt a bad premonition in his heart, turned his head in fear, and saw a man with disheveled hair sleeping soundly with his back facing him.

A chill hit his whole body, Mo Linglang couldn't help but tremble all over, and tremblingly opened the brocade quilt, Mo Linglang froze for a moment, he was naked, completely naked, mottled with blue and purple marks Body, weird and enchanting.There were bursts of soreness in his body, especially the faint pain in the secret place, which made him lose all his thoughts in an instant.

how so?Mo Linglang's clear eyes were covered with mist, he bit his white lower lip tightly, looking at the glaring white thing on the bed, his heart ached endlessly.

Mo Linglang knew that something bad must have happened, of course he would not have imagined that Ye Mianxi had completely defiled him.Mo Linglang grew up in the Luoyu Valley since he was a child, and he has never set foot in the mundane world, let alone the matter of bed curtains, so he doesn't know how powerful it is, but he still feels ashamed.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he performed the magic spell, put on his clothes at an unprecedented speed, and looked at the body on the bed with his back facing him. He really wanted to straighten his body, brush his hair away, and look at him Which one is it, but he is afraid in his heart, how can he face him?His mind was suddenly in a mess, and because of the unbearable shame, he didn't even have the courage to take a look, turned around in grief and indignation, disappeared, and fled.

Ye Mianxi took a heavy breath, turned over, but felt the emptiness around him, opened his eyes involuntarily, but was taken aback, got up, put on some clothes, got out of bed, combed his black hair casually, and called out : "Copper Le"

There were a few footsteps outside the door, Tong Le pushed open the door and walked in, glanced at Ye Mianxi with a lazy expression, and said respectfully: "My lord, what are your orders?"

"What about others?"

Tong Le was taken aback, and asked: "Who is it?" He suddenly remembered the beautiful young man yesterday, but at this moment he had disappeared. He was slightly startled, and added: "I have been guarding the door all this time, and I have never seen him come from here." Come out of the dormitory"

"Didn't go out?" Ye Mi was surprised, thought for a while, and asked, "Are you sure you've been outside the door? Didn't you see him leave?"

"The subordinates are very sure!"

Ye Mianxi was confused, looked at Tong Le in confusion, and slowly said: "He's not in the room, I woke up and found he was gone." Could it be that he had a dream?But there is still an elegant fragrance of pear blossom left on his body, as well as the evidence of love left on the bed and the green cloth package on the table, all of which prove the existence of that boy.

How did he leave and where would he go?Ye Mianxi caressed his pointed and greasy chin with his slender and clean fingers, and thought to himself: I didn't have time to take the things away, did you scare him?There was an unknown smile on his lips, he seemed very interested in this boy who would escape mysteriously.

Beiyuan National Day was born in the spring of the 17th year, in March.

After a night of spring rain, the sky is as clear as a mirror, and there is still some obvious dampness in the air. The wind blows across the cheeks, leaving bursts of refreshment. The sun shines brightly through the thin clouds and scatters on the ground, making it very warm. People are intoxicated.

But Mo Linglang didn't have the heart to appreciate these, his heart sank early and he didn't know where he went.

In front of the Beiyuan Kingdom's imperial palace, there is a nine-foot-wide river. I don't know where its source is, and I don't know where it flows. The name of the bridge also has a touch of ink and wash, called Shang Bridge.

Mo Linglang stood in the middle of the Shang Bridge, leaning on the bridge railing with a carved lion's head, looking down at the slowly flowing Shang water under the bridge, feeling very bitter in his heart.

Why did you run away by yourself?Mo Linglang looked at the majestic river below the bridge motionlessly, and lost his mind in silence. The wind blew his jet-black hair and brushed his face messily.He felt that since he came out of Luoyu Valley, he seemed to have lost his soul, and he didn't think much about doing anything.Looking at the smooth flowing river in front of him, he thought that he might wake up after jumping in and taking a bath.

The scene in front of him was like flying backwards, and he thought of every day and night in Luoyu Valley. Although those who stayed there seemed to be imprisoned, but after all, his entire childhood was stored there, and he thought of his miserable childhood. He couldn't help sighing, he remembered that when his father died, he smiled slightly, looked at him with light and sad eyes, and calmly told the funeral: "You don't need to trouble yourself, just dig a hole I'll just bury it casually." After thinking for a while, he said, "Dig that hole bigger and deeper, don't let the wild beast pull me out and eat me, then I will die without knowing the purpose, and if you want to I’m sorry, I’m sure I’ll be sad if I don’t see any bones.” He tilted his head and pondered for a while, and added solemnly: “Ling Lang, when you grow up, you must respect your master, your master For you, what should be done and what should not be done has been done, it is really not easy for him.”

Mo Linglang felt that he was in a daze again today, and his heart sank a little more thinking about these things, he turned over while holding the lion head on the railing, and fell down.

Jackal Yu beat him so badly that he was in severe pain, and he never cared much about drinking. Every time he drank, Jackal Yu always touched his head with a smile and told him, "Drink as you want, just eat some porridge first. Otherwise, your stomach will hurt." Because Jackal Feather doesn't care much, Mo Linglang is quite bold in the drinking business, and Jackal Yu smiled and praised him, "You are in the drinking business, which was originally inherited from your mother. Darling." Only then did Mo Linglang know that his mother, whom he had never met, turned out to be a connoisseur of drinking.But every time he would get Lilou's eyes, and he would laugh at him indifferently, "You are only good at drinking, if you fight, you are also good at fighting like your mother, how much should your master worry about?"

Mo Linglang thought of this in panic, and a wave of coolness took his breath away.

On the Tribulus Mountain, green pines and cypresses, birches and locust trees are lush and vibrant hidden in a lingering mist, indistinctly, a piece of green glazed cornices is occasionally exposed among the green branches and green leaves.The layout of the house is extremely simple and elegant, with many flowering trees planted. Among them, a peach tree with jagged branches is in full bloom, like the sunset in the sky falling on the branches.