After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

It has been a long time since no one dared to move around outside Zhaohua City.

Yan Huaiyin and Emperor Chengde confronted each other here for a few months, and the scope of the Heyu Army's control became wider and wider. The small tea stalls that were originally set up outside the gate of Chaohua City gradually ran to Yan Huaiyin's side.

I heard that the Crane Feather Army doesn't kill people.

Not killing people is not killing people, but no one came to patronize.Li Xiong hadn't been to the guest's tea shop for seven or eight days, and finally welcomed a guest this morning.

Now it was getting closer to spring, but it was bitingly cold early in the morning. The man was wearing only a spring shirt, came out of the mist, and entered his tea shop with a sword in his hand.

He was too good-looking, and the morning mist fell on him appropriately, diluting the beauty between the eyebrows, and the whiteness was like pear petals soaked in mist.

Li Xiong was stunned for a moment, but when he saw his dark eyes, he immediately came back to his senses.There was no emotion in those eyes, but they seemed oppressive, Li Xiong didn't dare to look closely.

Yan Huaiyin put the sword on the corner of the table and asked Li Xiong, "Is there any wine?"

Li Xiong lowered his head, all he could see was his hair hanging down his waist, his hair like a crow's feather.The tail of the hair was shaking slightly, Li Xiong stared at it and hurriedly said: "There is wine, guest officer, wait a moment."

Yan Huaiyin nodded: "I want a small altar."

He sat down and waited, and after a while, Li Xiong brought the wine.Yan Huaiyin didn't let him wait by the side, so Li Xiong squatted not far away, peeking at his back from time to time, thinking in his heart: If it weren't for this beautiful person, drinking would be pleasing to the eye.

Yan Huaiyin didn't use a bowl, the wine wasn't very good, but it wasn't bad, but it was a bit choking, so he took a sip from the jar, letting the choking wine overflow in his mouthpiece.

Chaohua City was not far away within five miles, Yan Huaiyin raised his eyes and looked in its direction quietly.

He was thinking about the way to Nanyang Hou Mansion after entering the city, but he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes behind him.

Yan Huaiyin didn't care at all, he didn't even look at it, let the sound of horse's hooves sound, he stretched out his hand to draw a route on the corner of the table, but suddenly heard a sound.

He had heard that voice countless times, but now it sounded like a hallucination, Yan Huaiyin's eyes widened, he wanted to turn around to look, but he couldn't even move for a moment, he just stood there blankly.

But Li Xiong looked at the man who came down from the horse, and couldn't help but took a step back, and greeted fearfully: "Guest officer..."

Jiang Lian's eyes have been glued to Yan Huaiyin's back since he was able to see it. He only glanced at Li Xiong when he heard Li Xiong's greeting. He reached out and put two gold leaves on the table: "Is it enough to cover this place? I will cover it." In the morning, you don’t need to wait on me, just go out, and don’t let other people in.”

Li Xiong stared at Jin Yezi dumbfounded, not to mention one morning, ten mornings is enough, he stammered: "Be objective, I still have guests here..."

He was referring to Yan Huaiyin, Jiang Lian said, "That's my wife."

He didn't want to talk to him: "Go out if you have nothing to do."

Li Xiong held the gold leaf and backed away in a daze.

When there was no one around, Jiang Lian looked at Yan Huaiyin's back and walked up to him.

Yan Huaiyin remained motionless, Jiang Lian knelt down on one knee in front of Yan Huaiyin, looking at the wine with his arms around the jug.

"Why doesn't drinking make people warm?" Jiang Lian asked in a low voice, he reached out to touch Yan Huaiyin's hand, it was really cold, "With so little clothes, drinking cold wine will make your stomach feel uncomfortable."

But before that hand was held in his palm, he withdrew it.

Yan Huaiyin pressed his fingertips firmly against the wine jar, instead of looking at Jiang Lian, he thought for a while, turned his back to Jiang Lian, leaving only his back.

Jiang Lian reached out to support his back. Under his palm, the person in the soft spring shirt trembled slightly, but he didn't escape.

Only then did Jiang Lian dare to turn to face Yan Huaiyin.

He didn't stand up, just squatted and rubbed over step by step, his legs were long and big, it seemed a bit funny to rub past like this, like a big dog sidling up to Yan Huaiyin's side.

Yan Huaiyin watched him appear in his line of sight little by little, all the way to the center of his line of sight.

Jiang Lian faced him, he knelt on one knee, slightly lower than Yan Huaiyin, raised his eyes slightly to look at him, touched Yan Huaiyin's hand tentatively again, and said in a low voice: "The wine jar is cold, you want to be angry and pinch me Out of breath, my hands are hot."

He put his hand on the back of Yan Huaiyin's hand, his fingertips rested on the wrist bone, and he could cover Yan Huaiyin's whole hand in his palm.

Yan Huaiyin pretended not to hear what he said, but still pulled out her hand. Jiang Lian didn't let him go this time, holding his hand in his palm with a bit of force.

Yan Huaiyin didn't speak, Jiang Lian raised his eyes to look at him, he looked at his tightly pursed lips, and also saw the lustrous light in his eyes.

Why did she lose so much weight? Jiang Lian was startled.

Looking at the letter, he felt as if his heart was pierced by a knife, and he chased after him regardless of anything. Fortunately, there was only one way for them to go to Chaohua City, so he could see Yan Huaiyin here.

Jiang Lian was thinking about what to say when he saw him all the way, but now seeing Yan Huaiyin's appearance, he couldn't say anything.

He deserves to be the one who dragged him into a taste of love, and tried every step of the way to get Yan Huaiyin used to him relying on him, but then left him alone.

Jiang Lian stroked his wrist, wanting to apologize, when Yan Huaiyin asked him a word.

That sentence was too light, and Yan Huaiyin said it quickly, Jiang Lian reacted a bit before he understood what he was asking.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and stretched out his hand to caress Yan Huaiyin's cheek.

Yan Huaiyin pressed her cheek against his palm, but she didn't see his answer, so she asked again: "Are you injured?"

"Jiang Lian," he closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and asked very lightly, "Are you injured?"

Jiang Lian hid in the sweltering cellar for five days and five nights, and the pain he felt when the wound festered was never so uncomfortable.

"I was injured," Jiang Lian said in a hoarse voice, "I thought about coming back to see you, so I made it through."

He pressed Yan Huaiyin's eyes with his thumb: "Why are you so skinny?"

On the way Jiang Lian came, he didn't have time to change his clothes, and the wound on his arm, shoulder and neck could be seen at a glance. Hearing what he said, Yan Huaiyin put down the wine jar and lowered his head to look at his wound.

He pressed it lightly, but saw no blood oozing out, and saw that the wound had begun to heal, so he withdrew his hand.

After reading this, Yan Huaiyin bent down slightly, put her arms around his broad shoulders and neck, and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Lian caught him, and let his hair splash all over him, he heard Yan Huaiyin whisper in his ear, "I hugged you."

"When I come back, I want to hug you then."

Jiang Lian's hand on his back trembled, Yan Huaiyin pressed against his neck, turned his head slightly, and bit Jiang Lian's chin.

It's him.

His lips moved from Jiang Lian's chin to his lips, rubbing them slightly, and the next moment, the man was pinned on the back of the neck, taking the initiative away.

Jiang Lian ran all the way, his body was covered with wind dust, the man's sweat mixed with the smell of blood tightly surrounded Yan Huaiyin, trapping him firmly in his hot chest.

But Yan Huaiyin is clean.

He was soaked in the morning for so long, clean and clear like unmelted dewdrops, his cool and soft lips were held by Jiang Lian, and he put them between his lips and tongue, covering his whole body with heat.

He was so vicious, Yan Huaiyin couldn't bear it, grabbed his clothes to beg for mercy, but Jiang Lian pressed his back even deeper into his arms, and then he smelled all of him, like a beast swearing its sovereignty.

I don't know when Yan Huaiyin was hugged by Jiang Lian on the chair when he was kissed, but when he realized it, he was already supported firmly by Jiang Lian and knelt in his arms.

The posture of bowing his head changed to raising his neck, and Jiang Lian knelt on one knee, holding him tightly in his arms, begging him without restraint.Looking from a distance, all he could see was his snow-white wrist resting on Jiang Lian's shoulder and neck, and the black hair hanging on Jiang Lian's arm.

The corners of Yan Huaiyin's eyes turned red from his rubbing, and she was finally let go for a moment. Before she could take a breath, Jiang Lian pinched her chin and kissed her again.

Jiang held back to the end, not even letting go of the water on his lips, and licked it off with his tongue.

Yan Huaiyin bit the hand on his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I hate you."

Jiang Lian curled her fingers and let him bite, staring at his lips: "I love you."

"I love you," he pulled her into his arms, lowered his head to look at Yan Huaiyin, his light-colored pupils looked at him unblinkingly: "I can live because I love you."

Yan Huaiyin trembled at what he said.

Jiang Lian went to kiss him on the cheek, screaming loudly, thinking of what to call, and saying some love words to Yan Huaiyin.Also, between the two of them, when he called Yan Huaiyin's messy words, every little bit made Yan Huaiyin's ears turn red.

He turned into a peach blossom dripping with dew in Jiang Lian's arms.

Yan Huaiyin was revived by his heat, and only then did he truly realize that Jiang Lian was not dead. His eyes were red, and he went to see Jiang Lian: "I thought you were dead."

"The way you wrote your letter," he whispered, "I thought you were dead."

"Jiang Lian, you can't be such a rascal." Yan Huaiyin bit his neck, and the two rubbed their ears together, "If you want to kill me, just say it, you can't be such a rascal."

He just wanted Jiang Lian to feel guilty: "You are killing me by doing this."

Jiang Lian held his cheek in his palm, rubbed the tip of his nose against his, and assured him: "It won't happen, not next time."

Yan Huaiyin looked at him without speaking.

Jiang Lian couldn't bear the look in his eyes, he opened his mouth to say something more, when Yan Huaiyin raised his neck and touched his lips with his lips.

"You and I are husband and wife, we are close relatives, everything should be discussed between husband and wife, we can't hide from each other in the name of your own good." Yan Huaiyin hugged him again, her voice was soft, "No matter how difficult the road is, we must go together Let's go, even if we die, we will die together, this is called husband and wife."

"You don't need to coax me," Yan Huaiyin followed his example, kissing Jiang Lian's eyes, "Just live by my side."

Jiang Lian felt the soft touch on his eyes, and felt that Yan Huaiyin let him die at this very moment, and he was satisfied.

He cherished Yan Huaiyin's finger and kissed: "Okay."

Yan Huaiyin just laughed, he was so happy that Jiang Lian came back, so he buried himself in his neck and smelled it, and leaned back slightly: "It stinks, how many days have you not bathed?"

Jiang Lian didn't let him hide, went to kiss him, he grabbed Yan Huaiyin's wrist, kissed his wrist, then rubbed his soft earlobe: "I don't remember, you want to smell it again?"

His kiss came in a hurry, Yan Huaiyin had already fallen into the jaws of a tiger, and it was too late to hide, so he kissed him a few more times, and said disgustedly: "It still doesn't smell good."

Jiang Lian just laughed, he was supporting Yan Huaiyin's waist with one hand, but now he went down again, rubbing a place and pinching it.

The place was plump, Jiang Lian kissed the tip of his nose, his voice was so low that there was something inexplicable: "Then you wash it for me?"

Yan Huaiyin was stunned for a moment before he realized what he had just done, and the red tide rushed to his face in an instant: "Get out!"

He was thin-skinned, Jiang Lian didn't tease him anymore, but the hand felt so good, he couldn't help kneading it, and said with a smile, "We're going to the city today, and I've prepared a surprise for you."

Yan Huaiyin pulled his hands off her body, stood up and squinted at him: "What surprise?"

"You'll know as soon as you enter the city," Jiang Lian followed him and stood up, wiping the water off his lips, "Right now."

He put his hand in front of Yan Huaiyin: "Do you believe me?"

Yan Huaiyin looked at it, and put her hand in his palm.

Jiang Lian pulled him, and the two walked out of the tea shop together, Yan Huaiyin raised his eyes, and saw the silver armor of the Crane Feather Army.

Next to the tide-like armor is Jin Yiwei's flying fish suit, and on the other side, Dongchang's iron wristbands reflect the light in the sun.

Yan Xiuqing, Huo Yunping, Sun Chu, Liu Shangqing and Qi Yu stood at the front.After seeing Yan Huaiyin and Jiang Lian, they did not exchange greetings, but bowed silently.

Yan Huaiyin immediately understood what Jiang Lian meant.

At this moment, his shoulders were covered with hands, and Jiang Lian stood behind him, pushing him slightly forward.

He stood behind Yan Huaiyin and watched him standing in the center, becoming the one that everyone focused on.

Thousands of people are watching in front of him, and behind him is an iron wall that belongs only to him.

Yan Huaiyin didn't say much, he bent down and saluted.

The voice was not loud, but firm: "Everyone, follow me into the city."