Picking up a greedy snake [Liao Zhai]

Lan Yuyan punched the red fox tumbler ruthlessly on the fat face, the tumbler fell down with a smile, and stood up again with a "swoosh".

Lan Yuyan's fists and feet smashed down one after another, leaving the tumbler without the slightest chance to breathe, and could only lie on the ground enduring his punches and kicks.

Just as he was playing heartily, a crisp voice came from behind: "Third Young Master, what are you doing?"

Lan Yuyan stopped moving instantly.He coughed lightly, straightened the somewhat messy hair band and skirt expressionlessly, turned around, and replied calmly, "Nothing."

"Hahaha, I saw it all," Huang Jiulang walked into the room, arranged the tumbler messed up by the blue jade smoke, and asked with a smile, "Who messed with you? Why are you so angry?"

Lan Yuyan shook the hem of her clothes, sat back on the chair, took a sip of tea leisurely, and changed the subject: "Where did you go just now, why did you take so long to come back?"

"This... um..." Huang Jiulang's face turned red "shua", and he hesitated to answer.

"Huh?" Lan Yuyan narrowed his eyes and looked him over from head to toe.

Huang Jiulang's clothes were a little messy, and the skin exposed at the cross collar was dotted with some purple spots, and a pair of raised fox eyes glanced around, full of guilty conscience.

Lan Yuyan stared at him for a long time, then showed a suddenly realized smile, and said leisurely: "You must have done something wrong, let me guess..."

Huang Jiulang blushed a little more, and shook his head like a rattle.

"You must have gone to steal other people's chickens again." Lan Yuyan's plump lips curled up, and her smile was a bit sinister. "Not only did you fail, but you were also pecked by other people's chickens!"

The blush on Huang Jiulang's face faded away. He raised his head and stared blankly at Lan Yuyan.

"Am I guessing right? Look at your guilty conscience, hahahaha." Lan Yuyan patted the table and laughed.

Huang Jiulang let out a breath, shook his head wearily, and said, "No. The third son, Binghun Xuepo, naturally couldn't guess what Jiulang did just now. Jiulang was afraid that he would tarnish the pure mind of the third son, so he didn't." Dare to tell you."

The smile on Lan Yuyan's face gradually disappeared, he slapped the table down with a "bang", and said slightly sullenly: "No! You have to tell me, what else can I not know?"

Huang Jiulang couldn't get entangled with him, so in desperation, he had no choice but to lie next to his ear and whispered softly: "I just went to sleep with someone!"

Lan Yuyan was stunned for a moment, looked at Huang Jiulang with a confused face, and asked, "Sleep? Then why are you not at home, but go outside to sleep?"

Huang Jiulang smiled, and said hesitantly, "That's a long story."

"I'm not too long, so hurry up and talk."

"A month ago, I sent my sick mother to my grandfather's house. On the way home, I met a scholar by the Qiongyu Lake."

"What kind of scholar?"

Huang Jiulang's eyes lit up, and he said, "His name is He Zixiao. He is dressed in white. He looks... Although he is not handsome and romantic, he looks gentle and elegant, and he speaks in a polite manner."

"Scholars like this are everywhere? What's so rare?"

"He invited me to sit in his study, and I went. Originally, I just drank and chatted with him, but after chatting for a while, he told me that I was so good-looking and wanted to sleep with me."

"I was very scruples at the beginning. How could we do that kind of thing together? I told my concerns, and he told me that he really liked me. I told him my mother For my illness, he also offered to ask the imperial physician Qi Yewang's Xiantian pill for me."

"Since then, I have been going to He Zixiao's study every day, and he will give me Xiantian Dan to cure my mother's illness. My mother's illness will be cured soon, but because I miss that person , still go to his study every day and do that kind of thing with him.”

"When I went to meet him today, I found a big bruise on He Lang's face, and a front tooth was missing in his mouth. I asked him if he was fighting with others, and he said he just fell. Alas, How can he be so careless, he can throw himself into this look..."

"Wait," Lan Yuyan interrupted with a wave of his hand, "What do you mean by 'sleep'?"

"Oh, it's the kind of thing that happens between husband and wife."

"Between husband and wife? How about you two men?"

Huang Jiulang was helpless, and leaned into Lan Yuyan's ear and described him softly.

Lan Yuyan's fair skin was getting redder and redder. After Huang Jiulang finished speaking, seeing Lan Yuyan's face was as red as a persimmon, he was stunned and asked, "The third son is sick? Why is his face so unusual?"

Lan Yuyan shook her head and took a sip of tea pretending to be calm.

Since the two men can also do that, then he and Gu Huai... Thinking of this, two streams of bright red blood flowed from Lan Yuyan's straight and perfect nose.

"Ah, third son, you are bleeding!" Huang Jiulang exclaimed, pulling out his handkerchief to wipe Lan Yuyan's nosebleed.

Lan Yuyan waved his paws away, took the handkerchief and wiped it under his nose, pressed his forehead, and said: "I'm a little dizzy, I want to rest."

After finishing speaking, he went straight into the inner room, and fell on Huang Jiulang's bed without hesitation, with his body in the shape of a "big".

Huang Jiulang looked at Lan Yuyan, who had a dove occupying the magpie's nest, with a headache, feeling extremely depressed.This person occupied his entire bed, where should he sleep tonight?

He rolled his eyeballs, and the tuft of hair on the top of his head shook in distress.How about going back to He Lang's study for another night?Thinking of this, Huang Jiulang blushed a little on his face.He glanced at the sapphire smoke on the bed, wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and tiptoed out of the house.

Lan Yuyan turned over, hugged the quilt tightly in her arms, and hugged her tightly.The beautiful almond eyes slowly opened, the eyes were misty with water vapor, and I don't know what to think.

He just lay on the bed, eyes open all night.

It was three poles in the sun, and Lan Yuyan reluctantly got up from the bed.Huang Jiulang hadn't come back yet. Looking at the empty thatched cottage, he felt a little bored, so he decided to go out for a walk.

Unknowingly, I came to Qiongyu Lake.Suddenly, he saw a bright red figure running out of a simple wooden house in a panic.Isn't that Huang Jiulang?It turned out that the fox disappeared overnight and came to this place.

Lan Yuyan quietly hid behind a big tree, observing the scene in front of her.

Huang Jiulang stood at the door and looked around, adjusted his messy clothes, then ran away in a panic.

Lan Yuyan was too lazy to think about Huang Jiulang's affairs, so she ignored him and continued to walk around Qiongyu Lake.

Walking around a corner, a figure crashed into his eyes from a distance, causing Lan Yuyan's heart to tremble suddenly.

The man was wearing a straight train with primrose-colored cloud patterns on a white background. He was tall and slender. He carried a roast chicken in each hand and was walking slowly towards the lake.It was Gu Huai who abandoned him not long ago.

Lan Yuyan jumped up a tree in a panic, and hid herself with the branches and leaves on the tree.

Gu Huai stopped in front of the reed field and looked at the green reed field, as if he was looking for something.A gust of wind blows, and the aroma of roast chicken drifts towards the sapphire smoke.Lan Yuyan stared straight at the roast chicken in Gu Huai's hands, and swallowed.

Gu Huai took a deep breath and shouted loudly, "Er Qing!"

Lan Yuyan slipped and almost fell off a branch.He quickly supported the tree trunk beside him and stood firm.

No one responded to Gu Huai's call, only clumps of reeds were blown by the wind.

Gu Huai lowered his head and smiled wryly.He sat on the ground, wrapped the roast chicken with lotus leaves, and gently placed it on the ground.

Then, as if he was talking to himself, he said softly: "I don't know if that guy will be hungry in the wild alone, and he won't come out even if he brings food... Oh, it's okay, it seems It fits well, so I'm relieved."

He was still a little slurred when he spoke, it seemed that the burn from Lan Yuyan's blood hadn't healed yet.

The tip of Sapphire's nose was sour, feeling distressed, sad and regretful.

Gu Huai sat there cross-legged, quietly looking into the distance, with a comfortable smile on his face.Lan Yuyan hid on the tree and looked at Gu Huai quietly, with a faint blush on her face.

At this time, a man in white came up behind Gu Huai.His footsteps were so light that Gu Huai didn't notice anyone behind him at all.The man had a malicious and wretched smile on his face, and he was holding a mallet in his hand.

A bad premonition rose in Lan Yuyan's heart, and she subconsciously shouted: "Gu Huai be careful!"

At the same time, the man in white swung the mallet in his hand and slammed it hard on Gu Huai's head.

Gu Huai's body froze for a moment, then he fell softly into the man's arms, the blood bubbling from the top of his head stained the man's white skirt red.

The man threw away the mallet in his hand, squeezed Gu Huai's cheek hard, bent down and wanted to hug him.

Suddenly, a green light flashed across and cut the man's arm, cutting off his entire arm.

"Ah!!" With a heart-piercing scream, blood spurted out from the severed arm.The man fell heavily to the ground, looking at his broken arm, shaking like a sieve, his eyes tearing open.

Lan Yuyan jumped down from the tree, looked coldly at the man in white, her face was frosty, her eyes were full of murderous intent.

The man in white opened his mouth wide and screamed, while looking at Lan Yuyan in horror, he backed up.

From the man's wide-open mouth, Lan Yuyan saw that he was missing a front tooth, and what Huang Jiulang said to him yesterday rang in his ears.

"He, Zi, Xiao." Lan Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at He Zixiao with contempt, and paused every word.

He Zixiao trembled all over. Seeing Lan Yuyan's increasingly vicious expression, he struggled to get up, clutching his broken arm, staggering to escape.

Lan Yuyan curled her lips into a smile, and said treacherously, "Go to hell."

As soon as the words fell, a long whip with a strange fragrance swung out, instantly cutting off half of He Zixiao's head who was running away.

He Zixiao's body fell down with a bang, spraying out a bunch of red, white and white things.

Lan Yuyan put away the whip and didn't care about He Zixiao anymore.He knelt down and hugged Gu Huai into his arms, his eyes were full of unresolved tenderness.He stretched out his hand to cover the bleeding wound on Gu Huai's head, leaned over and kissed his temple.

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