Three poisons

Probably because he realized that he would never be able to fight Ji Lianyue, who grew up among women, in terms of lip service. After the next meal, Huo Xian's side was completely silent, and he could barely hear his breathing.

After eating and being served to wash his hands and mouth, Huo Xian felt that it was time for the play to end, so he stood up and wanted to go out again.

Ji Lianyue was scratching the edge of the tea bowl with downcast eyes, her face trembling: "Where are you going?"

Huo Xian's face tensed up, and he glanced at him indifferently, his eyes couldn't be more clear: I still need to report to you where I am going, do I really think I have a face?

"Gui Ning tomorrow." Ji Lianyue reminded, "Don't run around early in the morning, follow me into the palace."

Huo Xian discovered that Ji Lianyue only used "my king" when he had something serious to say to him. In other words, from now on, whenever he started a sentence with "I", he didn't have to listen to a single word— —

Huo Xian is very satisfied with his new summary.

"You are not a woman."

"I carried the palanquin into your concubine's mansion according to the princess's descending ceremony. Why, do you want to accept the dowry?"

"..."

Don't listen, don't listen.

"Are you afraid that I will sue my father, saying that you had sex in the wedding night in your bridal chamber, and I would turn my face and deny anyone when I woke up the next day..."

"Ji Lianyue!"

"What are you yelling at? You can hear it at a normal volume." Ji Lianyue put down the tea bowl, "Don't be guilty, I won't say a single word to my father and mother. Master is a scoundrel, is it an honor to say it?"

Since Ji Lianyue himself doesn't care about being treated like a woman, what else can he say?

Huo Xian flicked his robe, agreed, but with a cold face: "You can go as soon as you want, but you won't stay overnight. I have an appointment in the afternoon."

"Oh, Gu Yang, right?"

Huo Xianduo glanced at Ji Lianyue, as if he was a little surprised that this person even knew his social life——

Ji Lianyue smiled. Of course, he didn't like Huo Xian just because he was good-looking. Before he wanted to marry, he investigated Huo Xian's background. However, he is very famous in the Yuxu sect. After leaving the school, he went down the mountain and wandered the world for a while. I heard that there is hope for being a martial arts leader with that little ability...

It's just that since a long time ago, the Yuxu Sect has made an appointment with the Holy Ancestor Emperor, and each generation of Yuxu Sect disciples will definitely send more than two to the court as officials to serve the court.

Huo Xian is one, Gu Yang is another.

It is not accurate to say that Huo Xian has no influence in the court. Gu Yang, who was packed by his father and sent to the Yuxu sect when he was a child, is his junior, and now he is the deputy envoy of Jinyiwei——

Jinyiwei is an organization that has only been activated in recent years. It is a product of suppressing the Second East and West Factory. The emperor's personal guard has given a lot of power since the first emperor.

Seriously speaking, apart from Lu Feng, the Commander of Jin Yiwei, who was able to control Gu Yang, this fellow was also considered to be extremely powerful, walking sideways in the capital.

"I see," Ji Lianyue nodded, stood up, went to the couch, took a bamboo basket with female red materials and rummaged in it, and said without raising her head, "Go, Gu Yang will support you, and your life will be easier in the future... Why don't you look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha."

Ji Lianyue just said it casually, but Huo Xian's expression was very ugly——

I think Gu Yang was barely above average in the Yuxu sect back then, and he used to call his senior brother after him too much. When did he need his support instead?

The more he thought about it, the more awkward he became, but he felt that he shouldn't be so arrogant. After all, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and he couldn't help denying this situation.

But when Ji Lianyue said it, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Huo Xian stood still, wondering if he should talk to Ji Lianyue, an ignorant aristocrat in the palace, about his strength and status in the world, but he saw him walking over holding two pieces of cloth——

"Raise your hand, let me see if the sleeves fit well..."

The man came rustlingly, Huo Xian frowned more and more, at this time Ji Lianyue had already arrived beside him, and the faint smell of rose balm came from his body, Huo Xian raised his eyelids, and saw again The bed in the distance.

I accidentally thought of the absurdity of the wedding day.

Pushing away without any trace, the person behind him mumbled "don't move" and moved up. When he leaned up with the cloth with his fingertips, Huo Xian felt that the temperature of his fingertips seemed to be attached to the cloth through the cloth. come up.

So his shoulders shook, and he raised his hand to clasp his wrist.

Ji Lianyue was caught by him, the rag in his hand fell off, he raised his head inexplicably, and seeing the resistance in the man's eyes, he suddenly understood what was going on: he just didn't want to touch him.

It's fine to bicker on weekdays, but such subconscious actions are hurting people silently.

Ji Lianyue hoped that Huo Xian didn't understand this, otherwise he would use it frequently in the future.

But unable to hold back the pain in his heart, he bent down and picked up the undershirt material that had been sewn for half a day on the ground that afternoon. It was actually not dirty, but was thrown into the charcoal basin next to him by Ji Lianyue: "Don't forget it."

Huo Xian glanced at the silk that was gradually being swallowed by the brazier, and realized that it was the inner coat that Ji Lianyue made for himself. He always cherished things, so he couldn't help but look at Ji Lianyue again——

Ji Lianyue picked up the curtain and walked inside.

I took the other sleeve and burned it too.

Huo Xian stood still, and at this moment saw Ji Lianyue raised his head and smiled at himself: "If you don't like the color, I'll change it to another."

Those beautiful eyes reflected a beautiful firelight, not angry, as if they were still relaxed...

Huo Xian discovered that this person's emotions were not necessarily so superficial, at least a second ago, he thought he would be furious.

Huo Xian didn't know what to say, he was noncommittal but he didn't want to stay in this suffocating environment any longer, so he answered vaguely and turned around to leave the door.

I still slept in the side yard that night, but I got used to it this time.

……

On the second day, the two met in the front yard before dawn. As usual, Ji Lianyue was dressed in a gorgeous court attire, with fiery red lips and a slender waist. Like a cute little girl.

Huo Xian glanced at him, frowned, thinking that he should be more cautious in wearing the prince's official court clothes.

Ji Lianyue would have misunderstood him, and raised her hand to support the golden luan opera pearl hairpin on her head: "It's not suitable?...I said that this hairpin is too exaggerated to match this hairstyle! You still don't believe it!"

Turning around, he went to the female officials and maidservants who were dressed up as throwing pots.

"..." Huo Xian was speechless for a moment, "No, let's go."

This was the entire conversation between the two of them in the morning. Huo Xian stepped into the carriage and sat in. Ji Lianyue stood under the carriage and raised his hand for a long time, but he didn't see him to help her. His hands were tired, and there was no movement inside... …Pouting her lips, she held the side of the car door with one hand, lifted her skirt and jumped up neatly.

With the chill before sunrise, he sat next to Huo Xian heavily.

The carriage rattled into the palace.

……

Emperor Guanyue went down to meet the two people in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and asked them as usual if they were still in harmony, and if there was any quarrel, and everyone sat relatively silent.

After all, you can see a fart in two or three days.

Fortunately, Ji Lianyue became impatient after sitting for a while, so she stood up and clamored to go to the Buddhist hall to find her mother and concubine. Emperor Guanyue waved his son away and left Huo Xian alone to talk about business——

After all, he was sent by Yuxu, and Emperor Guanyue was also polite to Huo Xian, but Ji Lianyue felt that Huo Xian was a cowardly young man who took every step of the way and needed others to take care of him everywhere.

Here.

Ji Lianyue found Concubine Chen who was copying scriptures in the Buddhist hall.

Concubine Chen's mother's surname is Qin, and she is full of military generals. Her grandfather was a fierce general of the Second Dynasty. Now she is [-] and still leads [-] cavalry to guard the northern border, preventing the invasion of dozens of tribes such as the Turtle Barbarians and Maotan tribes in the north. The name "One man guards the gate, ten thousand men cannot open it" is an unbreakable city wall on the northern border...

Speaking of which, if Concubine Chen hadn't entered the palace to marry the emperor who was still a prince, now Ji Lianyue's outstanding appearance would probably be one of the eagles and dogs.

Concubine Chen grew up on the back of a pony. After entering the palace, she was still cheerful and pungent, and was deeply loved by Emperor Guanyue. Therefore, the thing that reversed the gender of her son was not as shocking as other people did.

Such a character was eaten to death by Ji Lianyue.

After the age of ten, when Fan Ji Lianyue rubbed against her, neither of them could get out of the puzzle that Ji Lianyue was a little princess. At this moment, he put his head on Concubine Chen's knee and let out a soft cry "Mother", Concubine Chen put down her pen and poked his forehead: "It's called 'Mother Concubine', it's getting more and more unruly!"

"I'm all married, isn't there less of a cry of 'mother'?" Ji Lianyue sat up in a "huh" and pouted unhappily, "The married ones, the splashed water, now You have to draw a line with me!"

Ji Lianyue is best at rolling around. The concubine Chen, the child she taught, knows it herself, so she doesn't argue with him, she just pulls him to talk about his parents, and tells him to be more patient with Huo Xian.

Regarding what Concubine Chen said, Ji Lianyue rolled her eyes disapprovingly, couldn't he tolerate Huo Xian enough, otherwise last night he would have used the sleeves that he had spent all afternoon to strangle him around his neck and send him home.

Concubine Chen pulled him to talk about how husband and wife get along.

As I was talking, the topic changed, and I asked them if they had consummated their marriage.

Ji Lianyue almost spit out a sip of tea, looked back at the golden Buddha statue in the Buddhist hall behind him, and signaled to him, the young Buddha Lord, can we talk about health?

Concubine Chen didn't think there was anything unhealthy about it. Tibetan Buddhism is still the Buddha of Huanxi. She asked Ji Lianyue, but Ji Lianyue was no match for her. .”

"It's gone?"

"No."

Concubine Chen poked his head with her hand, hating iron for being weak.

Ji Lianyue was hurt by his poking: "It was not bad once, what are you doing—"

"When an ordinary man just gets married, he can't wait to die on the bed with his delicate bride in his arms. It doesn't look like you... Are you not good-looking or not delicate enough, and you are content with sleeping in the side yard with your son-in-law! What's the matter, prepare Just live in such a muddle-headed way? Can your relationship still be good?"

"A steady flow of water—"

"What's the matter!" Concubine Chen interrupted him, "For many years, the son-in-law has gone outside to pay the public rations!"

"Oh my mother," Ji Lianyue blushed from being poked, "Aren't you getting into the drama too much? I'm still a man anyway, even if he gives me all the public rations, I can't afford it." Come out with an egg... I can't make Huo Xianyou the best?!"

He actually thought about this quite clearly, at worst, he would turn on any of the female officials around him in the future, let Huo Xian take a concubine, give birth to a child and bring him over, and it would be over—

"Are you crazy!" Concubine Chen was about to call herself a silly child, and she was so angry, "There is no one who pushes her husband out, if you don't like him, you have to marry him if you made a fuss and made a princess's ceremony—— "

"...If I plan to make Huo Xian the best, he will hate me even more!" Ji Lianyue said, "He still regrets the time in the bridal chamber! Or should I drug him?"

Concubine Chen directly reached out to beat him.

Ji Lianyue received two slaps on the arm, "Ai Ai" screamed and hid: "I can't drag someone to bed by force, and my son can't beat him..."

It's embarrassing to say this.

As soon as Concubine Chen heard this, she thought of the suffering that Ji Lianyue had been forced to suffer all these years, her eyes turned red and she began to cry: "Let the son-in-law teach you how to ride and shoot someday, and make up for what you haven't learned all these years, so as to improve the relationship between husband and wife." emotion……"

"No." Ji Lianyue frowned, "The horse stinks."

A son-in-law's face can smell worse than a horse's.

As soon as the words fell, he was slapped again on the arm.

Ji Lianyue chatted with Concubine Chen for a while, and at noon, someone outside informed him, so he left and went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to find Huo Xian and planned to go back together.

……

Ji Lianyue arrived outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, just as the red drums were beating on the terrace, and the Jin Yiwei changed jobs.

Gu Yang was dressed in a flying fish suit, embroidered with spring knives, and stood tall and straight outside the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. He saw Ji Lianyue smiling brightly like a pug at him from a distance, and Ji Lianyue also smiled at him.

"What are you laughing at? You just played the drums, and the change of job hasn't arrived yet. What do you say with a hippie smile?"

From under the shadow of the eaves came a voice with little ups and downs. A tall figure who was more than eight feet tall, also wearing a flying fish suit, and wearing an embroidered spring knife came out. The man and Gu Yang looked at each other with deep and serious eyes. It's the eggplant that has been frosted. Let it go down.

"Brother Feng, my dear brother." Gu Yang muttered and complained, "You save me some face in front of Ji Lianyue, but later on he laughed at me with our Yue'e, as a brother..."

No face at all.

Before Gu Yang could speak, he was lifted out of the post by Lu Feng's shoulders pinched by three fingers. The latter stood on the post calmly and became a statue that is inaccessible to all ghosts.

It's easier to use than Zhong Kui's stickers.

"I earn all the face myself." Lu Feng said lightly.

Gu Yang didn't dare to speak anymore.

Ji Lianyue had already walked over, instead of looking at Gu Yang, she looked at Lu Feng first, her moist eyes glanced at the coffin's face, and the eyeballs rolled around: "Hey, Commander Lu."

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… The dog barks.

He got into a quarrel with Gu Yue'e and other noble ladies in Beijing, and what he liked most was to provoke the Commander, but instead of singing "Eighteen Touches", he threw a handkerchief, a sachet, or a love letter at him.

The love letters written by Ji Lianyue to Lu Feng can be combined into a book of love poems.

At this moment Ji Lianyue walked in, Lu Feng glanced at him, and his eyes moved back to their original positions.

After receiving this indescribable glance, Ji Lianyue was already hanging on Gu Yang's shoulder and trembling with laughter.

Gu Yang patted his waist: "Stop laughing, brother Feng is not in a good mood these days...don't drag me down."

Ji Lianyue ignored him.Just laugh at yourself.

Here, Huo Xian heard the movement outside, and Ji Lianyue's goosebump laugh was the most prominent. He bid farewell to Emperor Guanyue and opened the door to go out. He saw Ji Lianyue who was sticking with Gu Yang at a glance. .

When they saw the door opened, another handsome coffin face appeared behind the door, they both froze for a moment. At that time, Gu Yang's hand was still on Ji Lianyue's waist.

Huo Xian glanced calmly and frowned slightly.

Let go quickly.

He has nothing to dislike, after all, this man can do everything he can to force his son-in-law, talking about etiquette, justice and shame with him is probably not playing the piano with a cow.