Mu Yiheng was stunned and did not move.
Lin Yunnuan frowned and his heart sank.
It's been two years.
Maybe he just wanted to remember the past by doing these things, and he may not still care about her.
"You" Mu Yiheng said, it was difficult to speak, and he could only squeeze out one word.
Lin Yunnuan raised his head and met a pair of eyes that shone with strange light.
I have never seen that human eyes can contain so many emotions.
Sad, compassionate, tangled, forbearing, and complicated.
Such bright eyes.
A young man who was once so bright and flying.
What he has experienced in the past two years is beyond imagination.
Lin Yunnuan sighed and turned her head away.
The unbearable sadness made her unable to face the man's expression, and her heart softened into a puddle of water.
Principles and stubbornness are all on the sidelines.
If she could, she would hug him and use the remaining warmth to illuminate his melancholy and complicated face.
But, he may not be willing I felt a pair of strong arms behind me, caressing me little by little.
Sliding across her waist, he slowly hugged her.
Lin Yunnuan heard a sour hiss in his throat.
He confirmed in her ear: "I didn't misunderstand, right?"
Lin Yunnuan closed his eyes blankly, not knowing what to say.
"Would it make you uncomfortable if I hold you and kiss you like this?"
Why are you asking such a question?
The blush has already climbed onto her cheeks, spread over her ears, and her neck is stained with a light pink.
"Then, can I stay?"
When he spoke like this, his breath was right next to her ears.
The man's masculine, warm, and gushing breath, the solid, generous, and powerful embrace behind him, and the frightening, shocking, and...
The strong thoughts made her tremble uncontrollably.
She heard the sound of herself softening into spring water.
"Um."
I just want you to stay. fool.
With this thought in his mind, his eyes were already blurred.
She was picked up by someone and placed on the pillow eagerly.
The man's tall figure loomed above his head, blocking out all light.
The resolute face and sharp chin in front of her made her feel slightly unfamiliar, and she couldn't help but shrink.
At this moment, the man suddenly opened his lips and smiled.
This smile overlapped with an unforgettable presence in his memory.
When he leaned over to her, what Lin Yunnuan was thinking was, could it be that I am born with a masochistic tendency, and I did this in a daze?
But she couldn't think about it anymore.
The man's hands and lips were hot, and they submerged her into the floating night sea.
Like a lonely boat, drifting, unable to reach the shore, letting the waves sweep over me, covering my whole body, then retreating and crashing up again.
When the waves surged, she clutched the quilt under her tightly, curled up her toes one by one, and let out a trembling whimper.
The man spread her palms and hung them on his sweaty neck.
As if relying on him, she pressed her cheek against his shoulder and bit his shoulder blade with her mouth.
The curtain of woven gold and fragrant clouds was torn apart.
The two figures were stacked on the bed, and the candlelight in the glass lampshade was projected on the wall.
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The man has thick arms, broad shoulders, and distinct abdominal muscles.
Sweat drips down along the mermaid line.
The intricate old marks on the back gave the woman new scratches on her fingernails.
His face was tense, and he would lower his head from time to time and kiss the woman on the lips.
Lin Yunnuan raised his head and gasped, biting his lip, and supporting the man's chest with his hands, "Mu Yiheng, you are going to die."
The man said "hmm".
"Wait, wait a minute" "Don't" One after another, it gradually failed to form a complete sentence, leaving only a meaningless hum.
Zhaoxia had already woken up.
She was pacing back and forth in front of the door.
She wanted to reach out and push the door open several times, but she didn't dare.
Lin Yunnuan was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
Mu Yiheng was not much better.
After the clouds stopped and the rain dispersed, he went behind the screen and washed the handkerchief with cold water and wiped it again.
When he came back, he sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the woman with his hands, warmed some water in a small charcoal basin, and wiped her carefully.
Lin Yunnuan was as lazy as a cat and curled up on his lap, not wanting to say a word.
A man's low-pitched voice came from above, "Shen Shijing, this weakling, can't do it?"
Lin Yunnuan glanced at him strangely, not understanding what he meant.
Mu Yiheng smiled, winked at her, and pointedly said, "So tight."
Lin Yunnuan was immediately furious.
She hugged his neck, pulled him off, and pinched his waist.
Mu Yiheng's eyes darkened, he hugged the person, and breathed heavily, "Don't make trouble."
Lin Yunnuan gave him a slap, lay on his lap, and gently tapped his stubbled chin with her fingertips, "Mu Yiheng, what have you been doing in the past two years?"
Mu Yiheng fell silent.
In the past two years, under the hands of others, I have been struggling to survive.
What is there to boast about?
Especially now, why bother wasting this rare time?
He didn't answer, turned over and wrapped the person under him.
Lin Yunnuan wasn't prepared for his sudden attack and called his name sweetly, "Mu Yiheng" "Yeah."
He responded softly, found those two lips, and kissed them lovingly.
Needless to mention Zhaoxia's anxiety that night, she finally waited until the noise in the room stopped and heard Lin Yunnuan calling her lazily.
Zhaoxia walked in bravely, not daring to glance around, and lowered her head obediently.
Lin Yunnuan had no strength at all, so he poked half of his face out of the tent and said, "I want to take a bath."
Zhaoxia's face turned red and she hurriedly followed the order.
She didn't dare to think who was in the house.
There is no way Dr.
Shen, such a gentle person, would bully grandma like that.
Mu Yiheng was lying on the bed, looking at the big night pearl on the top of the tent, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction in his heart, and couldn't help but spread his lips and giggle.
Lin Yunnuan huddled in his arms, grazing the injury on his arm with her fingers.
A long one, winding horribly on the upper arm.
Seeing her sad expression, Mu Yiheng felt soft in his heart and said warmly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore.
I just can't use the sword.
It's okay to hold you."
The more relaxed I heard what he said, the sadder I felt.
Suddenly he understood why he would rather everyone thought he was dead than return to the capital.
"My left hand is now as flexible and strong as my right hand before."
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He smiled and stroked her face.
The voice is low and deep, and speaking with a smile like this has a lazy and gentle tone that makes people blush and heartbeat.
Lin Yunnuan sniffed, put her arms around his waist, and put her face against his chest: "Take care of yourself from now on, and don't mess with others casually outside."
Mu Yiheng was obviously mistaken and said innocently: "I didn't.
You don't know, how many girls lined up to throw flowers and fruits into my arms, and I didn't even look at them.
And how many matchmakers almost trampled me If any girl wants to marry me, I will marry five or six sisters together.
I will refuse them all and scold them bloody. " Lin Yunnuan laughed angrily at him, pinched him and said: "You know nonsense.
I mean, don't offend others again.
You have to suffer this kind of crime for no reason."
He has no home and wanders outside.
What kind of temperament does he have?
The difficulty can be imagined.
Mu Yiheng lifted her chin and carefully considered her expression.
"What's this?"
he asked with a frown.
"What" "It's pitiful!
My hands are useless.
I'm so soft-hearted for a moment.
Why don't you give me some sweetness?
I'm having trouble with Shen Shijing.
Make him angry with me."
He could clearly see the scene on the bridge.
Shen Shijing and she were standing side by side under the tree and said something.
What, then they parted ways, and then Shen Shijing went to have a drink, and he bumped into him again.
With this consistency, the latter scenario is very likely to be true.
Mu Yiheng's face turned cold.
Lin Yunnuan raised her hand to smooth his frown, "What about you?
Why do you play the flute outside every night and sneak into my room to see me?"
"" Mu Yiheng raised his eyebrows, why could he?
"I want to sleep."
Lin Yunnuan chuckled.
The answer is really straightforward.
"Yeah, me too."
"Same thing" "sleepy."
"Fuck you!"
He stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that this was coming from a woman's mouth.
"You leave tomorrow" "If you beg me to stay, I will stay for another three to five days."
He smiled and looked at her playfully.
"Well, then you come early tomorrow night, quietly, don't play the flute, just come in."
Mu Yiheng was completely dumbfounded this time.
He jumped up, jumped out of bed, and stared at her dumbfounded.
She was blatantly seducing him.
"Why don't you want to?"
Lin Yunnuan turned over, wrapped himself in a quilt, lay on the pillow, and looked at him sideways.
"Think" of course he did.
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"What are you doing?
This expression looks like you are unwilling."
"You're so sudden."
He smacked his lips and raised her chin, "Shen Shijing is thirsty for you.
Also, who did you learn those inappropriate things just now?"
Lin Yunnuan shook off his hand and buried her face on the pillow, laughing so hard that her face turned red.
Mu Yiheng pushed her over and asked her to look at him, "Tell me, why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you."
Lin Yunnuan's eyebrows were crooked, and a low laugh escaped from his lips, "You are not so serious as you, and you have the nerve to accuse me."
Mu Yiheng also laughed when he heard this: "That's right."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached out and took her into his arms.
Seeing the snow-white shoulders outside and a hint of cherry red appearing and disappearing in the quilt, Mu Yiheng lowered his head and said dullly: "Have you missed me?"
"Um."
A low reply made him blush.
Brutally, he opened his mouth and bit it with his teeth.
The woman trembled and screamed in pain.
"Mu Yiheng" "Qingqing" Mu Yiheng buried his head in her chest, his voice was dull and low-pitched.
But I couldn't say the next words.
Even if I am despised by everyone in the world, I don’t want to be looked down upon by you.
So I ran away far away and never imagined that I would be able to hold you in my arms again.
"What did you say" Wei Ziyan's eyes widened, thinking he heard wrong.
"Mu, Mu's family is giving out porridge and food today.
Mu, Mu Yiheng is under the porridge tent.
Many people have seen it."
After saying this under great pressure, the servant who replied was already filled with excitement.
Head sweating profusely.
"Why is this fucking dog so stubborn?"
Wei Ziyan slammed the table, "Let's meet this grandson."
"Shi, Shizi, but the Duke said" "Shut up!
You don't inform the Duke of the state?
How could he know to get out and stay out of the way?"
Wei Ziyan kicked away the servants who blocked the way and walked out with his long sword in his arms.
On the bustling streets, refugees in ragged clothes lined up in front of the city gate.
Several people who looked like officers and soldiers were patrolling with knives to maintain order.
After eating the porridge, Mu Yiheng knelt down on one knee with a calm face.
No matter what the person above him roared, he just nodded and said, "Father taught you that."
Mr.
Mu's face was red, he was done scolding, and he drank tea from a tea bowl with his mouth dry.
When I opened the lid of the bowl, it was empty.
Mu Yiheng obediently stepped in front of the servant, held the teapot and refilled him with water.
Then he knelt down again.
Mr.
Mu stared at him for a long time, took a sip of hot tea, and secretly looked at the unfilial son kneeling on the ground.
It was quite dark, and the originally white and tender skin looked a little rougher.
When I was pouring the tea, I noticed the dry lacerations on the knuckles and the thick calluses on the hands.
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There was no trace of the pampered look of the past.
Even if he deliberately tortured himself for several months after the last beating, his hands would not be worn out like this.
Looking at the face again, the young man who was supposed to be domineering now has firm and steady lines, the outline is getting sharper, and the look of pursed lips is quite majestic.
Mr.
Mu sighed, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and said hoarsely: "Get up.
What's it like on the street?"
Mu Yiheng smiled when he heard this and said respectfully: "Yes."
Mr.
Mu pointed at the chaotic crowd outside Zupeng, "This is why you came back to Beijing to escort the New Year's Eve ceremony into the palace.
I'm afraid it's just a pretense."
Mu Yiheng nodded: "The last time we suppressed bandits, we found out a few important figures.
King Linchuan ordered us to investigate them secretly, so we had no choice but to enter the city."
There was a hint of anger on Mr.
Mu's face: "If it weren't for King Linchuan's fate, you would never have planned to return to the city in your life.
Those relatives and elders at home who treat you as their eyes and lifeblood are worthless in your eyes."
It’s just an order from your master.”
Mu Yiheng knelt down again, lowered his head and said, "My child is unfilial."
Then, his eyes twitched slightly, but he smiled, "Father knows that the child's hands are just like those of ordinary people now.
If they were like that at that time, letting grandma see them would only make her feel distressed."
Master Mu's eyes fell on his right arm.
On the surface, there is nothing wrong with it.
Mr.
Mu reached out his hand and slapped him hard on his right arm.
"Does it still hurt?"
Mu Yiheng shrank his shoulders and smiled: "If it still hurts, if my father does this, the child will be rolling on the floor and crying."
Master Mu couldn't help but his eyes turned red.
He lowered his head and pretended to drink tea.
But how could he hide it from Mu Yiheng?
Mu Yiheng knelt forward and hugged his knees: "Father, King Linchuan has been kind to me.
When this happens, I will return to the capital to apologize to you and the elders in the family."
Master Mu nodded.
After a moment, the tears finally receded, his eyes darkened, and he whispered: "Your injury was caused by Wei Ziyan."
In the past two years, the Mu family and the Wei family have been at loggerheads.
The Wei family is at its peak, and its strength cannot be underestimated.
However, the Mu family also knows people all over the world.
They have changed from the previous decadent attitude of blindly avoiding their strengths and even catering to them.
This has caused a storm in the morning and no peace.
Although the Mu family has never taken advantage of it, the Wei family has never had an easy time either.
In the past two years, there have been many cases of impeachment against Duke Wei for his lax governance, his personal misconduct, and his clan members taking advantage of their power to commit crimes.
Wei Ziyan was severely detained by Duke Wei.
He only took concubines in the palace and took advantage of others to vent his anger.
He even caused a murder and was sued to Dali Temple.
Mu Yiheng's Adam's apple rolled up and he did not answer the question.
Master Mu was about to say something else when he heard an extremely arrogant laugh.
"Hahahaha, isn't this the Mu family's wooden dog that faked its death?
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The cowering look on its knees is really very pretty, hahaha."
Mr.
Mu's face darkened.
Mu Yiheng turned around and saw Wei Ziyan's followers gathered around, reining in their horses and standing in front of the tent.
Several refugees who were queuing up to receive porridge were knocked to the ground by his followers, and some were trampled by his horse's hoofs.
They were wailing on the ground. piece.
Mr.
Mu raised his eyes and was about to order Zhang Yong and Wu Qiang to deal with it.
Mu Yiheng had already stood up and waved his hand for the two of them to step back.
He stepped forward alone and said with a smile: "Prince Wei, you are well."
"Mugou, you are lucky.
Why?
You ran away with your tail between your legs for two years.
I thought that this prince had forgotten about you.
He ignored the past grudges, so he sneaked back, thinking that he could live a peaceful life."
In addition to Mr.
Mu who was sitting behind the porridge, there were also Mu Yiheng's brothers.
At this time, Mu Qinghong stepped forward and said angrily: "Wei Ziyan, please keep your mouth clean.
The old debts haven't been settled yet.
You You still dare to come to your door to provoke me, you are bullying my Mu family and there is no one in it."
Wei Ziyan laughed loudly, "Oh mother, this is so ridiculous, Mu Wu, you used to be just another dog beside me.
I could make you wet your pants even if I frowned.
Now you are pretending."
What kind of brothers and sisters, you still want to stand up for others, you are ridiculous."
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
Mu Yiheng touched the ground with his toes, rose into the air, and kicked out.
Hearing a scream of "Ah", the Crown Prince, who had just laughed wildly, faced the ground and fell off the horse.
He moved so quickly that no one in the room expected him to take action without saying a word.
On the horseback, Mu Yiheng sat with his legs crossed.
He glanced at the servants brought by Wei Ziyan with a serious look, drew out his sword, pointed at Wei Ziyan's back, and said softly: "Get out of the way."
Wei Ziyan managed to get up, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face was covered in black ash.
He turned over and sat on the ground, his eyes were like fire, and he looked at Mu Yiheng fiercely and shocked: "How dare you?"
Mu Yiheng had a smile on his face and pointed the tip of his sword at Wei Ziyan.
He seemed to feel that the distance was too far, so he jumped off his horse and stepped on his chest.
The movements were smooth and fluid, giving Wei Ziyan and the people around him no time to react.
Wei Ziyan felt that the weight on his chest was as heavy as tens of millions of kilograms, squeezing his chest and causing pain even when he was breathing.
Mu Yiheng lowered his body, stretched out his sword and lifted Wei Ziyan's chin, his eyes were like lightning, and he said solemnly: "Wei Ziyan, you are going on forever, are you bothered?"
Feeling threatened, Wei Ziyan's whole body was trembling uncontrollably, "You, you dare to hurt, hurt me, me, my father."
Before he could even finish the word, he heard a crisp "snap" sound and was given a firm slap on the sword's blade.
At the same time, a bright red shallow mark was drawn on his face.
"How old are you, why are you embarrassed to ask your father for help when fighting, Wei Ziyan?"
"You, you wait for me, my prince" Before he finished speaking, there was another crisp sound.
The servants in the Wei Mansion were afraid that their master would be pointed at by Mu Yiheng's long sword, so they did not dare to step forward to snatch him away.
They exchanged glances, and the group of people threatened, dissuaded, and went back to report the news.
Mu Yiheng ignored it and said with a smile: "I will teach your eldest son how to be a good person.
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Stop making noises.
Be careful that my sword doesn't have an eye."
As soon as he finished speaking, he shook the hilt of his sword, and a cold light flashed, less than an inch in front of Wei Ziyan's face.
The servant was so frightened that he kept silent, and Wei Ziyan was covered in sweat.
At this moment, from the corner of his eye, he saw Mr.
Mu standing up and seemed to be about to leave.
He hurriedly shouted: "Master Mu, just watch your adopted son.
You are committing murder in the street and hurting others."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Yiheng threw his hand and punched him.
The newly bruised nose was like exploding fireworks, and red liquid splashed all over his face.
Wei Ziyan almost fainted from the pain.
A servant couldn't bear it anymore and begged loudly: "Master Mu, please be merciful.
The prince is so delicate, but he can't stand such a beating."
Hearing this, Mr.
Mu felt a burning hatred in his heart.
The heir apparent of the Wei family was delicate, but his child was not delicate and injured his right hand, almost becoming a cripple.
Why didn't these people come forward and offer advice?
Mr.
Mu left with his hands behind his hands, as if he had a conniving attitude of "I don't care if you make trouble as you please".
Wei Ziyan felt cold in his heart and became even more afraid.
Then he thought about it, he has a noble status, his uncle is the current saint, and his mother is the only one.
Di Ji, who stayed in the capital, and whose father was a powerful minister, did not believe that Mu Yiheng was really bold enough to kill him.
His eyes suddenly became fierce, and he had strength from nowhere.
He raised Mu Yiheng's toes with both hands and said, "Mu, Mu Jiu, you damn thing with no eyes, if you have the ability, you can kill him with one sword."
Please tell me to save my life, sooner or later, sooner or later."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Mu Yiheng raised his foot and struck hard.
Wei Ziyan raised his chin high, blood drawn an arc from his mouth, and the back of his head hit the ground hard.
Before he could gasp in pain, he was hit with another punch.
In front of the porridge tent, screams were heard everywhere.
The servants of the Wei Mansion had already drawn their swords and rushed towards Mu Yiheng.
The guards on Mu Yiheng's side also drew their swords and faced each other.
Mu Qinghong said anxiously: "Lao Jiu, this is enough, don't hurt yourself."
Mu Yiheng chuckled, stepped on Wei Ziyan, leaned down, and punched the person under his feet like a pig's head.
At this moment, the scoldings of officers and soldiers came from the front.
"avoid avoidance" Both sides of the road automatically give way.
A very inconspicuous plain-faced sedan was carried over, with tall and energetic silver-armored cavalry on both sides, majestic and solemn.
Wei Ziyan opened his eyes that were swollen with tears, and his lips, which were missing two front teeth, grinned: "Dad."
"To report to the Duke, this boy from the Mu family injured the prince for no reason, and also led these rebels to cause rebellion."
The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, and Duke Wei came out.
His well-maintained face looked like he was only in his thirties, and he was handsome and handsome.
Standing there, he looked like an orchid and a jade tree, and one glance at him made people feel good about him.
He looked around, only briefly glancing at his son who was beaten into a pig's head.
His eyes fell on Mu Yiheng's face, his eyes looked at him lightly, and his voice was cold and authentic: "You are Mu Yiheng."
"father" Wei Ziyan finally broke free from Mu Yiheng's feet and couldn't stand up.
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He crawled toward Duke Wei in embarrassment: "Dad, Mu Jiu, he wanted to kill me.
Two years ago, the Mu family wronged me and kidnapped him and killed him.
He didn't care at all."
Dad's face Identity, making trouble with us.
Now that this bastard is back alive, proving that I was indeed innocent that day, they have gone even harder and insisted on unjustly accusing me of the crime.
Dad, you have to make the decision for your child."
His dirty hands were about to grab Duke Wei's spotless boots.
In full view of everyone, Duke Wei narrowed his eyes and took a step aside to avoid his son's grasp.
Wei Ziyan's pounce failed, and he was about to go towards him again.
Duke Wei said coldly: "Why don't you help the prince up and send him back to the palace for treatment?"
He raised his eyes and met Mu Yiheng.
Duke Wei's face was calm, not angry, and his voice was even gentle.
"Yiheng."
He called, like a very kind elder, and said kindly, "Mr.
Mu is Wei's mentor.
Although he does not recognize me as his disciple, I will always treat him as my teacher and father.
Today, I Just treat it as your children’s play.”
Then, the conversation changed: "However, this will not happen next time.
Mu is willing to give in, but he is not completely temperamental."
There was a hint of sharpness in his eyes, and his words were full of warning.
He has a noble status and holds the most power in the world.
Although he has a gentle face, when he doesn't restrain his aura, his light words are also majestic and profound, which puts great pressure on people.
Moreover, even after his son was beaten like this, he could still say almost polite words calmly.
No matter who looked at him, they felt that he had done his best to be kind and righteous.
Even Mu Qinghong on the side couldn't help but give Mu Yiheng a hand, trying to persuade him to forget it.
Duke Wei turned around gracefully and stepped onto the sedan with his left foot.
The group sheathed their swords and stood in formation, seeing that the storm was about to disappear.
Just listen to a very inappropriate voice.
"When did I say that Wei Ziyan can leave?"
Everyone was in an uproar, and Duke Wei turned around in disbelief.
Mu Yiheng slowly took out his waistband from his sleeves, with a smile on his lips, and said quietly:
"It seems that your trip, Duke, will be in vain."
As soon as Mu Yiheng waved his hand, several people who looked like officials came to his side.
One of the first ones clasped his fists and said: "I am reporting to the Duke that your son is suspected of colluding with bandits and intercepting the official silver entering the capital.
The Lord has ordered the prince to investigate the matter thoroughly.
I also hope that the country will do so."
For your convenience, please allow us to take your son back to ask a few words according to the procedure."
Duke Wei's expression was calm, but his hands were clasping in his sleeves.
Mu Yiheng stretched out in front of everyone, yawned and said: "Chu Xiao, I leave this place to you, do your job well."
He nodded to Mu Qinghong as farewell.
He had important things waiting for him in the evening, so he had to go back to shower and change clothes first.
Thinking of some blushing and heart-pounding scenes, even my steps became much lighter.
I thought in my heart: Qingqing, I'm coming." gd1806102: