sinovels Chapter 112. Beauty, are you looking for me?
Chapter 112. Beauty, are you looking for me?
If you get closer, you can see that he has a high nose bridge, eyebrows like swords, black hair hanging behind him, tied loosely with a black ribbon, elegant and luxurious black robe, embroidered with purple and gold unicorns, and dark flowers and auspicious clouds as the border. Song Su brocade as the lining, wearing soft leather deer boots, the soles of the boots are engraved with patterns of blue clouds, looking at him from afar, he is handsome, tall and straight, extraordinary.
At this moment, I was sitting leisurely and quietly in front of the bluestone table, incense was burning next to the table, a guqin was clanging on the table, several scrolls were scattered on the side, and beside a pot of sapphire wine pot was a glazed jade cup with two dragons spitting out pearls on both sides of the jade cup. It is a treasure at first glance.
It is already summer now, and it is rare to have such a quiet place to cool off the summer heat. A gust of cool breeze blows in, and the fresh and cool wind blows through the bamboo, making it more leisurely and content.
The young master's hands were like white jade, and his ten fingers were slender. He slowly picked up the glass cup and raised it to his lips, but he didn't drink it down. His eyes were like stars, he narrowed his eyes slightly, without even looking at it, and said in a calm voice: "Come out. "
"Please~" A slightly magnetic voice sounded, and a young man in a red robe flashed out of the bamboo forest behind him, "It's so boring to be discovered by you every time!"
The young man in red robe has a delicate and beautiful face, with a small mole of tears in the corner of his eye, it is Lin Qingchen.
Lin Qingchen walked towards him slowly, and said as he walked, "Your brother Yu didn't come?"
The young man turned his head, with a calm face, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Why, do you miss him?"
"Hmph~," Lin Qingchen snorted, "You're overthinking."
The young gentleman took a sip of the wine lightly, and then said: "I really don't mind Long Yang being good..."
"Zhuge Yi!" Lin Qingchen called him by his name and said, "Just because you have Longyang, doesn't mean I have it too."
Zhuge Yi couldn't help laughing, in fact, he did it on purpose, he knew that he already had his own heart, so he didn't dare to admit it.
Sweeping his eyes, he saw the things on his waist, and a cloud of black mist suddenly rose in his heart, so he added fuel and said: "Did you go to see her again last night?" Zuo pinched his fingers, "Let me do the math, what night is this?"
In fact, he did it on purpose, because he saved him half a year ago, and he was grateful. However, this beautiful woman-like guy had the audacity to say that he stole the jade pendant he wore since he was a child. Let him get angry, just say it if you want, although this jade pendant is indeed precious regardless of its own value or its meaning to him, but he can give it generously for saving his life.
Every time he sees him wearing his own jade pendant as if nothing had happened, it will often give him the illusion of 'I really stole it'. He is not a thief, he is not guilty, and he reminds himself every time.
"Hmph," Lin Qingchen sat on a stone bench opposite, wrapped some blue hair around his ears with his pale fingers, and said quietly, "You think I don't know about you? Who couldn't resist going to see him two days ago? ? Also, a month ago, who fucked him in Wan'an Temple? I heard that provocative groan from the window with my own ears, then..."
Zhuge Yi interrupted him, got up without a wave of smile and said: "I'm sorry, I have something to do at the moment."
"Guilty?" Lin Qingchen looked up at him and said.
The Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. Zhuge Yi didn't grow up a vegetarian.
He has a certain figure, then slowly approached him, shook his head lightly, with a bewitching voice, and said to him flirtatiously: "It's not because of a guilty conscience, but..." He pressed it to his ear, and whispered softly , "My heart was stolen by you half a year ago, but you, a heartless man, are not responsible for it."
Lin Qingchen frowned, this guy... Then he said calmly: "If you look like this, if you were a woman in front of you, you might fall into your tricks, but unfortunately, I am a man, so you can save yourself heart."
Zhuge Yi lowered his head, stopped teasing him, straightened up and said: "Forget it, it's better for my little Yue." When he mentioned his name, he looked at him seriously and said, "He's in danger. I'm going to find him."
Lin Qingchen raised his eyebrows: "Does he have an enemy?"
Ning Ning nodded: "Of course, but I don't know who wants to harm him, so I will stay by his side to protect him."
"Is that so... don't you want to reveal that you didn't die?"
"No!" He said firmly, "Exposing one's identity is not good for anyone, not to mention that I will definitely cause some messy troubles this time, just say that he has a wife and children, and I am caught between him and him every day." Among Zhou Qiao, it will definitely embarrass them, so... you and Brother Yu must continue to help me hide it."
Lin Qingchen thought so too, and he agreed, "Okay, don't worry, I'll talk to Sima Yu when I get down."
"Thank you."
After all, turn around and leave.
Every time it was like this, Lin Qingchen couldn't understand him more and more. He believed that he was bohemian, and he also believed that he was serious and calm. I don't know which one is the real him. Perhaps, he is like Sima Yu. As he said, he is a black-bellied fox.
After Sima Yu learned what happened, he had nothing to say. Although he was very unhappy, he still let him go.
On this day, the guards in the palace of Ling'an were stepped up, because of the assassination incident that happened two days ago, the number of guards with knives has doubled since yesterday.
After lunch, Nan Puyue went to the study alone to read a book. The afternoon sun was warm and shone on him through the window, and the air was full of the rich fragrance of peonies.
He likes to read, write and write here alone when he has nothing to do. There is a thick, soft and moderate soft couch, a rectangular black jade cool table, a set of exquisite Hetian white jade tea sets, a few rolls of cowhide books, a few bundles of ancient and depreciated bamboo slips, It constitutes his little world every day.
A sound of broken jade, a part of reminiscence of Qian Kunxue, a sigh, a part of farewell lovesickness.
Slowly open the folding fan, and on the folding fan are two teenagers riding horses, their white clothes fluttering, in a trance...
This was given to him by Zhuge Yi on his 16th birthday, and it is also the only thing he left for him.
Looking at it, all kinds of thoughts flooded my heart, peonies and peony shattered and fell, and I searched hard, but the purple shadow in my memory has long since disappeared. This love is gone and there is nowhere to find it.
Sighing lightly, he put down the folding fan. The tea on the table had become warm. He picked up the teacup and raised it to his lips. With his long and narrow eyes slightly closed, he sniffed lightly, and finally drank it gracefully and calmly.
"The fan is not bad, where did you buy it?"
An abrupt sound came into the room suddenly, and when he took a sip of tea, he spit it out all at once, and lost half of his elegance.
"Who made a mistake here?"
He stood up and looked around the room defensively, his eyes were dark, not letting go of every suspicious corner.
Suddenly, there was a pat from behind: "Beauty, are you looking for me?"