Yueqing House

Xi Qiyang, dressed in plain and obscene clothes, was half-open, standing in front of the bronze mirror. The man in the bronze mirror is as handsome as snow, his eyelids are half-constricted, and only the long eyelashes can be seen casting a shadow on his cold and snowy face.

The bare skin on his chest was as white as snow, and the inky tattoo on his left shoulder was looming, which was not real, like the fierce arctic wolf, with a pair of lilac eyes, clear and distant.

"Anya county lord, the prince is resting in the room, and I ask the county lord to wait for the slave maid to go in and report it." The maid Qiu wanted to take Feng Anya, who rushed to the courtyard, but to no avail, so she had to persuade her verbally, and she didn't dare to offend this noble person for half a point.

"Brother Qiyang, Anya has come to see you." Feng Anya didn't even glance at Qiu Xin, she went straight over, and shouted at the closed door.

When Xiqi Yang heard the sound, he couldn't help frowning slightly, quickly closed his dirty clothes, lay down on Xiao Xiangnanmu's bed, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

This Feng Anya is a difficult master, just like Qing Yao to Su Xianyu, she has also followed Xiqiyang since she was a child, and she is bent on letting Xiqiyang marry her.

But her temperament is completely different from Qing Yao, although Qing Yao is willful, but her mind is pure, she is as lonely and arrogant as Princess Yue'er, and her mind is vicious.

When she was a child, a small wild cat by the wall suddenly appeared and accidentally frightened her, so she ordered someone to catch the cat and skin it alive.

Since then, Xiqiyang has changed from his original indifference to disgusted her, but he has no choice but to suppress her as the lord of Tianxuan County, so she has to hide if she can, and escape if she can. For this kind of person who is extremely deep in the city and has a vicious mind, he really can't be interested in it.

Feng Anya pushed open the carved double fan and walked quickly to the bed.

"Brother Qiyang, are you hurt? If any bold man dares to assassinate my brother, I must cut off his head. Feng Anya's high-pitched chatter made Xiqi's eyebrows even deeper.

"Cough-" Xiqiyang coughed violently, opened his eyes weakly, and said weakly: "The minister didn't know that the county lord was coming, and he missed the distance, and he hoped that the county lord would atone for his sins." As he spoke, he stood up and saluted.

Feng Anya hurriedly helped him lie down, "Brother Qiyang, I told you, we don't have to care about the etiquette of those monarchs and ministers, you still treat me as an outsider." ”

"Thank you for the county's forgiveness, the minister is seriously injured now, it is really difficult to get up to accompany the county lord, and ask the county lord to return to the palace earlier, and when the minister is better, he will personally come to the door to make amends to the county lord."

Feng Anya didn't understand Xiqiyang's eviction order at all, but said to herself: "But what's the injury?" ”

With a worried face, he wanted to lift Xiqiyang's obscene clothes and take a look.

Xiqiyang hurriedly pushed her hand away, and said respectfully, "Men and women don't kiss, and I ask the county lord to avoid suspicion." ”

Feng Anya realized what a shameful thing she had done in a hurry, a daughter who had not yet left the cabinet actually reached out to pick up a big man's clothes, and her face couldn't help but burn.

Turning around, he didn't dare to look at Xi Qiyang, turned his back to him and changed the topic: "Brother Qiyang, when will you come to the county lord's mansion to propose?" ”

Feng Anya has been waiting for too long, and she can't wait to put on her wedding dress and marry Xiqiyang immediately. Although she could ask her father to decree that Xiqiyang marry her, she was unwilling to do so, and she hoped that one day Xiqiyang would willingly marry her.

Xiqi Yang sighed, pretending to be sad, "The minister is a proton of the Western Barbarian Country, and he has no talent and no virtue, and everyone in this Fengjin City looks down on him, so he really doesn't dare to hope to marry the county lord." ”

Xiqiyang's meaning is clearly refusal, but the girl who can listen to it has another interpretation in her heart, she feels that Xiqiyang is completely inferior, not that she doesn't like her.

"Brother Qiyang, you are a thousand good in my heart, all kinds of good, I say you are worthy, you are worthy. If anyone dares to say that you are not at all, I will pull out his tongue to see if he dares to say it. Feng Anya had murderous intent hidden in her eyes, which made people sigh, the woman in front of her was obviously gentle and lovely, but her mind was so vicious.

"Thanks to the county lord's kindness, maybe I will return to Xiban soon." Xi Qiyang couldn't help but feel a little sad when he said this, "maybe" and "soon", what a distant word, can he go back in this life?

"Then I'll go back with you, don't you often say that although Xiban is a desert, it is also a magnificent scenery, it is not as beautiful as Tianxuan, the scenery is picturesque, but it is also another beautiful scenery, majestic, quiet, I also want to see." Feng Anya's eyes lit up, her tone was a little expectant and a little excited, and the desert that Xiqiyang often talked about seemed to be right in front of her.

Xiqiyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, he just wanted to go back to the desert with the person in his heart all along, gallop in the desert on horseback, and let it be covered with yellow sand. Sit under the starry night sky and enjoy a drink. No matter what royal power he has, as long as he has each other in his eyes, this life is enough.

"The minister is really tired, the county lord, please go back, when the minister is better another day, he will definitely visit in person." Xiqiyang bluntly gave the order to evict the guests.

Feng Anya saw that he looked tired, and he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask any questions, got up and said, "Okay, Brother Qiyang, you have a good rest, I'll come to see you another day." ”

After Feng Anya left, Xiqiyang got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and he didn't look half sick.

The corners of his mouth were smiling as always, like a breeze and a bright moon, "Why do you still learn to eavesdrop on the corners of the wall now." The tone is playful, but with indescribable affection.

Wen Qingyao pushed open the window and turned in, sat on the mahogany carved moire round stool, unceremoniously poured herself a cup of tea, and smiled embarrassedly, "I didn't think about eavesdropping, but you also know that the county lord of Anya has always looked at me unpleasantly, and if I came in just now, I was afraid that she would kill me." I just wait for you to finish, and it's not too late to visit. ”

It's not the romantic debt owed by Xiqiyang, Wen Qingyao couldn't help but hold her mouth, for him, she offended two nobles, a princess of Yue'er, and a county lord of Anya.

Xiqi Yang also got up and sat down beside Qing Yao, filling the teacup she drank with tea, "If she dares to kill you, I will kill her." ”

A sentence with affection and ruthlessness, which was said by Xiqiyang, was light and light, but it aroused thousands of waves in Qing Yao's heart.

Wen Qingyao held the teacup in both hands, cramped and uneasy, and smiled awkwardly: "You are laughing again, she is the county lord, you don't dare to say this, if others listen to it, they will think that you have ulterior motives." ”

Xiqiyang didn't reply, and a faint smile kept on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't care about anything, as if he cared about everything.

If they hurt her, why wouldn't he dare?

Looking at the serious Xiqiyang, Wen Qingyao suddenly laughed evilly, stretched out her slender and fair-skinned jade hand to pick his clothes, and Xuefeng Anya spoke, "Brother Qiyang, but where is the injury?" Let Anya take a look for you. ”

She smiled as she spoke, and the awkward atmosphere did not ease, but became more embarrassing.

Xiqi raised his eyes deep, grabbed Wen Qingyao's jade hand, and stared at her with burning eyes.

"Wen Qingyao, you're playing with fire." The voice was low, with an indescribable charm.

Wen Qingyao was stunned, and she didn't know how to react for a while. She originally wanted to play a trick on Xiqiyang, but now that the young man has grown up, how can she be a child.

Half a day

Wen Qingyao struggled to be grabbed by the wrist, but she couldn't move at all, and she was a little flustered by Xiqiyang's light purple eyes.

Her eyes rolled, as if she was on the plane, her beautiful eyes were raised, and she raised her leg and kicked at Xiqiyang, the corners of Xiqiyang's mouth were lightly raised, she smiled happily, and easily dodged.

Wen Qingyao did not give up, but punched with her other hand. But she was pinned by Xiqiyang in mid-air, and held her in her arms with her backhand, locked it firmly, and a burst of sandalwood hit her nose.

"But do you want more?" Xiqi Yang leaned into Wen Qingyao's ear and teased.

The movements of the two are ambiguous.

Wen Qingyao's face turned red, she suffered a loss for the first time, and she also suffered a dumb loss, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry. Raised his foot and stepped on the instep of Xiqiyang's foot, Xiqiyang let go of his hand in pain.

"You girl, you are so ruthless."

"Hmph, I can't imagine that the always gentle Qiyang Shizi is as bad as a hooligan in the same market, see if I don't teach you a good lesson today." After speaking, Wen Qingyao stepped back and raised her fist and flew towards Xiqiyang.

Xiqi raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him with teeth and claws with a smile, and felt that he was in a particularly happy mood. He leaned forward and grabbed the flying fist, turned around, and took Qing Yao into his arms again.

Xiqi Yang is very high, Qing Yao only reaches his chest, through the thin obscene clothes, the skin like snow looms, the broad chest is a little warm, and the heartbeat is fluttering when he listens.

"Ouch." Wen Qingyao suddenly felt pain.

Xiqiyang hurriedly let go of her, "What's wrong?" But it hurts you. The tone was worried.

Wen Qingyao smiled slyly, and slapped a palm on Xiqiyang's chest, "Soldiers are not tired of cheating, can you learn from the world?" ”

Xiqi Yang was not angry, and then smiled heartily, the smile reached the bottom of his eyes, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Today, you sent it to the door yourself." ”

After speaking, an arrow stepped forward, and the sturdy arm gently wrapped around Qingyao's slender waist, accompanied by the wind drilling outside the window, a rotation brought Wen Qingyao to the bedside, holding her waist with one hand and her head with the other, gently pressing her under her body.

Wen Qingyao, who was so fast, was leaning on the bed without any reaction, didn't she say that the son of Qiyang had no talent and no virtue, and his martial arts were mediocre? This operation is clearly a king!

"Help! The prince is a hooligan. A roar pierced the sky above Yueqing Mansion.

Then a warm kiss fell, softly, but deeply.

His love overflowed and could no longer be hidden.