Although Lu Bu was confused, under Yan Qing's panicked cry, he did not dare to approach hastily.
He knew that there could not be a third person in the room, and had an ulterior motive, and did not want outsiders to see the unusual side of Yan Qing, so the guards and maidservants who wanted to enter the room to check on the news were sternly dismissed, and he personally searched for a fire, and without a word, lit the lamps that had been placed on the desk.
The moment the candlelight lit up, Yan Qing, who had adapted to the darkness, could not help but be a little afraid of the light, subconsciously covering her eyes with the back of her hand, and then unconsciously shrinking a little towards the inside of the bed.
With unprecedented caution, Lu Bu called out in a soft voice, "Shiguang?"
It is said to look at the mountains from upstairs, the snow from the top of the city; the flowers in front of the lamps, the haze in the boat; and the beauty under the moon, which is another scenario.
Although Lu Bu can not read out such words, but as a hundred paces through the poplar as easy as the palm of the divine shooter, his eyesight can be said to be a top of the good.
Warm candlelight on the flawless jade elegant swaying, one side sitting on the couch, looking around blankly, one side stood on the edge of the bed, looking down on the past, just can clearly and incomparably see has always been gentle and elegant, elegant, laughing and joking to determine the victory and defeat in the thousands of miles away from the Yan Qing's bewildered light of God in the bottom of the eyes.
Like peeling onion fingers clenched tightly on the corner of the quilt, the mantle of the pale shadow on its cage, pale as paper, eyes moist crystal, put on the other side of the body will only be unattractive to the eyes of the woeful look, but because of his face beautiful and peerless, but also through a few points of the soul captivating chu chu poor.
Lu Bu's heart trembled slightly.
For a time, he looked at his eyes without even blinking, and without a word, he approached some more, gulped, leaned down, and tried to touch Yan Chongguang, who was in a trance and bewildered, and appeared to be exceptionally fragile and harmless.
"Shigemitsu? Shigemitsu?"
By the dream by the mighty and incomparable himself pressed under the body, tossing and turning hard to fuck seven or eight times of the unlucky victim - Lu Fengxian to perseverance and even called a few times, and there are rough calluses rubbing the tender cheek skin gusts of pain, Yan Qing ate the pain, and gradually came back to God.
Compared to the fear that he might be an invisible faggot in the modern era where he had also dated some great beauties with great bodies, the fact that he would be so deranged as to fantasize about overpowering his lord who was muscular, forceful and the first in the world in terms of martial arts, this unthinkable thought, is what most terrified Yan Qing.
If he alone was awakened by the nightmare, he only needed to sit and slow down, and would be able to calm down in a short while, who would have thought that Lu Bu would coincidentally make a sound at this time, only to let Yan Qing, who was a thief and was deep in self-loathing, be scared out of his wits for a moment.
The first thought that came to his mind, surprisingly, was - well, it's a good thing he was done in his dream before he woke up, or else he would have surely shriveled up on the spot by Lu Bu's heavenly flying voice.
"Kiyoshi is not in the way."
Even if the feelings of the ruler and the minister are strong, there is no way that they can't withstand the brutal test of the minister's colorfulness to the point of wanting to get on the lord, Yan Qing half wants to be dismantled, since he can't disclose the content of his dream for a single star.
Yan Qing resumed his cloudy smile, composed as if it wasn't him who had lost his manners in fear before, apologizing, "I was just caught in a nightmare, and in turn startled the Lord into resting."
After saying this, Yan Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong, and raised his eyes to Lu Bu with a frank face full of suspicion: "Just how could the Lord rest in Qing's room?"
"......"
Lu Bu's eyes rolled, but he cunningly avoided answering this, instead sitting down at the head of the bed as if nothing had happened, and Yan Qing had to move in a bit to make sure that his hair wasn't pressed down, and also felt the bed board creak a bit, obviously sinking a bit.
Yan Qing's suspicions grew heavier in his heart, and he once again pursued, "Forgive Qing for taking the liberty of asking, but how could the Lord be here?"
Lu Bu sighed despondently and replied with affection, "Bu thought that he would not see Chong Guang for many days, his heart was very worried, he could not sleep at night, he could not sleep, he wanted to find you to talk, but he saw you sleeping, he did not want to disturb you, and only then did he rest casually on the Hu bed."
Is it possible that for this unasked-for entry, one should be grateful for his undisturbed favor?
Yan Qing's eyebrows jumped, and he said expressionlessly, "Qing's trip to and from this place will cost at most a month's worth of effort, Lord is overstating his case."
Lu Bu, however, said righteously, "Bu can't be away from Mr. Kuangbi for even a day, let alone a whole month."
Yan Qing began to seriously suspect that the reason why she was having such absurd and bizarre spring . In addition to the fact that she was usually too busy and had no time to relieve her long suppressed *, it was due to both the mysterious influence of the magnetic field brought about by the uninvited Lu Bu sleeping in the same room, as well as Lu Bu's immobility to follow the example of Boss Cao in saying some ambiguous and fleshy words to his ministers, if nothing else, teasing them to and fro.
Lu Bu was totally unaware that the military priest was already in the grass, determined to pull away, lest he could not hold back any more evil thoughts, he was tickled a little by Yan Qing's rare outward appearance of emotions, he could not help but want to move his hands and feet, but was defended against, and for a while his mood was also a little stirred up, not being able to find a good reason to do so, so he sat silently with Yan Qing.
He relied on not leaving, the two of them looked at each other without words, and the one who suffered the most was undoubtedly Yan Qing who had a ghost in her heart.
Firstly, he was stared at by the meaningful gaze and his hairs were standing straight up, he wondered if Lu Bu had sensed something, or his dog nose had smelled the subtle scent in the room; secondly, he was scared out of his body in a cold sweat, and when he calmed down at this moment, the most wet lining was the most uncomfortable and not to mention that, the half-moist lining was tightly clinging to his back, and there were even some silks stained on the exposed neck, and this kind of sticky and greasy touch really made him feel uncomfortable and awkward as a needle on a stool. Since the superior living conditions provided by Lu Bu, at least three times a day, he felt uncomfortable and awkward, like sitting on pins and needles.
Lu Bu suddenly long stood up, in the room paced a few laps, eyebrows wrinkled tight, and walked back to the side of the unknown Yan Qing, violently struck the section, clenched his teeth and opened his eyes, obviously hate, and then in a non-negotiable tone of certainty said: "heavy light will not be a nightmare for no reason, most likely here there is a sneaky demon compulsion haunted, in the cloth send someone to check out the former, do not in this inauspicious place to linger. "
Taking advantage of the stupefied Yan Qing's failure to react, Lu Bu, who made the above conclusion, was thunderous and righteous, leaning over, casually wrapping the person on the bed with the quilt that Yan Qing didn't want to let go of to make it airtight, and then not even needing to make a deliberate effort to easily carry the military counselor and wine priest, who was no heavier than the quilt, in his arms, and was only wearing a thin undershirt, with his head and hair spread out, and was in such a hurry that he couldn't even put on his shoes, and without hesitation stepped barefoot on the cold and harsh floor tiles in the late winter. Shoes are too late to wear, without hesitation barefoot stepped on the cold and bone piercing floor tiles in the dead of winter, rushed out of the door in a flash, bathed in the sight of jaw-dropping subordinates, windy and hot, straight to the courtyard to go.
Yan Qing: "......"
Being carefully and gently placed on the bed of the other courtyard by Lu Bu, being carried by the princess all the way in public, he has gone from the initial trance, to now resigned to deal with the calm - he can kind of see that he is just destined to lose all the face of his life tonight.
Lu Bu saw him completely restore normality, in a big sigh of relief, more sure of his own guess is not false, on the spot furious, personally led the people will live in the room he thoroughly rummage once, to see whether someone buried even people aversion to win a first-class compulsion, and as a result of the curse of Yan Qing.
After such a night of fooling around, I have found nothing.
Yan Qing also didn't dare to fall asleep while his lord was at his side, fearing that he would become beastly in his delirium and commit treasonous acts of aggression against Lu Bu.
Again, there was a sticky dampness that was extremely uncomfortable. He looked forward to the dawn almost as if it were a second. It was only when the day first broke that he jumped out of bed with a carp, and with a strong will, he set off straight away despite Lu Bu's dissuasion.
Lu Bu originally insisted on sending Zhao Yun to send him back to Xu, but Yan Qing flatly refused. He insisted that Yuan Shu was about to return, and with the two armies at war, wasn't it a great time for a military general to build a career? The two states of Yu and Yang are close to each other, from Shouchun back to Xu, the road is not far at all, he does not intend to take the official road, send a few soldiers to protect a ride is more than enough, why bother, not to mention that with more than easy to provoke the attention of the scouts and cavalry sent by the army of Yuan Zhuji.
Although Lu Bu understands the reason, but is still reluctant, but the side listening to Xu Shu quite agree with Yan Qing's idea, helped to say a few words, Lu Bu is not bent on, only boarded the face agreed.
As Yan Qing expected, he only took a few attendants, riding lightly on horseback, and day and night, but a few days back to Xu County, on the way smooth and smooth, did not encounter any twists and turns.
And because Cai Yong and his party have not yet arrived here, Yan Qing did not panic, first went to Zhang Liao's residence to find him.
Seeing Yan Qing, Zhang Liao was both surprised and delighted, sizing him up from head to toe, and asked in what seemed like a series of questions, "Wasn't Mr. Shouchun in Shouchun? When did you leave? And why did you come back? Why didn't His Lordship notify Liao in advance? Who was sent to escort you back this time?"
Yan Qing flirted, "Wenyuan has a lot of work to do, Qing is just coming back, how dare he labor?"
Zhang Liao, however, looked serious and said, "These words are not good enough for Liao. In public, Mr. Liao has done a great job; in private, Mr. Liao has appreciated and promoted him, so in the future, no matter how big or small the matter is, you only need to explain to Liao, and I will not dare to disobey you."
Yan Qing said helplessly, "Wen Yuan must not exaggerate, with your pride, courage and wisdom, it is not difficult for you to make a name for yourself under the Lord who is committed to promoting virtue and appointing the capable, how can Qing take the credit for this?"
This is not the Yan Qing nonsense modesty, history of Lu Bu on Zhang Liao is also quite appreciated, first promoted him to be a riding lieutenant, and later also appointed him to be the Prime Minister of the State of Lu.
Seeing that Zhang Liao was going to say more, Yan Qing hurriedly interrupted, "Qing came here this time, but there is one thing he wants to ask Wenyuan."
Zhang Liao said cheerfully, "Please ask, sir, and Liao will know everything."
Yan Qing coughed lightly and said calmly, "In Wen Yuan's residence, have you ever encountered someone sent by Qing to request for wine brew?"
"Why do you ask, sir?" Zhang Liao was surprised, "As far as Liao knows, there is no such thing."
Not waiting for Yan Qing to feel a bit relieved, Zhang Liao remembered another thing through the word 'wine' and casually laughed, ''It was Fu Yi who asked Liao for a few times before he left. Didn't he never drink wine? I don't know when he changed his behavior."
"......"
Yan Qing rubbed his brow with a headache - he knew that Guo Jia's dastardly drunkard wouldn't just look for one person to ask for a drink.
It is said that Guo Jia batch of life is accurate, to grasp the character of a person can be said to be out of the gods, and now look, it really is true to its name.
Although Zhang Liao is young, he is shrewd and sophisticated, smooth and tactful, and has traveled with Yan Qing several times, so his understanding of Yan Qing's preferences will certainly be deeper.
Asking Zhang Liao for wine has an extremely high chance of wearing out its welcome, and is far less secure than asking Gao Shun Zhao Yun, who is quiet and loyal.
It's just that Yan Qing hasn't had time to go back to his house to settle scores with Guo Jia, but he was intercepted by Jia Dang on the way.
"Shiguang came just in time," Jia sighed, "another urgent edict from the Son of Heaven."