Unclean

Chapter 43

Yinniang entered the palace late at night, and she changed into a female official's uniform, like a shadow in the dark, just like her name, bestowed by Emperor Chengjing.

She turned her eyes to look at the little eunuch in front of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Eunuch Yan, don't come here without any harm."

Eunuch Yan turned his head. It was Zhang Ping's plain face, and it was easy for people to forget his facial features.

But Yinniang felt that it was because Eunuch Yan always kept his eyebrows low and pleasing to the eye.

If Eunuch Yan is willing to raise his head, others will immediately notice that his eyes are very good, with hooks at the end of his eyes, like lacquer spots.

Her looks suit her liking, but Yinniang dare not touch Eunuch Yan.

It's not that she disliked the other party and cleaned herself up, but that as an intelligence officer of the Imperial City Department, she naturally knew that the man in front of her was not a little eunuch to provoke.

Yinniang had seen Eunuch Yan kill people, only then would his eyes light up and smile, this person really enjoys taking people's lives with his own hands.

On the long and narrow palace road, a person came slowly.

Eunuch Yan stood still and bowed to salute.Yinniang then retreated to the dark place, sizing up the comer.

The man was wearing a purple flying fish suit, holding a lamp in his hand, and the moment the lamp illuminated his face, Yinniang was slightly taken aback.

After regaining her senses, she immediately lowered her head.

Eunuch Yan said softly: "Master Yu, do you want to arrange for someone to take you out of the palace?"

Yu Qin's voice was cold: "Don't bother Eunuch Yan."

Just passing by, Yinniang suddenly noticed something, and glanced sideways at Yuqin's waist.

Did she read it wrong? Yan Yunhe seems to have one of the jade pendants on Mrs. Yu's waist.

Yinniang can be reused by Emperor Cheng Jing because of her own abilities, the most outstanding of which is her photographic memory.

She didn't doubt her memory, not to mention that jade was often worn by Yan Yun at her waist.

But it's too dark this day, so it's not necessarily wrong to see it wrong.

Before he looked back, the hem of the purple robe stopped slightly, the python pattern turned around, and the pair of beast eyes on the robe looked straight at Shang Yinniang.

Yinniang gritted her teeth, hating her eyes for being too obvious, everyone in this palace is the best of men, how could she not feel the gaze of others.

"This is?" Yu Qin asked aloud.

Eunuch Yan still had that submissive face: "Your Majesty summoned the secretary secretary."

Yu Qin's gaze stayed on Yinniang for a long time, and he seemed to be able to see Yinniang's face in the dark with precision.

Eunuch Yan turned a blind eye to this: "If your lord has nothing else to do, the servant will take you down."

"The girl looks like an old friend I know." Yu Qin whispered.

Yinniang lowered her head in fear, and didn't respond, nor should she.

After Yu Qin left this thought-provoking sentence, he turned around and left without looking back.

Eunuch Yan continued to lead Yinniang forward: "Miss, don't worry."

Yinniang blinked, and suppressed the sourness: "I know, he's just testing, he won't recognize it."

Eunuch Yan spoke softly, and it was rare to use a comforting tone: "Miss, stop crying, it will be bad if His Majesty sees it soon."

Yinniang rubbed her eyes: "Yes."

She knew a long time ago that after she chose to be Yinniang, there would be no more Bai Yin in the world.

But after meeting Emperor Cheng Jing, she still felt something was wrong.

Emperor Cheng Jing was correcting the memorial in his hands, and he was focused on two things: "Who did you see on the way here?"

Eunuch Yan replied, "I saw Master Yu."

Emperor Cheng Jing put down his pen and leaned on the chair: "No wonder you have this expression, but your heart hurts?"

Since Yinniang was transferred to Yunzhou, she brazenly presented gifts to His Majesty every year, showing her admiration.

However, seeing the real person, she couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and only said softly: "Your Majesty is joking."

Emperor Cheng Jing raised his hand and made a gesture, and Eunuch Yan stepped back in time.

After Yinniang rushed to Emperor Jing to salute, she took the initiative to bring up the business.

Report everything Yan Yunhe and Yu Qin did after they entered Yunzhou, including the three places Yan Yunhe asked her to check.

Yinniang took out the map and presented it to His Majesty.

As for the flashing jade pendant, Yinniang pressed her into her heart and dared not report it again.

Emperor Cheng Jing glanced at the maps casually, then pushed aside disinterestedly: "You have followed Yan Yunhe during this time."

Yinniang raised her head suddenly, and the meaning of following, of course, was not ordinary following.

This is for her to record Yan Yunhe's every word, deed, and all letters.

Why did it happen suddenly? What did Yan Yunhe do?

Emperor Cheng Jing supported his jaw with one hand, and smiled at Yinniang with his eyes bent: "Didn't Yinniang always want to go back to the capital?"

Yinniang lowered her head in a panic, not daring to say any more: "Yes, I obey the order."

At the same time, Yu Qin, who came out of the palace gate, boarded the carriage.

The old servant at home was in front of the horse, and Yu Qin sat quietly in the carriage for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand to lift the curtain.

He took off the jade pendant and handed it to the old servant: "Make a pattern according to it and send it to Zhaohua Pavilion, so that this style will become popular in Beijing as soon as possible."

Old servant: "Okay, master."

He just wanted to take the jade pendant, but he didn't move it, the tassel of the jade pendant was still in Yu Qin's hand.

Yu Qin took the jade pendant back again: "I'll dig out a copy myself later."

The old servant hesitated to speak, but finally agreed.

Yu Qin silently held the jade pendant, rubbing the smooth edges with his fingertips, and the warm jade was quickly soaked with temperature.He lowered his eyes, suddenly threw the jade pendant aside, turned around and took out the scroll to read for a while.

Horse-drawn carriages are used for travel in winter, but this carriage is cheap, and the cold wind pours in through the gaps from time to time, causing the unhealed wound to ache again.

Yu Qin put down the book, picked up the piece of jade again, leaned closer, and could feel the scent left on the jade, which was the scent of that person.

……

On the day when Yan Yunhe returned to Shenji Camp, it was snowing, and he was dragged to drink by the happy generals.

This time I didn't dare to drink freely in the army. Instead, I reserved a room in a restaurant in the capital. A group of military masters drank indistinctly, as if they would get down on the ground without drinking, and no one wanted to leave.

This banquet was held for the banquet Yunhe, he had no choice but to accompany him, when he came, he drank the decoction to understand alcohol, just begging these generals to let him go.

However, several hours later, Song Wen drove over in a carriage and picked up a drunk Yan Yunhe.

After finally bringing him back to the mansion, he took a few servants to wash and bathe Yan Yunhe, and finally changed him into a white silk and satin inner robe, and moved him to the bed.

Song Wen breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his forehead, went out to get the hangover soup, turned around and saw that there was no one on the bed, Song Wen's complexion changed slightly: "Oops!"

He pushed open the door and said loudly, "Your Excellency has run away!"

When the servants in the yard heard this, their expressions changed: "Why did you run away again! Where will you go this time?"

Song Wen said anxiously: "Go to the backyard where he often goes to see, it's so cold, you shouldn't run too far!"

The Yan Mansion was suddenly in turmoil, but at the same time, the Yu Mansion was quiet.

Yu Qin returned to the bedroom after finishing work, ready to change into regular clothes.As soon as he stepped into the door, his eyebrows and eyes were condensed.No one in his house found out, which shows that this man's kung fu is unfathomable.

Pushing the golden knife with his fingertips, out of the sheath half an inch, Yu Qin suddenly stopped.

When he lifted his feet again, his steps were chaotic, and he walked to the bed. At this moment, the curtain of the bed was hanging down, covering the scenery inside.

Yu Qin opened it with the scabbard, only a gap was exposed, and immediately retracted the knife. He subconsciously took a step back.

He closed his eyes, turned around and closed the door, returned to the bed again, and gently raised the bed curtain: "Yan Yunhe."

Yu Qin called the man's name without emotion, but no one answered.

The person on the bed hugged his pillow tightly, his cheeks were unusually red, his eyes were closed, and he was sound asleep.

"Yan Yunhe." He spoke again, this time with a slightly higher pitch.

The person on the bed finally moved, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he struggled to open a gap.

Yu Qin looked at him expressionlessly, Yan Yunhe struggled to move, he helped the bed up, and his curly black hair fell down.The white tunic was open, revealing a chest that was as lustrous as honey, with a full outline faintly visible.

Yan Yunhe rubbed his eyes: "Yu Qin?"

His voice was hoarse after drinking: "Why are you here?"

Yu Qin: "I should ask Mr. Yan about this."

Yan Yunhe stared blankly: "A dream?"

Soon he accepted this statement, and smiled at Yu Qin: "Han Chu, come here."

Yu Qin didn't move, but Yan Yunhe moved. He stepped forward and hugged Yu Qin, dragging him to the bed.

The golden knife was unsheathed again, but for some reason it was not used by the owner for a long time, and finally fell to the edge of the bed, making a dull sound.

Yu Qin could smell a hint of alcohol, although it was faint.It was more of the smell belonging to Yan Yunhe, which filled the whole bed curtain and was everywhere.

The man's light-colored pupils looked darker than usual, probably because he was drunk.

Yan Yunhe closed his eyes slowly, as if he was about to fall asleep again, but for some reason he opened them reluctantly, staring at Yu Qin firmly.

He raised his hand, touched Yu Qin's face, and said with some doubts, "How can I still smell clearly in this dream?"

Yu Qin's lips moved slightly, but before he could speak, Yan Yunhe's hand came to Yu Qin's neck presumptuously, and stopped.

"Traces." Yan Yunhe said.

He stared at the wound on Yu Qin's neck, where scabs had formed, and there was a long streak left by Yan Yunhe's sword.

"You didn't want to kill me that day, did you?" Yan Yunhe said softly.

He was silent for a while, before he could answer: "Why don't you even talk to me in your dreams?"

That's fine, Yan Yunhe closed his eyes, he leaned down, getting closer and closer to Yu Qin, at least the Yu Qin in this dream would not stop him.

His lips touched the warm skin, and kissed the wound he left on Yu Qin: "You knew I liked you a long time ago, when did you know?"

With a low murmur, he pecked Yu Qin's chin, and suddenly his scalp hurt, and it was Yu Qin who grabbed his hair.

He was torn apart abruptly, and his back hit the mattress. It didn't hurt, but it made him a little dazed.

Yan Yunhe lay on the bed, curled her lips: "If you don't kiss, you don't kiss."

After finishing speaking, he felt a little resentful: "Obviously you kissed me first."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Yunhe's jaw was pinched, and Yu Qin's actions in the dream were very rough and abnormal.

Because then this Yu Qin lowered his head, kissed him, and forcefully pried open his lips.