Unclean

Chapter 9

The umbrella fell to the feet of the two, splashing a string of water droplets.Without shelter, the wind and rain outside the corridor seemed to be getting stronger, rolling up the hem of their robes and intertwining in the air.

Yan Yunhe grabbed Yu Qin's neckline and pushed him against a pillar beside him. He approached him and stopped at an ambiguous and dangerous distance: "Zhao Yi provoked you, why are you so angry at me?"

Yu Qin's eyes were filled with cold anger: "Let go."

"Didn't it mean that I also have that kind of thought for you? It's rare to get close to you, why should I let go?" Yan Yunhe mocked.

Not only did he grab hold of the collar, but he also moved up along the neckline, running his fingertips over his neck, erasing the water marks he had been watching for a long time, all the way up, holding Yu Qin's cheek.

Yan Yunhe: "Master Yu, since you have found the protection of the Queen Mother, you can't stop the conversation. Why are you so angry? It's ridiculous."

When Yu Qin heard this, the coldness on his face gradually receded, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yan Yunhe suddenly let go, stepped back with his right foot, bent back, and with absolute waist strength, dodged the breaking rainwater, and went straight to the palm of his throat.

If he was hit by the palm with internal energy, he would have to be dumb for a while, even if he would not die.

Can't tell him, but actually shut him up in such a rude way, Yu Qin's temper became worse than ten years ago.

Yan Yunhe grabbed Yu Qin's wrist, and while using his strength to go back, he bent his knees and attacked Yu Qin's waist.

The two immediately exchanged hands in the hallway, this time there was no firecracker, nor golden knife, each move was punched to the flesh, the competition was body skills, and internal strength.

The internal boxing learned by Yu Qin uses softness to overcome rigidity.Yan Yunhe is the exact opposite of him, with a fierce style of play.

Yan Yunhe clenched his hands into fists and attacked Yu Qin's face. The opponent dodged sideways, and his fist hit the wall, making clear cracks.

Yu Qin looked at the cracked wall, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

At the same time as Yan Yunhe swept his leg whip, he grabbed the man's ankle, and at the same time, the cold internal force penetrated into the ankle bone of the palm, and the internal force turned into a sharp point, piercing the veins.

Yan Yunhe's complexion changed slightly in pain, and he pulled out abruptly. In a flash, Yu Qin raised his arms to block Yan Yunhe's other punch. Under the severe pain, the muscles in the blocking arms kept trembling.

"Master Yu, if you want to make a move, you can go to the school grounds. Behavior like this in the palace will only make people believe." Yan Yunhe said with a smile.

Yu Qin looked at the wall destroyed by Yan Yunhe: "So Master Yan also considers the occasion?"

"I'm outspoken, but far less cruel than you." Yan Yunhe touched his neck in fear, implying who made the first move.

Yu Qin smiled but said, "Even if it's not me, sooner or later you will come out of your mouth."

Thanks to Yu Qin's three consecutive smiles tonight, Yan Yunhe can't appreciate the beauty showing her face at all now.

When Yu Qin smiled, he felt terrified. He felt that it was either mocking him or killing him. In short, it was scary.

"Your Majesty ordered you and me to go to Yunzhou to calm the chaos. In the days to come, let us get along well." When it came to getting along well, Yan Yunhe emphasized his tone.

Obviously, he himself didn't believe that he could get along well with Yu Qin.

The little eunuch who had been hiding by the side for a long time saw that they had stopped fighting, so he finally mustered up the courage to meet him, and told Yu Qin that the Queen Mother had sent him over.

Hearing this, Yan Yun snorted almost uncontrollably, looked at Yu Qin provocatively, and gestured to let go.

Yu Qin didn't even look at him, turned around and left with the little eunuch.

The rain didn't stop, and Yan Yunhe was the only one left in the corridor.He stood for a long time before he bent down to pick up the umbrella that had been abandoned in the corner with a crack in it, and walked into the rain.

The speed changed from slow to fast, and the footsteps gradually became chaotic, as if fleeing.

When Song Wen heard the communication from the servant, he still felt strange.He hurriedly stood up, and while instructing his servants to go to the kitchen to serve a bowl of ginger soup, he muttered, "No, there must be a servant to send you off when you come out of the palace. How could you be so drenched like this?"

When he saw Yan Yunhe's appearance, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "My lord! Did you jump into the moat and swim back to the mansion?"

Yan Yunhe threw the towel for wiping hair over, and hit Song Wen on the face: "You can shut up if you can't speak!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Yunhe's complexion became even worse: "Prepare water! I want to take a bath!"

When Yan Yunhe took a bath, he didn't like to be served by others. When Song Wen brought in a change of clothes, saponin and ginger soup, he was leaning on the tub with his arms spread out on top of the tub, his back muscles showing clear texture with wet hair resting on it.

"It's so cold, and you come back after being drenched like this, maybe you will have a cold." Song Wen noticed the things in his hands, and then he noticed Yan Yunhe's bloodied back of his hand.

"Why did you hurt your hand? You didn't go to the camp..." Song Wen exclaimed, "You fought with someone in the palace!"

However, he didn't wait for Lai Yan Yunhe's answer for a long time, and the other party soaked quietly in the bathtub, silent beyond words.

Song Wen had no choice but to say: "It needs to be bandaged with medicine."

Yan Yunhe waved his hand: "No need, it's only when it hurts that your memory grows. Go on."

Seeing that he was full of worries, Song Wen had no choice but to back down.

When the door of the room was closed, Yan Yunhe scooped up water with both hands and washed his face.The wound on his hand was stinging from the hot water, he looked at the distorted reflection in the water, and slowly closed his eyes: "Asshole."

It's just this sound, I don't know who is scolding.

In the Cining Palace.

Empress Dowager Jiang, who was nearly forty years old, was leaning on the couch, and the little maid knelt down and kneaded the soles of her feet.

Zhu Cui pressed her black hair, her eyebrows and eyes still showed a bit of the stunning beauty of the harem back then, her well-maintained flesh did not look old, even walking with Emperor Cheng Jing, she looked more like siblings than mother and child.

But the tiredness in her eyes reveals her age and the traces of her years of immersion in the palace.

She closed her eyes and said slowly, "How long have you been kneeling?"

Aunt Zhang, the maid of honor, said in a low voice, "It has been two hours."

Empress Dowager Jiang hummed: "Take him to change clothes before coming in."

Not long after, Yu Qin, who was dressed in moon white clothes, was led by Aunt Zhang to the Queen Mother, and he knelt down.

The blue armor inlaid with jewels hooked his chin, and Yu Qin raised his face with strength, his eyelashes still drooping respectfully.

Empress Dowager Jiang said: "You got into a fight with that boy from the Yan family?"

Yu Qin's face remained unchanged, and he didn't even see much panic: "The queen mother forgives me!"

Empress Dowager Jiang laughed: "When did you really know your mistake, it's just a perfunctory excuse."

"Forget it, this time Yunzhou suppressed the bandits, the Ai family has won an opportunity for you, you and Yan Yunhe will go to Yunzhou together."

Yu Qin bowed his head and said yes.

The woman's hand slid across his cheeks, leaving behind a rich fragrance and a delicate touch, which was different from the heat in the rain.

One side is cold, the other side is rough.

After finishing speaking, the Empress Dowager raised her eyes to signal, and the maids in the room quietly got up and retreated.

Yu Qin stood up and walked to the table, where a Guqin had already been placed. He glanced at the Queen Mother and plucked the strings casually.

When he and the empress dowager were alone, they didn't talk often, and the empress dowager didn't need him to speak.

Because his voice didn't sound like one, but his face was full of seven points of resemblance.As for the remaining three points, the Queen Mother hated it very much.

In the leisurely sound of the piano, Empress Dowager Jiang closed her eyes and said, "The Ai family heard that you and Yan Yun are classmates."

Yu Qin replied in a low voice, and the queen mother said again: "How is the relationship?"

"Extremely bad." Yu Qin said concisely.

The queen mother slowly opened her eyes: "That's it, if Ai's family asked you to kill him..."

Before the words fell, the strings of the zither broke suddenly and made a piercing sound.

Yu Qin looked at the broken guqin, the sound of blood beating on the ancient wood was very soft, not very clear in the trembling lingering sound.

The Empress Dowager looked at him probingly, and said with a soft smile, "Is Han Chu reluctant?"

"When and where." He asked without any emotion.

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Banyan Yunhe, whose name is Huaiyang.Yu Qin, courtesy name Hanchu.Taken from Song Dynasty poet Xiang Zichen's "Yu Meiren · Huaiyang Hall Zeng Xiangxiang" Huaiyang Hall once met, Qing Han first overflowed the evening clouds.