Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 108

When Shen Huai retreated, the night became more intense. Lin Qingyu and Jiang Xing were speechless with each other separated by the scattered memorabilia.

Feeling the coldness on Lin Qingyu’s body, Jiang Xing was a little panicked. He made Lin Qingyu feel uncomfortable again, he was not afraid that Lin Qingyu would be angry with him, but he was afraid that he could not coax him well.

Jiang Xing was worried about what to do, Mother Xiujiao came in and reminded Lin Qingyu: “Lin adults, the emperor should go to bed.”

It is already broken rules for the emperor and his ministers to live in the Xingqing Palace. If they sleep together, the Queen Mother will not agree. Lin Qingyu has lived in the side hall these days, only a few steps away from the emperor’s palace. But he still felt it was not enough. When unable to sleep, after waking up in a dream, he would go to the main hall to take a look, just to confirm that Jiang Xing was still there.

At this moment, he didn’t want to let Jiang wake up and blurted out: “Don’t go.”

Madam Xiujiao was scared by Lin Qingyu’s icy tone. Master Lin is not a good-for-nothing person, and his husband must be in a bad mood. At this moment, who dares to provoke him.

Jiang Xing said slowly: “You should withdraw first.”

Mother Xiujiao was stunned: When did the emperor speak so much like an adult man, he even has a temperament that always holds a high position. She didn’t have time to think about it, and bowed her body and retired.

Jiang Xing carefully looked at Lin Qingyu’s expression, and said coldly: “Jiang Xing, you really are a big liar, how many things are you hiding from me?”

Lin Qingyu frowned: “Are you here to play me now?”

Jiang Xing stopped Lin Qingyu’s waist and smiled and took the person into his arms: “I will speak for you first, so that you can take a break.”

Lin Qingyu whispered: “You said… soon.”

“It’s really fast. I’ve got a thousand arrows through my heart. Isn’t it happy?” Jiang Xing said half-truth, “Really, I think this method of death is quite easy, and it’s much better than dying slowly.”

Lin Qingyu closed her eyes and clutched her fingers tightly: “You just made a mistake.”

“Um?”

“I won’t call you a big liar.”

Jiang Xing suddenly said, “Yes, you should be able to scold’beast’.”

Lin Qingyu paused and said, “Jiang Xing, big idiot.”

Jiang Xing laughed: “Baby isn’t angry anymore?” This was much better than he expected.

Lin Qingyu shook his head: “I can’t live anymore.” He lowered his head, leaning on Jiang Xing’s shoulder, his voice trembling, “Why do you always suffer that kind of suffering? When Lu Wancheng was like this, Gu Fuzhou couldn’t escape. “

Jiang Xing smiled: “I’m also very curious, why is it always me.” He said casually, “I don’t seem to have done anything to hurt the world.”

Lin Qingyu’s shoulders froze, her eyes widened in amazement. Jiang Xing, who was holding him, noticed him for the first time, and looked down at him: “What’s the matter?”

Lin Qingyu stabilized his breath, and Nian Jiang Xing clung more tightly: “…It’s okay. Can you not leave tonight?”

Jiang Xing walked to the bed with Lin Qingyu in his arms and said sternly: “General Gu died on the battlefield, Madam Gu lost her love and is heartbroken. Let me comfort him.”

Lin Qingyu buried her head in his neck and chuckled, “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

Jiang Xing accompanied Lin Qingyu to sleep. After he fell asleep, he quietly returned to the main hall, painfully returning to his cold bed from the soft soft jade.

He had to think of a way to sleep with Lin Qingyu in an open and honest manner. That is, they are only sleeping now, and after they have sex, he will put on his pants and leave. That would be too tragic. A proper scumbag behavior. More importantly, running back and forth every night is really tiring.

The news of Gu Fuzhou’s death spread throughout the city, from the civil and military officials to the ordinary people, all sighed. In the barracks, the burly men cried and swelled their eyes. When Wu Guogong heard the bad news, the old tears were full of tears, and the sky had no eyes; Wu Zhan was also overwhelmed with grief, white hair grew from his sideburns, and his spirits of the past were never seen again. Even some officials who didn’t like Fuzhou had to behave a little bit, and shed a few tears in a pretense.

There are rumors that the new emperor gradually communicated with personnel after he became king. After learning of Gu Fuzhou’s death, if he lost a brother, he would not hesitate to cut off his hair as a sacrifice, and let him share the temple to comfort the spirit of Gu Fuzhou in the sky.

Lin Qingyu was Gu Fuzhou’s survivor and the only remaining master of the General’s Mansion, and had to go back to the Mansion to perform the funeral ceremony. But seeing him dressed in mourning clothes, he wins snow in white clothes, and the ribbons of his hair are all white, slender and dust-free, as icy jade.

Jiang Xing’s eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, “Where is this beautiful little widow, come over and give me a hug.”

Although Lin Qingyu doesn’t care about mundane relationships, it would be too much for him to wear mourning clothes and go to make out with men. “Don’t make trouble.” Lin Qingyu said, “I will review the mansion, you…”

Jiang Xing consciously said, “I will wait in the palace for you to come back, not going anywhere.”

Lin Qingyu nodded, after taking two steps, she was still worried, and hurriedly turned back: “Do you want to look back at the mansion to see the little Gu worms? They are already very big…”

Jiang Xing smiled lazily: “Okay.”

Lin Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief, and invited Xiao Songzi to change Jiang Xing’s clothes: “If the queen mother asks, she will say that the emperor has already fallen asleep, and it is inconvenient to see people.”

Jiang Xing changed into the costume of an ordinary rich man. His short hair was too eye-catching, so Lin Qingyu put on him a fox fur with a hood. No one in Gu’s mansion had ever seen Xiao Li, so they shouldn’t recognize him.

When the two got into the carriage, Jiang Xing joked: “Will you let Xiao Songzi cover up for us? He is’Xiao Songzi’.”

Lin Qingyu said: “He is very tight in front of me, he is a credible person.”

Jiang Xing’s smile disappeared: “This…”

Outside the general’s house, Yuan Yin took Huantong, Hualu, Zhang Shiquan and others waiting early. From a distance, it was bleak and plain white. Jiang Xing looked at the word “Gu Mansion” with white banners hanging on the door, and he felt like a world away.

Since Jiang Xing fell asleep at the first seven o’clock in Gu Fuzhou, Lin Qingyu never returned to Gu’s mansion. Yuan Yin is a capable man. After receiving the news, he endured his grief and set up a mourning hall to prepare for all this. “Madam, you are back.”

Huan Tong red eyes and said: “Master, the general really…he really went? He is so powerful, how could he say nothing is right…Did they make a mistake?”

Lin Qingyu was noncommittal, saying: “Don’t stand here anymore, just go in.”

Yuan Yin saw the young man following Lin Qingyu and was taken aback for a moment, and asked, “Madam, who is this?”

“Don’t worry, just let him follow me.”

Gu Fuzhou’s body has not yet arrived in Beijing, and there is an endless stream of people who come to Gu Mansion for condolences, most of them are Gu Fuzhou’s subordinates during his lifetime, and Lin Qingyu has to bother to receive them. Jiang Xing was hidden in the side hall by Lin Qingyu. He was drowsy listening to the sobbing and sobbing through a curtain, until a loud voice rang.

“It’s me! I killed the general! If I hadn’t forced the general to take command of the Northwest on the same day, why did the general come here! General, general, without you, what can I do after Da Yu… I became Da Yu’s” Sinners of the ages…”

Yuan Yin watched Wu Zhan wailing, he was already out of control, and asked Lin Qingyu: “Madam, can I persuade General Wu?”

Lin Qingyu knelt down in front of Gu Fuzhou’s spirit and said, “It’s okay, let him cry.”

When Wu Zhan was howling dimly, many people came one after another. Zhang Shiquan reported to Lin Qingyu one by one: “Madam, Lord Li from the Ministry of War is here.”

The only person in the Ministry of War with the surname Li is Li Chu. Jiang Xing heard Lin Qingyu talk about Li Chan. Lin Qingyu’s evaluation of him is “a person who has both inside and outside, and can be used”, which is much higher than his evaluation of Xiao Songzi-it’s **** “both inside and outside”.

Jiang Xing opened the curtain, just in time to see Li Ling walk into the mourning hall. His appearance is clear and juicy, he has the character of a literati, and he is indeed a young talent.

Li Chun Chixiang prayed three times in front of Gu Fuzhou’s spirit, and then walked to Lin Qingyu: “Master Lin.”

Lin Qingyu nodded towards Li Chun, “Master Li.”

Li Tan couldn’t help but put his hand out, trying to touch the thin shoulder. As soon as she was about to touch her, her hand dropped again. After all, he still didn’t have so much courage, and he only dared to comfort him with words: “People can’t come back to life after death, Master Wang Lin will change in sorrow.”

Jiang Xing laughed low, lowered the curtain, and sat back to continue his sleepiness.

Hualu and Huantong knelt in front of the brazier and burned the paper money. The former mumbled: “How come the young master is so peaceful.”

Huantong said: “You forgot, when Xiaohouye went, the young master was also very calm, but he must be more uncomfortable than anyone else.”

Hualu shook her head: “It’s different.” She could feel the nuances, but couldn’t tell the difference.

After sunset, the guests gradually dispersed. According to Dayu custom, Lin Qingyu had to watch for the deceased husband for three days.

Seeing that Lin Qingyu had dismissed all his servants, Jiang Xing came out of the side hall with a yawn. Lin Qingyu squinted at him, “Would you like to give yourself a fragrance?”

“Forget it.” Jiang Xing leaned over and hugged Lin Qingyu from behind, “Qingyu, I’m sleepy.”

Lin Qingyu said: “You go back to your room to sleep first.”

Jiang Xing said sleepily, “You stay with me.”

Lin Qingyu looked at Gu Fuzhou’s spiritual position and took away Jiang Xinghuan’s hand on his waist: “The emperor loves him, and the ministers are in fear. It’s just that I’m still filial piety for General Gu.”

Jiang Xing closed his eyes and smiled: “If Aiqing said this, I won’t be sleepy–how do you want to keep filial piety to General Gu?”

“At least you can’t sleep with the emperor in Gu’s mansion.”

“It’s okay,” Jiang Xing’s eyes were bright, as if bad water was brewing, “We secretly didn’t let others find out.”

Lin Qingyu: “…”

“So, do you want to have an affair with me——Mrs. Gu?” The three words “Mrs. Gu” rose up, with an ambiguous smile at the end.

Lin Qingyu calmly said: “Your body is not yet eighteen years old.”

Jiang Xing was stunned: “…Huh?”

“I remember you said that in your hometown, men under the age of 18 have many restrictions on their behavior. They cannot marry and do not promote friendship.” Lin Qingyu paused, “In addition, you said that in your It’s illegal to sleep with a fool in his hometown.”

Jiang Xing replied: “Have I said that?”

Lin Qingyu said: “Am I wrong?”

“But I’m not stupid anymore. Besides, I am now in Dayu, why do I still follow the traditions of my hometown? Here, people who marry early can have a second child at the age of 17. Wait, you shouldn’t You really have to wait for my body to be 18 years old before you have **** with me? It’s rare for me to find something that is willing to move and is not too tired. How can you blow my enthusiasm so much.”

Seeing Jiang Xing’s face aching, Lin Qingyu couldn’t help but smile. He smiled in mourning clothes, and Jiang wakes up for a while, and wants to kiss him.

Lin Qingyu raised his hand to cover his lips: “Don’t be here.”

Jiang Xing grabbed his hand: “I want it.”

When he kissed him, Lin Qingyu’s heart was lifted suddenly, and her body trembled. The candle flame was dim, Jiang Xing was too close, Lin Qingyu couldn’t see his face clearly, only the fuzzy outline could be seen.

The word “ridiculous” flashed in Lin Qingyu’s mind, and her hand touched Jiang Xing’s chest, but she couldn’t push it away.

Jiang Xing felt his strength and laughed: “Baby is so nervous–is it because your dead husband is watching.”

Lin Qingyu had time to refute in the future, and Jiang Xing’s lips were blocked again. He has never been a pedantic person, since he can’t escape, it’s better to enjoy it with peace of mind. Lin Qingyu closed his eyes, and the surrounding mourning halls disappeared, leaving only the gentle and warm touch, and the clean and natural aura of a young man.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the dark corner of the corner.

Jiang Xing slowly raised his eyes and followed the sound, only to see a figure leaving hurriedly. He couldn’t see the man’s face, but from his back alone, he probably had a count in his heart.

With this person’s skill, he could still leave traces, showing how scared he was.

Lin Qingyu was softened by Jiang Xing’s kiss. He couldn’t hear anything, and a soft groan overflowed between his lips and teeth because of unsatisfactory breathing.

This low moan made Jiang Xing breathe, and immediately left the matter behind, lowered his eyes, and intently kissed the beauty in mourning in his arms.