Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight - Chapter 192

The next day, Yaoying found Li Zhongqian at the horse farm.

He was playing polo with Yang Qian leading the selected soldiers, training the cooperation of the team, and saw Yaoying ascending the platform, flying off the horse, throwing the moon-shaped stick into the hands of the hero on the sidelines, and stepping on the stone a few steps At the same time, the red narrow-sleeved robe was covered with dust, the headband was spread out, revealing half of the crystal and sweaty hair, the face was sweaty, the phoenix eyes looked particularly dark, and he asked out of breath, “What’s the matter? “

Yaoying handed him the water bag, “Brother, I heard that Xie Chong, they took a girl?”

Li Zhongqian didn’t receive the water bag, and he changed his color suddenly: “What have you heard? You also come to question me?”

Yaoying glared at him inexplicably, snapped, and the water sac patted his chest: “Didn’t I come to ask you? Why don’t I believe you?”

“You are my elder brother. If something like this happens, I will definitely ask you first, and then go to other people to verify.”

Li Zhongqian came back to his senses, his anger was reduced, and he smiled. He drank a sip of water, and the rest of the water poured directly on his head and wiped his face.

“Don’t be angry with brother, too many people have asked about this these days, they are all coming to question me.”

Yaoying was not angry, looked at him, and said sternly: “Brother, how can that girl have your token?”

The corner of Li Zhongqian’s mouth hooked, “The token was accidentally dropped into her hands when I was living in Bei Rong. The relationship between me and her was only a matter of fate, and did not do anything negative in morality. You can ask. Tali, I was rescued by her when I was in Beirong. She can prove that I did not owe any romantic debts.”

When he said this, Yaoying naturally believed, “Then how do you want to place her brother?”

Li Zhongqian frowned, and his wet face showed a little hesitation: “Let her go, she has no other place to go now, just raise her like this first.”

“What is her identity? Xie Chong, why didn’t they dare to say it clearly?”

Li Zhongqian combed his fingers, rubbed his hair, put on a scarf, and said, “Mingyue Slave, she is the youngest daughter adopted by Wakhan Khan. She should have been married to Prince Beirong as his wife.”

Yaoying was stunned, and a figure flashed through her mind.

“Brother, is that princess named Banal?”

Wakhan Khan will adopt orphans of his tribesmen and become princesses. After she is raised, she will marry the tribes, which can win people’s hearts and control the tribes by marrying and plundering them. Banal is one of his adopted daughters. When Bei Rong died, Banal hadn’t married yet. After Jin Bo returned to the royal court, he asked her whereabouts and wanted to take her to the royal court.

Li Zhongqian looked surprised: “Have you seen her? When?”

Yaoying nodded and said, “When I regained Yizhou.”

When she led the troops to Yizhou, the Western army was not allowed to harass women and children. She met Banal in Wang’s account, but at the time she was busy doing business and didn’t pay much attention to other people.

She remembered the name Banal because after seeing her, Banal looked weird and stared at her blankly for a long time. He also called her Ainuer and said that he knew her.

Li Zhongqian must have mentioned her to Banal.

“Brother…” Yaoying pondered for a moment, and said, “Princess Banal was raised by Princess Yiqing and has no affection for Wakhan Khan. Now Bei Rong has returned to the royal court, if you and Princess Banar is in love, and there is no need to taboo her country and identity.”

Li Zhongqian sneered: “What’s a national identity? I don’t want to start a family, and I haven’t done anything to be sorry for her… She has to chase after her, she is in a pitiful situation, let her go.”

The last few words brought a bit of indifferent annoyance.

Yaoying raised her eyebrows, and she knew Li Zhongqian’s temper. If he really hated Banal, he would have driven people away. Now Banal still lives in Gaochang, which shows that he doesn’t hate Banal.

“It’s good if you know it in your heart.”

Since Li Zhongqian did not live up to Banal, she would not take care of the affairs between them.

Li Zhongqian snorted, and the corners of his mouth raised: “Don’t worry about my business…”

The tone suddenly became joking, “Let’s take care of your monk first!”

Yaoying was startled, “What’s wrong with Luo Jia?”

Li Zhongqian pointed to several young children in the field, “Look at their faces.”

Yaoying looked over. The children watched her secretly while playing ball. They noticed her close gaze and hurriedly dodged. Saburo of Niu’s family accidentally fell off the horse and was almost stepped on by a horse’s hoof, waiting for him. When he got up, she noticed a bruise on his face and a swollen nose.

Li Zhongqian touched his chin and said meaningfully: “These people were picked by Bodhidharma himself… Yesterday you went to rest as soon as you entered the city. The monk was going to meet with Gaochang officials. You missed a lot of good scenes.”

Yaoying remembered the strange expression on his face when he saw Tamaraga last night, “Did they embarrass Roga?”

Li Zhongqian smiled: “It’s not embarrassing, but a bunch of silly boys want to see what the monk is better than them, nothing happened.”

Yaoying heart Dao Luo Jia has a calm temper. This is Gao Chang again. He doesn’t want her to embarrass her.

“I’ll go and see him. Brother, let’s play polo again. If you find it tricky on Princess Banal’s side, tell me and I’ll take care of it for you. Since you want to take care of Princess Banal, take good care of you. Don’t say anything to chill her heart.”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Li Zhongqian looked at her hurriedly leaving behind and cursed with a low smile.

I came to find him: “Alang, Princess Banal is sick…”

Li Zhongqian frowned and said, “If you are sick, go to the doctor, don’t have to go back and forth to me, and I won’t be able to treat the disease!”

The pros and cons didn’t know where his anger came from, and promise should be.

He walked out a few steps, paused, and said, “The healer in the palace is good at healing. Please take my post and ask it. No matter what medicine you need, it will be recorded in my account.”

After that, he took the ball stick, saddled on his horse, and continued to command the soldiers to rehearse the formation.

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Yaoying went to find Yuanjue first, and forced him to ask, “What happened at the banquet yesterday?”

Fate stayed for a full night, and waited for her to ask, her **** swelled, and said: “The queen didn’t know something. Yesterday, the children of Gaochang had to fight the king for wine, but the king still practiced the five precepts. If they don’t drink, they just They wrote poems to satirize the king not daring to fight, and then they clamored to compare with the king with archery, to see who could shoot the wild goose flying in the sky, the king would not kill for no reason, and they wrote poems…what else did they play by hitting the ball and spreading flowers, Whoever gets the Cuju on the feet has to compose a poem, and those who lose have to drink…”

In fact, Gao Chang’s children did not compose poems, they just used a few allusions, and they didn’t understand it because they didn’t understand it, only when they were laughing at people.

Yaoying couldn’t laugh or cry.

Fate didn’t understand the customs of the Central Plains. To her, Gaochang’s children’s methods of embarrassing Tamaraga seemed to be the tricks of marrying the car and playing with the bridegroom.

“What’s the matter with the injuries on Niuzaburo’s faces?”

Yuanjue quickly explained: “The king is honorable, and he loves the queen. He never hurt anyone! During the archery competition yesterday, the king couldn’t shoot the geese, so he shot the arrows at other people’s arrows. People’s arrows were all shot down, because they were riding and shooting. There were children competing for the first place. Several horses collided and fell like that… Also, they set up an ambush after the banquet and wanted to attack the king. Wang Yingming was wise, no Pay attention, they got caught in their own trap and were beaten like that…”

Although the sons of the wealthy family in Gaochang are both civil and military, they are far away from the Central Plains and only secretly read some scriptures. They are not as knowledgeable as Tamaraga. After a lot of poetry and theory, they find that he can’t be troubled. With a few arrows of Moraga, the arrows of all the people on the scene were shot down, and they suddenly remembered the prestige of the regent.

Bodhidharma originally followed the children to join in the fun. When facing the cold and majestic gaze of Tamaraga, he suddenly lost his thoughts and retreated to the side for a drink. Only a few dudes were still unconvinced and tried to embarrass Tamaraga. All were resolved by him one by one.

Yaoying didn’t expect so many things happened when she was asleep. She found the place where Tamara Gha lived, and the guards arched her hand at her, “Queen, the king is meeting with the messenger, what do you want to say?”

She shook her head and motioned to the guards not to make a sound. After waiting outside for a while, she saw the messenger coming out and deliberately stepped lightly into the house.

Tamaraga sat in front of the book table without looking up: “Have you eaten?”

“How do you know it was me who came in?”

Yaoying walked to his back, leaned down on his shoulders, and stretched out a pair of lotus arms from both sides of his arms to help him organize the books on the case, with her face pressed against his neck.

People often say that there is a light fragrance on her body in the hot summer weather.

Tamaraga pressed her naughty hand, did not laugh, but there was joy in her heart floating happily, a pool of still water, and the water lotus shook gently.

“I knew it as soon as you approached.”

Yaoying kissed him on the side of the cheek, “I heard Brother Niusaburo and others embarrassed you yesterday? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Tamaraga raised his head, tapped his fingers gently on the book case, and glanced at the guards standing by the door. The guard understood, nodded, put down the felt curtain, closed the door gently, called the others, and silently retreated downstairs.

“It’s a small matter.”

He looked up at her.

“Marry me, not wronged?”

Yaoying laughed, and pecking at the corner of his mouth: “Why do you remember to ask this?”

As soon as her kiss reached the point, Tamaraga couldn’t help but follow her lips with nostalgia. She had already stepped away, flipping through the scriptures on his book table indifferently.

He moved his eyebrows slightly, and calmly pressed the bottom booklet, “From Chang’an, Guazhou, Yizhou to Gaochang, along the way, there are a lot of errands begging for you.”

They are all high-spirited young men, knowledgeable and interesting.

She knew them, and exchanged a few words with them when she returned to the city, calling out each person’s name accurately, and they looked excited.

He heard the maid of the Gaochang Palace comment: “Of course the Buddha is handsome, but the Buddha is a monk, like a Buddha, so solemn… I don’t understand any taste, and the princess will soon get tired of the Buddha.”

“Yes, I heard that the Buddha still recites the scriptures every day. The princess is young and beautiful, how can he stand it?”

“These princes are all picked by the city lord…”

Tamara Gha bowed his head.

Yaoying leaned against him, leaned in his arms, rubbed his chest, waved her hand, full of pride.

“I don’t like them, just like you.”

The corners of Tamaraga’s lips curled up slightly and raised her hand to hug her.

She is very much loved by the people. Here, no one questioned her Han identity, and no one would insinuate her to seduce her family. Everywhere she went, people from all over the world would rush to greet her.

After finding Li Zhongqian, she can leave the royal court completely. For him, she will return to the royal court. The believers in the royal court insulted her. The officials in the court suspected that she had ulterior motives. The family sent someone to assassinate her… The country that is hostile to her has suffered so much, she has never complained to him.

He was just making things difficult for a few impulsive young men, so she rushed over to comfort him.

Tamara Gia stared at her for a long time.

He can hold her in his arms.

Yaoying raised her eyes, met his gaze, smiled, and raised her hand to touch his head.

“Why haven’t your hair grown yet?”

Her fingertips were crisp, numb, and a little itchy. She thought it was funny. Now she was not afraid of him. She moved up and held his face and leaned in to kiss him again.

Tamaraga looked at her, was silent for a while, and asked, “Do you still like it with your hair?”

Yaoying was startled, her eyes widened slowly, and after a long while, she burst into laughter, and lay back on his arm, her shoulders trembling with laughter.

He worried that after growing her hair, would she be disappointed?

Does the monk have such worries?

She couldn’t stop laughing, hooked his neck, and brushed his deep eyebrows and eyes with her fingers: “I like what you look like.”

He looked at her, suddenly leaned over, trapped her between his solid chest and the book case, his eyes darkened, one hand inserted into her hair, one hand pressed her neck, fingertips , Peeled off the silk ribbon, gently caressed, and whispered in her ear with a clear and cold voice: “Mingyue Slave, have always liked me like this, okay?”

Fragmented kisses fell on her temple.

Yaoying originally had the thought of teasing him, deliberately crooked in his arms to make trouble, soft and boneless, twisting and twisting, being pressed by him, she could not move, the silk ribbons scattered, and her long hair fell down. , Covering her shoulders.

He was still hot, and after several layers of clothes embroidered with dense gold patterns, he burned her, and his arms tied her tightly.

Gentle people become stronger, making people feel palpitations even more.

Heat flowed through her body.

He lifted her face, getting closer, his quiet and deep blue eyes reflected her, staring silently, silently protecting her as before, still hiding the vast world of ancient times in his eyes, but at this moment The kind of calmness that seemed to be able to see through people’s hearts when facing other people turned into gentle tenderness, longing for silent surging.

Obviously, there was no movement, no words, and the breathing was steady, but his eyes were burning like faint blue flames, and there were vigorous flames under the glacier.

Yaoying’s heartbeat speeds up suddenly, she hooks his neck down, kisses his lips, thinking that he chants the scriptures every night to make herself fall asleep, the tongue hooks him, breaks his teeth, twists together, and is inseparable. .

The breath merged and exchanged, the clothes were rusty and rubbed, and her plump and soft body slowly bloomed in his palm, and the sweet fragrance became more and more intense.

Tamaraga shook her body, clasped her arms tightly, and kissed back more intensely.

She was slightly cold, almost melting in his arms. He was so hot that he had nowhere to let go. He was next to her, as if holding a gurgling spring water, and ironed everywhere in his body. He wanted to just blend with her. , Couldn’t help holding tighter and tighter.

For a long time, he heard her unbearable whimper, recovered, and hurriedly loosened her lips, still pressing her hand on her greasy neck, letting her cling to himself.

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes moist, and a little lost, he looked down at her unblinkingly, gasping slightly.

Yaoying gradually calmed down, remembering that there were guards guarding outside, supporting his legs with her hands, and climbing up.

Tan Moroga raised his hand to help her. The next moment, his body froze suddenly, his breathing worsened, he closed his eyes, and his lips overflowed with an uncontrollable sound, which seemed to be painful, but also a muffled grunt.

Yaoying felt something wrong with her palm, and she froze. She was about to withdraw her hand, and Tamaraga trembled.

During this period of time, his practice has advanced to another realm, and he often gets fever. She is afraid of the heat. As soon as he passes by, she pushes him away. Knowing that he was restrained, soon came over to tease him.

He was afraid of hurting her.

“Mingyue Slave…”

He whispered to her, without saying anything, just whispering her name, exuding an aura that was so strong that she couldn’t calmly think.

Yaoying’s face burned, and she looked around with a guilty conscience.

In broad daylight.

The doors and windows in the house were closed tightly, and there was no swaying figure in front of the window. The guards didn’t know when they left quietly. These days, as long as they were alone, the people next to them would retreat.

Yaoying buried her face on Tamara Gha’s shoulders as she did last time, with red ears showing through her loose long hair.

At the moment of being wrapped in tenderness, even if Tamaragarh deliberately controlled herself, she still couldn’t help trembling and trembling.

He shuddered in her palm, tight, hot, and finally welled up, and strange emotions swam through his body like a tide.

It is said in the scriptures that the desires of men and women, such as glue paint, are hard to get away from, and it is true.

Desire is uncontrollable, and he has long been addicted to it, wanting to ask for more.

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The timeline in the previous chapter did not specifically state that Luo Jia’s first memory was after he and Yaoying returned from Gaochang.

Ai Nur: Turkic name, which probably means Mingyueguang, Mingyue Slave.