When Sheng Xuanyuan came back, it was probably already midnight. He rubbed his soaked long hair and saw Qiong Yi sleeping like a silkworm chrysalis on the bed.
At the second glance, next to the half-lit candlestick, he saw the marked files and a pair of exquisite jade hair crowns placed very neatly.
In fact, he had already returned to the camp in Xushi. The disciples of his clan did not listen to Qiong Yi's instructions and kept it secret from him. Instead, he quietly sold Qiong Yi out and directly said that Miss Lu was here and was waiting for him in the camp yesterday.
Sheng Xuanyuan thought about how he had been fighting in the dust for several days, and how he had fought with the sneaks last night. The dust on his body was very heavy, so he used his sword to go to a distant river beach to take a shower, and after washing himself, he came back to see her. What he saw was , a guy huddled under the quilt and sleeping with his head buried in his quilt.
The corners of his lips rose unconsciously. He walked to the side of the bed and lifted the quilt and leaned over to look at her. His wet hair slid down his shoulders. Qiong Yi's quilt was pulled away, and his face felt cold. When he opened his eyes and stared blankly, he saw Hei Hei. Sheng Xuanyuan, with disheveled hair, said with a confused smile: "Ah... you're back? Did you know you came back to rest..."
"How long have you been waiting?" he asked.
"Not long. Compared to you waiting for me to wake up, it won't be long at all." Qiong Yi yawned, lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, and walked to the desk: "Sheng Jing, happy birthday, these words should have been spoken to me yesterday. You said it, but now, even though it's a little late, it's still the same..."
She held up the hair crown: "I made a hair crown for you, do you want to try it?"
Sheng Xuanyuan walked over, sat down in front of her, took the hair crown and looked at it carefully: "It's very beautiful, thank you for your trouble."
"Like it?"
"I like it." He put his slender fingers on the back of her neck, raised his head and kissed her: "You gave it to me, I like it all."
"Hmm..." Qiong also parted lips with him, breathing slightly, "Would you like to try it on?"
"My hair is still a little wet."
Qiong Yi just picked up the hair crown and stroked on the top of his head: "It seems suitable. It's not suitable to tie your hair at night. You will have to rest soon."
He looked back and lowered his eyes: "Yeah."
Qiong also put down her hair crown, and the moisture in Sheng Xuanyuan's hair was clear and like a little snake, her thoughts were burrowing into her heart. Her thoughts were very gentle, and the deepest words in her heart somehow came out of her mouth. : "Sheng Kyung."
She said: "Tonight, let's get married."
Just a moment ago, when she held up her hair crown, what she was thinking was not that it was inappropriate to tie her hair up at night, but that it would have to be loosened later anyway.
Sheng Xuanyuan was stunned, and stretched out his hands to support her arms: "Really?"
"Don't you want me?"
An almost unhesitating "thinking" sound came out of her mouth before she finished speaking. He held her under her legs and picked her up. There was still a bit of coolness in Sheng Xuanyuan's arms, and Qiong was also moved by him. He hugged him above his head and listened to the crisp laughter. After a few breaths, he felt that his body soaked in the river water began to heat up. He hugged his neck and kissed him.
Sheng Xuanyuan waved his finger and the candle light was extinguished. He hugged her and fell on the bed to make love.
He tore off her belt and took off her clothes. Her eyes were white. The injuries on her body were almost healed, only the scars remained. Sheng Xuanyuan grabbed her hand and put it against his chest: "...Qiong Yi. I haven't been injured in the past few days, so you can touch it."
The naked upper body looked like a finely carved jade statue, with clear and powerful lines. Qiong also felt the touch from her fingertips. The muscles were plump and elastic. The temperature on her cheeks increased sharply, as if they were dyed. Like rouge, she was ashamed and wanted to laugh: "Are you... seducing me?"
Sheng Xuanyuan laughed: "Otherwise."
Qiong Yi saw that the desire in his eyes was so full that he wanted to make the first move. She pursed her lips and smiled, hooked her legs around his waist from below, and extended her hands from his shoulders to his back muscles. , took the initiative to move up and kiss him on the lips.
It is the aroma of cold pine, very light and thin, along with the dew at night and the smell of green grass carried by the wind from the Gobi Desert.
Qiong Yi's kissing skills are very good, which he cannot learn from.
After the deep kiss, Sheng Xuanyuan was already lost: "Qiong Yi... um..."
He called her name over and over again in her ears, and Qiong also called him back. His voice was like the crisp call of an oriole in spring. It slowed down in the depth of love, and the shallow hum turned into a sweet song. In between breaths, it was eating. The pain stopped abruptly, and the hand stroking his back couldn't help but turn into scratching.
"There's no need to hold back, Qiong Yi."
He saw clearly the pair of almond-shaped eyes in the dark night. He was half drunk and half awake. He was mesmerized by the fluttering and throbbing long eyelashes. He fell in love with her and then kissed her body unscrupulously. Qiong also suppressed her gasp. , shook his head: "No... the camp... the night patrol... will hear you and me..."
"I have ordered that we are the only ones here tonight."
"Hiss! Sheng Kyung, you bite again!..."
"No more biting...relax..."
Sheng Xuanyuan's movements were very green, not so much unfamiliar as unfamiliar. Seeing the grimace on her face, he couldn't enjoy it at all, so he could only continue his love with kisses and whispers, Feelings of numbness and tingling all over the body, anger or panting, the sky and the earth turning upside down, and the water and clouds flowing in the stream.
At the mouth of the valley between the distant mountains, there is wind and sand whistling in my ears, the rainbow has long since fallen, and the white night is like a tide coming from the intersection of the desert and the sky, rising higher and higher, the stars are swaying, and the full moon is bright.
The sand and gravel were pushed forward by the wind and waves. After a while, the sky and the earth rose half clear and half dream, the stars sank into the ground, and the dust particles floated into the sky.
*
Early morning.
After Sheng Xuanyuan woke up, he first lightly kissed her forehead, then stood up gently, tied up her hair, tidied her crown, and put on her soft armor. The person who had been fussing in his arms for half the night was still awake at this time. He walked to the side of the bed and rubbed her cheek. The flesh felt soft and he liked it very well.
Qiong Yi said a vague "hmm" and reluctantly opened her eyes to look at him. The memory of last night came to her mind, making her embarrassed to recall it. She snorted, wrapped herself in the quilt and turned away, leaving only two words. : "Excessive."
Very excessive.
Very excessive.
To put it simply, after he regained consciousness, he got out of hand and rubbed her without mercy. He stayed up from late at night until dawn, and he refused to let her rest until she couldn't hold on any longer.
Qiong also closed her eyes and muttered: Sheng Jin is such a tall and strong person, but her own body is not big. Compared with him, she looks like a twig. She was tortured by him in such a different way. The bones in my body are falling apart, every part of my body hurts, and I feel sleepy.
But the guy who contributed the most was standing beside the bed in high spirits, leaving her puzzled. Who touched whom last night? Could she have been shortchanged by him?
After thinking about it, he murmured again: The double cultivator is not as ecstatic as the storybook says, and the two of them agree, but they are looking for punishment!
Sheng Xuanyuan paused for a moment and became speechless, knowing that he had not held back: "I'm sorry... Qiong Yi, if you feel uncomfortable today, you won't be able to get up. You should have a good rest."
Qiong also huddled her head in the corner of the quilt and ignored him.
"Qiong Yi." He leaned forward and stroked her long hair. His long knuckles passed over the top of her head. Qiong Yi subconsciously turned her head and rubbed his hand, but belatedly realized that it was due to her insanity. Qing Shi was a physical habit developed by him. She covered her head with a quilt and listened to him: "Sleep a little longer. I'll come back to see you when I'm done."
Qiong Yi said "Yeah" sleepily, curled up and fell asleep.
Before Sheng Xuanyuan left the camp, he warned his logistics disciples: "There have been a lot of files these days, and Miss Lu is reviewing them in the camp. She probably won't pay the bills today. Food and water will be sent to her in time."
The logistics disciple just obeyed: "Yes, young master."
After giving instructions, Sheng Xuanyuan went to the main camp. Inside the camp, the hall masters of various clans were discussing matters with Xie Cong, and Yan Tingshen was also there. Since Qiong Yi lost his mind, Yan Tingshen's plans for the Sheng family's invasion of Taiwan and the rear were mostly planned. His suggestions were very safe and comparable to Qiong Yi's plans. Xie Cong sometimes adopted them and sometimes had other plans.
Most of the time, Yan Tingshen would discuss strategies with Sheng Xuanyuan and Su Ye in private before reporting to Xie Cong.
Because Sheng Xuanyuan had been the hands-off shopkeeper for a long time, he didn't have much say in the battle. He didn't care, because with his strength, he was indispensable on the battlefield to face the enemy.
In the field outside the main camp, Sheng Xuanyuan watched the disciples of his sect practicing archery, and there were also people from other clansmen practicing. Su Ye and Xu Yichen were chatting outside the tent, talking about the great situation now. Seeing Sheng Xuanyuan coming, Xu Yichen waved to him: "Brother Sheng, are you here? Why do you look so good now?"
Sheng Xuanyuan lowered his eyes and said: "The battle is completely won, so naturally I feel comfortable."
Su Ye glanced at him and felt that Sheng Xuanyuan was in a good mood today. When he saw the neatly combed hair crown on his head, he suddenly said: "It was your birthday in Zhongyuan the day before yesterday! Oh, I was so busy that I forgot! This hair The crown is nice, was it given to you by Qiong Yi, right?"
"yes."
Xu Yichen suddenly realized: "Miss Lu gave it to me? No wonder Brother Sheng is in a good mood."
"Yes." Su Ye smiled: "I heard that she has regained consciousness. How are her injuries? Do you still remember me? When the front line is over, I have to take the time to see her."
"She is fine now. Let's go see her together after Kun Zhai is defeated."
"OK!"
*
When Qiong Yi got up that day, she walked awkwardly. She couldn't walk out openly to meet people. She covered her red face and called Sheng Xuanyuan a bastard in her heart.
Fortunately, someone came to bring water and food, so she could only pretend to be busy and write at her desk in the tent.
Three days later, the camp received news that Xirong had withdrawn its troops.
The monks of the five tribes drove the Rong army back to the depths of the desert, and the pseudo-cultivators were almost extinct. King Kunzhai admitted defeat and sued for peace, performing a defeat ceremony in front of the army.
This was the first time that Sheng Xuanyuan saw the king of Kunzhai. He only knew that she was a woman. When he saw it, he was still shocked in his heart.
She was a very young woman, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes. Her specific age could not be determined. Her facial features were deep and beautiful, not soft, but full of aggression. She stood in front of the sedan, saluted Xie Cong with one hand, and bent her knees to surrender. Under the dazzling desert sunshine, her pair of purple eyes caught the light, which was better than the glazed gemstones on her hair accessories, ears, and body. Even more eye-catching.
She glanced between the five tribes camps, as if looking at people, and only made slight contact with Sheng Xuanyuan's eyes, and then moved on to the next person.
Sheng Xuanyuan clenched his fists: ...It’s so similar.
The color of these eyes is so similar to Qiong Yi's.
It's so resembling that it makes one's heart palpitate.
At this point, Kunzhai was defeated.
*
When Sheng Xuanyuan returned to his station, the rear was overjoyed and looked forward to the return of his master as soon as possible, including the news about the Guangyang lineage. Lu Bin meant that the disciples of his sect should turn back as soon as possible.
Naturally, this includes his direct disciple, Lu Xiyan.
Qiong was not waiting for him in the camp. Instead, she was discussing with her fellow disciples about returning home, including who should lead the team for the disciples who did not know how to wield a sword, how many horses could be allocated, how to settle down on the way, and so on. He was never resting when he saw her.
Qiong Yi saw Sheng Xuanyuan coming, waved with his senior brothers, and greeted him with a smile. Sheng Xuanyuan opened his arms, but heard people chirping from behind: "Qiong Yi! - Do you still remember who I am? !--"
"Qiong Yi, welcome back."
"Miss Lu!"
"Miss Xiyan, it's great to see you wake up!..."
Sheng Xuanyuan was speechless, put his arm around Qiong Yi's neck and turned around, as if to declare his master.
Qiong Yi secretly glared at him and called everyone in front of him with a smile: "Su Ye! Brother Yan!"
Su Ye ran in front, apparently wanting to hug Qiong Yi, but because Sheng Xuanyuan was already hugging her very tightly, he could only hug them both, pat them a few times, and then let go. Let the people behind you exchange pleasantries.
"Okay! Okay! Just wake up and you'll be fine!"
"It's all thanks to Sheng Kyung that I was able to wake up."
"I heard that on the night we fought in front of the pass, Xirong soldiers attacked the villages and towns in the rear. Miss Xiyan, you were the one who guarded them. Now they have statues made and enshrined!"
"Yes! Great achievements in battle!"
"Hahaha, Miss Lu, if you advance to the 'Mahayana' in your cultivation, I'm afraid you won't be able to directly ascend to immortality."
"Ouch! Really, don't make fun of me!" Qiong Yi folded his hands and couldn't help smiling on his face. He raised his head to look at Sheng Xuanyuan: "Sheng Jin, let's go back together."
Sheng Xuanyuan just looked at her with a smile in his eyes and did not respond.
*
After everyone was sent away, Sheng Xuanyuan told her that the monks of the Sheng family could not return to Middle-earth immediately.
"Why? But my master has already called us back to Guangyang." Qiong was also puzzled.
Sheng Xuanyuan explained: "The disciples of my clan need to clear away all the ghosts that are filled with hatred due to those who died in the battle from the Western Border to Lishan Mountain. Otherwise, they will cause chaos and the earth evil spirits will accumulate. This It’s what I should do.”
Qiong Yi frowned: "How long will it take?"
"I can go to Guangyang to see you at the end of the year."
"Then I wait for you."
He kissed her teeth: "Yeah."
