Chapter 244 The Fish that Slipped Through the Net

Ye Qingcheng's attitude towards the matter of sleeping with her was absolutely serious, and she would do what she said. No matter whether Yunting was a gentleman or coy, she would treat it as invisible, just like a madam who forced a good girl into prostitution in a brothel and would not force him. Never give up until you abandon your weapons and surrender.

In her words, "Idleness is idleness, why not find something pleasant to do."

So she forced Yunting to bathe with her, and unscrupulously looked at his body from top to bottom. When she saw the light marks all over his chest and back, her eyes darkened, but she said nothing. , quietly splashing water to cleanse oneself.

The three years of separation were torture for her, and for Yunting, they were almost depressing to the point of madness.

She didn't know how he survived those three years, and she couldn't participate in his more than a thousand difficult days. But as of today, all the suffering and pain will be faded along with the scars on his body. And slowly fade.

In their future lives, in addition to joining hands in revenge, they will also use love to heal the scars in each other's hearts.

Yunting walked into the bathtub, and the water surface with various fresh petals floating on it rippled, spreading out layer by layer, and the petals exuded a refreshing fragrance.

Half leaning against the bathtub, a long and thin figure is looming in the water. Her skin is fair and her back is smooth. She has the fitness of a martial arts practitioner and the whiteness and delicateness she developed after being frail and taking medication during those years. It is perfect and impeccable.

Even the messy scars from three years ago have actually faded under the influence of drugs, leaving only a few faint traces. Through these traces, one can see the injuries suffered before, but it does not make people feel sad. Feeling unwell.

Ye Qingcheng looked at it with a calm look in his eyes, but said nothing. He lowered his eyes and concentrated on taking the water to purify himself. After a stick of incense, Ye Qingcheng stood up and walked out of the bath, wiped his body slowly, and then raised his eyes to look at Yunting: "Has it been washed?"

Yun Ting suddenly came back to his senses and looked up to see Ye Qingcheng, who had put on a cloud-colored light silk dress. Her exquisite body was looming under the light silk dress, and her pair of slender white legs...

Yunting looked away in panic, his cheeks felt hot, but he heard Ye Qingcheng's bewitching voice ringing in his ears: "Do you need me to wait for you?"

Yunting calmed down and cursed himself for being useless.

After all, he is a man, how can he be frightened by a woman so much that he blushes and his heart beats?

"Hurry up." Ye Qingcheng, with her bare feet, turned around and walked to the side of the imperial concubine's couch to lie down. "After washing, take me out."

Yunting didn't have time to think about it. He washed himself hurriedly, got out of the bath, wiped himself, and put on the pajamas that Ye Qingcheng had prepared for him. Then he turned to look at the woman lying on the couch with her eyes closed, and slowly raised her feet. He walked over, his steps as stiff as a prisoner going to the execution ground.

Walking to the imperial concubine's bed, Yunting pursed her thin lips, picked her up stiffly, turned around and walked towards the bed in the inner hall.

Ye Qingcheng was hugged by him, but she could still stretch out her delicate hands to lift his chin. She quietly looked at his face, which was so red that it seemed to be bleeding, and his teeth that were involuntarily clenched when he was nervous. He couldn't help but chuckle: "You Afraid of me?"

"I……"

Ye Qingcheng looked at him with a smile: "Can I eat people?"

Yunting shook his head.

"I think your reaction at this time is particularly like that of a young girl on the first day she was sold into a brothel." Ye Qingcheng curled her lips in an interesting way, "I am the madam who gave birth to a vicious heart."

"You are a benefactor." Yunting felt as if his voice was floating. This annoying little goblin almost made him lose his mind, "Not the madam."

Benefactor?

Ye Qingcheng's smile deepened: "Then do I still have to pay you money?"

"No need." Yunting shook his head slowly and put her on the soft bed, "I am willing to commit myself to you."

Ye Qingcheng burst into laughter.

She was really curious, how on earth could he say such delicate words with a face so red that it looked like he was about to spit out fire?

Yunting's calmness did not last long. Under Ye Qingcheng's strong request, he quickly undressed and lay on the bed, kissed her face, and couldn't restrain his emotion: "Qingcheng."

When they were young, they had lied side by side on the bed. At that time, the boy was wild and full of energy. At that time, the girl's face was alluring, which made his heart flutter. But considering her age, he could always make his heart calm. Unexpectedly, now As they get older, they become more...

It was like there was an invisible barrier. She moved the barrier away domineeringly and forcefully, creating a step for his hatred-filled heart and face that he couldn't let go of.

Wushan Yunyu is a natural thing for lovers.

The clothes fell to the ground, and the temperature in the dormitory rose.

Yunting looked at the woman in front of him who had made him miss him for three years in Cangyun Mountain. He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and kissed her delicate red lips gently.

A charming room.

…

After the clouds and rain passed, Ye Qingcheng nestled in Yunting's arms, running her slender fingers across the light scar marks on his shoulders and chest, and said in a calm voice: "There are some things I have never asked you, and it seems that you have no intention of taking the initiative to tell me. "

Yunting was full and satisfied, and his body was at its most relaxed. He had no idea that Ye Qingcheng would bring up such a topic at this beautiful moment, so he couldn't help but be silent for a moment.

"They said it was a fish from the Phoenix tribe that slipped through the net."

Ye Qingcheng narrowed his eyes: "They said?"

"Um."

Ye Qingcheng kept rubbing circles on his heart: "You didn't check?"

"No." Yunting grabbed her hand that started the fire recklessly, "Jiuxiao Pavilion has rules and regulations, and I haven't interfered with the affairs of Shu in the past three years."

"Why?"

"My Lord used to be aloof and cold-tempered, and he was not easy to get close to. I cannot violate the rules he set." Yunting said calmly, "Now that I have entered Jiuxiao Pavilion, I should naturally only obey the orders of the master of Jiuxiao Pavilion."

"I do understand why he didn't let you investigate." Ye Qingcheng said casually, "You have scars all over your body, your body is weak and endangered, and your mind is full of hatred... In this situation, if you are not restrained by rules, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Yes." Yunting nodded and tried his best to remain calm, "There are many experts in Jiuxiao Pavilion. I spent almost the first half of the year in Cangyun Mountain recuperating from my injuries. Thanks to the wealth of Jiuxiao Pavilion, I could withstand the drinking I did. More tonics and buckets of expensive medicinal baths saved this miserable life."

Ye Qingcheng frowned, but didn't say anything.

"In addition to healing injuries, those medicinal baths can also slowly remove the toxins from the body that have been suffering from internal injuries for a long time and open up the meridians." Yunting smiled lightly, "Then I started to practice martial arts with those masters. Cang There are many masters in Yunshan who are my masters. They teach very seriously and teach almost everything they have.”

Ye Qingcheng said: "You have some martial arts skills and can learn quickly."

Coupled with the potential inspired by extreme hatred, I dare not say that two years can equal twenty years. It can at least absorb seven or eight years of ordinary people's cultivation.

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