Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

Those small singers are all northern accents, the words are round and the words and sentences are really heard. Xie Ying leaned against the window lattice and listened, slowly reading out the lyrics, and then repeating the last sentence after reading: "If someone is always by your side, wouldn't it be far better than this year's Magpie Bridge meeting?"

The palace lantern hung overhead, illuminating a deep shadow in Xie Ying's dimpled eye socket. He looked out the window, his eyes flashed with water, as bright as broken waves in the lotus pond below.

Although those eyes were not looking at people, the extremely bright and sharp brilliance in the eyes made Cui Xie recall the gaze that fell on him in the afternoon. He remembered that Xie Ying had said that he had met him in the afternoon, and slowly moved over from the window, half-sided and asked, "Brother Xie saw me before, was it outside the small building of the Dongkua Yard? I was talking to a family?"

He didn't see Xie Ying at the time, maybe they just swayed at the door and left?

Xie Ying said, "It seems that it was that time. You were not folding flowers at the time? It was the oleander from the south, and the flowers and leaves were a bit poisonous. I wanted to remind you, but I just turned around to see you later. Do it again, that's it."

Folding flowers?

Cui Xie carefully recalled the scene at that time, and smiled: "No, I was beckoning someone. At that time, because Zhang Zhai brought the children, I wanted to give them some meeting gifts, but I didn't bring anything on my body. , I just want to ask someone to lead the way and take them to the bookstand at the door to get some books and drawing notes."

Xie Ying uttered "Oh" and laughed: "The color of the prison student you wore at the time was suddenly changed to such a white body at night, and I almost didn't recognize it." He looked at the straight body openly, especially I glanced at the belt a few more times and said: "The white one is also pretty, and it makes you taller. The scented gardenia on your clothes? It’s more fragrant than the gardenia sold out. I heard it when I was still in the seat."

Is it too fragrant, choking your nose?

Cui Xie raised his sleeves and smelled it, and said embarrassedly: "I didn't want to make it so fragrant, but I accidentally spilled the flower dew on the sleeve when changing clothes." He didn't actually notice how fragrant it was, but the spilled flower dew Just look at it, maybe it's really fragrant and choking.

He took out the bottle of flower dew from his arms and said: "This is steamed at my home. It smelled not very fragrant before, and it smelled a little grassy. I thought it was light and light, like something used by a man, so I brought it. Who would have thought that after a few days at home, it would pour the fragrance."

Xie Ying took the warm porcelain bottle from his hand, opened it, lowered her head and smelled it, and suddenly raised her eyes to look at him and asked, "Is this flower water spilled on your sleeve? You have spilled a lot, right?"

Cui Xie curled his lips: "More than that, even a sprinkle is spilled on the hem. Fortunately, the clothes are white and not wet, otherwise you can't come out wearing them."

Xie Ying looked at the clothes he held up, stretched out her hand slightly, and took it back halfway, shook her head and smiled: "I brought a replacement clothes, you sit here, I will be back in a while."

"No, I still have a student uniform..." As soon as Cui Xie was about to stop him, Xie Ying jumped out of the window and landed on the corridor outside the pavilion. I didn't know when to take off the lantern and gradually entered There was a flood of lights outside.

The small singing from the inner courtyard sounded faintly again, and it was Da Qiao's turn to appear. Cui Xie couldn't even hear the Beijing sentence. Without Xie Ying's translation, these vague tunes would not be interesting after all. Looking at Daming, the lights are not as fresh as the locals. He lay down at the window and looked at the pond for a while. It was really boring. Suddenly he remembered that his clothes were fragrant. Xie Ying replaced him with his coat. The fragrant still seeped out from inside, so he could wash it well.

He was a man who said nothing, and when Xie Ying came back later, he found that there was no one in the water pavilion.

The pavilion has windows on all sides, which is extremely transparent, and Cui Xie came to watch the scenery again, so that he would not hide in the corner from being seen, so people should have already left.

Could someone come to find him?

Xie Ying felt a little lost in her heart for a moment, and she was a little grateful that he was not there. He came with so many classmates. If someone bumped into him and met him alone in the water pavilion, what would it be?

He laughed very lightly from the bottom of his heart, carrying the baggage of his clothes, and still walked towards the water pavilion.

Although Cui Xie is no longer there, the place is still a good place to enjoy the scenery and listen to music, much better than under the stage where people are surrounded by people. He didn't intend to go back to see the beauty pageant, and would rather take a break in this quiet place.

However, walking closer, he suddenly heard an unnatural sound of water. Looking down, I saw a large group of white shrunk on the low wooden board next to the water. A closer look at the bank was that there was a black head on it, splashing water. The cold breeze in the air blew, and the mass of white things trembled. It was clearly a person squatting there to wash things.

Xie Ying paused slightly, and murmured, "Cui Xie?"

He couldn't recall his name as Brother Xian, nor did he remember his name, so he directly called his name. The huge white ball on the ground slowly grew up, and turned around with dripping water droplets. It was indeed Cui Xie. .

He took off the shirt on the left half of his body, and one of his sleeves was wet. The straight white belt was also untied, the coat was put on him like a cloak, and the hem was twisted.

Xie Ying's eyes touched his bare arms and half of his chest, and he couldn't see clearly. I only vaguely felt that his skin was colder than moonlight, and the water drops on his arms were shining like stars, but his figure was not as dry and thin as the average scholar, but his muscles and bones were well-proportioned, flexible and strong. People who often practice martial arts.

He turned his head slightly to avoid the white figure, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

Choi Xie twisted his sleeves, pulled up his straight body and hung it on a branch, as if he had done something bad and the teacher caught him, and said embarrassingly, "You are coming back so soon. I'm not because my clothes are full. I got the flower water, do you want to wash it away? I didn’t expect you to be so fast, I thought I could finish it..."

It can be washed without drying!

Xie Ying almost wanted to pull him over to scold him, but looked at him that seemed to scare him, and wanted to laugh a little, just looked at the wrinkled hem of the white clothes on the tree, and sighed: "I If you don’t come, you’re going to wear this shirt wet? It’s already July, and it’s cold at night. Are you afraid of the cold?"

Cui Xie wrung out his sleeves and went to touch him: "I have strong hands, they are dry, windy but not cold."

This is the effect just after being thrown from the washing machine.

Xie Ying only saw his arm stretched out in front of her, with a wrinkled sleeve wrapped around her hand, and finally reached out and touched it-touched his cold arm, and asked in a low voice, "Is it cold? You can't wear wet clothes like this, you wear my middle clothes first... I am a martial artist after all, and my body is better than you."

His hands were really hot, and Cui Xie was shirtless while washing clothes and blew some wind. He asked his hands to touch his wrists. He felt hot on his upper arms and chest, but his heart felt slightly cold.

He touched his heart and thought sadly: He really is not the straight man in the previous life.

Seeing him clutching his chest, Xie Ying sighed heavily, and didn't understand what LGBT or sexual psychological problems existed in this world. He thought he was feeling suffocated and could not catch his breath, so he quickly held him in his arms and pushed his hand away. He rubbed it.

That package of new clothes was also called to be thrown on the ground, and left unattended.

Cui Xie only felt that his chest was warm, and there was no other feeling of invigorating qi. It can be seen that the martial arts on the real historical line are not as powerful as those written in martial arts novels. He didn’t get distracted thinking about this for too long, so he woke up in a blink of an eye, grabbed Xie Ying’s hand, raised his face to look at his eyes, sighed again, and said, “I’m fine, thank you brother, I’m just Thinking……"

I was thinking that he was not straight anymore, and wondering if the friendship between his **** and straight guy could be maintained.

Xie Ying wanted to let go of him and withdrew his hand back. He subconsciously grabbed another hand and stared at Xie Ying closely. His eyes were as bright as stars, but he couldn't speak out the complicated thoughts.

Xie Ying also looked down at him and called out, "Brother Cui Xian."

His voice was unexpectedly low in the night breeze, like a somewhat suppressed depression. Cui Xie immediately threw human rights and X Liberation behind his head, let go of his straight boyfriend's hand, and explained helplessly: "I, I am quick to act for a while, I didn't react, I didn't mean it..."

"Cui Xie." Xie Ying squinted at him, her right hand still pressed against his chest, her fingers trembled slightly, her breathing was heavy, her head was pressed down, the tip of his nose was almost on the tip of his nose, and the breath was on his lips. , Said depressively: "...Don't make trouble with me anymore."

He released Cui Xie abruptly, turned and left. Cui Xie wanted to catch up with him, and tripped the underground group of clothes, then stood up and watched him walk away.

There is a big difference in leg length and stride between the two of them, and I am afraid that they will not be able to catch up with the more they chase. They want to shout and are afraid to call the patrolling person, how hopeless they think. But the more urgent the juncture, the more people's potential can be stimulated. Cui Xie's mind was blank, and he instinctively tore off the coat he was wearing, quickly tied two knots, formed a cloth ball, and slammed toward Xie Ying's back. Smashed.

Xie Ying told him to smash it straight, and choked a step, couldn't help but look back at him, and saw that he even took off his shirt, and was pulling the two ends together, as if he was about to bring it again. The appearance of smashing people. She didn't wear anything on her body. If you throw this one away, you will have to go back naked.

Xie Ying really didn't want him to be so bold. He turned around and jogged all the way to his side and yelled: "Don't throw, why are you such a fool!"

Cui Xie just tied a knot on the clothes, and he was not dead yet. Seeing him come back, he clasped his hands and said, "If you don't come back, I have to throw one away. Brother Xie, we have a bit of a misunderstanding. I can't keep you silent. I just ran away--

"You are a Jinyiwei with a thousand households, a fifth-grade official, I am just a supervising student, you really hate me, I can't even enter your house, do I dare to let you go like this?"

Xie Ying walked up to him and looked at his body that looked like glowing under the starlight candle. She couldn't help half covering her eyes and said, "You put on your clothes first."

Cui Xie held his sleeves and shook the clothes and said, "You are too far away from me. I'm afraid you will run away. I will take off my clothes and hit you too late."

Xie Ying frowned, pulled over the tied shirt, unwrapped it in twos and then draped it on him, stood still and said, "I'm standing here and listening to you. You have tied your clothes."

Cui Xie clasped his clothes around his body, watched him for a while and said, "Thank you brother, I'm not that kind of person."

Xie Ying's face was pale and closed her eyes, wishing to turn around and leave this embarrassing place immediately, leaving this person who always provokes him unconsciously and seems to know nothing.

But he couldn't walk, or even block his ears. He could only listen to him continue to say: "You know, I'm a scholar, I'm a gentle and decent person, reasonable..."

Yes. They want to speak decently as scholars, so these things tonight are all his misunderstandings, and they will only be two slightly friendly guards and supervisors in the future.

Xie Ying had already thought about how to avoid him far in the future and how to dress up peace, but suddenly heard an astonishing sentence spread into her ears: "Although I have a little thought that is not a friend to you, but it is only in my heart. Think about it, I won’t do anything to you. I just want to do it, and I can’t beat you, right? I just hope you can let me go to the door in the future, let me give you something, don’t take me as a defensive person who covets you ..."

His voice is not high, even the tune from Yuanxin is louder than these words. It could be heard in Xie Ying's ears, but every word and every word was like Huang Zhongdalu, and there was the sound of broken gold and jade falling to the ground, so that his breath was choked in his throat.

After Cui Xie finished speaking, he remembered that he was still as open-minded as a gangster, without much convincing, he quickly wrapped his clothes tightly, and looked at him around his chest.

This time it was Xie Ying's turn to be full of thoughts and speechless. He looked at the pond on the side, and for a long time he only said: "You are still young..."

This is the most unbearable thing for men. Although Cui Xie knows that he is referring to his young age, he has to justify: "I'm already a child. If I'm an ordinary citizen who doesn't study, I will serve the court. Right now, I am also the head of the family, a grown-up with a family, where is the younger?

He is also at a young biological age, and he may have lived longer than Xie Ying.

Xie Ying told him to stare so compellingly, his heart beating faster, and couldn't help but want to close those compelling eyes. Cui Xie stood on tiptoe slightly, raised his face and staggered his eyes, his lips met his palm, and he kissed very lightly, or just rubbed the tip of his lips.

"I'm just like this at best, I won't get into it."

The warm breath sprayed into Xie Ying's palm. His hands trembled as if they were hot, but did not move away in the end. Instead, he just turned against Cui Xie's slightly opened lips, and his fingertips slowly slipped onto the soft and dry lips, unable to resist rubbing a few times, depressing The voice said: "The coat has fallen on the ground. Take it and put it on first. Don't freeze. There are so many people here... I'll talk about it when I get home."