Chapter 120: 1
On the way to Shiyu Temple, I have been doing fierce ideological struggles in
my mind. One voice excitedly berated, warned, and hated that iron is not
steel, while the other voice calmly persuaded and bewitched, Xunxunshan
tempted, I don't know which school I should follow, but my legs seem to have
my own consciousness. When I wake up, people are already standing outside
Shiyu Temple.\nAlong the way, whenever I met an acquaintance, whenever a court attendant or
guard came forward and asked for a question, I could throw off my helmet and
remove my armor, turn around and flee \- but in the end, I didn't meet a single
person, and I didn't touch any obstacle. Arrived, as if following the guidance
in the dark, came here and came to see her.\nFortunately, then there is no need to escape, to meet her again, and to be
alone at the end, it is to end the entangled past between me and her.\nPushing open the door of the temple and stepping into the temple, there was
still no one in sight. The huge palace was quiet and terrible.\nIn the palace, she was the only one sitting alone, and the lonely figure made
people feel tight for no reason.\nShe wore a red wedding dress, leaning on the bedside, drinking wine
expressionlessly. This scene taught me in a daze of when I was married, and
went to her room at night to say goodbye to her, and she was the same.
Recklessly drinking boring wine--the only difference is probably that I was
the person who was going to be married to others at that time; but this time,
it was her who put on the wedding dress.\nI have imagined her appearance in a happy dress more than once, she must be
very beautiful.\nI finally saw it now. It was indeed as handsome and beautiful as I imagined,
but it was a pity that this red dress was not worn for me.\nThinking of this, his complexion was always calm, and his heart still felt
uncontrollably aching.\nI was about to say something, but saw that she took out an unknown bag of rice
ends from her arms, raised her hands and poured them all into the hip flask,
shook it at will, and poured it directly into the mouth of the pot—intuition
Tell me, this is definitely not a good thing. Unexpectedly, the addictive and
even crazy five-stone powder that the ancients often took appeared in my mind.
When she looked at her increasingly blurred eyes when she was drinking, she
couldn't help but be shocked and rushed to her immediately. After going over,
he split his hand to ** the jug in her hand.\n"Bold! Who is it!" Her furious and stern voice stopped when she saw me, her
hand was unconsciously let go, teaching me to be able to easily grab the pot
of wine mixed with ingredients, and throw it fiercely. , The hip flask slammed
on the bedpost, the crisp and broken porcelain sound was harsh and shocking,
and the spilled wine stains also wetted the bed a little bit, but looking at
the margin, it was clear that most of the pot had entered her. Belly.\n"...You are here." She didn't care about my actions, she just squinted at me,
as if confirming my existence, and then smiled and took another jug ??of wine
from the tray on the side. , Took another two small jade glasses, both filled
them up and grabbed one of them, and smiled at me, "How about a drink with
me?"\n"That time you said the same thing, and then..." Seeing her ruining her body
so unscrupulously, I became angry for a while, and wanted to ridicule her
without a word, but suddenly thought of it. The unspeakable entanglement in
the back can no longer continue-not only failed to stab the opponent, but
first taught myself to blush.\nShe also thought of the same scene, her eyes dazzled, her lips filled with a
shallow smile, her eyes were watery, her voice was low and soft, as if she was
stained with a layer of alcohol: "Well, it would be nice to sit with me for a
while. ?"\n"Heh, even if I don't drink, are there few examples of you drunk and splashed
after you got drunk? I'm not your opponent anyway, so what can I do with you?"
I don't know if she is so nonchalant. What's wrong, it's like being controlled
by another stranger, and the vicious words popped out word by word from my
mouth, but I was watching this farce like an outsider-my heart was throbbing,
but I couldn't help it. very.\nWhen she heard me say this, her eyes dimmed, so she shook her head. She drank
another glass of wine by herself, and did not refill it. Instead, she drank
directly at the mouth of the cow, which made her clothes wet. He didn't care,
laughed at himself: "Jian Xin, in your eyes, am I such an unbearable person?
Well, if you don't believe me, tie me up."\nI glanced at her, my face was red, and the wine was smelt, but my eyes were as
clear as ever. I looked at me scorchingly, obviously not joking—if I was three
years ago, naturally, she didn’t even have a single strand of hair.
Heartbroken, now...\nLooking at her Chanruo star eyes, I seemed to be bewildered. I was really
impressed by the suggestion. I stretched out my hand and pulled off the
lanyard of the curtain, and firmly tied her left hand to the end of the
bedpost.\nShe didn't evade, let alone struggle, stared at my gaze with a smile, taught
me to be a little bewildered, just wanted to shrink, the next moment she
became firm again-looking around, but didn't find the second one that could be
used to bind Rope, when she was embarrassed in a hurry, listened to her with a
low smile, her empty hand brushed her waist, gently and skillfully pulled out
the waistband of the happy dress, and handed it to me.\nZhenshou crescent eyebrows, her eyes curled, her smile was gentle and
touching, but I was teaching this smile to make her face red, and her hands
trembled slightly—as if the person who did not care about the heroic drinking
was not her, but myself.\nTaking a deep breath, sinking my heart, tied her other hand to the crossbar at
the head of the bed, grabbed the hip flask in her hand and threw it aside, and
then I sat beside her with confidence, while she looked down. When I was
holding the knot, I carefully looked at her face.\nAfter three years, she has lost a lot of weight and whiter, but it is not the
healthy skin that is rosy, but the morbid blood loss and paleness that has not
seen the sun for a long time-the outline is still the familiar outline, but
the edges and corners are more distinct. The lip color is even lighter.\n——She has a bad time.\nThis cognition did not give me the slightest pleasure, on the contrary, it was
blunt and sour.\n"Jiang Zhuo," I sighed, and called out the name that had been lingering in my
heart for several years, tossing around on the tip of my tongue, but never
willing to utter the name \- she suddenly looked up at me, with unbelievable
ecstasy in her eyes. It was the desperation of comprehension, thin lips moaned
a few times, and I wanted to say something, but I was snatched in front of him
and said, "...you, you just poured into the wine, what is it?"\nThe words of decisiveness rolled around at the base of my tongue, and I still
couldn't say it. I cursed my weakness secretly, but I couldn't bear to say it
so directly-when I finished speaking, it was time to leave.\nNow, at least with this excuse, I can deceive myself and stay with her for a
while, look at her again, and finally trace this face that is so familiar as
if it is in blood and blood... and then, forever, clean up. Peel off, forget,
and kill.\nShe was silent for a moment, then smiled softly, and said nonchalantly: "It's
Wei Shu's bliss." She said nothing more.\nJust listening to the name, I felt something was wrong—forgetfulness? Forget
what love? Forget... whose love?\nI couldn't help but angrily said: "How can he deploy some sidelines, his
medical ethics! His bottom line!"\nHe used the medicine to harm me... But he kept saying that he was the one who
was going to protect Jiang Zhuo, and now he is the one who made this mess of
medicinal rice!\nI really don't understand what he is thinking.\n"You don't have to blame him, I told him to dispense this medicine." Jiang
Zhuo said lightly, but turned aside his eyes, as if he had a guilty
conscience.\n"What is the effect of this medicine, tell me!" I only felt angry and anxious,
and I was sore in my heart, and couldn't help but grab her by the collar-how
dazzling the red dress is, every stitch Every line is almost perfect... so
perfect that people want to tear it to pieces.\nA hostile spirit surged in my chest. If my reason hadn't been suppressing it,
I was really afraid that I would do something irreparable.\n"Besides this, I don't know any way to accept being with the third prince...
the bridal candle." She casually looked at the Luanfeng Heming embroidery on
the top of the bed, and explained in a low voice. She said the last four words
very lightly. It was also very slow, as if the sound of breath floated past
quietly, not wanting to disturb anyone or teaching me to hear it.\nBut I heard it, and I heard it clearly.\nShe said that she was taking this deceptive medicine in order to have **
with the third prince.\nWith the three princes...\nEven the two words that are so pale and simple teach me that I can’t breathe
with heartache, let alone imagine the scenes-the person who embraces her
affectionately, the person who kisses her passionately, and the one who
touches her. And the one who sleeps... the one who touches her and owns her is
no longer me.\nIt's another person.\nI felt an emotion that I had never had before filled my chest, like tigers and
wolves roaring, like a frenzy of anger, like a sharp blade cutting my flesh
and blood again and again, and like spider silk entwined in circles. It binds
my heart-this kind of emotion is called jealousy.\n"Why do you abuse yourself like this?" I gritted my teeth and asked her
coldly, but unexpectedly, when I spoke, I choked up for a while, "You are, the
emperor, if you don't want it, this world...who? I can force you!"\n"Yeah, no one forced me, I did it voluntarily," she smiled faintly, her eyes
blushing, her eyes filled with spring water, and she was unconsciously dyed
with silky fascination. "Without you, who am I with, and What's the
difference? Each takes what you need, just one transaction."\nWhile she was talking, she was panting low, her hands tied and unable to move,
but her legs kept closing, rubbing the quilt underneath her as if there was
nothing.\nI know that it was the ** medicinal effect that started to happen.\n"Jian Zhuo, you bastard!" I was reluctant to hit her, and slapped her on the
bedpost, but my palm was sore that I couldn't help but flushed my eyes.\n"You're right, I'm a bastard." She restrained her gasping and smiled at me
pretentiously. The smile was clear, charming, and very confusing.\n"Does it hurt?" I fixedly watched her lower her head, and gently dropped a
kiss on my palm-my body trembled slightly, but I did not withdraw my hand in a
mysterious way, just stunned. She licked her lips, glanced at me very quickly,
then stretched out the tip of her tongue, and licked it softly against my red
and numb palm.\nI was so shocked for a while that I froze and did not move. I only felt a
dryness coming from the warm palms, eroding my sanity a little bit-her kiss
came all the way from the palms, clinging wetly. Between my fingers, my soft
tongue was playing and spinning, moving my heart wantonly.\nLost and confused, but heard someone outside the door whispered: "Your
Majesty, your noble prince..."\nI didn't know where I was irritated. Turning my head and angrily interrupted
the palace attendant's report: "Get out!"\nWhen I turned around, I saw Jiang Zhuo biting his lip, smiling "chickingly",
glaring eyes like silk, clothes half-fading, and beautiful like a peach
blossom demon in Lingjue Zen Temple.\nEnduring the dryness of reaching the spiritual platform, I pressed her lips
against her and asked dumbly, "What do you want to say to me?"\nI still persuaded myself, to her, and to each other, a chance.\n——This is my last indulgence.\n"Actually, the third prince didn't marry me sincerely. He fell in love with
your husband, so he made a deal with me." She rubbed my cheek and said softly.\n"...Is there anything else?" I knew that this person would have a plan for the
world. I didn't expect even Fu Ruozhen to join me, but this is not what I want
to hear.\n"I used to be close to you without my identity. It is indeed a different idea,
but my feelings for you are from the bottom of my heart, absolutely nothing
false." Her breathing became hot, and she kissed the base of my ears and neck.
Talking intermittently.\nI just stayed silent, I couldn't avoid kissing her, but I didn't respond in
half.\n"Jian Xin, I was too selfish and self-righteous in the past. I never cared
about your feelings. I know I was wrong. Forgive me, okay?" She sobbed
impatiently and arched into my arms, like a cub I rubbed the ground, the rice
face was filled with spring, tears filled my eyelashes, showing a rare chuchu
attitude, teaching people can not hardly refuse her, "I love you, I listen to
you everything... we Start again, okay?"\nI think she might really be a fairy.\nAnd I, the mortal who was deceived by her, would rather live for her, die for
her, can't stop it for her, and fall forever for her.\n——From beginning to end, all I want is her apology for no longer evasive, and
a sincere promise.\n"...Okay." I nodded, kissed her, and gently pressed her into the bed...