Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 113 Three thousand floating clouds cover the eyes (3)

The night was boundless, thick snow piled up on the eaves, and the wind rustled, blowing down a few cold plums in the small courtyard.

The sapphire cup was vented and thrown into the snow, the strong wine melted, and the courtyard was filled with the aroma of wine.

The red plum branches could not bear the weight of the snow, and they bent down to let the snow fall.

The icy snow fell on the black brocade robe, soaking dark water marks.

The snow gradually fell a little bit heavier, and it fell all over the courtyard. The fragrance of wine was buried in the snowdrifts, and the courtyard was full of fragrance.

The person lying on the table was not aware of it, his black hair was tied loosely by a black hair tie, and the hair hung down naturally, covering the man's face.

On the tables and seats, wine glasses and jugs were scattered here and there.

Holding a wine jug made of sapphire in his hand with well-proportioned phalanges, against the background of the ink robe, the exposed skin is as white as jade, even better than the color of snow.

Footsteps sounded in the corridor, and two attendants walked in front to hold the lamp for the imposing woman. The woman's phoenix eyes were like blades, her heroic long eyebrows were slightly raised, her gorgeous facial features were well-defined, and she walked with a frightening look. Coercion, quite a bit of free and easy chivalry.

It's just that at this moment, the woman's brows and eyes are a little dark, and she looks like she is going to eat people.

The thick-soled boots stepped into the thick snow, leaving a series of footprints in different shades.

The attendants and guards stopped and waited in the corridor with great eyes. The woman, holding on to the ingenious oil-paper umbrella, strolled to the burning red plum, staring at the lifeless person buried in the snowdrift.

"Come here, light a fire, and sober up Mr. Xiao." The cold female voice suppressed her anger, and she gritted her teeth with a bit of hatred.

The guards under the corridor quickly fetched dry firewood, guarded the faint light of the fire, and started the fire skillfully.

The oil paper cloth was placed over the fire, and it didn't take long for a thin layer of snow to accumulate.

The flames finally ignited, and under the sudden increase in temperature, the snow showed signs of melting.

The snow piled on the man's body gradually turned into cool snow water, melting into the thin luxurious ink robe.

The drowsy young man who finally woke up from the cold, slowly straightened up from the table, under the shade of the fire, that handsome face that was already unparalleled in beauty was even more dazzling, and it was shockingly beautiful.

His misty eyes blinked quickly before he could see clearly the scene in front of him.

The fire was quickly extinguished, and except for the lanterns under the eaves, the small courtyard was dim again.

The sleeves that had been stained with snow were drooping wetly, and the undershirt was tightly attached to his body. The bone-piercing cold gradually woke up his drowsy brain.

He took a step back, his body was like a bamboo, and he bowed his hands to the ugly woman not far away. His attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't see the slightest panic.

"His Royal Highness please greet me."

The young man's voice is clear and clean, like ringing rings, extremely melodious, making people want to listen to it all the time, with the power to seduce people's hearts.

The second princess, Chu Qin, was upset, and her tone was naturally a bit aggressive.

"Gu complied with Mr. Xiao's request, and Mr. Xiao also agreed to plan for the throne for Gu. Why is it that the time for action is approaching, but he drank his sorrow day and night, as if he had no intention of planning? Mr. Xiao, Gu needs a reasonable explanation."

Hearing the action, the young man's eyes dimmed imperceptibly. In his previous life, he was like a walking corpse. When he opened his eyes, he thought it was the underworld.

With the feeling of consummating his good deeds, he hoped to continue his relationship with her again, but he didn't want him to go back to the year when he first met her. Unfortunately, the plan he exported could not be taken back.

Chu Ning would rather be killed than be by his side. The scene is like a sharp blade, piercing his chest one by one, the bone can be seen deep, without leaving a drop of blood.

The bloody crabapple blooming on the man's forehead burned his eyes red, making him forget everything and only want to get drunk.

It's a pity that people always have a moment of sobriety. After being drunk for half a day, he still stands opposite her when he wakes up.

Moreover, without the help of the second princess, he might not even be able to see her face.

Suppressing the complex emotions of regret, grief, or self-deprecation, Xiao Yu slowly clenched his hands under his sleeves.

The turbulent waves in his eyes subsided, and he raised his eyes again. The young man was only indifferent and calm, and said in a calm and steady voice: "Xiao has been worrying and thinking for a while, and has nowhere to vent, so he can only drink away his worries. As for His Highness's worries, Xiao I know what I'm doing, and I will definitely not delay His Highness's plan."

"Oh?" Chu Qin raised his eyebrows, not quite convinced: "I don't know, Mr. Xiao, who is very famous and the most famous counselor in the world, would have unsolvable worries?"

Xiao Yu smiled miserably, and his delicate and picturesque brows were gently raised, and he really had the distressed state of being entangled in troubles.

"Xiao is also an ordinary person, so he will inevitably encounter insoluble problems."

The phoenix eyes stared at the man's every move sharply, and after seeing that there was no difference, Chu Qin's ugly face eased a little.

She privately thought that the other party was disgusted with the fact that she wanted to get in touch with the famous sixth emperor, so she softened her tone a bit, "If Mr. Xiao is worrying about catering to the sixth emperor, then there is no need, the sixth emperor My sister has never been resistant to beauty, so I don't need you to do anything, so I will naturally please you in every possible way."

Xiao Yu pursed her lips and remained silent, her nails slowly digging into her soft palms.

Serving the king with color will not last long after all.

In his previous life, he didn't understand, and even thought that Chu Ning liked him, so he betrayed his old master and devoted himself to planning for him, not wanting that person to only have beauty in his eyes, and he didn't care about royal power and wealth at all.

When he didn't speak, Chu Qin was even more convinced that he had guessed what was on his mind, so he couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

"If there is another way, Gu Wan would not want the young master to put himself in danger."

Helplessly, the Queen Mother is partial, and the Sixth Imperial Sister has only one weakness of lust. This is the only way for her to get the seat she wants.

It's a pity that she has a literary talent, but she was neglected because her father was not favored by the emperor, and she was left with two idiots on her head.

Fortunately, there is no day for the third sister to stand up, and it will be the sixth emperor who is so lustful and insane.

She has planned for the throne for many years, and up to now, no one can stop her, not even her respected empress!
Xiao Yu restrained his mind, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Your Highness, you don't have to blame yourself, it is Xiao's honor to share your worries for His Highness."

After getting the answer she wanted, Chu Qin didn't stay any longer, and led the group of people he brought back abruptly.

The bustling small courtyard became quiet again. Because of the fire, the snow water in the courtyard wall and roof tile gullies melted a lot, and beads flowed down along the outline of the roof tiles.

The red plum blossoms of Aoxue Linghan bloom gorgeously in the white and flawless snow. The strong red and clean snow are intertwined, and the great visual stimulation makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Xiao Yu was depressed, with a heavy gloom in his chest that was hard to get rid of, and the scene of burning red plum blossoms against the white snow was an eyesore.

"Gu likes your appearance in white clothes that are better than snow, not stained with dust, like a fairy descending from the sky."

A glimpse outside the dormitory, the man touched the young Ruyu's skin with eyes full of treasure, and his words were full of obsession and admiration.

That image was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart all the time.

Later, he would think many times, if he pretended not to see anything at that time, would Chuning stay by his side for a little longer?
(End of this chapter)