Hibiscus Flower West Moon Splendid

Chapter 109 He Dang and Junqi (5)
Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, but there was another red figure in front of him. He was skillfully holding a stack of large dough pancakes that was a little higher than his face in one hand, and looked left and right while setting up the awning with the other hand. He kept calling Muyatou, Muyatou.

I was stunned, but I saw him running to the big locust tree opposite, and said seriously: "Don't cry, this is the naan bread from our hometown, can you eat it?"

"Don't you like it?" He frowned and waited for a while, but when the big locust tree answered him, he sighed and said, "You girls from the Central Plains are so delicate, just wait for me a little longer, and I'll give you some food in the kitchen of Ziyuan." Get something else." With that said, he turned around and was about to leave.

When I was anxious, I burst into tears again, and then he looked back at me in surprise.

On that day, regardless of any etiquette, I sat in the mud pile and ate Yubeizhai's naan bread for the first time.Yuan Feijue hugged his knees and squatted next to me. He smiled and watched me finish eating a large piece of cake without moving. Only his red hair was blowing in the wind, like a spring breeze.

"Aren't you hungry now?" Yuan Feijue said happily.

I hiccupped embarrassingly, and blushed.His wine eyes curled up with a smile, and when I stood up, I realized that my feet were so numb that I couldn't walk.

While anxious, Yuan Feijue looked at me thoughtfully for a while, and then squatted down in front of me without any airs, "Come up quickly, I'll carry you back."

"No, let Aunt Zhou and others see..." Before I finished speaking, Feijue had already dragged my arm from behind, straightened up, and walked forward.

"I'm dirty, Fourth Master Jue." I'm covered in mud, I haven't showered for two days, it smells bad, even I can smell it myself.

He tilted his head slightly, and said lazily: "It's okay, I can't see anyway."

The tone was a little weak, and my heart throbbed involuntarily, "Fourth Master Jue, there is a difference between you and my master and servant... you can put down your servant."

"You women are so talkative, Guo Erren is right, women are really a disaster." He turned to me seriously and said, "I'll be there in a while, so stop nagging." Then he raised his head and said I went in a completely opposite direction of Tongdexinju.

Feijue, Feijue, I still remember the flower lottery that was drawn on New Year’s Eve that year. Your fate is a dreamy dream. Now I finally understand that you have really entered your dream. Then there is me in your dream, but Have the original oath?

The silver chain you left me with your own hands, you said that no matter what I become, you will recognize me, but why you don't know each other, leaving me alone to feel sad?

In the rain of cherry blossoms, Feijue walked towards me, still in the appearance of a teenager, his wine eyes full of affection, "Mujin, I finally saw you, so you are so beautiful."

I ran towards him, but he passed through my body without looking sideways, towards a beautiful figure.

My heart was broken and I chased after Feijue, but there was a pain on my lips and I opened my eyes.

A pair of purple pupils as brilliant as purple colored glaze are close at hand, and the cold light is as sharp as a sharp knife.

"It seems that I disturbed Madam's dream." Duan Yuerong sat beside me, resting her forehead with one hand, stroking my lips with the other, with a sneer on her face.

Duan Yuerong's black hair was the same color as his black armor, and it was slightly messy draped over his shoulders. A few strands of hair brushed over his knife-scarred breastplate, and gently fell to my forehead. The fresh blood reflected the cold and stern purple pupils, as if Shura had just come down from the battlefield of hell.The thick smell of blood and murderous intent filled the air, and the armor on his hand cut my lips, the blood on the armor and the blood on my lips poured into my mouth, it was just a bitter and salty smell, It was impossible to tell whether it was mine, his, or the enemy's he had killed on the battlefield.

I have known him for two lifetimes, and we have been together for seven or eight years. I am already used to the strong smell of blood and murderous aura on his body, but I have never felt so disgusted and hated like tonight.

I frowned slightly, pushed his hand away, sat up slowly, moved inward, lowered my eyes and said softly: "Congratulations, Your Highness, for taking down Luo some city."

I didn't speak any more, and leaned against the couch behind me.

And he was also sitting opposite, looking at me silently, his eyes became colder and colder, "Don't you ask me why I appeared in Doma City?"

I said lightly: "Your Highness has just experienced a great battle and traveled all the way. You must be extremely tired. You should rest earlier."

Having said that, I stood up and wanted to go to Qi Fang's place and squeeze in with my four elders all night.

Before reaching the curtain, Duan Yuerong suddenly stopped me, and hugged me back with amazing brute force, and I was imprisoned in a bloody arms like steel.His strength is so great that I even heard the rattling of my bones. Enduring the pain, I looked at his ferocious purple pupils in the bronze mirror opposite. His black figure was extremely blurred in the bronze mirror, as ruthless as a ghost, "Mu Jin , do you know how many beauties King Guangyi has captured by me? Do you know how charming those women are? "

I started to struggle.

Duan Yuerong tightened his iron arm, I screamed out in pain, his tongue licked my earlobe, engulfed my earlobe, my blood surged up, and a heat surged up my neck.His voice was sweet and devilish, mixed with blood, which made me suffocate a little.

"My subordinates and I haven't touched a woman for more than half a year. They all drooled and asked me for these beauties. Some of them couldn't help but started playing with these women in front of me. Mujin, guess what? What was I thinking then?"

It’s been a long time since he was so furious, his arms strangled the air in my chest, but I heard him say with hatred: “I didn’t keep any of those women, and I didn’t even think about it. Because when I saw a woman It was all your face, so I rushed over here non-stop, when you dreamed of your old friend in Fachun, I just wanted to see you every moment, every second, just to see you, just to see you..." His The hatred finally turned into helplessness, with a trace of sadness.

His hand moved slightly, and I finally had a chance to take a deep breath.Then the breathing was seriously disordered, because his hands shamefully penetrated into my clothes, the cold hands and nails made my nipples hurt, he gnawed my neck, bit my skin, and said hoarsely Asked: "Who do you like? Taxue or Feiyu, tell me, Mujin, which one of them makes you happier in bed?"

He turned me over abruptly, pressed me on the felt blanket, rubbed against my body slightly, and whispered in my ear with contempt and anger, "Say it! You watery woman, who the hell is that?" Makes you cry out with joy."

I had already slapped my face, but he twisted his handsome face and did not stop his aggression against my body at all.I kicked his lifeblood. Obviously, the trick that hurt him eight years ago is useless to him now. Instead, he easily grabbed him and separated his legs.He sneered at me coldly, and fixed my hand on top of my head. My clothes were like my dignity being torn apart. Amidst the tears, I could only see the innocent and infatuated smile of the red-haired boy in the rain of cherry blossoms, but the smile was blurred. In the end, it clearly turned into the face of another celestial boy.

In the previous life, Chang'an betrayed me, so in this life, I love and hate Wangqing, and I pretend that I will never be the person who betrayed my heart in this life. However, when I fell into the emotional vortex of Feibai and Jinxiu, I walked towards Chang'an unknowingly. Following in the footsteps of falling in love with someone who shouldn't be loved at all.Maybe Feijue should forget me, so at least I won't have the pain of my previous life.Or maybe Duan Yuerong is right, I am indeed a loose woman, and I don't deserve anyone's love at all.

Suddenly, my heart was like dead wood and ashes, the warmth was no longer there, and all the vitality slipped into the endless darkness. I stopped struggling and let his hands and kisses caress my whole body.

He finally discovered my abnormality, I looked at his blurred and lustful purple pupils, tears fell powerlessly to my ears, and my heart was exhausted, "Maybe you are right, I am a woman who is easy going."

He froze for a moment, opened his purple pupils and looked at me fiercely and angrily.

I closed my eyes weakly, and said sadly: "Do whatever you like, I'm tired, really tired."

"Hibiscus." His hands trembled, and he pulled me up and buried me deeply in his arms.

My head was thrown back feebly, and my long hair was like black petals, drawing a long shadow under the candlelight, tangled with his black hair, obviously tangled, and the bloody smell in my throat gradually diffused. , My heart was extremely cold.

His hands are either light or heavy, as if deliberately igniting my desire, his cold armor rubs against my skin, making me tremble non-stop, his obsessive kiss slowly moves from my chest all the way To my face, his hands moved between my legs.

His cheeks were flushed with lust, his rapid and unsteady breathing was heard by his ear, and my name was whispered eagerly between his lips.He licked away my tears, sucked my lips, tossed and turned, teasing all my senses with the utmost tenderness.My breathing also became urgent, but I instinctively bit his tongue fiercely. He retreated in pain, suddenly pushed me away, and stared at me there.

The rain outside the window was dripping, a gust of wind suddenly blew in, and the curtain was blown down with a slap. The candle flickered for a moment, then went out suddenly, and a wisp of green smoke curled up powerlessly in the dark night, extinguishing the entire room. love and hate.

There was darkness between me and him, he couldn't see the blood gushing out of my mouth, and I couldn't see the storm in his eyes anymore, there was only my monotonous cough in the room, but the wind and rain outside the tent were like tears from the sky.

After a while, I finally stopped the blood in my throat, calmed down my violent cough, silently picked up the broken clothes, put them on my body, got into the bed, and continued to arch my body to hug myself , buried his head and fell asleep.

I thought he would go to the camp that Meng Zhao had prepared for him, but I heard the sound of him taking off his armor there, and then he slipped into my bed lightly, and slowly hugged me tightly from behind.His breathing calmed down, he stroked my hair with one hand, and whispered softly in my ear: "When I went to Tibet, Xiyan always pestered me and asked me where my father was."

……

I didn't answer, just opened my eyes, staring blankly into the darkness ahead.

"I told her that I am her father and you are her mother. This stinking thing is still stupid and doesn't understand. You have returned to Yeyu with me, and you must teach her well. Anyway, she is also the only daughter of my Prince Dali. Don't let her She lost my face." His voice was deliberately relaxed, as if he was chatting with me about family affairs, and everything just now seemed to have never happened at all.

I continued to be silent, slowly shrinking into a ball like a watermelon bug.Duan Yuerong also followed my shape, encircling me tightly like a snake, but still whispering some daily trifles in my ear, like victories on the battlefield, how to divide the beauty's property equally, until I and He fell asleep with infinite exhaustion.

In the early morning, I woke up to the loud and distant Tibetan songs, and Duan Yuerong beside me was still soundly asleep. In his sweet sleep, his brows were flat, his breathing was even, his mouth was opened stupidly, and he was streaming what he called The "Dragon Saliva" is like an innocent baby.His right hand tightly held my left hand, and not far away his armor was thrown all over the place.

I gently wanted to pull out my hand, but he turned around and hugged me tightly, whispering softly: "Love... Mujin, I'll take you to love."

I was startled, thinking he was awake.However, he just put his head mixed with the smell of blood, sweat, etc. on my chest, beautifully using my upper body as a pillow, and murmured a few words reflecting his wolfish ambitions. The hair covered my face like a thick towel and nearly choked me to death.

After a while, he calmed down again, I gently brought a big pillow from the side, pulled away slightly, and when he moved over again, I stuffed the pillow into his arms and let him hold the "Dragon Saliva" to his heart's content "Dream to go.

I stepped out of the tent and faced a plateau wind.I opened my eyes, took a deep breath, walked a little further, and came to a high slope.Above the head is the boundless sky, the towering green hills on the horizon are endless, and the steep snow-capped peaks press down on the green mountains, as if silently smiling at the tiny beings.

The big blue lake at the foot of the mountain appears in front of your eyes, like a sparkling sapphire. In the mist and mist, the colored flags of Mani piles by the lake are flying, and a group of Tibetans are walking unhurriedly by the lake. It is particularly obvious on the white mount.I just heard a slow and ethereal Tibetan song floating in the distance, and as the boundless and dusty blue gradually penetrated into my blood and my soul, all the hustle and bustle seemed to be far away from me.I closed my eyes, couldn't help but relax the corners of my mouth, and listened to the singing quietly.

"Do you like this place?" Duan Yuerong's voice came from behind, and I immediately fell into a firm and broad embrace, "If you like it, after I take Ye Yu down, I will live here with you every day."

I looked up, lost in a pool of purple tenderness.

His hair was wet and tangled, tied loosely with a gold ribbon, thrown behind his head casually, and he was wearing a white brocade Tibetan robe, the ermine fur at the neckline was blown crooked by the wind, and then another Gengen stood up mischievously.The rosin from his body after bathing floated from his nose, mixed with a very light masculine scent, a bit similar to the appearance of a modern noble and handsome CEO who sprinkled cologne lightly after bathing, came to the office refreshed and greeted his female colleagues with a smile, Then fascinated a large number of female colleagues.

(End of this chapter)