I am Feng Jun

Chapter 823 823. How Could He Not Know!

"Don't come near me! Stay away from me! Otherwise I won't answer any of your questions!"

Mu Yuanxi looked at the young man on the bed who was trying to restrain his body trembling because of his approach, but did not respond to his words.

His dead eyes were filled with a little panic, and he stared at her fiercely, while uttering threatening words.

"If I die, you will never want to see him again!"

He threatened the safety of this body, so that the woman who was surrounded by a sinister aura stopped half a body away from him, and her cold eyes fell on her.

"I'll ask again, where is he!"

She didn't want to listen to the grievances between him and Shen Nanzhu at all. What happened before doesn't matter now, what matters is where he is!
"I don't know, I don't know, I can't find him, and I don't want to, I don't want to come out at all!"

Surrounded by the coldness of prey, the young man bit his lip and replied, his eyes were covered with mist, and his voice was earnest.

"Stay away from me, please, stay away, I'm not him, and you know I'm not him."

This distance was too close, so close that he was a little suffocated.

At the same time, the whole body was drowned in her shadow, and there was pain from the wrist that was just clamped, just like the neck that was pinched back then.

The fear that had been suppressed for a long time surged up again, and he almost went crazy.

"You don't know, why don't you know, tell me, where is he!"

However, Mu Yuanxi was a little more crazy than him, and his bewildered words brought the emptiness and emptiness in her heart to the peak.

How could he not know!

If he didn't know, where would she find him!

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Shen Nanzhu looked at the two who were already crazy and the other was in the process of going crazy, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Mu Yuanxi who was about to approach.

"A Ci said he didn't know, he wouldn't lie, and it wouldn't work if you forced him like this!"

"How do you know he won't!"

Mu Yuanxi flung Shen Nanzhu's hand away, breathing heavily, with a dignified expression, he raised his hand and pointed at the person huddled in the corner.

"He is your younger brother. Selfishly, which Shen Ci would you rather occupy this body, huh?"

This conflict will eventually erupt inevitably, Mu Yuanxi only wants one, but for Shen Nanzhu
Both are her younger brothers.

"I"

One is the younger brother whom she feels guilty and cannot make up for, and the other is the younger brother whom she has placed her affection on.

She never thought that she would be so greedy, but she didn't want to let anyone go.

Mu Yuanxi's nerves were tense all the time, looking at Shen Nanzhu's absent-minded appearance, he tilted his head and sneered, his eyes swept over the half gourd that fell from the step, and his heart was bleeding.

It was a joint wine for the two of them.
Let's drink together!
Mu Yuanxi's eyes suddenly fell on the Eight Immortals Table covered with red silk in the hall, and two altars of fine wine were placed in the middle.

With a gloomy expression, Mu Yuanxi strode over, took an empty wine jug, unsealed the altar of yesterday's worry, and poured half of it into the wine jug with rough movements, and Wangyou did the same today.

After she picked up the flagon and shook it well in her hands, she walked towards the boy on the bed.

The cold voice has no warmth.

"Drink!"

"I'm not like him, I don't know how to drink."

The boy breathed heavily on his forearm lying on his curled up legs, shaking his head and said.

He doesn't know how to drink, he hates it.

Every time Shen Ci drank, it would make it much more difficult for him to escape, and he had to resist with consciousness so as not to let himself be pulled out.

"Drink it, don't force me to do it myself!"

Mu Yuanxi doesn't care about this at all, this is her last resort, he holds such a good drinker, how could he just down a glass.

There must be something wrong with the wine!
If he drank it, he would definitely be able to come back, for sure
"Your Majesty, Ah Ci really doesn't know how to drink. He once fell into a coma for half a month because of a glass of wine."

Shen Nanzhu saw that Mu Yuanxi was pressing so hard that he completely lost the tenderness and indulgence towards that boy in the past, so he felt worried and tried to persuade him.

"Shen Nanzhu, if you don't want me to do something more extreme, then persuade him to drink!"

Mu Yuanxi glanced over coldly, his gaze seemed to nail Shen Nanzhu in place, his whole body froze, and his blood almost froze.

If she could say it, she could really do it, and Shen Nanzhu didn't even dare to think about the more extreme thing.

This is the imperial palace, her place, no one can stop her from doing what she wants!
The boy on the bed also trembled because of Mu Yuanxi's words. He had seen how ruthless Mu Yuanxi was.

In the previous life, even when confronting Shen Ci, he was able to kill him, and it was even more so when dealing with others.

In this life, all her tenderness has been given to Shen Ci alone, and he is just an obstacle to her.

Even though he knew that Shen Nanzhu felt ashamed of him and would try his best to protect him, he also knew very well that Shen Nanzhu was no match for Mu Yuanxi who was now the emperor.

What he was most afraid of was not anyone in the Shen family, but this paranoid and crazy woman.

"I drink."

It was just a jug of wine. The cup that Bei Fan secretly gave him made him dream about Shen Ci's past. Since then, he has stayed away from wine.

Now if this pot can bring Shen Ci back, it will fulfill the wish of the world-weary him to continue hiding.

"You put it down, I'll take it myself."

The young man who didn't want to have any contact with him said so, Mu Yuanxi strained his chin and put the hip flask heavily on the small table beside the bed, with a suppressed anger on his fingertips.

She took a few steps back, watching the boy on the bed tentatively moving forward, rustling to the head of the bed, picking up the flagon, and quickly retreating to the corner of the bed, pressing herself against the wall, breathing heavily.

Then, under Mu Yuanxi's cold gaze and Shen Nanzhu's complicated and worried gaze, he raised the exquisite wine jug.

"A Ci."

Shen Nanzhu couldn't help but stop it.

If he drank it and he came back, what about her own brother?
In the past, she could still deceive herself and others, but now that all the facts are bloody stripped away, how can she face him as before?

The young man paused for a moment, Mu Yuanxi's expression turned colder, and he glanced at Shen Nanzhu, but the young man's cold voice echoed in his ears.

"Oh, I want him back more than her, Shen Nanzhu, I don't want to face any of you!"

After saying that, he raised the jug high and poured the cold wine down his throat in a disorderly manner.

Unlike the Hejiu wine that had been warmed by Mu Yuanxi, this wine that had been left for a long time in winter was as cold as if ice had been added to it.

The chill stimulated him, but after that, the intense burning intent, bitter and astringent, surged up.

Before the jug was empty, he continued to drink it, swallowing heavily. After the bitterness passed, there was a burst of fragrance, but the next mouthful continued to be bitter.

Just keep pouring it like this, coolness, burning, bitterness, astringency, until the last coolness.

All the sweetness that should have been buried under the sorrow and bitterness in my heart, I didn't notice it at all.

A lot of wine slid down the skirt of his clothes, and the corners of his lips were also stained a lot. Even in Mu Yuanxi's eyes, such a seductive scene still didn't melt the ice in those black pupils.

Until the last drop of wine in the jug was drained, the boy didn't respond except for a little fog in his dead eyes and a strange blush on his fair cheeks.

Standing in the hall, Mu Yuanxi clenched his fists fiercely, his voice sank to the bottom, tinged with ice and evil.

"What about others!"

The young man threw out the empty flagon, and the flagon hit the thick carpet. It didn't break, but it made a dull thumping sound, which became more and more depressing in this quiet and desolate environment.

The boy leaned back hard, hit the wall, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and made a sound for a long time, mixed with a ray of despair.

"How do I know!"

"Hahaha."

Seeing this scene, Shen Nanzhu suddenly laughed out loud, but it was extremely bleak.

Mu Yuanxi looked over, and Shen Nanzhu, who was standing firmly on the table, smiled wryly and muttered to himself.

"The Immortal Nine Heavens came with the wind and the clouds, and will eventually return to the misty clouds."

The redemption of the two of them, no, the three of them, it seems, just left.

can't come back
(End of this chapter)