How to survive as a villain through time travel

The carriage was forced to stop, Xiao Yu'an was propping his head up and thinking hard about what to do next, the horses in the carriage were suddenly frightened and even the carriage swayed from side to side for a few times before stabilizing, Xiao Yu'an was a little shocked Dazed, I heard a commotion outside, and suddenly it was quiet again.

what happened! ?

Could it be assassination again!Is this over yet?

Xiao Yu'an was puzzled, opened the curtain, and saw a white horse lying in front of the carriage, blocking the way. The rider on the horse was a handsome and unparalleled young man. He also looked here, and met Xiao Yu'an's eyes for a moment.

Why there is no restful sleep after years of change, why the heavy entrustment of Jin Shuxun does not return, why it is difficult to mend the broken mirror on a sunny day, why we look at each other without words.

Xiao Yu'an couldn't take his eyes off at all, he jumped off the carriage, he was at a loss and dared not go forward.

Yan Heqing got off his horse and held the rope, but still looked at Xiao Yu'an without saying a word.

This situation is so familiar.

Although they were silent, the eyes of the two had already told each other a thousand words.

Xiao Yu'an had imagined countless times in his mind the scene when he met Yan Heqing again, and he had thought up countless ways to prove that he was Xiao Yu'an, but now that this moment really came, Xiao Yu'an found himself silent, unable to say a word In other words, I just want to look at the person in front of me like this, and paint his eyebrows and eyes greedily with my eyes.

Xiao Yuan thought to himself: How can I make this person wait and wait?

I was born and left that year, and fought on the battlefield, wishing I could die.

In that year, I died and offered sacrifices with strong wine, and asked when the king would return.

My heart is cut like a knife, I am panicked, I have a big dream, I am happy and sad.

Finally, Xiao Yu'an took a deep breath and took two steps forward, and suddenly smiled warmly at Yan Heqing, and said softly: "When we parted, the world was the cup, words were the wine, I toasted you three cups, now I want to say goodbye Three more questions. Can I stay with you when you come back from the war? Can you join me when you hold your hands and talk at night? You are happy, healthy and worry-free, let me watch? I finally understand now, I understand what you can't let go, what you can't let go, what you don't let go, can you tell me, will it be too late for me to understand?"

After a sentence was finished, Xiao Yu'an's voice was trembling and choking.

Although it is early spring, but the cold wind blows and the snow falls, the eyes are red and the hair is white.

Yan Heqing didn't speak, he narrowed his eyes and took out a jade hairpin from his bosom.

There was a distorted and hideous crack on the jade hairpin due to re-adhesion, Yan Heqing slowly raised his eyes, palms up, and handed the white jade hairpin to Xiao Yu'an, if it wasn't for Yan Heqing's fingertips trembling faintly, he would really think that he was as indifferent as usual .

That year was punished to kneel on the ground in the cold weather, that year the fragrance of wine overflowed from the Yuhua Tower, that year the tearjerker was absolutely separated from each other, that year there was a heart-to-heart relationship in the deep mountains and forests, that year the Taoyuan mansion expressed his heart, that year the march was in danger to find Looking for it, I just want to meet again and ride alone thousands of miles away, swinging a sword and crying myself.

Dependent origin and extinction, endless greed and obsession.

Now Xiao Yu'an stretched out his hand slowly, pressed the jade hairpin in Yan Heqing's palm and held his hand tightly, Xiao Yu'an burst into tears, he said: "This time, I won't let you smash it again. "

At dusk, in the Nanyan Palace, the emperor's bedroom, two maids were taking care of the house while chatting. One of the maids was just sent to be in charge of the emperor's bedroom. She shook the quilt and said to the other: "Why don't you see me at this hour?" Not to the emperor?"

"It's normal for the emperor to worry about the country and the people because he is busy with government affairs, so he often doesn't sleep in the palace." Another maid replied.

"Sister, is it true that the emperor is as unattractive as in the legend? You said that such a big palace, without a concubine to accompany, is deserted, and the emperor can bear it?" There was no one else around, the newcomer The maid couldn't help being curious and asked in a low voice.

Another maid tapped her on the head reproachfully: "What's wrong with being curious, why are you curious about the emperor? Is this something we can talk about?"

The new maid stuck out her tongue, still unrestrained: "I just don't believe it, maybe the emperor has hidden a little beauty somewhere?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door of the bedroom was suddenly kicked open heavily, and the two maids trembled in fright, and when they looked back, they immediately knelt down and said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Yan Heqing walked in a few steps, and there was still a person in his arms, obviously his posture was very stable, but Yan Heqing's arms were tightly tightened, as if the person in his arms would break free and run away if he loosened it a little.

"Go out, close the door, and don't disturb others." Yan Heqing threw down three sentences, and walked straight to the bed with the person in his arms.

The two maids hurriedly got up and walked out of the bedroom with their heads down. When the new maid closed the door of the bedroom, Yiqiao saw Yan Heqing throw the person in his arms onto the bed.

Another maid murmured: "It's the first time I've seen the emperor so angry..."

The new maid let out a cry: "Could it be..."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Yu'an was also a little dazed when Yan Heqing threw him on the bed. Before he could react, Yan Heqing had already untied his belt, pulled his hands up above his head, and tied his hands to the bedposts with his belt. superior.

Just as Xiao Yu'an came back to his senses, his hands were tied tightly. Although the person in front of him looked expressionless, Xiao Yu'an could feel his anger, like the calm breeze before a tsunami, gently blowing your hair. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, roaring and setting off huge waves, devouring everything mercilessly.

"Yan, Yan, Brother Yan..." Xiao Yu'an called out cautiously.

As if Yan Heqing hadn't heard of it, he stretched out his hands to tear off Xiao Yu'an's clothes, Xiao Yu'an instinctively flinched to cover his body but couldn't move because his hands were bound, he could only let Yan Heqing slaughter him like a fish on a chopping board.

The moment the clothes were opened, the deep and shallow scratches on Xiao Yu'an's body were reflected in Yan Heqing's eyes, all of which were left over from the previous fight with the man in black. Slightly angry, he leaned over to caress those wounds, Xiao Yu'an said softly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it will be fine tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yu'an leaned forward to kiss Yan Heqing flatteringly, but Yan Heqing turned his head away, Xiao Yu'an was slightly startled, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, Yan Heqing looked up at him, leaned over and kissed Xiao Yu'an's waist lightly. scratched.

"Well..." Xiao Yu'an's whole body tensed up, he could only lean against the bedpost, unable to avoid it at all, the soft tip of his tongue licked the wound, and there was an itchiness from his waist

The tingling sensation is slightly painful, like dense needles and light feathers, sometimes stabbing and sometimes fluffing.

Xiao Yu'an's breathing became short of breath, but luckily his reason was not swallowed up, he asked softly: "Brother Yan, are you angry?" The kiss suddenly turned into gnawing, and Xiao Yu'an couldn't help but frowned from the pain from the wound on his waist. His eyebrows and abdomen trembled slightly, Yan Heqing raised his head and looked at Xiao Yu'an, he asked: "Xiao Yu'an, when you put the sword on your neck, do you have me in your heart?"

Xiao Yu'an's throat choked up, eyes filled with astringency, he lowered his head and thought: At that time he said so many sorry, kowtowed so many times, he thought that his life could somewhat offset some resentment.Now that I am reborn again, I owe nothing to anyone.

Unexpectedly, in the end, I still owed it. Although I only owed one person this time, the debt was so high that I didn't know how to repay it.

Death is so easy, with the implication of running away, leaving without looking back. From then on, there is one more person in the world who is lonely, one more is down and out, and one more is white-headed in winter snow.

It is the living who suffer the most.

Yan Heqing's pain was given by Xiao Yu'an himself.

Even if he has a thousand mouths, no matter how eloquent he is, he still cannot argue.

Xiao Yu'an was still silent, but suddenly felt his lower body was cold, his trousers had already been taken off, Yan Heqing moistened his fingers slightly, and stabbed hard into Xiao Yu'an's body.

Xiao Yu'an was in pain, and couldn't help but want to back away with a light ah, but his hands were bound by the belt on the bedpost, there was nowhere to escape,

Yan Heqing put his second finger on the acupuncture point, his eyes were slightly red, and he asked Xiao Yu'an in a very cold tone: "Xiao Yu'an, you always want to die for others, have you ever thought about living for me?"