two love (gl)

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That's all, injustice and injustice.

When only Song Ze and Song Jie were left in the sleeping hall, Song Ze walked up to Song Jie, raised her chin, and asked, "What's going on in your head?"

Song Jie bit his lips and wanted to bite her.Song avoided it, laughing at her into anger.But looking at her expression, I saw anger but not shyness, so I asked her seriously: "A Bao, what's the matter?"

"Master said that if you are in love with me or fall in love with me, you can break through the illusion. Now we are still in the illusion. Does it mean that you don't have the kind of feelings for me that you said? Fortunately, I almost believed it. Song Suzerain, I'm just a flower picker, if you want to avenge that day, there's no need to do so."

Hearing her sarcastic remarks, Song restrained his smile, "How do I feel about you, you might as well ask yourself. Don't get used to lying to others, thinking that everyone is lying to you."

"Ah."

Song Ze had also thought about the conditions for breaking through the illusion. After the momentary anger passed, he calmed down and said gently: "As for the two conditions your master said, you might as well think about it yourself. There were two times before, we Enter the next illusion before you are happy. Do I love you only in those two illusions? It is you yourself, how much is true and how much is fake."

Song Jie lowered his head and didn't know how much he had listened to Song Ze's words. After a long while, he said, "Song Zongzhu, when I still want to leave and can still leave, you can let me go, okay?"

Song Ze's answer was as decisive as ever.

"not good."

The author has something to say: Who said that you have to go out of the illusion to be so sweet~~~~

In the illusion~~~ near the water tower

Chapter 101 Liberation

If Song had only one "not good", Song Jie would just lower his head and mutter, while Bisheng Song said "not good" immediately after saying not good.

"not good."

"not good."

Three bad things in a row, one complaint and one complaint.

Song Jie, the heartless flower picker, burst out laughing. "Song Zongzhu, you are so reluctant to part with me and like me so much?" She tilted her head and hooked her chin, as proud as she wanted.

Song Ze remained calm and calm, "Yes."

"Oh, this flower picker really loves flowers and sees flowers blooming. Even the emperor of Song Dynasty is overwhelmed by me. It's really..." The flower picker's complacent expression didn't last long, tears fell drop by drop, "You lied people."

She laughed for a while, and cried for a while, but Song didn't care, and just followed her words: "Well, I lied to you."

"I knew you lied to me."

"That's right, Song Shiniang is so smart, she knows everything, and she knows exactly what other people are thinking."

"You mocked me."

"How?" Song Ze raised his eyebrows.

snort.Her skills are not as good as people's, her strength is not as good as people's, and at this moment, her body does not allow her to work hard.Song Jie decided to hold back for a while.

Song Ze stepped forward to caress Song Jie's hair, kissed the corner of her mouth, and sighed after a long time: "A Bao, what exactly do you want?"

After finishing speaking, she got up and left. She was going to have dinner with Song Jie, but now she was not in the mood.

Song Jie is still the same old saying, "I want your people, your heart."

Just that? Song Jie asked himself.She was also confused for a while, and there were some things she couldn't think about, and she would fall into chaos when she thought about them.

The negotiation with Song Ze broke down, and Song Jie thought that Song Ze would always give her a cold shoulder, but who knew that Song Ze still hugged her to sleep that night.

He also said carelessly, asking her to sleep in bed.

The people in Changle Palace had heard about it, but now they saw it with their own eyes.The expressions of the maids who almost dropped their jaws and tried their best to hide it are really ridiculous.

It's a pity that Song Jie couldn't laugh.

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of turmoil there will be in the court tomorrow.

Some people must have called Song Ze absurd, immoral, lustful, violating the rules, absurd and shameful, and there must have been some people who called her vicious and seductive, bringing disaster to the country and the people.Those old guys might all be heartbroken in front of each other, secretly planning how to make Song Ze compromise.

The most ideal result is naturally to let her go to Heishui Country willingly, and at the same time force Song Ze to marry Nafu.If Song didn't follow suit or fight one or two, that group of people would probably find an obedient one from the clan to replace them.

Jiangshan don't want it, and the beauty is not given to her.

Coming and going are just such stories, but anyone who has read some books can guess it.

So Song Jie felt that this woman must be crazy. She had been out in the world for too long, and she went crazy in the illusion.

This kind of madness made her feel a little bit of sweetness in her heart.No wonder there are so many people in the world who are willing to be enchantresses, the feeling of being loved by three thousand people is really good.Shining and glory will make enchantresses forget themselves and want to get more. This is how the tragedy begins.

Song Ze still hugged her so tightly, just like that night in the cabin by the mirror lake.It's just that she hugged Song Ze tightly that night, not wanting to leave, not wanting to lose.Who would have thought that now it was Song Ze.

How would Song think about that hug, and whether she would be aware of the nostalgia hidden in her mind since then.How could Song Ze think of things that even she couldn't think of.

Song told her to think about it, but she didn't want to think about it.That piece was where she deliberately didn't touch it.

I can't figure it out, it's annoying.

If you think about it, it's even more annoying.

Everything in the world is fake, even the so-called kinship is not credible, let alone love that is nothingness.

Song Jie didn't expect to last forever. Master once said that ordinary people's lives are short, and they always try to grasp something. It's better to grasp something, but they monks must not do this.

Cultivation pays attention to xinxing, once you have delusional thoughts, you will inevitably fall into the lower vehicle.

She asked Master, what is delusion?

Master said that suffering is delusional thoughts.

Song Jie felt that her heart seemed to be at the mouth of a sharp wind, and she didn't know where she was going.

She can only choose the safest path, the familiar path, and this path is also painful, but at least she can see the way ahead clearly.

Forget about Song Ze, being her carefree flower picker is the best choice.After making a choice, she believed in it.Even if there is wavering, she must believe it.

Song Ze was also in a state of turmoil. She had killed and saved people, but she had never loved anyone. She was such an awkward troublemaker when she was tempted.

She didn't know how to persuade her to turn around, and how to convince her that she was sincere.She could sense the conflict and restlessness of the flower picker.From the half-truth and half-fiction of the flower picker talking about her own affairs in the past, she could vaguely grasp some direction.But the attitude of the flower picker clearly refuses all heart-to-heart talks. If the flower picker doesn't talk about it, she has no way of knowing the reason and no way to solve it. Besides, they spend so little time in the illusion.

She doesn't keep people, she only knows how to hug each other clumsily, as if this can make the flower picker change his mind.

Song Ze was hugged so tightly, and his breath and body temperature were so hot, Song Jie who was close to her felt that he was going to be burned by her.Not only that, Song Zongzhu, who was pure-hearted and ascetic, also put his hand into her clothes and lit a fire.Even Song Jie wanted to scold her for being unreasonable and immoral, but it was only last night that she was not alive, so here she is again.

However, how could her weak and delicate body withstand the heat of the domineering suzerain.

Song Ze kissed the back of her ear, teased her body all the way, and murmured: "I will be lighter."

"It will hurt."

"Not going in."

"..."

Song Zong's character is guaranteed, if you say it is light, you are light, if you say you can't go in, you won't go in.Only use her soft tongue to take Song Jie to swim.So gentle and so moist, like whirlpools one after another, almost drowning the flower pickers.

Even if you drown, you have to step up. The flower picker touched Song Ze and said provocatively, "Isn't it impossible?"

"Huh? Are you complimenting me on being useful to you?"

"...I care about you being so wet, whether you feel uncomfortable, whether you want it or not."