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It was a small letter that was properly hidden under the pillow. Du Ruo took it out and saw that there were crooked handwriting on the envelope, which should not be handwritten.

He pulled out the yellowed paper inside and spread it out, but his whole body froze.

"A lonely mirror is not an idiot..." Du Ruo stared at it for a long time, then folded it back in its original shape, stuffed it into an envelope, and put it back under the pillow.

He tossed and turned, as if there was not a letter under the pillow but a hot potato.

It was late at night, and Du Ruo was sitting at the table, a sharp light flashed between his left fingers, and the bean-sized flame on the oil lamp trembled slightly.

Pei Sheng pushed the door open and came in, seeing Du Ruo's face illuminated brightly and dimly by the oil lamp.

"You're back."

Du Ruo's hoarse voice sounded, and his left hand was placed under the table at the same time.

Pei Sheng closed the door, took off his cloak and hung it on the screen.

"Why don't you sleep?"

Pei Sheng threw the sword aside and sat down beside Du Ruo.

"...Can't sleep."

Du Ruo whispered, "My body hurts."

He lowered his head and continued: "Don't you ask me, where is the pain?" Pei Sheng's heart ached and he couldn't breathe, so he said after a long time, "Pour a glass of water."

"If you want to know how my right hand is, you can ask me directly, you don't need to be so probing." Du Ruo paused, "Or, what are you worried about? Heh, worried that I will kill you with this crippled hand?" Du Ruo picked up the teapot, his right hand with damaged tendons was shaking non-stop, halfway up, the teapot slammed obliquely on the table, and tea gurgled out from the slender opening.

Pei Sheng held his wrist with one hand and set the teapot for him.

"That was not what I meant."

"It's true that fate plays tricks on people. Who would have thought that I would fall in love with the enemy who broke my wrist."

Du Ruo tore off his collar, revealing the mark on his chest, "Look here... I really hurt..." I don't know if it refers to the heart or the skin with the mark, Pei Sheng turned his head away as if avoiding it.

But Du Ruo leaned softly on him, kissed his temple hair delicately, and said, "I've missed you very much these five years."

Pei Sheng held his body tighter and tighter, and suddenly picked him up horizontally and put him on the bed.

They kissed each other, leaving behind the sound of water.

They hid under the quilt, and all the secret caresses and hidden love and hatred are no longer revealed in the light.

A slender hand grabbed the corner of the quilt vigorously, the joints were clearly highlighted, and suddenly loosened, hanging on the side of the bed, shaking with the sound of slapping.

Du Ruo was terrified and refused to groan, and occasionally she let out a little cry when she was pushed hard.

Du Ruo was panting on the bed, sweat was all over her temples and forehead, as soft as a begonia that had just received the rain and dew.

Pei Sheng got out from under the quilt, and licked the wound on his face, as if this would heal the wound.

He hugged Du Ruo's waist, rubbed the skin around his waist, and said hoarsely in his voice: "Why are there no tattoos on the waist?" Du Ruo replied lazily: "When I see you, I think of you, it's annoying." Very, I simply tattooed it with a color similar to my skin tone."

"Does it hurt?"

Pei Sheng lovingly kissed the corner of his lips.

Du Ruo closed his eyes and said, "Yes.

It takes a lot of needles, and of course it hurts. "

He was injured almost all over his body, even his left wrist was bad.

Although the fracture in the left wrist has healed, it still hurts very much in rainy weather, and the right wrist still throbs unbearably when exerting a little force.

"I promise, I won't hurt you again."

Du Ruo didn't answer, his eyes rolled freely under his thin eyelids.

Pei Sheng turned off the lights and kissed him on the eyelid.

He has been scarred and hurt, and there will be no more pain.

For half a month like this, everything seems to be calm, the past is like a dream, and the hatred seems to disappear.

But the pretended love will eventually be shattered one day, and Du Ruo's hatred will finally break out from the chewing day after day.

It was night, the two shared the same bed, the wind slid in coldly through the half-closed window, peeping at everything that happened in the dark.

A ray of cold light came through the air, but the hand holding the murder weapon was held.

"Why did you do it today?" Pei Sheng knew that this day would come, but he didn't expect Du Ruo to be able to endure it for so long.

Du Ruo didn't answer, but exerted force with his left hand, causing the sharp blade to sink a little more.

"You want to kill me that much?" Du Ruo knew that he was invincible, so he let go, and retreated, "Yes.

You have caused me so far, how can I not hate you.

If you understand, you will know that it is not just me who wants to kill you.

Even if I have a heart to love you, I am powerless not to obey. "

"Who asked you to kill me? Du Liuyue."

In the darkness, everything became blurred, and Pei Sheng called out this strange but familiar name word by word.

"...You knew who I am, so why did you bring me back, just to plan?" "No, I owe you."

There was silence in the darkness, except for the shallow breathing of the two of them.

Pei Sheng sighed: "If you want to get close to me, you don't have to make such a big detour."

"You mean, if I appear in front of you intact, you will believe me in everything?" Du Ruo withdrew the blade and said, "No, you are suspicious by nature, so you should avoid future troubles forever."

Pei Sheng remained silent.

"I gave birth to a daughter."

Du Ruo said abruptly.

Pei Sheng's heart beat like a drum.

"She is very cute, very well-behaved, and does not cry or make trouble.

But she was born prematurely, her body was weak, and she suffered from minor ailments just a few months after she was born, and she almost passed away..." Pei Sheng listened silently, his heart was already in turmoil.

"Then now..." "She's fine now... You guys met once a few days ago.

Just outside the temple. "

Du Ruo's voice was soft and slow, as if suppressing something, "But you don't recognize her.

She was scared to cry by you. "

Pei Sheng was refreshed, and his memory was connected like a needle. He struggled to recall his daughter's name: "She...is called Zhen'er..." Pei Sheng did not expect to have met his daughter, and it was the first time he met her It was so, when I recalled the word "truth" again, I felt a dull pain in my heart, and couldn't speak, "Why is this word?" "I just want her to recognize her true meaning, so don't be like you, who don't know her own truth. "

"Back then I couldn't see myself clearly, but now I have.

After you left, I couldn't sleep day and night. "

He begged gods to worship Buddha, nothing else but to meet Du Ruo again, but he didn't want to think that things have changed so far, and everything yesterday has come to naught.

"You love me so much, but it's just guilt.

I have lived for so many years, and I naturally understand a truth - what is not available is the most precious. "

Before he finished speaking, Du Ruojue stepped forward, slashing his sword like a broken bamboo as fast as the wind, but after hearing a soft sound, the dagger had already penetrated into the flesh, and blood flowed profusely immediately.

The blood gushed out from his hand, and his heart felt cold quickly. Du Ruo was stunned, and hurriedly said: "You...how are you..." Pei Sheng couldn't stand still, half leaning on Du Ruo's shoulder, he fell slowly, and said intermittently : "I owe you...I took a knife from you, can you...stay..." In the darkness, Pei Sheng couldn't see his expression clearly. He lost a lot of blood, and his five senses were insensitive. He couldn't hear what the other party said. I could only feel painful sobbing sounds in my ears, as if he had returned to the past, Du Ruo threw herself into his arms with wet teary eyes, and kissed him obediently.

The begonias in the backyard of the east chamber were blooming just right, and Du Ruo was like the clearest and gentlest branch among the fragrances, pressing softly on Pei Sheng's shoulder.

Du Ruo put his arms around his shoulders and whispered in his ear. He said a lot of things, but Pei Sheng didn't hear anything clearly, only one sentence - "General, shall we go home?" Hugging him tightly, like embracing a lost and found treasure.

He heard a voice full of laughter that he hadn't had in more than 30 years—"Okay, home."

Chong Chong rushed to do it and finally stabbed the kidney! ! ! (I have a well-known decent hero who has enmity with the Demon Cult, the kind of attack x Demon Cult young master who is cruel and ruthless, and the little beauty suffers... that kind of... very bloody!)

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"Master."

Du Ruo knelt down in front of the hall.

There is a cold fragrance in the room, cold and indifferent, but it penetrates the heart.

When Du Ruo put it back on the mask, his whole body was full of smoke and fire, and his white clothes were like snow, like something out of the world.

"It's hard for you to know to come back."

Zhong Yukong played with the ebony tiger bone fan and said casually, "General Pei is not dead."

"The disciple is incompetent."

"Is it incompetence, or soft-hearted?" Du Ruo's expression froze, and his eyes wandered.

Zhong Yukong put away his folding fan, stared at his eyebrows, "You are so confused! Have you forgotten how you came back then?" Du Ruo naturally remembered that he was tortured so much back then, his heart was ashamed, and when he opened his eyes again, the past was like flowing water. In the rush, the old dreams of the past are rolling in like waves, as if in a lifetime, love and death are like spinning, love and hatred are all empty.

"Disciple...remember."

"You wanted to kill Kerong, but I never stopped it. Now that you want to kill Pei Menglu, why are you so merciful?"

Zhong Yukong looked down at him from a high position, "Do you know why you want to kill him."

"The East Palace is strong, but it is not valued by His Majesty; King Wei is timid and weak, but he can be a successful king.

The East Palace has re-elected generals, His Majesty is worried that the generals will support themselves in the future, so... But there is one thing that I don't understand, Princess Yongyi is balancing with the generals, why are you so anxious? "Zhong Yukong remained silent for a long time, and finally said after half a stick of incense: "A few days ago, Yongyi entered the palace and suddenly fell into a coma. He bowed his head and said nothing, his heart throbbing.

Who can quietly poison her every day?Presumably only her husband with different dreams in bed.

"Look, Pei Menglu is a vicious man, if he doesn't get rid of it today, it will be a worry in the future.

I thought you had seen him clearly a long time ago, but I didn't expect that you are still so indecisive and stubborn to this day.

It was a big mistake for you to conceive secretly with him. Back then, I took a step back and allowed you to leave behind the evil seed. Pei Menglu's life will definitely not be kept. "

Du Ruo kowtowed heavily and said, "Master—" Zhong