marry a monk

Siqin Desheng searched from room to room, and finally heard a voice in front of him.Ever since entering the palace, something was wrong. Where did the Drifting Monks of the Holy Palace go?From the front hall to the backyard, there is no one guarding such an important place?

At the corner of the aisle, a group of Drifting monks ran towards the remote small black house. When they followed them, their faces changed suddenly, and their whole bodies trembled uncontrollably.Mohanad had veins all over his face, his hair was messed up, his blood-red eyes were exposed, and his limbs were bleeding from the iron chains.

Unbearable, Siqin Desheng didn't want to look at it any longer, and flew out of the scabbard every day, and there was a loud bang, and everyone was scared to run away.Burning with anger and fierce eyes, the person he regards as the apex of his heart has been tortured like this?The short knife in his hand slashed through the iron chain, and took Mohannad away with lightning speed.

"How did this happen?" Siqin Desheng put his arm around him, and asked in pain as he stroked his face with the other: "Why did you do this to you? Could it be that you just exposed their inside story?"

"Hurry up my acupoints and knock me out." Mohanad grabbed him with his backhand and implored him eagerly: "I'm out of control, hurry up my acupoints."

"Acupoint acupuncture treats the symptoms but not the root cause. Without antidote or catharsis, you will explode and die." Looking at his bruised wrist, how could he bear to hurt him again?Siqin Desheng quickly thought of another feasible method.

"Hurry up, I can't take it anymore." Mohannad's usually sunny and calm face became irritable and fiery, his distorted face was no longer handsome, and he begged him eagerly.

"No, this king can't let you have trouble." Siqin Desheng held his wrist tightly: "This king will definitely come up with a way to save you."

"Quick, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, hurry up, acupressure..." Mohanad roared in despair, his eyes were about to burst into flames.Seeing that Siqin Desheng did not make a move for a long time, Mohan Nade pushed him away, turned around and ran towards the back mountain.

In the uninhabited place in the northern part of the holy palace, there is a cliff with a height of [-] zhang. Below the cliff is a cold pool that has lasted for thousands of years. Jumping from there can wake you up.

The mountain wind was blowing in my ear, and Siqin Desheng's shout came from behind, but I couldn't hear it, I couldn't hear it at all.I just want to quickly jump from that cliff to the cold pool, and I want to release my frantic desire as soon as possible.

Finally reached the edge of the cliff, looking back at Siqin Desheng who was still running after him, he jumped without hesitation.

Brother Changsheng, I used to always say that there will be a period later, because I believe that the beauty in this world will always be more than the ugliness, and that the light will last longer than the night.This time I want to tell you that there will be no time in the future. I hope you will be safe and happy in this life.

"Mo..." Siqin Desheng roared in despair from behind...

"You are not allowed to do such an important matter as life and death without my consent." Siqin Desheng jumped off the cliff.

When Mohannad saw Siqin Desheng who was following him, he couldn't help being shocked. There was a cold pool below, and he would definitely not be able to bear the fall, and he couldn't let him suffer with him.

Mohanad put his hands on him and pushed him up hard to push him out, but his body sank faster.

Suddenly felt a coldness on his lips, as if someone was hugging his body, Siqin Desheng not only was not pushed away by him, but hugged himself, gently touched his mouth, affectionate and gentle as water.

"You..." Mohanad was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to push him away again, the blood in his eyes became redder, and the desire in his heart was seduced by his light kiss, and his blood was surging.

"Didn't you kiss me last time?" Siqin Desheng leaned forward recklessly: "I gave you my first time, why don't you marry me home?" The ears exploded with a bang.

"Last time, the last time I breathed your breath and fed you soup was a matter of urgency." Mohanad resisted the throbbing pain in his body, put his hands on his face, and kept a distance from him.

"You are a majestic prince. There are many high-ranking officials and wealthy women. You should go home and marry a wife and have children. I am a monk. I have no ability and it is impossible to marry you back home."

"Then how about marrying you back?" The prince's eyes were blurred, and he couldn't take his eyes off his face for a moment. In this situation, it was as if he had taken aphrodisiac medicine: "After sleeping for so long, it will be sooner or later to marry you back." thing."

Is this a naked confession?The prince's face no longer had the noble indifference of the past, but a face of pious enthusiasm, longing and anticipation.

"..." Mohanad looked horrified, could this sleep be the same as that sleep?His shocking words are more shocking than taking the aphrodisiac/medicine of the elders and masters.

The two sank all the way in the cliff, forgetting the moment of death, forgetting the impermanence of life and death, just looking at each other quietly like this, as if wanting to engrave each other's eyes deeply in their hearts.

"You..." Mohanad wanted to push him away, only to find that he was hugging him tightly, unable to push him at all: "Go, there is a cold pool below."

"No, even the fierce tiger in the cold pool will not let go. This king wants you. I like you since the first time I saw you. I love you. I want to take you back."

"..." Mohanad dropped his jaw in shock, and looked at him stupidly with his mouth wide open.

"Mo, I love you, I miss you..." Siqin Desheng repeated as if he was dissatisfied with his confession once.

"You...you're right...but it's true..." Mohanad asked hesitantly, horrified, and cautiously. He didn't believe that a man would fall in love with another man, even though they were both excellent.

"This king is absolutely true." Siqin Desheng was immersed in the gentleness of rubbing hands with him.

"But...but...why...I have nothing..." He intermittently didn't know what to say.

"I don't know where the love started. It goes deeper and deeper. This king likes you with nothing, otherwise how can this king be worthy of you?"

Siqin Desheng caressed his cheek, rubbed and kissed his neck.The deep voice was like thunder on a sunny day, and it became more and more violent one after another, shaking Mohanad's heart with horror.

Thinking of when the two were together, he looked at his affectionate and strange eyes, cooked for himself, sewed clothes, slept with him, and hugged him.Nothing you say or do to yourself happens for no reason.It's not a joke to make a promise with your body.

Seeing him send himself here as a national treasure in the Zen meditation, such a direct confession, he was so ignorant that he didn't take it to heart.The images that appear in meditation are not illusions at all, but real records of the past scenes of the kingdom of heaven.Although the years have passed, the memory will never fade away. It just entered another time and space and was accidentally discovered by myself.

The past and present life with Siqin Desheng flashed through my mind, the scenes when the two were together, one after another, I dare not think about it any further.He is so persistent and affectionate, just for a self who has nothing.

Closing his eyes, Siqin Desheng's light kiss finally broke through the last bottom line that he had been holding on to in his heart.If you can't push it away or refuse it, then hug him tightly and greet him warmly, with four thin lips tossing and turning, cautiously.

The desire that has been suppressed all this time can no longer resist Siqin Desheng's affectionate teasing and confession.

Grasping Siqin Desheng's arm with his backhand, the strong tip of his tongue once pried open the other's never-closed jaw, like a flame that has been blocked for thousands of years meets an iceberg that has been silent for thousands of years, it is passionate, crazy, and passionate.

Holding and kissing Mohan Nasheng lightly fell into the cold pool, no one knew where he landed, where he was?I only felt that my eyes were dark, and the waves were rolling in my ears, and I fell into the deep pool at the same time, and the water splashed everywhere.

No one has ever paid attention to everything around them, they only have each other in their eyes, and they just want to melt themselves deeply into each other's soul.

At dusk, the birds return to their nests, and when the moon reaches the mid-peak, the two of them swim out of the water and lie quietly by the pool.

Outside the pool, a ray of moonlight slanted in.

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet, and there was no sound by the pool. The two lay quietly on the ground, silently watching the moonlight outside.

"Thank you, Brother Changsheng, for saving me again." After a long time, Mohanad said quietly, his voice seemed hollow and dry coming from far away.

"Then repay this king well." Siqin Desheng couldn't take his eyes off him for a moment, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"Repay? I'm a monk, how do I repay?" Mohanad laughed.

"I want you to be my king..." Siqin Desheng leaned forward drunkenly and kissed his neck, face, and mouth, and the deep voice shook Mohanad's heart for a while.

"I shouldn't be living in this world. It's just that I'm going to live in a meager way again." Mohanad leaned gently in his arms.

"No. I want you to live openly and aboveboard. It's not your fault. Why should you pay for it with your life? Don't worry, I will be responsible for everything in the future."

"Are you sure you're not talking nonsense?" It was the first time Mohannad saw him so obsessed and crazy.

"This king is indeed talking nonsense, for your sake."

"What's your plan next?" Mohan Mod's eyes lit up.

"Plan?" Siqin Desheng looked at him sideways. His face, which was flushed from taking the aphrodisiac medicine, had almost recovered after some catharsis. At this time, his face was flushed. Guang, a looming charming and smiling expression makes people fascinated.

He was dumbfounded again, and tenderness surged in his heart, and he bent down to kiss him again.

"This king plans to build a temple in the palace. There is no place in the world that can accommodate your big Buddha except for the temple in the palace. I want to marry your big Buddha back to the palace and hide it in the temple. here." Siqin Desheng teased softly in his ear.

"What, I mean how did we get out of this deep pool? Could it be possible to stay here forever?" Mohanad's tone was playful.

"Well, that's right, if you can't stay here forever, then go to Changsheng Palace and stay forever."

"Well, the bed at brother Sheng's house is soft and warm. I love to sleep on that bed. It's much more comfortable than my bed in the Holy Palace. But there's no need to build a temple in the royal mansion. They married me and built a temple ?”

"Really? Are you willing to return to vulgarity?" Siqin Desheng was pleasantly surprised. He has always been unwilling to return to vulgarity. Will you agree?

"Well. I've been a monk for half my life. I've accomplished nothing and left myself covered with scars. You're right. You can't change the world by yourself or by doing one thing. It's better to accompany you to watch the spring flowers and autumn moons and the vicissitudes of life."

Muhannad drooped his long eyelashes, his eyes full of wry smiles.

Siqin Desheng gently embraced him, and the corner of his mouth curled up in satisfaction: "As long as you like, you can sleep there for the rest of your life."

"Brother Sheng..." Mohanad looked up at him, "I have a question for you."

"Well, you ask." Siqin Desheng kissed his black hair.

"Last time, after the last flash flood..." He couldn't continue.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that he stopped, Siqin Desheng couldn't help raising his chin and asked.

"Are you pretending, including fainting and not being able to drink water..." Looking at him, his eyes were so clear and bright, Siqin Desheng shut his mouth before he finished speaking.

"Only you, a little fool, are stupid. Si Qin'an can see that, you still don't understand my king's heart." Si Qin Desheng whispered in his ear while kissing him.

"Ah, so Brother Sheng is such a person. You played tricks and said that I stole your first time?" Mohan Nad pushed him away with a look of disbelief.

"..." Siqin Desheng raised the corners of his lips, and pulled him into his arms again.

Mohanad was breathless from his kiss: "Brother Sheng, brother Sheng, stop, stop..." He was panting with sweat profusely: "So you are going to sleep in your arms, why are you cold?"

"..." Si Qin Desheng remained silent.

"Why didn't you say it clearly? You still find all kinds of reasons to harm me...cause me..." Mohanad couldn't continue, pinching his face.

"You are the number one fool in the world. You don't understand my king's heart when you get along day and night. You have been fed to the dogs." Siqin Desheng looked for him again.

"What, no, I'm just a monk, a monk who knows nothing but chanting scriptures and meditating?" Mohanad pouted and kissed him with his red lips.

"Then this king will teach you personally..." Siqin Desheng blew on Ruolan in his ear, and kissed his earlobe.

"When did Brother Sheng become interested in me?" Mohannad looked at him and asked playfully.

"Three thousand years at a glance, ten thousand years at a glance, just because of that gentle covering..." Siqin Desheng recalled the first awkward meeting between them, when he tightly covered his mouth.

"It's love at first sight." Mohannad smiled, "No wonder you always feel weird to me. If I had understood your intention earlier, brother Sheng wouldn't have to hold back for so long and hide my monk's scarf."

"It's just right to know now, it's not too late."

"Why?" Mohanad looked at him.

"..." Siqin Desheng remained silent, but couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth. Wouldn't it scare you away to express his intentions at that time: "Come..." He pulled Mohanad to bring the moonlight, and both kneeled : "Let's worship the sky and the earth before the moon."

"So urgent?" Mohanad looked at him in surprise.

"Hmm..." Siqin Desheng stared at him obsessively, his eyes were warm, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Ah..." Before he could reply, a sneeze came out unscrupulously.

"Look at you, they say you can't stand the cold air of the cold pool, so you must have caught a cold." Mohanad said with resentment in his tone.

The two respectfully bowed to the moon three times.Siqin Desheng embraced him again, his face was very sweet: "It's okay, a sneeze in exchange for a heart, it's worth it."

"I'll help you push the cold out..." Mohanad hugged him, wrapping his hands behind his back.

"Okay..." His voice was soft and crisp.

As the moon rose higher and higher, their shadows became shorter and shorter.

"Is it better?" Mohanad asked.

"Well, no." Siqin De Shenglai held him tightly in his arms.

"Impossible. In the past, every time I lost my internal strength, I was better. Are you pretending?" Mohanad questioned.

"Really." Siqin Desheng affirmed, and began to touch his body with both hands.

"Really?" Mohannad moved back a little distance, grasped his hands, and looked at him with malicious eyes: "Or is the certain prince thinking of something else?"

"Finally smart for a while, you are mine, my king..." He stretched his hand to his waist to untie his belt.

"Oh, it's really good that my prince is so greedy."

Mohannad threw away the clothes on his body, and kissed Siqin Desheng's passionate lips non-stop.He is full of vigor, and he has also taken spring wine, so he has a lot of energy.