Fragrance in the wind

Having learned the lesson from Meng Guxin last time, Zizhou hesitated after chasing to the halfway up the mountain, and thought to himself: "Putuo Mountain is weird and ruthless, maybe there will be some strange place to lead him by mistake. Last time Yan Xing was there so Cang Qing would help, but this time he won't be so lucky."

When he was hesitating, he suddenly heard a cry for help not far ahead, the voice was very weak, but it was obvious that the voice belonged to Yan Xing.

Zizhou was confused, wasn't Fang Shiyan Xing taken away by Cang Qing?Could it be that someone deliberately lured it?

During this period, the cries for help did not stop, and each sound became more and more familiar. Zizhou couldn't stand still, and didn't look at the unstoppable posture. When he thought about it, he leaned forward and walked lightly under the cover of grass and trees. step forward.

Not long after, the sound approached, and Zi Zhou, who was hiding behind the big tree, saw another boy sitting paralyzed on the ground under the shade of the tree, unable to move. Those aura eyes were filled with panic, who else would it be if it wasn't Yan Xing.

Taking advantage of the trend, his eyes fell on the man in black who was two steps away from Yan Xing. The man in black turned his back to Yan Xing. Obviously, he did not listen to any of Yan Xing's words, but the tall and tough figure of the man in black From Zi Zhou's point of view, he is even more familiar than Yan Xing, even knowing that all the nerves in his body are jumping, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Father?"

Yan Xing looked for the sound, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Zhouer!"

But Zizhou couldn't turn his attention to Yan Xing, and stared blankly at the man in black who turned to look at him. When his four eyes collided, it seemed that the rock layer was cracking, and there was an undercurrent under the surface, blindly looking for a vent.

The man in black raised his hand to take off the black turban, his thick black hair slanted down, and then he removed the mask on his face. The deep facial features were flawlessly displayed, adding a bit of arrogance and strangeness in the vast night. Not only Zizhou was obsessed with watching, but also Yan Xing's old problem, the saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, and he sighed in his heart that only such a father could raise Zizhou's beauty.

When Yan Xing lost his mind, Zi Zhou had already walked to Chun Yufeng's side, looking at the face he hadn't seen for half a month, almost lost his mind, but still asked resolutely, "What are you doing?"

Chunyufeng focused on the anxiety between Zizhou's brows, and his eyes were filled with thick haze following the words the other person asked.

"Zhou...Zhou'er!" Yan Xing called out worriedly as he watched the stalemate between them.

Hearing the sound, Chunyu Feng frowned suddenly, and raised his thin lips slightly, "Zhou'er? Zhou'er?" His tone was somewhat puzzled and somewhat sneering, and he looked at the other party's appearance of taking it for granted and not caring, Bursting with anger, he turned around and put his hand on Yan Xing's jaw.

"Uncle...uncle..." Yan Xing was forced to look up, his jaw trembling with pain.

"Who allowed you to call him that." Chun Yufeng's voice was extremely low, but because of his anger, he was close to roaring, and Yan Xing was frightened and cried.

Zizhou stepped forward and grabbed Chunyufeng's wrist, but the opponent's strength was beyond his ability, so he shouted at Chunyufeng: "What are you going to do, let him go!"

Chunyufeng stared at the agitated Zizhou, trying his best to hold back the sourness in his heart. Only he understood Zhou'er's character. He never really cared about anyone, and he didn't like anyone's approach, but he was alone with himself. different.Chunyufeng didn't know what he was probing.Thinking of this, he let go of Yan Xing's jaw, looked at Zizhou's relieved expression, and said chillingly, "I'm curious, how will you separate yourself from me?"

Zizhou was taken aback in surprise, he actually heard it all.

Yan Xing cried and explained: "Uncle! You misunderstood, no..." The word 'yes' was still lingering, and Chunyufeng touched Yan Xing's dumb acupoint, and Yan Xing burst into tears He opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound, he could only keep shouting in his heart that Zhou'er's father was terrible.

"Tell me, what's your reason for being with me?" Chunyufeng watched Zizhou's dodge, and pressed on with heavy and resolute steps.

Zizhou simply turned his head and did not answer.

Chunyufeng closed his eyes, feeling like a knife was piercing his heart. He admitted that when he heard these words uttered by others, he was first stunned and then angry, but now when he said these words himself, he knew how much his heart hurt. He, who had never felt this kind of pain, suddenly realized that he was very greedy, and what he wanted was not the joy of being lonely and filling the blank for a while.

"What kind of future do you want to give him?" Chunyufeng continued to ask unwillingly.

Zizhou took a few steps back, her half-drooped eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, she pursed her lips tightly and still did not answer.

Chunyufeng couldn't stand Zizhou's silent attitude, as if everything was a foregone conclusion, let him be out of control, and couldn't help shouting: "Say!"

The horrified Zizhou gave a meal.

After a long time, under the bright moonlight, Zizhou slowly raised his eyes to meet Chunyufeng's gaze, and smiled wryly, "It is impossible for me to have you in my future."

Chunyufeng stared blankly, his eyes turned black, Zhou'er said...that his future would be without him, and raised his hand without hesitation, Zizhou closed his eyes, and the expected slap did not fall, but he heard it in his ear The sound of the sword being unsheathed.Zizhou opened his eyes suddenly, seeing the scene in front of him, he immediately dodged in front of Yan Xing, pointing the tip of his sword at the center of his brow.

Chunyufeng took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "Get out of the way!"

"Don't let me!" Zizhou half-raised his face, his eyes firmly met Chunyufeng's, and at a glance, Chunyufeng understood Zizhou's eyes. If he really killed Yan Xing at this moment, Zizhou would fight with him. break.

"Who the hell is he, and what did he do that is worth your life?"

"You won't understand even if I tell you." Zizhou looked into Chunyufeng's eyes without any sign of flinching.

Chunyufeng sneered twice, and his gestures gradually slid down. The tip of the sword followed the tip of the opponent's nose, the corners of his lips, and moved downstream, stopping at the delicate collarbone.Chunyufeng's eyes narrowed into arcs, thinking of Zizhou's coquettish bathing in Tianchi Cave, and even clearly seeing the water droplets falling from his flushed skin, the sword in his hand opened the other's lapel, half of him The shoulders appeared in front of Chunyufeng.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, Zizhou's naked skin glowed with seductive light and curvature, Chunyufeng was bewitched, and his Adam's apple unconsciously slid up and down to vent his desire at this time.

How long had he been inside that fiery little body?How long has it been since he heard his moan-groan rolling under him?How long had it been since he had seen his eyes begging for more with lust in his eyes?How long has it been since he enjoyed the touch of his wet and limp tongue spitting hot air across every sensitive area, touching the depths of his soul? Chunyu Feng began to miss the addictive fragrance that made him shudder crazily. Joy-pleasure.

Seeing the desire in Chunyufeng's eyes, Zizhou panicked, he didn't want to do such a thing in this kind of place, under such circumstances, he hurriedly lowered his head and tightened his clothes, but he didn't want to be in Chunyufeng's eyes. Every tiny movement he made at this time became the fuse.

In the middle of the arrangement, he was stopped by Chun Yufeng who suddenly approached. His eyes locked on the tooth marks on the opponent's shoulders that were about to fade away. His eyes were instantly sharp enough to bleed. Shoulder.

"Hmm..." Zizhou snorted, bit his lip and looked at Chunyufeng in astonishment, "Feng! You..."

As the words fell, the burning pain hit his shoulder, and he watched the piece of flesh being gouged out by Chunyufeng's sword point, Zizhou squeezed the corner of his clothes tightly and swallowed all the pain into his stomach, the gurgling blood flowed down The ivory white skin snaked out, staining the white clothes red, and Chun Yufeng's sarcasm sounded in his ears: "Are you just so impatient with loneliness? I'll let you see what's going on in his bones right now!" The last sentence It was to Yan Xing.

"What... what are you doing?" Zizhou pulled his broken lips, cold sweat rolled down the corners of his slightly turned eyes, he watched Chunyufeng throw away the sword in his hand, and approached him, he wanted to escape, but the pain was gone strength.

Yan Xing's eyes widened immediately, and he watched helplessly as the other party pressed Zizhou, who was struggling fiercely, under him, tearing off his clothes fiercely, Zizhou let out a scream, and then stopped moving, turning his head sideways to the lax-looking Looking at Yan Xing, he took a few breaths before saying tremblingly, "Close...your eyes! Please...you!"

Yan Xing was slightly startled, and immediately closed his eyes, the sound of panting echoed in his ears, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

Chunyufeng's little rationality completely collapsed with the word "please", he broke Zizhou's chin, stared at Zizhou with red eyes, and ordered: "Look at me! Whether it is now or in the future, you will see me in your eyes. Only me is allowed!"

I don't know how long it took, Chunyufeng limp on Zizhou's back, aware that the other party was not crying, held Zizhou's small face, only to find that his eyes were not as teary as before, his eyes were frighteningly cold, Chunyu Feng hurriedly nodded and kissed Zizhou's cheek, coaxing in a low voice: "Zhouer...Zhouer...don't do this!"

It took a long time for Zizhou to set his eyes on Chunyufeng's face, without any focus, Chunyufeng's heart sank to the bottom of the cliff.

"Get out! Get out..." Zizhou fell on the ground, clutching the weeds on the ground, gritting his teeth and screaming.

Chun Yufeng, who was overwhelmed by jealousy, suspicion, and desire, looked at the sin he had done afterwards helplessly: "Zhouer...I..."

"I tell you to get out! Get out! Never touch me again!" Zi Zhou covered his ears and refused to listen.

Chunyufeng felt that he didn't look like himself at all, he was stunned for a long time, and said with a dazed expression: "Tomorrow I will send someone to pick you up to the palace." He covered Zizhou with his clothes, and when he passed by Yan Xing, he relieved his acupoints.

Yan Xing cried and crawled towards Zizhou and pulled him up. Zizhou endured the pain in his shoulder and pushed Yan Xing away, saying hoarsely, "Don't touch me! Dirty!"

Yan Xing paused for a moment, looked up tearfully at the tough figure who stumbled away, at that moment, it became clear that Zizhou didn't know that person was crazy in love.

That night, Zizhou, who was covered in filth, staggered back to his room, looked at the filthy white clothes, and smiled sadly. He was really not suitable for white, so he simply cleaned the wound, and then leaned on the bed in a daze... …

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Zhi took him back to the palace with his men and horses. Yan Xing sent him out of the mountain pass with a smile all the time, but he didn't know that his smile was filled with a touch of bitterness. He took out the medicine for the trauma, and asked him to reply to the letter. Looking at Zizhou's cold expression, he didn't know how much Zizhou listened.

The ship sailed away and disappeared far into the sea.

It turned out that he was Chunyu Zizhou, the sixth prince of today's prince. Although he didn't go down the mountain often, he had heard that the prince, the second prince, and the fifth prince were killed accidentally one after another.Only the 16-year-old sixth prince is left, and the five-year-old eighth prince and two princesses are left. It is rumored that the sixth prince grew up in the cold palace. Even the emperor can't do anything about him. He loves and hates this son, so he hasn't been included in the royal genealogy yet.Rumors are also good, but outsiders don't know that today's emperor paid the blood price for saving this bloodless son.

It turns out that loving someone can still have such a way of loving, Yan Xing even hopes that Cang Qing will treat him like that, which is better than cold alienation.