The scumbag brother is finally accepted

I witnessed with my own eyes that Shen Mengzhuang and Lu Qingyuan went from knowing each other to falling in love, and then returning to a stalemate in a blink of an eye.Xiaohua is both distressed and anxious, she was happy for him at first, but now she doesn't know what to do.

Xiao Hua squatted beside Shen Mengzhuang, while beating his legs lightly, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shen, what happened to you and Your Majesty...why is it like this again? Isn't everything already fine?"

Shen Mengzhuang stared out of the window, turned his head to look at Xiao Hua beside him, raised his hand and gently stroked the top of her head, "What does Xiao Hua think is good?"

"That's right..." Xiaohua was anxious with tears in her eyes, thinking back seriously, "It's just like you and your lord before, he smiles when he sees you, and you smile when you see him. I like to see you laugh, but, but brother Shen recently Don’t laugh anymore, Your Majesty is also fierce every time you come here. I’m afraid, I’m afraid you will be injured and bleed again. Although Your Majesty has done many bad things to you before, but, but I know Your Majesty likes it very much. Brother Shen, Brother Shen also likes to respect you."

Shen Mengzhuang shook his head, "I'm not unhappy because of what he did to me. Speaking of which, I used to treat him badly, let's be each other."

Xiaohua listened carefully, and argued earnestly, "I don't know about the past between Brother Shen and Your Majesty, but I know that although Your Majesty is very fierce, he likes Brother Shen more than anyone else. If Brother Shen treated him badly before, he must Is there any difficulty. Brother Shen, please reconcile with Your Majesty."

The girl in front of him shook his arm, begging him to reconcile with Lu Qingyuan.Girls think that if they like it, they will be able to take a smooth path, and that true love can erase all scars lightly.

He gently stroked Xiaohua's head, and taught her like an elder brother: "You are still young, so you will naturally yearn for liking. But there are many things in this world that are heavier than liking. For example, responsibility, responsibility, destiny You think you can go forward if you like it, but..."

He stared at the ground, his eyes were deep and dark, as if he had passed through many times, looking at the distant past, his eyes gradually dimmed, like a gradually extinguished candle.The voice is very small, as if saying to himself: "Like is not a solution to all difficulties."

Xiao Hua stared at him blankly as if she couldn't understand, couldn't empathize with him.Recovering from his memory, he tried his best to squeeze out a relieved and relaxed smile at Xiaohua, and patted her on the head, "Xiaohua will grow into a big girl in the future, if you have a sweetheart you like, you must remember to treat him well, but you can't Follow your own temperament. Likes are not a reason to hurt, and so are hardships. Some wounds are hard to heal anyway. You are an adult, so you should be responsible for your actions."

Xiao Hua scratched her head, hugged his arm, and asked, "Is this the 'responsibility' that Brother Shen mentioned?"

Seeing the little girl's serious appearance, he couldn't help but smiled gratifiedly, and replied softly: "It counts as a part. Xiaohua really has a sweetheart in the future. If it comes to the point of talking about marriage, remember to show it to my elder brother."

"Brother Shen..." Speaking of the three words "sweetheart", Xiaohua felt a special warmth in her heart for no reason, and her cheeks became hot.Burying his face in his sleeve, he muttered softly.

Seeing her suddenly shy and afraid to look up, the dust in her heart was suddenly brushed away.He lovingly stroked the back of Xiao Hua's head, caring for her as if he were his own sister.

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Lu Qingyuan strode in with a jar of wine.The smile on Shen Mengzhuang's face froze immediately, the warmth just now disappeared without a trace, and he only felt the danger that was getting closer.

"Xiao Hua, help me to get those peach blossom cakes in the dining room." He stuffed the saucer on the table into Xiao Hua's arms, and pushed her away.

"Brother Shen..." Xiaohua looked at him and then at Lu Qingyuan, neither wanting to leave nor doing anything to help.

"Go ahead and come back later."

Seeing Xiaohua walk out of the gate, Shen Mengzhuang felt a little relieved.Just as he was about to get up and leave the side hall, Lu Qingyuan grabbed him and threw him back to his original position.

"Senior brother, why are you ignoring me again?" Lu Qingyuan sat in front of him, talking on his own, and picked up a teacup to dip in the wine.

He didn't want to spend too much time talking with Lu Qingyuan, anyway, everything he said was wrong and everything he did was wrong.It's better to save some energy and look at the scenery outside the window more, and I don't know how many years he can look at it with his life span.

Lu Qingyuan was not in a hurry, he leaned over and put his arms around his waist, kissed his temples, and said with a teasing tone: "As soon as I come, brother, let the outsiders leave, are you so eager to make out with me?"

He sat quietly in front of the window, letting Lu Qingyuan hug and kiss her.Neither looking back nor responding, what should he say, he doesn't resent anyone, it's just that he can't get over that hurdle in his heart.At least after witnessing Ye Zhen Zhen's tragic death with his own eyes, he understands more and more deeply that everyone has his own life and he deserves it.

He had once imagined that he would treat Lu Qingyuan sincerely, treat him better, and be nicer to him.Maybe he can make up for his debt and injury a little bit, but the more sincere he is, the deeper the injury will be.It was he who did it, and he will never be able to escape it, and the ending has not changed in the slightest.

He once imagined that with that little sincerity, he could turn the tide and stop Lu Qingyuan from harming the world and killing lives.However, that sincerity cannot reverse the established destiny at all.Shizun, Meng Qingyang, Ye Zhenzhen, he couldn't save any of them, the ending still hasn't changed.

He once fancied that maybe the common people and the one he loves can have both, but he has deeply understood many times, what is "an idiot's dream".

Everything was preordained long ago, whether it was him, Lu Qingyuan, or all these people and things.Such a fate, no one can change it.

He is not worthy of dreaming about any happy ending, since he dropped the first chess piece, it has been doomed to death.

From his delusion at the beginning of retiring with Lu Qingyuan but failed, to now he is still so delusional and still fails, he completely understands.

The fate has come, and any effort is futile.

Lu Qingyuan hugged him tightly, with his chest pressed against his back, with the other hand holding a teacup to his mouth, and said: "This is Gushanchun, which is my brother's favorite, try it."

He obediently took a sip, and the familiar aroma of wine diffused between his teeth.But it was mixed with a strong peculiar smell, which seemed to be... rancid?

Puzzled in his heart, he frowned and turned to look at Lu Qingyuan, then looked at the teacup in his hand, and asked, "What's in it?"

"It's inside..." Lu Qingyuan shook the teacup, with a weird and smug smile on the corner of his mouth, "I prepared it specially for senior brother, can't senior brother taste it? Then take another sip, you are very familiar with it. "

The teacup was brought to his mouth again, he took a long sip suspiciously, frowned and tasted it carefully.Just as he was swallowing, Lu Qingyuan said flatly: "Second senior brother is inside."

The abdomen suddenly tightened, all the liver was blocked in his throat, and he kept retching while covering his mouth.As if he had swallowed a live poisonous snake just now, he seemed to want to spit out all his internal organs. He felt that there were more and more snakes wriggling in his belly, writhing unscrupulously. The snake's head and body were stuck in his throat, and he wanted to vomit No vomiting, only endless nausea.

Lu Qingyuan tightened his arms around his waist, and said softly against his ear: "Brother, remember my words well. If you ignore me, I will kill everyone. I know you will love me forever of."

After speaking, he thoughtfully kissed his earbones, which seemed to be his reward.Seeing that he was still retching while covering his mouth, and a few tears came out of the corners of his eyes, he asked innocently: "Is it really so bad?"

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of cloth being torn, Lu Qingyuan tore off the clothes on his shoulders, and poured all the wine in the teacup on him.The cold touch made him tremble all over, only feeling hundreds of poisonous snakes squirming and winding around his body.

Lu Qingyuan licked the wine stains on his body and sucked hard, leaving obvious red marks.Seeing the eye-catching mark, he hugged him tightly with both hands, and said with a smile in his ear: "Brother doesn't like this wine, do you like my kiss more?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Qingyuan pulled his shoulders and pressed him down.The sound of clothes being torn echoed in the hall, like a devil's smile, "Then let's kiss hard."

Shen Mengzhuang was exhausted, and there were red marks on his wrist.Panting lightly, he slowly put on the torn clothes.Lu Qingyuan wanted to pick him up to wash him, but he sat there, raised his head and smiled wryly, and asked in a very soft voice, "Isn't it better if I always treat you badly?"

Is it better?He was asking Lu Qingyuan, and he was also asking himself.If it's not good for him to treat Lu Qingyuan all the time, wouldn't it be better to be Shen Mengzhuang who hated Lu Qingyuan to the bone?In this way, he can completely stand on the opposite side of Lu Qingyuan, they are just old enemies, that's all.

He could fight Lu Qingyuan happily, and there was only hatred between the two of them, that's all.

Unlike now, two people are pulling in love and hate, entangled.It turned out that I wanted to see someone over the mountains, but now there are only mountains left.

However, he also knows that this is still his delusion.He and Lu Qingyuan were destined to be like this, and only like this.Holding the sharpest knife in their hands, speaking the sweetest words, they stab each other's deepest wounds, as if only pain can make love alive.

Lu Qingyuan came over to put his arms around him, and smiled nonchalantly: "You know I don't like these words, but you still tell me them on purpose, brother, it's really too much."

In the past few days, Lu Qingyuan seemed to be extremely obsessed with the matter of "opening Chiyuan Tongyuan", as if someone urged the supervisor to complete it, and it seemed that he was always obsessed with this matter uncontrollably.

On this day, Lu Qingyuan and An Puppet came to Zhangwei Mountain again.Because of that war, the Honglin faction came here every day to inspect, and it was bound to hinder Lu Qingyuan's plan.

At this moment, Zhangwei Mountain fell into a bloody storm again.Lu Qingyuan stood on the top of the mountain, staring at the people under his feet, lost interest in these dying people, and simply summoned the evil sword, intending to eradicate them in one fell swoop.

The misfortune sword burst out from the black mist, and the evil spirit swept across the crowd.At the moment of crisis, a burst of strong purple energy suddenly blocked the Chixie sword energy.Lu Qingyuan looked at the blood spilled all over the ground in disbelief, frowning.

Who is it that can block the evil sword?

Just when he was full of doubts, a purple figure flew across the sky from under the cliff.The golden light and the piercing purple air reflected the sky, and a golden phoenix raised its head and screamed in the air.But the brilliance faded, and the man slowly appeared.The purple robe flutters, wearing a phoenix crown, and the bright phoenix mark on the forehead.The long hair is scattered behind, dancing with the wind, the phoenix is ​​flying, and the momentum is overwhelming.

Zhong Yan in the crowd looked up at the man with tears in his eyes.The joy of reuniting after a long absence and the surprise of returning from the dead made his voice tremble, and he looked at the man and shouted: "Xiao Lan!"

After rebirth, Leng Shanlan wore a purple robe, which was beautiful and luxurious.The eyebrows and eyes are three points cold, three points evil, and three points arrogant.A person seems to be pulled into three petals, one petal falls on the world, one petal falls on hell, and one petal falls on the altar.Afterwards, the dark world seemed like a god reborn, and everyone picked up the old legends and sang: Zipao Zeshi.

Yes, and all living beings have respected it as——

Leng Huang.

Leng Shanlan looked down at Lu Qingyuan on the top of the mountain, his eyes were deep and dark.The golden phoenix circled behind him, and the sound of its chirping was earth-shattering.Lu Qingyuan waved his sleeve suddenly, and the Misfortune Sword turned to kill Leng Shanlan.

The strength of the two is comparable, and they have passed hundreds of moves in an instant.Lu Qingyuan's eyes were fierce and impatient, he had never met such an opponent.The golden phoenix screamed, killing both sides, and the battlefield moved hundreds of miles.The huge waves under our feet are monstrous.In this world, there are two strong forces, good and evil confront each other.Everyone watched the two of them fight fiercely with bated breath, and no one dared to step forward to intervene.

The final move is imminent, and the two sides dare not slack off at all.The Misfortune Sword reappeared its power, aroused evil energy, and cut Leng Shanlan's arm. Lu Qingyuan was also seriously injured, and his mouth was red.

The dark puppet at the side quickly supported him and shouted "Your Majesty", Lu Qingyuan wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, clutched his chest tightly, and said sharply: "Get out."

Inside the Queen's Palace, Shen Mengzhuang was thinking about how to repair the strings of the zither.The window was suddenly opened, and Xiao Hua rushed in, out of breath, and said intermittently: "Shen, brother Shen, no, it's not good, it's not good, my lord, my lord, he's dying!"

With a bang, the Guqin fell to the ground and broke two more strings.Shen Mengzhuang stood up abruptly, with a anxious expression on his face, and asked, "What's going on? What about him...Xiao Hua, please explain clearly."

"Your Majesty..." Xiaohua patted her chest, trying to catch her breath, "I heard from the little grasshopper in Miehui Palace, he said that Your Majesty bled a lot. Even Grandpa Gu hurried over, but he still hasn't come out yet. , Brother Shen, go and have a look."

Shen Mengzhuang didn't care about other things, he left Xiaohua and hurried to the Miehui Palace.He walked in a hurry, stepped on a few small stones with his bare feet, and the scars under his feet began to bleed again.The bell rang in the empty secret passage, like his heart beating anxiously.

Pushing open the door, Shen Mengzhuang rushed into the hall, looking at Lu Qingyuan's brows furrowed tightly in front of the desk, he gasped in pain, Gu Xuzi was using silver needles to sew up his wound, and from time to time scolded him not to move around.

He saw a deep and long wound on Lu Qingyuan's chest, which bled profusely and was stitched like a centipede.The people in the hall noticed that someone had broken in, and they all looked up at him.

He walked in front of Lu Qingyuan, his expression lost the panic just now, and he said in a low voice: "I heard that you are going to die, come and have a look."

Enduring the severe pain, Lu Qingyuan looked up at him, forced a meaningless smile, "Does brother want me to die?"

After Gu Xuzi sewed the last stitch, he had already fled away with the medicine box in hand.Shen Mengzhuang wanted to ask but couldn't find anyone to ask, so he stared at the wound and asked, "Why can't your wound heal?"

Lu Qingyuan didn't answer, he lowered his head to catch a glimpse of the blood on his feet, reached out and pulled him to sit on his lap, trying to let his feet hang in the air.The tone was both reproachful and distressed, "Why are you running so fast, do your feet hurt?"

"Answer me." Shen Mengzhuang was faintly angry, and his voice became a little louder.

Lu Qingyuan wrapped his arms around his back to prevent him from falling, looked at him and smiled, "Miss me?"

"Answer me, why is your wound, uh..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Qingyuan blocked all the words that came out of his mouth.After kissing for a long time before letting go of his lips, Lu Qingyuan pressed his forehead against his forehead, as if thinking of him being coquettish, and said softly: "It's not important, the most important thing at this moment is that I want you."

He pushed Lu Qingyuan away, broke free from his embrace and got up, looked at the wound and said in a deep voice: "Since you're not dead, just take care of your wounds, I'm leaving."

People who come in a hurry leave in a hurry.Lu Qingyuan's eyes followed him until he walked out of the hall and disappeared completely.The smile on his face dissipated in an instant, the blood suppressed in his throat immediately sprayed on the table, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the death mark on his neck was still about to move, as if the more pain he had, the more excited the death mark was.