Juheshu

When Su Jinbo came back in the middle of the night, he happened to run into Lin Huanmu who was outside the door. He looked up at him, said excuse me lightly, and went into the house

boom!

As soon as he walked back to the bedroom, Lin Huanmu followed him in, kicked away the grand master's chair that was in the way, walked up to Su Jinbo a few steps, grabbed his collar and forced him to look directly at him.

"is that you?"

"Speak! Is it you!"

Su Jinbo just looked at the almost crazy Lin Huanmu expressionlessly.

"You tell me! It's not you, right!"

"Su Jinbo, answer me!"

The desperate inquiries stopped the moment Su Jinbo looked away.Lin Huan's twilight world collapsed the moment Su Jinbo nodded

"Su Jinbo! Good! You have the guts!"

The hand that grabbed Su Jinbo's collar slid down, his knuckles tore off the waist seal forcefully, and before the other party was ready, he slid his fingers down the back and penetrated deeply.

Su Jinbo just closed her eyes and didn't want to look at him, Yuan Shan frowned, and the number of fingers under her body increased one by one, he stood up and suddenly entered

"Su Jinbo, you deserve to be killed!"

"Ugh..."

His back was swollen, but the pain was very slight.Lin Huanmu put his tongue deep into the opponent's mouth, licking along the neatly arranged white teeth over and over again.

He closed his teeth forcefully, and the bloody smell instantly permeated the mouths of the two of them. Su Jinbo turned his face away and moved to Lin Huanmu's neck, and then bit down deeply, constantly pressing down in despair.

The blood stained Su Jinbo's handsome face, and dotted a bewitching red on that green lotus-like person.

He was just hating, and hated from his indifference when he got married that day.

The blood flowed down the neck into the skirt of the clothes, Lin Huanmu continued to plunder Su Jinbo's body as if he didn't know it, but he didn't know that his movements began to become gentle.

The two entangled with each other for a long time, Lin Huanmu left his body, and pressed Su Jinbo's neck hard with his hands, the other party fell asleep unexpectedly.

Lin Huanmu looked at Su Jinbo for a long time, then smiled lightly, kissed the corner of his bloody lips, and licked away the blood.

Didn't it mean that only the Son of Heaven can save you?

Since I said I would protect you for the rest of my life, how could I break my promise?

The battlefield is littered with corpses and blood.Thousands of people are willing to kill, let alone a mere mortal emperor.

If I could save you, why wouldn't I go?

The snow-white horse covered in gold and silver was impatiently digging the soil, and Xi Ling, covered with a layer of brilliance by Chaoyang, was like a plum blossom in full bloom in the twelfth lunar month, so strong and beautiful.

The eldest princess turned around, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"I don't actually like You Qingyun. I saw the portrait of the national teacher, and it looks much better than him."

Although she was pretending to be frivolous and playful, tears flowed out uncontrollably.The crystal clear teardrops drained Xi Ling's innocent girlhood, her strong reluctance to her homeland, and her undying love for the two of them in this life.

"How can I..."

Her voice was extremely hoarse, and she just shook her head with a smile.

"Brother Prime Minister... I have envied you since I was very young, envied that you have someone you love the most, and envied that you know each other and fall in love with each other. But this time, my wish in this life has been fulfilled."

"And father...I am just a tool for him to rule the country."

"Things that I have known for a long time, I am not surprised."

Su Jinbo took two steps back dejectedly, slumped down on the ground, covering her eyes with her hands.

Why bother... How can this ridiculous thing of mending a dead sheep catch up with you.

On the day Xi Ling embarked on a journey to the distant Beirong, everything turned upside down.

The Holy Majesty was assassinated, and Manager Zhang, who was guarding the Emperor that night, died suddenly in the woods of the harem.

Lin Huanmu assisted the only prince to succeed to the throne, but a six-year-old child, just a puppet.

Everyone knew it well, but no one dared to speak.

After hearing this, Su Jinbo ran like crazy to the palace. Even though there was a sea of ​​people, Su Jinbo could clearly capture every subtle movement of Lin Huanmu.

He was looking at himself, he was smiling at himself.But that smile didn't have the warmth like a warm day, but it carried the madness of strategizing.

He killed many people and held the puppet emperor.

He only knew that Lin Huanmu was young and frivolous, and he had never harmed anyone.

The desperate hoarse gasp in the throat was even more bleak than the sound of being crushed.Su Jinbo rushed up like crazy, and rushed out of the crowd with all his strength, he grabbed Lin Huanmu's neckline, his eyes were bloodshot.

The blue and white fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and the lips that opened and closed slightly but could not make a sound were all blood faded and chapped.

A pair of hands that were higher than their own body temperature irresistibly tore off the gripping opponent's hands.

"What's wrong with you, Prime Minister Su?"

Su Jinbo's red eyes have gradually turned gray and white in despair, and her unfocused eyes can only see the perfectly shaped lips of the other party.

I can't hear anything, I can't feel anything... For a moment, the soul is separated from the body.The seven souls and six souls were all broken, and in front of the current monarch was Su Jinbo who looked like a walking corpse.

Apart from that Lin Huanmu, Su Jinbo doesn't want anything...

The whole world is so big, he has nothing but him.

"Prime Minister Su, please go back first. Please don't forget the crown prince's enthronement ceremony in the future."

Su Jinbo staggered and took a step backwards, and managed to stabilize her figure. Warm liquid flowed out from behind her, and the wound from last night seemed to be split open again, with the sharp pain of chest throbbing. .

Su Jinbo shook her head, cupped her hands and gave Lin Huanmu a refined smile

But when he staggered into a corner where no one cared about, he collapsed to the ground, coughing heart-piercingly.

In fact, it's not that the world is absurd, but that we, lingering in the silt of officialdom, have all changed, and we don't know anyone.

I'm not Qinglian, I can't learn it to emerge from the mud without being stained.Su Jinbo is just duckweed, ups and downs in this drifting heavy rain, and finally shattered and annihilated.

Maybe one day, when you are passing by wearing a dragon robe, you suddenly find that a small piece of mud has stained your beautiful shoes and boots.

The little one begged His Majesty to pretend that he didn't see it, even if he quietly acquiesced that the mud that once dyed the lotus pond green in midsummer could touch you again.

Six realms of reincarnation, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, why did I choose to enter the human realm, why did I choose to enter the imperial court, why... did I meet you...

Today's hoarseness can't speak, and the body is so weak that I can no longer wait for you to go home against the cold wind, nor can I force sleepiness to accompany you when you study military books at night, and pick out the filaments that have turned into ashes for you.

You should be born to be a monarch, and you should break it when you need it.For useless waste, we should also give up without hesitation