Red Mansion: He Doesn't Want to Bend

Murong Zhizhi took a deep breath and forced himself to hold back.In front of him, Lin Jue still had such a calm appearance, just like when he first met, as if there were thousands of things in this world, and none of them could catch his eyes.

Clearly... It took so much time to get to this point.Just one sentence to play on the spot and make a clean break?How can he believe it?

His throat was dry: "On the day of the Qianqiu Festival... I asked someone to take you to the Yangguang Palace... What did he tell you to make you part ways with me so impatiently?"

Lin Jue's movements were a little paused, and his face was a little stiff. "Of course it's something the prince doesn't need to know."

"You and him..."

"My lord!" Lin Jue cut off his words if he refused to listen to him anymore.The smile on the face is sparse and light, but it is alienated and cold. "It's normal for a man to be very flirtatious. However, after a few rounds of love affairs, why did the prince come forward impatiently, wanting to have a relationship forever? This was the last thing. To put it more bluntly, I I haven't been engaged yet, even if I'm facing Qin Muchu, who dares to say a word about me. We are in a panic because our name is not right and our words are not right, we should not be together."

To Qin Muchu!He didn't hesitate to use that word on himself!

Murong didn't want to tell him to talk nonsense anymore, so he stretched out his hand suddenly and pressed him into his arms.Unexpectedly, Lin Jue stretched out his hand suddenly, stretched out his hand to push, and the wine cup in his hand was filled with wine. While pushing and pushing, the wine cup poured out, and the wine spilled on Murong Zhizhi's chest, which was icy cold.Murong Zhizhi stretched out his hand suddenly, and held the dropped wine cup in his hand.

"Let go of me!"

"I know you're just kidding me! You have me in your heart!"

"Let me go!" Lin Jue stretched out his hand suddenly, and slapped Murong Zhizhi on the face.Clear and crisp, so crisp.

Murong Zhizhi had suffered many wounds hundreds of times and thousands of times heavier than this on the battlefield, even though he was bleeding profusely he couldn't stop it, he didn't say a word, he didn't feel the pain.But this blow really seemed to hit his heart, and he was beaten to pieces, almost dying.

Lin Jue's heart tightened, never thought that such a high-spirited person would show such a lost expression.He slapped him, but the one who hurt was himself.It's just that one has to know many things in the world and pretend not to know, and this pain can only be treated as never before.

He stood up and moved away from Murong Zhizhi, trying his best to pretend to be indifferent or even disgusted: "Young people are the most fickle, because they have the right to say nothing. I will take you into my heart today, and I can let you go tomorrow." Others are concerned. There are so many flowers in the world, it is ridiculous that you want me to spend my whole life for you! Prince, I am the only son of the Lin family, how can you want me to spend my whole life for you? I am a family? Marry a wife and have children. Continue to have children, It's human nature. Lin Jue considers himself an ordinary person and dare not disobey!"

Murong Zhizhi glanced at the past, with entangled hatred in his eyes: "Tomorrow, can you put others in your heart? Who is the person in your heart now?"

Lin Jue looked up, looking like Aoxue's upright green bamboo, not to move rashly: "I don't have anyone in my heart, and there shouldn't be."

Murong Zhizhi let go of his hand dejectedly, the wine cup in the palm of his hand was already warm, but the moment he let go, it quickly became cold.When the wine cup falls to the ground, the crackling sound is crisp and clear. I always like to say that the year is safe, and if it is broken, it is broken, and there will be no more in the future.

With trembling hands, he slowly took out the small octagonal box from his pocket and opened the lid.I saw one side of the brocade handkerchief with sapphire blue embroidered swastika pattern inside, and a suet jade pin buckle on it.

Meiyu depends on people to support her.Originally, when Murong Zhizhi wore this safety buckle, the color of the jade was dim, without the luster of jade.Lin Jue only wore it for these times, and the safety buckle looked extra warm, and the softness in the jade almost overflowed.Holding it in the palm of your hand, you can feel the gentleness and softness.

Since that day when he got off the boat and gave it to Lin Jue, Murong never thought about getting it back.

Unexpectedly, Lin Jue sent this back together, and refused to tangle with him any more.

Murong Zhizhi held the Ping An buckle in his palm, and said with a sneer, "Send this back, and you and I will be settled? What I gave you is not just this Ping An buckle."

Lin Jue leaned against the window, as if she had to lean against the window to stand still.He closed his eyes, looking extremely tired: "Whatever you want, just say it, and I will pay you back."

"I want you to come with me."

"I can't." He stretched out his hand to open the window, and the cool wind swept in with the noisy and joyful sounds outside, making people shiver for no reason.The wind blew cold hands and heart, but the pain refused to go with the wind. "My lord still can't figure it out at this time, so let me speak more bluntly. Murong Zhizhi, you were the posthumous son of the Emperor Dezheng in the past, and your brother-in-law still valued you in every possible way. Naturally, I am willing to make false claims with you. But now It's different, nephew and elder brother are emperors, it's a completely different world." He twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a touch of disdain: "Today, I told me clearly that I suspect that you will respect yourself by supporting troops. Murong Zhizhi, you should cherish yourself." Come on, why drag me into this quagmire."

This was said so harshly and bluntly, it made people feel angry when they heard it.But every sentence is the truth, Murong Zhizhi can't refute even half a word.Yongkuan...his nephew...was only the most peaceful person in front of him.Murong thought of him in everything and took care of him everywhere.Unexpectedly, this is the situation now.

Regrettable?

But no regrets.

Holding the safety buckle firmly, he smiled bitterly: "Yes, I shouldn't beg you so much. If you want to leave with me, it's not now."

Once the emperor and the courtiers, Lin Jue's words were harsh, but they were all the truth.

After a long silence, Murong Zhizhi finally said: "Today... even telling you this... I must value you very much."

Speaking of which, even he himself felt false.Murong Yongkuan has always treated Lin Jue with care, perhaps not because he valued it, but because he liked it.He never thought that he and Murong Yongkuan would be able to fall in love with the same person one day.

"Whether you value it or not, I am a courtier of the emperor." Today is the son of a courtier, and he will be a courtier when he enters the imperial examination in the future.Tomorrow is and always will be.Just a courtier, nothing else.

"Yes!" Murong Zhizhi gritted his teeth fiercely, with a desperate look in his eyes. "You are his subject, and you will always be just this. But you are mine! You have nothing to do with him!"

There was a lot of enthusiasm mixed in these words, Lin Jue was a little startled, but felt bad.But it's too late...

Turning around, a black shadow pressed down, clasped his hands tightly and locked him behind his back.Murong Zhizhi had arrived behind him at some point, his face was calm, but his eyes seemed to have made a decision.It looked like he didn't care at all!

"You..." Lin Jue took a step back before opening his mouth, and the person in front of him pressed down heavily, pressing against his lips, relentless, without even a trace of tenderness, he could only do his best to possess, as if he wanted to take advantage of this to prove something.

"No!" He turned his head and struggled, but couldn't get away.The porcelain vase by the window fell to the ground, making a harsh sound.

"You are my man!" Murong Zhizhi acted so resolutely, desperation was revealed in this passionate kiss.Desperation is accompanied by sourness, so complicated and entangled. "I'm leaving! You're mine too!"

Murong Zhizhi clasped Lin Jue's hands behind his back with one hand, and tore his collar away while walking with the other hand.The brocade robe outside couldn't bear such brutal treatment, making a small sound, hanging on his body in tatters.Still not satisfied, he stretched out his hand into Lin Jue's shirt.The palm of the hand is slightly cool, and it sticks to the skin, making people shiver.

Murong Zhizhi said: "Let me feel if your heart is cold." His fingers moved to his chest.

"Bastard!"

Lin Jue gritted her teeth and cursed angrily, but at this moment she heard the waiter outside ask, "My lord, Mr. Lin, what's wrong inside?"

He must have heard the sound of these porcelain vases falling to the ground before coming over to take a look.

Lin Jue suddenly fell silent, how could he be seen by others with his current appearance?

Murong Zhizhi let out a low laugh, and whispered in his ear: "Tell him to come in, tidy up the house, we have to make it more comfortable." He said, "You..."

"You are not allowed to come in!" Lin Jue was almost stern!Murong Zhizhi kept moving his hand in his jacket, but he had to force himself to talk to the waiter outside.Such an unbearable thing...

Xiao Er was confused outside, not knowing what was going on inside.After all, he dared not open the door and go in, he answered yes, and retreated.

Lin Jue breathed a sigh of relief, but Murong Zhizhi sneered and forcibly stopped Lin Jue from going around the screen and going inside.There is a canopy bed inside, and the bedding is fragrant and soft.It is to prepare people to get drunk, so that they can rest here for a while.Murong Zhizhi didn't want to use the bed, and pushed Lin Jue on top of the large floor-to-ceiling screen.Lin Jue's clothes were wide open, even the middle coat was only hanging on his body, it couldn't hide anything anymore.

The lantern hanging above was swaying, and the candle tears in the floor lampshade beside it were slowly dripping.It's like a red candle warming a tent, ambiguous for no reason.

Lin Jue had just been ill for a while, but he was weaker and paler than before.In the warm yellow light, the chest is carved like a beautiful jade, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.Murong Zhizhi's palm seemed to stick to it, rubbing it repeatedly, unwilling to let go.

"Only the most incompetent people will use this method to prove that they are strong!" After saying this, Lin Jue took a quick breath, and after that, he gritted his teeth and refused to speak again, unwilling to call out He looks down.He didn't want to do this kind of thing with Murong at this time, but he was sore in his heart, even if he pushed and pushed, he was not firm enough.

Murong Zhizhi sneered, lowered his head and sucked his delicate collarbone, love and hate mixed up until now, when he had to let go, even love turned into hate.He bit it hard on the head, and clearly heard the painful moan of the person below him, but he felt a kind of pleasure from it.

He was in such pain that Lin Jue was in pain too.Why can Lin Jue continue to be calm when he is in such a mess?

His bite was deep, and when he raised his head, there was almost a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

"So what if you're not good enough, the person you look down on is now pinning you down! Do you think that Xiao Er knows that when outsiders look at the Gao Jie and proud son of the Lin family, I pin him down and kiss him more than once? Just You should let him see... you should let them see your unrestrained appearance..."