After the Destiny Child was reborn

The little hand behind his back stopped for a moment, and Liang Jingzhan's flame of wanting to tease him finally subsided.

Just as he was about to relax, the clothes in front of him were suddenly pinched.

Fu Yanning still closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was extremely reluctant, but he held his clothes and shook them from side to side.

This... Isn't this the trick he used against Fu Yanning in the flower building?

Fu Yanning learned so fast?

Still used it on him!

Fortunately, it was used on him.

"You?" Liang Jingzhan looked at him, the light in his eyes dimmed and brightened.

Fu Yanning urged weakly: "Quick."

"Quick what?" Liang Jingzhan didn't understand if he meant the same thing as he said fast.

Fu Yanning's face was flushed red by his question, she raised one arm to her face, and slowly covered her eyes.

Liang Jingzhan saw that he was probably shy.

He was extremely happy in his heart, but his tone became serious: "Are you really willing?"

When he woke up one night, a person who had disliked him all his life took the initiative to run to his side to throw himself into his arms, and no one could stand it.

And it was someone he had missed for a long time.

Fu Yanning responded softly, "Yes."

The sound was so small that it was barely audible.

Liang Jingzhan untied his belt slowly, raised his eyelids lazily and continued to ask him: "Then... Fu Shizhong, do you like me?"

"No... hi..." Fu Yanning couldn't open his mouth, and only hoped that the matter would be over quickly.

"Huh?" Liang Jingzhan took off his coat and raised his voice at the end.

Fu Yanning gritted her teeth, and every word came out of her teeth: "I don't like...I...Why did I come to your palace?" Do that with you?

"Call me." Liang Jingzhan slowly moved closer to his body and kissed his lips.

Fu Yanning wanted to ask him what he wanted to be called, but after some speculation, he probably asked him to call him Your Highness.

"Your Highness...Your Highness." Fu Yanning spoke reluctantly, his voice was tinged with warmth, but he was a little helpless, "I...what should I do."

Liang Jingzhan couldn't help chuckling.

He originally thought that even if he didn't know anything about it, a man would be able to learn it by himself, but Fu Yanning really didn't seem to know anything about love.

Liang Jingzhan took off Fu Yanning's hand on his eyes, and said softly in his ear: "You don't need to do anything. But it might hurt a little, so bear with it."

Fu Yanning still didn't understand why it hurt, but he thought, no matter how painful it was, he could bear it.

The next moment, Fu Yanning raised her neck, clasped the bed sheet tightly with her fingers, sweat oozes from her body, bit her lips tightly, trying not to make a sound, her lips turned white.

Liang Jingzhan snorted comfortably.

After considering Fu Yanning's body, Liang Jingzhan didn't dare to move again.

"Don't be afraid, does it hurt?" Liang Jingzhan gently pecked at the tears in the corner of his eyes.

The candlelight flickered weakly, the wind blew in, and the veil danced lightly.

Seeing that the person beside him fell asleep, Fu Yanning picked up the clothes on the ground with one hand, and put them on one by one, covering the traces of ambiguity all over her body.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, his legs were almost limp, and he slowly stood up while supporting the bed, his body seemed to be torn apart and put together again.

His stomach was already hurting.

Fu Yanning's face was pale, but the corner of his mouth was holding a smile.

Gu poison has already reached him.

He stumbled all the way, his whole body was so weak, he couldn't support his body, and fell down several times.

He thought that Liang Jingzhan would treat him very gently, just like when he was speaking gently and calmly, but he was thinking too much.

Liang Jingzhan's words were not credible at all, he kept saying in his ears that he would be gentle, the words on the bed were very nice, and he said that he liked him for a long time, and why he was not willing to let him get hurt. After he moved, Liang Jingzhan What he said just now is like feeding a dog, he can't control anything.

Fu Yanning touched the medicine on the table, and took it into his mouth with difficulty.

There was still a bowl of blood on the table, Fu Yanning lost all strength, sat on the ground, and finished drinking the blood in the bowl.

My stomach still hurts, it hurts like hell, it's densely ached.

He could even feel that the snake gu was constantly sucking his flesh in his stomach, and occasionally stretched out a small tongue core, with sharp and small teeth, biting his flesh and not letting go.

Fu Yanning gasped for breath, his whole body was in dire straits.

Only when he looked at the person on the bed did he feel that the pain was nothing.

But he can't stay any longer, if Liang Jingzhan wakes up, he won't be able to leave.

After tonight, he will never see Liang Jingzhan again.

But at least tonight, he tasted the joy in bed for the first time, and Liang Jingzhan never mentioned the word "Qingqing" again when he was breathing in his ear tonight.

The night outside the hall was as calm as water, and the old tree that was standing guard at the gate of the hall was being stabbed by a sharp sword at this moment.

The old tree was steaming and made a sound: "I won't let you in."

The blade of the sword flashed silver light in the night, but a female voice came out: "You old tree has become a spirit, you have stretched out such long ears at the gate of the temple, what are you listening to? I'll go in and have a look, why can't it work?"

The old tree still repeated his own words: "I won't let you in..."

This time, the words stopped like this, and the tree fell to the ground, emitting a burnt smell.

The sword also left the tree and turned into a young girl after falling to the ground.

Jiang Wanyue withdrew her hand, kicked the wilted tree next to her, and bounced towards the hall.

Before entering, Jiang Wanyue stopped.

A figure came out from the palace of King Rong.

"Fu... Fu... Fu Fu Shizhong, what are you doing in the Palace of King Rong?" Jiang Wanyue saw some carmine marks on Fu Yanning's neck at a glance, and her voice became weaker and weaker.

"He's already fallen asleep. If Miss Jiang is looking for King Rong, she might as well come back tomorrow." Fu Yanning didn't react much, but his cold voice seemed to be suppressing severe pain.

Jiang Wanyue was still surprised by what happened inside, but Fu Yanning had already walked away with her waist supported.

Under the moonlight, Jiang Wanyue watched the thin figure walk away unsteadily, every step she took, she was worried that he would fall to the ground.

Your Highness is too...too fierce.

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Liang Jingzhan was already sitting in the carriage.

Before leaving, Master Changqing and Bai Wen pulled him and told him a lot before letting him go.

When he woke up this morning, there was no one around him.

But the lilac lingering around his bed had really existed.

So he and Fu Yanning really did those things last night.

Now he was about to leave, and Fu Yanning hadn't seen Fu Yanning come to say goodbye to him.

Sure enough, after getting off his couch, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

this little thing.

Liang Jingzhan lifted the curtain of the car, looked around a few times, but did not see Fu Yanning.

Flying by houses before his eyes, Liang Jingzhan looked back at every step he made.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he saw that there seemed to be a lot fewer people in the restaurant he frequented than before.

Even the group of women selling vegetables in the market seemed to be worse than before, arguing over a few pennies, but today it was surprisingly peaceful.

Xu Ji Bakery, which he often goes to, has not opened today.

And the girls who came out from Hualou to solicit customers, their voices were not so delicate anymore.

It seemed that everything became depressed because of his mood.

The carriage passed Fu's mansion and stopped.

He looked at Fu's mansion through the small window, but he didn't move, and he didn't get out of the car to go in.

I don't know if Fu Yan would rather not see him.

But this was the last time, and he felt relieved after just one glance.

After thinking about it, Liang Jingzhan got out of the carriage and entered Fu's residence.

The people around didn't see it, he only saw the little book next to Fu Yanning.

When Xiao Shu saw him, his face showed resistance, and blocked his way: "Master is out, Your Highness, let's go."

Liang Jingzhan paused for a while, his eyes glanced at Xiaoshu's figure, and he looked straight into the backyard, but he still didn't see Fu Yanning's figure, he looked back in disappointment: "Help me take care of him."

Xiaoshu said heavily as if exasperated: "En."

Back on the carriage again, the carriage moved forward little by little, and it was almost at the city gate. Liang Jingzhan was becoming more and more reluctant to put down the curtain of the carriage, and wanted to write down everything in the capital.

As soon as the carriage drove to the gate of the city, Liang Jingzhan saw hundreds of people gathered under the gate and didn't know what they were doing.

Just when he was about to ask the coachman, those people suddenly shook their hands at him and said in unison: "Your Highness, take care."

"Your Highness, take care." The little girls also shook their hands, with tears on their faces.

Liang Jingzhan met dozens of acquaintances among those people, including the owner of Xu Ji Bakery, and some colleagues who had drunk with him. Liang Jingzhan guessed that there were many girls who were rescued by Bai Wen from the princess's private house before. of.

But every time Bai Wen is asked to do something, there will always be a lot of disturbances, exposing him, such as when he rescued Li Xia.

The climate in the capital is usually very warm in summer, and he felt very warm looking at the people waving at him.

"Let's go." Liang Jingzhan also waved at them in response.

The carriage drove out of the capital little by little.

Fu Yanning's face was as pale as paper, and the color of his lips turned pale. He stood on a tall building and looked at the carriage in the distance. The purple figure was as thin as a thin willow, and whispered to the billowing dust:

"Take care of yourself."

I'm going to say goodbye, and I don't know when I will see you again.

But only by going to Yuyue, Liang Jingzhan has a chance to turn the situation of the court around.

For a short time to put away the edge, and gradually forget it in the minds of the people in the capital, it is for a better appearance in the future.

Of course Fu Yanning knew Liang Jingzhan's plan.

Now that Liang Jingzhan is contentious, that is exactly the result he has always wanted.

At the same time, he also had a little luck in his heart. Before Liang Jingzhan returned, maybe no one would remember him anymore. In that case, he would be the only one who remembered Liang Jingzhan.

Fu Yanning's lips were stained with a bright smile, which soon dissipated with the dust in the distance.

He still didn't know what kind of mood it was, a very strange feeling.

It's like he was addicted to Liang Jingzhan's eyes and every word he said, just wanting to drown in it forever and never come out.

When seeing Liang Jingzhan injured, that kind of inexplicable emotion will pop up.

He didn't understand whether he liked it or not.

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It was raining all the way, so they had to stop, find a place to stay, and wait for the rain to pass before continuing on their way.

On the carriage, when Liang Jingzhan felt hungry, he unpacked the package, and there were some fruits and pastries that Bai Wen had prepared in advance. When it was raining, if he wanted to get off the carriage, he didn’t need to buy an umbrella. Bai Wen would help him Bring an umbrella.

It was less than two days after leaving the capital, and they had already traveled a hundred miles like this.

Liang Jingzhan took the coachman to find an inn to live in.

It was night, he was lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

He didn't recognize the bed, just because he thought of the capital again, and thought of the people in the capital.

A Niang, Xiao Weisheng, Master Changqing, Bai Wen, and Fu Yanning.

In just two short days, he had already thought about being with them many times on the road.

Liang Jingzhan suddenly stopped recalling, his ears moved, and there seemed to be a slight sound outside the door.

He held his breath, breathing evenly.

The door opened.

The knife light in the person's hand can be used for lighting.

Is this because he is afraid that others will not know that he is coming, and still leave so swaggeringly?

Liang Jingzhan just waited for him to come over.

The footsteps were indeed slowly approaching, and Liang Jingzhan could already feel the man's heavy and hasty breathing.

Liang Jingzhan felt the light of the knife flicker, and the knife cut towards him.

Liang Jingzhan turned over, his knife missed, but landed on the corner of Liang Jingzhan's clothes.

"You..." The visitor hadn't finished speaking when suddenly something pressed against his waist behind him.