My rivals later said they liked me

"Lesch finally won the power, and the iron cavalry leveled this sinful and dirty palace, and Queen Solomon was imprisoned in the deep palace by him."

"Lesch made a deal with Anor. Queen Solomon, who was imprisoned in chains, should belong to Anor."

"For some reason, Lesky backed out."

The red curtain spread, and Anor's eyes were a little scarlet, and he said to Leskey coldly with a bit of hatred: "You have violated our agreement, Your Excellency."

Lesch looked at the delicate face of the girl who looked like a bird in a cage. The golden color complemented her black hair, and the slightly sloping ruby ​​crown next to the hair showed a somewhat ambiguous sense of aloofness.

Lesky couldn't help but think of the girl who raised her head and stepped on his chest with her white and lovely toes. She said with a kind of careless arrogance in her eyebrows and eyes: "Lesch, you are overstepping."

Strangely, at that moment, what was surging in his heart was not the anger of being humiliated, but rather the indescribable...desire.

Lesky's slightly raised arc drooped slightly, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a cold straight line.

He raised his eyes and looked at An Nuoer with a smile that was not a smile, and said: "Master An Nuoer should understand, since I have the confidence to say such a thing, I must be prepared."

"You should understand that when you hold the power, your words are the most reasonable."

"Anor, after all these years, you are still so naive."

"If I entrust the Queen to you, how will I convince the public in the future?"

The surrounding cavalry surrounded the entire palace. It can be said that this place is like a net, and even flies cannot fly out.

Anor's eyes became colder, and his slender fingers clenched slightly. He didn't expect that Lesch, who was so upright in the past, has now learned to backtrack.

What is the light and integrity, what is the incarnation of the God of Light in the world, what is the executor of the people's justice.

After all, isn't it going to be blackened by the sewage of power?

Lesch looked down at him, raised his palm slightly, and said with a casual arc: "Take it."

Anor lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Anyone can see his dissatisfaction.

The white-clothed man was surrounded by cavalry, with chains binding his wrists, and he followed the cavalry's pace without saying a word.

Walking all the way to the entrance of the main hall, he suddenly laughed lowly and said in a hoarse voice: "Lesch, what's the difference between you and me?"

"Love and desire are the same sword. I don't believe that the great heroes in folklore can withstand the pain of a sharp sword piercing the heart."

"If I were you, at this point, I should cut off all cause and effect."

The meaning of what he said was unclear, but Lesch's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a bit of uncontrollable pain in his eyes.

Anor was hinting at him, asking him to kill the former queen's servant and queen who might threaten his status.

Anor's love is extreme and hopeless. If he can't be with His Majesty all the time, then let's go to hell together.

He's such a mean guy.

Lesch let go of the blood-stained sword in his hand, and walked step by step towards the sleeping queen who had been fed the drug.

He stretched out his fingers trembling slightly, and slowly approached the queen's delicate cheeks, but when he was about to touch them, he retracted his fingers violently as if being burned by flames.

Everyone watched such a poignant scene in silence.

The opposing camps, the palace where evil breeds, the irrepressible love, the time of silence.

These morbid and dark but contradictory lights make people unable to help but have mixed feelings. While looking forward to the hero punishing the queen who gave such a crime to death, they can't help but hope that such a heavy love can be truly released.

The whole play is gorgeous with a gloomy and dark style from the beginning to the end, a bit of a medieval documentary feeling, especially the lead actor's emotional investment is perfect, which makes the play come to a perfect ending.

The curtain on the stage was pulled up again, and when it was pulled back again, the light was restored to the audience, which seemed to be able to pull people out of the historical monuments in an instant.

Duan Yan let out a sigh of relief, and went to the changing room in a bad mood. He had just changed and came out when he saw Lu Chaosheng who happened to walk out of the changing room together.

Duan Yan's face was slightly embarrassed and flushed, but Lu Chaosheng's expression remained unchanged. He said softly, "Xiao Duan, I know what you want to say. Let's go to the tea room over there to talk."

Duan Yan frowned slightly, Lu Chaosheng's expression was too calm, as if nothing happened.

The head of the art department and others happened to see the two of them at this meeting, they smiled and winked and said: "The drama added by the school grass is really good, it's too exciting haha, we all blushed and our ears were hot when we watched it in the audience." Lu Chaosheng's face was cold, his eyes He glanced at everyone lightly, like a cold wind sweeping fallen leaves.

Facing everyone's joking gazes, Duan Yan's complexion turned red uncontrollably, and then darkened again, looking bruised and purple for a moment, which was scary.

The young man clenched his fists tightly, he could recall the fiery and lingering atmosphere when Lu Chaosheng lowered his head and kissed him almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

What's even more shameful is that he was so dazed by the kiss of his beloved "brother", that he couldn't even find the north, south, east, and west for a while.

He felt in a daze, even absurdly, that Lu Chaosheng liked him, with such gushing passion and deep love when his eyes met.

This shouldn't be the look he should have towards his brother. Even though he was acting at the time, Duan Yan still couldn't believe it.

No matter how emotionally idiot he is, he will not be so stupid as to deceive himself that Lu Chaosheng just accidentally kissed him.

After all, with Lu Chaosheng's personality, he doesn't like to be close to others, and even has some harmless little cleanliness.Such a person would kiss others casually?Even brothers can't justify it.

The director of the art department quickly stopped the topic, and smiled at Lu Chaosheng and Duan Yan, who obviously looked unhappy: "Haha, you are tired too, we won't bother you."

Zhou Yu'an also took off his clothes at this moment, and he stood quietly aside, with the slender jade-like fingers of his right hand gently buttoning up his cuff gracefully.

There was a bit of careless gentleness and elegance on his face, which could easily remind people of the cool mountain breeze and bright moon on a summer night.

After Zhou Yu'an watched the crowd leave, he saw Lu Chaosheng and Duan Yan walking towards the tea room, and said in a gentle voice, "Chaosheng, has anyone told you that if you like someone, you can't do it like this?" Impatient."

"It's not good to scare people."

Duan Yan's face froze, he subconsciously looked at Lu Chaosheng, and Lu Chaosheng just happened to raise his eyes to look at him, his expression was clear and calm, with a bit of the gentle and comforting color he was familiar with.

He didn't feel guilty or evasive at all, but looked at him so openly and generously. Seeing him like this, Duan Yan felt a little more shaken inexplicably.

Maybe, at that time, Brother Lu was just getting into the show?

That's right, he is just cannon fodder, how could Brother Lu, who is the protagonist of the world, like him?

Xiao Kong has already said that he is just cannon fodder, there is no way Brother Lu will fall in love with him, so don't scare yourself.

Xiao Kong: Don't, I never said that, and I don't admit it!

Duan Yan comforted himself from the bottom of his heart, and after thinking about it for a long time, he felt a little more at ease.

Zhou Yu'an said this in order to provoke the relationship between Lu Chaosheng and Duan Yan. Seeing that Duan Yan's complexion became increasingly ugly, the smile in his eyes deepened.

He nodded slightly to the two, and said with a dignified and elegant look: "You talk, I'll go to other people's performances first."

When he was about to leave, Lu Chaosheng said calmly: "President Zhou always likes to misunderstand people like this, or is this the quality of your noble education?"

He not only explained this to Duan Yan, but also stomped on Zhou Yu'an secretly.

Zhou Yu'an often spoke like a soft nail, and Duan Yan was often tricked by this person before, so it can be said that he was deeply moved.

Coupled with Lu Chaosheng's care for Duan Yan before, Duan Yan almost subconsciously trusted him.

Lu Chaosheng knew what Duan Yan was thinking at a glance, he clenched his fists slightly, and then slowly released them.

Sometimes he likes Duan Yan's temperament very much, but now he feels lost and anxious because of the boy's temperament.

The young man trusted him so much, if he knew that he lied to him, or even admired him, everything would be irreversible, right?

Lu Chaosheng lowered his eyes, feeling as if a big hole had been opened in his heart, and the cold wind poured straight in.

Zhou Yu'an's eyes were slightly cold when Lu Chaosheng said something, "Really?"

He didn't say anything more, but the disdain in his eyes was very strong.

Zhou Yu'an's eyes darkened, he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, nodded slightly to Lu Chaosheng and Duan Yan, turned around and left.

Lu Chaosheng stared at the back of him leaving, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the bottom of his eyes flickered, as if there were some shadows that could not be concealed.

"Brother Lu, what happened to you today?"

The boy asked as if he could finally hold back, his eyes were pure and bright, like a puppy with hope.

As if no matter what he said, he would believe it.

Lu Chaosheng opened his lips, turned his eyes slightly, and looked straight at the boy, with a gentle and quiet tone, as if coaxing: "Do you believe me, Xiao Duan?"

His expression was extremely calm, with a gentleness like a drizzle, which made people believe him unconsciously.

Duan Yan scratched his hair, and said a little irritably: "Can I not believe you, Brother Lu? In my heart, Brother Lu, you are the most important friend besides your family. It’s such a misleading move.”

Lu Chaosheng clenched his sleeves tightly with his fingers, his face unchanged: "I seemed to be in the act on the stage at the time, and I couldn't control myself. I didn't expect Xiao Duan to care so much..."

Duan Yan froze his hair and said: "Ah hey! Brother Lu, tell me about you, even if you are in the show, you can just touch your mouth lightly, you, you!!"

The young man's face was flushed, as if he was ashamed to say the next thing.

"What are you doing sticking out your tongue in here!!!"

Not only Duan Yan blushed, but even Lu Chaosheng's blushed completely.

The author has something to say: Xiao Kong: Stick out your tongue?The kind of wet kiss that sucks and sucks?

Lu Chaosheng: Wait, listen to my sophistry!

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Yons, Happy Xiaohu 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Mao Mao~, 2 bottles of matcha is not tea; three ices, when will Hu Yitian's drama be broadcast, 1 bottle of Azusa flower Lanxiang; [Smile and suck you, the smile gradually changes]