Travel through the long dream millennium

Climbing up the stairs, the closer you get to the store door, the more you can smell a quiet and elegant fragrance, but you can't name it.

Li Chengtong looked up, and there was a boy in his teens sitting behind the tall counter, with delicate features, and he was staring at him with disgust, as if he had seen something dirty, and he didn't see it at all. The respect or fear that is due when looking at the superior.

He frowned slightly, stopped the servant who was about to come forward to teach this brat who didn't know how to be respectful and humble, and let the group of stupid big guys who don't know how to behave all wait outside the shop.

The beauty is worthy of being a beauty, and even the little shop assistant around her has a little bit of character.

With such thoughts in mind, Nan Wang's smile became more eager, and he reached out his hand to take out a perfect, round and clear pearl from his bosom and put it on the table.

"Where is your shopkeeper?"

The little boy glanced sideways at the priceless jewels on the table, but he never showed any salivating and greedy expressions, as if they were insignificant gravel and dust.

He nodded slightly as a signal, and moved down from the high stool. After tidying up the service, he made a "please" gesture.

"Master is waiting for you in the backyard."

If Nanwang's servants were still here, it would be another disturbance to see a white body dare to use the title "you" to call the majestic prince around.

Fortunately, they were sent out early, but Nanwang himself didn't take this kind of trivial details seriously, and calmly followed the servant through the Chuihua Gate.

Originally, Gu Changli used his house as a dual-use place. There were many tables and tables in the front hall, and the wooden cabinets were restored to look like a shop, while the backyard was left unchanged. The daily eating and drinking and the blending of spices and rouge were all done in this way. In this way, it also saves the daily toil and adds a bit of convenience.

Objects such as spices and rouge are always inseparable from plants and flowers. Perhaps it is for this reason that the flower garden in the backyard is full of flowers and plants that Li Chengtong can't name. In early spring, Branches, clusters, colorful, really beautiful.

However, such a beautiful scenery did not attract many people to linger. Since he stepped into the small door, his eyes were only fixed on the stone chair in the courtyard, with his back turned to his figure.

It was clearly the warming season in early spring, but the man was still wearing a white cloak on his shoulders, but the black silk like a waterfall was lightly tied with a hairpin and hung down to his waist. , swaying and erratic in the wind, adding a sense of ethereal uncertainty.

As if he could smell the small movements coming from behind him, the man turned around slowly, his eyebrows were painted in ink, and his temples were cut like knives. It was an unpaintable demeanor. I don't know if it was the owner's unintentional fault, but a touch of bright red The rouge smudged the corner of his left eye, and there was an unknowingly seductive allure in the high and far-reaching world. With just a glance of that eye wave, Li Chengtong felt his heart skip a beat, and half of his body softened.

Like a villain who was not happy to meet after seeing it, Li Chengtong, who hadn't recovered from his senses, habitually showed a flirtatious smile that he would definitely show when facing a beauty, and turned around in a hurry again, not even bothering to look alms.

Nan Wang's smile just froze on his face, forming an embarrassing arc.

It wasn't until he walked a little and saw what Gu Changli was holding in his hand that Li Chengtong realized what the other party was up to.

Red and blue flowers, stone pestle, stone bowl, spun yarn, silk... and some unnamed bottles and jars, coupled with the appearance of concentrating on the pestle, the other party is obviously making rouge.

Judging from the dots of sweat oozing from the temples on his forehead, it was obvious that he had been busy for a long time, and it was not uncommon for him to have rouge on his face.

His eyes were focused, his dimples were flushed, he seemed to be a little tired from holding his breath for a long time, he stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips, and then continued to move his hands, which were shiny and moist because of the previous actions The colored lips seem to be tempting everyone to come forward and pick them.

The body acted before the will, and Li Chengtong hadn't even figured out his mood at that moment, but he had already stepped to Gu Changli's side, bent slightly and wiped off the fine beads of sweat that oozed from time to time for him.

The soft veil was wiped all the way along his forehead, and when it brushed over a certain corner, it seemed to touch something, which made Gu Changli's body tremble slightly.

Li Chengtong's face darkened when he noticed the strangeness, and he pushed back that piece of hair. While the hideous wound covered under it made his expression even more angry, even his chest was slightly congested.

"It's too painful to touch the pillar and die. If you try it once, there will be no second time. I won't do anything to seek death for the time being. Please don't worry, my lord."

Noticing Li Chengtong's ugly face, Gu Changli twitched the corner of his mouth and said coolly.

"Temporarily? No, you won't have that chance."

Li Chengtong stretched out his hand to lift his chin, and the delicate and lubricating feeling from his fingertips made him linger.

"I said it when we first met - you are mine, from top to bottom, from beginning to end, everything belongs to me - including life."

He suddenly laughed heartily, his eyes were dark and deep, his terrifying and majestic face was totally different from the rumored useless prince who loved to act absurdly and for no reason.

Gu Changli nonchalantly stretched out his hand to brush away the hand that was getting more and more presumptuous and almost slid down his neck and into his chest, and met the other's eager eyes, showing a radiant and radiant smile.

"Hu, Shuo, Ba, Dao—"

He paused every word, eyebrows and eyes raised like a high-spirited child who has got something to do, hot and bright red liquid snaked down the corner of his mouth, wetting his neckline and making it a mess.

"Not to mention anything else, my life is only in my own hands."

"Whoever comes, don't give..."

The silent and eternal darkness surged in and overwhelmed him.