Purple Eyes - King of the World

But sadness is such a long-lasting misery that stays with you through the long night.

The pleasure is frail like ad ew drop, while it laughs, it dies.

Butsorrowisstrongandabiding.

Nothing is more painful than our sorrows today than the remembrance of yesterday's joys.

Themostabidingsorrowwesuffertodayisthememoryofyesterday'spleasure.

Letsorrowfulllovewakeinyoureyes.

The lotus bloom minthesight of the sun, and loses all that that has. It would not remain in budinternal wintermist.

When the lotus saw the sun open, she lost all her treasures.She will no longer be that delicate bud, left in the cold mist of eternal winter. "

What kind of happiness is real?And who has ever tasted the taste of real happiness, when he stands above all the people, at the top, all people admire his majesty, but is he really happy?No, after that momentary gratification of vanity there is a deep void, like a dark hole.

"What kind of experience made you so sad?"

Hecarius gently stroked his jade-white cheeks.His fingers slid over his silky and smooth long hair, resting on his slender and fair neck.

Juan Huan's slender neck was so delicate that light blue blood vessels could be seen, his skin was as crystal clear as jade, with a warm and drowning touch, so tender that it seemed water could be squeezed out.

Hecarius buried his head in Juehuan's neck, biting his slender neck.

"Woo~" A soft moan escaped from Jue Huan's throat.

"Your Majesty, don't, please, don't!"

Juan Huan always begged so bitterly that Hecarius' heart ached. When will this slender young man accept him?

"Your Majesty, I thought you would be different from them."

The light of teardrops glistened on the long eyelashes of Juanhuan:

"I thought it was me you fell in love with, not my face, don't you just care about such a superficial appearance like them?

How long can carnal pleasure last?How long can a beautiful face last?

When all men desire your power, your glory,

The king I love is not only those brilliance, when the brilliance is gone, you are still my king.

But you told me that my face is getting old, would you still want to love me like this? "

"Kayle, don't think so." Hecarius became shy rarely: "I just can't help myself, you... are so beautiful. Has anyone ever said that to you?"

"Have!"

Juehuan honestly revealed that there was once a person who loved him so obsessively, and that person was just killed by the man in front of him, but he was living in the arms of this man, God knows how much patience he will need to quietly Look at him instead of piercing his chest with the sharp knife hidden in his arms.

He smiled, beautiful as the epiphyllum in the night, sad as the elegy in the middle of the night.

Juan Huan has become accustomed to using a smile on her lips to cover up the hatred in her heart.

"Rest, Kyle, it's late at night, you must be tired too."

Hecarius felt his sorrow but didn't want to touch his pain, and he would pull the quilt over both of them, and in the warm and soft quilt, his arms wrapped around him from the back of Juan Huan With a slender waist, his head is attached to Juanhuan's back, just hugging him like this, just smelling the fragrance of Juanhuan's body, he already feels very happy.

Juan Huan was hugged tightly by the person behind him, his back was stiff, but he didn't feel a slight movement, his heart was suffering from double torment, hatred and stabbing pain, no one's sincerity could not be felt , Hecarius loves him, so he is his slave, and he is also Hecarius' slave, also because Hecarius loves him, Juehuan feels a kind of bondage woven by sincerity, he is for a self The one who loves wants to kill the person who loves obsessively. The blood on his hands is double, and the pain in his heart is also double.

The lamps and candles in the dormitory were blown and swayed by the wind, outside was the endless dark night, lying on the big soft bed, the two people hugging each other had different thoughts, they both had a sleepless night.

Tooth for tooth

Jue Huan just came back from the waterside pavilion outside, playing the tune all afternoon is useless, no matter what it is, it can remind him of the past, every time this time, his heart is always bitter.

Just returned to the main hall with clear water and vast sky and wanted to sit down, but saw an unexpected person.

white butterfly!

Why is he here!

Although the color of her pupils changed, Bai Die obviously recognized him easily and walked towards him.

Jue Huan's face turned pale in an instant.

"Huan, why are you here!"

Baidie was obviously no less surprised than him, and grabbed Juanhuan's wrist with all her strength.

"What? Are you surprised I'm not dead?"

An ice-cold voice came out from Jue Huan's throat, he shook off Bai Die, stared at the pair of eyes that once felt so pitiful, his eyes were as sharp as ice swords, if eyes could kill, Bai Die was already dead at this moment. collapsed.

"Are you in this palace, are you trying to manipulate our king?"

Bai Die got the news just after returning from West Asia. A young man so beautiful that he could take his breath away captured the king's heart and called the wind and rain in the palace.

"Manipulate him? If I want to manipulate him, I can use countless ways. I only need to wave my arms, and millions of believers will wipe out his palace for me."

"then you?"

"Revenge, didn't let him die without a place to bury him to solve the hatred in my heart."

There was an intoxicating smile on Jue Huan's face, but cold flames shot out from his eyes, and Bai Die felt a chill in his heart.

"You can take revenge in thousands of ways, why did you choose this method alone?"

Baidie suddenly realized that maybe he had never known this handsome young man in front of him, but cold and stern in heart.

"What do you think? My wise prime minister."

The smile on Juehuan's delicate and beautiful face made Baidie feel as if she was trapped in an ice cellar

"Is there anything better than playing with a person's sincerity and then tearing it into pieces, cutting his flesh and scraping his bones with a knife, and taking revenge on a person?"

"You!" Baidie's hair stood on end.

"How could this be?!"

"Why not? You know how much pain I have endured. Since you killed my lover, I live in extreme pain every day, like a walking dead, living only for revenge!"

Juan Huan approached Bai Die step by step: "You can kill me, but why? He is such a good person, but you killed him. No! Yes! Forgive me!"

"The salary of the king, the matter of loyalty to the king, he is my king, and I can only obey his arrangement."

"He is your king, just because he is your king? Then I am also a king, and my lover who was killed by you is also the king of the Central Plains. You offended two kings for your king. What's the end?"

"You!" Baidie was forced by him to have no way out.

"You want to kill me, right? Really, don't you?"

Juanhuan pulled out a sharp dagger from his sleeve, the blade of the dagger shone with a cold light.

He stuffed the dagger into Baidie's trembling hand.

"Come, come and kill me. Then you can save yourself and your king."

Juehuan's voice has become hoarse and has become crazy.

Bai Die's hand holding the sharp blade was trembling constantly, and the tip of the sharp blade was pressed against Jue Huan's chest, and blood was already oozing from the chest of his white clothes...

Just then the door of the palace opened, and Hecarius rushed in.

"Kayer!" He held Juan Huan's thin body in his arms, and pushed Bai Die away.

"Yilana, what are you going to do!"

Hecarius' voice was full of anger, and he would not allow anyone to hurt his sweetheart again.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Before Baidie finished speaking, she was interrupted by Juanhuan's choked sobs.

The white clothes on Juan Huan's chest were stained red with blood, his frail shoulders trembled, and crystal clear teardrops hung on his long eyelashes.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister wants to kill me!"

……

I will repay you twice as much for the pain you have caused me, because the oldest proverb tells us: An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

……

There was no chance of defense at all. It was only a few days for Baidie to go from being demoted to the frontier to confiscating her entire family. The once prominent prodigy boy and the momentarily Prime Minister You were all alone overnight.

On the way to the frontier, Baidie dragged his exhausted body in the desolate dense forest. The world changes so quickly, and he experienced too many ups and downs in his young life. He also hesitated at the moment when he was ordered to die. Juehuan's innocence and lack of city made him feel guilty. The person who used to take care of him like his own brother, but he wanted to murder him under the king's order.

He regretted it, but the people of Chu were innocent, and Huaibi was guilty. The existence of that person seriously threatened the status of the king. All he could do was to remove him for the king.

There are too many things in life, he is worried about the king in the court, and the current appearance of Jue Huan makes him feel even more chilled. In just a short time, he has completely changed. The once pure and kind person became indifferent and kind Bloody, the young man who had no city mansion was full of scheming, and all of this was caused by him.

The sun was about to set, and the sky was stained scarlet like blood.

Bai Die saw a bleak figure standing in front of him, white loose clothes hung on the thin body of the man, fluttering in the wind, pale and cold like a ghost.

The person who used to be as rich as jade is so desolate as a ghost.

The world is impermanent and people are changing.

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

The cold voice came from Juehuan's throat, as if from the deep hell.

"you!"

At this moment, Baidie's heart is extremely calm, he understands that Juehuan will never let him go no matter what.

But he had never known such a cold-blooded killer before him, and Juan Huan had changed too much.

That kind of fierceness, that kind of cold-bloodedness, that kind of ruthless attitude, the cold aura emanating from his body seemed to come from the dark underworld.

He seemed to belong to this world, and behind him was a pair of invisible black wings, which were the wings of fallen angels' vengeance.

Although his body still exists, his soul has been annihilated.

"Is there anything else to say?"

A cold voice slipped from Jue Huan's lips.

"Let go of the king!"

"That's between me and him, you can go."

Baidie's eyes widened.

The unbelievable surprised expression twisted his face, and he didn't even see when the knife was shot.

A thin lancet cut his throat.

Scarlet blood trickled down his neck, staining Juan Huan's white hands.

Blood!Scarlet blood!

Just a light swipe like that,

The slightly pleasant feeling of the sharp knife slashing across the neck just now is still clearly reappearing in Jue Huan's mind.

A cruel smile floated on the corner of his lips.

Ruthless

The warm winter sun shines, and Juehuan leans lazily against the railing.

There is no snow in winter here.

he likes winter,

In the cold winter days, he loved to snuggle in the arms of his lover the most.

The coldness of winter gave him reasons to be warm, and he fell in love with winter ever since.

he likes snow,

Pure white, endlessly spread snow,

That kind of leisurely falling, so beautiful, so perishable.

But there is no snow in winter here.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hecarius put his arms around Juehuan's slender waist:

"So fascinated."

The joyous light smoky pupils are blurred and staring into the distance,

East, where the distant sun rises.

"I'm thinking of snow, the snow beyond the Great Wall, have you ever seen it?"

Hecarius smiled.

"I haven't seen it, but I heard it from people who came back from the Central Plains,

Snow is very beautiful, it is the cleanest and purest thing. "

Juan Huan sighed softly: "It is the cleanest and whitest, and it is also the easiest to stain black. When the snow melts and gets dirty in the mud, it becomes a puddle of mud. Just a little bit of pollution will stain it beyond recognition, so It is also the least persistent and most mutable.

The same is true of people, the most naive and the least affluent people are the easiest to change. "

"You think too much." Hecarius patted his pink cheek.

The sky gradually darkened, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Jue Huan's white clothes, his crystal clear face was covered with a layer of gold, and his handsome profile outlined a beautiful arc in the sunset.

Hecarius couldn't help pecking his small and bright red lips.

"Woo~" Juehuan didn't push him away this time, he panted lightly, his face flushed.

Hecarius hugged the soft body in his arms, and fell into the soft brocade quilt.

Juanhuan's loose and soft white satin gown was ripped open, revealing the fair and delicate skin on her chest and the bright red and delicate dogwood.

Ambiguousness and temptation spread in the air like a drug, and the soft moan tantalizes one's mood.

One by one, Jue Huan's long clothes were scattered beside the bed like petals in late spring, and his snow-white long hair was spread messily on the dark red brocade quilt, creating the most beautiful and moving picture.

Hecarius buried his head in the hair of Juehuan's neck, biting his fair neck, and let out a soft moan. This moment has been a long time coming.

"Your Majesty~" He heard Jue Huan calling him softly.

He raised his head, and saw the deadly tenderness in those pale gray eyes, suddenly there was a flash of light, and there was a scarlet flame imprint in the center of those white brows, and the color of those pale gray eyes gradually changed, It was replaced by the color he had seen in a flash, gorgeous purple!

The look in those eyes is no longer tenderness, but a cold sharp blade!

"Kyle, you!"

Before Hecarius' exclamation came out, he felt that he couldn't move his whole body.

Juan Huan turned over and pressed him down, that slender white hand was actually lit with a hot flame, the red and purple flame was like the imprint between his eyebrows.

"Are you a Holy Fire cultist?"

Hecarius felt chills in his heart, why was he never vigilant.

Maybe this young man is too beautiful, maybe he is too sad, maybe...

He only confuses his mind with his sad and blurred eyes and his delicate vermilion lips.

"It's the leader!"

Juanhuan's cold voice corrected him.

For a moment, Hecarius felt as if his body was filled with ice.

This beautiful young man in front of him is the one he wants to get rid of in every possible way, and he has embraced him in his arms and doted on him, but he never thought of it!

Juehuan spit out spells that he didn't understand, and his white fingers made mysterious knots. Hecarius felt like he had fallen into a net woven by flames, and he couldn't move. He spread all over, as if to burn him into ashes, burn out, even his soul.

At this time, Juehuan did an unexpected thing. He tore off Hecarius' shirt and threw it on the ground.

"what are you going to do?!"

Hecarius exclaimed.

"I'm doing exactly what you wanted to do to me just now, can't you see, Your Majesty?"

"You! Kyle! You're crazy! Don't!"

Hecarius never thought that he would fall into such a situation. The boy's eyes were no longer melancholy and blurred, but a cold and sharp sword, and his eyes were stained red with hatred.With one hand, Juanhuan grabbed Hecarius' arm and fixed it on the wall, and with the other hand, he separated his legs and put it on his shoulders, without any lubrication, he slammed into his back hole.

The pain distorted Hecarius' face, and he once felt that this young man was weak, but at this moment, he could not feel any weakness in Juan Huan at all.

There is no pleasure at all, it is completely entangled and fought like beasts.

Cold, painful, bloody, if the sex between men is like this, no one will dare to love again.

He felt nothing but pain, cold, and emptiness.

A tear fell on his face, and Jue Huan actually cried.

I have never cried more than tears at this time.

Why?Obviously he was about to avenge the one he loved deeply, but Jue Huan felt no happiness at all, only pain, his chest seemed to be pierced by a double-sided sharp knife, so sad, he did it for the lover he once loved deeply He couldn't wait any longer to kill this man who treated him sincerely with his own hands, because he was afraid that he would fall in love with him.

Revenge will only bring harm and pain, but that's all he has. If he doesn't kill him, he won't let himself go. He always feels that the soul of the night is entwined around him. He loves and hurts too much, so he is crazy. He uses The love of the deceased, together with his memories, weaves a cocoon for himself, seals his heart, and burns his soul.

He pulled out the sharp blade hidden in his bosom and thrust it into Hecarius' chest. Hecarius looked at him helplessly, but couldn't move.Scarlet blood flowed out, and Jue Huan's hands were shaking.

"Don't you care about the past kindness between us at all?"

Hecarius begged him.

"Is there any kindness between us?" There was a cold smile on Jue Huan's lips: "I don't feel it at all."

"you!"

"Do you know how painful I was after you killed the person I loved so much, can you imagine the feeling that life is worse than death? I hate you!"

When Jue Huan said this, she didn't look at him, and tears kept streaming from his eyes.

Love is pain, loss is pain, and being loved is pain.

Hecarius has always known that there is deep sadness in Juanhuan's eyes. It is because of this. His heart is so cold. Juanhuan loves this dead person far more than him. He has never even looked at him. , but he has given everything for him.

Jue Huan's hand gripping the sharp blade was trembling, as long as he stabbed in a little more, he would be avenged.

Suddenly a sharp pain hit his chest, and his poison relapsed!

Juehuan curled up, clutching her chest tightly.

It hurts, it hurts!

Why at this time!

lingering

Juehuan curled up and fell to the ground,

Severe pain tormented him.

TMD, why did the poison happen at this time!

Hecarius felt the shackles on him suddenly disappear in an instant.

He stood up, pulled off the clothes on the rack, and quickly put them on.

Walking in front of Juanhuan and picking him up, Juanhuan's face was as pale as paper.

A boy who looks like an angel has a heart like a devil.

The pain and shame that the unrequited love gave him just now still burned his heart like a raging fire.

Hecarius threw Juehuan in the corner like a broken doll.

"Moose! Hugh!"

Hecarius called two tall guards.

He pointed at Juanhuan who was curled up in the corner and said to them: "You two, fuck him! Together!"

"Your Majesty" Moose and Hugh were stunned.

Everyone knows that this is His Majesty's favorite boy.

"If you tell you to do it, you just do it, what are you talking about!"

Hecarius' face darkened.

Moose walked to the strong corner and pulled the pale boy up. His white body was naked, clean and delicate.

Jue Huan raised his head, and stared at the two strong men in front of him with difficulty with his big blurred eyes.

A man grabbed his messy hair and inserted a thick and ugly murder weapon into his mouth, while another grabbed his wrist, pressed him to his knees in humiliation like an animal, and stabbed him violently from behind of the cave.

"Woo~" So sad!Tears flowed from the pain.

"Get out! Get out, you all get out!"

Hecarius finally couldn't stop roaring, Moose and Xio retreated in panic.

He couldn't stand it anymore, he thought he could be happy with this kind of revenge, but there was a fire burning in his heart, it was jealousy, pain, and the desire to monopolize, there was no way for him to revenge him, the sharp knife of revenge stabbed he himself.

Silence spread, Juehuan seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat.

Juanhuan watched as Hecarius approached him, blood flowed down the sharp knife stuck in his chest, staining his clothes red.

Jue Huan glanced at Hecarius angrily with his eyes, this man fell into his hands, he was waiting to die, maybe death was only one step away from him.

Hecarius got up and pulled out the sharp knife from his chest. The blood was still dripping down his chest. He struggled to get up, bent down, and embraced Juehuan who was curled up on the ground.

"Let me go!" Jue Huan's lips were pale, and her anger was as thin as silk.

"No, I won't let you go, Huan." Blood kept flowing from Hecarius' chest, but he ignored it, hugging Juanhuan tightly, warming him deeply, and lingering until death.

"I want to kill you, Hecarius, you already know, do you still want me?"

Jue Huan's eyes were full of sadness, and the desperate love pushed them both to the end of the cliff. They were clearly enemies, but they chose to kill each other in this way. No one could be a winner. In the end, both of them would be hurt.

The eyes of Hecarius, who are as crazy as a little beast, are full of determination:

"Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, even if today is the last day of my life, I will sleep with you in my arms!"

Jue Huan was lying on the big bed covered with golden silk quilts, panting, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out, his whole body was soft, his fair and slender body was completely opened in a way that made him feel ashamed, and all his privacy was exposed In front of Hecarius.

"I hate you!" Juehuan roared angrily, staring at Hecarius with angry eyes, like a wounded little beast.

"I love you!" Hecarius was completely insane, his amber eyes were like a flame, it was pain, it was desire, it was desire, it was love, it was pure lust.

Juanhuan turned her face away in embarrassment, and forced herself not to look at Hecarius' beautiful amber eyes that were burning like fire. Those eyes seemed to be filled with poison, which would suck his soul in.

Hecarius bit Juehuan's white and slender neck, causing Juanhuan to convulse, his clothes were completely torn off, his rapid breathing made his chest heave continuously, and the bright red spots on his snow-white body The dogwood tightened, trembling, waiting to be picked, and Hecarius’ passionate kiss kept moving down. He held the dogwood on Juehuan’s chest with his mouth, bit his teeth lightly, and the waves of tremors hit Juehuan like an electric current. Go, he curled up, clutching the sheets tightly.

Can't move at all, shit, why did the poison happen at this time, making him embarrassingly toss and roll under the enemy's body?

Oh my god, it's all messed up, he thought he could finally ruthlessly thrust his sharp knife into that person's chest, and finally he could wash away his grievances with blood.

I didn't expect it, people are not as good as God.

He was burdened too much, and he was haunted by nightmares every night. He dreamed of his lover's bloody body and resentful eyes.

He thought he could take revenge, and that day he would be free.

Can it be truly liberated?The blood-stained hands could no longer be washed.

"The half-cold and half-warm autumn quietly sticks to my side

Silently watching the streamer flying

A few red leaves in the evening wind make the body and mind soft

Between half drunk and half awake, there are thousands of smiling eyes

Just let me be like snow in the clouds

Gently kiss the face with ice to bring out waves of lingering

How many times to stay in the world

Doing happy things with a lover is not a matter of calamity or fate

Like a willow and like a spring breeze accompany you through the spring

just let you bury your head in the mist

Release the enthusiasm in my heart and embrace the spring rain"

The lingering kiss, piercing with hot torrents, their bodies have long been unable to distinguish each other, lingering, the burning fire destroyed the cold winter night, just want to linger with the person in this arms, no matter whether there is still tomorrow.

Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, let them burn out the passion of a lifetime tonight.

In this short life, he was willing to turn it into firewood and burn it to ashes, and he was unwilling to stay in the darkness to rot forever, even if the price was his life, he was willing.

Liugong Fendai

Hecarius looked at the beautiful young man in his arms, his skin was as white and smooth as milk, his delicate red lips dotted his delicate face, his eyelashes were so thick and curly that he could see them even when his eyes were closed. Seeing the grievances written on the clenched brows, he is so touching, even the way he frowns is so beautiful, this young man has a tender heart and a crystal heart, he knows that he hates him, but he can't help it I want to hold him in my arms, loving him in every possible way.

He finally possessed him, which he had dreamed about countless times, but never imagined that it would be under such circumstances.

Just let him hate him if it makes him remember him forever.

He won't let him go, never, not even in death.

He is the king of kings in the desert, and he wants to have this boy in his arms even if he gives everything he has.

That night, he held him in his arms and kissed his delicate skin and bright red lips thousands of times.

*-*-*

Juan Huan felt the warm sunshine, it was the comfortable warm sun in winter, when she opened her eyes, the outside sun shone in together, sliding in like flowing musical notes.

He wanted to stretch out his hand, but he heard the sound of jingling. Thin chains were locked from his two wrists and ankles. They were made of a special kind of metal, neither silver nor iron, and were tied to the railing beside the bed. superior.

SHIT! ! !

That damn guy actually locked him up, did that stupid pig think he could stop him and control him with this low-level method?

Juan Huan raised his head, his neck and beautiful profile outlined a beautiful curve in the morning light, the exquisite and delicate chain rattled with his movements, he tried to break free from the chain, but his dantian was empty, I can't get up at all.

He fell on the bed panting rapidly, his raised neck revealing his Adam's apple that kept sliding.

He saw a tall shadow leaning towards him constantly, and those amber eyes were reflected in his eyes.

Hecarius held a golden crown, a jeweled necklace, and a rich gown in his hands.

He half-kneeled in front of Juan Huan and said to him: "Be my queen, I will hold all the treasures in the world in front of you, please look at me, even if it is just a glance, please love me even for a moment Dot. I don't care who you are or where you're from, I just know you're the only one who drives me crazy."

Hecarius kissed his hand lightly: "You are mine, and I will not let you go."

Jue Huan overturned the silver plate in Hecarius' hand, and the soft beads and chains on his clothes scattered all over the floor.

"Crazy, you crazy, do you think I will always be at your mercy?" Jue Huan's eyes only had a cold sharp sword, and he coldly swept over Hecarius, who had a livid face, and pinned it on the bed rail. His chains rattled as he shook them. "Huan, you are mine, and you will always be mine alone."

Hecarius grabbed the struggling Juehuan's wrist and trapped him in a corner.

This world is crazy and upside down, why does everyone he meets are lunatics and want to possess him, but he only has pride and freedom in his heart, and the only person who wants to be with him for a lifetime is Huang Quan, Bi Luo, Yin and Yang.

Do they really love him?And how many people can understand his heart?He doesn't want this kind of exclusive love, nor does he bother to want it.

Hecarius looked at the stubbornness in Juan Huan's eyes, why he couldn't accept him, he didn't mind that he was the leader of the Demon Cult, and he didn't mind that he loved someone else in his heart, but why couldn't he give him a little bit of his love?But why in his heart he is not even as good as a dead person, that person is really so good, can make him love to death?

Hecarius held Jue Huan's slender waist tightly, grabbed his struggling wrist with one hand, and picked up the scattered dresses on the ground with the other hand. It was the wedding dress he had prepared for him. Today he wants to Announcing their marriage in front of all the people, God will bless them, and the priests are already waiting in the temple, just waiting for him to bring his queen.

After getting dressed, Hecarius still held Juanhuan tightly in his arms, and walked out with him in his arms.

Outside the door, wedding dresses decorated with flowers were already waiting, and the streets were full of people, coming to see the king marry his bride.

"Let me hold you, or you go by yourself?"

Hecarius looked at the joy in his arms.

Juehuan stared at him bitterly.

"I have feet, and I can walk." Wearing a gorgeous gown covered with gold, silver, gemstones and pearls, sitting in a wedding car covered with flowers and feathers, he is as beautiful as a statue in a temple, but his expression is numb, like Beautiful dolls are at the mercy of others.

He heard the cheers from the crowded crowd on both sides of the market, people's astonishment and praise unsparingly drowned him like an ocean, today is the day when their king married his world-beautiful queen, everyone is doing their best for them Blessings, seeing such a beautiful queen, they praised from their hearts.But how superficial they know, how superficial human eyes are, they can only see the brilliance and beauty on the surface, but they cannot see the darkness and sorrow in his heart.

The golden sun shines on the majestic temple, and Persepolis seems to be especially favored by the gods. When Jue Huan walked through the temple in a long and gorgeous dress, his expression was condensed with arrogance. He is so elegant, God will not bless a forced marriage, his lips are slightly curved upwards into a beautiful arc, and his face is more holy than the golden statues in the temple.

Everything was just for show, he looked at the busy priests and Hecarius who bowed his head and pretended to be pious, stupid people, invisible power cannot be bound by tangible shackles, and no one can restrain his heart. There is only one person in the world who can make him condescend to be his queen, and that person is dead.

dead in the night

The wedding dress was a loose gown cut from the finest white silk, with only a ribbon tied around the waist.As soon as the belt was pulled away, the silk robe slipped off Juanhuan's body. His naked skin was exposed to the cold wind of early autumn, and he shivered. There was a slight tremor.

……

It was already midnight when Juanhuan woke up, and Hecarius lay beside Juanhuan and fell asleep quietly. The watery moonlight shone in through the window and fell on Hecarius' face. His sleeping face was like As pure as a child, it's incredible that this mighty man actually has a child-like sleeping face.

Don't be softhearted, this man is a beast when he opens his eyes.

Juan Huan gently extended his hand to the corner of the bed. During the day, he hid a dagger under the quilt. It was small but sharp enough to cut his throat.

One more inch is enough!

Suddenly, Juehuan was caught by the thick arm of Hecarius on his waist, and the quilt was pulled aside.

With a "ding", the dagger fell from the crack in the bed in the corner to the floor, and the metal struck the marble floor with a crisp sound.

It is especially harsh in the silent late winter night.

Hecarius slowly opened his eyes.

Hecarius' thick arm grabbed Juanhuan's arm, and his fiery eyes stared at him fiercely.The quilt had already been slid down by Juanhuan's struggle, and his body was naked. In the middle of winter night, exposed to the cool air, Juanhuan was still stared at by Hecarius' sword-like eyes and made his whole body burn.

Hecarius pressed Juanhuan with his strong fiery body, and reached out to pick up the dagger that fell on the marble floor.

His eyes were so hot and fierce that they wanted to pierce Jue Huan's body.

Jue Huan simply closed her eyes and leaned against the wall - waiting to die!

This sad life may come to an end at this moment, he does not miss the vain world, everything he is attached to has disappeared, his life is as pale as a leaf in the wind, he does not even know what to do after revenge, maybe Go to the underworld to find his lover, death is not the end