Adore me Lingfeng

Seeing that Mu Junjie's complexion was not good, Zhao Zongzhi thought that Mu Junjie was not feeling well, so he immediately reached out and touched Mu Junjie's forehead, "Is it uncomfortable again?"

Mu Junjie came back to his senses, and said in a muffled voice, "I got up too early in the morning, so I'm a little sleepy."

"Sleep after eating." Zhao Zongzhi stood up, "Don't you want to eat crabs? I'll do it."

When Zhao Zongzhi left, it was already getting dark. There were not a single star in the sky, and the moon was covered by clouds. The sky was overcast and it seemed that it was going to rain.

As night fell, everyone in the Yan Mansion began to fall asleep, but Mu Junjie, who was supposed to be asleep, went out alone.

As soon as he went out, Mu Junjie was taken aback, unexpectedly Su Langchen who had been here during the day would appear again, Mu Junjie frowned slightly, and walked forward as if ignoring it.

Su Langchen also didn't expect Mu Junjie to go out at this hour, so he couldn't help but frowned, and stepped forward to block Mu Junjie's way, "Mumu, it's already so late, where are you going?"

After leaving Yan's Mansion at noon, Su Langchen went back to Dongfang Yuanna to deal with some letters sent by the fast horses from Qixia Mountain Villa. Until it was dark, his stomach was empty all day long, but he had no appetite at all, and he didn't want to eat anything.

After only leaving for an afternoon, he missed Mu Junjie again, wanted to see him, listen to him, and stay by his side.

It was already night, and my body felt sleepy, but my mind was abnormally emotional. The appearance of Mu Junjie I saw during the day kept replaying in front of my eyes, forcing Su Langchen to fall asleep again, and came to the gate of Yan Mansion again like a wandering spirit , as if it was enough to stay closer to Mu Junjie, so that he could find peace in his heart.

Without saying a word, Mu Junjie tried to bypass Su Langchen and continue walking, but was blocked by Su Langchen again. Although Su Langchen's tone was light, his attitude was firm, "Mumu, it's almost Hail..."

The man stood there tall and straight, with a calm and gentle expression, but the dark color in his eyes made people feel a little hairy. Inexplicably, Mu Junjie thought of three years ago, and finally said: "What about Haishi? Even if I don't return all night It has nothing to do with Master Su, please get out of the way."

Su Langchen didn't move, met Mu Junjie's gaze, his dark eyes were full of affection, but upon closer inspection, there was still a hint of sharpness, although it was subtle, but it seemed to be seen through when he looked at each other heart.

It's Su Langchen's innate sense of aggression, even if the other party looks away, it won't help.Mu Junjie didn't dodge or dodge, and his expression was calm from the beginning to the end, but the too familiar eyes made him uncontrollably recall the past.On a night as dark as today, when I recalled it for a while, I felt the pain that was almost forgotten again.

That sadness and that humiliation...

The original is still so profound, even if you ignore it intentionally, you still can't forget it.

Neither of them spoke. Mu Junjie pursed his lips expressionlessly, and his eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing. Compared with Su Langchen who stood still and motionless, he seemed to be more emotionally fluctuating.

A carriage moved from far to near, and Zhao Shu, who came to pick up Mu Junjie in person after disguise, saw the two confronting people through the sedan chair curtain from a distance.

Zhao Shu stepped forward, and the good upbringing he had cultivated since he was a child made him greet Su Langchen politely after all, with a tone of alienation unique to the royal family, "Master Su."

Zhao Shu's voice made Su Langchen's eyes darker. Su Langchen didn't look at Zhao Shu, but kept his original posture and looked at Mu Junjie motionlessly.

Facing Mu Junjie, Zhao Shu's voice faded away, only tenderness remained: "Mumu, let's go."

Su Langchen narrowed his eyes slightly following Zhao Shu's words, and still looked at Mu Junjie calmly, his gaze seemed to be able to change from virtual to real, giving Mu Junjie the illusion that he would be fixed in place by his gaze.

"Mumu." The night wind was cold, Zhao Shu stretched out his hand to hold Mu Junjie's hand, and urged him again.Mu Junjie's hands were so cold that there was no warmth at all, Zhao Shu frowned, and raised his hand to put a cloak on Mu Junjie.

Su Langchen still looked at Mu Junjie, without saying a word.

Mu Junjie finally averted his eyes, put his hands into the cloak that was still warm, walked around Su Langchen and got on the sedan chair.The inside of the sedan chair was much warmer than outside, so Zhao Shu came in later, put down the roller blind, picked up the prepared hand stove and handed it to Mu Junjie.

After the carriage drove, Mu Junjie realized that his heartbeat was not calm, he lowered his head, his eyes fell on the void, but Su Langchen's quiet and dark eyes appeared in front of him. ——Although the other party didn't say a word, he could clearly understand the meaning in Su Langchen's eyes.

Mu Junjie really didn't expect that Su Langchen would come to the Yan Mansion tonight, even if he still resented Su Langchen, it wouldn't be to the point of using others to stimulate him.

This is too naive, even despicable.

Mu Junjie was curled up in the corner of the carriage with the hand stove in his arms. When he lowered his head, his long black hair slid down and spread over his shoulders, revealing his slender neck. It was gracefully curved and so pale that there was no trace of blood. It looked sickly and tough. .

Bewildered by that unique temperament, Zhao Shu spoke in a low voice after a while, his voice was like a harp, and his voice was clear and misty, as if bewitched, "Mumu, don't look back, you deserve better."

Mu Junjie raised his head, his eyes seemed a little confused, Zhao Shu stretched out his hand, and stroked Mu Junjie's messy forehead very gently.

But Mu Junjie avoided it calmly, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes were clear, as if the moment of confusion just now was just Zhao Shu's hallucination.

"Your Highness, it's time for us to talk about business." Mu Junjie took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over, raised the corners of his lips and said lightly, "This is my sincerity to cooperate with you."

Zhao Shu couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly due to the change of address. After receiving the scroll, his expression changed after he read a line.

It densely records all of Yuan Hao's actions in Bianjing in the past three months, even including when, where, who he met, and the content of his conversation. Besides, there is even news about Luo Shutu.

Xixia has been gaining momentum for a long time, and the war between the two countries is about to break out. Just because of private meeting with the Xixia prince, it is enough to be convicted of treason.Although Zhao Shu is a prince, he has no real power. If he can use this opportunity to cut off the arm of Zhao Conggu's faction headed by Li Taishi, and take it over...

Zhao Shu browsed roughly, and when he saw the words Luoshutu, he paused with his fingertips.

Mu Junjie spoke softly, word by word: "I can help you become emperor."

The closed compartment not only isolates the sound but also isolates the sight of others. It is much safer to talk in the compartment than elsewhere.The driver was Zhao Shu's confidant. In the middle of the night, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and the street was even more deserted against the soft sound of the wheels.

There is no need for more words between smart people, Zhao Shu clenched his palms in the dark, and said directly, "What do you want?"

"Absolute trust, and power second only to you."

Zhao Shu looked straight at Mu Junjie, and Mu Junjie also looked back at him. The boy's obsidian-like pupils were refracted by the night pearl on the roof of the sedan chair to reflect a deep light, like a black whirlpool, full of mystery and magic. People can't figure it out but they can't stop.

"Okay." This one-word promise is worth more than a thousand gold. Zhao Shu released his palm and took out a small token that never left his bosom. "I have 28 secret guards and [-] personal soldiers who can be dispatched at will; Apart from King Ruyang, there are four other officials above the fifth rank, all of whom are trustworthy; there are also hidden stakes and cronies planted everywhere, I will give you the list."

The remaining body temperature on the token passed to Mu Junjie's hand, and the complicated patterns on the card surface flowed into enchanting tracks under the light.

Mu Junjie wanted power, but not purely for revenge.Maybe it's the innate nature of the royal blood, maybe it's the hatred of being controlled by others, and he is unwilling to be manipulated by fate. He longs for power. If everyone has to choose a path to go on, then he would rather choose to be in the The road of rights continues to move forward until the end.In this way, even if it is death, it must die vigorously in the admiration and fear of people.

Putting away the token, Mu Junjie sat up straight, "Zhao Conggu and Yuan Hao's cooperation is nothing more than their own ulterior motives. Zhao Conggu wants to use Yuan Hao to become a hero in the future peace talks between the two countries, so as to become his key to seizing the throne." The biggest bargaining chip; Yuan Hao wants to use the news that Zhao Conggu went to search Luo Shutu."

Zhao Shu frowned more and more, "Yuan Hao really found Luo Shutu?"

"According to the current news, this is the case. However, what Yuan Hao cares about is not the Luoshu map," Mu Junjie raised his eyebrows to look at Zhao Shu, and paused for a few seconds: "It's the person who holds the Luoshu map."

Zhao Shu's expression became more dignified, and after a moment of contemplation, he actually smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, "I didn't expect Yuan Hao to be so ambitious, I really want to meet him personally for a while when I have the chance."

Seeing that Zhao Shu had already figured out the whole story, Mu Junjie didn't say any more, but said: "The problem now is that I don't know whether the Luoshu picture Yuan Hao found is real or not."

Zhao Shu's tone was a little self-deprecating: "The person who holds the Luoshu map is most likely a descendant of the royal family living abroad. Strictly speaking, he is a real prince who is more legitimate than me, a 'false prince'. However," Zhao Shu Shu paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Yuan Hao wants to control the entire Song Dynasty without bloodshed by supporting the puppet prince as emperor, it depends on whether I agree or not."

"If that person is really the prince," Mu Junjie looked at Zhao Shu calmly, not letting go of his expression, "what are you going to do?"

"...Many cronies once advised me to act first, so as to avoid future troubles." Zhao Shu breathed out slowly, and spoke again after a long time, "But what I was thinking in my heart was to hope that he would be safe. Go back to the palace and recognize your ancestors as soon as possible.... He should be a high-ranking prince, but he is living outside. I don't know what kind of life he has been living all this time, whether he has been bullied or suffered..."

The corner of Mu Junjie's mouth twitched into a sarcastic arc, "Your Highness, do you know that women's benevolence is a taboo in military strategists?"

"That's against the enemy," Zhao Shu raised his head, "and he belongs to a relative after all. No matter what, we all share the same blood, which is indelible. If Yuan Hao really holds the prince in his hand," Zhao Shu's voice changed. Leng, his eyes became stern, "People from my Zhao family, it's not his turn to be around by an outsider."

When Mu Junjie went back, it was past midnight, and he walked into the bedroom silently using Qinggong all the way. When he opened the door, he was almost startled by the black figure standing like a stone sculpture in front of the window.

"Are you back?" There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and Su Langchen's voice came over like a ghost.

The tone of the resentful woman in the deep palace ignited the bad factors in Mu Junjie, and Mu Junjie turned around and left the room without saying a word. Anyway, there are too many rooms, so it's better to change to another room.

However, as soon as one foot was out of the room, Su Langchen hugged it by the waist, and the next second, the whole person was forced to lie on the bed, with a soft mattress under him, and Su Langchen's tall body covering him .

Mu Junjie slapped out mercilessly, using eight percent of his strength.

Mu Junjie's current internal strength is no longer comparable, Su Langchen received a slap forcibly, couldn't help but groaned, swallowed the blood surging in his chest, and inevitably relaxed the strength that suppressed Mu Junjie.Mu Junjie took the opportunity to sit up, but was pushed down by Su Langchen again.

The distance between the two of them was so close that their noses almost touched, Mu Junjie was forced to look directly into Su Langchen's eyes, and at a very close distance, he could clearly see countless strong and complicated emotions in the other's dark eyes. Emotions seemed to be struggling and waving with knives, which made him unable to bear the illusion that he would be cut to pieces by his gaze.

Because of the extreme forbearance, Su Langchen's breathing was a little heavy, and the hot breath sprayed on Mu Junjie's face, which was extremely hot.

Unable to push Su Langchen away, and not seeing his next move, Mu Junjie relaxed his body and let the opponent press him down. Su Langchen buried his head in Mu Junjie's neck, and hugged the young Weiliang's body tightly, After a long time, a suppressed low call came: "...Mumu,...Mumu..."

Mu Junjie opened his eyes motionless and looked at the black space on the roof, as if he couldn't hear any sound at all.The whispered voice gradually dissipated in the air, and Mu Junjie finally said coldly, "Have you hugged enough? Let go when you've had enough."

Su Langchen let go of Mu Junjie and took a few deep breaths, "The person you said you want to start with is Zhao Shu?"

Unable to get an answer, Su Langchen gently brushed Mu Junjie's messy long hair, "Mumu, answer me."

Mu Junjie let Su Langchen move and didn't hide, his beautiful eyes were slightly squinted, with laziness and alienation, his nonchalant and indifferent expression was enchanting in the night, "May I ask what this has to do with Master Su? "

How beautiful this expression is, makes Su Langchen helpless with Mu Junjie.Su Langchen's tone sounded calm, "Do you think you really understand Zhao Shu? Believe me, he is far from what you see now, and the so-called gentleness and kindness are just pretending. A man of the royal family How many clean ones are there, which one is not filthy?!"

"Enough!" Mu Junjie suddenly changed his face, and punched Su Langchen.Su Langchen dodged his fists, held Mu Junjie's wrist and clamped his whole body in his arms, "But after saying Zhao Shu's words, he became so angry that he is so important to you? With someone who wants to fight for the throne and power supremacy?" A man thinks about the future, what do you think will be a good result?!"

"So what if power comes first?" Mu Junjie tried his best to break free from Su Langchen, "Do those who want to fight for the throne deserve to be alone all their lives?"

It took Su Langchen a lot of effort to hold down Mu Junjie's hand, then lowered his head and kissed him on the mouth.The tip of the tongue followed closely, and penetrated into the mouth like a siege and looting pond, with an obvious sense of plunder.