Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

"Oh, look at how long I've been away." Zhou Feng walked to the bed with a smile on his face and hugged Shaobai, "My dear, are you in a hurry?"

Shaobai pushed him shyly, "What are you talking about, Uncle Ping is still here."

Zhou Feng looked at Uncle Ping, in a direction that Shaobai couldn't see, his eyes were all cold, "Go!"

Uncle Ping shuddered from his cold, ice-like knife eyes, knowing that he couldn't say more, he was panicked, so he could only bow his head and back down.

Shaobai sniffed his clothes vigorously, and wondered, "What did you go out for? Why is there such a strong smell of alcohol on your body, it stands to reason that you haven't had a few drinks?"

Zhou Feng's face changed slightly and he returned to normal in an instant. He squeezed his jaw, "You little dog, you smell it. I think it's fake if you smell alcohol, but it's real if you smell something else."After that, he bit his moist lips.

Shaobai was startled abruptly, and stretched out his hand to push him, but he was not as strong as him, and his hands and feet were sore and limp after drunk, so he quickly gave up struggling and let him eat like a wolf.Zhou Feng sucked his lower lip as hard as nectar after a long drought, until the mouths of both parties were filled with the taste of blood, only to find that Shaobai's lower lip was red, swollen and bleeding, and it was actually broken by him.

A trace of shame appeared in Zhou Feng's eyes, and he wiped away a drop of blood oozing from his lips with his thumb, "Does it hurt?"

Shaobai's face was a little pale, but his eyes were shining brightly, his eyes were like bright stars, and he smiled slightly shyly, "I am willing..."

This smile was full of love, which made Zhou Feng lose his mind for a moment, and even wanted to stop the plan for a moment.

But soon, he categorically abandoned this idea.

A pair of slender hands wrapped around his neck, Zhou Feng's body was already scorching hot, his silky jade-like skin was cool to the touch, this coolness was like a spark of fire that instantly started a prairie fire, roasting the calmness between Zhou Feng's chest and abdomen Be clean.

The tip of the tongue lingered in the hollow of the back from top to bottom, licking and licking section by section in a circle.A crisp and itchy feeling rushed straight to the heart, Shaobai couldn't hold back his heart, raised his head high, bent his neck and let out a soft breath.

......

Zhou Feng clenched his lips and galloped recklessly. With pain in his heart, he went to this last feast of love with determination.

Wrapped in pain, the pain came in waves like mountains and seas. Shaobai buried his face in the brocade quilt and gasped for breath, feeling that his soul had left his body, going back and forth in the clouds and hell, completely involuntary.The eyelashes are covered with fine water droplets, and the red curtains are twisted and fluttering. In the mist, I saw that person walking from the sun again, with a faint smile, touching my heart, "Good song, wonderful person!"

The soft and waxy body is covered with fine sweat, and the jade color flows under the silk gauze palace lantern.Drunkenness and exhaustion invaded his gradually blurred thinking, and at the end of this love feast, Gu Shaobai finally fell asleep in a daze.

If you don't know where to go when you are intoxicated, you will know that the wine is full of love.

How much tenderness, how much affection, finally with the end of the song, and people parted!

"Pa", Gu Shaobai opened his eyes in a hurry, his cheeks hurt, he was dizzy and dizzy from this inexplicable slap, his eyes turned black for a long time, and his eyes were unable to see for a long time.When I saw it clearly, I was shocked.

Zhou Feng in front of him opened his round eyes angrily, his face was ferocious and fierce, but he didn't have the same expression as the person in the dream. Shaobai was terrified, he didn't know what happened, he huddled under the blanket and didn't dare to move, and even got hit The burning pain in the face of the slap was completely ignored.

Zhou Fengchi...sitting half naked under the brocade quilt, shouted angrily, "Come here!"

Hearing the sound of armored footsteps outside, more than a dozen officers and soldiers rushed in, and the leader was Uncle Ping.

"What are you all doing to eat? No one in my house knows. What use are you for?" Zhou Feng yelled furiously, "Don't tie me up yet!"

Uncle Ping waved his hand to the back, and two soldiers came over and pulled Gu Shaobai off the bed, not caring that he was about to be tied up without a piece of clothing covering his body.

Even though Gu Shaobai didn't know what was going on, he still didn't want to be naked in front of people like this, so he struggled desperately and shouted, "Ah Feng, what happened, why did you treat me like this?"

Zhou Feng got off the bed in one step, walked up to him, raised his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally "slapped" and landed on his face hard, turning his face away, "Why? Are you a bitch worthy of calling me by my name?"

Gu Shaobai was dizzy from the beating, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He slowly turned his face and stared at Zhou Feng without blinking. His eyes were full of confusion, fear and anxiety. The corners of his torn lips Blood oozes out.

Zhou Feng met his frightened gaze, trembled in his heart, turned his face away, and said in a hoarse voice, "Naked, how decent is it?", and winked at Uncle Ping.

Uncle Ping understood, grabbed the snow-white jacket on the bed and threw it over.Two soldiers randomly put on Gu Shaobai's body, pressed him to his knees on the ground, twisted his hands behind his back, and tied him up hard with hemp rope.

Gu Shaobai's mind was in a mess, everything that happened was like a nightmare, unreal and frightening.The light in the dark eyes was scattered, and the tears in his eyes were full of tears. After a while, the pain in his shoulders seemed to be broken, which brought him back to his sanity a little.

He twitched his lips and trembled for a long time before squeezing out three words from between his teeth, "Why, what, what..."

Although the voice was soft, it fell into Zhou Feng's ears without saying a word.He snorted coldly, and glanced at Uncle Ping calmly.

Uncle Ping looked at Shaobai, with regret in his eyes, he turned his head and told the soldiers, "Shut up."

The two soldiers didn't see any gags around, so they simply tore strips of cloth from the hem of his clothes and stuffed them in his mouth, fearing that he would spit them out, so they strangled them with the remaining hemp rope and tied a knot behind his head. .

Only then did Uncle Ping knelt down on one knee and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me, but the slave didn't notice for a while, so the gangster took advantage of it."

"Prince", this word fell into Shaobai's ears like a bolt from the blue, is he the prince?From the first meeting in "Fangyuanzhai", he told him that he was the son of a wealthy merchant in the south, and he came to Jingling to sell silk tea utensils. His name was Zhou Feng. Could it be that all of this was false... Shaobai thought He was flustered, his limbs were sore and limp, his whole face was covered with finger marks, and his whole body was in pain, so painful that he was almost numb. If it weren't for the soldiers pressing on his shoulders, he would have collapsed to the ground immediately.

Zhou Feng's anger grew slightly, "Zhou Ping, take someone to arrest the Gu family of the imperial merchant of the Jingling Mausoleum immediately."

Uncle Ping agreed, and went outside to order the guards to go to Gu's mansion in the west of the city.

It turned out that Uncle Ping's surname was Zhou, and Uncle Ping called him the prince, and the family name of the Dayin Dynasty was "Mu". Shaobai knelt on the icy ground, and it was as cold as water in the morning and night, and the chill slowly seeped into it. Although his pores were filled with shock and fear, the bone-piercing coldness made his chaotic and feverish thinking slowly cool down.Zhou Feng's real surname is Mu. Thinking of what he saw and heard in the meeting hall, an answer gradually surfaced. After stripping off the beautiful coat, the hideous and terrifying truth inside was revealed.He is the prince of Yi who worries his father and the others, Mu Qingfeng who wields great power.

He was already very smart, and when he thought about it carefully, the cause and effect were closely intertwined, and he knew it clearly. What an exquisite layout!The time and emotions I have spent in the past six months turned out to be a joke and a conspiracy. From the moment I met him, I was doomed to doom.Step by step on this road of no return, throwing away self-esteem, innocence, and everything along the way, but in the end, it will involve the family and suffer this injustice.

Shaobai raised his head and looked at Mu Qingfeng who was already dressed neatly.Mu Qingfeng is also looking back at him, this is the real him, his eyes are awe-inspiring, like eagles and falcons, luxurious and compelling, arrogant and frosty, the eyes staring at him are as deep as cold pools, intricate and impossible to explore, Shaobai I don't understand, and I don't want to understand again.

He retracted his gaze, lowered his head, and closed his eyes. A big mistake has already been made, and he should know that everything is irreparable.

Mu Qingfeng sat upright with his back straight, nothing in his eyes, except for the child who fell to the ground. He was only 17 years old. Chess, calligraphy and painting are all familiar.It was he who ruined him, ruined him with his own hands.I thought I was in control of everything, my feelings could come and go freely, I could just laugh it off, but he was just a chess piece, a chess piece to get rid of the Gu family to avenge my mother, concubine and grandpa, when will this chess piece start to affect people who play chess like water? Heart, him, why?

The person who was hugged in his arms just now was curled up and tied up in a ball, his clothes were in a mess, his open chest was covered with bruises and spots, trembling, like a small animal caught in a trap, gasping weakly, he gave up Struggling, just waiting for the hunter's machete to swing down.He looked at himself with fear, weakness, remorse, and coldness... except that there was no affection.A heart was floating back and forth in the empty chest, with nothing to rely on, as if a cold wind pierced through the chest, and the pain was almost suffocating.