Shizun's persona completely collapsed

The beating on the bed was in full swing, and the bed board finally collapsed under the weight.Mu Qianqiu embraced the boy in his arms and rolled a few times on the ground.

When Ruan Xinglan realized it again, he knelt on the ground like a puppy.

The arms were so sore and limp, the poor little mute was disheveled, crying, and tears smashed the floor into small puddles.

There was a sudden pain, and the arm went limp and fell to the ground.His face was pressed against the cold floor, his arms were cut backwards and pressed against his sweaty lower back.

I want to cry but I can't cry, I want to scream but I can't make a sound.

Until his eyes went dark, his consciousness was completely disconnected.

When he wakes up again.

The surrounding scene changed again.

Resplendent and resplendent, as if in a palace.

He was dressed in white, covered his face with a white veil, and held a long sword in his hand.Doesn't look like a nice guy.

Suddenly heard footsteps outside.Ruan Xinglan subconsciously hid behind the screen.I saw seven or eight guards rushing in.Kneeling down, he said: "Your Majesty! Someone saw the assassin running in, please move to the Golden Luan Hall and let your subordinates search this place!"

"Get out."

"emperor!"

"roll."

Everyone was helpless, so they had to get out.

Ruan Xinglan murmured in his heart.Does Patriarch Xindao still have a dream of being a martial artist, a handsome knight in white clothes, assassinating a cruel and innocent young emperor!

This, this, this... Patriarch's thoughts are very strange.

There was the sound of water in my ears.

The young man in white hid behind the screen and peeked, and saw a young man sinking in the warm pool, his hair slightly wet, surrounded by mist.The clothes are half uncovered.The most terrible thing is that the other party looks exactly like Mu Qianqiu!

Ruan Xinglan's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately guessed the plot of this illusion in his mind.

The young man in white failed to assassinate the young emperor alone, but was captured by him instead.Seeing his handsome appearance, the emperor aroused his lust, so he abolished the martial arts of the young hero in white, and then imprisoned him in the palace.

It has to be said that the owner's aesthetics in some aspects are still good.

It's just that I should assassinate now, or not.

Ruan Xinglan looked down at the sword with a troubled face.

Hearing a strong momentum suddenly, he quickly hid to the side.The overwhelming water waves knocked down the screen.

He raised his eyes in panic, meeting the eyes of the young emperor.

The emperor grabbed the clothes hanging on the screen with one hand, and tied his belt slowly.

But for a moment.Ruan Xinglan decided to follow the script.Lifting the sword and flying to stab him.

The emperor's martial arts skills are extremely high, he turned slightly to dodge, caught his white blade with his bare hands, probed his wrist with two fingers, and exerted strength slightly.Ruan Xinglan only felt a numbness in his wrist, and let go of his hand.The emperor cut his arms back, pressed hard on his back, took the long sword and pressed it against his neck.

"Who is coming?"

"You... your people!!!" With a twitch of his brain, he blurted out such a sentence.

The emperor smiled lowly: "How to prove it?"

"I... I serve the king with my body!" His mind twitched again, and he heard himself answering that.

Afterwards, the emperor couldn't stand his beak and said: "Kneel down!"

Ruan Xinglan: "..." This can't be done, this can't be done.

The next moment, there was a pain in the knee, and he knelt down with a thud.The emperor casually nailed the long sword to the pillar, pinched his chin from behind, and forced him to look up: "Who sent you here?"

Ruan Xinglan thought to himself, isn't this fucking role playing?

Since young knights dared to assassinate the emperor alone, they must have a lot of backbone.

Ever since, he said boldly without reason: "No one sent me here! It's me who wants to do it for you and kill you, a tyrant!"

The emperor smiled and said, "Your courage is commendable."

Ruan Xinglan's jaw was tightened even more, and his gaze was carefully sized up.The white clothes are better than the snow, and the young man's body is exquisite. Because of the fight just now, two red clouds appeared on his face.

It seems that there is dissatisfaction, and the beautiful eyes are full of anger.

Ruan Xinglan said: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! If you have the ability, kill me!"

"Killing you, wouldn't it be cheaper for you? I want to make your life worse than death."

Ruan Xinglan's heart skipped a beat, Master Xindao pretended to be.

This tone of voice, this momentum, was born to be an emperor.

If one day Master doesn't want to practice Taoism, it would be nice to be an emperor in the world.Then I will be his queen.

No, I can't be his queen.Fit to be Regent.

It's only natural for the regent to bully the little emperor.

"What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, how can I kill you." Ruan Xinglan blinked, staring at the face of the master, watching the water dripping from the loose collar of the master.

Throat tightness.

"You can't kill me, but I can make your life worse than death." The young emperor swore, and lifted the boy in white from the ground.

Then, he slammed heavily on the chair.Ruan Xinglan was suddenly thrown into the chair. Before he could react, he was held down by the other party, who pulled off his belt and tied him to the chair.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Why is it that the master is on top and I am on the bottom every time?

Not fair, not fair!It's so unfair!

Ruan Xinglan protested: "I'd rather die than obey! Just give up on that!"

Mu Qianqiu meant something: "If you obey, you will live, if you go against it, you will die."

With just such a sentence, Ruan Xinglan felt that he could persevere.

So, he pretended to be humiliated and yelled hoarsely: "The dog emperor! If you dare to touch a finger of mine! I will kill you! Don't touch me! Don't tear my clothes!"

Mu Qianqiu understood, raised his hand and pulled out the sword nailed to the stone pillar.Pick up his clothes with the tip of the sword.

"Don't touch me!"

Mu Qianqiu understood, put down his sword and reached out to touch him.

"Don't touch my lips!"

Mu Qianqiu understood again, if it is not allowed, it is allowed, and if it is not allowed, it is allowed.So under the watchful eye of the apprentice, he eased his clothes.

Ruan Xinglan's throat tightened, and with his previous experience in the flower building, he could do anything now without embarrassment.

So he tremblingly said: "No, I don't want to eat!"

If you don’t want to, then you just want to.

To do such indescribable things in the illusion, even with a thick skin like a city wall, it really can't hold back.

His face was bulging, and his cheeks hurt.

The emperor said: "Who sent you here? As long as you tell me, I will spare you."

"..."

"Who sent you to kill the king?"

"..."

"If you don't say anything else, your head will fall to the ground immediately."

Ruan Xinglan froze in his heart.

Keep forcing him to speak, but let him speak.He felt that his skin was about to be worn thin.

The emperor said again: "If you don't say anything, then you will stay in the palace and be my servant. If I let you give birth, you will give birth."

Health... what?

The emperor seemed to understand his thoughts: "Have a baby."

Ruan Xinglan thought to himself, the master is indeed a master, no matter where he is, he can always be calm and composed.

This kind of ability, I am almost on fire.

Since from the setting point of view, he is a young and tyrannical emperor, young is not enough, he has to be tyrannical.

But he was also afraid of pain, so he had no choice but to be more rigid in his mouth and cater to his actions, for fear of suffering a little bit and suffering for no reason.

After about half an hour, my cheeks were sore and sore.Lips are all red.The emperor hadn't planned to let him go, nor would he untie him.

Just on the chair, we went to Wushan with him in some unspeakable things.

Ruan Xinglan had seen Chang Ling tie the Patriarch to a chair before doing that kind of thing, so he was more or less mentally prepared.

But when the emperor came in, he still screamed in a very inconspicuous way.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts like hell.The emperor is young and energetic, and seems to have endless energy, not only does not weaken, but becomes more fierce|fierce.

In front of this endless love, he almost cried.

Ruan Xinglan admitted that when she started yelling, it was more or less an act.

But now it is completely done by the emperor and the master.

In the end, there was no sound, no tune, and the whole person was slumped in the chair, as pitiful as it could be.

The white shirt had long been wet with sweat, and it was hanging half-way on the crook of his arm, and the veil was also torn off, revealing a pair of red, misty eyes.

"It hurts..." He spat out the word from his red||swollen lips.Looking forward to the mercy of the emperor.

What followed was indeed an even more frightening storm.The chair couldn't bear the force, and it shattered with a bang.

Holding him in his arms, the emperor stepped back a few steps, leaned him against the stone pillar, bit his ear intimately, and asked him in a low voice if he was comfortable.

Ruan Xinglan was so comfortable that she shed tears. For a moment, she felt that being here was pretty good.You don't have to go out to fight and kill, it would be nice to be bored with the master all day long.

No one will know them, and they just live here without shame all day long.It's actually not bad.

I don't know how long it took before it ended.

When she woke up the next day, Ruan Xinglan found herself lying on a bed and tied up naked.

Before he could make a sound, he heard soft footsteps coming from outside.

The quilt was lifted suddenly.The emperor wears black costumes and crowns with jade belts.It seems that it is only early morning.

Glancing at the boy on the bed, he said to the eunuch behind him, "Go find a set of clean clothes, and then send some food over."

"Yes."

Ruan Xinglan didn't understand whether she was tied up like this last night, or this morning when the emperor went to court.

No matter what, no one helped him untie it.The eunuch bowed and retreated after delivering the clothes. The emperor picked out a jade-colored silk shirt at random, and then covered him.

Then he picked up the bowl and gently blew on the millet porridge in the bowl.

"Come on, don't burn it." The emperor fed him with his own hands, his expression extremely gentle.

Ruan Xinglan likes Master's gentleness very much.I feel that I am a very hopeless fish, and I am about to drown in the gentle village.

He has long forgotten other things in his mind, and his eyes and heart are full of tenderness with Master at this moment.

He leaned over and took a sip of millet porridge.It is so sweet that even the soul is about to fly away.It was too fierce last night, but this body still hurts, I couldn't help frowning, and said coquettishly, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

"you know!"

"I don't know."

Ruan Xinglan thought that her skin was thicker than the city wall, maybe it was because she was worn too hard last night, but today she is extremely thin.After a while, his face turned red.

Master, no, it should be that the emperor's body smells very fragrant, it is the kind of subdued real fragrance that is slightly heavy.

The smell makes my head dizzy.He felt that his limbs were about to lie down and degenerate, and even being favored by the emperor, he couldn't even get out of bed.

"It just hurts, it hurts everywhere. You hurt me."

"It was you who said you were going to kill the king."

"Yeah, it's my servant, but you can't bully me like that."

"Is it so painful? Let me see."

Put down the bowl.The emperor gestured to lift his clothes.

Ruan Xinglan suddenly said shyly, "No! I won't show it to you!"

He went farther and farther on the road of collapse.

It was agreed that it was a cold white-clothed young knight and a tyrannical and innocent young emperor.As a result, he became more and more hypocritical, and the emperor became more and more gentle.

"Let me see, if the injury is serious, I will apply some medicine for you, and it will heal quickly."

Apply medicine?Wouldn't it be...to...

He blushed even more.I want to cover my face with my hands.But with his wrists tied behind his back, he couldn't do it at all.With a little struggle, the clothes covering his body slipped off.

The scarred chest was exposed, and it was covered with traces of love.

"It's so pitiful." The emperor's cold fingers walked over his wound, his tone was very soft, "Does it hurt?"

Ruan Xinglan was speechless.I just feel that I am really about to die in Mu Qianqiu's hands.

How can you be so flirtatious?How could the master tease him? This is too disrespectful to the master and too disrespectful to Qianqiu.

"You... are you petting me?"

The emperor looked down at him: "Isn't it obvious?"

The author has something to say: because at the beginning of the chapter, he introduced the setting of the sea of ​​memory, that is, no matter how many lives a person has passed through, there will always be records in the sea of ​​memory.

Xing Lan thought that these scenes were the Patriarch's messy imagination, but they were actually the remnants of the Patriarch's previous lives. Master found out, so he took the initiative.Xing Lan didn't notice it, but she was cooperating with the performance.That's about it.