ink blade

"... Ah Ren."

Chu Yan looked at the guard's pale side face and felt distressed. He knew that Mo Ren still couldn't accept it for a while, but he didn't want to make him struggle any longer, so he smiled lightly and said, "Look ahead, we're here."

Mo Ren was distracted by Chu Yan's words just now, and at this moment he followed the words of the master and looked up in a daze.I saw an inn standing on the road in front of me, and I saw red lanterns hanging high and flags flying in the distance.

The inn is spacious and grand, looking from the gate to the inside, it is also very clean and bright, which is completely different from the small shop on the small road that day.

"Let's go." Chu Yan stood outside the inn, glanced at Moren, and walked in first with a flick of his sleeves.

Mo Ren watched Chu Yan walk into the inn alone, lowered his head expressionlessly, but suddenly felt unspeakable bitterness in his heart.

... The inextricable ties between him and Chu Yan can't be clarified or explained in a short time.

But the Lord just said such words...

"Big...Big brother, you and...uh..." Ying Yu hesitated to speak, with a look of embarrassment on her immature face.

Mo Ren shook his head silently, and Ying Feng Ying Yu's astonished gaze made him feel like a light on his back.

With an indifferent face, he walked in without saying a word.The hand that Chu Yan shook just now, unconsciously clenched into a fist.

What the Lord meant for him...he still didn't quite understand.But he couldn't hesitate any longer, the enemy was in front of him, no matter how confused he was, he had to straighten things out.

It's not that he doesn't know that the master loves him in this life, but he is a murderous sword, how can he be pampered and protected by the master like this?

Looking at Mo Ren's cold back, Ying Feng sighed, and patted Ying Yu's shoulder: "Forget what you heard just now, it's not your business, don't forget about it."

Shadow Wind in the inn had already made all the arrangements in advance, so there was nothing else to say.When Mo Ren knocked on Chu Yan's door at night, he saw his palace lord sitting under a lamp, with a pot of tea and two small cups on the table. He had obviously been waiting for him for a long time.

Seeing him coming, Chu Yan tapped the opposite side of the table with Ruyu's fingertips, then lifted the teapot, and slowly poured clear tea into the two cups.

"...I knew you were coming, Gu said that, you can't rest in peace, right?" The palace master chuckled, "Sit down.

After a pause, he said softly to himself, "Alas... Actually, it's good to talk about it. If you really wait for you to enlighten yourself, you don't know if you can wait until you are alone."

Ink Blade didn't sit down.

Although in his mind, sitting and drinking with the lord like this was nothing like the best dream - but he just knelt down in front of Chu Yan slowly and firmly.

"...Is this the answer? So...you don't want to."

The shadows cast by the lamps and candles floated on the wall, Chu Yan looked down at the person kneeling at An Ran's feet.His voice was low and hoarse, and the fingertips holding the teacup were faintly blue, "Lonely mind, do you understand it?"

Mo Ren shook his head, lowered his eyelids sadly, and said: "This subordinate really doesn't understand...Since reincarnation, the master has been too kind to his subordinates, and his subordinates are very... afraid."

"Afraid?" Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously softened his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the person in front of him, "Get up first... Tell me, are you afraid that I will treat you well?"

But he didn't know that this tenderness made Mo Ren's heart more bitter. He stood up, but he didn't dare to look at Chu Yan, and replied: "...Yes. There should be a difference between master and servant, and the master really takes care of his subordinates. Too much, the ink blade is terrified."

He gritted his teeth secretly, and unconsciously revealed a bewildered plea in his usually calm tone, "My lord... please treat Ah Ren as you did when we first met. At that time, my subordinate... was the most warm and at ease. "

Chu Yan twitched his eyebrows, stood up from his chair, and walked to Mo Ren, "Master and servant? Up and down?" He read, "Even now, you still think that Gu only treats you as an ordinary subordinate? Huh?"

As Chu Yan said, he wanted to hold Mo Ren's hand like he did these days, and wrap him in his arms to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, the latter suddenly knelt down again. He only saw Mo Ren's face hidden under the naturally hanging black hair, and his expression was difficult to discern.

"My lord, let me tell you that my subordinates are rebellious, and they are seeking for themselves!"

The sword-like bodyguard in black kowtowed vigorously to him, "The lord is thinking about the old love in the past life, and pities the subordinates... the subordinates know it all. But no matter how deep the old love is, there will always be a day when it will be squandered."

Chu Yan's outstretched fingers froze in the air, and his expression suddenly froze.

Old love?

No, Mo Ren said this just to save his face.What old love, the meaning of these words, is clearly... guilt.

It turns out that Ah Ren still believes that he wants to treat him well because of guilt.

Chu Yan forced himself to laugh and said, "You... oh! Why are you thinking wildly again, you get up first." But his heart was already empty.

As if to cover up, he changed hands to hold the teacup.But his fingers trembled so much that he almost spilled tea.

Mo Ren was indifferent, and his tone was still indifferent: "My lord... Mo Ren was born in the blood-stained place of the dark hall. I know that I have never had a delicate body worthy of being pampered, nor did I have that fate."

"If the master is like a cloud in the sky, the subordinate is just a knife in the blood. If the subordinate continues to use the present grace of the master, greedy and arrogant, one day the master will be bored or alienated. Or abandon it... At that time, Mo Ren really doesn't know how to deal with it."

Word by word, calm and calm.

Chu Yan couldn't help but lose his mind, thinking...how sharp and sober, this is the sharp blade he was once proud of.

The teacup trembled and trembled between his tense fingers, making a shattering whine.

A bean of candlelight fell on the small cup of tea, shaking it down to fill the cup with light.

Mo Ren calmly said: "Actually, the master doesn't need to bother so much. In the previous life, half of Bai Hua framed it, and half was the subordinate's own fault. The master also mentioned something, the subordinates are inferior, ignorant of current affairs... always provoke the master. Annoyed."

The night wind disturbs the branches at the window.Someone outside the inn called the watch, and the sound of clappers rang again and again.

"My lord has never been sorry to my subordinates," he said in such a calm voice, concluding his tragic death in his previous life, "Not to mention, the ink blade belongs to your lord, and it should be disposed of by your lord. "

"The master doesn't need to feel that he owes his subordinates. If the master suspects that his subordinates care about it, the ink blade can be punished to reveal his will, or he can take medicine..."

Clap! !

The porcelain-bodied teacup was crushed between the fingers, and fell from the fingers with a crackle, splashing on the ground with a few drops of blood.

Chu Yan stood there, his chest low and heaving with his panting, his right hand trembling and bleeding silently.

"—My lord!!" Mo Ren raised his head in horror, and almost rushed over to hold Chu Yan's right hand, "Your subordinate speaks nonsense, my lord, calm down!"

But Chu Yan swung him away abruptly, grabbed Mo Ren's chin with his backhand, and forced him to raise his head, "You always think this way in your heart?"

"In the past few days... you have followed the lonely..."

The blood ran down the back of the veined hand, Chu Yan's teeth trembled, and he said in a difficult way, "I thought you had more or less believed in Gu's love for you, but it turns out that... just enduring fear to accommodate Gu?"

Mo Ren's lips were trembling, too close, he could see the dark fire that was about to burn through the master's eyes... He didn't dare to say a word.

He didn't dare to say it. He thought that Chu Yan's kindness to him was just a novelty for a few days, and it would return to normal after the guilt in his heart was relieved.

But now, the Lord's actions only made him more and more frightened, without any sign of subsiding.

He couldn't wait any longer, and let the Lord go on messing around, maybe one day even half of the Nine Layers Palace would be allocated to him.

Furthermore, the enemy is approaching, and as Chu Yan's sharp blade, he always has to take risks to meet the enemy...

... How can I ask the Lord to hold me in my arms again.

Mo Ren lowered his eyes and said nothing, Chu Yan took a deep breath and said, "What exactly do you want to—"

How can I allow me to treat you better?

This sentence was stuck in his throat, but he swallowed it back bitterly, followed by a burst of exhaustion that spread all over his body.

Chu Yan raised Mo Ren's face vigorously, forced him to look at him, and growled: "Don't you understand? Gu can give you anything, as long as you are good, as long as you are happy...but you... What do you think you want? Tell me?"

Mo Ren silently opened his eyes sideways, but still did not speak.

Chu Yan felt that he was going crazy.

Ah Ren is always like this, seemingly obedient, but actually very paranoid.If you are determined, you will die and refuse to listen to persuasion, let alone explain. Saying nothing is silent resistance. You have always been cruel to the enemy, and even more cruel to yourself...

For such a person, as long as Mo Ren doesn't believe in himself, others will have nothing to do with him, nothing can be done.

How on earth can he make Ah Ren believe in him!

Suddenly, Chu Yan let go of the ink blade, took a step back and stared at him coldly for a long time, without any warning, he put on a sneering smile, but his voice trembled slightly: "Okay...Okay, I understand. You I'd rather be a thoughtless, dirty and humble tool than come to Gu's side and let Gu warm you up, right?"

When Chu Yan said this, his heart trembled with pain, he only said that when Mo Ren even had the slightest panic to veto, he would immediately take him over to comfort and comfort him carefully, and retract his gaffe.

But what Moren responded to him was a soft "yes", with the usual calm and decisive.

With a click, the nanmu table in Chu Yan's hand had been crushed uncontrollably!

All of a sudden, frustration, anger, unwillingness and regret rushed to his mind. He was already a proud and fierce person, but now he couldn't suppress it anymore, his face sank, and he blurted out cruel words: "I don't understand, how can there be someone like you?" In this way, don't give a good face, but you always like to think of yourself so contemptuously!?"

With a flick of his sleeves, all the teapots and cups on the table were swept off, crackling and shattering on the ground.

Mo Ren's drooping eyelashes moved slightly. Compared to Chu Yan, who was no longer able to control himself, the guard seemed to be much calmer. He just took a few steps on his knees and picked up the few pieces that were close to Chu Yan with his hands.

Chu Yan still panted to calm down his anger.Mo Ren silently picked up the pieces, and suddenly sighed softly and spit out a sentence: "...the good things that the Lord said to Mo Ren...you told Yu Baihua to hear it in your previous life."

With just this one sentence, Chu Yan's complexion turned pale as paper!

The author has something to say: no accidents, it will be updated tomorrow.

Why, because a beautiful knife can't break 0w0

感谢在2020-02-0621:24:03~2020-02-1511:21:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 2 Xiaolongbao;

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