Canghuan Seven Palaces

At a moment, he reacted quickly, then heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Consciousness, it's too uncomfortable!"

Frowning, Si Cangqing leaned against the bed with the person in his arms, and finally asked the doubt in his heart, "Why did it become like this?"

"I was seriously injured a long time ago," Mo Qingjue continued to make up lies, leaning on the other person's shoulder; "You forget it... I have suffered from an old disease since then. Although it is very uncomfortable, it is not harmful to the body. No, Nemo has to worry!"

With a slight nod, Si Cangqing embraced the man and gently stroked his back with one hand.

Staring at the other party's indifferent face, Mo Qingjue suddenly said: "Ah Qing, you haven't called my name since you woke up...I want to hear..."

Si Cangqing was stunned for a moment, then thought about it, and found that it was true. He was always reticent, and basically kept silent about everything. He lowered his eyebrows and looked into the expectant eyes of this man, and said softly, "Qing Jue."

Mo Qingjue's body froze for a moment, then he smiled soothingly, and said, "Ah Qing, that's not how it's called..."

"Ok?"

Wrapping his arms around Si Cangqing's neck, Mo Qingjue had a faint smile on his face: "You used to call me... Wen..." Although this was a bit contradictory to what he said before, he couldn't care less, just wanted to let People are only themselves in their hearts and eyes, and they are only themselves.

He was just a ghost, even if Mo Qingjue's body could hold on, he might just disappear one day!Ever since he was conscious, he has lived for Mo Qingjue, but now... he should just be selfish to the end!

"Call me Wen..." he asked softly.

"Wen." Si Cangqing obeyed the other party's request and called out in a low voice.He naturally knew that this person had a lot to hide, but...it didn't matter, the soft emotion in his heart made him willing to pamper this person.

"One more call!"

"arts."

"Call again..."

The red candle was lit, and there was a wisp of smoke on the incense table.

The two are also dressed in red, and under the witness of no one, they form the world and become husband and wife.

After drinking a double cup of wine, the two men's arms were still entangled. Mo Qingjue blushed, and said in turn that the hair of the two men was untied, and then they tied a tuft and tied it lightly. We've been husband and wife since then."

Si Cangqing silently watched the other party's movements, seeing that the face that was always pale and bloodless was now stained with a tacit crimson color, she couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the blush lightly.

This light touch caused Mo Qingjue's face to burn red, he pursed his lips, raised his eyes after a long time, looked into Si Cangqing's eyes, and without hesitation, rushed to the other side upstairs neck, kissed the man's lips vigorously, biting clumsily and enthusiastically.

"arts……"

Sighing softly, Si Cangqing kissed back, and unconsciously groped his waist with his hands. At first, he stroked lightly, then exerted a little force, rubbing eagerly.

"Go to bed..."

Mo Qingjue was gasping for breath. His clothes had already been undone, revealing a large area of ​​skin. He was lying under the man, slightly arched, his hands slipped down feebly, clutching the sheets on both sides of his body.

The window sash of the bamboo house was not closed tightly, and it kept flapping with the wind.

His whole body was sore and weak, he couldn't help but move his body, and moved towards the warmth.There was the creaking sound of the window next to his ears, and he came in little by little, his chaotic thoughts suddenly cleared up, he opened his eyes warily, and after seeing the somewhat familiar face, he couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

He was just a little dazed, and then he quickly waved his hand and grabbed the man's neck——kill this man!

Si Cangqing immediately clasped the other person's wrist, opened his closed eyes now, calmly stared at the person next to him, and called out, "Wen?"

He couldn't mistake the actual killing intent just now, but... why?During the two months of getting along, he never felt that Mo Qingjue hurt his mind again, which is also the premise that he will accept each other little by little when he comes back.

Mo Qingjue was taken aback for a moment, looking at the face in front of him, all his focused eyes fell on himself.Only then did he belatedly feel the naked entangled limbs of the two under the quilt...

Intimate, warm.

Mo Qingjue pulled out his hand suddenly, picked up the clothes, and disappeared into the room in a flash.

Si Cangqing sat up slowly, the cold morning air touched his bare skin, making his mind clearer, looking at the wide open door thoughtfully, something was wrong in his heart, the person just now His breath was strange and familiar, but it was completely different from Mo Qingjue before.

what happened?Si Cangqing couldn't help but began to try hard to remember, and then his head hurt suddenly, like a barrier, preventing him from searching for the truth, so he had no choice but to give up and lean on the bed, closed his eyes and rested for a while, before he got up unhurriedly ...or, let's get Wen back!

Strange place, strange self...

Standing beside the river, Mo Qingjue, to be precise, Qiang Qingmo, stared blankly at the vast water surface.His head hurt a little, but he didn't care about it, but there was a panic in his originally lonely heart.

Why would you share the bed with that person, or even do that kind of thing?

He knows that he often has a period of consciousness, and he has no memory of his actions during that period.It's just that he never cared about anything, and his whole life is to obey the orders of the woman who is his mother, and help him fight for the world.

He never delved into what he did when he was unconscious... But today, he didn't expect that he would...

I remember that person called him "Wen" suspiciously just now, Qiang Qingmo lowered his eyebrows slowly, and unconsciously stroked the wrist that was clasped by the person before... Thinking of the feeling of the entanglement of limbs, it was very warm and made him palpitate endlessly .

Why is there such a weird feeling?

Qiang Qingmo stood motionless with his head down, standing by the river, letting the waves wet his shoes.

"arts……"

A cold voice suddenly came from behind him. Qiang Qingmo's whole body tensed up, and his heart suddenly became murderous, but he didn't do it for a long time... The sudden and inexplicable emotion made him feel confused—there seemed to be a voice in his heart , has been preventing himself from doing it.

Although he noticed that the other party's forehead was not right, Si Cangqing still walked to his side, looked at the man's casual clothes, frowned, and put the cloak in his hand on him.

He almost couldn't hold back his attack, but at the moment when the man put on his clothes carefully, Qiang Qingmo stopped all his movements and stared blankly at Si Cangqing's stern face.

He had seen Si Cangqing before, all of them were cold and ruthless, and this was the first time he had seen a person in such a gentle position wearing a cloak.It's my own illusion.The heart that had always been lonely and empty was filled and warmed little by little, making him... desire even more.

Looking at the man's dull face lightly, Si Cangqing reached out and hugged him into his arms, feeling that Mo Qingjue's body tensed up suddenly, but he was less murderous than before... He kissed the other person's forehead , Said: "You are not in good health, go home!"

The person who was terrified by Si Cangqing's kiss suddenly relaxed after hearing "go home".Leaning obediently in the arms of the other party, feeling the warmth enveloping the whole body, Qiang Qing couldn't help closing his eyes, but suddenly opened his mouth:

"My name is not Wen...call me Mo!"

Volume [-]: The Holy Emperor of the Era Who Dominates the World

He is very quiet, and he does everything well every day, just by his side, not talking or laughing, completely different from the person he had been with for two months day and night.Si Cangqing lowered his eyebrows and looked at the sleeping man on his lap, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. The only thing that hasn't changed about this man is that he is very attached to his embrace.

A few books were randomly thrown all over the floor. Si Cangqing had long since lost the former Shu Yi in his heart. His eyes were glued to Mo Qingjue, and his mind was racing with thoughts. Ten days ago, he married this person. But on the second day, the other party suddenly seemed to be a different person, with completely different behavior and habits, which made him suspicious.

At the beginning of the hunger, Si Cangqing only wanted to explore the things before amnesia, and his head would hurt very badly, but in the next few days, the situation began to improve little by little.From time to time, the appearance of certain people will appear in his mind, and he will repeat those few people. Although he can't name them anymore, the feeling is extremely familiar and intimate, so he can't help but feel the deep urgency in his heart, but At critical moments, those pictures suddenly disappeared.

After several downtimes, the images of these people became more and more clear in my mind... Si Cangqing raised his hand to stroke Mo Qingjue's hair, his eyes turned cold little by little.In the fragments of memory that I recall, there is no such person [-]

Connecting the strange things before and after, Si Cangqing can conclude that her amnesia is related to this person!It's just that he still doesn't understand what is the intention of doing this to Rang.Except for the moment when 'Mo' just appeared, he really wanted to kill himself, before and after that, he never lived in any harm to himself...

He used to think that it doesn't matter if he can't remember the past, but now, Si Cangqing is annoyed that those few people always appear from time to time.So I couldn't help but decide to think of everything in the fastest time.

As soon as his scalp hurt, Si Cangqing came back to his senses, and found that the man had woken up and was staring at him quietly, with this tuft of hair in his hand, pulling it hard.

Putting his palm on Mo Qingjue's, Si Cangqing said calmly, "Are you awake?"

Mo Qing never said a word, just lowered his eyes and played with the lock of hair.

Si Cangqing didn't say anything anymore, but hugged the other party's cold body into his arms, and gently rubbed his back.From that day on, Mo Qingjue couldn't say a word to him every day, but he didn't like that he ignored his existence. For example, when he was thinking about things like just now, the other party would pull his hair from time to time.

……Although