end of days

"Xuanyuan..." Unexpectedly, the two people would meet again under such circumstances, Zhuo Ran was stunned all of a sudden, his eyes looked at Xuanyuan Hen with a sullen face in surprise.

Xuanyuanhen turned over and came in front of Zhuo Ran, sealed the acupuncture points all over his body in an instant, then stretched his hands towards Zhuo Ran, and tore off the mask on Zhuo Ran's face with a "chuck", revealing a familiar face.

As handsome as ever, but a little paler.

Xuanyuanhen caressed Zhuo Ran's cheek obsessively, but there was some crazy enthusiasm in his eyes, Zhuo Ran looked at him with an inexplicable...fear.

Holding Zhuo Ran's slender waist with one hand, Xuanyuan Hen lowered his head and kissed it, with a cruel kiss... like a hurricane swept through Zhuo Ran's entire mouth, as if he was going to swallow him up, Xuanyuan Hen was exhausted All the strength wishes to rub Zhuoran into his arms.

Cheng Yumo stood aside and didn't know how to intervene, his face was full of distress, until Xuanyuanhen hugged the immobile Zhuo Ran in his arms and wanted to leave, Cheng Yumo stopped him.

"Leave him."

Xuanyuanhen only glanced at him coldly, and didn't pay any more attention to it. If he hadn't taken into account Zhuo Ran's feelings, he wished he could have killed the man in front of him alive. After all, this person was his greatest emotional threat. Will like Cheng Yumo, Xuanyuanhen is full of anger.

"Your Majesty won't embarrass you, but if you stop him more, it won't be necessary." Cheng Yumo was about to catch up, but was stopped by De Yu, and De Yu's words made his momentum completely wither After a pause, indeed, Xuanyuanhen happened to see such a scene, coupled with the jealousy of the king of God, if I rushed forward, I'm afraid it would arouse his anger instead, Cheng Yumo couldn't help complaining about his previous impulse, although it was just He wanted to find a psychological comfort before finally kissing Zhuo Ran, but if it caused Zhuo Ran difficulties, he would really be in trouble.

Sitting down on the chair a little dejectedly, Cheng Yumo rubbed his cold hands.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

"Some unusual things seem to have happened in Linfeng County. His Majesty was worried that something might go wrong, so he insisted on taking a look."

"So that's how it is..." There was really no way to escape the doomed thing, and Xuanyuanhen had nowhere to go this time, and it took no effort to get it.

"Speaking of the matter in Linfeng County, you don't have to worry about it. Feiqing and his master have already solved it first, and the rest is the puppet sect who is the culprit. Once the army is leveled, there will be no future troubles."

"Oh?!" When he said this, Deyu became interested. They stayed in Linfeng County for these days, and although they found some things, they still didn't know the inside story. He was also very curious about this mystery.

"But the Three Corpse Gu is really powerful..." Although Cheng Yumo didn't come early, he almost got a clear picture of the whole situation in the past few days. At this time, when he said it in detail, De Yu was surprised. first.

"I didn't expect... there are such mysterious things in this river and lake!" It seems that I really underestimated the ability of this Gu insect before. Hundreds of thousands of troops will become the life sacrifices of the Three Corpse Gu!

When De Yu thought about it, he felt a little uneasy, frowned and hurriedly left Cheng's shop, finally found Xuanyuanhen in the inn where he was staying, and saw the emperor staring at the pale person on the bed, wondering what he was thinking.

"master……"

Seeing that De Yu had something to say, Xuanyuanhen didn't seem to want to disturb Zhuo Ran, so he closed the door and signaled De Yu to come to the yard to discuss.

Deyu told the case of Linfeng County from front to back, and Xuanyuanhen frowned when he heard it. He didn't expect that the Puppet Sect had such vicious intentions.

After thinking for a while, Xuanyuanhen took off the token at his waist and handed it to De Yu, saying: "Ling Yang and Pei Ju went to the battlefield, and there is no reliable person to be found right now, so you should go there in person, and wipe out the puppet gate."

What Xuanyuanhen gave was actually the transfer token of the Shenwei Battalion in Gyeonggi. The Shenwei Battalion is regarded as the emperor's personal soldier, and generally does not go to the battlefield, but the training is more stringent than any army. It seems that the emperor also attaches great importance to this puppet sect. very!

Deyu took the token with a serious face, transferred two people from the Yuebu and left Linfeng County in a hurry.

"Master... What are we next?" Suzaku's duty is to protect the emperor's safety, so she naturally followed. Since accepting Bai Hu's love, she has lost her previous obsession with Zhuoran's affairs. Once this resentment is gone However, Zhuo Ran's goodness was doubled, and just now seeing that Zhuo Ran was brought back by the emperor, she was even more worried about this increasingly depleted man.

"Back to the palace!"

Zhuo Ran passed out on the way, and found out that he had suffered internal injuries again, and the injuries were not serious. The fire in Xuanyuan Hen's heart suddenly became smaller, and the heart was more distressed. This person... put himself again Toss became like this.

Immediately, he made up his mind to go back to the palace, after all, the imperial doctor in the palace is much better.

As for how to get along with each other in the future... Regarding Zhuo Ran, he didn't want to punish him, but there were some innocuous methods, and it didn't matter if he applied a small punishment. Thinking of this, Xuanyuanhen's eyes narrowed.

It was already mid-May when I returned to the palace, and the weather was becoming more and more dry. Zhuo Ran had been away for nearly two months, but finally...he came back.

Instead of letting Zhuoran live back in the Quehua Palace, Xuanyuanhen directly left him in the Yaohui Palace. Ever since he realized that his feelings for Zhuoran were not just a momentary curiosity, he had this idea that his lover should be with him in his palace. here is.

"Physician Xuan—" Xuanyuanhen didn't undo Zhuoran's acupoints sealed by the gold needles, one was worried that he would aggravate his internal injuries if he moved around, and the other was to prevent him from having any thoughts of running away.

In fact, Zhuo Ran's injury is no longer serious after the previous diagnosis and treatment, and the rest is to rest with peace of mind. After the imperial doctor's pulse diagnosis, he also came to this conclusion. Xuanyuanhen finally let go of the big stone in his heart. The anger actually doubled up.

Besides... Zhuo Ran is still unwilling to talk to him.

After returning to the palace, Zhuo Ran didn't say a word to Xuanyuanhen again, no matter whether the emperor angrily questioned his relationship with Cheng Yumo or gently persuaded him to drink medicine, Zhuo Ran ignored him.

Xuanyuanhen is not such a good-natured person, Zhuo Ran's seemingly obedient but in fact resisting behavior of being neither humble nor overbearing, without saying a word, repeated day by day, all of a sudden, his long-standing anger burst out.

He wants to hold Zhuoran firmly in his hands, make his soul his own, and let his body bear his own marks.

A thought came into Xuanyuanhen's heart...

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Zhuoran's hands were locked high on the bedposts by iron chains made of black iron mixed with silkworm silk. During the struggle, only crisp sounds could be heard, and his feet were also locked at the end of the bed by shackles made of the same material. Tighten the chain a few times and lock it again, making it difficult for Zhuo Ran to move.The dumb acupoint was sealed, and he could only stare at the emperor beside him with resentful eyes.

"What a beautiful look, dazzling like a flame..." Caressing Zhuo Ran's slightly sweaty cheek, Xuanyuan Hen's voice was a little hoarse, "Why did you run away from my side? I really said that I would treat you well. And why are you running away!"

While talking, he put his hands on Zhuoran's neck, stroking the throbbing blood, and gradually tightened it. With a little force, this person who has been against him will no longer exist. Xuanyuanhen's eyes gradually revealed fierceness. , but let Zhuo Ran see relief.

However, when he saw Zhuo Ran's face that was turning blue and purple, Xuanyuanhen couldn't help losing strength in his hands, and instead kissed those pale thin lips fiercely.

The emperor's enthusiasm made Zhuo Ran more and more unbearable, the tongue that swept his entire mouth became more and more presumptuous, making him gradually weak in limbs, but Xuanyuanhen let go of Zhuo Ran at this moment, looking at the baptized He stuck out his tongue and licked his red lips ferociously, and Zhuo Ran's face turned red from shock.

"I'm going to give you a gift—guess what it is—" Xuanyuan Hen's half-smile expression made Zhuo Ran suspicious, but his voice was extremely calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Worried? Want to talk??" Xuanyuanhen chuckled, "I also really want to hear your voice, but unfortunately, what you say is always an inappropriate refusal. At this moment, the beauty of the day, don't let it be bad I'm interested, so it's better to place the gold needles behind your ears."

Turning Zhuo Ran over, tearing off the clothes covering his back, Xuanyuan Hen caressed the fair and smooth skin, seeing Zhuo Ran's expression of humiliation as expected.

"The fine porcelain that is as white as jade and comparable to the best, if it adds a bit of spring color, it should add a lot of color." Xuanyuanhen slapped a few times, and a group of court ladies holding trays filed in, followed by a pretty girl For an older man, his beard and hair were all stained with wind and frost.

"Grassmen see the emperor." The old man's body trembled a little as he bowed down. It was the first time he met Tianyan, and he was very afraid of the emperor's power.

"Pingshen." Touching his smooth chin, Xuanyuanhen thought thoughtfully, "I heard that you are the top player in this line of work."

"That's my colleague's praise, but the old man does have some experience..." When talking about his old profession, there seemed to be a gleam of light in the old man's eyes.

"That's good. I think someone has already told you clearly what I mean. I don't think I need to say more about what to do, right?" Xuanyuanhen's voice was still cold as he stroked the jade-like white under his hand. But the skin under his hands became more and more tense.

"Caomin understands, may I ask which empress does His Majesty want to tattoo?"

Zhuo Ran, who was originally in the mist, changed his expression greatly when he heard the word "tattoo", and wanted to struggle, but it was difficult to move because of the locked iron chain, so he could only look at Xuanyuanhen with pleading eyes, But Xuanyuanhen became more and more gloomy.

"Of course it's the one in front of you." Although he was speaking to the tattoo artist, Xuanyuan Hen's eyes were locked on Zhuoran all the time, with fanaticism, persistence, and cruelty.

Such eyes made Zhuo Ran fall into an ice cave, unable to escape...

Although he is a mere commoner, the tattoo artist understood what he should say instead of what he should say, so he nodded silently. The old man took out the box he carried with him, removed the usual long needles and roasted them on the fire, and then, carefully Fine tune the various colors of paint.

"There must be some pain during the process, and please don't move around." Taking out the thinnest long needle, the old man pressed Zhuo Ran's back with his well-maintained hand.

People who are obsessed with the art of tattooing always have a pair of very delicate hands, no matter whether they are young or old, there will never be a callus in their hands.

Only because people who really understand tattoos know that hands are to them what ears are to musicians. The touch of the hands is connected to the heart. Only when you feel every inch of the texture of your hands with your heart can you have a good work.

When the slightly cold fingertips slid all the way down the vertebrae, Zhuo Ran trembled uncontrollably, and the stranger's touch gave him an endless sense of humiliation.

Why, why was the person in front of me able to say love so tenderly, and the voice of suffering has even gradually merged into his own bone marrow.

But why, now he can push himself into the abyss of humiliation so cruelly? !

When Zhuoran's moist eyes met Xuanyuanhen's gaze, he suddenly felt a kind of pain from the bottom of his heart - as if something was tearing at his fragile heart.

It turned out that I also had a heart. The heart that I thought had been broken into pieces many years ago, and then drifted away with the wind, actually began to beat alive and began to ache, endless pain.

"Before, it was I who spoiled you too much," Xuanyuanhen's voice was extremely cold, "This time I want you to remember that you——are mine forever!"

However, no one saw that Xuanyuanhen's hands under the wide sleeves had already been tightly clenched into fists, and those nails were deeply pierced into the palm.

When the slender needle pierced the skin of Zhuoran's shoulder with ink-colored paint, even though he was as stubborn as he could bear it, he still couldn't help trembling, reflexively trying to struggle, but found that his hands were tightly clasped. I measured my waist and couldn't move.

The touch of that hand is very familiar, it is undoubtedly Xuanyuanhen.

One injection, two injections... Zhuo Ran bit her lower lip tightly, a little bit of vermilion slowly oozing from that gradually broken lip, but Zhuo Ran never let out a moan.

"It hurts so much? Can't we use some anesthetic?" After all, he still felt distressed, and Xuanyuanhen's expression was somewhat unbearable. He could feel that the skin under his palm was already dripping with cold sweat.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. Only by experiencing the pain personally can the pattern come to life." The tattoo artist didn't pause at all. He was even very excited now, as if he could foresee that the most perfect work in his life was about to be born.

Time passed bit by bit, the tea on the table was getting colder and colder, and the pigment that had melted into the skin gradually began to come alive, and the black line outlined the whole picture of a camellia that was in full bloom, even though it hadn't been colored yet , but it makes people feel a kind of elegant coquettishness.

The old man's wrinkled forehead was covered with layers of fine beads of sweat, and his complexion was actually a little gloomy, as if the blooming coquettishness had taken away the essence of his life in an instant.

It was getting dark, the old man put down the needle, and heaved a long sigh of relief, "I'm afraid I can only go here today. This tattoo is very exhausting, so we can't rush it."

"I understand, these days, you can rest in the palace, and save the trouble of going in and out." After finishing speaking, Xuanyuan Hen signaled the maid to prepare a residence for the tattoo artist. Although the old man was helpless, he had no choice but to do it. Li then withdrew, the mental exhaustion of several hours had already made him exhausted.

Xuanyuanhen was still standing quietly by the side of the bed, Zhuo Ran had already passed out, his face was a little pale after enduring the pain for a long time, and his hair was soaked in cold sweat, sticking into locks and strands.

Xuanyuanhen held up a lock of hair and kissed delicately, his eyes were full of inextricable love and entanglement.

"Why did you run away from me? Why—" Muttering to himself, there was pain and sadness that couldn't be concealed.