His Majesty is my ex-boyfriend

Sometimes Chu Ya's love words are really climax, and Bai Lu, a big man, has not recovered for several days. He has lived for such a long time. Apart from his mother, Chu Ya is the first person who loves him so much. To be able to give wholeheartedly.

On the contrary, Bai Lu was a little caught off guard, and every night in the dead of night, he asked himself three times in love philosophy: Who am I?Do I love this person next to me?How much do I love him?

Although it was true that he reunited with Chu Ya on the bed at that time, mainly because he was too uncomfortable to be teased by Chu Ya and couldn't hold back, but the matter was so natural that Bai Lu felt a little guilty, and he even doubted his feelings for Chu Ya. Is there as much and as deep love as Chu Ya has for him?

Bai Lu now just feels that being with Chu Ya is very comfortable and his life is very happy, but he doesn't seem to have done anything substantive for Chu Ya, and he hasn't helped him.

In this relationship, he doesn't seem to have worked hard, and has always just accepted passively. Could this be too cunning?

Bai Lu had a rare insomnia, tossing and turning on the large dragon bed, unable to fall asleep, and finally lying flat, looking at the golden curtain above his head and sighing softly, feeling all kinds of melancholy in his heart.

Chu Ya was very sensitive to his voice, and immediately woke up. Before he opened his eyes, he habitually reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, and pressed his fingers, "What's wrong? Back pain? I'm sorry, I did it before going to bed." Is it too much?"

"..." The grief in Bai Lu's heart was exhausted, he gritted his teeth and twisted the back of Chu Ya's hand, "Can you stop worrying about my waist?

I'm not that weak, okay, I won't get a backache after being fucked by a man once! "

Chu Ya opened his eyes, and said thoughtfully, "So that's why you were crying not because of the pain, but because it was too comfortable?"

Bai Lu sat up abruptly, picked up the gold silk pillow and slammed it on Chu Ya's face fiercely, saying, "I'll be an assassin today, we'll die together!"

Chu Ya smiled and took away the pillow, and hugged Bai Lu, "This is not called dying together, this is called martyrdom."

"Hey, the ghost wants to die with you. If you die, I will find another one immediately, and I will put good luck on your grave!"

Chu Ya couldn't help laughing, "You are so cruel, you have no conscience."

"..." Bai Lu turned his head away, with a complicated expression on his face, he muttered in a low voice, "You know I'm afraid, so don't die in front of me..."

Chu Ya was taken aback for a moment, and soon understood what Bai Lu was worried about, and then his eyes softened, he leaned over and kissed Bai Lu's forehead, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will accompany you until the last moment .”

He couldn't go ahead of Bai Lu, it was too cruel for him to leave Bai Lu alone in this lonely and dangerous world.Chu Ya would rather let Bai Lu leave contentedly and at ease in his arms when the two of them are old and old after a hundred years.

This is what he promised, what Chu Ya promised, has never been impossible.

Bai Lu understands his intentions, for two people who love each other, the one who lives alone to the end is the most painful, so Chu Ya is willing to live longer than him so that he will still be happy at the end of his life.

Ask yourself, Bai Lu can't do this, he can't imagine the moment of losing Chu Ya, and he can't bear the pain, so he really might be a deserter on the road of life, abandoning Chu Ya despicably and selfishly. Ya, the first to leave the world.

If love really has comparisons, Bai Lu has already lost in this point alone.

Bai Lu retracted into the quilt guiltily, and cautiously lowered his voice and asked, "Have you never doubted me?"

"Huh? Suspect what?"

"I wonder if I really love you..." Bai Lu covered his face with the quilt, curled up into a ball, and let out a muffled voice from under the quilt, "Don't you ever think it's unfair, I didn't do anything for you What happened, you treat me so well, don't you feel disadvantaged?"

Chu Ya didn't expect Bai Lu to have such an idea. In his memory, Bai Lu has always been a carefree, nervous, and very unrestrained and unrestrained person. It seems that he rarely gets into the horns. like him.

Should Chu Ya feel happy?After all, this mighty Bai Luken felt uneasy because of him like a little girl.

But Chu Ya didn't feel happy, he just felt distressed.

Chu Ya didn't intend to make Bai Lu feel pain and unhappiness in this relationship, he just wanted to make Bai Lu happy, and it was enough to be full of energy and joy every day.

If Bai Lu suffers because of his love, then the cart is putting the cart before the horse.

Chu Ya also got into the quilt, wrapped in the soft quilt, hugged Bai Lu into his arms, and warm palms stroked his back along the spine.

He comforted: "You are completely wrong, Ah Bai, for me, the process of loving you is a very happy thing."

"You think you pay less than me, but that's not the way to calculate it. A completely equal contribution is not love, but a transaction. Which couple do you see who care about comparing income and expenditure?"

"I love you, so I don't need anything in return from you, or if you stay by my side, that's the greatest reward."

Chu Ya held Bai Lu's hand in the dark and squeezed his fingers, "Don't worry about it, just wait at ease, I will make you the queen."

Bai Lu's face seemed to be on fire suddenly, it was red and hot, fortunately Chu Ya couldn't see his face now, he subconsciously rubbed back, and retorted duplicity: "I haven't agreed to marry you yet, You, you... have you bought the diamond ring yet?!"

"... How can there be a diamond ring in this dynasty?" Chu Ya knew that he was just joking, so he smiled and continued to follow his words, "How about preparing a few boxes of betrothal gifts for you and giving you a few houses? Come again Three matchmakers, six hires, and eight weddings?"

Bai Lu didn't understand, "What kind of matchmaker? What is the process of getting married in this world?"

Chu Ya smiled, lifted the quilt to reveal his head, tucked in the corners of the quilt for him, then patted his back and told him about the wedding ceremony.

His voice was calm and pleasant, and he deliberately put it lightly. Hearing this, Bai Lu felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep peacefully in Chu Ya's arms.

At the end of this month in seven days, the eleven people involved in Wushisan were finally eliminated, but the plague could not stop.After all, this 'disease' came suddenly and violently. If it suddenly disappeared when everyone was at a loss, it would be too abrupt and would arouse suspicion.

So Chu Ya asked Si Zhu to make another poison, which is similar to but not the same as the previous one. It also makes people dizzy within three days, fever and coughing up blood within five days, but it will not kill , and as long as it is supplemented with a medicine made of a mixture of certain herbs, it can be cured.

Si Zhu put the poison on the six servants in one day, and then borrowed the hands of a familiar imperial physician to send out the antidote, claiming that he had developed a miracle medicine against the plague and cured it before the end of the month. These six people can be regarded as a perfect end to this 'plague'.

No one suspected the conspiracy behind this. The ten people who died of illness, in the eyes of outsiders, had no connection at all, as if this was a sudden natural disaster. Although it was a bit unfortunate, it was fortunately controlled in time.

Bai Lu had no doubts, he was coaxed by Chu Ya's sweet words, and it would be good if he didn't blush and laugh every day, how could he doubt Chu Ya again.

Bai Lu actually fell into a misunderstanding, thinking that Chu Ya was gentle to him, so he was gentle to everyone.

But in fact it is not the case, Chu Ya carefully hides his dark side in front of Bai Lu, attracting him to approach step by step.

As time went by, this small 'plague' was gradually forgotten like a corpse buried in the ground and gradually decomposed.

The hottest time of summer has passed, the sky slowly rises, the heat in the wind gradually dissipates, and a hearty autumn feeling rushes to the treetops with golden colors.

Bai Lu's long-cherished musket production encountered a bottleneck. Some small parts are really difficult to make. The craftsmen all said that it is not impossible to make it, but it just takes time to figure it out.

After all, it is a dangerous firearm. If it is not done well, there is a risk of explosion.

As the considerate father of Party A, Bai Lu comforted him very tolerantly: "It's okay, don't worry, take your time, I'll give you time, is the whole day enough today?"

Craftsmen: ...What, you won't live until tomorrow?

Of course, I only dare to think about this in my heart, and never dare to say it, unless they feel that life is boring, tired of life, and want to go to the gate of hell to drink tea with Lord Hades in advance.

One of the leading craftsmen said cautiously: "Young master, one day may not be enough, at least seven days."

"one job"

Second big.

Artisans try to bargain, "...five days?"

"Four days."

The craftsman was angry, "Four and a half days!"

The black-hearted party A, Bai Lu, looked at the big shining blade in the craftsman's hand, and decided to take a step back, "Okay, deal, I'll get it when the time comes."

Facts have proved that the potential of human beings is infinite, and the explosive power of human beings when facing the dead line has been extremely strong from ancient times to the present.

Bai Lu counted the days to come to pick up the goods, and finally saw the firecracker he had dreamed of.

The whole body of this gun is black and gold, as long as half an arm, and the workmanship is very delicate. It can be filled with two bullets at a time, and the lead bullets are fired by the airflow generated by the explosive explosion in the airtight cavity, and the close-range lethality is amazing.

Bai Lu tried it out on the school grounds. The recoil of this gun was so strong that it made people's arms numb.

The lead bullets were fired, and the wooden target a few meters away was directly smashed to pieces, sending wood slag flying everywhere.

Bai Lu: "Several cool ones!"

Geng Qing, who was watching from the sidelines, was also very amazed, "This thing is too powerful, it is stronger than the power of a heavy crossbow."

Bai Lu raised his chin triumphantly, and touched the smoking muzzle with his hand, "Of course, times have changed... Damn it! It's so hot!"

Geng Qing: "..."