king and his guard

Xue Ai's heart turned cold, she couldn't tell what it was like for a moment, she just sighed faintly: "It turns out that Wu Shuang... already has a sweetheart."

Wu Shuang let out a long breath, and said again: "It's just that Birou is dead, and my heart is also dead... After Lin Fengying killed Birou, he knocked me off the cliff. Unexpectedly, my life should not die. Passing by here, he rescued me and brought me back to the palace for careful treatment, thus saving Wu Shuang's life, the prince has the grace of regeneration to me, even if Wu Shuang is smashed to pieces, it will be difficult for Wu Shuang to repay me!"

For some reason, when Xue Ai heard his words "It's just that Biore is dead, so is my heart", she suddenly felt extremely sour, even an inexplicable hatred, which she couldn't control...

He was disturbed by this strange feeling that he shouldn't have, and he didn't want to continue this topic, but in desperation he saw a sword wrapped around Wu Shuang's waist.

Can't help but ask curiously: "How can the sword be wrapped around the waist? Can I show it to the king?"

Wu Shuang came back to his senses after being asked by him, blinked his eyes, stretched out his hand and presented it in front of Xue Ai.Xue Ai took it in his hand and inspected it repeatedly, only to find that it was a soft sword, the blade was extremely soft, and the tentacles were cold and sharp. Although it didn't hurt the skin, it seemed to feel the sharp pain of being cut.

Xue Ai couldn't help admiring: "It really is a good sword! What's the name of this sword?"

Wu Shuang opened his mouth, and finally said: "The name of the sword is also Birou."

Xue Ai's expression froze obviously, she reached out and returned the sword to Wu Shuang, and asked lightly, "Why?"

Wu Shuang didn't notice his expression, but said: "This sword has no name at all, because it is a gift from Birou as a token of love, so it is named Birou." After finishing speaking, he wrapped the sword back around his waist again, and Can't help stroking gently, just like stroking a lover's arm.

Xue Ai stared at him blankly for a long time, then sighed: "The deceased is gone, why bother to miss him in vain."

While speaking, the chariot stopped in front of the gate of the East Palace, the servants moved the wooden steps, Wu Shuang lifted the curtain and got out of the chariot, then reached out to Xue Ai, Xue Ai helped him get off the chariot, and walked back and forth with Wu Shuang.

All the way to the study room, there was already a maid serving tea, Xue Ai didn't drink, went straight to sit in front of the piano case, clasped the strings with both hands, a long and quiet tone swept away like a sudden spring of deep stream Side, with a hoarse lingering sound, wandering around the beam.

Wu Shuang stood beside him, carefully looking at his handsome side face, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyelids were slightly drooping, his fingers were long and smooth, like catkins.

There is a kind of gentle affection quietly sprouting in the bottom of my heart, with the lingering lingering between men and men that shouldn't be there, gradually lingering in my heart, as if it is this piece played by Xue Ai.

Wu Shuang was a little flustered, this daring and absurd thought made him blush and his heart beat, he hurriedly avoided Xue Ai.

But Xue Ai asked: "Wu Shuang, tell me, what is love?"

Wu Shuang didn't expect him to ask this question, she was flustered and didn't know how to answer, Xue Ai said again: "Forget it, no one can explain the word love clearly, but this king thinks it should be wonderful and make people feel happy." People are happy and uplifting. If you love each other, stay together forever, and stay with you forever...if there is only love but no chance to stay together, then it is not a complete love."

Wu Shuang savored his words carefully, and unconsciously asked, "Has Your Highness ever had the kind of...love you mentioned?"

Xue Ai suddenly got up, and said loudly: "This huge palace is like a bay of stagnant water. This king has learned to let it go. Just like you, this king's heart should die long ago, and he is only a puppet alive! All words and deeds have long been bound by palace rules and orderly, love does not belong to the palace, and the love between men and women is just a power and sex transaction for the sake of prolonging children and exaggerating lust!"

With a bang, the strings of the qin broke, Xue Ai shook her hand, a drop of blood spilled from her fingertips, Wu Shuang saw it, and hurriedly knelt down and shouted: "Your Highness, calm down!"

Xue Ai wiped away the blood from her fingertips, stretched out her hand to pull Wu Shuang up on the ground, and said: "I'm too impatient, it has nothing to do with you."

Wu Shuang glanced at his fingers, there was blood oozing out, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, Wu Shuang has wound medicine here, let Wu Shuang give you some medicine!"

Saying so, he took out an inch-high exquisite small bottle from his sleeve, uncorked the bottle and poured the powder on his fingertips, then took Xue Ai's wrist, and carefully rubbed the powder on his fingertips on Xue Ai's wound place.

A trace of coolness came from the fingertips, and his palms were gently held up by him, and the fingertips instantly felt extremely comfortable under his dedicated care.

He held Xue Ai's hand carefully, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, put the injured finger under his lips, leaned over and blew gently and slowly.

What he did, Xue Ai was completely unconscious, because she was already obsessed with it.

Although he is the crown prince, he seems to have never enjoyed such tenderness, which is better than that of a woman.

Until Wu Shuang straightened up, raised his head and asked him with concern: "Okay Your Highness, does it still hurt?"

Xue Ai suddenly came back to her senses, and said, "Ah? You said... what?"

The flustered eyes collided with Wu Shuang's smile, Xue Ai hastily withdrew his hand, smoothed his uneven heartbeat, and his gradually chaotic breathing, he smiled awkwardly: "This king just remembered something, so that he walked... Mind wandering."

Wu Shuang smiled happily and was about to speak when Xiao He came in, bowed to Xue Ai and said, "Your Highness, lunch is ready."

Xue Ai nodded and said: "Wu Shuang, let's go eat."

Lunch is set in the octagonal gazebo in the center of the lotus pond in the back garden. The winding corridors along the way, the green railings and the vermilion pillars form a sharp contrast, against the few lotus flowers, which is pleasing to the eye.

Xue Ai sat down first, and then said to Wu Shuang, "Wu Shuang, come and sit down, let's drink together!" Wu Shuang hesitated for a moment, then sat beside him.