Emperor Gong: The three thousand men in the harem are beautiful men

"Long Wu, come out!" A man in black flew to the ground, and the middle-aged man on the soft couch took the small piece of paper with a much more relaxed expression.Laziness threw the note into the incense burner, and the note was quickly engulfed by the fire and turned into ashes.Looking at me on the side, there was a flash of hostility in the eyes, do you want to kill someone?Just listen to him say: "Aren't you Lu Sanshao? Who are you? Don't challenge my patience"

I smiled: "I'm not some third young master, my real name is Mu Yichen." "You tell me so readily, I'm not afraid that I'll kill you." Anhuang raised his head and smiled, that kind of unique smile that hides a knife and makes people chill A smile that is too much is unnatural, and a little less has no deterrent effect.

"Mu Yichen? It's very strange, your experience in 16 years is none, and there is no information about you." Nangong Lin flipped through the information.I said: "You don't need to know who I am, at least I won't harm you, right?" "Well, that's true, but the game is about to start to be fun, do you want to play it or not?" "You can choose whether to play or not Is it?" I walked to the door calmly and said. "Of course...not." He lay down on the soft couch again to catch up on sleep.

Sometimes it’s not, you can do whatever you want, if you want to live, you have to be involuntary.

"Your Highness, do you have important things to do tomorrow? Rest?" Li Shijie was the boy Nangong Jin saved back then, and he has been Nangong Jin's servant since he arrived in Anguo.

Li Shijie looked at the man's beautiful face quietly. He liked his father, and that person knew it too, but the two of them were tacit, bored, and prone to internal injuries.I still remember that his blood was cold at that time, his blood was so cold that he was like a walking dead.

Jin put on the cloak and said, "Go to sleep first, I want to walk alone." After taking Li Shijie's lantern, Li Shijie knew that no one could stop what he was going to do, and it was still the same after 11 years.I remember, on the way to Anguo, he said: "Even if I die, I will keep you intact." He was deeply attracted by such a man, and he was willing to be a slave.

Today is Jin's mother's memorial day, and he will never forget that day when the cherry blossoms were scattered all over the ground. He remembered that he personally buried her under the deep cherry tree.And he was the one who killed her, and only on this night was his peace of mind.It was just why the cherry blossoms were so brilliant this year reminded him of that night.Blood splattered on the blue clothes, and flowers fell all over the ground... "Somewhere the flower language of cherry blossoms is ugly and beautiful."

"Really?" Jin smiled, never seeing him smile so cheerfully, as if the whole world revolved around him.

"Cherry blossoms are slightly fragrant and very beautiful, while the fruit is spherical, black, and ugly. Therefore, the flower language of cherry blossoms is: ugly beauty. But I don't like this. The flower language I like is a kind of beauty that is about to disappear and is short-lived. A dream!"

"Dream, huh, it's like dreaming a dream of more than 20 years. Nangong Jin!!!, what are you doing!!!? You are just a 'human' with a beautiful appearance but a filthy heart. Are you a human? "

(You have to understand that people like us can never hold up our heads to be human, and even if we do, we are not human anymore.)

That sentence resounded from the bottom of my heart again and again, I thought I had forgotten it long ago, but it was as if it was engraved on my heart, it was so heartbreaking.Under the cover of the night and the high wall, Jin's shouting did not cause much movement, as if he wanted to yell out all the depression of these years, yelling crazily, this is the real Jin.

I can't help him, he's in pain.Jin, you know what?What did you look like——still the purest existence in my mind, that time, when we met in the snow, I will never forget that jade-like face, but I have been deceiving myself and others as well.

Jin, are you lying to yourself and the whole world..."Jin!" We are not pure, even want to destroy us for this reason, why? ?I don't understand Jin, what kind of world does he live in?But I know it's worse for him to live than to die.

Such a barren place, how did Jin come here?

When he was asleep, he had a rare weak face, and only at this time, he was the easiest to approach.Long eyelashes, vermilion lips, straight nose bridge, smooth black hair, sword eyebrows like willows.

Cherry blossoms represent never giving up, I love you forever, no matter you are a man or a woman, I love you.Although you don't love me.

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Dancing in the sky in the snowy season

Yi Shui Xiao Xiao Yuan

Blue Tears Changtian Blood Stains Qin Palace

Remnant Yuan Weeping Hero Who Says Before Clothes

After the fleeting years, the water is cold and the full moon is screaming alone

How can Gu Ming have a green shirt and a sword?

Prosperity thanks to a few bottles of sake empty to night

Who regrets who laments this full of sorrow

In that month, the double shadows outside the pavilion slanted

Play Yangchun, Baixue and laugh at the world with Junjian

The Weeping Willow Fuyan Man Shadow Appears

Qinghui gathers energy and penetrates Changhong to be proud of the sky

The Sword of Lihen is still hanging in the bleak night

Sorrows, joys and sorrows enter my heart, my mind is full of knots

History Jane Eternal Laments Sad Broken Sword

Dance Finale San Xiao Shen Yi Waterside

The words are too sad, so clear and pleasant to the ears, the exciting tune is like weeping and complaining, and the singing is ethereal and melodious.This is composed by a woman who was given to others by the person she loves the most, but when I sing it, I always feel like I am telling my own story.Looking at Jin involuntarily, Jin saw Xue slightly raised the corners of her mouth, as beautiful and refined as she saw for the first time.A snow that hasn't fallen in a century has fallen...Jin, can snow wash away the dirt and scars on your body?