Kite falling into red dust

Jizhou.

Ling Jiao wandered into a restaurant by himself, sat down at a table, and said loudly: "Xiao Er, here is a jug of good wine! Another plate of sauced beef and a piece of braised fish!"

Xiao Er hurried over, wiped the table with the rag on his shoulder, poured him a glass of water, and said, "Okay, sir, wait a moment!"

While waiting for the food to be served, he overheard a conversation between two men at the next table.

"Have you heard? The Marquis of Hui'an is missing!"

"What? How is that possible?"

"How is it impossible? My cousin is working in the residence of the Marquis of Hui'an, and he told me about it himself. A few days ago, Marquis of Hui'an went hunting in Fengyang Mountain, and got separated from his entourage, and didn't come back until dark. Now, it has been three days and two nights, and no one has been found."

"There are poisonous snakes and ferocious beasts everywhere in Fengyang Mountain. Hou Hui'an stayed in it for so long alone, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good!"

"That's right, it's a pity, Hou Hui'an is so young, and he hasn't married a wife and had children yet..."

Ling Jiao didn't listen any more, he had already stood up and hurried out.

He returned to the main rudder of the Divine Sword Hall, called thirty of his subordinates, and entered Fengyang Mountain with him.

After nearly three hours of searching, Ling Jiao was thinking about letting his brothers go back to eat something, and he stayed to continue searching, when he suddenly heard a person shout: "Master, here!"

He rushed over in a hurry, and saw several brothers gathered around a deep pit three feet square, and at the bottom of that deep pit lay the unconscious Murong Mingshuo.

"Marquis of Hui'an!" He tried to call out.Murong Mingshuo still closed his eyes tightly, without any reaction.

"I'll go down." With that, he jumped down.He first sniffed Murong Mingshuo, fortunately, he was still alive.There were several abrasions on his hands and face, and it was not known whether he had suffered internal injuries.

"Master, continue!" The subordinate threw a rope down.He tied one end of the rope to Murong Mingshuo's body, and asked his men to pull him up.Then, he also grabbed the rope and climbed up.

He did not send Murong Mingshuo back to Hui'an Hou Mansion, but brought him back to the Divine Sword Hall, and invited a doctor to treat him.

When Murong Mingshuo woke up and saw Ling Jiao sitting on his bed, he thought he was still dreaming.Until Ling Jiao stretched out his hand and touched his forehead.He woke up suddenly and sat up.

Ling Jiao held him down and said, "Your fever has just subsided, and your legs haven't recovered yet, so don't move around."

"Legs?" He frowned in surprise, "What happened to my legs?"

Ling Jiao turned around, poured a cup of tea from the table next to him and handed it to him, said: "The doctor said it was a broken bone in your left leg. With your body, you can recover as before after another three to five months of recuperation."

He didn't answer, but looked at him with a frown and asked, "What is this place?"

Ling Jiao said: "Shen Dao Tang."

Murong Mingshuo said: "You rebuilt the Divine Sword Hall so quickly?"

Ling Jiao smiled lightly, and brought the water glass to his mouth, "Drink water."

He took the cup, drank the tea in it in one breath, and said lightly: "Thank you for saving me this time. When I return to the mansion tomorrow, I will send someone to bring you a thank you gift."

Ling Jiao took the empty teacup in his hand, put it back on the table, and said, "I don't need a thank you gift, but you can't go back tomorrow."

Murong Mingshuo looked at him, and suddenly sneered, "You don't mean to put me under house arrest, do you? Just like last time."

Ling Jiao looked into his eyes seriously, and said, "I swear on my life, I will never hurt you again."

Murong Mingshuo said: "Then why don't you let me go?"

Ling Jiao said: "Because the doctor told you that your current physical condition does not allow you to move around. If you accidentally get injured again, it will be very difficult to recover."

Murong Mingshuo said coldly: "For three to five months, I can see your face every morning when I wake up, so it's harder for my body to recover."

Ling Jiao said lightly: "If you don't want to see me, I won't appear in front of your eyes. I will find someone to take care of you."

Murong Mingshuo said: "The Shendao Hall is a bunch of rough men, I'm not used to it."

Ling Jiao said: "I'll go and buy two girls for you."

"you……"

"If you have any other requirements, you can put them forward together, and I will try my best to satisfy you."

At this point, Murong Mingshuo has nothing to say, anyway, he can't walk now, even if Ling Jiao refuses to see him off, he can't leave by himself.So he lay back immediately, determined to recover from his injuries, and then make plans after the injuries healed.

Ling Jiao didn't break his promise, he lived in Shendaotang for a whole month, and he never appeared in front of his eyes once, and even sent two beautiful girls to take care of his daily life, but his mood was one day. more bored than the day.

That night, the girl Zhenzhu was helping him wash his feet, when he suddenly kicked over the footwashing water, he said coldly, "Call Ling Jiao here."

"Didn't you prevent me from appearing in front of you? How could you take the initiative to see me? What's the matter?"

Murong Mingshuo sat on the bed, with a sneer on his lips, he said, "Are you very moved?"

Ling Jiao asked in confusion: "Moved? Why?"

Murong Mingshuo said: "Because of the things you have done for me in the past month, don't you think that you are humble and great? It has moved you to the core, right? You don't think that you can get rid of the past. Write off all those things, right? Let me tell you, it's not so easy for me to forgive you!"

Ling Jiao lowered his head and said, "I never expected your forgiveness. I treat you well because I love you. I want to treat you well, that's all."

Murong Mingshuo said: "The things you are doing now are just what you think is good for me, not what I want."

Ling Jiao said: "What do you want?"

Murong Mingshuo said: "You have been by my side for so long, you should understand my personality. People who are good to me, I will naturally treat him the same; but people who are sorry to me, I must be ten times and a hundred times more Give it back to him. When you put me under house arrest in the tent, you treated me like a lowly whore. If you really want to make it up, let me do the same thing to you."

Originally Murong Mingshuo just wanted to ridicule Ling Jiao, but unexpectedly he replied without hesitation: "No problem."

Murong Mingshuo was taken aback, and said, "Really?"

Ling Jiao said lightly: "Of course it is true, where do you want to start?"

Murong Mingshuo raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and lifted the hem of his clothes, "Then let's start here, and stop when I'm satisfied."

Without a moment's hesitation, Ling Jiao walked straight in front of him, knelt down on one knee, raised his hand and pulled down his pants...

After a while, Murong Mingshuo pushed Ling Jiao away and said, "Turn around and take off your pants."

Ling Jiao raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, there was no expression on his rough face with beard, "Are you sure?"

Murong Mingshuo smiled contemptuously and said, "Why, you dare not?"

Ling Jiao raised the corners of his lips, showed a faint smile, and said, "I'm afraid you wouldn't dare." After finishing speaking, he untied his belt and turned around.

Leaning on crutches, Murong Mingshuo walked behind him, viciously penetrated into his body, and immediately started a rough rubbing movement.

However, without any foreplay or lubrication, Ling Jiao felt unbearable pain, and Murong Mingshuo was also uncomfortable.Not long after, Murong Mingshuo pulled it out.He didn't give up, because he didn't feel the slightest pleasure, not even the pleasure of successful revenge.

Ling Jiao, who didn't make any sound from the beginning to the end, raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat that oozed from his face due to the severe pain, and said lightly, "Did you have fun? If you don't have fun, come back next time."

Murong Mingshuo sat back on the bed again, a few strands of hair fell down on his forehead, covering one of his eyes, he looked a bit embarrassed, but his expression was terribly gloomy, "Get out, get out!"

Ling Jiao fastened his belt, turned and left his room without saying anything.

Murong Mingshuo seemed to have no reason to be angry, Ling Jiao's attitude of admitting his mistake was very sincere, he should have taken this opportunity to take revenge on him wantonly.But when he saw the forbearing expression on Ling Jiao's face through the mirror, a trace of unbearableness suddenly flashed across his heart, so he stopped.And that was what made him angry.His mother and concubine taught him since he was a child that the most taboo thing for those who want to achieve great things is to be soft-hearted.Once the heart is soft, nothing can be done.

All along, he thought that he was cruel enough.In order to compete for the crown prince, even his elder brother Murong Mingyu, who was once as close as he was, could mercilessly send killers to assassinate him.However, when facing this shameless bastard whom he had sworn to cut to pieces, he suddenly couldn't help himself.He couldn't figure out what made him so cowardly?

In the morning of the next day, Murong Mingshuo took a walk in the courtyard for a while with the support of the girl, and then sat down on the stone bench, drinking tea and basking in the sun, looking very comfortable.But he was not in a good mood at all.Today is his birthday. In previous years, on this day, the mother and concubine would personally cook a pot of lotus root ribs soup for him.The soup itself is nothing special, but it will have a very unique taste when it is drunk into his mouth.Because that is a mother who has always been strict, and there is rarely a way to express maternal love to him.However, this year his birthday can only be spent in the Divine Sword Hall.Not to mention lotus root pork ribs soup, not even a single person knew that today was his birthday.

He sighed, grabbed the crutches that were set aside, and prepared to go back to the house.At this moment, Ling Jiao suddenly walked in from the outside.Seeing him, he turned around and went out immediately.

Murong Mingshuo said loudly: "Why do you hide from me as soon as you see me?"

Ling Jiao stopped, but didn't look back, "Didn't you say you wouldn't let me appear in front of you?"

Murong Mingshuo said: "That's what I meant a month ago, now I want you to be on call, otherwise how can I give you back what you did to me?"

"Oh?" Ling Jiao turned around, "Then what do you want to do now?"