Jiang Qing

Waking up again, Mei Shao found that he was no longer in the cold Burial Sword Villa, and was in a daze for a while.

There was only one candle lamp left in the room, and there was a sense of silence.

Wisps of thin smoke curled up from the incense burner beside the bed, and the soothing lily fragrance mixed with the tranquilizing herbs hanging on the four corners of the bed curtains mixed together and penetrated into the lungs, causing Mei Shao to exhale involuntarily.

There was still a bitter taste of medicine in her mouth, and although her hands and feet were numb, they were still warm. Mei Shao glanced down at the thin quilt covering her body in the summer, the light blue quilt was embroidered with a few pear flowers, Tangling with his loose black hair.

Dazed for a moment, Mei Shao realized that this was not his room, and immediately wanted to get up, but found that the hand hanging by the side was hooked by something.The bulging quilt blocked his sight, Mei Shao barely sat up halfway, and found that there was still a person lying beside the bed.

Looking at the person lying beside the bed with a complicated expression, Mei Shao's eyes were indistinguishable from flickering.The person in front of him seemed to be extremely tired, and he could fall asleep lying on the edge of the bed. He hadn't looked at Bai Bingchen so closely for a long time.

Bai Bingchen didn't sleep soundly, and there was still a faint bruise under his eyes. Even with his eyes closed, his brows were slightly frowned. Just between those two uneven eyebrows, it seemed that there was a burden of tens of thousands of catties, which made people look like they wanted to replace him. He smoothed out all these worries.

His sleeping appearance is very good, the whole person is well-behaved, but he stretched out a hand and hooked Mei Shao's little finger.It looked like two children pulling the hook, but Bai Bingchen used a lot of strength. Mei Shao tried to pull his hand out, but just moved slightly, and was dragged forcefully towards Bai Bingchen, and then The force of the hook became stronger.

His clear and shallow breath hit Mei Shao's little finger, and the slightly hot air covered it with a faint itchiness, which also caused a strange electric current to flow through Mei Shao's heart.He didn't know how he should face a waking Bai Bingchen, he looked away, and simply picked up the bedside clothes with one hand and awkwardly put them on his body.

The wrist was suddenly covered by a burst of coolness, Mei Shao turned her head and met a pair of scorching eyes.

"Where are you going?" Bai Bingchen's hand, which was just hooked on the little finger, was already gripping the wrist, and Mei Shao was startled that his palm was frighteningly cold.

Before he could reply in the future, Bai Bingchen had already sat on the head of the bed with his strength, the strength in his hands deepened, his eyes were still fixed on Mei Shao's half-worn clothes, and he didn't leave an inch, his tone carried a stubbornness and extremeness that Mei Shao had never seen before. .

He got closer and repeated again: "Tell me, where do you want to go again?"

Seeing the emotional fluctuations in his eyes, Mei Shao forcefully pushed away the hand that was pressing on her wrist, and said coldly: "It seems that I don't need to explain my whereabouts to Mr. Bai."

Bai Bingchen's eyelashes trembled slightly. He glanced at the expressionless Mei Shao, lowered his head, and saw the red mark on Mei Shao's wrist that he had pressed, and forcibly swallowed the unreasonable anger and complex emotions in his heart, restraining himself. With strong emotions in his eyes, he whispered softly like a compromise: "I'm sorry."

"Heh." Mei Shao, who was arranging his clothes, stopped and said sarcastically, "Is your apology for just now, or for everything before?"

Bai Bingchen was stunned by the question, he just said this casually, he didn't think deeply about how much this apology was for the rude behavior just now, and how much it was because of the guilt he had kept from Mei Shao for so many years.

In Mei Shao's eyes, this kind of hesitation seemed like a sharp knife, which opened up a large distance between the two of them.

"If it's for talent, I don't care about it. After all, you just saved my life, even if I don't want it anymore." As soon as Mei Shao finished speaking, Bai Bingchen's eyes focused again, as if to See if his words of committing suicide are child's play.

Mei Shao even took some hints of ridicule, and continued: "If it's for what happened in the past... I have no father, no mother, no friends, no relatives, and I am alone, what can you pay me? The former glory of the Mei family? Their reputation? Or something else, can you afford it?"

He laughed at himself, and knocked on Bai Bingchen's heart with his fingers, "In all honesty, do you really feel guilty, or do you think I'm pitiful?"

With just a light tap, the numbness from the atrium immediately flowed to the limbs, and Bai Bingchen's nose felt astringent.

"No matter how poor and unbearable I am, Mei Shao, I don't need your worthless pity." Mei Shao put on her clothes, got out of bed, and walked past him.

"Whether it was before or now, I'm the one who's sorry for you. Whatever you want, I can do my best to make it up to you." Seeing that he was about to leave, Bai Bingchen spit out a few words dryly without thinking.

After a pause, Mei Shao turned around, and the yellow light on the bedside fell on Bai Bingchen's eyebrows, casting a shadow, making his expression unclear.

With a chuckle, Mei Shao seemed to feel great interest, and took a few steps towards Bai Bingchen, her voice rose, ending with some disdain, "You want to make it up to me? Why, can you give me whatever I want? ?”

"But what you want, do your best."

"I want your position." Mei Shao chased the slightest emotional change on Bai Bingchen's face, and said word by word: "I want your position below one person and above ten thousand people, are you willing to give it to me?"

"Okay." Bai Bingchen frowned slightly, but still agreed without thinking too much, "I can help you go to any seat you want."

His promise was too neat, but Mei Shao was a little surprised. The person who had tried everything he could to not let him return to the court suddenly let go.

Mei Shao's eyes narrowed slightly, with a sense of probing, approaching Bai Bingchen, as if wanting to test his bottom line, and said in a low voice: "Then what do I want to be the supreme seat? Will you seek it for me?"

Surprised by Mei Shao's words, Bai Bingchen raised his head suddenly, only to find that he had been forced to the corner of the table, unable to retreat. The whole person seemed to be nestled in Mei Shao's arms, with his thin lips in front of his eyes, and if there was a gap between his nose, he could not retreat. The fragrance lingering on his body, for a while, made people confused whether it was from Mei Shao's clothes or from the incense burner.

The faint hot fragrance hit his face, making Bai Bingchen's earlobe red. He turned his head to avoid direct contact, and replied, "Your Majesty is a good emperor."

Bai Bingchen spoke tactfully, but blatantly rejected his request.

Mei Shao glanced over the side face of the person in front of him, feeling a little angry, caught a glimpse of his reddish earlobe, approached him retaliatingly, took a breath, and teased, "Then I want you, will you give it?"

Almost instantly, Bai Bingchen's face turned half red, he turned his head to look at Mei Shao, and met his flirtatious and flirtatious eyes, he was patrolling Bai Bingchen's neckline naked, as if he wanted to peek a little of the scenery inside.

Without any emotion, not even lust, just wanting to disgust and humiliate him, Mei Shao forced him to be close to her, but it was not enough, so she simply stretched out her arms to wrap his arms around his waist, People who look up take it in their arms.

The moment he touched Bai Bingchen, Mei Shao could clearly feel the trembling of his subordinates, and this helpless reaction greatly pleased him.

Looking down at the man in his arms who was forced to stick close together, Mei Shao smiled viciously, leaned down, brushed the corner of Bai Bingchen's lips vaguely, kissed his earlobe lightly, and said seductively: " I once believed in Mr. Bai, but the result didn't seem to be very good. What capital do you have now to convince me that what you said is true, and that it is true that you want to help me? Why don't you give yourself to me, How about a little capital of trust?"

His cold eyes swept over his already red ears, shimmering eyes, and biting lips. Mei Shao was very satisfied with his current reaction. He knew the best way to make Bai Bingchen feel humiliation and embarrassment.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Mei Shao whispered in his ear: "Master Bai doesn't seem to have the sincerity to make up, so forget it."

Said, Mei Shao stepped back slightly.

Bai Bingchen's hand holding the corner of the table tightened slightly, as if he was fighting for something. At the moment when Mei Shao's hand on his waist left, he asked in a half hoarse voice: "This is a deal." Really? As long as I can do what you want, you will believe me?"

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

Bai Bingchen raised his head again, the teardrops at the corners of his eyes slipped down instantly, his eyes were still reddish, but he no longer avoided it, he looked straight into Mei Shao's eyes with a firmness that he didn't have just now, took off his belt, took off his coat, and revealed a clear Nice collarbone.

Mei Shao's eyes were heavy, and she watched him voluntarily sticking up to her in an obscure way, touching the belt around her waist, and the tear stains were still exposed in front of her, giving people the illusion that she was torturing him.

Stretching out her hand to hold the hand wandering around her waist, Mei Shao grabbed his chin, forcing him to look up at her.

At this moment, the originally light-colored lips revealed a little redness, and they were slightly opened, luring people to poke in.

At this moment, Mei Shao truly felt that the person in front of him had lost all his arrogance, humbled and despicablely handed over the most unbearable side of himself to his own hands, and took life and death.

"Have you really made up your mind?" Mei Shao's throat moved slightly, as if making a final decision.

Bai Bingchen didn't answer, he pushed away his hand that was holding his chin, and clasped his neck with both hands, forcing him to lower his head, closed his eyes and kissed him.

It was just a superficial kiss, but Bai Bingchen's eyelashes trembled violently, and they gently fluttered on Mei Shao's cheeks, and his answer also overflowed from the lightly touched lips of the two: "I said it, but what you said Please, do your best.”

With his eyes closed, Bai Bingchen didn't wait for the expected intrusion. He half-opened his eyes and pressed his whole body towards Mei Shao's body. He stood on tiptoe and wanted to pry open Mei Shao's lips, but he only touched his cheek.

Mei Shao dodged.

He turned his head sideways, avoiding Bai Bingchen's demanding kiss, looked at his disheveled appearance, anger gathered in his eyes, shook off the hand hanging around his neck, gritted his teeth and said, "In order for me not to covet the Zhao family's country, you I am willing to do anything, Bai Bingchen."

The author says:

#Mei Shao can't do#