I ran away after slacking my apprentice

That kiss lasted a long time.

Even when Ning Jiwei was let go, he was a little unsteady.

Murong Yan pulled Ning Jiwei back into the study, closed the door and pushed him against the door.

"This is what you should look like." Murong Yan raised Ning Jiwei's chin, and he looked at Ning Jiwei seriously, reflecting that person's appearance deep in his eyes.

Through Murong Yan's eyes, Ning Jiwei saw a completely different self...

In his eyes, the end of his eyes was red, his pupils were moist, and even his lips were stained with water, showing a lustful look.

Ning Jiwei had never seen that kind of appearance, he never knew that he could become like this.

It's impossible to fake the expression of being deeply involved, no wonder... no wonder Murong Yan saw the flaw from the first time he saw him.

Murong Yan was very satisfied with Ning Jiwei's non-resistance, he lowered his head and asked with a smile, "Do you hate me?"

Forcing Ning Jiwei to perish with Murong Yan, this is indeed something to be hated, but apart from hatred, Ning Jiwei still has many unexplainable emotions haunting his heart.

Too complicated.

"Why me?" Ning Ji frowned slightly, the corners of his eyes grew wet, and finally a tear flowed down the side of his face.

He raised his gaze, and he didn't know whether it was hatred or hatred. He said: "How many people in this imperial city are there for you to entertain. As a prince, you can do whatever you want to them. Why me?"

"Why..." Murong Yan wiped away the tears from Ning Jiwei's face, "Are you such a casual person in this hall?"

"They are neither you nor like you, so naturally this hall will not choose them." Murong Yan collected his expression, and said solemnly: "This hall likes you, I have liked you since the first time I saw you, so...don't hate Can I?"

Murong Yan's voice was low, and he even softened his attitude. He originally thought that Ning Jiwei would feel better, but when he approached the man again and barely touched the corner of the man's lips, Ning Jiwei avoided it.

There was hatred in those eyes.

It's really... a disobedient little wild cat.

Murong Yan's expression turned cold, he forcefully broke Zheng Ning Jiwei's face, squeezed Ning Jiwei's chin and looked back and forth, "The hatred in your eyes is too heavy."

"Love and dislike are floating on the surface like this. With these eyes, others will not feel that you are unsuspecting."

"It means that this hall can allow you to be unrestrained, but other people in the palace..." Murong Yan let go of Ning Jiwei, and put one hand on the door.

The breath is hot.

"If something unbearable happened to you before you entered the palace, would you enter the palace with the same disgust as you do now? At that time, the first patrol line will stop you in front of the palace gate. How can I meet the Holy Majesty!"

Murong Yan's raised voice made Ning Jiwei suddenly realize something, he said uncertainly: "So...you wanted to teach me this just now? You want to tell me that you can't show your anger or emotion, right?"

"It's not hopeless." Murong Yan chuckled.

After finishing speaking, Murong Yan turned his head and made a gesture to kiss the side of Ning Jiwei's neck, Ning Jiwei's disgust surged up again, and he raised his hand to block between him and Murong Yan.

"Wait, what you said just now, those two choices lied to me, right? They don't count, right?"

"This..." Murong Yan smiled viciously, "We'll talk about it later."

"Wait!" Ning Jiwei once again blocked Murong Yan from kissing him.

Murong Yan frowned, his expression was impatient, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Ning Jiwei's breath was completely confused, he really couldn't stand being so close to Murong Yan, so he could only say: "I don't want to do this, can you teach me another way?"

"Heh." Murong Yan shook his head with a funny face, "I said, His Royal Highness, I am the one teaching you now, not you teaching me. From what standpoint do you come to negotiate terms with me?"

"How about this, let me ask you another way, are you willing to die under the chaos of the palace gate without even seeing the emperor's face? Hmm?"

"I..." Ning Jiwei was in a turbulent state of mind, he was tormented between self-esteem and revenge, and he couldn't breathe.

But as long as he hesitates, that's enough.

As long as there is such a slight hesitation, Murong Yan can completely shake his heart.

A kiss was quickly imprinted on the side of his face, Ning Jiwei froze slightly, almost subconsciously trying to refuse...

But Murong Yan held his hand.

Murong Yan's other free hand rested on his waist, with a little force, he was imprisoned in Murong Yan's arms.

"Your current status is a member of the mansion, and this hall is the prince. This hall wants to pamper you. It's too late for you to be happy. How can your eyes be so disgusting? Do it again!"

Murong Yan hugged Ning Jiwei forcefully, seeing the sudden hatred in that person's eyes, Murong Yan just sneered, "I ask you, I am the prince, and now I want to pamper you, what should you do?"

Ning Ji trembled slightly, it was too angry, he gritted his teeth and did not answer.

Murong Yan leaned close to his ear, feeling the slight trembling of the person in front of him, he repeated mercilessly: "I'm asking you one last time, what should I do?"

Ning Jiwei's palm was pinched with blood by himself, and the blood color hung on the fair skin, which was particularly glaring.

Murong Yan was waiting for his answer.

Waited for a while, until everything was quiet and the birds didn't sing.

Ning Jiwei finally spoke.

With some lifeless exhaustion and compromise, he said: "I... should be honored, thank you Your Highness for your kindness."

Every single word seems to have drained all of his life's strength... It's like a phoenix's wings were broken when it soared, and it's hard to reach the blue sky.

Murong Yan just shook his head, "There is no joy in your eyes, who are you going to show this unwilling look? Do it again!"

Murong Yan kissed again, never touching Ning Jiwei's lips, only lingering on his face.

Ning Jiwei felt uncontrollably disgusted, he clenched and loosened his fingertips, but in the end... no further movement.

"...Don't hide anymore." Murong Yan had a sincere smile in his eyes, "Very good."

"It's just that your eyes still have some flaws." Murong Yan touched the corners of Ning Jiwei's eyes and rubbed them carefully, "Even if you don't like it, you should hide it in your heart. No matter how much hatred you have for the emperor, How eager you are to kill him, you shouldn't reveal half of it in these eyes, understand?"

"Understood." Ning Ji trembled slightly.He endured it, and finally suppressed the trace of unwillingness and hatred in his eyes.

The fundus of the eyes is clear.

Murong Yan looked at Ning Jiwei appreciatively, as if he was looking at an old object that had been treasured for many years.

He evoked an ambiguous smile, "Then... let's do it all over again."

As a result, the unstable atmosphere in the study dissipated again, and Ning Jiwei gradually became numb under Murong Yan's repeated temptations.

In the end, even if Murong Yan's actions were more presumptuous, even if the back of his ears were already red because of the heat, he could still turn a blind eye and pretend that this person didn't exist.

Murong Yan raised his head, smiled contentedly, and pressed a kiss on Ning Jiwei's lips.

"Your reward." He said.

"I have taught enough today, so I won't teach you any more. Go back to your room and rest."

Hearing this, Ning Ji's slightly tense state finally got a bit of relief, he silently nodded his head, which was his agreement.

"That's right." The door was pushed open by Murong Yan, and when Ning Jiwei stepped out of the study, the man said in a concerned tone, "The wound on the palm, I'll let the doctor look at it for you."

Originally, Ning Jiwei almost forgot about the hurt, but Murong Yan remembered it.

That's right, the two of them were so close in the study, what movements could Ning Jiwei do to escape Murong Yan's eyes?

Naturally they will notice.

"En." Ning responded in a neutral manner.

He started to walk out of the study, when a person suddenly walked towards him at the corner.

The man seemed to be very familiar with the Prince's Mansion, so he walked towards the study without anyone leading the way.

Ning Ji looked at it casually, and saw a face that was two or three points similar to Murong Yan's.

Dressed casually in brocade, the man behaved quite casually, raised his hand and waved towards Ning Jiwei, but he was calling for Murong Yan behind Ning Jiwei, "Ah Yan! Brother..."

The man spoke halfway, and the joyful tone stopped abruptly after seeing Qingning's disappearance.

The man stopped suddenly.

Ning Jiwei was wondering what happened, but Murong Yan behind him had already stood up and stood in front of Ning Jiwei.

Murong Yan smiled, his smile was very light, "Why is His Royal Highness here? Didn't you tell the emperor in advance, so that the emperor will come out of the palace to welcome him?"

Murong Yan blocked it in time, so that Ning Jiwei was completely blocked by Murong Yan before he even saw the man's expression clearly.

But if Ning Jiwei had seen it clearly, then he would be even more depressed, because the way that Prince Murong Chen looked at Ning Jiwei was really unusual.

"Uh..." Murong Chen looked away with difficulty, the daze in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and he turned to a smile, "Ah Yan's words are a little bit out of date, I don't need you to come into your house for my brother." Greeting each other? Could it be that Ah Yan has become estranged from Brother Wei because of his current status?"

Murong Yan's smile became weaker and weaker. Seeing Murong Chen look behind him in a different way, he even softened his tone, "Of course not."

However, Murong Chen's thoughts were all on Ning Jiwei at this moment, and he said, "But Ah Yan, when did you have such a person in your family..."

Murong Chen bypassed Murong Yan, stood still in Ning Jiwei's side, and smiled very gently, "Where is a beautiful woman?"

As soon as these words came out, coupled with Murong Chen's smiling eyes, no matter how dull Ning Jiwei was, he could see the hobby of the Crown Prince.

Ning Jiwei only felt discomfort in his abdomen, and the nausea burned his thoughts, but he didn't show it on his face, he just bowed respectfully, "See Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The emotions in his eyes were well concealed by Ning Jiwei, leaving only a trace of uneasiness and fear when he first saw the rich and powerful.

Well disguised.

"Excuse me." Murong Chen pretended for a while, with the same smile, "What's your name?"

Ning Weiwei was about to speak, but Murong Yan put Murong Chen on the shoulder and brought Murong Chen over, "It's just a servant, why is it worth worrying about the emperor's brother? Speaking of which, the emperor's brother got a jug of good wine recently. Do you want to taste it, brother?"

"Okay." Murong Chen said with crooked eyebrows and unwillingness to give up: "But there is one more thing. I will go to pay off my vows in a few days, and it happens that there is no escort. It is quite appropriate for my brother to see this... how about It's better for Ah Yan to give up his love and let him be a brother together, than to be bored in the mansion and relax..."

"No need." Murong Yan's expression turned completely cold.

The author has something to say:

Anyway, it's still Ah Yan's party, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you don't give it a kiss, the good guy will come to a desensitization treatment directly, so... Can you look forward to further desensitization treatment?Ha ha ha ha

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Oh, by the way, if you like it, you can order it a little bit, the first 500 works are waiting for you!Reach 500 achievements, I will give you a luxury cheche, the one with the door welded to death (oh, 400 is fine, if not, 300 is fine too, woo woo woo)