The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

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There was a long silence.The atmosphere suddenly became strangely heavy.Commander Qi moved his knees uneasily: "Following the orders of His Royal Highness."

He is in front of this person.Don't dare to lie easily.Because under that clear gaze.All his thoughts.It seems that there is nothing to hide.He didn't know how much the person in front of him knew.He is just a tool that can be discarded at any time in the hands of the superior.Chance.Only one time.

Jimo Huan's cold face softened a little.Seems like an accident.But because the result is good.And gathered the momentum around him: "He still has trouble with Qi'er. It's been so many years. He's really still a child."

With some helplessness.There is also vaguely pampering as a father.Jimo Huan curled his lips.Not counting as a smile.It's just the faint lines of laughing.

There was a moment.Commander Qi could hardly bear it.want to ask him.What about the other son.

pity.He doesn't have any stand nor enough courage.He can do it.He just knelt quietly in front of the man.Listening to a father's helpless connivance to a son: "Tell him. Qi'er won't argue with him. Let him put his mind on the right path. Don't always do indifferent provocative actions. From now on, the world will still be Young people's..."

This sentence.Full of expectations for the education of their children.Jimo Huan's voice.But it is as cold and thin as water.

"Subordinates obey."

"Go down."

Commander Qi breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't care to wipe the sweat off his face.When Jimo Huan's voice fell.Go outside.

A man's meaningful voice came from behind: "Qi Luo. I put you next to Qi'er. But, don't forget who gave you everything you have now. Remember."

"This subordinate dare not or forget. I will swear to follow His Royal Highness to the death."

Respond respectfully.Commander Qi stepped back towards the door.The hands hidden under the sleeves of the robe.deeply embedded in the palm.I dare not pull it out.because.It smells like blood.

Let out a breath of cold air.The white mist whirled before his eyes and disappeared.His vision is a little blurry.Go where no one is.He hesitated for a while.He took out an eight-treasure brocade box from his arms.It was clearly the same as the eight-treasure brocade box he brought to Jun Tianyao.Open.something inside.But it is a small short flute.The tentacles are warm.There is no time to watch.A section of red tassels with concentric knots reflects the snow-white jade flute.Extraordinarily beautiful.

There is also a small plain note beside it.Dark texture.Winding enchanting lines.On plain paper.Some scribbled four words: "Talk to relieve worries."

Something worth millions of dollars.Commander Qi saw it.It's another person's love.If you receive this.I don't think anyone would really be untouched.

not to mention.between them.It is not a simple enemy relationship that can be explained clearly.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips.There were two shallow dimples on the baby's face.The sun is shining brightly.Will this cold autumn day.All with a layer of warmth.The man crouched down.Digging a mud pit with bare hands.Put the white jade flawless flute in it.bury.Dirty gray dirt.A little tarnish that white.

When the plain paper is raised in the hand.into countless debris.Like a butterfly wearing flowers.Go with the fallen leaves.A scene of natural dance was synthesized.

A man with a baby face.Following the lead of the maid.Arrived to sit at the top.Beside a man who forms a space of his own.lean over.Say a few words softly.The man's icy face moved.The singing and dancing in front of my eyes.The sound of music in my ears.It's like they came from another dimension.After the baby-faced man finished speaking for a while.It seems that something has been decided.exhale.The cup in his hand was put down.In the eyes of others who don't know why.Get up and say goodbye.

"Brother, are you leaving now?"

In the spacious and gorgeous hall.Toasts and chips staggered.most people's eyes.But quietly looked at the two people by the door.A handsome man with an evil spirit.another.A handsome man full of coldness.Two people stand together.Even if it's just in the corner of the doorway.Also like two groups of warm flames.Attract people's attention.

"Brother, my younger brother specially organized a birthday party for you today. It's rare for everyone to be happy. You won't lose face, right?"

The location of Jimo Xuan.Just in front of Murong Qi.Unless he really wants to impress anyone who sneaks up to see his jokes.Push the person in front of him away without losing face.if not.It's really embarrassing.

"Prince Rui. Since His Royal Highness is graciously inviting you, don't disappoint."

"Yes. It's rare that everyone came to celebrate your birthday today. The master left the table early..."

A few echoes.A man who makes my heart a little anxious.The fundus of the eyes is cloudy.

There was a rippling smile on Jimo Xuan's face.His eyes were full of sarcasm and provocation.He made no secret of his intentions.It is clear that this is the case.Murong Qi looked cold and serious.He gathered the thick cloak on his body.It doesn't feel so cold anymore.She pulled her lips: "What kind of face do you want? As a big brother. I've been here before. It's already for your face."

"Big brother."

Jimoxuan repeated these two words in a strange tone.He sneered and laughed.It seems to have heard some big laughing flowers.He stared at Murong Qi mockingly.

He was trying to piss him off.Whispering voices formed a wave of air.toss in the back.Murong Qi raised his hand.Stop the impulse of those around you.Tilted his head.Just a glance.cold.Like looking at something dead.A glance without the slightest emotion.Let those voices disappear automatically.

"In name. I'm still your big brother."

Murong Qi stared quietly at Jimo Xuan.A calm and indifferent sentence.But it woke up the man who was full of impulse to find fault.I looked at where I was.Suddenly remembered.At least they are still called brothers now.It really makes the man ashamed.Shame is also lost together.

The smiling face froze for a moment.But even more despised Murong Qi's indifferent and calm appearance all the time.Eyeball rolled.Think of the programs you have arranged.The depression in my heart dissipated a lot.

"What elder brother said is true. No matter how you say it. We used to be a family with broken bones and joints. Now we are also a family. We should indeed unite and love each other. What I said just now. It was my younger brother who was confused for a while. Come on. I will toast to elder brother three times. It's an apology. After three cups, the little brother will never block the big brother from seeing his little lover..."

The last three words.Almost a whisper.The man who had been calm and indifferent had his eyes fixed.Swish out a sharp light.pity.The person opposite.But it is not affected at all.

Murong Qi lowered his voice.Thick flames hidden under the thousand-year-old ice: "My business. It's not your turn to take care of it."

Treat him like an enemy.Completely forgetting that they are brothers who grew up together.even though.Now they are brothers of the opposite sex separated by blood.Jimo Xuan's fingertips trembled: "It doesn't matter..."

He chuckled needlessly.The topic just now didn't mean to go any further.Jimo Xuan beckoned.The attendant, who had been prepared for a long time, brought over a wooden plate.On it are three green dragon sea pattern sea bowls lined up.The color of the wine is light red.Shallow.Like the shadows of flowers rippling.most bizarre.That is when the gaze is looking straight ahead.That pink.Start at the top.Deepen down layer by layer.down to the bottom of the bowl.A little fiery red cinnabar color.Layers of progressive hell flowers.The order is opened.There is a touch of strangeness.

No one has ever seen such a drink.Although it looks different, it is beautiful.but.That ominous beauty.But people will not rashly try.

Thinking about the past relationship between Jimo Xuan and Murong Qi.current relationship.People who just thought there was no good show to watch.The fundus of the eyes began to be cautious again.some people.But I started to worry.

"My son, His Royal Highness has already drank a lot just now. It seems that he is a bit overwhelmed..."

A middle-aged official who looks stable and loyal.First, I couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him.

"I'm trying to persuade my brother to drink. There's no such thing as outsiders."

The evilly smiling face sank suddenly.The middle-aged man who came to smooth things over because he was worried about making things worse, blushed.He was dragged down by a few good colleagues behind him.

A few pleas.Jimo Xuan didn't seem to hear.He just picked up a sea bowl in the middle.Slightly closed his eyes.His tall nose trembled.I was very intoxicated and sniffed the fragrance to the extreme.There is a little rotten breath.Passed it forward: "Brother. This is my younger brother who paid a big price. I specially found a 300-year-old wine from a winery. It is called Carmine. It is said that it is a tribute wine specially drunk by the former royal family..."

The voice did not fall.Always seemed to stay out of it.Murong Qi, who was standing indifferently, stretched out his hand.But he turned a blind eye to Jimoxuan's toast.Pick up the big sea bowl on the tray.close to the lips.Tilt your head slightly.Drank it down.Because he drank quickly, the light red wine overflowed from his lips.Light red wine.For those pale and bloodless lips.Added a touch of enchantment.

Jimo Xuan's throat moved.Staring blankly at Murong Qi's lips.It seems that because of the abnormal pleasure of the other party, he has forgotten his purpose in surprise.

Murong Qi didn't look at Jimo Xuan's lost look.Put down the sea bowl.Pick up another bowl.Another gulp.

"it is good."

There was applause.It wasn't just officials from the DPRK and China who came to celebrate the birthday.Most of them are the sons and young masters of some big families.Young people's favourite.It is this boldness.Some people who can't understand Murong Qi's cold appearance all day long.Can't help but look at him differently.

Jimo Xuan moved his hand.He held the sea bowl in his hand.Taken by a man.The abnormally cold fingertips rubbed against his fingers.That cold and strange touch.It made him feel like he was getting an electric shock.Withdrew his hand suddenly: "You are not afraid that there is something wrong with this wine..."

bang.The last sea bowl landed heavily on the tray.Murong Qi's cheeks were smudged with a ray of blush.Some enchanting.A touch of red.Like that bowl of charming and ominous rouge drunk.Jimo Xuan took a step back in a daze.Be supported by those around you.Watching the man walk away quickly: "You have no reason to do that."

So confident.Be confident that you won't touch him now.Especially not to touch him in public.How could he have such confidence.

Jimo Xuan sneered.He never noticed the paranoia and viciousness in his eyes.And more schadenfreude.It was completely exposed: "It seems that the eldest brother is very fond of the beauty of the golden house."