The evolution history of blood and tears of the scum leader

A ray of golden sunlight broke through the darkness, and the moment it penetrated through the delicate window, the peacefully sleeping man suddenly opened his eyes. Go, warm body, with a familiar breath, Murong Qi quietly exhaled.

Jun Tianyao seemed to be lying quietly and docilely beside him, but at some point, half of his body ran out from the tightly wrapped quilt. When he was in the valley, the man did the same, falling asleep in the middle of the night Then he would change his position, leaving his embrace when it was mild, and lying on the ground once when it was serious. In such a cold day, he just slept on the cold ground all night. He felt distressed, but the instigator was still laughing and laughing. Take it to heart.

Fortunately, he slept on the outside last night, shaking his head, helpless, but also pampered and satisfied. His heart is soft, and he only dares to appear when the people around him are unconscious.

Looking up to see that it was still early, there was nothing important today, thinking of the silence in the basement, Murong gave up and lay down beside Jun Tianyao again as if giving up.

Hugging a certain person's slender waist, slightly shaking his hands, not as strong as before, grabbing the corner of the quilt with the other hand, tightly wrapping the quilt around Jun Tianyao and himself, Murong Qi regained his strength I closed my eyes.

This time, he didn't sleep for too long. Murongqi's current identity is different after all. While he has power, he is also doomed not to be at ease. Some of the guests at Yingmen can refuse, while others are not so easy to deal with. Yes, upon hearing the guard's report, Murong Qi's expression turned cold, his eyes darkened.

"Say I'll be there soon! Let that one wait a moment!"

He ordered people to prepare toiletries, sent all the servants away, washed his face casually, rinsed his mouth with poplar twigs, and was very hasty and perfunctory, but when he was grooming for Jun Tianyao, he was extraordinarily careless. Seriously, seeing that the man who was closed as if he was still in a deep sleep looked much better, Murong Qi nodded in satisfaction, locked him back in the basement, ordered the guards to guard the study well, and then left.

The chain jingled, Jun Tianyao opened his eyes, turned his head hard, and the silver needle hidden in the collar was bitten by his teeth, and he stretched his head towards the more flexible hand on the right, and his left hand was pulled It was painful, the wound that was treated last night burst again, the silver needle was biting between the lips and teeth, the sharp end was constantly stabbing at the tip of the sensitive tongue, Jun Tianyao did not change his face for all kinds of piecemeal crimes , His eyes wandered around the delicate little lock, looking for its breakthrough point.

His eyes lit up, he found the correct position, and the tip of his tongue gently pressed outward, the distance between the silver needle and the keyhole kept getting closer.

The silver needle clicked at the keyhole, the hair wet with sweat fell into the corner of the eye, the eyes blinked uncomfortably, and finally after a skillful force, the right hand dropped down.

Without wasting any time in treating the wound, Jun Tianyao took out the blood-stained needle from his mouth, untied all the chains between his left hand and both feet with ease, shook the light chain, pressed his fingers on it, a little There are no traces left. With his skill, even if there is some damage, the usual broken gold and rocks are no problem, but now he can't even leave a trace on a pair of chains, which shows how precious this thing is: "Asshole, I am willing to use such a good thing!"

Some cursed dumbfoundedly, Jun Tianyao couldn't understand how Murong Qi made such a rare metal into a chain that could only lock people.

Throwing the chain on the table next to him, Jun Tianyao wandered around for a while, and after confirming that there was really no place to hide anything, he raised his foot and came out of the basement without a sound.

The darkness in the study made him slightly stunned. It was quite normal when he left last night. Looking closely today, the windows in the inner room were clearly covered with thick black curtains, blocking the prying eyes of outsiders. And keep yourself in the dark.

"...bad taste!"

After a long time, Jun Tianyao murmured that he really didn't know how to deal with Murong Qi. One can get a glimpse of a person's personality through his attire and the decoration of his living environment.

Murong Qi liked black from the beginning to the end, maybe it was because of his own coldness and solemnity, but when that man was called Ah Qi, his room, although simple, would leave a little gap, allowing the sunlight to pour in. In, the man was at the window, and there was a pot of wild orchids, swaying in the wind.

In the valley, when he was Junjun’s older brother, the man would keep the room neat and tidy, and wrap the two windows tightly with oiled paper, which not only blocks the cold wind, but also does not block the warm sunshine, he will carve some simple Putting the small wooden spoon and small wooden bowl on the dining table made him laugh. When he went out, he would pick a wild flower and put it on the bedside, waiting for him to wake up.

He would weave a rattan chair for him and put it in front of the door. He also said that next time he would help Junjun make a swing.

But now, as a long-term residence and office, there are no extra decorations except for some valuable household items that must be used. There are no interesting wood carvings, no swaying flowers, no comfortable rattan chairs, except for the full amount of official documents and books. , is a sharp weapon, cold and suffocating.

Even if the room is dark, his eyes can clearly see things in the dark, but he would rather not see so clearly, because, for the first time, Jun Tianyao clearly knew that it was him who, step by step, would Murong Qi has been persecuted to the present point, if there is no him, if there is no him...

Biting his lower lip fiercely, a gleam flashed in his eyes, how could Murong Qi be without him by his side, he has already held that person in his heart, so, there is no if!

Not daring to think about it anymore, using the spy skills trained in modern times, Jun Tianyao quickly shuttled among these household items. With the flick of his slender fingers, he easily found hidden compartments, although there were many important things in them. For example, the sectarian privacy of some officials in the imperial court, the power of the current eldest prince and the second prince, as well as troop distribution maps, topographic maps, some private letters and seals, Jun Tianyao didn't take a second look at these things, now It has nothing to do with him, he just wants to find one thing.

It's just that he should have found all the hidden compartments, why didn't he find such a thing, Xue Yuyan shouldn't have to lie to him, when she had the upper hand.

Jun Tianyao pursed his lips in distress, admiring Murong's ability to abandon and hide things, and thought about the mentality of a man, if he was him, a thing related to his life, and it was his own choice, he would not As for putting it on the shelf, if it is my own words...