right after

The coolness of early winter gradually invaded the muscles and bones, and the green leaves turned yellow in the snap of a finger, and fell to the ground to be crushed into dust, piling up into layers of cold void.

In Muyun Palace, red ribbons danced in the depths of the bedroom, and Hong Luan stretched out a hand suddenly from the gauze curtain in the tent, breaking the entanglement, and the sound of rapid panting beat the too quiet air.

Xiao Jingyu's slender jade hands tightly clutched the cloth curtain, blue veins were bouncing on the back of his broad hands, his jade fingers tightly covered his thin lips again, trying to resist the nausea rolling in his chest and abdomen.

After a while.

"Yan'er, I'm sorry, I remembered that there are urgent political matters that have not been dealt with, we will..." The warm and mellow voice reveals a trace of depression from the stuffy fingers.

Mo Xiangli's face immediately turned pale, and it was not the first time that Tan Lang was unable to continue the matter of Yun Yu.

Xiao Jingyu didn't look back at Mo Xiangli's face, lifted the curtain of the bed, fled out of the bed eagerly with a warm body, put on his clothes in a hurry, and ran out of Mei Dian in a hurry.

For the first time, she could naturally think that Tan Lang had just recovered and was too weak to have sex.

The second time, when she saw Tan Lang favoring other women, she could still naively think that Tan Lang was working harder, and it happened that she was unwell and couldn't have intercourse, and they could resume their previous lives when they recovered.

For the third time, she watched Xiao Jingyu linger on the beds of various concubines in the palace, and she could still deceive herself that Tan Lang was here to carry on the family line, maybe he was a little bored due to too many things, maybe he still hadn't fully recovered his body.

For the fourth time, she watched Tan Lang's short stays one after another, and could no longer deceive herself.

What did she do wrong? Tan Lang began to hate her. Could it be that his body is unclean?Otherwise, why can he pamper other concubines as usual, but she can't.

Mo Xiangli smiled miserably, and bitter tears dripped silently on the brocade back, leaching deep marks. Since he doesn't love her anymore, he still treats her well as usual, no, even better.This man is really too cruel.

Hua Xihuan watched Xiao Jingyu come out with a cold face, shrunk his head and quietly backed away, stood sideways and lowered his head, not daring to look directly.

"You, go in and comfort her well, remember not to make her think too much." Xiao Jingyu might feel that he had done too much this time, he stopped for the first time, covered his lips, and ordered a lowly personal maid stiffly.

"Yes, the emperor is going slowly." Hua Xihuan said goodbye timidly as the heavy footsteps gradually receded.

Gao Sheng took a step forward, holding his sword in his arms and looking back, Hua Xihuan, who was closing the door of the palace, with those beautiful brown eyes, with thousands of complicated and sad eyes filled with pure white eyes, behind the closed door far away, Finally, it turned into a helpless wry smile.

"Gao Sheng, why is it still not allowed to use medicine?" Xiao Jingyu stared at the hazy palace lantern in the hand of the maid, the soft light illuminated a bright path, but his heart became more pervasive, and the pain in his eyes became more intense.

Gao Sheng didn't speak, but silently followed behind him, keeping a distance of half a step.

"Heh, you're not a man, how do you understand my pain?" Xiao Jingyu gave a wry smile, and walked away quickly, the slanting dragon eyebrows enveloped the upper layer of melancholy.

Hearing his words, Gao Sheng squeezed the treasured sword harder and harder. He will never be a man in the eyes of others, but he has the pain of a man.

He hinted to Hua Xihuan again and again, but she always refused to block the door unintentionally, because he was not a man in anyone's eyes.

Why, Li Junye would occupy her heart, he was so jealous that he wanted to hide her tightly, he hated it so much, the man's name came out of her mouth, and he pretended to be a disgusting brother.

"Retire all of you, I want to be alone." Xiao Jingyu swallowed the anti-sex medicine, put down the teacup, tiredly asked the servants to retreat, and sat alone in the dragon bedroom facing the candle.

He is sick, a powerless disease, as long as he gets close to Mo Xiangli, he will feel extremely resistant. It is a dirty body, just like high-quality toilet paper that has been contaminated by other people's excrement, even if No matter how much I like it, I can't resist the nausea.

He hated the bastard who had ruined his life so much, his pure and beautiful feelings were all filled with that person's disgusting shit.

He only needs to think of the beautiful Han Qing panting under someone's pressure, and he can't breathe in his chest. He thinks selfishly, why does Mo Xiangli, who has been defiled, drag his brother along.

Why is that bastard, men and women take it all, it's fine to defile one, why defile the other one too.

If, that bastard only defiled one person, he could still maintain a physical connection with one of them.

Xiao Jingyu irritably swept the teacup on the table on the ground. As long as he saw Mo Xiangli who was safe and sound, he would think of Han Qing who was threatened by a bastard far away in the sky. He didn't know what happened to him, and he went crazy thinking about it.

After a few months, it's time to give him the forbidden power powder.

On this day, Ye Hehua came to the son-in-law's mansion as usual to find Han Qing to practice martial arts and become a martial arts master.

Han Qing drank no less than [-] or [-] kinds of antidotes, seeing that the end of the year was approaching, and when he led the army to go out in spring, none of them could completely relieve the properties of the medicines, and he couldn't help becoming more and more irritable.

"Your sword is cutting in the wrong direction. Someone taught me once, but how can I teach you three times and still can't remember!" Han Qing saw Ye Hehua's wrong move, angrily smashed down the book of war, and jumped up from the couch. Get up, and walk quickly to him.

Han Qing took Ye Hehua's generous and clumsy hand, and brought him into his arms with disgust, and then taught him earnestly and earnestly: "If you look ahead, that is your enemy, and his vital point is in front of you." , how about your knife, so that it can stab his vitals accurately and quickly?"

"Choose the shortest and fastest distance." Ye Hehua is actually not stupid, it's just that the things taught by Han Qing are too difficult.

"Well, you always have to guess his next move with the enemy first. If you can't guess, you will lure them to follow their own thinking and trajectory, true or false, and then choose the nearest and fastest route to kill him directly. like this……"

With Ye Hehua's hand, Han Qing confronted a virtual powerful enemy. After guessing each other's moves, he skillfully slashed horizontally and vertically, blocked left and right, and after the enemy saw through the moves, in the event of a defeat, Slam into the enemy's heart.

Han Qing looked at Ye Hehua's sweaty temples, smelled the smell of sweat mixed with sunshine and grass on his body, his eyeballs were involuntarily attracted to him secretly, and secretly swallowed his throat, his heart swayed, and Ye Hehua's lower body was more and more tender. Tight, contradicting him vaguely.

I don't know, how does Jehovah's body taste?

"Sometimes, deliberately exposing weaknesses and luring the enemy to attack is a good way to lure the enemy, you know, idiot."

The first few words of Han Qing had a bad tone, and the voice gradually became quieter. The more he said, the closer the distance between the two became. In the end, Han Qing uttered the last few words ambiguously and secretly, like a lover whispering, especially the word idiot. , Hearing that Yahweh's heart trembled.

Although Ye Hehua said that he had never experienced a relationship between a man and a woman, he also felt that Han Qing was teasing him vaguely and nonchalantly.

Turning around, I saw Han Qing frowning, as if he was angry with himself?

Han Qing let go of Yahehua as if he had seen a ghost, coughed his throat, took a step back, frowned and said, "You can practice it yourself."

Ye Hehua looked at Han Qing's fleeing figure and shook his head puzzled.

Gradually, Han Qing became sensitive and realized that she had become very unlike herself in the recent period, and many of her behaviors were abnormal.Sometimes when he loses consciousness, he will be inexplicably fascinated by men, and sometimes even have sexual desires, which is simply a hell.

Han Qing always felt that something was very inconsistent and fake, but she couldn't find the crux of the matter following her train of thought, and fell into a strange circle.

How could he be interested in that bastard Yahweh?However, when he was in a daze, he would have random thoughts, and even have wrong feelings about Beihanmo.

Several times, when Bei Hanmo saw him looking at him with tender eyes and tender eyes, he always felt weird in his heart, which made him dare not look directly at Han Qing.

However, when Han Qing wanted to ask why he looked at him like that, he returned to his usual familiar look.It made him feel restless, and confusedly wondered whether Han Qing was interested in him.

Han Qing wanted to control his strange behavior, but he couldn't find that strange idea that seemed to be transplanted from someone else in his mind.

He always has a great sense of crisis, and the source of this crisis is not from the outside world, but from within.

Han Qing feels that there is another unknown soul living in her body, and that soul is getting stronger and stronger, sometimes it will take the initiative and affect her preferences.

Recently, Bei Hanjing kept whispering in his ear, and he became more and more moody, often forgetting what he did.

In particular, when he heard from Bei Hanjing that he regarded Hongxiu as an evil spirit and scratched her face, Han Qing couldn't believe it was his fault.

He went to check it out, and it turned out that Hongxiu was as beautiful as a flower, with ugly scars on his face. He felt that he was too unmanly for a moment, and he went crazy and even bullied women.

He stayed at Hongxiu's place to rest that night, but the next day, Hongxiu was scarred and avoided him from a distance behind Bei Hanjing, the love in his eyes turned into deep fear.

He learned from Bei Hanjing that he hated Hongxiu like a lunatic that night, scolded the evil spirit of Hongxiu while punching and kicking her, luckily he was stopped.

The doctor came secretly several times, but nothing was achieved, but Han Qing's bad habits became more and more serious.

Han Qing anxiously grabbed a stone and threw it into the peaceful heart lake.

Suddenly, Han Qing's head hurt and was hit by a heavy object. He raised his eyes to look in the direction of the stone, but saw a figure on the eaves flickering and disappeared.

Han Qing picked up the small stone and saw a line of writing wrapped in paper outside the stone.