[New Peerless Double Pride 3] Over the years

I didn't expect Jiang Wuque, who has become a puppet, to be imprisoned here by the palace master after all the twists and turns.

Before dawn, the puppet master helped me avoid the eyes and ears of the guards, and let me enter the cell to meet one of the Jiang brothers whom I swore never to see again.

In the cell, nothing has changed, even the brightness of the lights is the same as before.

Jiang Wuque was wearing thin white clothes and was not locked, sitting quietly in a corner of the room.

When I walked up to him, he half-opened his eyes. No one told him to close his eyes and go to sleep. He sat like this all night, maybe even longer.

"Jiang Wuque..." I knelt down and called him slowly.

He ignored it.

Except for the iron mask and bamboo hat, his face was still pale.

Stretching out my hand, I held my breath, unzipped the tie of his long coat, and then slowly removed the clothes for him.

This is another method that the puppet master said, there will only be a pair of two puppet worms in the world, one will be planted in the puppet's body, and the other will be planted in the owner's body, and if there is a third If an individual wants to control this puppet, there is only one way, and that is sex.

Of course, there is another prerequisite, the two people must be a man and a woman, otherwise it will be invalid.

I closed my eyes, leaned my head forward, and wanted to kiss Jiang Wuque's lips, but my movements were too clumsy, so I knocked my teeth against the tip of his nose without intention.

It should be in pain, he didn't cry out for pain, nor frowned, I laughed at my woman's mentality, I used to treat him and give him medicine, no matter how close I was, I wouldn't feel weird, but today I just put my fingertips on his cold shoulder, Even before the mouths met, the heart was already pounding.

"Jiang Wuque." I looked at his face closely. He has very gentle eyebrows and eyes. Every time I look at him with my heart, I know that he is a good person. Probably only good people will make people frown when they don't frown. I feel that he is worried, but he has never worried about himself.

Jiang Wuque lowered his eyes, there was no light in his eyes, and there was no focus. The puppet master said that when he woke up, he would not forget everything about being a puppet.

That is to say, he is actually awake now, he knows what happened, but he can't control himself to connect the reality with the action he should have, or all this is more like a dream with him, and he can't escape from it.

I approached and used my tongue to pry his lips apart. I also added my hands to pinch his jawbone to pry open his upper and lower teeth.

If I were still Sun Yingyu, this would be Sun Yingyu's first time, and it might be wonderful.

Maybe it would be better if the person in front of him was not an unresponsive puppet.

I gasped, kissed him slowly, frowned, thinking that everything could not be changed, if Jiang Wuque really woke up one day, he would hate me, in order to control him, I did such a thing to him, but I just It can be so, after all, the Lord Qiuhuang is not a good man with a soft heart, Jiang Wuque is in his hands, sooner or later, he will die a miserable death.

"I'm sorry..." Pushing him down, pulling down his trousers, I helped with my hand, "I'm sorry, Jiang Wuque..." Seeing that he didn't respond, and he was still staring blankly at the roof of the cell, I gritted my teeth and tilted my head. in front of...

When I sat on him, I remembered the scene where he and Yaoyue entangled in Yihua Palace. Xiao Yu'er once said that no matter how active a woman is to a man who doesn't respond, it won't help.I know he is comforting me.

I curled my legs, and the movements of the two of them were obscure and slow, but even though he was a puppet, he was still alive, and his mind was uncontrollable. He was under me, trembling absentmindedly following my frequency.

I closed my eyes, I didn't want to look at his eyes without a trace of waves, and even suddenly, I hoped that he would never wake up again, because by then, I would never be able to face him again.

However, no matter what, Jiang Wuque is innocent, and only if I become his master can I find a way to protect him.

……

The Hall Master is very busy recently, because good and evil are fighting each other, my father needs him to maintain a delicate balance in the martial arts.

Therefore, on weekdays, he can't control me.

I only promised him not to see Jiang Wuque, but I didn't promise him not to see Xinghen.

Sometimes when Xie Xinghen came back from a mission, I would sit in the bamboo forest in the back mountain and wait for him, but the eldest lady of Qiuhuangdian never let him go, so no matter it was night or morning, I could see Xie Xinghen in the bamboo forest , as little as ever.

That night in the bamboo forest, I leaned against a pole of bamboo and fell asleep. In my dream, I kept thinking about the pros and cons, whether I should tell Xie Xinghen about Jiang Wuque.

But the thinking has not yet come to fruition, and I have been awakened by someone.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Xie Xinghen's unhappy expression, and a rare trace of concern in his eyes.

It's already dawn, the breath in the bamboo forest is refreshing, the morning breath is pleasant, and it's almost summer.

"You slept here all night?" Xie Xinghen asked me with a frown, his voice was sharp and hurried.

"No," I sat up straight with a smile, "I slept in the middle of the night."

"You are a doctor." He still frowned, and the next sentence should be: Be careful of catching a cold.

"Xie Xinghen," I looked at the unsheathed sword in his hand, "You haven't come to practice swords for a long time, I thought you were useless."

"I..." He paused and hesitated, "I'm very busy."

"Well," I nodded, "You are the young master of Qiuhuang Palace, so it is only natural that you are busy."

"Sun Yingyu," he said, "I think you have changed."

"Really?" I covered my mouth with my hand and yawned, "What changed?"

"I can't answer." He was very serious, he spoke seriously, and looked serious.

"Yeah," I said with a smile, "people will always change, just like I used to watch you practice swords, but now—" I stretched my hand to my waist, and I pulled out the small fish intestine sword to explain Star Hate stabbed, "Please enlighten me!"

Xie Xinghen didn't draw out his sword at all, he blocked me with his backhand and knocked me three steps away.

My hand was in pain from the shock of the sword hilt, I stood still, "You are stronger than the hall master, and the hall master will take time to dismantle my move."

"You're wrong." Mentioning Jiang Yulang, Xie Xinghen's expression became a little stiff, "Father's swordsmanship is far superior to mine, so I can easily let you use it without hurting you."

"It turned out to be water." I raised my eyebrows, walked back to the original stone and sat down, then looked up at Jie Xinghen: "Go practice your sword, I'll watch you here."

He nodded and went alone.

I held my chin, and a bamboo leaf fell in front of my eyes. I bent over to pick it up, then swept the dust off the leaf, put it near my mouth, and blew.

It's just that the sound is terrifying. Although the volume is not loud, it is really unbearable.

After a while, Xie Xinghen put away the sword and came back, but I was still picking up leaves around and blowing them to my mouth.

"The posture is wrong." Jie Xinghen put the long sword in his hand on the stone, leaned over to adjust the posture for my hands, picked up a leaf and put it to his mouth, and said while demonstrating: "Hold it like I do, put the leaf Put the edge between your lips, don't force it, blow slowly."

"Would you?" I asked him looking up.

"Although I am a killer," he smiled, "it doesn't mean that I can only kill people."

……

I took a lot of bamboo leaves and went down the back mountain. When I heard that the master of the hall was not in the hall, I had no scruples and entered the cell in broad daylight to see Jiang Wuque.

This is not the first time, nor is it the last time. I am afraid that the Palace Master already knew that I came to the cell, but since he did not keep his promise first, I am not afraid that he will settle accounts later.

After closing the iron door of the prison cell, I turned around, and there was a faint light from the small skylight.

The Palace Master did not bring Jiang Wuque with him this time, presumably not for the important task of slaughtering people, and I don't know whether to rejoice for the other party, or to complain for myself that the Palace Master Qiu Huang is not good at handling things.

Next to Jiang Wuque, I sat down facing him, "Jiang Wuque." I called him, and he raised his eyes.

The puppet technique is really easy to use. Since that day, he has obeyed my orders. In many cases, he can follow my orders and do some things independently, such as going to bed on time.

"Tomorrow I will be away for a while..." I said slowly, afraid that he might not understand.

But he just looked at me, his eyes were very focused, but his eyes were not fully opened. He kept looking at me, but he still didn't understand after all.

"Hold this." I reached out and handed him a bamboo leaf in my hand.

He took it, "Like me." I demonstrated to him, "Then blow slowly."

He lowered his eyes, and easily blew out the melody that I couldn't even do my best, "So you will..." I thought for a while, and then said, "Then you teach me."

Jiang Wuque raised his eyes, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment. He stretched out his hand and put the leaf in his hand near my mouth. I smiled, "But I don't know how to do it like this. You have to teach me how to make notes."

His gaze moved up, and he met my eyes dully, "This way..." He finally said two words, took my hand, and asked me to pinch the two ends of the leaf, "Blow gently, He said, "Don't force yourself."

I listened to him and tried blowing it, and it worked badly.

In fact, Xie Xinghen has said the same thing to me many times, but it seems that I am too stupid to learn it.

But Xie Xinghen had to leave after teaching for a while, but Jiang Wuque was very patient, holding my hand over and over again, asking me to exhale, exhale slowly, exert strength, hold strength... I looked up at him At that moment, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and what he always paid attention to was a bamboo leaf in my hand.

"Jiang Wuque." I held his hand behind my back, and he raised his eyes.

"Smile." I ordered.

"Yes."

He first raised the corners of his lips, and then his eyes slightly bent, like the smile on the snowy day in the back mountains. He looked at the sun and thought that he was finally free.

"That's not it," I shook my head, "Open your mouth wider."

He kept smiling, and opened his mouth a little wider, exposing his teeth.

"It's not..." I turned my head to see that he was smiling all the time, but it was a bit exaggerated and ugly.

"You frown." I said again, "then close your mouth and smile."

Jiang Wuque frowned obediently, put away the exaggerated smile on the corners of his lips, only raised it slightly, looked at me again, and habitually waited for my orders.

At this moment, he is smiling, like the Jiang Wuque I am familiar with, mild and gentle, a little weak and forced.

"Okay," I was satisfied, "keep this smile, and I will tell you to smile in the future, and you will smile like this."

"Yes." He replied with a smile.

"Then continue now." I picked up a clean bamboo leaf and held it in my hand, "Today you must teach me to blow at least three different notes."

"Yes." Still smiling, he answered slowly.

However, Jiang Wuque never tires of his troubles, but I can only play high and low notes.

"Am I stupid?" After feeding him medicine, I held the bowl and asked him with a pouted mouth.

He stopped opening his mouth to swallow the medicine I was feeding, stared blankly at me for a while, and replied, "I don't know."

"Is Sun Yingyu stupid?" I asked in another way.

This time he really answered quickly, "Not stupid."

"Jiang Wuque..." I took back the spoon and put it into the medicine bowl, "If Sun Yingyu told Jiang Wuque that she liked him a little, what would Jiang Wuque say?"

Jiang Wuque didn't move, he looked at me with half-opened eyes, his eyes were numb, and then he replied, "You lied to me."

With a shake of my hand, half a bowl of medicinal soup was spilled all over myself and Jiang Wuque.

"Sorry……"

I leaned down and wiped the medicine on his body with my sleeve, a strand of hair slid to the side of my face, I slowly pressed the ground, raised my head, and looked at his slightly upturned chin, "Did someone teach you to answer that?" ?”

Jiang Wuque lowered his eyes, "Yes."

"Jiang Yulang...!"