Chapter 22 Chapter 22

Duan Yuerong's black hair was the same color as his black armor, and it was slightly messy draped over his shoulders. A few strands of hair brushed over his knife-scarred breastplate, and gently fell to my forehead. The fresh blood reflected the cold and savage purple pupils, like Shura who just came down from the battlefield of hell, the strong smell of blood and dust permeated the air, and the armor on his hand slipped through my lips, The blood on the armour, along with the blood on my lips, poured into my mouth, but it was so bitter and salty, I couldn't tell if it was mine, his, or the enemy he killed on the battlefield.

I have known him for two lifetimes, and we have been together for seven or eight years. I am already used to the strong smell of blood and murderous aura on his body, but I have never felt disgusted and hated like tonight. I frowned slightly, pushed his hand away, sat up slowly, moved in, lowered my eyes and said indifferently: "Congratulations, Your Highness, for taking down Luoxie City." I didn't speak anymore, leaning on the step chair behind, and he was sitting opposite, looking at me silently, his eyes became more and more cold: "Don't you ask me why I appeared in Doma City?"

I yawned, and said lightly: "Your Highness just stopped fighting, and you're running all the way, you should rest earlier, don't tire yourself out." Having said that, I stood up and wanted to go to Qi Fang's place and squeeze in with my four elders all night. Before reaching the curtain, Duan Yuerong suddenly stopped me and hugged me back with that amazing brute force. I was imprisoned in a bloody arms like steel. His strength was so great that he could even hear my bones. I endured the pain, and looked at his ferocious purple pupils in the bronze mirror opposite, his black figure was very blurred in the bronze mirror, as cruel as a ghost: "Mujin, do you know how many beauties King Guangyi has by me?" Are you a prisoner? Do you know how coquettish and charming those women are?"

I began to struggle, Duan Yuerong tightened his iron arm, I cried out in pain, his tongue licked my earbuds, and engulfed my earlobe, my blood surged up, a wave of heat rushed into my chest Neck, his voice was sweet and devilish, mixed with blood, which made me suffocate: "My subordinates and I haven't touched a woman for more than half a year. They are all drooling and asking me for these beauties. Some people I can't help it, I started playing with these women in front of me, Mu Jin, guess what I thought at the time?" It’s been a long time since he was so furious, his arms strangled the air in my chest, but I heard him say with hatred: “I didn’t keep any of those women, and I didn’t even think about it, because when I saw a woman, I felt so angry. It's all your face, so I rushed over here non-stop, when you dreamed of your old love in the spring, I just want to see you every moment, every time, only to see you, just to see you..."

His hatred finally turned into helplessness, with a trace of sadness, his hand moved slightly, and I finally had the opportunity to take a deep breath, and then my breathing was seriously disordered, because his hand shamefully penetrated into my cloak, The cold hands and nails made my nipples hurt. He gnawed at my neck, biting my skin, and asked softly and cruelly: "Who do you really like? Taxue or Feiyu, tell me Me, Hibiscus, which of them makes you happier in bed?" He turned me over abruptly, pressed me on the felt blanket, rubbed against my body slightly, and whispered in my ear with contempt and anger, "Say it! You watery woman, who the hell is that?" Makes you cry out with joy."

I slapped him long ago, but he twisted his handsome face, and he didn't stop his aggression on my body at all. I kicked his lifeblood. Obviously, the thing that hurt him so much eight years ago This trick, but now it is useless to him at all, instead he was easily grabbed by him, and then his legs were separated by him, he sneered at me coldly, fixed my hands on top of my head, my clothes were like mine His dignity was shattered, and amidst the tears, he could only see the innocent and infatuated smile of the red-haired boy in the rain of cherry blossoms. However, that smile became blurred, and finally it clearly became the face of another celestial boy.

In the previous life, Chang'an betrayed me, so in this life, I have loved and hated Wangqing, and I pretended that I would never be the person who betrayed my heart in this life. Following in the footsteps of Chang'an, falling in love with someone who shouldn't be loved at all, maybe Feijue should forget me, so that at least I won't have the pain of my previous life, or maybe Duan Yuerong is right, I am indeed a woman who is easy to make fun of , don't deserve anyone's love at all. Suddenly, my heart was like dead wood and ashes, the warmth was no longer there, and all the vitality slipped into the endless darkness. I stopped struggling and let his hands and his kisses caress my whole body.

He finally found out about my abnormality, I looked at his blurred and lustful purple pupils, tears fell down my ears powerlessly, and my heart was exhausted: "Maybe you are right, I am a woman who is easygoing," he said. Dazed for a moment, his purple pupils widened and looked at me fiercely and angrily. I closed my eyes weakly, and said sadly: "You can do whatever you like. I'm tired, really tired." "Hibiscus," his trembling hands pulled me up, and I was deeply buried in his arms. My head was thrown back weakly, and my long hair was like black petals slashing across the candlelight. His shadow was tangled in his black hair, obviously entangled, the bloody smell in his throat gradually diffused, and his heart was extremely cold.

His hands are either light or heavy, as if deliberately igniting my desire, his cold armor rubs against my skin, making me tremble continuously, his obsessive kiss moves from my chest to my teardrops , but stopped, I heard his rapid breathing, his hand moved to my lower abdomen. His cheeks were flushed with lust, his breathing was unsteady, his lips whispered my name eagerly, licked my tears away, sucked my lips, tossed and turned, teased me with utmost tenderness All my senses, my breathing became dry, but I instinctively bit his tongue fiercely, he backed away in pain, suddenly pushed me away, and stared at me from there.

The rain outside the window was dripping, a gust of wind suddenly blew in, and the curtain was blown down with a bang. The candle flickered and then went out suddenly, and it was a wisp of green smoke that curled up weakly in the dark night, extinguishing all the fires. The love and hate in the room, there is darkness between me and him, he can't see the blood gushing from my mouth, and I can no longer see the storm in his eyes, there is only terrible silence in the room and the sound of wind and rain from outside the tent, just like heaven crying. After a while, I finally stopped the blood in my throat, calmed down my violent cough, silently picked up the broken clothes, put them on my body, got into the bed, and continued to bend my body to hug Himself, bury your head and go to sleep.

I thought he would go to the camp that Meng Zhao had prepared for him, but I heard the sound of him taking off his armor, and then he slipped into my bed lightly, and slowly hugged me from behind. After touching me, his breathing calmed down, he stroked my hair with one hand, and whispered in my ear: "When I went to Tubo, Xiyan always pestered me and asked me, where is Dad going?" gone." "..." I didn't answer, and opened my eyes, staring blankly at the dark front. "I told her that I am her father and you are her mother. This stinky bastard still doesn't understand. You have returned to Yeyu with me. You must teach her well. After all, she is also the only daughter of my Prince Dali. Don't Let her lose my face." His voice was deliberately relaxed, as if he was chatting with me about family affairs, and everything just now seemed to have never happened at all. I continued to remain silent, slowly shrinking into a ball like a watermelon bug, and Duan Yuerong also followed my shape, encircling me tightly like a snake, but still whispering some daily routines in my ear as before Lock things, such as the victories on the battlefield, how to divide the beauty's property equally, until he and I fell asleep with infinite exhaustion. In the early morning, I woke up to the loud and distant Tibetan songs, and Duan Yuerong beside me was still soundly asleep. In his sweet sleep, his brows were flat, his breathing was even, his mouth was opened stupidly, and he was flowing. The so-called "Dragon Saliva" is like an innocent baby, his right hand is holding my left hand tightly, not far away his armor is thrown in disorder on the felt blanket, I gently want to pull out my hand, but he Instead, he turned around and hugged me tightly, and whispered softly, "Love... Mujin, I'll take you to love." I was startled, thinking he was awake, and then he just put his head mixed with blood, sweat and other smells on my chest, beautifully using my upper body as a pillow, and murmured a few words Reflecting his wolfish ambition, the long hair that was also full of smell covered my face like a thick towel, almost smothering me to death. After a while, he calmed down again. I lightly pulled a pillow, pulled away from my body slightly, and said that when he moved over again, I stuffed the pillow into his arms and let him drool "dragon saliva" to dream . I walked out of the tent, facing a plateau wind, opened my eyes, took a deep breath, walked a little farther, and came to a high slope with a boundless sky above my head, and towering green hills on the horizon , the top of the steep snow-capped mountain presses down on the mountain full of emerald greens, as if silently smiling at the small beings, and the big blue lake at the foot of the mountain appears in front of you, like a crystal blue flashing sapphire. , a group of Tibetan figures were walking unhurriedly by the lake, a slim red figure sitting on a white mount in the team was very obvious, only a slow and ethereal singing sound floated in the distance, following the boundless The dusty blue gradually penetrated into my blood, my soul, and all the hustle and bustle seemed to be far away from me. I closed my eyes, couldn't help but relax the corners of my mouth, and quietly listened to the song drifting by. "Do you like this place?" Duan Yuerong's voice came from behind, and I immediately fell into a firm and broad embrace, "If you like it, after I take Ye Yu down, I will live here with you every day." I looked up, lost in a pool of purple tenderness, his wet and tangled hair was loosely tied behind his head with a gold ribbon, he was wearing a white brocade Tibetan robe with a neckline The fringed white sable hair was blown crooked by the breeze, and then stood up mischievously one by one, the rosin from his body after bathing wafted from his nose, mixed with a very light masculine breath, a bit tired like a modern noble and handsome man The CEO of this man sprinkled cologne lightly after showering, came to the office refreshed and greeted his female colleagues with a smile, and then fascinated a large number of female colleagues. .