What kind of bad thoughts can Mr. Xiao have?

Chapter 62 Chapter 61
Hearing the beating heartbeat that satisfied him, he propped himself up and hung above her, but he had no intention of climbing onto this bed.

"The opportunity I want is not to pursue you, not to love you in the way you expect, and not to beg your forgiveness with this pitiful look.

I know that I cannot get your forgiveness for my sins.

As long as there is even the slightest possibility of this, I will not kill Yan Weiguang, right?

We are one kind of people, little moon.No one takes our hearts seriously, but our obsession is deeper than anyone else.

Didn't you ask why I don't want to go to someone else? "

He hooked her index finger with the collar, lowered his head and buried her neck, and sighed in comfort.

"It's not that I'm shameless, little moon, although you will never leave my side, but without me, who else would you fall in love with?
If we have already determined that this heart will only beat for each other at the first meeting, then who else will people like us fall in love with?
You should admit, you can see my love for you, if you have been loved by someone like me, who else would you fall in love with?

Who would make you want to kill him?Who would make you wish you had never seen him?Who would love you like I do? "

Meng Keshu couldn't resist the madness and obsession in his words, and couldn't deny every word he said.

Regardless of whether he is regarded as an enemy or an enemy, he is the person who understands her best in this world.A bosom friend is not good at listening to the sound of the piano, but one can know the elegance of the string, and one can understand the mind of all thoughts.

She understood that even if it was just for the empathy at the moment, for the speechlessness at the moment, she had no reason to keep him out of the wall of her heart.

"I love you so much." He kissed the side of her neck.

"I love you so much." He rubbed her chin.

"I love you so much." He closed his eyes and waited on her lips.

He remembered that she hated coercion the most.

Meng Keshu shook off the gold chain on his wrist and pushed his neck ring away.

He still closed his eyes, as if waiting for her final judgment, as if listening to the oracle after cutting his heart as a sacrifice.

Even if he is only seduced by him at this moment, as long as he can't see the confusion in her eyes, it can be regarded as her accepting him.

Her breath fell on his lips one after another, and he fantasized very realistically that she would get close, wrap his arms around him, and give him a kiss that could be delivered to his soul.

He even curled his lips at his imagination, as if such a beautiful thing had already happened, and he just went back to before it all started and lived it all over again.

"Li Kong, let me think again..."

She closed her eyes tightly, pulling away from the viscous atmosphere that was about to drown her.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He opened his eyes to look at the unfeigned rejection in her eyes, and laughed out loud at himself, but it was more desolate than weeping.

He is a bamboo rooted in the wrong soil, a young bamboo rooted on the shore of a lake overflowing.Fish, shrimp and crabs gnawed at his bamboo roots, and the waves of water skewed his body.

If he wants to survive, he can only try to grow twisted and ugly aerial roots towards the dry embankment, and can only grow in a posture that is incompatible with the bamboo forest.

Is he still bamboo?His leaves are withered and yellow, his bamboo body is withered and green, and his roots are dirty and brown. In order to survive, how can he keep himself decent and innocent?
Did he climb ashore?But the water eats him, the sand grinds him, the moth cuts him.Sooner or later, on the day when he is no longer able to grow towards the dry soil, he will allow himself to fall, drifting into rivers, lakes and seas, dying in the darkness.

He hates, he resents, he is angry, he is sad, he curses everything, he blames everything.

Only at night would he calm down, looking at the bright moon in the sky, watching the shimmering waves push the moonlight towards him.

That was the only Jiaojiao he loved.

But Jiaojiao pushed him away.

He gritted his teeth, endured the great humiliation, and resolutely got up from her arms, about to leave in embarrassment.

But where can he go, the golden chain around his neck is locked on her ankle, his heart is drawn to her by an invisible thread, where can he go?
"Li Kong!"

She hurriedly got out of bed, ran towards him with bare feet, hugged his thin waist from behind, and covered his chest with her palms in front, letting his heart that was getting cold a little bit feel the pain passing through the skin. coming temperature.

"Let me think, let me think again, okay?"

She anxiously explained her refusal, but she was unwilling and afraid to turn to him again.

She was afraid that she would see his eyes, and she was afraid that she would agree to all his demands in order not to see his sadness.

Li Kong's bare chest was warmed up by her little by little, and they cuddled quietly like this, until he recovered from the suffocation feeling like being pressed into the bottom of the water and couldn't breathe, then he responded to her words.

"It's okay, little moon."

He forcefully pulled her in front of him, but covered her eyes.

"I promise you, I won't do anything else until you are willing... to marry me."

She couldn't see his expression, but only knew that his voice was extremely gentle, like a sharp bamboo shoot gently scratching the palm of his hand.

So she nodded, looked up and smiled at him, and hugged him again.

But there was only a piece of ice and snow in his eyes.

The most secret longings can only be filled with the most explicit desires.

Just like you can't raise a piranha with just sunshine and rain.

If only she had experienced everything he had experienced, she would definitely learn to hold each other firmly like him, and linger with him unreservedly in the sea of ​​desire and love.

Instead of pushing him away, again and again.

Even if the distance between her and him is infinitely narrowed, there is always a last layer of almost negligible film between her and his body. Even if his soul collides with his body, even if his head is bloody, it will not be able to poison her with the madness in his blood. point.

To love her brilliance is to love her never-falling sobriety and aloofness.

Even if she could never empathize with his love.

He couldn't love her and hate her at the same time.

It's just that he felt tired. He accepted himself and reshaped himself. When he finally broke the cocoon that bound him, he found that she was the moonlight that moths couldn't catch.

She hugged him, but he felt that the blazing fire of love that had been burning in his body was slowly shrinking, and finally turned into smoldering coals, which couldn't burn her, but burned all the time. with him.

She didn't know whether the rejection at this time was right or wrong. It seemed that there was an invisible morality criticizing her for being soft-hearted just now, criticizing her for not being emotional with such a person, let alone forgiving.

But she is already alone, why can't she be loyal to her heart, why does she have to look forward and backward, does she need others to help her make decisions in her life?

For the first time, she took the initiative to approach him, wanting to help him tear up that layer of film and pull out all the morals that had nothing to do with her from her body.Don't be someone's daughter, don't be someone's sister, don't be someone who carries old grudges, stop everything and love him.

They hugged each other silently, each suffering from the broken self.

"I like you, Li Kong, I like you."

She buried herself in his arms, and after saying this sentence, she felt unprecedented joy.

He rested his head on her shoulder, Wabi Sabi's eyes didn't fluctuate.Her confession was too pale in his ears, and he couldn't make his heart shake after repeated disappointments.

She is still unwilling to give what he wants, so everything else is just a perfunctory way of expressing her heart.

"Well, I love you too, little moon."

See, she doesn't even want to use the word "love", what he gave her is the best heart.

"I just need time, okay, don't be sad, you are fine, I... probably will promise you soon, trust me?"

She kissed his chest.

"Okay, I believe you."

Little liar.

Two days before the Longevity Festival, Wei Huai'en and his party arrived in the capital.

Along the way, Jiang Hong always wanted to have a chance to chat with Wei Huai'en alone, but she didn't give him the chance at all. He just stayed in the carriage with Xiao Qiti, who was recuperating, and even Jiang Hong brought back the sweat that Jiang Hong brought back to her in the northwest. Blood horses are not willing to ride.

He also wanted to go over to warn Xiao Qi, but seeing his sleepy face and thinking about how he was tied into a blood gourd that day, he couldn't say anything.

Wei Huai'en finally promised him that after Xiao Qi recovered, he would take him to the General's Mansion, Jiang Hong stopped looking for trouble.

But the General's Mansion will wait for Wei Huaien's explanation, but Emperor Yonghe will not.

Wang Zhiqiu reported Wei Huai'en's actions in Mingzhou to Emperor Yonghe in detail. Eunuch Le waited at the gate of the city and directly brought Wei Huai'en into the palace alone.

Xiao Qi had already heard Wei Huai'en talk about Emperor Yonghe's plan, so when she was about to get off the car, he grabbed her sleeve:

"I'll take you to the gate of the palace."

"No need."

She stroked his face and pressed him to lie down.

"Wait for me at home, I'll be back soon."

Although he no longer calls himself a slave, he still instinctively obeys her arrangements, even though he has basically recovered and does not need to rest in bed.

"Let's go, Eunuch Le."

Wei Huai'en got on the bloody horse and followed the Imperial Forest Army towards the palace gate.

Wei Huai'en was a little surprised that Budu was still leading the way. He didn't expect that even Eunuch Le would be respectful in front of him.

"Your Highness."

He twirled the beads and suddenly said:
"You shouldn't have rescued Xiao Qi."

"What advice does Master Budu have?"

When talking about Xiao Qi, she spoke with thorns.

Budu tightly clenched the hand holding the Buddhist beads, and after a few breaths he spoke again:
"Your Majesty is furious, you have to deal with it carefully."

"Thank you."

Wei Huai'en thanked him plainly, and stopped looking at him.

The gate of the palace had arrived, and this time Budu stopped at the door, signaling her to go in alone.

This was the harbinger of the coming rain, Wei Huai'en felt a sense of the dust settled, and even looked back at today's cloudless blue sky, took a deep breath, and stepped into the threshold.

Budu was the only person left at the door, and even the Imperial Forest Army was pushed back a long way.

After Wei Huai'en saw the ceremony, he couldn't hear Emperor Yonghe's voice for a long time, so he just knelt on the ground, feeling the increasingly suffocating atmosphere.

"What happened to Xiao Qi?"

Emperor Yonghe stood in front of the ancient shelf, flipping through the ancient books leisurely, and his tone was very easy-going, but the more normal he looked, the more furious he was.

"My son doesn't want to kill him."

Under the pressure of the emperor, even though Wei Huai'en had made enough preparations, he inevitably lost his confidence.

"I don't want to? Why, you didn't always want to sit in my chair. Now that I give you this opportunity, you dare to disobey your father for the sake of an eunuch?"

Emperor Yonghe's last sentence was extremely serious, and he turned to look at Wei Huai'en with cold eyes.

"I dare not..."

Just as Wei Huai'en said these words, he was hit hard on the head by a hard object. He felt a white light in front of his eyes, and the wound was cold with pain.

It is impossible for Emperor Yonghe's anger to be aimed at her alone. If she doesn't say anything at this time, Emperor Yonghe will send someone to execute Xiao Qi to death in the next moment, and then slowly settle accounts with her.

So she straightened up despite her dizziness, and calmly met Shang Yonghe's sword-like gaze.

"Xiao Qi has deep affection and righteousness for my son and minister. Without him, there would be no son and minister today. Father, apart from him, my son can agree to any conditions."

King Duan was too busy to take care of himself in the northern border, and King Rong couldn't compete with her. Rather than saying that she was submissive, it was better to say that she was reminding Emperor Yonghe that if he chose her, he had to accept Xiao Qi.

Only when Xiao Qi is tolerated, will she accept all the conditions of Emperor Yonghe to maintain a balance of power, and will no longer oppose him, no longer be obedient to him, no longer secretly cultivate power.

Emperor Yonghe can safely use her, she will accept his surveillance.

Just like the use of eunuchs in the palace, a princess who works with eunuchs, even the first female prince of the dynasty, is only an extension of the king's will.

"My son only wants Xiao Qi."

Blood spread from the corner of her right eye, and blood flowed down her cheek from the wound on her head.She looked up at her Jun father without any emotion, only a cold exchange of benefits.

"Okay, good, you have deep love and righteousness! Do you still have the sense of shame to treat that eunuch as a treasure? And make a deal with me for him? I must kill him today!"

Emperor Yonghe sat on the dragon chair with his sleeves flicked, and slapped the carved dragon armrest.

"If you want to kill him, my son will not live alone."

Wei Huai'en was not afraid of his majesty, from the moment she was determined to protect Xiao Qi, she had already put life and death aside.

"The queen mother once said to my son that the most precious thing in this world is a sincere heart. My son has found it, and whether my father accepts it or not, I will never give up on Xiao Qi in this life."

She raised her sleeve to wipe the blood that blurred her vision, then lowered her head and laughed.

"Father, do you still remember the appearance of the queen mother? The queen mother has been gone for so many years, and even the son can hardly remember it. It's just that in the whole life of the son, apart from the mother and elder brother, only Xiao Qi can treat him with heart and soul.

You see him as an eunuch, but when Ke Erchen looks at him, he can only see his heart.

The son-in-law could have said that even if you support the son-in-law, it is impossible to allow the son-in-law to marry the important minister, or even get married, so it doesn't matter who the son-in-law chooses.

But Erchen didn't want to say that, because Erchen didn't order him casually after seeing the situation clearly, he didn't settle for the second best, Erchen only wanted him.

If the father wants to kill him, he should kill his son first. "

　Wei Huaien: No one can take away the person we women want to protect
　　
　
(End of this chapter)