The host is so handsome

Chapter 120 The Title Is Pressed ([-])
"Wen Zhuqing," the man opened his eyes and said cruel words calmly, "If you use it to hit people in the future, I will be disabled."

"Who told you to hit me earlier to cheer him up? It has nothing to do with me—hmm! Please...lightly, lightly..."

After all, Wen Zhuqing was kicked out of bed. He put on his pants aggrievedly, went to the kitchen to make breakfast without complaint, and waited for Ji Liang to wake up before serving it with him.

"Ah Liang, I just packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen. I saw that there are not many herbs left. It's not snowing now. Let's go find some."

Wen Zhuqing approached the person who was reading and practicing handwriting all day long, took the pen from her hand, and smiled brightly.

Ji Liang ignored it directly, took another brush, and said coldly, "No."

The system took a sip of the rock candy pear boiled by the little bum, and lamented that its host was going to smell really good again.

The snow was heavy last night, the forest was completely white, and the branches were wet black. Wen Zhuqing followed Ji Liang, exhaling hot air from time to time to warm his hands.

His hands and feet tend to be cold in autumn, and it's even worse in winter now, not to mention digging up herbs later, if he dipped in some water, he would probably turn purple from the cold.

"What are you stopping for?" Wenzhu Qingnuan started to walk, and didn't notice that the person in front stopped and bumped into him, but the other person didn't reply, but took his hand to cover it.

"Don't freeze to death."

Otherwise it will pollute the land.

The host's words... nothing wrong.

The system drank a bowl of chicken soup, looked at the progress bar that was just a little bit away, and felt that it would be great to get the grade point today.

Wen Zhuqing raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and said, "How could I be willing to freeze to death? You must know that the underworld is so cold, only you are the warmest."

"It's not good to be poor." Ji Liang withdrew his hand and ordered, "Dig up this piece of grass."

"Aren't you lying to me, why are there so many!"

Gee.

"Do it or get out," Ji Liang said expressionlessly, "Don't get in my way."

"You are so unfeeling," Wen Zhuqing knelt down to dig the herbs with a small shovel, muttering non-stop, "If you bully me like this again in the future, I will run away from home..."

"No one can stop you."

"Hmph, if I really leave, and you don't care about your body, wouldn't I want to be a widow?"

"To shut up."

Ji Liang rubbed his forehead, suppressed the urge to beat this person violently, went elsewhere, and came back with a beautiful red plum in his hand to gag him.

After Wen Zhuqing dug up the herbs on his own, he obediently waited where he was.Seeing someone come back, just as he was about to feel dissatisfied, a branch of red plum was thrown into his arms.

"It's for you." Ji Liang threw the herbs he dug into the basket and walked away.

Wen Zhuqing held the branch of plum in a daze for a while, then picked up the basket and chased after the person in the distance, the smile on his face was warmer than the sun peeking out.

He seems to remember that a long time ago, someone picked a newly opened red plum to coax him, and later... it became his habit to pick the first plum in winter.

That person should be his Ah Liang.

The system looked at the progress of brushing and opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate. The host is still as strong as ever.

After returning to the wooden house, Wen Zhuqing found a wooden tube and put the red plums in it and placed it on Ji Liang's calligraphy practice table, then left to put the herbs in the kitchen, ready to make lunch.

I don't know what kind of medicine Ji Liang boiled for him, and it will heal so quickly, even more powerful than panacea. He only feels energetic now, and he doesn't have the weakness after recovering from the illness at all.

Wen Zhuqing hummed and tuned to wash his hands and chop vegetables. He has become more and more proficient in these days. It is cold today, and soup is the best way to warm the stomach.Thinking that there were still radishes in the yard, he put the chopped vegetables in a bowl and then put them into the pot later, and went to pull out the big white radishes first.

"It's freezing cold, why come out to make these by yourself?"

The cold and reddish hand was suddenly surrounded by warm palms. The caller's voice was deep and magnetic. Wen Zhuqing was startled, and then he quickly threw away the other person and fled. Unexpectedly, the caller moved very fast and pulled him in the next second. In my arms.

"Ah Liang, run away!!" Wen Zhuqing shouted when he couldn't break free. Now that Meng Bin has found this place, he can still survive, but Ji Liang will definitely die. What's more, her injuries have not healed for a long time. I'm afraid I won't be able to get a good deal.

"Surround this place."

The dark guards appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the place tightly. Meng Bing hugged Wen Zhuqing's waist tighter and tighter, and said with a gloomy face, "Ji Liang, you'd better come out, or I will kill him."

He suddenly took the long sword of the secret guard and placed it on Wen Zhuqing's neck.

"Despicable!" Wen Zhuqing's brows and eyes were full of anger, he struggled, and there were traces of blood on his neck.

Meng Bing's pupils shrank slightly, but he didn't let go. He just stuck to his ear helplessly and said, "Ah Qing, she will come to save you..."

"Bastard!"

"Ji Liang, don't come out, I'm fine!"

No matter in the previous life or this life, that woman made him crazy with jealousy...

Why can't Ah Qing love herself?
The sword in Meng Bing's hand was a little deeper, and Wen Zhuqing's blood began to drip to the ground.

"Meng Bing," the person in his arms suddenly calmed down, "She has never been affectionate towards me at all, and she won't come out. You can kill me and see."

"You don't know, good Ah Qing, she is willing to die for you, it was like this in her last life."

Something seemed to flash through his mind. Wen Zhuqing didn't catch anything, but his head began to hurt slightly.

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Meng Bing's mouth, and he kissed the cheek of the person in his arms, enjoying this tormenting process very much.

The most painful thing in this world is life and death. Since he can't get Ah Qing's love, then destroy Ah Qing's love, so that he can feel better.

A cold figure walked out of the wooden house, causing Wen Zhuqing's heart to stop.

Why, come out...

Ji Liang's brows and eyes didn't fluctuate, and he came forward, and the surrounding guards pointed their swords and followed.

After being no more than ten steps away from Wen Zhuqing, she stopped, looked at the handsome emperor, and said coldly: "If you take my life, you will be rewarded."

"No!!!"

Ji Liang suddenly snatched the sword of the secret guard beside him and stabbed him without hesitation. No matter how exhausted Wen Zhuqing's words were, he could not cover up the muffled sound of the sword sinking into his body.

Meng Bing laughed out loud and let Wen Zhuqing go over to say goodbye.

The sky was still clear, with no cloudy clouds, no snow or rain to exaggerate the desolate atmosphere, and the white snow on the ground began to be stained red. Wen Zhuqing approached with staggering steps, leaving nothing but a blank mind.

He fell to his knees and hugged Ji Liang in his arms. His eyes were sore and astringent, and he couldn't say a word, but tears fell on his own.

"Forget me, he will be kind to you, I'm just a passerby."

"No..."

Ji Liang wiped away the tears that had slid down to his chin, and her tone was so calm that she didn't look like a dying person. She closed her eyes and said the last sentence, and then she didn't wake up again.

"Don't cry, ugly."

"Who doesn't cry ugly!" Wen Zhuqing grabbed her hanging hand, "Stop pretending to be asleep...I'm really angry!"

The system sighed helplessly, no one can stop the host's desire to escape, it is really ruthless.but--

It flipped through the newly updated world information carefully, and took a sip of the strawberry juice fed by the little bastard.

The world will always favor one person, and no one can tell the final outcome.

Such a stimulus made Wen Zhuqing faint from crying, Meng Bing came over to pick him up, ordered the land to be burned, and returned to the palace.

Her Royal Highness, the concubine, who looks unconscious to outsiders, is actually having a long dream, until the prosperity is gone, leaving only loneliness.

The two generations of Wenzhu and Qing Dynasty were human beings.

In her previous life, she was completely cured of dementia and became an official in the prime of her life, but she was born into the eyes of an emperor, and was imprisoned in the palace, separated from her loved one by yin and yang.

But in this life, he had to live again, but the heaven changed another way to make him part from life to death.

Meng Bing, ah Meng Bing... If there really is that Avici Hell in the world, I would like to cut off the blessings accumulated in the previous life and the fate of the next life, so that you can enter the eighteenth level of hell and escape from the way of reincarnation!

A drop of clear tears rolled down the corner of her eyes, and she was kissed gently.Wen Zhuqing raised his eyes and suddenly hugged the person and kissed him wildly.

Meng Bin was stunned for a moment, then responded immediately.

"Ah Qing...what's the matter with you?"

Wen Zhuqing choked in his arms, half of his clothes came off.

"I seem to have a nightmare. I dreamed that you died for me. I have been tortured in the hands of a woman for two lifetimes..."

Meng Bing suppressed the overwhelming joy, raised his hand to wipe his tears, and comforted him gently: "It's all over."

"Ah."

The person in his arms was the kind of enthusiasm he had never seen before. Sure enough, even the gods were helping him in this life, and it caused Ah Qing's memory to mess up and confuse people.

Meng Bing enjoyed this love with peace of mind, but something unexpected happened at the happy moment.

"Pfft!"

Wen Zhuqing took the hairpin from Meng Bin's head and stabbed it into his heart. The man had already taken off his shirt, so he received this blow for nothing. After being shocked, he actually used his hand and pressed it down deeply. There is boundless darkness in it.

"How I wish you could keep pretending... It's a pity that Ah Qing forgot that my heart is on the right side."

"If you want to have fun with me, you have forgotten most of it, so my husband will help you recall it."

"I want you to remember, the one you hate the most, the one you can't kill, the one engraved in your bones that can't be erased, is me, Meng Bing!"

It's cold inside the red gauze tent.

Wen Zhuqing looked at the red plum blossoms in full bloom outside the window, laughed miserably, and finally wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself, but was restrained and let him manipulate like a puppet.

In order to keep Wen Zhuqing, Meng Bing locked him in the bedroom, stuffed a kerchief in his mouth, and cut off all chances for him to commit suicide.

"Aqing, you also wanted to die like this in your last life, but you couldn't. Why are you resisting now?"

"I can give you what she can't, love me, she's dead..."

With a kerchief stuffed in his mouth, Wen Zhuqing couldn't speak, his eyes were deathly calm, and the pain on his body didn't seem to cause any ripples.

"Ah Qing, please look at me..."

Even though Meng Bin was so paranoid in love, he tried every means but failed to keep Wen Zhuqing.

He retreated from the crowd and guarded the mourning hall alone, only being drenched in coldness by the cold night.

Meng Bing was born in the emperor's family. He was supposed to be ruthless and ungrateful, but he was born into the way of love. He has never been able to get a smile from that person in two lifetimes.

Was he... really wrong?

If you love someone, shouldn't you try to keep them?He can't let it go, can't let it go, can't ask for it, why can't he occupy it?

Body and mind can get one, that's fine...Why, he still lost to Ji Liang?

Suddenly another voice sounded in the mourning hall, Meng Bing raised his head joyfully after being stunned, and was swallowed by the darkness before he could blurt out Ah Qing.

Qiu Xue burped, then turned into black mist and dispersed, drifting to a certain courtyard in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ji Liang took it back, and when it was dawn, he took an oil-paper umbrella and went out.

There is heavy snow with goose feathers in the sky, and the bluestone slabs are also covered with white.The ragged boy woke up from the cold, his clear eyes were very confused.

Where is this...?
A pair of embroidered shoes suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and the light above his head dimmed a little. He looked up, and saw a person under the red oil-paper umbrella, with indifferent eyes, slowly stretching out his hand towards him.

The young man smiled, held his hands and stood up, showing his white teeth on his dirty face, and said, "My name is Aqing. Is the girl still in need of someone to serve me?"

"No shortage." Ji Liang did a magic trick and threw him a branch of red plum, telling him to stop talking and making noise.

Alas, there are so many bugs in this world...

The system once again persuaded the host to come by crying, and now he was lying on his legs, drinking something to soothe his throat and reading the ending in the information.

I use red plums to express my love, and I will never forget it when I grow old. I can ask you to stay with me for three lifetimes. I am very lucky, very lucky. ——Wen Zhuqing
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