Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

Shen Xiangju's expression was frozen, his thin shoulders were shaking slightly, and his eyes were red, like a pitiful little rabbit.

Reason told him that the Mu Qing in front of him was scary, but a voice in his heart said that she would not hurt him.

He didn't know where he got his confidence.

Shen Xiangju was trembling with fear as he stretched out his white and tender hands, "But you can't just ignore it..."

He raised his head, his beautiful swan neck raised in a graceful and fragile arc, his eyes full of expectation, looking at Mu Qing pitifully.

Mu Qing breathed heavily, this time she really wanted to strangle him to death.

But seeing him act in fear while constantly seeking death, a familiar feeling came to my heart.

Mu Qing suddenly smiled, put her palm on his head and touched it, but there was no emotion in his eyes, even the desire was hidden deeply.

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"Cough cough cough..."

Mu Qing leaned on the bed with her temples supported, looking calmly at the young man with his back to her. He coughed and his shoulders shook slightly. When he stopped, she took his slender wrist and pulled him back.

Shen Xiangju fell into her arms, rubbed his cheek against her chest, and smiled with bright eyes, "I'm pretty good at studying, right?"

Mu Qing didn't answer him. He didn't know what he was thinking. His fingertips fell on his eyelids. The sudden weight made him subconsciously close his eyes. The smile on his face gradually faded and he asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

He couldn't see Mu Qing's eyes at this moment, which were as dark and obscure as the deep sea, almost drowning him, and her cold fingertips rubbed his eyelids.

You can feel the round outline of the crystal under the thin eyelids.

I recalled in my mind the foggy eyes just now, full of charm, not showing any signs of their usual dignified and demure look.

Those eyes have the purest color in the world, but they are also the most alluring beauty. There is no sense of incompatibility between the two contradictory temperaments in him.

She felt the same bewitching power in two completely different people.

The fingertips pierced the thin eyelids and dug deeply into them. Warm blood wrapped her fingers. The bright red liquid flowed quietly along the young man's clean, white and lifeless face. The blood exuded a rich sweet smell.

Mu Qing's dry throat rolled, and a frightening heat flashed across her eyes, but she retracted her hand with great restraint.

Shen Xiangju opened his eyes with doubts in his eyes. Only her shadow was reflected in his clear eyes, as if he was looking at his whole world.

The blood was boiling, desire was clamoring, and the restrained pain was replaced by another indescribable pleasure at this moment.

Mu Qing's eyes were a little dark, and she said calmly, "It's nothing."

Shen Xiangju didn't think much about it. He gently drew circles on her skin with his fingertips and pursed his lips with a smile. "Since we are all doing that, can we just..."

Mu Qing tapped his forehead with her fingertips and said calmly: "Don't even think about it."

Shen Xiangju nestled in her arms and nuzzled, "Why is this like this?"

...

Mu Qing has been very busy since then.

The war was still raging outside, with swords flashing and blood flowing like rivers.

But none of that can spread here.

In the military camp, at least in the world that Shen Xiangju saw, there was peace.

Shen Xiangju felt that his relationship with Mu Qing had at least made a qualitative leap, and he felt very relaxed during this period.

Mu Qing and several other generals were discussing business.

Shen Xiangju was wandering outside alone.

The weather is good today, the wind is gentle and the sun is shining brightly.

As Shen Xiangju walked, the surrounding environment became a bit unfamiliar. Although he had been to many places in the past few days, the military camp was too big and there were still places he had never set foot on.

There was a loud noise coming from a certain direction.

Shen Xiangju walked over with a puzzled look on his face.

After turning a corner, the line of sight suddenly widened. There was a ring in front of it, and the ring was surrounded by soldiers.

There are two people fighting on the stage.

What surprised Shen Xiangju was that one of them was a slightly thin man.

There are men in this military camp?

Shen Xiangju walked over and stopped outside the crowd.

Looking closer, the man looks pretty good, fair and fair, he must be quite young, and he has a mature temperament.

Unlike the aristocratic princes Shen Xianggu had seen in the capital, he had a kind of perseverance and intelligence that was hard to see.

The two fought fiercely.

That man didn't just show off his skills, every move was smooth and full of sharpness and power.

Shen Xiangju was a little curious about this man's identity.

At this time, someone was talking next to him.

"As expected of General Yan's blood, even if he is a man, he will not lose at all."

"Who says that men are weak and can only stay at home to care for their wives and raise children? I think General Yan is no better than a woman."

"I don't know what kind of person can be worthy of our little general Yan." The man's tone was full of regret.

"Don't think about it, it's not you anyway."

"I think General Mu is just right. General Mu is still unmarried, and he even risked his life to save General Yan on the battlefield before."

"The grace of saving one's life should be pledged with one's own body, I take it as a given."

The tips of Shen Xiang's ears twitched, remembering the injury on Mu Qing's palm.

It turned out to be to save the man's injuries.

General Yan, why does it sound so familiar?

In his impression, there seemed to be no family named Yan.

Shen Xiangju wanted to tell them out loud that the General Mu they thought had a master, but in the end he said nothing.

"Don't think about it, General Yan is engaged to His Majesty."

"That's nothing. The marriage happened many years ago. One was in the military camp and the other was in the capital. We haven't seen each other for so many years. Who still remembers the engagement?"

"That is also an engagement with His Majesty. Who dares to argue with His Majesty?"

Shen Xiangju was thoughtful.

Now he finally remembered why he felt so familiar to General Yan.

He took one last look at the ring.

The battle over there is also over. General Yan's smile is clean and beautiful in the sun, "I won."

The face of the woman opposite could not be seen, as if she was staring at him.

Yan Ping's mother and sister were both generals who fought bravely on the battlefield.

His mother and sisters all died on the battlefield many years ago.

My father was so sad that he died a month later.

He was the only one left in the Yan family, and he was still a weak man.

Yan Ping had a beautiful appearance. At that time, he was seen as an orphan. There were many aristocratic ladies who wanted to marry him home as concubines, but in the end they all stopped because he was engaged to Feng Lan.

There are not so many twists and turns in the back house of the General's Mansion, and Yan Ping doesn't have any good intentions. He is an orphan with no father, mother, and no supporter. He is married, and he doesn't know how he will be harmed in the intrigues and intrigues in the back house.

This marriage can be regarded as saving his life.

Everyone thought that Feng Lan would marry him, but they didn't expect that when Feng Lan ascended the throne, he would go to the border alone.

He has been at the border for ten years now.

Some people say that he came to the border because of Feng Lan.

This is indeed the case.