Everyone thinks I'm forced

It's disdainful, but even with such an expression, it is also extremely beautiful on her face. She said very proudly: "Shen Xingchang, don't think that you are really my elder brother by this name."

She stretched out her hand to pick a grape on the fruit plate next to her, but she didn't peel it, she just passed it in front of him, and he took it obediently, peeled it skillfully, leaned forward, and fed it to her mouth with her own hands.

Seeing her lightly/licking his fingertips seemingly unintentionally or intentionally, Shen Xingchang's expression remained unchanged, but he maintained his kneeling posture and looked at her very reverently.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Zhaozhao seemed to be used to it, and continued to domineeringly: "Don't forget your identity! It's nothing..."

Speaking of this, the wind blew outside and the curtains blew layer upon layer, her body trembled slightly, Shen Xingchang had already got up, took off his coat, wrapped her tightly, and then knelt down in front of her again, holding her hand feet, put them on my feet, as if nothing happened.

Shen Zhaozhao snorted angrily, and continued with his own words: "Dog thing."

Shen Xingchang smiled, full of the charm of a mature man, which made Shen Zhaozhao even more dissatisfied, and exerted a little force on his feet.

Shen Xingchang just said: "How can Zhao Zhao get angry with me? What is my identity? What is your identity?" He looked at Shen Zhao's vivid expression very sincerely and said: "Don't dirty your eyes."

Shen Zhaozhao was a little satisfied, retracted his feet, and said bluntly on the couch, "Have you done what I asked you to do?"

Shen Xingchang got up and hugged her into his arms, his fiery body instantly dispelled the coldness on Shen Zhaozhao.He unhurriedly picked up the fruit plate, and deftly peeled the fruit and stuffed it into her mouth, Fang said slowly: "It's over, make sure they won't come out and jump up and down again."

Shen Zhaozhao ate a few grapes, looked at her figure in his eyes, calmed down, and said, "That's good, I want no one in the court to dare to object to the matter of marriage! "

Shen Xingchang didn't stop in his hands, but there was some hesitation on his face: "The marriage..."

Shen Zhaozhao glanced at him, and Shen Xingchang moved his face to her hand obediently. She sneered, and patted his face lightly with her backhand, showing contempt: "Do you care about this? Let me ask you, Do you care about me getting married or about being free at last?"

Shen Xingchang is obviously a burly man with a mature look on his face, but he had no intention of resisting being so humiliated by her, hearing her question, he reacted quickly and said: "I am concerned about whether this matter can be accomplished. "

Shen Zhaozhao withdrew his hand, gave him a cold look and said, "What's your opinion?"

Shen Xingchang kept his subordinates, with a hint of worry on his face, he said: "Da Jin's ambition is obvious, I'm afraid he won't stop attacking for Zhao Zhao."

Shen Zhaozhao sneered, patted his face with his backhand, and humiliated: "A wild dog is a wild dog. When did I care about Ciguo?"

She straightened the back of her hand, and looked at her round and non-sharp fingers, shining charmingly under the light, Fang said with satisfaction: "When I become the queen of gold, Ciguo will be mine, why should I care about these things?"

Shen Xingchang frowned slightly for the first time, and his voice became softer: "Then Your Majesty?"

Shen Zhaozhao slapped him with a backhand, leaving a bright red palm print on his face. Seeing him showing fear, he said without a smile: "My son is the most honorable person, he never likes political affairs, Wouldn't it be wonderful to be able to be his carefree and noble person now?"

Even though she said so, she didn't have a sense of beauty, her eyes were cold, and she seemed to be gnashing her teeth with hatred.

Shen Xingchang's expression of fear flashed past, he held her hand again, and rubbed it lightly to prevent her hand from hurting, seeing her expression like this, he couldn't help but comfort him: "Your Majesty will definitely understand Zhao Zhao's deep meaning..."

Shen Zhaozhao returned to her previous delicate and charming look, leaned lazily on his body, and said quietly: "I don't ask him to understand me, I just ask him to be safe."

Shen Xingchang glanced at her cautiously, seeing that she was rarely feeling genuinely uncomfortable, so he also felt agitated in his heart, but he only said in a dull voice: "I will take good care of Your Majesty for Zhaozhao, and prevent him from being forced by the courtiers." .”

Shen Zhaozhao's eyes wandered, and she didn't know what to think of. After a while of silence, she suddenly asked, "What did Da Jin say?"

Shen Xingchang hugged her in a dignified way, and his peripheral vision stayed on her face all the time. Hearing this question suddenly, he thought for a moment and said, "Da Jin seems to be moving, but..." He paused slightly, seeing Shen Xingchang Zhaozhao frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied, before he dared to say: "I heard that Du Tianlu doesn't seem to think so..."

Shen Xingchang, who was kicked mercilessly by Shen Zhaozhao, seemed to have expected it. He didn't move, but looked at her worriedly.

Her usual arrogant face showed a bit of resignation, which made her look not as aggressive as before, showing a bit of weakness, and the look of helplessness when she lowered her eyebrows and eyes spontaneously aroused the man's desire to protect , but the words in her mouth were not as weak as her expression: "It must be that lowly servant who is dissuading me. Hmph~"

She snorted softly, she was extremely delicate and charming, as if facing something within her grasp.

She pushed Shen Xingchang away without a second thought, walked to the desk, but did not move, looked sideways at Shen Xingchang who was still in place, and he walked to the desk, laid out the letter paper, and grinded aside.

Although the appearance is rough and seems reckless, but Shen Zhaozhao has been trained/taught so far, it can be said that the mind is extremely delicate, the movement of grinding ink is gentle and patient, until the ink is flowing slowly, only then pick up the pen on the side, dip it in ink, Handed it to Shen Zhaozhao.

Shen Zhaozhao had no intention of admiring his actions, and was completely thinking about what to write next, and he wrote the small characters with hairpin flowers, which were extremely beautiful.

There was no delay in writing it in a single stroke. After finishing writing, she reread it and nodded with satisfaction. She only felt that the feelings were sincere and affectionate, and only then could she see a sincere heart.

She put down the pen, Fang turned around and asked Shen Xingchang: "How?"

After reading the contents of the letter, Shen Xingchang smiled slightly and said, "The love is so sincere, I think Du Tianlu will feel it too. Zhao Zhao's talent is no less than others."

After Shen Zhaozhao folded the letter paper, put it in the envelope, and wrote "General Du's personal letter", Fang handed it over to Shen Xingchang, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly became charming: "It must be handed over to Du Tianlu. Otherwise..." She laughed to herself, without any viciousness, but whispered to her lover: "I will punish you well."

Shen Xingchang had a look of fear on his face, he took the envelope and put it in his arms, not daring to look at her, he just said: "Don't worry, Zhao Zhao, this matter will never go wrong!"

Shen Zhaozhao glanced at him inexplicably, turned around and walked gracefully to the side of the bed, with his arms slightly outstretched, Shen Xingchang stepped forward to help her take off her clothes, and didn't stop until she wrapped them.

Shen Zhaozhao sat down on the bed magnanimously, ignoring the bright lights in the room, and pointed out: "You are only one step away from freedom, how about it? Why don't you stay today..."

Before the words were finished, Shen Xingchang took two steps back, and said as if he saw some scourge: "Even if there is no freedom, Xingchang is willing."

Shen Zhaozhao put away his expression bored, and waved his hand.

Shen Xingchang strode away from the secret passage.

Shen Zhaozhao was left alone in the room, with a dazed expression on her face, and she sighed very lightly.

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There is a short chapter around 9 o'clock~

Thank you for liking the text written by Tangerine~

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In addition, it is impossible to be to be, and it is also impossible to exchange feelings

The delicacy of the weak attacking strong, the stronger the contrast, the more delicious~

I hope that the little cuties can follow the oranges and slowly complete their love

I also hope that Juzi can write the story in my heart and show it to everyone

53. Jinjiang debut~

As time goes by, summer is approaching and the sun is getting stronger.

An Jiarui no longer wears a cloak, but he wears a thicker one than ordinary people, and his cough has also improved, and with one or two good friends around him, he relieved the boredom, and he seemed to be more cheerful.

In the past few days, Tianlu looked a little busy, and there were strangers coming and going in the mansion, as if something big happened, but it was calm, as if waiting for the big wave to set off.

Not to mention them between the pillars, they hurried past several times and left in a hurry.

It made Mu Yunge a little curious: "Jia Rui, why is this mansion so lively?"

An Jiarui looked from the window and saw the crowd surging, making one think that Du Tianlu's general camp had moved back to the mansion.

Seeing that An Jiarui seemed to be a little curious, Mu Yunge turned his head to look at the drop tower in the corner, which had no sense of existence: "Do you know what happened to the drop tower?"

Luota didn't lift his eyelids, and said: "Your Highness has something to do, please do it yourself."

Seeing that he couldn't get the truth from Luota's mouth, he leaned over to the window excitedly, looked with his head, and said to An Jiarui confidently: "I haven't seen the general's black face appearing for a few days. I'm really a little dissatisfied." Get used to it." As he spoke, he asked Liu Xing'an intimately, "Does Xing'an feel the same?"

Liu Xing'an was flipping through a collection, and upon hearing the words, he nodded perfunctorily without turning his gaze.

Mu Yunge was also used to his appearance of loving books more than lovers, touched his face and said, "Could it be that I've grown old? Otherwise, why don't you see the general jealous as usual?"

An Jiarui poured him some tea slowly, and comforted him, "Why don't you tell Yun Ge some strange news? Why put your mind on the general?"

Mu Yunge withdrew his eyes and said softly, "I feel uneasy if I don't see the general." He winked at An Jiarui, which made him laugh.But he also knew that Mu Yunge was worried about his fortune-telling.

Thinking about it this way, An Jiarui remembered that he wanted to talk about Yu Du Tianlu several times before, but was interrupted, and he still didn't tell him in the end.

Thinking of this, he was also a little worried, so he raised his eyes to Luota and said: "If the general is free, please invite him to come over."

Drop the tower to take the lead.

Mu Yunge smiled: "Everyone knows that Jia Rui hates the general..."

Liu Xingan said without raising his head: "Brother Mu, if you say such things in the general's territory, is it because you think the general's eyes are not enough?"

Mu Yunge thought for a while and said, "Since I have brother Liu, the general's cold eyes on me have been greatly reduced."

Liu Xing'an flipped through the book, but said to An Jiarui: "It can be seen that he is not confident."

An Jiarui was mixed in their daily cynicism, and dissed Du Tianlu's behavior by the way, which also made her feel dizzy. For some reason, the two of them are obviously easy-going people, but when facing each other, they often dislike each other So much so that every time I haven't said a few words, it's already like the tip of a needle.

Fortunately, the door slammed slightly, and Luota came back to report: "The general is free at this time, but he doesn't want to see..." He paused for a moment, and Fang said: "Would you like to go with me, Mr. Ruo?"

Liu Xing'an sneered from the side, and Mu Yunge shrugged.

It's true that An Jiaruisiji hadn't talked to him alone for a long time, and there was always Mu Yunge or Liu Xing'an next to him, and the light bulb was turned on at [-] watts.

In this way, he got up calmly and left with the falling tower, leaving the two of them facing each other on the spot, and then broke up unhappy.

study.

When An Jiarui arrived, Du Tianlu was writing at his desk. Seeing that the door was pushed open and An Jiarui walked in, he closed the paper and inserted it into the book. Then he stepped forward, and when he saw that the two were not behind him, he showed his face. Smile came, took his hand, and sat side by side at the desk, next to each other.

Seeing his happy face, An Jiarui paused, and couldn't help caring about him first: "Are you busy recently?"

Du Tianlu nodded slightly, and said vaguely: "There are some things to deal with." Then he changed the subject and said, "Jiarui, do you miss me?" See a flower.

An Jiarui nodded, "We haven't talked alone for a long time." His brows and eyes were slightly curved, and the sun and the moon paled in front of him.

When Du Tianlu heard the words, he thought of those two people first, and said bitterly: "Those two guys are really an eyesore, always following behind you..."

An Jiarui frowned and said, "The general doesn't like them so much?"

Seeing his unhappy expression, Du Tianlu resentfully said, "I just want you to look at me more..."

An Jiarui looked at him with a soft expression: "But the general thinks I'm here alone, and I don't have any friends or confidants. How boring is it?"

Du Tianlu blinked, as if smelling something ominous, he clenched his hand behind his back: "Does Jiarui intend to die?"

An Jiarui's voice became softer: "I just want the general to know that I, like you, have emotions and desires. It's not that otherworldly fantasy."

Du Tianlu tightened his hands slightly, as if he realized that Jiarui really came to have a heart-to-heart talk with him, straightened his sitting posture, and said: "Jiarui, if there is anything that I don't like, you can point it out. "

He lowered his eyes and said earnestly: "This is the first time I have learned how to love someone and how to cherish someone. Before this, I have never thought about it, and I don't know what ordinary people's love is like. If I for……"

He and An Jiarui looked at each other, seeming to be able to see each other's sincerity, Fang slowly said: "It makes you feel uncomfortable, you should tell me, I will change everything... Get rid of that." He withdrew his eyes, but showed The meaning of persistence.

An Jiarui raised a smile: "If you want to be with me for a long time, you shouldn't treat me like a canary in a cage, so you won't be surprised by the wind and rain." He glanced at the chaotic desk, which was full of open letters and the map, Fang continued: "I also hope that I can face the wind and rain with you side by side."

Du Tianlu blinked, with hesitation on his face, he was definitely unwilling, but this matter was too difficult for him, it was not difficult to open his heart, but if he talked about what he was doing, he subconsciously raised his vigilance This is not because he doesn't trust An Jiarui, but because of the education he has received.

In the long struggle for power, only oneself is the most trustworthy person, and others...

He withdrew his thoughts, thought for a while, and said to An Jiarui: "Does Jiarui know about resigning from the country and wanting to get married?"

An Jiarui pretended not to know, and asked curiously, "Ciguo wants to make peace with Dajin?"

Seeing his curious look, Du Tianlu fell silent again, wondering if he should tell him, if he thinks that I am interested in the Empress Dowager Ci...

He didn't want to be misunderstood by Jia Rui in the slightest, so he was more cautious, carefully considered his words, and tried his best to express his loyalty: "I have already rejected my elder brother! This matter is all a desperate plan for Ciguo! I..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Jia Rui rolled his eyes and laughed out loud, both teasing and meaningful: "Is the general really not tempted?"

Du Tianlu should have refuted without even thinking about it, but when he met Jia Rui's eyes, which were clear and calm, he couldn't help but pause.

This pause brought a sudden change in the atmosphere. Jia Rui raised his brows slightly, but the smile on his face disappeared instantly. He leaned forward and pressed in front of Du Tianlu inch by inch. His eyebrows and eyes met, showing a bit of strength Come.

He looked around Du Tianlu's expression slowly, not letting go, seeing Du Tianlu pursed his lips, under his eyes, he couldn't help but look away, his eyes wandered, and he seemed a little guilty.

An Jiarui didn't believe that a boiled duck like him could really run away with long legs, but seeing him act like this, he was really angry. From this point of view, he was acting affectionate, and he also said how much Du Tianlu had deep feelings for him , Vulnerable to power, that's all.

An Jiarui suppressed the anger in his heart, but his voice became cold: "So the general is already moved?"

Du Tianlu's words choked slightly, wanting to explain, but thinking of the strange emotions that did not resemble his inner thoughts, he couldn't help touching the string of beads in his hand, and An Jiarui followed his movements to look at the unremarkable string of beads. The skewers, unlike the low-key but expensive items on his body, looked cheap at first glance.

An Jiarui took two steps back, no longer being so aggressive, returning to an appropriate distance, and then smiled slightly: "So, it's my fault. If the general has something to think about, why don't you tell me?"

Du Tianlu lowered his eyes, and suddenly asked the earth-shattering words: "Jiarui, Qingchi and you..."

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54. Jinjiang debut~

Before he finished his words, there was still room for An Jiarui to refute.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet, only to hear the wind blowing the leaves slowly outside, making people feel bleak for no reason.

An Jiarui's eyes froze, and he quickly went through his memory. Fang frowned and asked in confusion: "Why did the general say that? Who is Qingchi?"

Du Tianlu looked up at An Jiarui, even at this moment, he still made him feel untouchable.

An Jiarui never let him have a real sense of owning him, it seems that this has always been his wishful thinking, Jiarui's occasional response made him overjoyed, but most of the time, he just felt that it was like sand in his hands. Like grains, the more you want it, the more you can't get it, you can only let it slowly scatter.

Thinking of this, he became more and more concerned about the existence of Qing Chi, whether they were also entangled when he didn't know it?

Du Tianlu withdrew his eyes and lowered his eyes, but the words in his mouth became sharper: "Does Jiarui also have someone he cares about?" He said in a very soft voice, as if coaxing: "If so, why not tell me ?”

An Jiarui was sure that he knew something, he groaned slightly, but he didn't want to entangle this matter with him, if he knew about the two reincarnations, what Qing Chi did, wouldn't there be a world turned upside down?

He resolutely said: "Am I the one who will give in? If I have someone I love, why should I hide it from the general? I have already said my feelings for the general, but now it seems that I am self-indulgent."

Du Tianlu's complexion was tense, and he rarely lowered his posture in front of An Jiarui.

Seeing An Jiarui's attitude, thinking about what his elder brother and grandpa said, he felt that he had taken on all the pressure and wind and rain, but Jiarui had a good chat with Mu Yunge, the mastermind of the assassination, and Liu Xing'an This kind of person who admires power talks heart to heart, but is unwilling to talk to him about returning to his previous life.

Du Tianlu seemed to feel cold in his heart, and thinking about the arrangements he had made for him in recent days, he felt even more unwilling, and suddenly stepped forward, trapping An Jiarui in his arms, with nowhere to escape, covered in aggression meaning.

He whispered in his ear extremely ambiguously and forcefully: "Did Jiarui never see everything I gave?"

An Jiarui tilted her head to avoid his heavy breathing, and suddenly realized that he had always been unwilling, not like modern people who regard love as air, and are willing to do anything just for the love in their hearts.What's more, no one in modern times would think that I love you so much in my capacity, and you should be so grateful.

It can be seen from this that how important it is for all beings to be equal, otherwise you need to show a flattered look when you are in a relationship?Isn't it ridiculous?

An Jiarui smiled heartily, and subtracted a few points from his affection, if he felt unwilling because of his status, even if he was affectionate, he was just pretending to be affectionate.

But thinking about himself, he doesn't have much true feelings. If he just wants to fall in love, why ask others to pour out his heart and soul?

The little flower in his heart restrained slightly, and stopped shaking his head to show his presence, for fear that it would be cut off with a single knife.

There was a bit of boredom in my heart, even though Du Tianlu still had the usual good looks and beauty, but An Jiarui was already bored, so his voice became a little lower: "What the general did, Jiarui also saw it, it's really shocking Jia Rui was flattered and terrified."

After saying this like a taunt, he paused slightly, feeling Du Tianlu's hands tremble slightly, hugging him tightly in his arms, and said something as if he wanted to be moved.

But An Jiarui said: "I just feel that the humble body is not worthy of the general's affection, so the general's affection is wrong."

Du Tianlu turned his head and looked at An Jiarui who was forcibly hugged in his arms. His expression was calm and there was no expression of reluctance. He seemed very calm.

The anger in Du Tianlu's heart stopped. This scene came later than he thought. He thought he should be rejected like this at the beginning, but he didn't expect to go around and go back to the same place?

He was a little angry, but the anger was not as good as the sudden impulse.

He wanted to see Jiarui's affectionate appearance, and also wanted to see him blooming for him, just like he did before, possessing him strongly and stubbornly, making him unable to escape, and has been imprisoned ever since.

Such a beautiful thought almost made him shake, especially when he saw An Jiarui who seemed to want to get away from his side wholeheartedly, he couldn't help himself, pressed himself closer, and kissed her.

An Jiarui was caught off guard, and was pinned down and licked wildly by him. When he realized it, he almost laughed angrily. Did he think that he could confuse this matter by getting close?

He exerted a little force with his hands, trying to push him away, but he didn't expect Du Tianlu to realize that he wanted to resist, but instead he used even more force, almost pinching bruises on his waist.

The other hand didn't stop either, and when he pulled it hard, the clothes burst open, revealing a little spring light. Without stopping, he touched down almost without hesitation, and slightly stretched out his hand on the edge of his trousers.

An Jiarui didn't realize it at first, but when he saw Du Tianlu's eyes widened with a ferocious look on his face, and seeing his actions like this, he almost thought it wasn't the Du Tianlu he knew.

Subconsciously, he raised his leg and was easily stopped by Du Tianlu. Instead, he groped up his leg, adding a bit of sex/passion, almost stripping An Jiarui of his body, and his mouth was not idle. From the neck to the chest, there are kisses/marks everywhere, and they look like monkeys anxiously.

The corner of An Jiarui's mouth curled into a sneer, and his straight and slender legs joined together, and Du Tianlu moved away quickly, stretched out his hands to hold his legs, and lowered his head slightly.

Before An Jiarui stretched out his hands, Du Tianlu pulled out his belt from nowhere, stretched it out and tied it, and tied An Jiarui's hands behind his back. His hands were merciless, causing his hands to hurt.

An Jiarui just now realized that with Du Tianlu's strength, he was the only one who could resist.

Seeing the end of the road, it seemed that everything was irreversible, and An Jiarui was almost knocked out by his anger. Even if he was blind, he would not be able to fall in love with a rapist. When he thought of the previous appreciation and joy, he felt a little nauseous , The colder the body, the more calm down the emotion.

From the corner of the eye, I saw the string of beads on Du Tianlu's wrist flickering slightly, from the first one to the last one, lighting up in turn until they formed a circle, like a seal and an imprisonment.

Du Tianlu's subordinates couldn't help but stop, his hands trembled involuntarily, his face turned pale, but he bit his lips and said nothing, and within a short breath, he had already crouched on the ground with his head in his arms, and he had no time to care about An Jiarui.

Sweat oozes from the top of his head, and the big one scratches, but he doesn't care at all, blood is on his lips, he still hasn't let go, trembling all over, as if he can't regain his senses.

An Jiarui looked at him like this, and at the string of beads, which kept flickering, then shrank his hands and slowly untied the restraint behind him.

There was a red and purple circle on his wrist, which was shocking. He rubbed his hands and coughed a few times in a low voice. Seeing the torn clothes scattered on the ground and Du Tianlu's clothes that had been soaked in just a short while, he felt angry for a while. Nowhere to vent.

Seeing that the string of beads seemed to flicker without stopping, he simply shouted and fell down the tower.

Luota hesitated for a while before pushing the door open, saw the scene inside the door, stepped in, and closed the door tightly.

First, he checked Du Tianlu's situation, and went through a set of procedures of pulse reading and acupoints smoothly. He was at a loss what to do. Seeing An Jiarui's distressed appearance, he took a coat and put it on An Jiarui. Fang frowned and asked, "This is Your Highness?"

An Jiarui didn't have a good face either, she wrapped her coat tightly, sat on a chair, nodded to Du Tianlu and said, "Just ask him."

Luota saw that his complexion was not good and his body was messed up, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He just took a soft cloth and stuffed it into Du Tianlu's mouth to prevent His Highness from hurting himself, and carefully wiped off the sweat from the side, looking at His Highness worriedly.

After a while, Du Tianlu still didn't get better, so he became impatient and wanted to take Du Tianlu to see the great witch.

Just as he was about to help Du Tianlu up, he was thrown by him. Fortunately, he reacted in time to dodge the falling tower, but just like that, Du Tianlu did not hold back in his moves, and all his strikes were ruthless.

Luota had no choice but to step aside, turned his head and asked An Jiarui, "Sir..."

An Jiarui rubbed his hands, the more he felt pain everywhere, the more impatient he was, he interrupted: "I don't know either."

Luota closed his voice resentfully, just by looking at An Jiarui's appearance, he knew that His Highness was in a terrible situation, and that he might have really angered him, so there was no end to it.

As the time passed, Luota wanted to go out to look for the big witch several times, but seeing that Du Tianlu had indeed improved, he forcibly endured it.

After a few breaths, Du Tianlufang stopped trembling, and the beads stopped flashing. He collapsed on the ground, silent for a while, until Luota approached with concern, and then said: "Get out." The voice was hoarse and hardly human-like Voice.

Luota froze for a moment, didn't move, and said: "I invite the witch..."

"Get out." Du Tianlu only gave him one word this time, lying on the ground, looking up at the roof, the sweating stopped, but he still had some convulsions, twitching from time to time, looking very serious.

Luota listened to his tone, stopped talking, and quietly exited the room.

With a "squeak", the door closed.

Du Tianlu still seems to be in an unknown mood, but An Jiarui has lost interest in watching the play, and just stood up from the chair, wanting to leave.But Du Tianlu suddenly said: "Jiarui..." His voice was hoarse and deep, as if he wanted to say something.

An Jiarui stopped and looked at him.

Du Tianlu paused, and Fang slowly said, "I seem to have turned into a monster."

An Jiarui raised his eyebrows, feeling that his excuse was really novel.

Du Tianlu lay motionless, seemingly disheartened and desperate: "How could I do such a thing?" He didn't get up, but murmured: "That's not me! I will do this kind of thing to you..." At this point, he paused slightly, showing a very bleak smile: "Did I also do this kind of thing to you when I returned to my previous life?"

An Jiarui didn't want to leave now, so he pulled the stool casually, sat beside him, looked at the disheartened Du Tianlu and asked, "When will the general know about returning to his previous life?"

Du Tianlu didn't answer his words, but said: "If that's the case, Jia Rui doesn't like me, so it should be."

He closed his eyes and had a splitting headache, but it was far less painful than the pain in his heart. The slight dissatisfaction he felt for not having Jia Rui before was far less than the empathy he felt when he thought of the pain Jia Rui had suffered. If so, Jia Rui hated it. He is also natural, he treats him like this, how did he spend it at that time?

Being forced, humiliated, and broken, Du Tianlu didn't even dare to touch him. He just felt that the pain on his body was not as painful as Jia Rui's heartache. Jia Rui knew all this, but he was still willing to forgive him?

He wasn't even willing to forgive himself, how could he?

Du Tianlu's body convulsed and trembled slightly. He just felt unimaginable how desperate he was, but facing Du Tianlu's kindness and tenderness, he was willing to open his heart to accept him.

He must have suffered an extremely unbearable insult. Thinking of this, Du Tianlu fell into deep self-loathing, lost the courage to face Jiarui, and wished that he didn't know anything so that he could immerse himself in his so-called affection In, self-satisfaction.

The reality was bloody peeled off, revealing the rotten inside. He didn't want to see or smell it, but he had nowhere to escape.

Then how did they end up in the previous life?Du Tianlu's fingers trembled slightly, and he felt that he had made a heinous mistake from the very beginning, even if he liked it, he would not give him freedom.

Ignored his wishes and captured him in the army, forcibly formed a bond with him, didn't like his association with friends, and wished he could be imprisoned in his own territory and treasured.Looking at what he did along the way, Du Tianlu suddenly became sober. Isn't he walking on the road he used to be?Step by step to force him, even if Jiarui said bluntly that he was happy, it was not enough, and he demanded endlessly, until today, I don't know that it was a mistake from the beginning.

An Jiarui waited until the anger in his heart was extinguished, and he didn't hear Du Tianlu's next words. He could only see his body twitching from time to time, as if he was being tortured.

He calmed down at this moment, thinking about his sudden change, the twinkling beads, and what he said about returning to his previous life, he had some interesting guesses.

He simply walked a few steps closer and stood beside Du Tianlu, seeing him in a trance, with a bleak expression and a heartbroken aura, which was very contagious and made people feel empathy when they saw him.

Seeing this, An Jiarui was silent for a moment, not knowing what it was like in his heart, but his tone softened: "General..." He paused slightly, before continuing: "The general has no explanation for what he did? "

Du Tianlucai seemed to be awakened, his eyes rolled around in the air, and slowly settled on An Jiarui, seeing a messy red mark on his neck, wrapped in a coat, he could imagine how messy it was underneath, with his hands clasped together Around the waist and the slender wrists, there was a circle of bruises, which was shocking. It can be seen that the tormentor used so much force that the coat would cover his thighs, showing his thin stature and the appearance that it would break if he folded it.

As if being burned by fire, Du Tianlu hastily withdrew his gaze, the piercing words echoed in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, for fear that Jiarui would be coerced by his words again, and his heart softened and forgave him, so he just said firmly: " I already know about returning to my previous life..." He lowered his eyes and said, "Did I ever do this to you?"

An Jiarui narrowed his eyes, and he knew what he meant by hearing the words: "This behavior is not what you wanted?"

Du Tianlu didn't answer, but said: "If my feelings are not a blessing for Jiarui..." Although he hesitated, he still insisted: "If Jiarui is interested, I would like to send you away .”

An Jiarui fell silent, the world is so big, why did he fight to the death?And in Du Tianlu's capacity, he is not a good candidate to talk about love, he also has his responsibilities, unlike him, a lonely soul in the world, nowhere to come, nowhere to go, whatever he wants.

Thinking about what his friends said, they all intended to persuade him to leave, and he was not optimistic about the future between him and Du Tianlu.

An Jiarui was silent for a moment, but Du Tianlu felt remorse in his heart, wishing to repent immediately, his feelings for Jiarui and his disdain for himself became entangled, and the more he felt bleak, he couldn't help but huddled in a ball and buried himself In, so that An Jiarui could not see his expression.

An Jiarui knew that he had many reasons, so he persuaded himself to leave him, or continue his routine, and if he was on the verge of collapse, he only needed to push him lightly, and he could get a desperate wolf dog and take away his dignity And love, let him do whatever he wants.

The little flower seemed to be aware of it, and slowly poked out the buds, looking for the sun shaking her head.

If feelings can do whatever they want, then why are there so many infatuated and resentful women?

An Jiarui sighed softly, he has countless paths, countless choices, whether he is famous in Ciguo or roams the world with a smile on his life, both are the best choices.

He has good friends and good friends, two or three confidantes, thinking that life in that life must be in line with all his imagination of ancient celebrities, enjoying the mountains and rivers, drinking and having fun, wouldn't it be wonderful?

An Jiarui looked down at Du Tianlu, he was in a ball, without the old style, in a state of distress, with sweat stains from the past on his clothes, he looked like a high-spirited little prince looking down on the world, but a pitiful and pitiful little prince who had nowhere to stay of stray dogs.

Even with so many paths to choose from, he still couldn't let go.He is completely alone, in this world, he is not like a lonely soul.But only in front of Du Tianlu, he is who he is, and the feelings that have no place to express are tied to him, so that he can feel that he really exists in this world.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

The little flower tentatively opened the buds, swaying tremblingly, a little scared, but also a little happy.

The entanglement of the previous lives has spread to the present, and it has become the existence of foot wraps, which are smelly and long. Even the original body that was entangled in this and disturbed endlessly has dissipated, but now it is Du Tianlu's turn again. ?

Why bother?He is not the original body, and he has no sense of the intricate plot of karmic coincidence, past life, past life, why let Du Tianlu still fall into regret and pain?

He frowned slightly, only to feel that Du Tianlu had awakened abruptly this time, he was not from here, knowing this was what the great witch said.It is normal for a great witch to know this, so why is Du Tianlu?

It has nothing to do with him to reincarnate the two lives, he is a supporting role, there should be no residual obsessions, why did he suddenly do something that was not what he wanted to do today?

When An Jiarui was so puzzled, he felt a fog in his heart, and suddenly saw a man in white with long hair fluttering from the fog, like a fairy but not a fairy, a ghost but not a ghost.

An Jiarui stared and saw that the mist slowly dissipated, revealing his appearance, one can see it at a glance, it is amazing, there is a fairy air in his eyebrows and eyes, it has nothing to do with his appearance, his amazingness comes from his temperament and His demeanor and gestures are impressive.

Beauty may age over time, but only bearing and manners will never fade.

He is like the bright moon, which makes people unable to look away at a glance, not to be confused by his appearance, but also attracted by his temperament, willing to worship at his feet, to be his believer, only to ask his gaze to be one eye. Sweep over.

His mind was shaken, and he was out of his mind, until he saw the cold look in his eyes, An Jiarui finally recovered his mind, and then he noticed his appearance, and compared it with the appearance in his memory in disbelief, he was momentarily shocked and speechless Come.

On the contrary, the other party noticed An Jiarui's gaze, and gave him a cold look, with a look of displeasure floating on his face, which made people fearful, and reflected on where he could not please him.

An Jiarui was not as good as ordinary people, but he was also a little disappointed, as if his dislike was An Jiarui's sin.

He glanced at An Jiarui, then withdrew his eyes, and continued to stare at Du Tianlu, who was in a ball. His eyes were cold and stern, especially with anger, and even the scattered thick fog surged layer upon layer, as if he wanted to hide him.

But it is useless, An Jiarui can still clearly see his figure, beside Du Tianlu, he is like a shadow, and there seems to be endless hatred and unwillingness in his eyes. .

Du Tianlu didn't notice it, he avoided An Jiarui's eyes, buried him in his own square inch, and let all kinds of emotions swallow him up, in the end, only regret and love remained.

I love you, I love you from the beginning to the end.

I only regret that our love should not have started from that beginning.

The author has something to say: See you tomorrow~

55. Jinjiang debut~

An Jiarui looked around casually, but saw no familiar tables and chairs, as if there was only white mist, this figure, and the pitiful Du Tianlu huddled together in the world.

He was a little surprised, but thinking about the person in front of him, it didn't seem to be a big deal. After all, it is not unacceptable to turn back the power of two lives and do something beyond imagination.

He was just a little surprised, that familiar face, if he hadn't actually met that person face to face in his memory, he wouldn't have believed that it was a person.

In his impression, Qingchi was just a shadow of the great witch, without any sense of existence, making people forget him at a glance. In his impression, he was not a stunningly talented person, but he had a reputation of being stupid. Except for the great witch, he seemed to be Like him very much, there is nothing outstanding.

But the person in front of you has the same appearance, where he is where everyone's eyes gather, and when he moves his eyes, it makes people look forward to it, not to mention that when he looks at you, he only feels his heart beating faster, and he can't help it. Always reflect on whether there is something wrong with your appearance.

This...is actually the same person?How could Qingchi become like this?

This makes An Jiarui prefer to believe that he is