Everyone thinks I'm forced

The small world, separated by the rain curtain, was the only two of them in this small space.

The atmosphere became warmer, showing a bit of affection.

Because of the small size of the umbrella, An Jiarui and Du Tianlu were close together, and he could almost feel the sound of the strong beating heart in the healthy body below him, and the rhythm was ringing, giving him the illusion that his own heart was beating along with it.

But at this time, the light rain was drizzling, mixed with the fragrance of green grass, and a pair of lovers who were like-minded were closely attached to each other. Wouldn't it make An Jiarui's heart move, and he felt that even the sky covered with dark clouds was pleasing to the eye.

The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and when he squinted, he saw Du Tianlu also looked thoughtful, just like him, also...

Du Tianlu's expression suddenly moved flexibly, he glanced back, and led An Jiarui away from the temple in big strides. Only then did he show some guilt, and whispered in An Jiarui's ear: "If the elder brother knows about this... "His expression was very miserable, and his heart was full of sympathy, and his voice became softer: "That will be miserable."

An Jiarui glanced at him indifferently, and cursed himself in his heart: I told you to be sentimental!The pace under his feet couldn't help but be much faster.

Du Tianlu didn't notice it, seeing him quicken his pace suddenly, he couldn't help but quicken his pace, and followed him easily, the umbrella in his hand tilted slightly, covering An Jiarui airtightly, thinking that he was in a hurry to hide Yu returned home, complaining softly behind him: "It's not just the big witch that's in trouble, I'm sure it will be even worse..."

He followed An Jiarui softly, and complained: "Brother keeps this kind of thing from him, he will definitely be very angry."

An Jiarui was a little tired from walking quickly, he looked sideways at Du Tianlu, he was still immersed in the lingering fear of his elder brother's rage, he seemed to feel it, turned his head to look at An Jiarui, saw An Jiarui's expression was calm, a little unhappy , finally noticed something was wrong: "What's wrong?"

An Jiarui was a little ashamed, but not too angry, so he slowed down and asked casually, "Then why didn't you say Yu Dahan?"

Du Tianlu stretched out his hand to hold his ten fingers, seeing a smile on his face, Fang also showed a dimple, and said without thinking: "This is a little secret between us." He said briskly, without thinking too much Seeing An Jiarui looking at him intently, he thought he was puzzled, and explained: "Brother has always thought a lot, if I let him know..."

There was seriousness in Du Tianlu's words, but he still had a relaxed look on his face: "I will definitely intervene again and make some troubles."

An Jiarui walked with him on the bluestone slab, and he was not in a hurry to go back at this time. It was rare for him to have a good talk with Du Tianlu, so he walked more slowly, looking at the small road with few people, and asked crisply : "Tianlu, if it's because of me, you won't be able to get what you want..."

Du Tianlu glanced at the empty streets, then at the light rain that had not stopped, thinking about going back to the mansion quickly, before Jiarui got sick again.But Jiarui walked slowly, as if he didn't care.

He had no choice but to speed up his pace secretly, trying to bring Jia Rui back to the mansion as soon as possible. Hearing this, he said decisively without thinking: "No."

An Jiarui was led to walk a few steps faster, but he didn't notice Du Tianlu's intentions. He devoted himself to the conversation and said with some dissatisfaction, "Why not? I think..." He stopped talking, leaving a trace of reverie Space.

But it was all in vain. Du Tianlu was all focused on taking him back quickly. Seeing that he stopped talking, he didn't think too much, so he continued: "Because I want to be strong enough, strong enough. So that I can protect you and get what I want."

The road to the mansion is not far away, Du Tianlu looks ahead and counts the distance in his heart, if he walks more...

An Jiarui stopped in his tracks, his eyes seemed to be bright: "If you don't get what you want, will you regret it?"

This is such a difficult choice. For him, as an ambitious man who grew up pampered and had a little awareness, he already regarded the position of the Great Khan as his pocket.

Seeing him stop, Du Tianlu just looked at him with light in his eyes, just like what he had prayed for, until he was blinded by love and reason.

At this moment, he wanted him to die, and he was willing to die for him, let alone just in case.

Du Tianlu stepped forward to hug An Jiarui, hesitated in his ear for a moment, and then spoke in a low and solemn voice: "I will never regret loving you. I only regret that I didn't love you more."

An Jiarui's ears were sprayed by his hot breath. Hearing this, red quickly permeated from the back of his ears, and a thin layer of powder floated on his face. It's not that he is shy, although his heart beats at a slight rate at this time. It has improved, but it is not so innocent, but Naihe Yuan is easy to put on his face, as if he is shy.

An Jiarui looked sideways at Du Tianlu, there were joy and regret in his eyes, but more of An Jiarui filled his pupils, all of them were him, An Jiarui seemed to be confused, but also seemed to be confused. Wanting to get a closer look at him in his eyes, he approached slightly, taking breaths, but Du Tianlu didn't hide or evade, just stared at him.

As the breeze picked up, An Jiarui raised the corners of his mouth, and approached Du Tianlu step by step. The distance between his lips was only a few millimeters, almost touching. An Jiarui suddenly felt a little teasing: "Did I kiss you?"

Du Tianlu looked at the magnified An Jiarui's face, which was still flawless, and he was deeply fascinated by every part. Hearing this, Du Tianlu's ears were slightly red, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to say something... …

The wind blows gently, bringing a bit of coolness.

Du Tianlu straightened his face, and said: "It seems that the wind is blowing. Let's go home quickly." As he spoke, he wrapped his arms around An Jiarui's waist, half hugged and half dragged, and walked quickly, turning out in almost a moment. Alley, straight to the main road.

An Jiarui watched in bewilderment as his figure changed, and the roadside scenery quickly dissipated, revealing a crowded avenue. He couldn't believe it, the meat he got was really gone.

I don't need to ask that one!An Jiarui, who didn't eat delicious snacks to satisfy her hunger, reprimanded herself in her heart, what kind of fun do you want?Go straight to the point to satisfy your hunger!

When An Jiarui was holding the medicine and sitting on the chair wrapped in a coat, he was still a bit absent-minded. How about a kiss?What about mutual confession?All gone!

He left a bowl of decoction to keep out the cold in his hand, still proving that what really happened just now.

Luota busily took care of An Jiarui, helped him dry off the rain, wrapped his coat, and looked at Mr. An's absent-minded appearance, suspicious that His Highness took Mr. An out early in the morning and did something shameful. thing.

Although there is no injury on the outside...

Thinking of this, Luota couldn't help feeling disrespectful again. This time His Highness didn't take him with him when he went out... Could it be because he wanted to...

Du Tianlu changed his clothes under the service of his servants, and raised his hand to signal Luota to help him put on the pendant, but after signaling for a long time, Luota still did not move.

He couldn't help but frown and looked at Luota, but saw that he looked out of control, so he said in a slightly serious tone: "Luota?"

Luota was caught in a reverie that my boss was a pervert, when he suddenly heard Du Tianlu's call in a bad tone, he was shocked, and realized that he had lost his mind while serving His Highness, which was simply a stain on his life history !

He hurriedly squatted down to help His Highness hang up the ornaments.

An Jiarui took a sip of the medicine, warmed up, and watched Du Tianlu's complexion change with interest, and finally stayed in curiosity: "What are you thinking?"

After hanging the ornaments on the fallen tower, Fang stood up. Hearing His Highness's question, he paused slightly and said, "Servant..."

Du Tianlu sat across from An Jiarui, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead. Seeing that the heat was not high, Fang smiled at him, unwilling to look away, and just listened to Luota's words casually.

"My servant has been worrying about one or two trivial matters recently, but I don't think that I have neglected my duty in front of His Highness recently. It is really a big mistake!" Luota bowed and said, but there was still no big emotional fluctuation between the words, it was just an explanation That's all.

Du Tianlu traced An Jiarui's face with his eyes, and he seemed a little curious when he heard the words: "What is it that makes you so worried?"

An Jiarui drank the medicine in small sips. Although it was a bit bitter, compared to the medicine from the temple, it was unshakable for him, and he could even calm down and taste it carefully.

But at the moment when he put down the medicine bowl, there was indeed a bit of curiosity in his heart: "You actually have things that you can't solve in Luota?"

Luota couldn't help but wonder how Mr. An thought of him, but he was also quite interested in this matter.

Seeing his usual close look, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but it was extremely slight and fleeting, and it was not as serious as the emotion in his heart that was anxiously thinking about how to answer His Highness's question.

Du Tianlu was only slightly curious, but when he saw that he suddenly fell silent, he smiled, and finally he was willing to look away from the very shallow mole at the corner of An Jiarui's eye, and looked at Luota like alms, There seemed to be weight in his eyes, and he bent a little more as he stared straight at Luota's waist.

Luota's heart changed suddenly, and he finally found a suitable reason. Although he didn't want to tell His Highness, but...

"Mr. Mu..." He said slowly, "For some reason, Mr. Mu often comes to chat with me..." He didn't want to be more explicit, as if he was making a small report, but Mu Yunge said The small dark eyes really bothered him a little.It is to bear grudges with him, if you just say it, why do you still persevere so far?

An Jiarui was slightly taken aback, but Du Tianlu laughed out loud: "Mu Yunge? I just wanted to say something, so I shouldn't pick you. It's interesting."

In Du Tianlu's smile, there was more interest in watching a good show, and he looked sideways at An Jiarui and said, "Does Jiarui know why?"

An Jiarui thought about it, and didn't understand the reason, but seeing Luota's expressionless face, he still said, "I'll ask Yun Ge later, what's the reason?"

Du Tianlu's smile changed, it was full of tenderness, he stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and said: "If it's difficult, Jia Rui doesn't need to ask him, it's just a little thing..."

Before he finished speaking, he pressed An Jiarui's hand and looked at him without blinking.

An Jiarui instantly put aside the thoughts in his heart, and leaned against his hand. The two faced each other, staring closely at each other's eyes, seeming to be able to see the emotion in each other's eyes, shining in the daytime Shining, flowing out of tenderness and affection.

Luota put his eyes on Mr. An, and saw that His Highness's hand gesture changed slightly, showing the intention to let him back down.

Luota walked out of the bedroom with his servants expressionless, closed the door, and stood aside, but his heart seemed to be scratched by a kitten, with a faint curiosity.

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64. Jinjiang debut~

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Seeing that the idlers had left, Du Tianlufang said, "Jiarui..." He paused slightly, looking at An Jiarui without blinking, not wanting to let go of any details.

An Jiarui also became nervous for no reason, his eyes could not help showing anticipation, could it be... Could it be...

Du Tianlu seemed to have strengthened his courage, so he spoke quickly: "I like you, you are the one I know, you are from the beginning to the end, there is no one else." There was a gleam of clarity in his eyes: " Joy starts from the appearance, but it is deep because of you, and I can't extricate myself in the end."

An Jiarui was slightly taken aback, but seeing that he seemed afraid that he might misunderstand, he wished to point to the sky and say: "I don't know you at all in the previous life that Qing Chi said, I only know about this life, I only recognize this life your..."

An Jiarui's heart was in a mess, knowing that he saw the panic and shake when Baiyi Qingchi revealed that he was a counterfeit, so he did this just to make him feel at ease.

As Du Tianlu said so, he saw that An Jiarui's mouth was slightly pursed, as if he was controlling his emotions, and the small dimple was looming in the side, which made him move closer, with the tip of his nose facing each other. "Can I kiss you?" he asked.

An Jiarui felt as if his teardrops had been poked by him, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, only then did he control the tears from flowing out of his eyes.

Hearing his question again, he raised his eyes slightly to look at him. He looked at An Jiarui intently, without a trace of impatience or impatience. Seeing An Jiarui raised his eyes, he even smiled, a little proud and a little invisible. shy.

Like a tame wolfhound, but also like a beloved lover.

An Jiarui learned his lesson fully, and slowly stretched his hand behind Du Tianlu's neck, pressing the hard spine under his hand with a little force, forcing him to lower his head.

Breathing intertwined, lips and teeth intertwined, soft, like jelly, An Jiarui couldn't help but licked Du Tianlu's lips carefully, aftertaste, the flesh under his hands tensed instantly, Du Tianlu stiffened Pressing against his lips, even though it was not the first time to kiss lightly, he still didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of shocking Jia Rui, so he could only let An Jiarui do what he wanted.

After relishing the taste, An Jiarui stretched out his tongue and slid across his lips deftly, looking for another little partner, and danced together.

It seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, but also seemed to fit too well, the two were addicted to the exchange of spitting and soul, and An Jiarui's hand involuntarily touched the inside of the clothes, touched the tight and delicate skin, and stretched out his hand as if unconsciously. opened his belt.

Du Tianlu didn't notice it, he was chasing An Jiarui's tongue with all his heart, almost felt that he couldn't breathe, his face had quietly turned red, immersed in enjoyment, he just felt that it was not enough, not enough, something was quietly agitating, he couldn't help it He stretched out his hand to hold An Jiarui's slender waist, unbuttoned the jacket, and slid across the skin like a dragonfly on water, and finally landed on An Jiarui's waist.

There is a shallow pit here, slightly sunken, and the smooth figure is gathered in the trousers from the bottom, only here, it is almost full of grip, and the two waist dimples show his slender figure even more, making Du Tianlu I couldn't put it down, and I couldn't help rubbing the skin here, seeming to move intentionally, but also seemed to restrain myself.

An Jiarui was still immersed in the deep kiss, but his hands were not slow at all. After the belt was untied, he did not continue, but turned to the top, patiently unbuttoned his clothes, and slowly stroked every place until Du Tianlu moaned After making a sound, the consciousness seemed to wake up, and the lips of the two separated, dragging a long strand of silver thread, showing a bit of reluctance.

Du Tianlu didn't care about this, he looked down, he was almost naked, An Jiarui's clothes were half untied, and he was hugged in his arms, his hands felt warm, so he couldn't help touching them again, his expression turned pale. It was already extremely red, and now almost even his chest was covered with a thin layer of red, against the wheat-colored skin, it looked more fresh and delicious.

An Jiarui's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and couldn't help but glance at his body. Under his gaze, Du Tianlu reacted tremblingly...

An Jiarui was taken aback for a moment, Du Tianlu already wanted to escape, but thinking of An Jiarui, he resisted the thought of running away, and just forced out a word in a low voice: "I..." He was extremely ashamed and felt I have defiled An Jiarui, how could I be in front of Jiarui... like this...

The tip of the ear was so bright that it was almost red enough to see the slender blood vessels under the light, Du Tianlu finished the sentence almost silently: "It wasn't intentional."

An Jiarui's thought of passing it off was quickly wiped out in front of his innocent performance, and his evil interest suddenly arose. He approached his ear, stared at the tip of his red ear, and said softly, "May I help you?"

With a "boom", Du Tianlu didn't know how he answered or what he said. He just felt his brain boil, and countless thoughts floated by, and finally came to the conclusion: Jia Rui's hands are so soft...

After the matter was over, Du Tianlu leaned against the bedpost, his face still in a trance, as if his mind had been taken away, and he felt that all the beauty in the world was in his hands.

When An Jiarui came back after washing his hands, seeing that he was still awake, he couldn't help chuckling: "Have you recovered yet?"

Du Tianlufang blinked, and then his eyes fell on An Jiarui. Without saying a word, he licked his lips first. Although the tips of his ears were still red, he already showed a look of excitement: "Jiarui... you Amazing!"

An Jiarui looked at him with his arms open but didn't care, and once again expressed that he didn't understand where his shyness was.

He walked into Du Tianlu's side and exchanged a deep kiss with him. Although Du Tianlu had already entered the time of the sage, he still cooperated and let him ask for it, let him rampage in his mouth, almost unable to breathe violently .

An Jiarui saw Du Tianlu's forgiving look, so he just pulled away, sat in his arms, and looked up at him.

Du Tianlu stretched out his arms to hug him, with a gluttonous look on his face, he lowered his head and said, "This is what you should do after the contract is formed." It was a bit regretful that he only knew the taste of meat today.

An Jiarui still touched the hard abdominal muscles under his body with some nostalgia. The lumps were well defined and the touch was excellent. Hearing his sincere sigh, he couldn't help but snorted softly: "Is there anything happier~ "

Du Tianlu's eyes lit up, his head lay on An Jiarui's shoulder, and he asked eagerly, "What is it?"

An Jiarui turned his head to look at his shining eyes, and saw that he was rubbing against his shoulder lightly. He was almost like a husky who couldn't get candy, so Goupie couldn't bear it at all, so he kissed him lightly on the tip of his ear, satisfied I saw his ears stand up, he looked a hundred times more energetic than before.

Then he said slowly: "It's in the book you showed me..." He kissed the tip of his ear again meaningfully, and Du Tianlu's ear tip shook slightly, but Du Tianlu's face showed a bit of grievance The color came: "That..."

He found a suitable position, leaned his head on An Jiarui's shoulder, and spit out the hot air on his neck while speaking, which made An Jiarui's heart itch even more.

Du Tianlu hesitated for a moment, and looked at An Jiarui furtively, seeing that An Jiarui's face was undisturbed, full of connivance, and his brows and eyes were gentle, like a naughty puppy being spoiled, his confidence became full Some, but the words that came out were soft and messy: "I still need some time..."

An Jiarui was taken aback for a moment, Du Tianlu had already buried his expression into An Jiarui's neck, and the fine strands of hair gently scratched An Jiarui's skin, his heart was more itchy, but he didn't do anything yet, Du Tianlu Lu sneaked a kiss on his fair skin, and hurriedly said, "I'm not... I'm just... I..."

After saying this series of words that he didn't know what he wanted to express, he closed his mouth in frustration, and buried his face deeper, not daring to look at An Jiarui.

Seeing him like this, An Jiarui felt that his eyes were darkened by his unconscious teasing, as if a cluster of fire had been lit, dimly lit up, full of unsatisfied covetousness, his eyes seemed to be subtly moving from him Trembling ear tips, moving down inch by inch, wheat-colored chest muscles, well-defined abdominal muscles, sliding down from the waist, slender and powerful legs, and...

An Jiarui stretched out his hand to hold his nostrils, Du Tianlu suddenly smelled the smell of blood, he couldn't help turning his head to look at An Jiarui hurriedly, and saw a light streak of blood winding down An Jiarui's nose, which almost made him give up on that in an instant Feeling embarrassed and unwilling, Qianqian hurriedly tore off the broken steps and wiped off his nosebleed, her face was full of worry: "Why did you suddenly have a nosebleed? I asked Luota to call Wu..."

An Jiarui pressed his mouth tightly, and the last shame made him grit his teeth: "Get angry."

Du Tianlu's face darkened slightly: "How can you get angry if you are good-looking. Jia Rui, don't worry..."

Seeing Du Tianlu dexterously turning over from under him, An Jiarui saw in a daze that his fame had vanished.

"Get angry, understand?" Wu Hei said to Du Tianlu with a dark face, "What kind of serious illness can a little nosebleed be?"

Du Tianlu was also dissatisfied, and his voice was louder than that of Wu: "Why do you have nosebleeds when you are so good?"

When Wu Wen heard this, he gave him a cold look: "I'm holding back."

The doubts on Du Tianlu's face almost materialized.

Wu Leng snorted, packed up the things on the table, and drifted away, leaving only a very dismissive hint to Du Tianlu: "Put away your little toys, I'm holding back nosebleeds, don't let people vent ..."

Wu went away, but rumors spread quietly from the temple that His Highness is a pervert, who has a nose and eyes, is both charming and disgusting, and gradually spread among the people.

After An Jiarui drank the medicine with a guilty conscience, Du Tianlu pondered for a moment, then turned his back suddenly, his fingertips trembled slightly, as if he finally understood.

65. Jinjiang debut~

In the residence of Mu Yixuan.

The gurgling water, the artificial hills, the flowers are in full bloom, the breeze is blowing, mixed with a few chatter and laughter, it is very lively.

Along the flowing water, there is a small pavilion at the corner. The four corners are raised high, and a few strands of golden tassels hang down, fluttering gently with the wind, showing an elegant state.

There are three people standing or sitting in the pavilion, facing an open and low flower bush, which can be seen at a glance.

Mu Yixuan laughed out loud, and stood in front of the pavilion, looking at the deserted flowers, his voice lowered a few times, seeming to be afraid: "If you say that, I think of something."

Mu Duran sat on the stone bench, looking a bit depressed, and didn't pay attention to what he said, only caring about drinking.

Mu Wenze sat next to Mu Duran, his face was full of curiosity, he stretched out his hand to hold down Mu Duran's act of pouring wine into his mouth, and cheered behind him: "Second brother, did you remember something interesting? Why don't you tell your brother Come?"

Mu Yixuan's eyes were fixed on the distance, the lower the voice, it was like a whisper, and the exit disappeared into the air: "The people of Ciguo handed over something, it's quite interesting."

Mu Duran's hands were pressed, and he couldn't help but look at Mu Wenze with dissatisfaction, Fang yelled: "What's the point... Ci Guoren! Hmph." The disdain in the words was obvious.

Mu Wenze looked at this elder brother who had no brains, and glanced at Shangdu Tianlu who was the most timid, his eyes flashed darkly, but his face was still full of innocence and puzzlement, mixed with a bit of innocence. Probe: "Is it for the second brother?"

The corner of Mu Yixuan's mouth twitched a little, showing a cold expression: "Except for our respected uncle, who can have this honor." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said sternly: "The method is quite secret, if it wasn't discovered by chance... ..."

Mu Duran muttered a few words: "It's him again!" But even at this moment he dared not speak loudly, for fear that Du Tianlu would overhear him.

Mu Wenze showed a smile, as if he had no intention: "That fell into the hands of the second brother? Did the second brother read the content? Let the second brother talk like this, I think the second brother already has a conclusion in his heart . ” By the way, he even flattered him.

Mu Yixuan turned around, and saw that Mu Wenze seemed to be admiring him from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, still acting like a literati, he slowly stretched out his hand to pour himself a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp , the expression on his face suddenly changed, and he threw the cup in his hand to the ground hard, and it fell to pieces in an instant.

Mu Duran was agitated, and raised his head to look at Mu Yixuan, with a trace of anger remaining on his face, which disappeared in an instant and calmed down.

Seeing this, Mu Wenze reached out and poured another glass of wine for Mu Yixuan, Fang smiled and said, "Second brother, don't be angry, let me tell you brothers."

Mu Yixuan took the cup he handed over, with a look of hatred on his face: "It's just that even the defeated dog doesn't like the three of us brothers!"

Mu Duran raised his eyebrows: "Second brother, when will you be able to speak clearly? Every time you speak in half, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Mu Yixuan's expression turned angry, as if he wanted to get angry, but he suppressed it and patiently explained: "It's just a love letter."

Mu Wenze was also impatient with his pretentious appearance, and he insisted on making a fuss about a simple sentence, showing some literati demeanor, seeing him finish speaking in one breath, he carefully tasted the reason for his rage, and couldn't help but He laughed and said, "Is it true that the Empress Dowager Ci is not married to Tianlu?"

Mu Yixuan snorted coldly: "It's just..." He wanted to say something, but he gritted his teeth and swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

Mu Duran finally realized that he was full of anger, but he had nowhere to vent his anger. He got up abruptly and spun around twice before he kicked the stone bench resentfully: "We all know that we are the sons of the Great Khan, I think... it's just It’s just a few dogs raised by my father! When did you see us as sons!”

Mu Yixuan licked his teeth, and seemed to be hit by a word, and then said: "It seems that our good uncle was born by him... It's ridiculous!"

Mu Wenze's complexion turned dark, and he slowly shook the finger on his thumb, but his words seemed to be poisoned: "Who told you that we didn't crawl out of the stomach after sweating, and we weren't like the eldest prince who died young?" Smart."

Mu Du kept spinning, but upon hearing this, he stopped abruptly, and said, "It's the eldest prince...doesn't he also have to make way for Du Tianlu?"

Mu Yixuan said in a low voice but full of malice: "I don't know who our good uncle is."

Mu Wenze looked at the slightly swaying little flower outside the pavilion, and his malice deepened: "Anyway, it is the blood of Yuan Jihar Khan..." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Speaking of which, the relationship between uncle and Queen Khan is comparable Father and Queen Khan are much closer."

Mu Yixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said meaningfully: "No wonder he doesn't want to marry a wife..."

Mu Du didn't keep up with their thinking, and just hated blindly: "It's the Queen of Khan who said so many good things about him to my father! It's extremely hateful."

Mu Wenze put the cup in his hand on the table, Fang said: "But I think my father must have the capacity to accommodate people, after all, he doesn't..."

Mu Yixuan and him looked at each other with deep malice, which made people startled.

Mu Duran turned around again, and suddenly said: "Doesn't he like that Qidi?" He turned to look at Mu Yixuan: "Why don't you let him taste the fire in the backyard?"

Mu Yixuan gave Mu Duran a cold look: "That Ciguo's family and life are in his hands, I'm afraid he would have succumbed to him long ago."

Mu Wenze had a different opinion, got up and patted Mu Yixuan on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Our good uncle probably really likes that Ciguo person very much."

Mu Yixuan looked at him sideways, his face full of disapproval.

Mu Wenze lazily put his shoulders on his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa from the Mudilie Tribe..." He gestured lightly with his fingers, "There have been quite a few changes recently."

Mu Duran stopped walking around, and suddenly became energetic and said: "Mudi Lie Tribe..." He was a little excited: "Could it be that you don't support Du Tianlu?"

Seeing his suddenly hopeful expression, Mu Yixuan sneered and said, "Even if you don't support Du Tianlu, will you still support you?" Mu Duran clenched his fists tightly at this sentence, and turned his head to face him indifferently. Mu Wenze said: "If this is the case, it will indeed make a big difference."

Mu Wenze saw that although Mu Du was angry, he still didn't dare to do anything, so he also ignored him, and said to Mu Yixuan: "This is also an opportunity, second brother, can someone hand over the love letter to you?" In the hands of those Ci Guo people?"

Mu Yixuan pondered for a moment and said: "Maybe it's a bit difficult, Du Tianlu's mansion is well managed..." He raised his eyes to look at Mu Wenze: "Third brother, can you find a way?"

Mu Wenze smiled, as if he had no intention: "My brother will entrust this matter to me, and promise to deliver it to the Ciguo man." He still had a childish face: "Let him know that Du Tianlu romance."

A gust of wind suddenly blew outside the window, An Jiarui couldn't help but stop, and looked sideways, the branches outside the window were shaking lightly, there was no abnormality.

One step behind the falling tower, he asked softly, "Sir?"

An Jiarui shook his head slightly, and walked forward again. Just now, his heart suddenly moved, and he had a mysterious feeling. Someone was staring at him, maliciously, excitedly, staring at him.

But seeing that Luota didn't notice it, he laughed again, probably because the relationship progressed too smoothly in recent days, which made him a little suspicious.

Even though he didn't eat meat, but because Du Tianlu felt ashamed, he relieved his greed. The two of them were so tired that even the birds flying over the sky could smell the sour smell of love here.

An Jiarui turned to the corridor thoughtfully. Liu Xing'an's whereabouts today were a mystery, so he wanted to find out, otherwise Liu Xing'an was allowed to do things, which would really make people panic.

Unexpectedly, when he turned out of the corridor, he was hit hard by someone. Seeing An Jiarui's body shaking, Luota hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and stopped the terrified servant.

His gaze swept across his face slowly, until he remembered that he was from the kitchen, and then he shifted his gaze to him, from the toes to the neck, and looked at him bit by bit, until the servant was trembling, almost Want to faint.

After An Jiarui was supported, he realized that something was wrong, he fumbled out a white envelope from the front of his clothes, and before he looked at it carefully, he saw that the servant's body softened suddenly, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell limply on the ground. On the ground, there was no more sound.

An Jiarui held the envelope and saw him lying on the ground like this, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback, as if he didn't react.

While gently supporting his hand, Luota exerted a little force to make him turn around, without having to witness the turning, while carefully taking the envelope from An Jiarui's hand, the silver needle flashed, it seemed to be non-toxic, and he could hold it. into the bosom.

With a slight movement of the gesture, several people walked out from the side and blocked the corridor.

But in the blink of an eye, the scene was already under control, but An Jiarui didn't pay attention at all, his fingers trembled slightly, and he didn't even react when the envelope was taken away by the falling tower. But in the end, it all turned into the stranger falling limply in front of him. Is he... dead?

Luota let go of An Jiarui's hand, leaned closer to the unsurprising corpse, did not reach out to touch it, just observed it for a moment, then backed away, letting his subordinates who had been waiting for a long time come forward to inspect it in detail .

He changed his mind, and seeing An Jiarui's distraught appearance, he said softly: "Sir, don't you go back to the house to calm down first? I'll send someone here to tell His Highness..."

An Jiarui seemed to have never heard of it, and interrupted him lightly, "Is he dead?"

Luota actually didn't understand why Mr. An was in a daze, it was just a dead person... But he wisely didn't ask, maybe this is the characteristic of literati, they don't understand, so they bowed slightly Body said: "Yes, sir, he is dead."

An Jiarui's eyelashes fluttered like a frightened butterfly, and the light and darkness intersected, feeling a little fragile and helpless: "He... committed suicide?"

Even if Luota didn't understand, he could also see that the current situation of the husband was very bad, so he didn't dare to speak again.

Fortunately, there was a sound of footsteps from the other side of the corridor at this time. Liu Xing'an approached, saw this vigilant look, raised his eyebrows slightly, and took a bigger step.

The servant who stopped at the front looked back at Luota, saw him nodding his head slightly, and turned sideways, letting Liu Xing'an go all the way to the corpse. When Liu Xing'an passed by the corpse, he stopped and looked down with interest. After a while, he opened his mouth and said: "It seems that your mansion is not tight enough?"

He pressed An Jiarui's slightly trembling hand, and asked Luota: "What is this guy doing here?" He also pointed to the direction of the corpse.

Luota didn't have the same attitude of answering questions to him as he did to Mr. An, so he glanced at him expressionlessly and said nothing.

An Jiarui was reminded by him, looked at the empty hand, and asked Luota eagerly: "Where is the letter?"

Luota was slightly taken aback, and took out the letter from his pocket, but did not hand it to him, but explained: "This person came with bad intentions, and I don't know if the letter has been poisoned..."

Liu Xing'an reached out to take the letter, sniffed it first, and then carefully examined the appearance of the letter.

Luota stopped talking, and glanced at him indifferently, but he didn't reach out to take back the letter, and then turned his eyes to the busy people on the ground. Seeing that there would be no results for a while, he persuaded An Jiarui again: " Sir, you should go back first? There is no guarantee of safety here."

Liu Xingan glanced at him, put the letter in his pocket, took An Jiarui's hand, walked towards the study, and said as he walked, "Why are you staying with a dead man? I'll tell you when I get back... letter."

An Jiarui was still in shock, and was led away by him for a while.

Luota looked at Liu Xing'an's back, recalled the handwriting on the envelope that he had glimpsed before, then frowned slightly, called an inconspicuous servant, and whispered something in a low voice.

Liu Xing'an didn't notice anything unusual at first, but after he said a few words, An Jiarui looked like he couldn't recover, so he stopped talking and looked carefully at An Jiarui's expression.

When he arrived in the study, he helped him to sit on the chair, and without rushing to speak, he first made a pot of tea, poured a cup of tea for him like a cloud and flowing water, and lit the requiem cigarette in the room.

For a while, the fragrance of tea filled the air, and the scent of requiem wafted away, which made An Jiarui's heart calm down slowly. He held the teacup, but looked a little dazed, still unable to believe that there was a living person, right here In front of him, died.

And it might just be because he wanted to send him a letter, which was the most ridiculous reason he'd ever seen die.

How can human life be so cheap?

Looking at the smoke floating upwards, An Jiarui finally realized that this world is not only warm and soft, but its cruelty and blood are everywhere, but it has been well hidden all the time, which made him ignore the past and indulge in it logically. The years are quiet.

Seeing that Liu Xing'an seemed to have calmed down, Fang asked with concern: "What's wrong? So shocked?"

An Jiarui's eyes slowly moved to Liu Xing'an, seeing his concerned look, as if he had been scalded, he lowered his eyes, looking at the fine tea stalks floating gently in the teacup: "He's dead..."

Liu Xingan almost asked the question of who died. Seeing his appearance, he was a little puzzled and strange: "The moment he came to deliver the letter to you, he should have had this awareness..."

Seeing that An Jiarui's face was difficult, Liu Xing'an paused, and said tentatively: "After all, this is not a place where there is always going back and forth..."

An Jiarui didn't answer, and seemed completely unresponsive. Liu Xingan took a sip of tea, and a strange emotion emerged in his heart: "Jiarui, aren't you... saddened by his death?"

An Jiarui couldn't help but change slightly when he heard the word dead.

Liu Xing'an's face softened a little. Among the people he knew, only Jia Rui still had such a childlike heart. Even if he was hurt, he was still willing to forgive the whole world. He was the last person who should not live in this troubled world. And he just got entangled with that general Xing endlessly, and was burdened with that heinous crime.

Liu Xing'an's tone softened a lot, as if he was afraid of frightening An Jiarui who was shaking his head out to look at the world: "Why do you need to be sad for that kind of person? This is all his wish, and he also has ulterior motives, so he just dies... ..."

An Jiarui asked softly, "Did he commit suicide?"

Liu Xing'an was slightly taken aback, then nodded.

An Jiarui sighed softly, a sense of desolation suddenly appeared in his heart, in the chaotic world, everyone is nothing but grass, born like duckweed, which will be extinguished quietly at some time, leaving no trace in the world, except for his family, Who knew that this man had breathed the same air as them?

Birth is nameless, death is also nameless, and the whole life is running around to survive.

An Jiarui felt more and more heavy. Since he crossed, the places he showed were spotless, and the things he used were all luxurious and thoughtful.The biggest distress he encountered was nothing more than emotional matters, even when he was on the verge of death several times, it never made him feel that life was difficult.

But today, seeing that person falling limply with his own eyes, he suddenly woke up. There is no such thing as a splendid paradise, but it is just out of sight. Someone paved him with a cage made of gold and jade with rich clothes, jade food, and all kinds of love. , it seems that everyone in the world is like this.