make-up

It was only the next morning that Feng Litian found out that Feng Lichen was given to Dongze Country as a "hostage". When Jun Huai told him about it, his expression was calm, and no emotion could be heard in his words.

"Brother Huai, Brother Huang is a man who loves you deeply." Feng Litian looked at him with a slight smile in his eyes, with a few wisps of ridicule that seemed to be absent.

Jun Huai frowned, but did not directly respond to these words.On the contrary, he said a lot of strategies for governing the country, after Feng Litian listened, he just nodded slightly, not sure if he really listened to it.

Jun Huai's frown deepened, Feng Litian saw it, and softly said a few words "I see", his complexion improved a little.

Not long after, Jun Huai left.Feng Litian didn't stop for a moment, and asked someone to escort Feng Lichen to the front hall.

After taking off the emperor's coat, Feng Lichen knelt on the ground, his hands and feet were chained, his clothes were ragged, his hair was messy, and his face, which was always full of vigor, was also stained with a gloomy expression at this moment.

No matter how you look at it, it is a decadent defeat.

Feng Litian asked someone to take him down, washed his body, and changed into another clothes, only then did he look like a man.

"Brother Huang." Feng Litian raised his head, looking into his eyes persuasively, "Long time no see."

Feng Lichen looked at him, his eyes were full of sarcasm, he thought a lot of vicious words in his heart, but when he opened his mouth, he realized how powerless he was.

He closed his eyes.

Feng Litian mistakenly thought that he didn't want to see her, so she grabbed his hair and pulled it back. Seeing the unbearable pain on the man's face, she sneered, "Are you still thinking about Jun Huai? You, can you stop rushing to be a bitch?"

Her eyes trembled slightly, her thin face was distorted by the pain, but Feng Lichen would rather be in pain than open her mouth.Feng Litian looked at his stubborn look, and smiled angrily, he pulled him up, and gently stroked his slightly steamy hair with his fingers, "Brother, please beg me, I will let you stay here , see Jun Huai every day, okay?"

His voice was extremely gentle, different from what Feng Lichen had heard before.Feng Lichen looked at him seriously, there seemed to be anxiety in those black eyes, and there was also an indescribable emotion.

For more than 20 years, both of them have lived in the struggle for power, and he seems to have taken advantage of it, but behind this, there is a humble and dirty reality that he has to admit: he envies Feng Litian, envies Feng Li God, what Feng Litian can get easily is something that he can't get through his hard work and extravagance.

"I don't like you, from the past to the present. But Li Tian, ​​I hate myself even more." He said softly, with a slight smile on his lips, but his voice was extremely weak, as if An old man lying on a couch dying.

It was the first time he called Feng Litian like this, and any time in the past, he always called Feng Litian with disdain and anger. A child who longs for love desperately draws warmth.

"Brother, do you know that a long, long time ago, I wanted to hold you like this without letting go, to let everyone know that you belong to me, only mine..."

Accompanied by the warm breath, there are ambiguous words.Feng Lichen's body was stiff, he looked at the table not far away and the memorial was halfway through, and whispered: "What did you say?"

The bodies of the two of them pressed closer again, the strength seemed to rub people into the bones.Feng Lichen felt the hard object pressing against her body, and only heard Feng Litian's hoarse voice.

"Brother, I like you so much..."

Feng Lichen suddenly widened his eyes, pushed Feng Litian away, and looked at him in disbelief.But it was useless, Feng Litian grabbed his hand, and caressed his eyelids with his fingertips, his words were sinister and cold, "Brother, whenever your eyes are only filled with the king's bosom, I am really I can't wait to pluck out your eyes... If you can't see my eyes, what's the use of keeping them? Do you think so, brother?"

His appearance seemed to be dazed, Feng Lichen forgot to struggle, and was short of breath, he didn't believe these absurd words, in addition to denying them, there was a bit of forced composure in his eyes.

Feng Litian smiled, "But these eyes belong to you too, brother, beautiful eyes, I can't bear to part with them..."

He pushed forward step by step, Feng Lichen frowned, and retreated step by step until he was cornered, he broke free in an instant, pulled out the dagger Feng Litian put on his waist, and pressed it against his abdomen, " Don't make me do it."

Feng Litian cast her eyes on the dagger mockingly, the blade glowed coldly, "Brother, didn't you want to kill me a long time ago?"

Feng Lichen didn't speak, her expression was cold.Feng Litian squeezed his chin tightly, and said with a smile: "Brother, we don't have to face each other..."

Don't face each other with swords, are brothers and friends respectful?Do unethical things again?

Feng Lichen shook his head again and again, at this moment, out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar garment, turned his wrist, and pointed the dagger at Feng Litian's back.

"I want you to die!" He grinned suddenly, his voice was almost roaring, it seemed to be filled with endless hatred.

With this glance, Jun Huai saw that Feng Lichen was holding Feng Litian hostage, intending to kill someone with a dagger.Almost without hesitation, he threw out the hidden weapon on his body and threw it at Feng Lichen's hand.

The hidden weapon is a sharpened weapon with barbs, and some poison is quenched on it. It does not kill people, but it can destroy the flesh.

The moment the hidden weapon was pierced into the back of his hand, pain flooded him, he held back and didn't cry out, threw the dagger away, and pushed Feng Litian away.

When the dagger landed, the blade made a crisp sound when it collided with the marble, which seemed a bit abrupt in the empty and cold hall.

Jun Huai asked Feng Litian if he was injured.

Feng Lichen squatted down, looked at the sharp weapon pierced into the flesh with a blank expression, stretched out his hand, pulled it out and threw it into the corner.The wound was very hideous and still bleeding, so he calmly covered it with his sleeve.

Jun Huai is still concerned about Feng Litian.

Feng Lichen touched his heart, there, he was hurt, happy, and angry for the king.And now, looking at them, it was as if all emotion had vanished and all that was left was an empty shell.

Jun Huai came over and looked at him condescendingly, "I seem to be too kind to you."

He bent down, grabbed Feng Lichen's hands, picked up one dagger and gestured in front of him, "If you keep such a hand, there will be endless troubles."

He said lightly, the temperature on his fingers and Feng Lichen's palm were transmitted to each other.Feng Lichen bent his mouth, he watched as Jun Huai stabbed the dagger into his palm, pulled it out, and then the other hand.

The hand trembled uncontrollably from the pain, and the bright red blood was like flowers from the other shore, blooming on the gorgeous marble, tragic and poignant.