【ABO】Forbidden Feather

Liu Yu murmured: "I'm just afraid of him, so what can I do?"

Speaking of being afraid, who else is more afraid of Mu Zheng than him?That person once gave him a shark's coat full of thorns, once inserted a terrifying beast-shaped genital into his body, once broke his wings with a stick, and cut off his last retreat... Liu Yu is not a saint, he can't be free from complaints and regrets, and he can't be free from love and hate.If that was the case, he should have chosen to forget about Mu Zheng in Jiang Hu from the very beginning.

Instead of being a pitiful and ridiculous substitute like now.

Su Yue was afraid of the wolf king to the bone.Ever since he was punished, his face changed when he heard the wolf king.Liu Yu simply drove him out as well, and faced Mu Zheng alone—at least the past few days since he woke up, Mu Zheng has treated him pretty well.Perhaps it was because he was afraid that he would not be able to think about it for a while, and if he committed suicide, he would also suffer from it.In this way, at least there is no fear of life.

With the sound of the door, a thick black shadow appeared on the bluestone floor tiles outside the door.Liu Yu held her breath, and tightly clenched the sheet with her thin fingers: "Your Majesty."

Mu Zheng walked around the carved and hollowed-out door, and saw him sitting up with his eyes. He couldn't help feeling happy and sad, and strode forward to support his shoulder: "Why did you sit up? Are you feeling better today?"

The moment Liu Yu was embraced by him, she suddenly trembled, and Mu Zheng, who was only trembling, was also followed by a burst of heartache that did not come.He knew that Liu Yu was subconsciously afraid of him, which was not surprising, it was all his own fault.But at the same time, Mu Zheng couldn't convince himself to let go, he held Liu Yu's thin shoulders, and leaned carefully on his chest: "The imperial doctor just came, what did he say?"

Listening to the pounding heartbeat in his chest, Liu Yu slowly closed his eyes: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, there is no serious problem."

In the past, he didn't talk to himself in such a reserved and respectful manner, and he always had a carefree appearance.Mu Zheng warned himself not to be impatient, and said in a low voice: "The sun is very sunny today, do you want to sit outside?"

Liu Yu felt that he was not qualified to refuse Mu Zheng's proposal. If he made the wolf king angry again for nothing, he would be the only one who would suffer.Immediately, he nodded obediently, put his arms around Mu Zheng's neck, and let him walk out of the Nuan Pavilion carefully with his legs lifted.

After the injury, Liu Yu was as light as a weightless feather, and Mu Zheng could support his entire weight with one arm.The other hand carefully protected his lower back, for fear that the wound would be slightly bumped.

On the bluestone floor tiles, the blood gushing from his mouth that night has not been washed away.Although Liu Yu himself didn't notice it, Mu Zheng saw it with sharp eyes, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.He was afraid that Liu Yu would discover the unpleasant memories, so his heart beat like a drum for a while, and he quickly walked to the side of the wisteria trellis, and carefully put him on the rocking chair.

Liu Yu has no doubts about him.Today's sunshine was really good, making him squint his eyes comfortably, and a pleasant sigh was suppressed back in his throat before he could utter a sound.He stared at Mu Zheng from the corner of his eye, with him by his side, he couldn't relax after all.

But seeing his small Adam's apple rolling up and down, Mu Zheng already guessed his lazy sleepiness, but watched him swallow a yawn back into his stomach.The fingertips that were originally protruding towards his hair stopped and tightened into a fist. Mu Zheng forced himself to withdraw his hand: "Do you want to eat something? I'll ask Su Yue to bring it over."

Liu Yu thought about his words, and said slowly: "The wolf king should not order him. Now that Su Yue sees you, he might not even be able to walk straight, let alone bring tea and water."

The sunlight crossed the wisteria trellis, and sprinkled dots on Liu Yu's fair face. The skin was as creamy, and the lips were like cherry blossoms. Without makeup, the color was like morning glow and snow.After all, Mu Zheng couldn't hold it back, bent down leaning on the back of the rocking chair, carefully cupped Liu Yu's cheek with one hand, and placed a kiss on the tip of his nose: "Then I won't call him, I will give it to you personally." Bring tea and water."

Liu Yu's eyelashes fluttered, not knowing how long Mu Zheng wanted to perform this sentimental scene: "Thank you, but I don't want to eat anything."

Mu Zheng lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on his lips that didn't match his heart.Liu Yu's seemingly docile stubbornness made him feel sorry for him, but he was at a loss as to what to do.The mood of worrying about gain and loss made Mu Zheng blurt out: "Under the ruler on your desk, there is my portrait."

Liu Yu was startled suddenly, knowing that at the bottom of the small-leaf red sandalwood, besides the "Sapphire Case" by Jiaxuan, there was also an unfinished Yulan scene.Although Yuan Xi (Shang Yuan) is not Zhong Yuan, they are both famous for their lantern festivals. If Mu Zheng knew that she was the woman in blue, he might not be able to distinguish his identity: "I..."

"Do you know that you are still calling me by my name when you are unconscious?" Mu Zheng said again, "You are a man, even if you are born with a habit of breaking your sleeves, you are definitely not willing to marry into the wolf tribe. But before you and I Before you were sentient, you were willing to risk your life to dispel Gu and heal my wounds, but why?"

"Naturally..." Liu Yu said two words foolishly, and immediately bit her lower lip.He was afraid that what he would blurt out next would be just another self-inflicted humiliation.

Mu Zheng didn't wait for him to answer, he leaned forward and knelt on one knee beside him, the rocking chair was tilted back due to the extra weight, leading the two of them to slowly rippling in the warm spring breeze.The wisteria was swaying, the sunlight was sparse, Mu Zheng's face was backlit, but the contours of his facial features were as deep as a knife: "Liu Yu, you once said that you really like me. At that time, I was just a hypocrite under the bed , but now I fully believe it."

Liu Yu lowered his eyes, unable to bear to look at him.Mu Zheng still remembered, how could he forget the scene of that day?The aloof wolf king asked him to come closer, and asked him twice if there were sisters and cousins ​​in his family, and said that his eyes were very beautiful.

I'm afraid that from that day on, Mu Zheng has regarded himself as a substitute for his sweetheart.

"At that time..." He murmured softly, as if he was just telling himself, "It is indeed true." It's a pity that Mu Zheng was just empathizing with him.

"At that time?" Mu Zheng repeated in a low voice. His burly body like a city wall approached him again, trapping him in the rocking chair and not allowing him to escape. "Is it only then?" A carefully folded rice paper.

Liu Yu had a ghost in his heart, and Mu Zheng had just mentioned the portrait pressed under the town ruler, subconsciously thought that the rice paper in his hand was the half-finished Yu Lan Shengjing in Chang'an City.If Mu Zheng really asked about this matter, what should he do?

Excuses are naturally easy to come by.Since he assumed the identity of the human race, it is not surprising that he would know about the Obon Festival.But on the one hand, Liu Yu was not good at concealing it, and on the other hand, he was unwilling to conceal his intentions any longer.Immediately, he mustered up his courage, and if Mu Zheng really found out, he would tell the whole truth.Since then, they have been clean and clear.

He closed his eyes almost in despair, and he really heard Mu Zheng ask in a low voice: "You drew this by yourself. I don't know what is the meaning of this lotus?"

That is obviously not a lotus, but a lotus lantern that two people let go together!Liu Yu frowned in pain, squeezed Mu Zheng's sleeves with curled fingers, and said over and over again in his heart, he really forgot.

On the day of the Yulan Festival, the cymbals were singing and dancing, and the banners touched the sky.The city of Chang'an is full of bright lights, which last all night, and every scene and object are turned into poems and paintings.

But alone, not popular.

But Mu Zheng was still waiting for his answer.He can't escape, he can't hide, he has to reveal his true heart and let the person he likes trample over and over again.

Leo opened his eyes.On the rice paper in Mu Zheng's hand, there was a vast expanse of blank space, except for a lifelike lotus flower in the center, which was exactly the one he drew on the cuff of Mu Zheng's royal robe that day - no vines and no branches , Stemless and leafless.He still clearly remembered that in Mu Zheng's heart, this was just a "precarious thing".

In his opinion, his own thoughts are nothing more than "idle flowers and weeds".

He took the piece of rice paper from Mu Zheng's hand, and took over his light heart.After looking it over carefully, he suddenly laughed out loud, and with a sudden force of ten fingers, he tore the lotus lantern in half.

"What are you doing?!" Mu Zheng was shocked, and reached out to grab his wrist, almost crushing his wrist bone.

The rocking chair suddenly fell backwards and hit the wisteria trellis.Liu Yu only felt a dull pain in the back of his head, but he was so awake from the pain that he returned to his three-year dream.

Mu Zheng pressed his knees against his chest, his dark wolf eyes were uncertain.But Liu Yu couldn't even feel the fear anymore, and just said: "Mu Zheng, what you said is good."

A gust of warm wind blows away the fragments of the lotus in his hand, and more blank spaces that are inhumane.Even now, he himself doesn't seem to remember where this feeling started, and he doesn't know how to return.Poor him, but there is still only the shadow of Mu Zheng in his pupils: "When I like someone, I will treat him wholeheartedly and regard him more than my own life."

"But you," Liu Yu took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and tapped the tip of his index finger on Mu Zheng's chest, "There is already someone else here."

It was just a weak finger that poked his heart through the layers of flesh, but the blood flowed profusely from the piercing.Mu Zheng frowned in pain, raised his hand and clenched his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Now...I don't want to think about that girl anymore."

Liu Yu raised her eyes, looked at him quietly, and shook her head slowly before Mu Zheng wanted to say more.

He begged in a low voice: "Mu Zheng, why don't you let me go."

At this moment, Liu Yu passed over Mu Zheng's broad shoulders, and saw a vigorous and ferocious goshawk soaring across the sky, uttered a sharp and resonant cry, and flew out of the four corners of the blue sky above the Nuan Pavilion in an instant.

The corners of his eyes were moist for a moment, and he knew that even if he could escape from the net of love one day, his wings would already be broken and his marks would be branded on him, and he would never be able to escape.

The author has something to say

The lotus in the painting that Mu Zheng took out is not the painting of Yulan Shenghui, but a copy of the flower drawn by Tuo Liuyu on his cuff. For details, see [Chapter 11 Hanxiang]

I'm a bit busy at night, sorry for being late T_T