Capture Creator X1

Xu Shicheng's expression of shock was obvious, and Shanlouye couldn't help asking.

"what happened?"

"What... is that on your neck?" Cheng Jieyi asked softly.

Shan Louye's expression changed, the scar on the back of his neck was usually covered with hair, and he didn't remember it after a long time.

But when the boy in front of him found out, he felt a little inferior.

Shan Louye naturally thinks that he is good in everything, but the scar on the back of his neck is really the only flaw in the perfect Shan Louye, which cannot be denied.

Shanlouye showed a relaxed look, grabbed Cheng Jieyi's fingertip and bit it.

"It's just a scar, nothing to be fussed about."

"Can I take a look?" Cheng Jieyi wanted to lift Shan Louye's hair, but Shan Louye took a step back.

As much as people in this world love beauty, it is difficult for them to bear seeing their shortcomings.

Shan Louye frowned and looked at Cheng Jieyi, did the young lord want to use this as an excuse to reject him?

But Cheng Jieyi's eyes were clear, and he didn't seem like someone who wanted to take advantage of others' flaws to make fun of them.

Under the begging eyes of the young man, Shanlou Yesheng couldn't bear the slightest thought of refusing, he spurned his own illness, and after being looked at so softly by others, he wanted to obey him.

This little His Majesty is really, really... too bad.

Shan Louye blamed Cheng Jieyi's "badness" for his soft-boned compromise and temptation, as if he hadn't retreated to the point of no return.

"Just watch it if you want! What's so interesting! If you faint later, you can sleep with me tonight!" Shan Louye said in a vicious voice.

Shan Louye just lifted his long hair with one hand, revealing the scar of stamina.

Cheng Jieyi's pupils shrank when he saw the scar, he had indeed seen this scar before.

It is exactly the same as the one on Di Shitianhou's neck and the one on Ayanhou's neck.

The first time was accidental, will it be the second time?

"General...why are you injured?" Cheng Jieyi reached out and gently stroked the bright red scar on the back of Shanlouye's neck.

Shan Louye was caressed by those soft fingertips, and his whole body felt like an electric shock, trembling with comfort.He wanted to be touched by Cheng Jieyi, but felt that it was not strong enough, but if Cheng Jieyi stopped touching him, Shanlouye would become inexplicably annoyed again.

After a long while, Shanlouye let down her hair with great perseverance, turned around, raised her hands uncomfortably and rubbed the back of her neck.

"Accident! When I was a child, I encountered a fire in the Yanhuo Shenmu, and when I was running away, I was whipped by a burning twig."

"...Really? The wound is really deep."

Cheng Jieyi couldn't see the scar, but he was sure there was something wrong.He looked at Shanlouye's face, except for Shanlouye's somewhat patient and uncomfortable expression, Cheng Jieyi didn't see anything related to Ah Yan from it.

"I used to have a friend who had the same scar on the back of his neck like the general. The scar was very deep. He said he was cut from the back with a knife, and he survived with difficulty."

"I thought . . . the General as well."

Shan Louye listened to Cheng Jieyi's words, but couldn't understand the meaning.

"That's him, but does His Majesty still have friends in the palace?"

Cheng Jieyi nodded and shook his head again, with a weird smile on his lips.

"If he likes to lie too much, I don't know if this is still a friend."

Cheng Jieyi looked at the jade on the table and bowed slightly towards Shanlouye.

"General, please carve the jade leaves earlier, I, I still have some things to do, I have to go back to the palace first."

Cheng Jieyi's mind was a little confused, Shan Louye held his hand all the way, trying to keep him, Cheng Jieyi was lost in thought as if he couldn't hear him.

If it wasn't for Shan Louye who felt that he and Cheng Jieyi were about to get married, he had to show a little bit of gentleness before getting married, otherwise he would have demolished the yard with his bare hands in a rage.

"Your Majesty, if there is any hindrance in government affairs, please let me know. If anyone is disobedient, I will make him obedient."

Shan Louye raised his hand to prop up the car curtain, and squatted halfway outside the car.

"It's not a big deal." Cheng Jieyi stabilized his mood, and his gaze fell on the back of Shanlouye's neck again.

Shanlouye really could bear it to the limit, he licked his red lips, and smiled on his peony-like face.

"That being the case, for the sake of my promise to His Majesty, how about giving me another gift before His Majesty goes back?"

"what gift?"

The young man looked at Shanlouye suspiciously, his pupils were black and white, and when he was in doubt, he would open his eyes slightly, and those peach-blossom eyes became a little round, looking like a young deer in the mountains and rivers.

Shan Louye answered Cheng Jieyi with practical actions, the kiss in the bedroom was not finished yet.

The curtain was lowered, the carriage moved slightly, and then there was a loud applause. The young man, as gorgeous as a peony, licked his lips and pressed the red mark on half of his face, as if he had just tasted some soft and tender water Tofu happily got off the carriage.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty."

The carriage left, Cheng Jieyi sat in the carriage and blushed.

There was still the overbearing and rich fragrance of Shanlouye's body in the car, Cheng Jieyi raised his hand and wiped his lips with a handkerchief, finally he raised his head and took a few deep breaths before he calmed down.

As the carriage drove back to the palace road, Cheng Jieyi put his fingers on the earrings and asked the system.

[Are there other dreamers in this plane? ]

[Detecting...no other sources]

[Is Shanlou Ye A Yan? ]

[problem refers to unknown, cannot detect]

Cheng Jieyi pursed his lips, tapped his fingers on his knee twice, and continued to communicate with the system.

[Is Shanlouye a creature of this plane? ]

[Detecting... yes]

After the system gave the answer, Cheng Jieyi raised his hand and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

Then why did Shanlouye have that scar on his neck?

Cheng Jieyi recalled the courses of the Dream Maker Academy. After a while, he imagined that he remembered something, and continued to ask the system.

[Will Shanlouye be played by a dreamer with free mission authority? ]

[problem refers to unknown, cannot detect]

How can it refer to unknown?

Cheng Jieyi pursed his lips, either he was playing the role of a dream maker, or he wasn't. Couldn't the system detect this problem?

Cheng Jieyi was thinking about it, but saw the carriage stop suddenly.

There were a few clattering hooves in front of the carriage, and then Cheng Jieyi heard the coachman outside shout "General Yue".

Cheng Jieyi raised the curtain of the car and saw Yue Jianglian who was riding a white horse and wearing a snow-white gown today.

Yue Jianglian seemed to have come here specially to chase after Cheng Jieyi, the horse panted and ran for a long way.

"His Majesty."

Seeing Cheng Jieyi lift the curtain of the car, Yue Jianglian got off the horse and stepped into the carriage lightly.

When the curtain of the carriage fell, the space of the carriage became much smaller, and the distance between Yue Jianglian and Cheng Jieyi became extremely close.

Yue Jianglian looked at Cheng Jieyi's complexion, Cheng Jieyi was a snow-skinned beauty, but today's lips were extremely red, as if there was a burst of life and fragrance coming from under the snowy skin.

Yue Jianglian frowned, and the person he stayed at Shanlouye informed that Shanlouye seemed to have done something wrong to His Majesty outside the gate of the mansion.

Yue Jianglian wondered if it should happen, but she couldn't help but went out and stopped Cheng Jieyi all the way.

Looking at the tearful eyes and bright red lips of the young man in front of him, Yue Jianglian was pierced into the heart with a cold sword, and he couldn't even move his fingers for a while.

Then came the hot killing intent that filled his heart.

Yue Jianglian took a deep breath, the color in those gold and silver pupils was so thick that it was about to overflow, he turned his head slightly, as if he was about to get off the carriage, but he turned his head and explained to Cheng.

"Your Majesty...you..."

Don't try harder, if you are willing, as long as you say that sentence to me, no matter what you want, I will definitely satisfy you.

But before Yue Jianglian could express his full of emotions, Cheng Jieyi's expression changed, and he suddenly raised his hand to poke at the back of his neck.

If ordinary people dared to raise their hands to touch Yue Jianglian's vitals, Yue Jianglian would have already broken the opponent's neck, but Cheng Jieyi didn't even dare to move after such a touch.

"What is Your Majesty going to do?" Yue Jianglian asked without any resistance.

Cheng Jieyi touched the scar on the back of Yue Jianglian's neck, and was speechless for a moment.

Just now when Yue Jianglian turned around, he lifted his hair, and he vaguely saw a red mark, but now he touched it and it was real.