Legend of the Orchid

"Zhao Tingjie, let me go!"

Li Zhonglan was extremely uncooperative in the arms of the other party, struggling desperately, but the other party gave him a stern look, and then threw him a more cruel sentence: "I have a hundred ways to make you obedient, do you want to try it?" ?”

Li Zhonglan shrugged her shoulders, she really stopped struggling, her expression was like a frightened little white rabbit.

Zhao Tingjie rode up the mountain and walked to the dense forest. It was inconvenient to ride, so he tied the horse to a tree and continued walking up the mountain with Li Zhonglan in his arms.

"What do you want to do?" Li Zhonglan was surprised and angry.

"I heard that the ghost king wants you to stay with him, so that he will save you." Zhao Tingjie raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyelids, and shot his gaze at the person in his arms.

Li Zhonglan was inexplicably flustered and remained silent.

Zhao Tingjie bent down, slipped under a clump of low-hanging branches, and then said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of death? Why aren't you afraid?"

Li Zhonglan was so angry that she coughed: "When did I say that I was afraid of death!"

A mocking smile flashed across Zhao Tingjie's mouth, but he didn't speak any more. He climbed to the edge of a cliff with Zhonglan in his arms, and then stood still. He supported Zhonglan with both hands, and he was about to throw Zhonglan off the cliff.

Zhong Lan's heart was beating wildly, and she forgot the previous suspicion, clasped Ting Jie's back tightly with both hands, and said in a trembling voice, "What do you want?"

His face was pressed against Zhao Tingjie's strong chest, and the familiar masculine breath poured into his nostrils. He couldn't help being a little intoxicated, and almost forgot that he was in a dangerous situation at the moment.

Zhao Tingjie said: "Lan'er, if you don't agree to the ghost king's request, you must die, and you refuse to be with me, and you will die alone one day in the future. Anyway, you will die sooner or later, why don't I help you?" Be a master, how about I accompany you to die today, how about it?"

He had the word "death" all over his mouth, which was very unlucky, but when Zhong Lan heard that he said that he was going to die with her, she was very surprised, she let go of her hand, looked up at him, and found that the other party's eyes were full of indifference look.

"So we can be together forever, how about it?" Ting Jie stared at Zhong Lan and said.

The starlight in Ting Jie's eyes penetrated into Zhong Lan's world instantly, causing the latter's heart to skip a beat. Zhong Lan was silent for a moment, and suddenly a sad and gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "Okay."

He buried his head in Tingjie's chest and hugged him tightly again. He didn't really believe that Zhao Tingjie would die, but what the other said was enough to move him a lot.

Zhao Tingjie on the cliff let out a burst of hearty laughter, and said: "With beauty in my arms, I have no regrets in this life, Lan'er, let's go!"

After all, he flew into the air, Li Zhonglan could only feel the whistling wind in his ears, and his mind went blank. His eyes were closed tightly, and his nails dug into Zhao Tingjie's back. The whole person seemed to fall into a dark world. At the last moment, there were some joyful flukes.

In the end, when the two settled down, Li Zhonglan felt that his body fell, but he didn't feel any discomfort. He opened his eyes and saw that Zhao Tingjie was already sitting on the tree with him in his arms, and he was still smiling at him vaguely. !"

Zhao Tingjie disagreed: "Yesterday you also lied to me."

He looked at Zhong Lan with fiery eyes, couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and murmured: "Lan'er, I never thought you would die with me!"

Li Zhonglan's pale face quickly turned red, and he hesitated to defend himself: "It's not...I...uh..."

His lips were blocked fiercely, his small tongue was also entangled, crystal saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth, and dripped on his slender collarbone.

Zhong Lan panted heavily, and there was a wave of electric current hitting his chest. He didn't realize that he was responding enthusiastically to the other party. At this moment, he only heard Ting Jie laugh: "Did you hold it in for a long time?" ?”

Zhong Lan didn't react, she stared blankly at the other party, and Ting Jie jokingly said, "What are you humming?"

Zhong Lan was so embarrassed that he threw his fist at Tingjie's chest, and Tingjie wanted to kiss him. He turned cold, but refused to follow. As a result, the fragile branches couldn't bear the fight between two people, and after two "clicks", , falling down with lightning speed.

Ting Jie turned over to protect Zhong Lan, and acted as the opponent's human cushion, making close contact with the ground heavily. Although Zhong Lan was better, but because of her weak body, she still couldn't bear the force of the impact, and coughed violently again.

Ting Jie panicked, hugged Zhong Lan in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

Zhong Lan's throat was sweet, and a liquid was about to spurt out of his chest. He swallowed it forcefully, panting, "Let's go back!"

The smell of blood rushed into Zhao Tingjie's nose, which made him frowned. He nodded, carefully picked up Zhonglan, found the horse tied up halfway up the mountain, and took Zhonglan back to the Diaojiaolou slowly.

Jin Yan and Die Xiang were watching His Highness and Young Master Lan return safely, and they both breathed a sigh of relief, but they saw their necks intertwined, their eyes intertwined, and they both looked at each other with helpless smiles, His Highness Zhao's love is too hot, Only Mr. Lan can handle it.

After Ting Jie carried Zhong Lan into the room, Zhong Lan refused to lie down on the bed and insisted on leaving a mark for Ting Jie.Ting Jie smiled indulgently: "What do you want to keep?"

Zhong Lan knelt on the bed, put her arms around Ting Jie's waist, stared at the other's chest, slyly raised the corners of her mouth: "Leave an orchid."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Ting Jie's willingness or not, he took out a dagger with a silver border from the bedside.

Zhao Tingjie's scalp went numb, and he immediately took out the torch and reminded: "Lan'er, sterilize the dagger first."

Zhong Lan took the torch, flipped it over for a long time and failed to light it, Ting Jie shook her head helplessly, shook the torch, and finally lit it.

Then, Ting Jie took the dagger again, carefully burned the blade several times, then extinguished the fire, and handed the dagger back to Zhong Lan, who said with a sinister smile, "Lie on the bed!"

Ting Jie took off his shoes and socks and lay down on the bed. He was so tall that his feet rested on the baffle at the end of the bed. He could only slightly bend his legs and let Zhong Lan sit between his legs. This posture seemed familiar, but The two switched places.

Zhong Lan peeled off Ting Jie's shirt, he touched the smooth skin of the other's chest, a little unbearable, this chest that has not left any scars in the war, but now he will cut several holes by him, if the cut is ugly, it will ruin up?

As if seeing his thoughts, Ting Jie patted his head and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Zhong Lan then took a deep breath, picked up the dagger and cut the first cut on the chest of the courtyard. As soon as the hot blade touched the skin, there was immediately a trace of green smoke rising, and the dark red blood dripped from the neat spot. Rolling out of the knife, Zhong Lan's heart shuddered, and she hurriedly took a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood.

Ting Jie didn't care, and encouraged: "Continue."

Zhong Lan cut several more incisions for the long leaves of orchids. However, the most painful thing is not to cut the skin, but to remove the skin from the leaves. After the scars fade, the red color that is difficult to fade will appear. .

"Tingjie, it may hurt a little, bear with it." Zhong Lan's voice trembled nervously.

"Hmm." Zhao Tingjie hummed softly.

Li Zhonglan picked the meat carefully, and soon he realized that this was not punishment for Ting Jie, it was clearly a kind of torture for himself, the knife seemed to cut not Ting Jie's flesh, but his own heart.

Zhong Lan was sweating profusely, and suddenly a big hand touched his forehead. He looked up and saw Ting Jie smiling at himself gently: "Shall we wipe off the sweat first?"

He was surprised: "Don't you hurt?"

Ting Jie sneered: "What is this little injury?"

Zhong Lan rolled her eyes and sped up her movements. Fortunately, he had learned Danqing in the palace, and his painting skills were not bad. As time went by, a blood orchid suddenly appeared on Tingjie's fair chest, Zhong Lan was wicked The little pink was used as the pistil of the orchid, and a few red petals were picked out around it. Soon, an orchid that was soaked with blood bloomed on the snowy skin.

Zhong Lan went to wring a silk handkerchief to wipe Ting Jie's blood. Seeing that the other party felt no pain, she added a spoonful of salt to the water, dipped in the handkerchief and wiped the other party's body.

At this moment, Zhao Tingjie couldn't bear it any longer, he gritted his teeth and took a sharp breath, Zhong Lan sneered, "I thought you were a hero who is not afraid of pain, but you are also a coward."

Ting Jie hooked Zhong Lan's neck with a big hand, dragged her to the bed, and sprayed her hot and humid breath into Zhong Lan's ear: "Do you want me to turn your bottom into an orchid?"

Zhong Lan blushed, and pretended to push the court steps, but naturally she didn't push away, the court steps slowly stripped off Zhong Lan's clothes, and slowly entered the opponent's body.

It was rare for him to be gentle, but Zhong Lan couldn't stand such gentle movements, and that handsome little face was immediately covered with blackness.

Ting Jie lost interest and didn't want to continue, but Zhong Lan held his hand and said stubbornly, "Don't leave me."

"Lan'er, your body..." Ting Jie worried.

"I'm fine." In fact, Zhong Lan's consciousness was already in a trance, but he still grabbed Ting Jie's arm and said greedily, "Don't leave me."

The court had no choice but to move a few more times, Zhonglan closed her eyes and was lifeless, the court was shocked, and hurriedly pulled out, asking Die Xiang to treat Zhong Lan, he decided to go to Shenzhang Valley tomorrow, no matter if it was a lure or a threat , let the king of ghosts cure Zhong Lan.