Liu Huafei

"Hmm..." Nianhua clutched her forehead and woke up from the darkness in a daze.

There was a burst of pain in my head, and I felt dizzy when I opened my eyes, and Nianhua couldn't remember what happened for a while.

He was walking in the woods with Fang Junhao before, talking about going home, but it seemed that he had arrived at this place in a blink of an eye.

"Lin Lin... Lin Lin──" Nian Hua said, her voice was a little hoarse, and her throat was dry and painful.

"You're awake." A voice suddenly sounded in the darkness, and Nianhua felt the bed beneath him sink a little bit, and a big hand also pressed on his shoulder, holding down his surprised movement of trying to sit up straight.

"Lie down, your body is still very weak." The man said again.

Nianhua was in a daze, and only then could he recognize that it was Yuan Mutian's voice.

"Your Majesty?! Where's Lin Lin!" A bad premonition welled up from the bottom of his heart, Nian Hua grabbed Yuan Mutian's hand and asked with difficulty.

Yuan Mutian stared straight at Nian Hua's face in the dark.It's only been a few dozen days since I haven't looked at him so closely, but it seems like decades have passed.What kind of sorcery is in this young man that makes him linger so much? !

When there is no time around, it seems that even the surrounding air becomes cold, as if the sun is suddenly far away; it seems that the sweet spring is lost, no matter how much water you drink, you can't quench your inner hunger and thirst.

Yuan Mutian never believed before that there would be someone who could make him so reluctant to part with him.But those inexplicable meaningless and redundant emotions took root and sprouted in his heart.I don't know when it was, and I don't know how deep the roots have been planted in his heart.

This is the emperor's most cumbersome burden, the most unnecessary emotion, but he has been tightly bound, and he can no longer get rid of it.

"Nianhua, I am by your side, don't call someone else that." Yuan Mutian's voice was calm and steady, and no emotion could be heard.

A hand suddenly caressed his face lightly, Nianhua was taken aback, and suddenly raised his hand to knock it off.

"Yuan Mutian, all your hatred is directed at me, Lin Lin---Fang Junhao is innocent, don't make things difficult for him!" Nian Hua felt more and more anxious in his heart, he struggled to sit up, stretched out his hand, The fingertips touched Yuan Mutian's skirt, and he grabbed it fiercely and pulled it towards him.

Yuan Mutian followed his strength and fell forward, Nianhua instantly felt the familiar aura rushing towards his face, but it was too late when he wanted to push it away, Yuan Mutian had already pressed his wrists against the head of the bed with his backhand , looking down at him.

Eyes that are used to the darkness can only see Yuan Mutian's slightly dark eyes at this moment.

"Nianhua, is this how you think of me?" Yuan Mutian said slowly.It was still a deep voice with no emotion, but Nianhua suddenly felt that those eyes that were so deep that he couldn't see through them made it hard for him to look straight at this moment.

"You don't care what I think, let me go quickly! Tell me what happened, where is Lin Lin?!" Nian Hua shouted roughly, trying to break free from this ambiguous entanglement.However, the internal force on his body could not be exerted at all, and he couldn't even shake off Yuan Mutian's suppression.

"There are assassins attacking tonight. You and the regent ran away alone. They found an opportunity to attack you. Now the regent is also injured and is recuperating in his tent." Yuan Mutian explained slowly, but gradually He lowered his head a little, and lay on Nianhua's chest.That warm and powerful heartbeat was nothing special, but it just made his heart feel warm and comforted.

"Nianhua, if you know me well, you will know that I didn't do it."

Nianhua shook his head.understand him?He didn't know if he knew Yuan Mutian well, and he didn't know which face of Yuan Mutian could be trusted.

Besides, he's not without such a criminal record—I don't know who gave him a weak tendon, let him let his hands and feet be at his mercy, what's the point of pretending to be pitiful at this time? !

"In that case, please ask the emperor to let me go back. The regent is injured, I have to go back and take care of him." Nian Hua gently moved his suppressed hand and said.

Yuan Mutian, as if he didn't hear it, continued on his own: "This time, it's the assassin sent by the little emperor of Wanliu Kingdom. He has almost captured Fang Junhao's forces left in Wanliu, so naturally he will I want to cut the weeds and get rid of the roots. If people like Fang Junhao don't get rid of them, I'm afraid that the little emperor's heart will not be at peace."

"I don't care who sent the killer, I want to see him now." Nianhua was worried about Fang Junhao's injury, and struggled more and more fiercely.

He is really worthless for Lin Li.Regardless of Lin Li's reason for saving the old and declining Wanliu Country—maybe he just used this real country to play a grand strategy game, or maybe he just wanted to practice some of his ideas—but no matter which Well, that little emperor is an absolute beneficiary, and Lin Li never thought of fighting for the throne.He literally taught the young emperor how to take back the imperial power from him, but now he was pecked back by the eagle raised by himself.This is really a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who doesn't know a good heart.

Yuan Mutian's hand holding Nianhua suddenly increased his strength, and his voice became lower and darker: "Fang Junhao, Fang Junhao! What is your relationship with him, it is worth remembering him so much! I found out a long time ago, Fang Junhao The real hometown is far away in the land of Yueyou, but you don’t have a trace of Yueyou’s blood in your body, what kind of fellow countryman are you and him! Have you played enough in front of me! Have you let him touch you?! You also Will he spread his legs and move Cheng Huan?! Ah?" Yuan Mutian suddenly bit Nianhua's neck fiercely.

The sharp pain made Nianhua frowned, but his weak hands couldn't push the person on him away.

"You're crazy Yuan Mutian! Let me go!" Nianhua struggled wildly and shouted loudly.

"I'm crazy. If I'm not crazy, why don't I let go of the three thousand beauties in the harem, but I can't let go of you?! If I'm not crazy, why do I force myself to watch you and other men come to love each other for more than ten days?! Even if you were touched by him, it doesn't matter, Nianhua, you belong to me, and you can only belong to me for the rest of your life!"

It wasn't until those lips firmly covered his own that Nianhua tasted a strong smell of wine, but his previously dull nose hadn't smelled it.

Yuan Mutian acted so normal before, so he was drunk like this!Nianhua said angrily in her heart, while trying to shake off Yuan Mutian's forceful kiss.

"Who has been touched by someone, Lin Lin is my best friend, you don't understand at all, you treat everyone as perverted as you are!" Nian Hua shouted without hesitation, "Yuan Mutian, If you are sensible, let me go quickly, or I will beat you all over the place!"

But Yuan Mutian didn't hear it, and continued to persistently pursue Nianhua's lips, and when he couldn't kiss his lips, he gnawed on his face for a while, like a lustful ghost who had been hungry for a long time.

The stinky emperor is the stinky emperor, and the violence is taken for granted.Nianhua bit her lip and endured being smeared with alcohol-smelling saliva all over her face, while secretly accumulating internal strength.

Wisps of internal force accumulated on the palm from all parts of the body, although not as deep as before, at least it was more than enough to push away the drunk.

Nianhua gritted his teeth and exerted force suddenly──Yuan Mutian on his body was not pushed away by him, but suddenly there was a sharp and extremely sharp pain emerging from all parts of his body, covering every corner of his body instantly like a tide, as if Even the tiniest cell trembled in this inhuman pain.

Nianhua suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth wide, but the pain was extremely silent.In an instant, he was drenched in cold sweat.

Yuan Mutian also felt the abnormality of his age, and his drunken mind became sober in an instant.Nianhua's appearance of extreme pain made Yuan Mutian's heart twitch. He quickly hugged Nianhua in his arms, but he didn't know where to put his hands. It seemed that no matter where he touched, Nianhua's pain would be deepened.

"Nianhua, what's the matter with you, what's the matter with you? Imperial doctor, send the imperial doctor quickly!!!" Yuan Mutian's usually calm voice was rarely tinged with panic.

In his eyes, Nianhua has always been strong, invincible, invincible, and will not be hurt by anyone or anything, and only in this way can the strong be qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

But now that he holds Nianhua in his arms, he only feels that the person in his arms is as fragile as cattail grass in the wind, as if it will disappear with the wind at any time, so that he will never be able to grasp it or touch it.He seemed so in need of protection and pity.

With trembling hands, Yuan Mutian embraced Nian Hua, who was also trembling from the pain, in his arms.He is a goshawk in the sky when he is fighting on the battlefield, he is a goshawk in the sky when he saves himself in danger, but the young age nestling in his arms is still his delicate canary, and he should be cared for pity.

So how could he allow his canary to be punished by someone else's death for no reason, but forget to cherish him just because his wound can heal? !

Why did he not understand such a simple truth until now? !

As if to punish his slowness, Nianhua suddenly let out a cry of extreme pain, but it was only a short cry, and then it was like being strangled by an evil spirit, leaving only the sound of painful gasps, and could not utter any more. sound.

Yuan Mutian felt his hands caressing Nianhua's back suddenly feel wet and sticky, and by the light of the light that had just been lit, the bright red blood pierced Yuan Mutian's breath.

As if he understood something, he gently lifted the clothes on Nianhua's back with trembling hands——under the flickering light of the fire, a series of horrifying and ferocious wounds criss-crossed on the fair skin.

Yuan Mutian knows better than everyone how beautiful that flexible waist and back are, but at this moment, it has become bloody and torn in front of his eyes.

This kind of wound is no stranger to Yuan Mutian, it is the wound made by the executioner who executed the rod with great force, and every wound wants to take someone's life.