Murong Yi

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The side hall of Mengmeng Pavilion is usually the place where the personal guards rest in their spare time.At this moment, a small room in the side hall was full of hidden guards dressed in black clothes or standing there.In the Seventeenth Guards, except for those who had missions, all those who were free gathered here, each forming a few small groups, talking in a low voice.There was a round table in the center of the room, Chong Li and the others sat there silently, only Chong Yan propped his chin with one hand, and fell asleep.

Chong Li glanced sideways at Chong Yan.

"Chongyan just finished the task yesterday, so it's natural to be sleepy." A warm voice sounded, and it was Zhongjing who was beside Chongli who spoke lightly. He took the teapot and filled the empty teacups lined up on the table one by one. After everything was finished, he handed a cup to Chong Jue who had just entered from the door and sat opposite him: "Have a sip of tea to refresh yourself."

Chong Jue took it, raised his head and finished drinking, then sat there silently, not knowing what to think.

Chong Fei who was leaning against the door crossed his arms, looked at Chong Jue, and asked, "How is it?"

For this question, the whispered voices of the hidden guards who had been staring at him since he entered the door disappeared instantly, and only Chong Jue's cold voice answered:

"Master is still awake."

Chong Li's stern expression darkened, and before he could say anything, Chong Yan, who had woken up in a daze since Zhong Jue entered the room, squinted his mouth, and before he could think, he blurted out: "...for such a long time, Chong Jing you also Don't go and have a look."

"I read it when you were asleep. The master is suffering from depression, and his mood fluctuated too much for a while, causing the qi and blood to flow backward...it's okay."

"...Who?!" Chong Li suddenly shouted, frightened the hidden guards all stopped their movements, all eyes were focused on the door, and Chong Fei, who was standing next to the door, tightened his sword hand, looking ready. hair look.

Chong Neng is the commander of the Seventeen Dark Guards, and his martial arts are naturally the most profound among them.And with so many people, he was the only one who noticed something was wrong, which made them even more vigilant. ...

The candles on the table trembled, and the door was pushed open.When he saw the person outside the door, Chong Li was stunned: "Chonghua?!!"

Huan Yue was still dressed in black, what was different from the past was that all his hair was scattered all over his body, and water was dripping down from the ends of his hair, obviously he had just finished taking a bath.His handsome appearance, coupled with the indescribable righteousness in his temperament, is extremely attractive. Now that his hair is loose and he is standing there upright, those who are used to his usual attire are stunned.

"...You are here, Chong Hua." Chong Jing smiled slightly. Among the few of them, he and Chong Li were the only ones who could barely get acquainted with him.

"Hmm." Being watched by everyone, Huan Yue felt a little uncomfortable, avoided looking, and took an empty seat at the round table.

Chong Li coughed lightly, and everyone looked away from Huan Yue one by one. However, not everyone agreed with Chong Li.Chong Fei, who has been staring at him since Huan Yue entered the door, suddenly snorted coldly:

"Now that I think about it, huh?"

"Fly again!!" Chong Li frowned.

"What are you afraid of, huh?" Chong Fei glanced back at Chong Li, then looked at Huan Yue with murderous eyes, "Master's heart is too soft, so he's just lying there now. In my opinion, Master promised you back then." Chonghua's name is a mistake!!"

No one in the Seventeen Guards knew who Huan Yue belonged to.With such a loyal and dedicated person by his side, the Seventeenth Guards did not say anything on weekdays, for no other reason, but because it was their master's order and had to obey.However, not saying anything does not mean that everyone has no objection to this.Re-flying is one of the most obvious manifestations.

It wasn't the first time I heard such words, but it was the first time I clearly expressed my disgust and displeasure in front of him.Huan Yue smiled wryly in his heart, it wasn't that he was late on purpose, it was just because he had just handed in the task and hurriedly took a shower to clean up the smell of blood, but he was still too late.He was well aware of the Seventeen Guards' rejection of him, but he couldn't ignore that person's condition, he was hesitating outside the door, but was noticed by Chong Li, and had no choice but to enter the house.

He didn't look at Chong Fei, but just took the tea offered by Chong Jing, took a sip, and stopped talking.

Seeing Huan Yue's reaction like this, Chong Fei gritted his teeth resentfully, Chong Jue got closer to him, and before he could say anything else, he clasped his right hand on the sword with one hand, the intention of appeasement could not be more obvious.

Chong Fei met Shang Chong Jue's eyes, after a while, he finally turned his head and said nothing.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, the other hidden guards immediately resumed their conversations. In the small room, no one went to see Huan Yue for a while.

"You don't have to pay attention to what he said. Chong Fei has that kind of temperament. He looks cold on the outside, but in fact he has a very violent temper." Chong Jing said.

But he was telling the truth, wasn't he?Huan Yue thought about it in his heart, then raised his head to look at Chong Jing, indicating that he didn't take it to heart.

There was no words between the two of them for a while, and Chong Jing sighed silently in his heart.

"...that... master..." Huan Yue's gaze was glued to the teacup in his hand, and he hesitated for a long time before saying a few words.

"Don't bother you, Reprint is by Master's side." Chong Jue at the side suddenly said indifferently.

Huan Yue was taken aback, as the only secret guard in the [-]th Guards who had served in bed, he had an impression of Reprint.A sour feeling filled his heart, he sat alone for a while in silence, then Huan Yue got up and left the house.

……

"Finally gone." Zhong Fei heaved a sigh of relief, "...I'm really afraid of stabbing myself with a sword."

Chong Jing was helpless: "Master and their affairs, what are you two messing up?"

"...I don't like him." Chong Jue's tone remained unchanged.

Chongyan, who has never spoken since coming in from Huanyue, was puzzled when he heard this: "Why?"

"There's no reason, it's just not pleasing to the eye!" Zhong Fei said bitterly, and with a snap, he pulled the chair away and sat down next to Chong Jue.

There is no moonlight tonight, the strong wind is raging in the darkness, the trees tremble weakly in the wind, and the dust mixed with the growing humidity is floating in the air.The faint soft light from the lamp hanging under the eaves sprinkled on the ground, illuminating the way forward.

The person who was walking quickly stopped and looked up. It was not his illusion, but the water that melted on his fingertips was the evidence.Presumably, a heavy rain tonight must be indispensable.

Thinking of this, Huan Yue quickened his pace, but when he saw the vermilion gate, his pace slowed down again.

He didn't encounter many obstacles along the way, but every step he took was extremely difficult.He didn't know... What he wanted to do here... He clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to gain strength from the clenched hands, and finally, he walked outside the door.

Inside the house, there was silence.

Outside the house, Huan Yue stood upright in the darkness.

The sweat towel wrung out from the basin lightly fell on Murong Ni's face.First wipe the frowning brows, then around the eye sockets, and finally on both sides of the cheeks... After a simple wipe, reprint and put the sweat towel on the side, and tuck the corner of the bed for the person on the bed again, the result is As soon as he raised his head, he froze.

A teardrop was slowly sliding down Murong Yan's cheek.

The heart was picked up fiercely, and Chong Yin wiped away the tear with his hands, but the sudden violent fluctuations in his heart could no longer be calmed down, only by stretching out his hands to wrap his arms around the man, it seemed that the pain could be relieved a little.

He followed Murong Ni when he was 20 years old, except for the time when Xie Chen died, he has never seen him shed a tear in all these years.People have weaknesses, but that person always walks ahead of them alone, bears everything alone, and even never looks back, let alone rely on this word.

……

"……reprint."

At the same time as the dry voice came, a light kiss fell on Chong Yin's neck.

"...Master, master?!!"

In a panic, Chong Yin struggled to get up, but in the next moment, Murong Yan's hand on his back was pressed down: "Don't move, let me hug you."

"……Yes."

Although he didn't understand the other party's intentions, Reprint still answered.In order not to press down on the person under him, Reyin could only use his hands to support his sides. This awkward posture didn't last long before Murong Yan noticed it.

With a little effort, the reprint, which didn't use much effort at all, was led around in a circle by the person under him, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a handsome face with a slight smile close at hand.

Murong Yan stared at the man who was lying on the bed stiffly with his arms and legs out of place, and smiled, but couldn't stop laughing, and the arc of the corner of his mouth finally stiffened into a sad and stiff wry smile.

"master?"

The people below spoke up.

Looking at the sharp-edged face reprinted in the firelight, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

Is this real? ...Yang or is this just a dream?Or is it a dream within a dream? ?

The body in his arms is warm, sticking to it, there is the sound of a beating heart, that is the only truth he can feel and grasp at this moment.

Lips stick to upper lips, slightly cool, but very comfortable.

The eyes are gradually closed, just drawing on them based on feeling, and finally invades the mouth of the person under him, and begins to entangle with tongue.

Reprint was caught off guard by the sudden kiss, but at this moment, the gentle person was full of aura that could not be refused, so when Murong Ni's hand tried to tear off his belt, he only resisted a little, Just obey that person's actions.However, when the man's body was pressed against him tightly, he couldn't help but move slightly.

Sensing the other party's resistance, Murong Yi put a little distance between the two of them, and stared at Reyin.

Murong Ni's eyes were deep black and translucent, like crystal clear black gemstones. At this moment, they were full of gentleness like water, reflecting the flickering flames, covering them like gauze.Reyin saw himself in those dark pupils, and suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and was taken aback for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, Murong Yan had already chuckled softly on top.

"Master!" Caught off guard, □ was held, and a blush floated on Reprint's cheeks.

It turned out that after several frictions between the two bodies, the reprint was already emotional.

Embarrassed, he turned his head away, and his black hair, which was about to loosen, all fell apart under his movements, spread on the bed and on his protruding shoulders, and there was a slight difference from his own stern temperament different charm.

Murong Yan froze for a moment.

What comes to mind is the scene when they first met.At that time, he was holding a long sword, his expression was as indifferent as ice, and his eyes were cold and emotionless.But now, the same person, beneath him, is showing a side that he may not even be familiar with or know, allowing him to take whatever he wants.

Murong Yan let out a long sigh in his heart, then bent down.

That world is gone.Those memories are meaningless.Blindly clinging to the past will only ignore the reality of the present!

At this moment, it is him who makes the reprint show this side, he is him, the name is just a code name, why should we be persistent, why should we care? !Han Xiao is him, and Murong Ni is also him! !