I still remember the king's heart

The night is dark, the moonlight is beautiful, and the sound of heavy breathing mixed with a woman's coquettish voice penetrates deep into the curtain.

Panting heavily, Ning Yuan lay on Aunt Liu's body. After all, he was a little weak due to his age, and was sweating profusely. He rolled over and got off Aunt Liu's body.

The woman's winking eyes were like silk, and there was still a wave of emotion in her eyes that hadn't faded away. She wrapped her bare hands around his neck again, and exhaled like blue: "Master Hou, is it because the concubine is not satisfied with serving you?"

Ning Yuan was inexplicably bored. Aunt Liu was usually the one who pleases him the most, but today she is a little bit uninterested. He looked at the slippery hands hanging around his neck, but suddenly flashed across the crabapple in his mind. red.

At an age as charming as a flower, with icy muscles and bones, bullying Frost and Snow, the looming placket made his mouth dry, and he turned over and pressed it down again.

Aunt Liu exclaimed, and was immediately suppressed and turned into an ambiguous moan.

In a courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing, Sang Yu saluted Rong Chu gracefully. Although she was still a little nervous, her attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and she was generous.

"I have seen the boy"

Rong Chu nodded, the corners of his lips showed a gentle smile as always, which easily made people feel good.

"Don't be too polite, get up"

Sang Yu is not a talkative woman, especially in front of strangers, she straightened up and stood aside without saying a word, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

Rong Chu picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, and said in a calm tone, "Ms. Shen should know that the Ningguohou's mansion is in full swing, unless..." He paused, a glint of gloom flashed in his eyes, "The Ningguohou's mansion collapsed, otherwise it would be a This king can't snatch his son's concubine from Ning Yuan."

Sang Yu's eyes were gloomy, she bit her lips and said, "Then do I need to do anything?"

"Ning Guohou's mansion is full of the prince and Ning Yuan's confidantes, surrounded by iron barrels, and the king's spies will break a few as soon as they go in. This king needs eyes and ears."

Sang Yu nodded, his expression became serious, "Understood, I..."

"Miss, don't rush to agree." Rong Chu stopped her words, and gently placed the teacup in his hand on the table, "As far as this king knows, the girl's elder brother, Shen Mu, the servant of the official department, is also working under Ning Yuan. You are a smart person, you should understand the principle that if you are prosperous, you will be prosperous, and if you are damaged, you will be damaged. I hope the girl will think about this matter before she can answer."

Sang Yu bit her lip, with a struggling look on her face, but Rong Chu didn't force her, she still smiled gently, but there was a scrutiny in her eyes.

"Suming, send Miss Shen back home"

It's a pity that she is beautiful and scheming, but her heart is too soft-hearted. It seems that she needs to add another dose of strong medicine.

On the way back, Sang Yu didn't say a word, she was so quiet, she almost couldn't feel the girl's existence, so she lowered her head to look, only to see two butterfly-like eyelashes flickering, as if she was bowing her head in thought or sleeping caught.

Su Ming finds it very strange that she is not afraid of her, even Yuechan is sometimes startled by the murderous aura emanating from her intentionally or unintentionally, and this weak woman who can be easily crushed to death with only two fingers is actually here She dozed off in her arms.

Just like now, looking at her slender neck, which is glowing white under the moonlight, she only needs to free up one hand to gently pinch it, even without using force, this woman will suffocate to death.

For something that is too beautiful, there will always be someone's desire to completely destroy it.

Su Ming stretched out his hand, and the moment it touched her skin, Sang Yu moved, "Is it coming?"

"Yeah" Su Ming bowed his head, tapped the treetops with his toes, landed smoothly outside the bamboo forest, put her down and turned to leave.

A soft cry came from behind "Su Ming", and Sang Yu trotted all the way to catch up with her and stretched out his hand. In his palm was a small clean porcelain bottle.

"This is a muscle-enhancing and skin-nourishing cream made from the pollen of flowers I collected myself and the rain and dew before the dawn. Girls often fight in the shadows of swords and swords, and scars will inevitably be left on their bodies. Wiping this scar will lighten it up."

"No need" She raised her foot and wanted to leave, but the man grabbed her sleeve relentlessly, this was the prescription she found after searching through ancient books, if she was not allowed to accept it, it would be a waste of months Get up early every day to collect dew.

Su Ming frowned, his tone became cold, "Let go"

"Don't let go!" Sang Yu also lost her temper, and raised her eyes to look directly at her. The eyes were shining brightly in the dark night, and she still held onto her sleeve firmly and did not let go.

...Su Ming had the urge to pinch her neck again. In the dark night, a cold light flashed by. Sang Yu took a few steps back with her hands covered. There was cold sweat on her forehead, and it was faintly visible that a large area of ​​her cuffs was wet. .

"I told you I don't like people touching me"

Under the moonlight, there was water in the eyes of the girl in red, and there was still a little bit of disbelief, and then all the fires were extinguished and there was a dead silence.

There are not many friends she can talk to, Huanhua is one of them, and although the other is reticent, she has saved her many times in her heart. Even though she has a purpose, she has already regarded her as a My friend, but I didn't expect to draw my sword against her.

Feeling somewhat lost and sad, Sang Yu squatted down to pick up the small porcelain bottle that had just rolled down on the ground, when a voice sounded above her head unexpectedly.

"give me"

Su Ming saw the water in her eyes, which was as wet as a frightened deer in the forest, and frowned. Women are troublesome. Seeing her still moaning, he reached out and snatched her, "Thank you."

When she withdrew her hand, her cuffs were also stained with blood. She saw Sang Yu frowning in pain and a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, but she still didn't say a word, feeling a little annoyed for no reason.

Why did she take Hanguang without even thinking about it? When Hanguang gets out of the scabbard, she will see blood. She is just an ordinary person who doesn't know martial arts.

"The wound is not deep, go back and bandage it."

After all, his figure flashed and disappeared into the sky like a shooting star.

The small porcelain vase in his bosom was a bit awkward, Su Ming took it out to have a look, then threw it away in an unknown corner with a random wave of his hand.

In the East Palace, the lamp in the study room is like beans, the candle light is dim and uncertain, and the face reflected on Rong You is also flickering, cloudy and sunny.

Aman knelt in front of him, with a gesture of humility that had never been seen before, "Your Highness, Aman has never asked you for anything. Chen Guogong's granddaughter is sixteen years old, she is well-educated and reasonable, and she is a good match."

Rong You stood up cheerfully, clenched his fists tightly, and anger welled up in his eyes, "Ah! Do you know what you're talking about?!"

He is his companion, his aide, the person who lives and dies together, and the person who sleeps with him every night.

Ever since the wolf's teeth were closed three years ago, when Ah Man blocked an arrow for him with his flesh and blood, this secret love has taken root in his heart and gradually grown into a towering tree.

Aman lowered his head, and pursed the corners of his lips, "Yes, Your Highness...Aman is clear...um..."

Before he finished speaking, he was picked up and placed on the table. Rong You is a warrior, and he always likes to be simple and rough. There are thin calluses on the rough palms passing over the skin. Ah Man trembled all over, and his fair face flushed.

"Your Highness..."

"How can you say that you have no clothes, and you are in the same robes as your son? Man, this king promised you."

In Langyaguan that year, the wind blew all over the ground in August and it was cold, and there were many snowflakes overnight.

The army has been trapped for three months, and the horses have been slaughtered. Rong You led his men to dig grass roots in the ice and snow to satisfy their hunger.

"General Nan! General Nan! What's wrong with you?!"

The soldiers shouted from behind, Rong You walked over quickly, A Man fell in the snow, his face was pale, his limbs were twitching constantly.

He was a little anxious. For the first time Ah Man went to the battlefield, he had promised Ah Man's father that he would bring him back safe and sound, and the friendship he played with since childhood did not allow him to leave him here.

Rong You helped the man up, a stern look flashed in his eyes, he took out his dagger and slashed at his palm, blood gushed out, and he brought his palm to the man's lips.

Ah Zhan moved, instinct forced him to open his mouth to bite, warm blood flowed into his mouth, salty and bitter taste, he was startled, and opened his eyes in a daze.

"Your Highness... Your Highness..." He let go of his lips, and the thin lips were stained with blood, which was as bright as red plums falling in snow in this vast snow field.

There are three young masters in the capital, the dusk and the spring are beautiful, and the Nan family, Aman, is the youngest, who makes people grow old with a smile.

A Man is a well-known handsome man in Shengjing, and such songs have been spread in the streets and alleys.

It wasn't until this moment that Rong You finally understood the reason, he had laughed at him for being too delicate and not like a man, but at this moment he suddenly had the urge to lower his head and grab that beauty.

"Your Highness...Your Highness...it's a burden to carry Ah Man...it's better..."

"Shut up!" Rong You yelled angrily in a low voice, "I have fought for ten years, and I still haven't abandoned my brother!"

not to mention……

He stood up, "Come here, send General Nan back to his camp."

Hold on for another three days, just three days, the reinforcements from the imperial court will definitely arrive, A Man, you must hold on.

"Your Highness..." Ah Man gasped, his black eyes blurred, "A Man...how can He De be..."

Rong You's fingertips brushed over a scar on his lower right abdomen, which was especially obvious on the smooth skin, "I remember, you told me that you would never give up on the day the city was broken, and then I only saw your blood-stained white clothes..."

He squeezed him tightly into his arms, "Ah Man, I've already lost you once..."

Aman closed his eyes, and sighed in his heart, Your Highness, emphasizing love and righteousness is your greatest strength, and it is also your most fatal blow.

If you can't make a promise of life and death, Ah Man will accompany you to a happy song, even if the country is blood-stained, you will still be there.

The author has something to say:

How many people are like this, in other people's stories, the one who is sad is ourselves, we have already passed the age of listening to love, we used to like humorous and eloquent people, but now we love people like Su Ming more, the less we speak, the deeper our love.

→_→Ignore the author's messy nonsense, in fact, I just posted it out of feelings, the little angel who read the article, even if I click and abuse me thousands of times, I still treat her like my first love!