Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

12 years later.

The sunlight meanders down from the windows made of crystal, and then reflects the fine light golden halo. The sweet and creamy smell floats silently in the kitchen, all of which come from the various delicate pastries placed on the table.

A pair of slender and fair hands held an egg mixer to stir the egg mixture evenly. His long light gray hair was tied into a high ponytail behind his head, his pupils were pitch black, his lips were light red, and his facial features were so beautiful that he could not distinguish between male and female.

"Ding!"

The oven made a soft sound, Mu Zhichan put down the bowl containing the egg liquid in his hand, put on thick gloves and pulled out the tray from the oven, the moment he turned around, the pure white wings on his back opened slightly, silently Showed some joy.

"...it seems a bit sweet." Mu Zhichan whispered after tasting the biscuits that were about to pass the test, and when she was about to pour the biscuits on the tray into the packing box, someone knocked on the kitchen door suddenly, boom, boom, boom sounds very urgent.

"Come in." Mu Zhichan raised her voice.

"Your Highness! Oh my God, I found you! Can you go to the Council to persuade His Majesty not to exile Yawei and Yaze! Please!" Lao Xia said anxiously, with an expression on his face that looked like he was about to cry up.

"Exile!? What's going on?" Mu Zhichan looked back at the maid who had served him for nearly five years in astonishment. He knew that Lao Xia had always admired Yaze, and several times he saw her hiding in a corner and watching secretly. Looking at Yaze, the emotion in his eyes was eager and sincere.

"I don't know, it seems that Lord Yaze and Yawei said something to annoy His Majesty." Before Lao Xia finished speaking, he heard Mu Zhichan say "Help me bring the dessert to my bedroom!", and quickly Flapped its wings and flew out.

……

Parliament House.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and there were countless shattered glass slags on the ground made of silver argentite. The dull and oppressive atmosphere made Yawei and Yaze, who were kneeling on one knee, feel fear involuntarily.

But this fear was eventually suppressed by them.

"Your Majesty, if you go on like this, you will eventually die of exhaustion." Yaze said in a deep voice, the blood dripping from the wound on his left face dripped on the ground, and a small blood flower bloomed.

Standing in front of the window, Jesus looked down at them from a high position, the emotions in his eyes were flickering, and there seemed to be undercurrents surging, and the aura around him was oppressive and cold, like polar ice rocks that were about to burst. The introduction can completely collapse and destroy everything.

"Your Majesty, you also know that you can love someone no matter how much you love, but there is one thing that is taboo." Yawei stared down at the broken glass on the ground, and finished the remaining sentence word by word: "Definitely You can't be moved by the truth."

"We know that you love His Royal Highness, and we like him very much, but for the sake of the Celestial Clan and thousands of people, you can no longer be so self-willed." Yaze slowly raised his eyes and looked up at Jesus, with the expression in his eyes The firmness and tenacity make anyone look at it will be moved.

"I'll say it one last time, step back." Yesa stared at them and said slowly, his left hand gently rubbing the power ring on his right thumb.

"Your Majesty, while the current situation is not too serious, please let your Highness go, time will wear away all emotions." Yawei advised in a low voice unmoved, and smiled sadly in her heart.

All the kings of their heavens were from the royal family of the Ye family, but they could not be emotional throughout their lives. The deeper the emotion, the weaker the body would be, until finally they died of exhaustion.

This is not a curse, nor is it some toxic genetics, but a physical defect.

The God of Light endowed the Yeshi royal family with great power, and at the same time took away their lover's power.

Once the royal family of the Ye family is in love, their bodies will secrete a substance that will cause them extreme pain. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is skin and bone. will become weaker.

There are also kings who fell in love with others in history, and their end was either to kill their love or die in pain. None of them could have a good result.

But there is another theory, which is that this kind of debilitating pain will only last for one year. If you survive it successfully, you can transform into a seraph, and your spiritual power will also be greatly improved.

However, none of the rulers in the past has successfully transformed, so over time, this has become an unattainable legend.

"Oh!"

As soon as Yawei's words fell, a gust of swift and fierce wind suddenly hit her, hitting her directly to the wall not far away with great force, and then made a dull sound.

"It's not your turn to talk about my matter. If you say one more word, go to Yingchuan Stone Forest." Jerusalem said, the coldness in his eyes pierced into the souls of the two of them like a sharp sword. deep.

Yawei coughed a few times, endured the pain and raised her hand to wipe away the blood on her lips, when she was about to say something more

"Brother, can I come in?" A young man's clear voice came from outside the door.

Yesa stopped rubbing his thumb ring, looked down at Yaze and Yawei and said in a low voice, "You should know what to say and what not to say."

Yawei and Yaze were silent.

"Enter." Jesa raised his left hand slightly, and the shattered glass on the ground instantly turned into powder.

Mu Zhichan pushed the door open and walked in, and after looking around calmly from the corner of her eye, the corners of her lips raised: "Brother, are you done with your work?"

"En." Jessa looked up at him and responded in a low voice. The huge white wings behind him stretched out, casting a shadow on the ground.

"I've figured out a new dessert, why don't you try it?" Mu Zhichan walked a few steps closer and grabbed his sleeve and shook it lightly, a soft smile appeared in her black pupils.

"Okay." Jesa put his arms around his shoulders, and led him to the door, without looking at Yawei and Yaze from the beginning to the end.

Mu Zhichan and Yesa walked slowly in the corridor side by side, the pale golden sunlight fell on the ground, and the breeze was blowing.

"Brother, if you have any troubles, you can tell me." Mu Zhichan tilted her head and smiled, and the wings behind her lightly touched Jesus's.

"It's nothing." The coldness around Yesa disappeared as early as the moment he left the gate of the Senate, and he rubbed his palm on the back of Mu Zhichan's neck a few times, causing a tingling and numbness. .

Mu Zhichan shrank her neck, and sighed in her heart, wondering when her elder brother's problem of keeping everything in his heart could be changed. When he first entered the door, the suffocating and oppressive atmosphere and the lonely Kneeling on the ground, Yavia Ze's expression didn't look like "nothing".

"This is a cookie baked with milk fruit and cream, but I just tasted it, and I think it's a little bit sweet." Mo Zhichan, who brought Jesus back to the bedroom, stretched out her hand from the silver cup on the coffee table. He picked up a small round biscuit from the tray and handed it to the man sitting beside him.

So, Yesa slightly lowered his head and opened his lips to bite the biscuit held by Mu Zhichan's index finger and thumb. Intentionally or unintentionally, he made his lips touch the other's fingertips, and the soft touch immediately made Mu Zhichan's heart flutter. trembling.

"Very sweet." Yesa said in a hoarse voice, and the tip of his tongue inadvertently swept across his thumb.

Mu Zhichan withdrew her hand helplessly, feeling that sometimes Yesa is like a child, who would act like a baby to him.

But after eating just this one piece, Jesus raised his hand and pressed his aching temple, with a trace of tiredness appearing on his face.

"Brother, do you want to sleep for a while?" Mu Zhichan looked at him and asked.

Recently, for some reason, his elder brother has always looked very tired. Before they were having dinner, they fell straight into his arms and fell asleep before eating a few mouthfuls of Jesus. Well, the distance between the two is very close.

"En." Yesa replied in a hoarse voice, and lay down directly on Mu Zhichan's thigh. At the same time, the huge white wings covered his body and fell to the ground. The sun cast a faint halo.

Mu Zhichan lowered her eyes to look at Yesa's handsome face, and slowly stroked his smooth silver-white hair with her fingers, her gaze was soft.

"Cicada." Yesa closed his eyes and called softly, "No matter what others say or do, you are not allowed to leave my side without authorization."

"Yeah, brother, go to sleep, I will always be with you." Mu Zhichan whispered, watching her left hand being held by the other party, and then interlocking fingers.

He looked at the slightly childish Jesus with some amusement, thinking that even after so many years, Jesus' dependence and possessiveness on him not only did not decrease, but grew deeper day by day.

It seemed that from the third day when he was brought back by Jesus, the brothers and sisters of Yaze Yawei who played well at the beginning kept a distance from him quietly.

But today, I don't know what the brother and sister said, that they were able to make their brother who is always moody and angry so angry...

Mu Zhichan stared at Yesa's sleeping face and slowly frowned. She couldn't help but feel that the other person's face seemed too pale, and her lips had lost all blood.

What exactly happened here?

Three in the afternoon.

After waking up, Jesus lightly rubbed the wings of Mu Zhichan, and then returned to the Council to deal with government affairs, leaving Mu Zhichan alone in the bedroom.

Not long after, a rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded

"Your Highness, Yaze and Yawei are here to visit." Lao Xia respectfully said outside the door.

"Come in." Mu Zhichan, whose thoughts were interrupted, said loudly.

"Good day, Your Highness." Yaze and Yawei saluted one after another.

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down." Mu Zhichan raised her lips and smiled, her eyes involuntarily fell on the small wound on Yaze's face.

"Thank you Your Highness, we can just stand." Yaze said in a deep voice.

Mu Zhichan paused, looked at the slightly dignified faces of the two, and asked slowly: "Is there something wrong?"

"Your Highness, I wonder if you know about the physical defects of the Ye family?" Yawei took a deep breath, looked directly into Mu Zhichan's eyes and asked each word.Update the fastest /mq^q717.c^om/

"...I don't know." Mu Zhichan replied in a low voice, her right eyelid twitched suddenly, and her left hand involuntarily clenched the tassel on the sofa.

The author has something to say: Since the author Hanhan has started an internship and gets off work at [-]:[-] every day, so

The update time has been changed to eleven o'clock in the evening. Babies, don't stay up late.

On the second day, Kang Yekuo expressed his gratitude for the support.