Yu Huang

The carriage led to the other courtyard in the eastern suburbs. Li Rui rode a horse and walked slightly in front of the carriage, and Yue Lianyi just followed beside the carriage.

Jun Huang sat paralyzed on the ground since getting into the carriage, with one knee bent, her hands resting on her knees, her head leaned back against the wall of the carriage, and she closed her eyes lightly to fall asleep.

He only glanced at Wen Shu when he got into the carriage, and asked in a low voice, "Wen Shu, you never thought about living from the beginning, did you? When you decided to leave me for the second time, did you ever think about it?" Have you ever felt my feelings? Are you thinking that after you die, I may be sad for a while, but it will always pass, and after a year or so, I will still be me, marrying a wife and having children, little Are you still enjoying your life?"

Wen Shu's face was dead pale, and his body was cold and sweating intermittently.The wings of his nose fluttered slightly, but he couldn't utter a single word.He is speechless, he really... thinks so, he has always been eloquent, with a three-inch tongue that can turn black into white, dead into life.But at this time, he couldn't refute anything, and everything he said was sophistry.

The corners of Junhuang's mouth twitched upwards, and she moved gently but firmly to push away his supporting hand, "No, I'm not that fragile yet. I treated you too badly before, with many bad deeds, too many to write down. If you don't believe me, I don't blame you. I came here to die, it's my business alone, you don't need to bear the burden."

Wen Shu's eyes trembled.

"I like you, it's my business alone, you don't need to be burdened." This is what he said when he clicked on this person's acupuncture points last night, and now this person returns these words to him almost intact, He was completely speechless.

The new wind lifts the curtain inlaid with silver thread in brocade, and the decayed grass under the sky is barren, and the sun hangs weakly, shaking off a few wisps of cold light.

With a tight chest, Wen Shu pressed one hand into a fist against his abdomen, and put the other hand on the table, bending his body into a bow.Heartburn hurts in the stomach, like a flame passing by, but the heart and lungs are cold, one is ice, the other is fire, two phases of torment, doubling the torment.

Feeling very uncomfortable, Wen Shu covered her mouth and tried her best not to make a sound.

Junhuang's hearing is excellent, he stood up slowly, and the crisp sound of iron objects colliding sounded, he helped the man up silently, using his inner strength recklessly to make his palms warm, and pressed them against the bone-chilling body in his arms .

"No need." The man himself was seriously hurt.Wen Shu stretched out his hand and gently pushed Junhuang's chest.

"Don't move." The blood in the chest was surging like a tide, agitating each other, hurting the heart and veins.Junhuang snorted and said in a low voice, she still didn't want to speak, half was angry, half was really weak, but she couldn't see this person suffering, couldn't see him being wronged again.

Wen Shu suddenly felt distressed, and didn't know how many places he was injured, where he was injured, and whether it was serious or not.A certain person's arm was around his waist, and he pressed it with moderate strength. The stubborn ice that never melted all year round was very slippery. In Junhuang's hands, he behaved like a kitten, and was slowly warmed by the warmth. Melted.

Wen Shu frowned in doubt, Xi Yin and Ji Fusu also used this trick frequently, so why is it not as effective as this one?

With one hand on her chest, Jun Huang dragged Wen Shu for a few steps, dazedly touched the corner of the soft couch, and then her body couldn't stop falling, and she fell down with Wen Shu in her arms.

This violent vibration and fluctuation, the internal organs were like duckweed drifting in the sea, tossed upside down, the pain made him almost faint.

Wen Shu was protected in his arms, with her back pressed against his chest, but fortunately, the smell of blood from the tip of her nose lingered for a moment, and gradually became stronger.Wen Shu moved slightly, wanting to turn sideways to see his situation.

"Don't move." Junhuang repeated this sentence, lazily and hoarse, with his chin resting on Wen Shu's head, feeling sleepy.

The fast-moving carriage, the soft couch made of black lacquered hollow nanmu wood, and the sound of the wheels turning blurred in the ears, and Junhuang swallowed the blood in his throat, with an unconscious smile condensed on the corner of his mouth, suddenly there was a wave of An indescribable sense of satisfaction.It turns out that only when he holds this person in his arms can he feel complete.

Such a lingering and warm, lingering and charming posture, if it wasn't for being a prisoner, his life would be in danger at any time, if it wasn't for him and Wen Shu not being in good condition, it would really be suitable for some kind of activity.

It's okay, it's okay, it's okay to die together like this.No matter whether we are facing a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, we can bear it together.He will not let Wen Shu fight alone again.

If he lives, he doesn't know what will happen. It's better to die, then there is no need to panic, worry, or conflict...

The internal force transmitted from the palm of the waist became more and more unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, fluctuating.Wen Shu's anxiety and panic reached the extreme, and he pushed his hand, "Don't waste your energy for me anymore."

"Don't move." Junhuang still used these two words, it doesn't matter anymore, anyway, he won't feel better if he stops, and he won't feel more uncomfortable if he loses a star and a half of true energy. It's useless.

The zhenqi was ups and downs, churning even more violently, Junhuang couldn't help letting go of the hand around Wen Shu's waist, clutching the lapel of his chest and coughing lowly.

Wen Shu immediately turned his head and looked at him worriedly.This man's face was unprecedentedly pale and decadent, a red line protruded from the corner of his mouth, flowing diligently, winding down from his chin.

It was as if the air was pulled away in an instant, and I felt out of breath.

He leaned towards Junhuang's chest, and touched the wet sticky with his hand.

OMG!

Wen Shu gasped, dizzy for a moment, widened her beautiful eyes, put her fingers on her forehead, and stared at the warm blood on her fingers in horror, what did he do?He pretended to be for the good of this man, repeatedly tricked him to avoid him, left him to die calmly, and thought he was a hero with both benevolence and righteousness, but in the end, he actually drove this man crazy, driving him to be neither human nor ghost. look like?

He didn't want Junhuang to die, he must have a way to get out, as long as he wanted, he could.Young Master Wen Shu is omnipotent, and now he must be omnipotent.

Wen Shu pressed his stomach hard, praying that it will be fine in the next time.

Wen Shu raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't finish it. The man's exhaled breath sprayed on the back of his hand, which was warm, and when he touched the man's forehead, it was really scary.

"Junhuang, you have a fever."

"Cough...really?" After the gust of violent cough passed, Jun Huang half-opened his eyes and glanced away, nonchalantly perfunctory, Wen Shu's anxious look of furrowed eyebrows fell into his eyes, and Mount Tai collapsed in front of him And the young master Wen Shu, who didn't change his face, looked upset, but not everyone could see it, he was the only one.Thinking of it this way, I felt quite useful in my heart, and the corners of my mouth curled up unconsciously.

"You're still laughing when you have a fever! You're still proud, aren't you? I'll help you stop the bleeding and give me some medicine first." Wen Shu had nothing to do with him. It was her own fault for leaving without telling him, but hearing this man's tone, it was obvious Wishing to get hurt more seriously, I was really angry, annoyed and distressed.

He reached out to untie the clothes on his body, but he turned sideways to avoid it.

Jun Huang raised her arm to cover Wen Shu's hand, and said with a smile, "No need. It's just right if you have a fever, it happens to be a big natural heater, Wen Shu, are you cold? Just hug me when you're cold."

"Junhuang, how long are you going to be angry with me?" Wen Shu ignored his gag, and said angrily, his stomach, which had finally calmed down, started to churn again.

Even if Junhuang was stubborn, she was also a difficult master to deal with, "It's really not necessary, you can continue to kill yourself, I won't stop you, I'll kill mine too, don't worry about me."

"Who said I'm going to die!" Wen Shu growled with a pale face and lowered his voice, and suddenly fell down, panting heavily with his hands on his waist.

"Wen Shu, don't be angry, don't be angry." Seeing this person like this, Junhuang endured the burning pain in his left shoulder, resigned himself to his fate, and wrapped his long arms around him, pulling the person back into his arms, "Wen Shu, I'm not mad at you, I'm just very distressed. Wen Shu, in fact, you are the most cruel person, even your own life can be used as bait, as a bargaining chip in exchange for those people's escape. I'm very jealous of them, jealous of those people getting You care about and love you very much. Why are you the one who made the sacrifices, and why do you have to bear the difficulties, hardships and dangers? Is it because you are too smart? Is being smart a sin? Wen Shu, I I am not as smart as you, nor as ruthless as you, so I can’t stop you, so I have to let you go. But I don’t want you to be alone, so I have to accompany you.”

This man...

How could he say such touching words in such a calm tone.The crisp and numb feeling soaked into my chest, turning into a cure-all nectar, every part of my body was uncomfortable.

Wen Shu is like a wanderer who has been wandering for a long time. He left his hometown and walked alone. He climbed mountains, crossed the Gobi Desert, and saw all the desolation in the world. He was so exhausted that he no longer had the strength to continue walking.But he suddenly discovered that what he was stepping on was his homeland.

The feeling that I have never had before is a sense of belonging, right?

He was finally, okay, not alone.

Ice-cold fluid slid down my cheeks, is there a leak in the house?

"Wen Shu, you are crying, why are you crying? I'm sorry, I..." Junhuang suddenly felt warm moisture from his hands, and looked down at him, and saw the water stains on Wen Shu's face.

Is this... tears?

Jun Huang panicked and was at a loss, she raised her sleeves and wiped her face indiscriminately.It was the first time he saw Wen Shu cry, Wen Shu never cried, how could Wen Shu cry, he actually made Wen Shu cry?how so?

Junhuang's voice stopped abruptly, and two cold lips pressed against her without warning.

The hand wiping the tears froze in the air, not knowing where to put it.

Junhuang couldn't turn his head, he was stunned for a long time before he realized, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of ecstasy, he cupped his face and kissed him deeply, chasing each other with the tip of his tongue, Qiongjinmodu, no one would show weakness.

Jun Huang reluctantly let go of him until he was about to die from lack of oxygen, panting violently, and Wen Shu's condition was not much better than him.Wen Shu's face was as crimson as a cloud, and a silver thread flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was extremely beautiful and charming.

Wen Shu looked at him, smiled arrogantly, and ordered, "Junhuang, since you said you want to accompany me, you must accompany me to the end. I have changed my mind now, I don't want to die, and you are not allowed to have anything to do." , the smudges of paint were like ink, and his eyes were astonishingly bright, making his delicate and flawless face seem to be surrounded by brilliance.