After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

Seeing Murong Xun leaning towards Chu Jingrong under the guise of watching chess, that person did not hide, Xiao Yunyan could no longer suppress the jealousy in his heart.

Facing Chu Jingrong's warning gaze, Xiao Yunyan stepped forward step by step and stood in front of the desk.

The hand holding the white stone stopped, Chu Jingrong was a little annoyed.

The words have been said very clearly, why are you so obsessed?Do you have to force him to do everything?

Murong Xun also took advantage of the situation and threw the sunspots in his hand back into the chess jar, hunched his neck and sat up straight. He did it on purpose just now, trying to force Xiao Yunyan to react. .

"Xiao Yunyan, are you..."

As soon as Chu Jingrong opened his mouth, someone grabbed his wrist before he finished speaking.

Needless to say, Xiao Yunyan knew what he was going to say, but he didn't want to hear it, not at all.

Suddenly pulling the man into his arms, and wrapping his other hand around Chu Jingrong's waist, Xiao Yunyan bent down and kissed him fiercely.

His eyes were red, and the suppressed madness in this man's eyes made Chu Jingrong suffocate.

His lips hurt from being bitten, not like the tenderness in the past, but like a storm, as soon as he came up, he clamped the tip of his tongue, conquering the city, as if he couldn't wait to imprint his mark on himself.

Accustomed to being treated cautiously, Chu Jingrong had never seen such a manic side of Xiao Yunyan, and was a little dazed for a while.

Xiao Yunyan felt that he was about to be driven crazy. Yes, his love for Chu Jingrong was always gentle and restrained, but this did not mean that was his nature.

If possible, he also hopes that he can be more reckless, free and easy, as arrogant and reckless as he is on the battlefield. After all, he is just a young boy who has not been crowned. ?

Murong Xun watched this scene blankly, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes, as if he was trying to understand something, he turned his head and let out a miserable laugh.

And this laughter reached Chu Jingrong's ears, making him wake up like a dream.

Struggling violently, Xiao Yunyan bit his lips and refused to let go. Chu Jingrong was cruel, and suddenly pulled his face back. A gap was torn from the corner of his mouth by the man's teeth, and blood flowed down instantly. , adding beauty to his cold face.

Tasting blood in his mouth, Xiao Yunyan realized what he had done, his pupils shrank, Xiao Yunyan hurriedly raised his sleeve robe, trying to wipe off the blood from the corner of Chu Jingrong's mouth.

"Jing Rong, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I..."

However, before he could finish speaking, and the raised sleeve robe failed to reach the corner of Chu Jingrong's mouth, Xiao Yunyan was slapped hard and turned his head away.

This was the hardest time Chu Jingrong had ever hit him. Half of Xiao Yunyan's face was numb and in burning pain.

In 25 years of my life, I have never been so angry as I am today.

"Xiao Yunyan, you are really crazy. I can't understand you when I talk to you. You must force me to do things right?"

It turns out that in your heart, if you hurt someone's heart, isn't it considered a dead end?

Xiao Yunyan suddenly had uncontrollable self-abuse emotions welling up in his heart, and he remained silent without replying. He wanted to know how decisive Chu Jingrong was talking about.

"Qingwu, go to the yard and light a fire." Chu Jingrong ordered in a cold voice.

Qingwu, who was hiding in the next room, originally hid under the bed with his head shrunk.

After yesterday's incident, he already knew that the man named Murong Xun could not do anything to his young master, and the prince waited outside the young master's door last night, so he didn't dare to go out this morning to wait for the young master to wake up in the morning.

Right now, the three of them are constantly cutting and arguing, and how can Qingwu dare to participate in this kind of Shura field?

He was so terrified that he didn't dare to breathe loudly, he pricked up his ears like a frightened rabbit, and silently recited Amitabha Buddha in his heart, hoping that the turmoil would subside soon, but he suddenly heard the young master's summons.

Even if he didn't want to, Qingwu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go out. He didn't know what the young master was going to do with the fire, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only do as he said, set up a firewood pile in the courtyard, and light the bonfire.

The flames were as tall as a person. At this time, the young master came out with something in his arms.

After getting closer, Qingwu finally saw clearly that what the young master was holding...wasn't it the famous piano and sanskrit that the prince gave him?

Could it be...?Qingwu's eyes widened suddenly, and he watched Chu Jingrong throw Sanskrit into the fire with a wave of his hand.

A violin owned by a celebrity through the ages was swallowed by flames like this, and the simple sycamore wood slowly turned black...

The moment Chu Jingrong took out the piano, Xiao Yunyan had a premonition of what he was going to do.

Subconsciously raising his hand to stop him, his arm was raised in the air and then slumped down. Xiao Yunyan wanted to see if Chu Jingrong could really be cruel enough to burn up the desire he had worked so hard to obtain.

When the Sanskrit sound fell into the sea of ​​flames, Xiao Yunyan's heart also burned.

It turned out that you were really willing to stab a knife in my heart.

Chu Jingrong, I can accept your unintentional hurt when you don't love me, but I can't tolerate your deliberate abuse after you also fell in love with me.

People's hearts are fleshy, and it's not that he is not afraid of pain.

It's just that I love you so much, so I pursue desperately and try my best to save you. I hope that the rest of my life can be with you day and night.

But because he loves so much, Xiao Yunyan knows what it's like to love someone, he doesn't want him to hurt, he doesn't want him to hurt, he worries when it's cold or warm, and when he's hungry or hungry.

With a wry smile, Xiao Yunyan finally understood that Chu Jingrong didn't love him, so he was willing to treat him cruelly.

A figure rushed out suddenly, stretched its arms into the fire without hesitation, and hugged Sanskrit out.

Xiao Yunyan's speed was very fast, and the flames failed to lick his arm, but the hot piano body set fire to his palm, and the red-hot iron strings left straight marks on his palm.

Qingwu on the side was already dumbfounded, he seemed to hear the sound of burning meat, and he also smelled a faint smell of cooked meat in his nostrils, I don't know if it was his illusion.

Chu Jingrong didn't expect Xiao Yunyan to do this either, his fingertips trembled slightly, but his voice was so tight that he couldn't utter a single word, as if he hadn't been soaked in water for many days.

Wanting to step forward to check Xiao Yunyan's injury, he took half a step and stopped cruelly.

This time, Xiao Yunyan didn't expect to get Chu Jingrong's love, he rolled up his sleeve robe, wrapped the Sanskrit music ball, and put it in his arms.

With his back to Chu Jingrong, Xiao Yunyan closed his eyes to hide the surging pain in his eyes.

This is the first time he has spoken harshly to Chu Jingrong in a threatening tone: "You promised to be my concubine for two years, and now there is still more than a year left. I will never let you go. After more than a year, you Just stay in this yard, don’t even think about going anywhere.”

Chu Jingrong was stunned, unable to understand what the words meant. It wasn't until Xiao Yunyan's back disappeared at the courtyard gate that he realized that he was... grounded?

Bei Teeth clenched her lower lip tightly, her nails dug into her palm, and the blood on Chu Jingrong's face faded instantly.

Xiao-yun-yan!

who do you think You Are?Who gave you the guts to say such things to me?

He is a disciple of Guigu, a master of a country's emperor, not to mention just the Prince Xiang's mansion, even if it is the imperial palace, he can come and leave whenever he wants.

Chu Jingrong walked towards the courtyard gate, he wanted to see if Xiao Yunyan really dared to restrict his freedom.

As a result, as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, two guards suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

"The prince has an order, please come back, the emperor, and please don't embarrass the little ones."

Chu Jingrong only felt a burst of anger rushing straight to Tianling, his footsteps swayed twice, and he almost couldn't stand still.

Do you dare to stand up?

Holding the stone pillar at the side with one hand, Chu Jingrong suddenly withdrew his strength, Yubai's fingertips hollowed out the stone pillar under his hand, and the hard stone turned into powder in his palm.

Xiao Yunyan, you bastard!

They were just two guards. If he wanted to leave, thousands of troops would not be able to keep them.

Xiao Yunyan should also know this, but he still sent two guards to guard him, making it clear that he was angry with him.

what is this?revenge?

Chu Jingrong's eyes were a little sore. First, he regretted throwing the Sanskrit into the sea of ​​fire because of the impulsiveness just now. Second, he was always held in the palm of his hand and loved. How could he have suffered such grievances?

"Xiao Yunyan, you bastard, Kusano reckless..."

After tossing and turning, he only used these two swear words to vent his anger. Chu Jingrong took a deep breath and took a long time to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

also good!fair enough!Well water doesn't violate river water, so don't see each other again in the future.

When the marriage period arrives, everything will be as he wished, and he will break off his friendship with Xiao Yunyan.

Raising his hand to pinch the skirt of his chest, Chu Jingrong felt a little pain in his heart, thinking that he was too angry just now, but he didn't know that it was his heart that reminded him that he didn't want or want to have nothing to do with Xiao Yunyan.

Murong Xun had already fled when the matter was halfway through, and he had long since disappeared from the room, leaving only a loose game of chess.

If he didn't leave at this time, Chu Jingrong's anger would attack him, and he might attack him.

Murong Xun is actually not afraid of death, he also wants to die, but not at this time.

He needs to know what will happen to the master and apprentice in the end, otherwise he will not be willing to die.

This question has troubled him for many years, and he has no chance to find the answer, so he can only start from others.

He actually doesn't hate Xiao Yunyan, he's just jealous, just...envious.

Back in his own courtyard, Murong Xun held a pot of Tusu wine, leaned on the pillar of the gazebo with a half-smile, and looked towards the sky.

After a while, he looked away again, and took out a folding fan from his pocket, a unique folding fan.

The fan frame is made of steel, and the fan is made of sheepskin. There is a majestic landscape painting on it, which is exactly the purple bamboo forest at the entrance of Ghost Valley.

The signature of the painting is the three characters of flying and dancing - Chu Jiuci.

There was a flash of nostalgia in his eyes, mixed with love and hatred that made people unable to see through, Murong Xun sighed lightly, and put the fan back into his arms.

In this world, there is no hope, only lingering, looking back, his [-] years of floating life, but a big dream was nothing.

The author has something to say:

The attack is still very bottom line and bloody~

You can accept love and ignore when you don't love, try to be a licking dog, and can't bear the deliberate abuse after falling in love!