Once upon a time there was a mountain of secrets

The sun began to shine on the earth, and the entire imperial city was shrouded in peaceful and bright sunshine.

Today, the emperor did not go to court early. Everyone knows that the prime minister's mansion caught fire last night, and the whereabouts of the prime minister's palace Jiuqing are unknown.In other words, it has been buried in the flames.

In the depths of the palace, the gate of Jing'an Palace, the emperor's bedroom, was closed, and the maids and eunuchs knelt outside the gate one by one.And in the hall, the sound of weeping with lust came faintly.

Throughout the night, the cries ranged from sharp and hoarse to weak and intermittent.

In the palace, the large dragon bed was in a mess.Torn clothes, torn sheets, scattered but shocking blood and turbid white residues abound.

Gu Moqian still pierced Gong Jiuqing's body for so many times, as if he never stopped all night.

Gong Jiuqing was tired from crying, lying on the bed with blank eyes, lost consciousness like a puppet without a soul, and then let others manipulate her.

The final vent made Gu Moqian finally feel exhausted.As if he lost all his strength, he fell beside Gong Jiuqing.

However, he didn't dare to reach out to touch the man beside him, and he couldn't even look at him.

why?Gu Moqian didn't understand.

He regretted it very much. If it happened again, he would never let himself hurt him like this.He even wished he could take a knife and cut himself off at this moment.

But so what?

It is impossible to go back in time, and what hurts is what hurts.Once you make that step, there is no going back.

After all... still hurting you again and again.After all... I don't even deserve your forgiveness.

If so, you will never leave.So be it.

Gu Moqian closed his eyes, his face was extremely pale, and finally passed out.

And Gong Jiuqing beside him was staring blankly, lying on the side.He knew that Gu Moqian was by his side, as long as he raised his eyelids, he could see it.

But he didn't want to look at it, he didn't dare to look at it.

The real night of humiliation left Gong Jiuqing physically and mentally traumatized. If he still had the strength at this moment, maybe he would kill Gu Moqian with his own hands.

I thought I was just a substitute, a tool.But he didn't expect that to Gu Moqian, he was just a lowly pet boy.

How ridiculous.What love, what heart.Looking back now, it's like a clown.Maybe it's ridiculous for Gu Moqian to look at himself like this.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous.Even he himself finds it ridiculous, let alone others.

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Fang Yanxu never thought that things would come to this stage. When he stepped into Jing'an Palace, the whole palace was filled with obscenity and a strong smell of blood.As for the two people on the dragon bed, the wound on Gu Moqian's stomach was so large that he could directly see the intestines inside.

Most of the entire bed sheet was covered with his blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and he did it all night.

Now that she lost too much blood and passed out, if Fang Yanxu came one step later, Gu Moqian would probably die on this dragon bed.

On the other hand, Gong Jiuqing, who was also in a coma, was not much better, her lower body was stained with blood, and there were countless traces all over her body, which showed the intensity of last night.

Fang Yanxu couldn't help frowning, he had no choice but to order the imperial doctor to be summoned first, and then order everyone to stop talking.

If he didn't know the truth, he wouldn't be able to understand why the two of them got to where they are today.

But the instigator is the person he loves the most. All he can do is to take good care of them and make them suffer as little harm as possible.

Can you get better?Fang Yanxu looked at Gu Moqian who had his eyes closed but his brows furrowed on the bed and asked himself.

According to Gong Jiuqing's personality, it is estimated that she will never forgive Gu Moqian for the rest of her life.

This idiot, why bother...

While the imperial physician was bandaging Gu Moqian's wound, Gu Moqian woke up leisurely.

Fang Yanxu smiled and said, "It's not the same because the inner strength is so deep?"

Gu Moqian seemed to remember something, sat up regardless of the wound, and asked eagerly, "What about him? How is he?"

Shaking his head helplessly in the dialect, he pointed to the small couch next to him and said, "Hey, I'm still in a coma."

Gu Moqian looked along Fang Yanxu's hand, and saw the person on the small couch with a gray complexion and breathing gently.It was as if he had no soul, not even breath.

Gu Moqian's heart was in pain like a knife, and he even had to press his hand on the heart to relieve the pain.

Fang Yanxu shook his head and said, "I knew this before, so why bother?"

Gu Mo smiled sadly, and said: "If I had known this... If I had known this, I should have treated him as a secret agent sent by my father or Fang Qianyi, and killed him with one blow."

"You have always been so stubborn. Maybe there is some misunderstanding among you?"

"Misunderstanding? He personally admitted that he wanted to go with Gu Moming and let me fulfill them. Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding? Misunderstanding that he has never loved me?"

Fang Yanxu looked at Gu Moqian now, nothing but helplessness.

He didn't know how to persuade Gu Moqian, he could understand Gu Moqian's pain.Just like Li Maoqiu was taken away five years ago.This kind of pain is more intense than cutting out a heart, and going to hell.

"What are you going to do?" Fang Yanxu glanced at Gong Jiuqing, indicating that it was him.

"I will always tie him up, even if he always hates me. Even if it is hatred, as long as he has me in his heart, it will be fine."

"You..." Fang Yanxu felt a little sad when he looked at the demented Gu Moqian.Nan Hui is the most proud person, the one who once felt that everything was in his hands.Today, he is like a beggar with nothing, arousing pity.

However, no one pitied him.His pride does not allow his best brother to pity him, his identity does not allow the world to pity him, and what he does cannot make the people he cares about the most pity him.

Poor, he can only bear all the pain alone.Who knew that the pain he inflicted on Gong Jiuqing was actually a punishment for himself.

Fang Yanxu took a deep breath, and said helplessly and compromised, "Aren't you afraid that he will kill you?"

Regardless of the danger of the wound bursting, Gu Moqian slowly got up.Walking slowly, he walked beside Gong Jiuqing, squatting on a small couch, like a child looking at his most cherished protection, smiling at Gong Jiuqing.

"Okay, if he can be happy killing me, then kill me. As long as he doesn't leave, that's fine."

Fang Yanxu sighed for a long time, and Gu Moqian interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth: "Xu, I want to accompany him."

Fang Yanxu didn't say much, but still took a worried look at Gu Moqian.Then he took out the medicine bottle in his arms, poured out the pills, and stuffed them directly into Gu Moqian's mouth whether he wanted it or not.Said: "You don't want to die."

Gu Moqian did not answer.

But after Fang Yanxu left, Gu Moqian spit out the pills in his mouth, then looked at Gong Jiuqing and said, "Don't be afraid, you are in pain, and I will be with you in pain. You are suffering, and I will be with you. Sorry, sorry Sorry sorry……"

Gu Moqian whispered full of remorse and apology, he knew that he could only say such words when Gong Jiuqing was in a coma.

If he wakes up, he will become the nightmare that hurt him again.

Gong Jiuqing, if we are destined to hurt each other, then we might as well hurt each other deeper.

It hurts that we don't have any leisure to care about anyone except hating each other.It hurts so much that we will pull each other when we go to hell, and it hurts the next life, and we will hate each other in the next life.

Gu Mo smiled lightly, so pale and desolate.

And Gong Jiuqing still closed her eyes, lying there quietly like a corpse...

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