The prince is thinking of escaping marriage every day

"So what? You left me and her because you want to make a good marriage between me and her?" Gu Shibai sneered, looked at Mu Qianli ironically, turned cold in vain, and grabbed Mu Qianli's wrist forcefully , asked sharply: "Mu Qianli, why do you do this, what is your relationship with me? Why can you decide on your own without telling me?!"

Mu Qianli's wrist was hurt by Gu Shibai's pinch, he closed his eyes, his throat choked slightly, feeling the heartfelt agreement from the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to get entangled with Gu Shibai, he just wanted to escape quickly, only to escape, He was able to hold back the grievance in his heart, what else could he say?Today's game was set up by him, he couldn't explain it clearly, and he deserved it.

He broke away from Gu Shibai's hand and turned to go, but Gu Shibai refused to let him go. He grabbed his hand and pulled him back again. The umbrella was instantly blown off by the wind, and the raindrops penetrated into the bottom of his heart Mu Qianli wanted to endure the coldness, but he couldn't help it after all. He stretched out his hand and pushed Gu Shibai away, standing in the pouring rain, and roared at him, "What about you? Why didn't you tell me and decide on your own?"

"What?" Gu Shibai looked at him with sullen eyes in confusion.

Mu Qianli swallowed the bitterness in his throat, raised his head stubbornly, and said every word, as if he wanted to chew these words into pieces: "You obviously don't need to go to the battlefield, why are you going?"

Gu Shibai looked at Mu Qianli in surprise, after a while, his eyes filled with anger darkened, and his thousands of emotions turned into a wry smile on his lips, why?He sighed in his heart, he thought that Mu Qianli was the person who understood him best, but from this point of view, it was nothing more than that, then, what else is there to entangle?He chuckled softly, frowned slightly, turned around and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

This time, it was Mu Qianli who stopped him, almost at an extremely fast speed. When Gu Shibai came to his senses, the long sword in Mu Qianli's hand was already on his neck, and he heard the man roar angrily behind him Said: "Gu Shibai!"

"Mu Qianli!" Gu Shibai turned his head in an instant, grabbed the long sword gleaming with cold light around his neck, and snatched it back into his hand.He gave this sword to Mu Qianli on his birthday. At that time, he thought that he was about to leave and could no longer protect his Qianli, so he gave him such a retractable sword.But now the sword that he sent out with his own hands is resting on his neck, and it has become a tool for Mu Qianli to make him turn back.

Gu Shibai's heart suddenly felt desolate. Sure enough, Mu Qianli will always be the little prince who is aloof and can do whatever he wants. When Mu Qianli is happy, he can be his brother, but when Mu Qianli is not happy, he will put the sword on his chest. In the meantime, Mu Qianli hadn't changed, he hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, what had changed was him, Gu Shibai, who actually turned this extravagant brotherhood into love.

It was the first time for him to call Mu Qianli by name and surname like this, and it was also the first time that Mu Qianli heard his own name completely from Gu Shibai's mouth, but he didn't expect that it was the first time that Gu Shibai called Saying his full name was filled with anger, deep hatred and contempt.He raised his head, and Gu Shibai stood in front of him with a tall and straight figure, staring at him with cold eyes, and said contemptuously: "My own affairs have nothing to do with Mr. Yan Ting, and I don't need Mr. Yan Ting to make decisions for me!"

The rain is still falling, the night is sinking, there are few pedestrians in the market, the silence is terrible, only the shops and restaurants on the street are still lit, the lights are bright, and the street under the night is more and more desolate.

The Fubi Building was very lively, Mu Qianli leaned over, the umbrella fell, and the rain wet his forehead hair at some point, and the wet hair fell down and scattered on his forehead. He stood under the bright yellow lamps, the lights were gorgeous, and he was adorned The pale face became more and more haggard, like pear blossoms on the branches, broken by the rain.

He walked slowly into the Fubi Building, and the proprietress in the building recognized him, and eagerly walked up and asked: "Little prince, it's raining so hard, why do you still come to my place for a drink?"

He raised his head stupidly, swept across the bright lights around the circle, danced and sang, he lowered his hands, and slowly touched the fence around him, and walked upstairs wearily. The proprietress looked at him suspiciously, and shouted: "What kind of wine does the young prince drink?"

He stopped between the railings, raised his head and turned sideways: "Here comes a pot of his favorite Yu Nujiao."

It was raining heavily, if Ling Shuyuan hadn't passed by the door of Fubi Tower and saw a familiar umbrella floating in the rain, he would never have thought that the little prince who had always been precious and noble in front of him would stay in front of him. Looking for pleasure and getting drunk in the elegant room of Fubi Building.

When he entered, Mu Qianli was hugging a group of Yingying Yanyan and drinking happily. Although Mu Qianli is now 15 years old and born very well, he is also capable of pulling these beauties to have fun, but Ling Shuyuan saw such a But the scene was still stabbed, the little prince he had always respected had fallen into such a situation, it was really unimaginable.

But when Ling Shuyuan calmed down, he realized that Mu Qianli was not looking for fun. He was lying in the arms of those beauties. It flows down and flows into his neck, every time he sips a cup, there is sorrow at will, he is willing to fall, in the fragrant arms of the beauty, under the sake of the golden cup, torturing himself without mercy, Give up on yourself

Ling Shuyuan was taken aback by what he noticed. He approached Mu Qianli, wanting to see what happened to Mu Qianli?A bunch of Yingying and Yanyan were making noise around him, he frowned, waved his hands to let these women go down, the surrounding gradually quieted down, Mu Qianli seemed a little unaccustomed to it, he raised his drunken eyes, looked around, shaking with doubts Shaking his head, he reached out and patted the table and shouted: "Where are people? Why are they gone? I am happy today, and everyone who drinks with me will be rewarded?"

He didn't seem to notice Ling Shuyuan standing in front of him, and he still said to himself: "Gu Shibai, what's so good about you? You like Yinque, don't I have no girls like me?" He said he was annoyed, straightened up, and patted the table angrily: "My son likes some girls, and some like it!" He slammed down on the table again, shaking the wine glass in his hand: "I don't want you to like me, Gu Shi Bai, I don't want to... like..."

Mu Qianli lay down on the table and fell asleep drowsily. He talked a lot of nonsense when he was drunk, and he couldn't make a sentence intermittently. Ling Shuyuan only understood a sentence of Gu Shibai. He went to Mu Qianli's side, but he couldn't help him. Mu Qianli was muttering something, so he leaned over to listen, and Gu Shibai was still singing one after another.

Mu Qianli couldn't drink enough, he lay on the table and refused to get up, Ling Shuyuan was one year younger than him, and not as tall as him, so he couldn't help him, so he had no choice but to go to General Yun'an's mansion to find Gu Shibai who Mu Qianli kept chanting.Ling Shuyuan put away his umbrella and was about to close the door of the house, but he heard the footsteps of a person behind him. He looked back and saw that Gu Shibai came out of the rain holding an umbrella, went to the eaves, put away his umbrella, and looked at He was slightly taken aback, and before he could speak, he rushed up and asked, "Did you see Ah Qian?"

Ling Shuyuan was stunned, and said in surprise: "So you are also looking for the little prince?"

"Stop talking, where is he?" Gu Shibai grabbed his wrist and asked anxiously. ''

Ling Shuyuan was puzzled for a moment, but he didn't ask carefully, and replied: "Fubilou, the little prince is there..." While drinking, but before he finished his sentence, Gu Shibai opened his umbrella and rushed to In the rain, he ran towards the direction of Fubi Tower.

No.40 Nine Capital City Chapter·Xinyue

Gu Shibai rushed into the Fubi Building aggressively. The beauties at the door were startled by him and scattered around. After all, the proprietress has seen the world, she is not like those girls, but with a smile on her face, from behind the counter Come out to meet him: "Young Master Gu, what's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Gu Shibai didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, rushed over, grabbed the proprietress' wrist and asked, "Where's the little prince?"

No matter how calm the proprietress was, she was also taken aback by his sudden movement at this moment. She subconsciously glanced at the Accord upstairs, sweating on her brow, and said, "Little prince, he is upstairs." The proprietress didn't finish her sentence. , Gu Shibai let go of the landlady's hand and ran upstairs.

There are several private rooms upstairs, Gu Shibai looked for them one by one, and when he found the wrong door, he said sorry and exited, and hurriedly looked for the next one, until he pushed open the door of the fourth room, he finally saw Mu Qianli was drunk while lying on the table, the sound of him pushing the door startled Mu Qianli.

Mu Qianli raised his head in a daze. In his hazy vision, he saw a familiar figure. He was half awake from the wine he drank. He was drunk at the moment. He wanted to reach out to greet him, but he was half awake. The wine instantly reminded him of their quarrel in the rainy night, and he would never forget the look in Gu Shibai's eyes, like frost leaving a sword, gouging out his heart.

He felt aggrieved, and the sadness spreading from his heart gradually spread to his whole body. He opened his eyes and looked at Gu Shibai, but he didn't know that the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and the look of tears in his eyes fell into Gu Shibai's eyes. Gu Shibai felt that his breathing was stagnant for a moment, he stood at the door calmly for a while, suppressed the evil fire in his heart, walked to Mu Qianli, leaned over to help him, with a bit of helplessness in his tone, Apologetically, he said, "Ah Qian, I'll take you back."

"I don't want you!" Mu Qianli waved him away, stood up with difficulty, staggered back, he looked at him resentfully: "Gu Shibai, what's so great about you, I, Mu Qianli, don't need you! "He said, the grievances in his heart welled up, when was he so humble?He is the young prince, the eldest son of Yan Ting of the Southern Palace, but he became so humble before he liked the word "liking".

"What are you messing around with?" Gu Shibai opened his eyes wide, and he pushed towards Mu Qianli, looking at him in disbelief: "You set up today's game." He reached out and pulled out the stretchable short pistol from his waist. The sword, handed it to Mu Qianli: "You also reached my neck with this sword, Mu Qianli, I don't blame you, I never blame you, but why are you making trouble today?" The more he got angry, he stretched out his hand to grab Mu Qianli's wrist, pulled him towards himself, and pressed his chest against him: "You just want me to be with Princess Zhaoyun, but you know very well that I don't like it." she!"

"You don't like him?" Mu Qianli pressed his body against his chest, raised his eyes, and looked at him obsessively with drunken eyes. Mu Qianli's body was scented with alcohol and flowers, which made him a little tipsy.

"Then who do you like?" Mu Qianli stretched out his hand and climbed up Gu Shibai's neck. He was drunk, and when he got drunk, he always felt that there was nothing in this world that could match his heart. He liked Gu Shibai, so much, I like it so much, he smiled and caressed the side of Gu Shibai's face, put his head close to him, and passed on the intimacy in his heart: "Do you like me? Gu Shibai." Bai Erbian: "You like me, Gu Shibai..."

Gu Shibai stared at Mu Qianli in surprise. From the moment Mu Qianli wrapped his arms around his neck, his consciousness was no longer clear. He listened to Mu Qianli sticking to his ear, and heard Mu Qianli's crisp voice There was a sound in his ears, and in his arms was Mu Qianli's soft body, like pear blossoms with rain, falling from the path he passed by, and the pure white flowers rained down on his arms, disturbing the spring water in the pool.

The spring tide in his heart was spreading and growing like a branch breaking through the ground, he stretched out his arms to hug Mu Qianli by the waist, and walked towards the bed deep in the private room.

The bed curtain swayed, and the softness in Mu Qianli's eyes turned into spring water that offended Gu Shibai. Gu Shibai bent down and unbuttoned Mu Qianli's clothes, but when his lips were about to touch him, he stopped. Stretching out his hand to caress Mu Qianli's cheek, staring at him with lustful eyes, suppressing the burning desire in his heart, he asked softly: "Ah Qian, have you figured it out, if I want you tonight?" He bent down, Matching Mu Qianli's forehead: "You are my man. From now on, you will add my Gu Shibai's surname in front of your Mu Qianli's name. Don't regret it."

Mu Qianli half-closed his eyes, and when he heard his words, he slowly opened his bright spring eyes, slowly tightened his hands clasped around his neck, and smiled lightly, "I don't regret it!"

There is a deep sense of spring in the bed, and the rain outside the window has gradually stopped. Their skin is touching, their lips and teeth are intertwined, and in the tide of love and desire between them, the cold of quarreling on a rainy night is dispelled.

The dark clouds dissipated, the Big Dipper flashed in the night sky, and slowly drifted away. In the bed, two people who had seen through each other's hearts hugged each other tightly.

Gu Shibai held Mu Qianli in his arms, and opened up territory on his body, while Mu Qianli lay in his arms, allowing him to develop as he wished. They should integrate each other into their bodies, and it would be best if they would never be separated for the rest of their lives. .

The physical collision never stopped, Mu Qianli lay on Gu Shibai's shoulder and gasped in a low voice, his nose rubbed against Gu Shibai's ear, rubbing against Gu Shibai's ears, he felt the stimulation Gu Shibai gave him, She wanted to cater to him as hard as she could, and gave him everything she had.

The mattress was messy, and the cool wind from the window of the pavilion wet Mu Qianli's eye sockets. He didn't want to lose the person buried in his body. He was greedy for his embrace, his lust, and his protection.

In this tacit night, they dirty each other, trapped in the vortex of lust, and can never get out.

Mu Qianli's tears fell down and fell on Gu Shibai's sweaty shoulders. With tears in his eyes, he pressed it against Gu Shibai's ear, and whispered softly, "Brother Shibai..."

Gu Shibai turned sideways, looked at Mu Qianli in surprise, he lifted Mu Qianli from his shoulders, and looked at him pitifully: "You..."

"Don't go, okay?" Mu Qianli looked at Gu Shibai with tears in his eyes, and unreservedly declared his fragility in front of Gu Shibai. He buried his head on Gu Shibai's shoulder again, bitterly Pleadingly: "Don't leave me, okay? Brother Shibai, don't leave me, okay?"

Gu Shibai had never seen Mu Qianli like this before, that proud and incomparably noble little prince, trembling in his arms at this moment, lying on his shoulder and weeping secretly, begging him not to leave.

Gu Shibai's heart stabbed suddenly. He held Mu Qianli's waist, pulled him into his arms, and warmed him with his own desire. He wanted to let Mu Qianli know how much he loved him and how much he loved him. How much I want to engrave him into my own blood, how much I don't want to be separated from him.

But the letter of war has been reached, he had to send it, he had to leave his country thousands of miles away, and had to go to the battlefield. The guilt spread in his heart, and finally he couldn't help but apologize in his beloved's ear over and over again: "I'm sorry, Aqian, I'm sorry, Aqian..."