America's strong and miserable desire to destroy the world

Inside the Tai Chi Hall.

Wen Qiusheng clutched the quilt, dripping with sweat, and Xue Yan had crazy eyes in his sight.

Since returning to the palace, Xue Yan has been pestering him endlessly.The tyrant seemed to be aware of Wen Qiusheng's changes. The great sense of insecurity made him desperate and crazy. He used to have the bottom line of being a king, but now he holds it in front of Wen Qiusheng with his own hands, waiting to be trampled to pieces. , hoping that this surrender would make Wen Qiusheng change his mind.

When he surrendered, he was a dog at Wen Qiusheng's feet, but when he was lingering, he turned into a greedy and insatiable wolf again.

He stared closely at Wen Qiusheng's reddened eyes, his movements were fierce, but his questioning tone was full of anxiety, "Are you with the evil monk? What's so good about him that you would rather feign death and follow him? I Can't satisfy you?"

Before his suspended animation, Wen Qiusheng had been looking for traces of the evil monk.At that time, Xue Yan thought that he was only interested in rumors, but now, he no longer thinks so!

"Satisfied?" Wen Qiusheng chuckled, "Well... If your majesty insists on making this comparison, the evil monk is indeed younger. Although he is not yet experienced, it really makes me happy. Sure enough, young people are different—"

They did!

Xue Yan was furious when he heard this, and said viciously: "He is just a lowly traitor! How dare he miss you! I will tear him apart!"

"What? Is His Majesty angry? Yes, after all, no matter what His Majesty does, he can't be young anymore, eh—"

A muffled snort blocked Wen Qiusheng's ridicule. He closed his eyes tightly and curled up his fingers. The sudden sensation made his brain go blank.

Xue Yan's eyes were red, and he bent down, the tips of his teeth were grinding on Wen Qiusheng's Adam's apple, covering the shivering person immersed in the aftertaste.

"You are mine! I will kill anyone who dares to take you away!"

He didn't know what happened to the evil monk during Wen Qiusheng's departure, but he clearly felt the change. Wen Qiusheng even held a kind of hope for the evil monk in his eyes, which made him terrified.

This shows that the relationship between Wen Qiusheng and the evil monk is not only skin-to-skin, Wen Qiusheng also has an emotional connection with him, Xue Yan can't help the violence in his heart, a premonition that he is about to lose his beloved makes him go crazy uncontrollably.

He has never been like this moment, desperately and fiercely wanting to die alone.

……

Silent night.

Wen Qiusheng put on his coat and walked out of the inner room. His satin-like black hair fell like water under the moonlight, his loose skirt could not cover his fair skin, and his exposed neck was covered with red marks.

He pushed open the door, and a pair of eyes as calm as the surface of a pool looked at him.

Wen Qiusheng bent his lips and smiled, his arms slightly bent, deliberately letting his clothes slip off, "General, you're on watch again."

Yan Jingyuan stared at the circle of red marks on his wrist for a while, then said in a low voice, "It will be soon."

"What?" Wen Qiusheng didn't understand.

"It will be over soon."

The days when he could do nothing but stand outside the door and listen to the melodious sounds coming from inside would soon be over.

Wen Qiusheng's eyes flashed.

He didn't ask much, but touched Yan Jingyuan's calf with his bare feet, and chuckled like the most seductive goblin, "General, it's cold outside, do you want to go inside to keep warm?"

Yan Jingyuan's expression changed slightly, he grabbed the snow-white feet, he couldn't help rubbing the delicate skin, and soon realized his offense, his face turned red.

"Don't catch a cold."

The general half-kneeled down, found some shoes for Wen Qiusheng to put on, his eyes were serious, without any hint of obscenity.

"The general is really serious." Wen Qiusheng yawned. The fire in the room made him feel hot all over his body, and even sweat broke out on his forehead.

It is rare for Xue Yan not to stay with him today.

Wen Qiusheng asked Yan Jingyuan to bend down, but Yan Jingyuan hesitated for a while, and finally bent down obediently.

The hot air in his breath sprinkled around his ears, which quickly turned red.Wen Qiusheng saw it at a glance, and couldn't help laughing, "Why is the general getting more and more sensitive?"

Yan Jingyuan didn't say a word, but his body tensed even tighter.

"But today my target is not the general. Speaking of which, how is Guo Ziye doing in prison? I want to see him."

Wen Qiusheng hadn't seen anyone else since he returned to the palace, Xue Yan pestered him day and night, and he almost never left the Tai Chi Hall.

Yan Jingyuan frowned when he heard this.

"Could it be that the general can't do it?"

That's not the case, Xue Yan is dealing with the rebellion at this time, the tyrant has been crazy for several days, and finally calmed down.In addition, there is also new news from the Uyghur side. It is heard that the Uyghur prince Yao Gexu has emerged in the chaos in the grassland. chaos.

Now that Uighur has calmed down, Dayan has fallen into chaos. It is hard not to worry.

Maybe the new king of Uighur is staring at Dayan at this time.

Xue Yan was busy with this matter that night, so he probably won't be able to come back.But Yan Jingyuan still didn't want Wen Qiusheng to fall into unknown danger, but after several requests from the other party, he finally relented.

"It cannot be delayed for too long."

"no problem."

Wen Qiusheng nodded, but with a sly look in his eyes, he whispered something in Yan Jingyuan's ear.

Yan Jingyuan frowned, but he agreed with Wen Qiusheng's expectant eyes.

The dungeon was damp and cold. Wen Qiusheng was wrapped in snow-white fur when he entered, and he could still feel the biting chill.The jailer opened the door, and he saw Guo Ziye.

Guo Ziye's body was weak and wounded. He was leaning against the wall to read a book, but when he heard the prison door's sound, he raised his head and looked over.

Wen Qiusheng's appearance made him both surprised and happy, which soon turned into worry.

"This bottle of medicine is for you. It was made by Divine Doctor Wei. It may heal your throat."

Guo Ziye took the medicine.His eyes are gentle, even in prison, Wen Qiusheng can't see a trace of anxiety in him, he is peaceful, like a lake in a deep mountain, like a breeze in spring, it makes people feel calm.

Wen Qiusheng was in a trance for a moment.

He remembered the hug when he just woke up after the Osan fire.

Wen Qiusheng was not a patient person, so he quickly opened his arms to hug him, Guo Ziye was surprised, and then gently put his hands on Wen Qiusheng's back.

It was probably because the Grand Tutor got through with the jailer in advance, Guo Ziye was not as embarrassed as the other prisoners, and Wen Qiusheng even smelled a scent of soap from him.But more of it was tranquility, an indescribable sense of security, which made him a little intoxicated.

pity--

Wen Qiusheng lowered his eyes, this sense of peace of mind was about to be shattered by him.

Guo Ziye was comforting silently, but suddenly he felt the person in his arms trembling slightly, and his heart sank.Did Wen Qiusheng have a bad time after returning to the palace?

He was in prison and knew nothing about what was going on outside, seeing Qiu Sheng silently weeping at this moment made his heart hurt even more.But he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't even ask, and finally he could only raise the other person's face in a hurry.

I saw that the face that was always beautiful and flamboyant was very wronged at this time, with tears streaming down her face, and the corners of her eyes were flushed from crying.

Guo Ziye wiped away the tears that came out, feeling sorry for him, and just wanted Wen Qiusheng to tell what happened, but his eyes flicked to one place, and his whole body froze.

Wen Qiusheng lowered his head, and the lapel around his neck was slightly loosened because of the crying and hugging just now. From Guo Ziye's angle, he could easily see the red marks on his snow-colored skin, which were extremely dazzling.

He held Wen Qiusheng's wrist, and when he saw the marks on his wrist, his heart ached even more.

He motioned for Wen Qiusheng to speak, but he saw that the other party shook his head in pain, with an unspeakable expression on his face.

Guo Ziye hugged him distressedly, and wrote on the palm of his hand with his fingers: It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, Qiusheng will always be the most——

However, before he could finish writing, he heard that Qiusheng was crying again, and this time he made a sound.

He cried and explained: "After I returned to the palace, His Majesty locked me in the Tai Chi Hall. He knew that I was suspended animation, and he was so angry that he not only kept tossing me, but also..."

Wen Qiusheng buried himself in Guo Ziye's arms, as if recalling something, trembling with fear, "He also beat me with a whip, burned me with a candle, and strangled my neck when he was doing that on the bed, saying that one day he would kill me. Kill me, I'm so scared..."

These, of course, are all fake.

But Guo Ziye had already been so heartbroken by Wen Qiusheng's crying, how could he have the heart to tell the difference?He couldn't wipe away the tears no matter what, and he couldn't help but feel hatred in his heart, hating himself for being powerless and unable to protect his sweetheart, which caused him to be so humiliated.

"Brother Ziye," Wen Qiusheng raised his head suddenly, staring at him with slightly red eyes, "Do you still remember? You said that I am your wife and will never change in my life."

The familiar title made Guo Zi's ambition like a knife.

Of course he remembered, from the moment he left Gusu City, he remembered it every day and night, hoping that one day he would be worthy of his sweetheart when he was young.

But if he had known that this day would come, he would never have left Gusu even if he died.

"Brother Ziye won't dislike me, right?" Wen Qiusheng smiled with tears.

How could you dislike it?Guo Ziye shook his head, the hands holding Wen Qiusheng were trembling, he was the one who was incompetent, to make his sweetheart think like this, he deserves to die!

Wen Qiusheng wiped away his tears, and said to himself, "I knew Brother Ziye would not dislike me."

He suddenly tore open the skirt of his clothes and pushed Guo Ziye to the ground, with a determined and fragile look in his eyes, as if he was pleading, "Tonight, I will be brother Ziye's wife, okay?"

Guo Ziye was taken aback for a moment, but instinctively refused.

It's not because he doesn't want to, it's just that he is in prison at this time, he doesn't want his sweetheart to experience that in such a bad place, and he is also worried that it will bring trouble to Wen Qiusheng.

"It doesn't matter." Wen Qiusheng seemed to know his worries, smiled slightly, took his hand to lift his clothes, and touched the warm and delicate skin, "As long as you don't leave a mark, your majesty won't find out. Or should I say ...Brother Ziye still despises me and doesn't want to have sex with me?"

Those eyes drooped, showing disappointment and sadness.

Guo Ziye's hand on Wen Qiusheng's shoulder suddenly tightened, and he struggled several times in his heart. He didn't want to use this kind of thing to hurt the other party, as if he was taking advantage of someone's danger, but he couldn't bear the sad expression of his sweetheart at this time.

Wen Qiusheng lowered his head quietly. After a while, he heard a deep sigh, and then turned his eyes. He was pushed down to the ground, and his warm body covered him.

A gentle and loving kiss fell on the lips.

Wen Qiusheng smiled lightly, feeling Guo Ziye's cherishment and love for him in his actions, and stroked Guo Ziye's cheek with his hand.

"Zino is really, so gentle."

However, his eyes turned sideways, passing through the prison door and falling straight on the person who had been brought by Yan Jingyuan in the corner.The man's face was full of hatred, his eyes were like a knife, and he hated Wen Qiusheng's behavior of coaxing his disciples.

Guo Ziye must have never imagined that his teacher Meng Taifu was locked on the other side of the prison.

Clothes turned upside down, sweat running down his back.

Wen Qiusheng suddenly recalled his childhood memories with Guo Ziye.Although he remembered that Guo Ziye was the boy who had protected him, his memory was not clear.But at this moment, those fragmented but warm memories echoed in his mind bit by bit like a soft wind.

At that time, he was innocent and kind, weak and deceitful, wearing a red dress, being bullied by the children around him and hiding in the corner of the street, Guo Ziye blocked the eyes of others for him, even if others punched and kicked him, he would not let go.

This person seems to have started since then. He doesn't have many things, but he will always give Wen Qiusheng the best, everything.He never asks for anything in return.

Guo Ziye walked through the streets and alleys of Gusu with him on his back, and secretly brought him various snacks when he was under the most strict supervision by the Wen family, and often said with a blushing face that he was the most beautiful person.

Wen Qiusheng still remembered that day when Guo Ziye left Gusu, with red eyes, he promised sadly that he would come back and let him be his wife.

Why should I think of it now?Thinking about it now is useless.

No matter how good the memories are now, for him, this world is still a chaos born of lies, ugliness and darkness, hypocrisy and disgusting.

Wen Qiusheng closed his eyes, he felt the soft wind slowly go away, followed by the cold and fascinating madness.

He stretched out his arm and pressed down on Guo Ziye's neck, his voice was soft but cool.

"Zi Ye, if someone saw this scene and wanted to inform His Majesty, would you kill him for my life?"

someone?Guo Ziye instinctively wanted to cover Wen Qiusheng's body, worry flashed in his heart.

Wen Qiusheng hugged him and didn't let him move, as if he wouldn't let go until he got an answer, "Tell me, will you kill him for me?"

Guo Ziye kissed his eyelids helplessly and tenderly, expressing his acquiescence, and wrote in the palm of Wen Qiusheng's hand:

Naturally, I will kill anyone you point at, and I will not retreat from the path you walk.

This is what he promised, and he will never go back on his word.

"That's good." Wen Qiusheng caressed his side face, finally let him go, and coaxed him to search in the corner, "If Ziye's teacher, Ziye wouldn't hesitate, right?"

Be true to him and leave everything behind.

"For me, Ziye is fine even if he kills his master?"

Give it all, all of it.

Wen Qiusheng immediately knew that Guo Ziye had seen Mr. Meng, because those calm and gentle eyes froze, as if he had seen something unbelievable, and also seemed to have a premonition of fear for what would happen next.

Respecting teachers and respecting the way, the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, everything he has learned and followed all his life will be smashed one by one today.

It was cruel, Wen Qiusheng found that he didn't have any regrets or sorrows in his heart.

He also discovered that it was so easy to destroy a person.