The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

"Shenyue, you came to find me..." Qingming asked a little puzzled.

Then he thought of Shenyue's leg that was punished by Lianji in the temple last night. "Shenyue, how is your leg?"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine after drinking some holy water. These legs are nothing to Shenyue. On the contrary, it's Mr. Shengzi's fever that makes Shenyue very worried."

After that, he stretched out his hand to measure the temperature on Qingming's forehead, and the fever has subsided.

"Last night after Shenyue released her punishment, she went to the kitchen to boil some sugar water for you, and personally delivered it to the dormitory of Lord Shengzi, only to find that Lord Shengzi was not in the dormitory. Master Shengzi is really a little heartless... ..."

At that time, Qingming was standing in front of the sliding door, Shenyue stepped up and stepped into the hall, this step completely brought the distance between the two of them extremely close.

The body-to-body contact has exceeded the safe distance, Qingming took a step back with blinking eyes, and Shenyue took another step forward.

The golden tassels hanging from Shenyue Shenhuan would touch Qingming's cheeks lightly from time to time, feeling a little itchy.

"Master Shengzi has had a fever since he was a child, and he would pester Shenyue to boil you yellow peach syrup. When we were on the Luo Snow Mountain, we didn't need to pile up snowdrifts, the snow would be thick, and we would dig into the snowdrifts. It’s not a big hole, put the yellow peach syrup in the snow cave and put it on ice for a while, you’ll be very happy after drinking it, you have to drink a few bowls before giving up, and you’ll regain your energy.”

"The snow here is nothing compared to the pure snow and ice on Luo Xueshan."

"However, Lord Shengzi told Shenyue to be easy to find. You can't drink the sugar water that Shenyue made for you. I didn't expect you to be happy all night in Lord God's bedroom..."

Shenyue's usually affectionate and slightly frivolous eyes looked very intently into the clear eyes in front of her.

Looking at the light gray spring in Qingming's eyes.

Yes, in the past Qingming was spoiled by the three high priests so much, Shenyue always said that he had the body of a young master and the temper of a princess, and the good short-legged dumpling was spoiled by them.

? Luo Xueshan is isolated from the world. When Qingming feels bored, Shenyue will go down the mountain to learn how to make various snacks for him, or buy some weird gadgets to coax herself to be happy.

In the past, when he got sick, Shenyue would boil sugar water for him, but the skill was good and bad. Even if he had done it many times, he still couldn't grasp the amount of sugar and heat, and sometimes even mixed up sugar and salt. .

Afterwards, Qingming felt more and more strange that those unspeakable sweets were sent to him by the disciples, while the good ones were brought to him by Shenyue and shamelessly asked for it. award.

Later, he found out who boiled the unpalatable sugar water for him.

At that time, Qingming still called him his master, Lianji treated him coldly, which was in stark contrast to the other three priests, which made him think that he was picked up by Lianji's sex, and he also had a lot of resentment towards Lianji, but he still wanted to get Lianji She affirmed his compliment very much.

He asked Twilight to discuss the martial arts he practiced, Twilight was afraid that he would get hurt and would not use his full strength, so he felt that he was not afraid of everything he had learned, and every time he went to Lianji to show the kung fu he had learned, Lianji would be ashamed Let him go to the Star Reaching Competition.

But in fact, he was beaten badly by Zhaixing, and after the dead of night, some disciples would take the golden sore medicine and say that it was given by the high priest of Shenyue.

At that time, he decided that Lianji's color was not what it seemed on the surface, and he cared about him only because of his status, and he was indifferent to him.

The seeds of his feelings were planted in his heart, took root and germinated, and the heartbeats bit by bit day by day grew this seed into a big tree in the sky, which could not be shaken by a single point.

Later, when he found out that he was just an orphan whose parents had both died, after being picked up by Lian Ji, this feeling slowly changed and fermented, and he was glad and joyful.

Until that day, merge into one.

Afterwards, he ascended to the position of the Holy Son, fulfilled the duties of the Holy Son, and descended from God.

From then on, his nightmare began, he was controlled, his feelings were manipulated, his choices were controlled by Lian Jise, he loved him and hated him, 18 years, living in a lie, Can't refuse, can't refuse, if it wasn't him, it would be someone else, he didn't want to be someone else, what Shenyue said was right, he was humiliating himself.

Shenyue looked at Qingming up and down, the robes on her body were not neatly put on, the belts were half tied and half loose, old marks were added to new marks on her white and delicate neck and beautifully lined collarbone, her eyes were foggy and her lips were slightly swollen. His face was abnormally red after a fever, but now it is rosy after satiation.

At such an age, this appearance is already rare in the world. If it takes another two years, it will definitely be even more beautiful than Lianji.

He looked at the couch again, and couldn't help laughing, his eyes were slightly red.

"Master Shengzi stayed here last night?"

How could Shenyue not know that Lianjise never let anyone sleep in his bedroom overnight.

"It seems that Master Shengzi has nourished a lot after suffering from a fever." Shenyue said eccentrically.

Shenyue took another step forward, her fingers touched the red on Qingming's collarbone.

"I like him that much?" Shenyue asked back, poking her finger under her collarbone. [Author Chaos: Give it to me! 】

Qingming was startled, and restrained Shenyue's troublesome hand.

"Shenyue, don't do this!"

Seeing that Qingming was so afraid of him, Shenyue sneered and said, "Don't do this? It's not the first time, why can't you do this?"

The brilliance in Qingming's eyes dimmed, and his heart in the past was ashamed, but now a flame was rekindled in his heart, and there was a glimmer of hope.

Qingming said: "Let's forget what you said to me yesterday... Qingming doesn't want to do something that betrays His Excellency, no matter how He treats me, I will never betray His Excellency, God Yue, Qingming will not tell the Lord God Master about such outrageous words, so don't tell me about that again!"

"Pfft!" Shenyue said with a broken face as if she heard a huge joke from Qingming's mouth.

"So... Master Shengzi is going to guard his body like a jade for Lianji? Hahahahaha..."

The corners of Shenyue's eyes were moist, and the redness in the eyes deepened, and then she suppressed her voice and whispered in Qingming's ear.

"Do you think Lianji Seki will agree?"

Suddenly, Qingming was stunned for a moment, and let out a short breath, as if roots had grown under his feet, it was difficult to take a step back.

"With Lianji's disposition, between Moon Lotus Temple and Master Shengzi, I think Master Shengzi will be very clear about what he will choose..."

Seeing Qingming's struggling and avoiding eyes, Shenyue once again made up her mind to poke Qingming's inner scar, and continued.

"Qingming, you don't even know what kind of person Lianjise is..."

"Shenyue met Lianji when she was young, and followed him into the temple to sit as the high priest. I have known him for 17 years, and even I have never seen him through..."

Shenyue approached Qingming again, stretched out her hand to gently caress Qingming's cheek, and said words in an intoxicating voice that woke Qingming up.

"Master Shengzi really thinks that Lianji's sex will have feelings for you?"

"Master Shengzi, you are too naive."

Qingming turned his head away, but the next moment Shenyue would gently pinch his chin and turn him to face, Shenyue forced Qingming's dodging eyes to look at him.

"Do you think Lianji would fall in love with a person with red lips and jade arms?"

"Master Holy Son..."

These words are undoubtedly tantamount to ripping open the flesh of Qingming's chest, bloody taking out his heart and repeatedly slashing the opening with a knife.

The clear face instantly turned white.

This was also the first time Shenyue said such serious words to him.

"Stop it! Please stop it!"

Tears fell from the sockets, and Qingming covered her ears in pain.

"Why not me? I was the one who was with you since childhood, so why does Lian Jise not have to do anything, even just need a little kindness for you, Qingming will mercilessly leave Shenyue and run to Lian Extremely sexy?"

Shenyue softened her words and stared at Qingming's face.

"Qingming, do you have a heart?"

"Lianji treats you like this, and allows the disciples of the temple to insult you, what good is he doing?"

"Are you humiliating yourself like this?"

Shenyue hugged Qingming, put her thin chin against Qingming's hair, and said softly. "You don't have only one road ahead, one choice, you still have me."

"Only Shenyue loves you the most in this world..."

"Accept Shenyue, Shenyue will help Lord Shengzi to that position..."

"Or, destroy the temple and live the life Qingming wants..."

"The life I want..."

Sensing Qingming's wavering, Shenyue continued.

"Did Lian Jise tell Lord Shengzi that he is now deposing your Holy Son in the main hall and choosing someone else. What illusions do you still have about him?"

Shenyue's voice came from the top of Qingming's head, like a pervasive snake, getting into Qingming's ears.

"what......"

"No! I don't believe it!"

Qingming couldn't believe his ears, this sentence hit him like a bolt from the blue, and his whole body was numb.

"Isn't this great? Qingming should be very clear about his responsibilities as a holy son..." Shenyue stroked Qingming's spine, forcing him to recall the humiliation when he bestowed blessings. "Isn't it good not to have to endure those people anymore? Isn't that why Qingming escaped from the Moon Lotus Temple?"

"No! Shenyue, you don't understand anything!"

Suddenly Shenyue was pushed away, and the huge momentum almost made him take several steps back.

The feeling of touch that was still on the palm of her hand just now disappeared in an instant, and Shenyue stabilized her body and looked towards Qingming.

It's collapsing, it's collapsing, it's madness.

Shenyue saw that Qingming's entire face was filled with tears.

"You don't understand! Shenyue, you don't understand!"

Tears fell to the ground drop by drop, like unstoppable rain.

"Qingming..." Shenyue looked at Qingming in astonishment, Qingming pushed him away and ran out the door with big strides.

He was going to see it with his own eyes, to confirm it in person, 18 years, a full 18 years, what was he in Lianji's heart?A solid tool?Captive plaything?Fun pastime?

All he had endured in the past was because of Lianji's lust. He loved him so much that he lost himself, and he endured other people's insulting him, just in exchange for Lianji's difference to him.

Get his body, get his emotion.

He had also rejected this responsibility.

"If you don't come to be the Holy Son, it will be someone else."

Lianji's lewd words were vivid in his memory, and he knew that he would not reject him.

Use 18 years to occupy all his love and hate, and then turn yourself into a puppet he can control.

He couldn't be more clear about what the Son of the Moon Lotus Temple meant.

"I don't want you to touch others, absolutely not."

He absolutely cannot allow Lian Ji to touch anyone other than him, not anyone!

The evil spirit inside grew bigger and devoured bit by bit.

Qingming's footsteps stopped in front of the main hall's door, he just wanted to push the door open, but froze in mid-air.

Because he heard the familiar voice in the hall, the voice that could arouse all the trembling in his whole body.

A knife stirred in his heart, every pore on his body exploded, blood flowed backwards, his whole body seemed to be uncontrollably turned into something other than his own, his brain was blank, like a blank sheet of paper.

"Holy..." After seeing Qingming, the two disciples outside the temple gate didn't know what to call the ex-holy son of the Moon Lotus Temple who had been deposed.

The intertwining sounds from the hall might make other people blush and heartbeat, but to Qingming's ears, it was like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, ten thousand cuts to pieces.

"Let him in." It was Lianji's luscious voice, panting.

Qingming tremblingly pushed open the palace door with his white fingers, the scene in front of him hurt his eyes.

A crescent white god robe was neatly worn on the upper body, clean and flawless, making him look spotless, and his eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he could stop the long flow of time.

The inside of the hall was dim, and the light from behind the door was shone on the side face of the vulgar, casting a shadow like scissors on his clear and beautiful facial features.

It's just that his hem is messy, which doesn't match the neat appearance of his upper body.

And after seeing Qingming, the new Holy Son didn't care about his disheveled clothes, but instead looked at Qingming provocatively.

"Why?" Qingming asked him incredulously with red eyes, unable to accept all this.

"What? Isn't this what Qingming wants?" Under the shadows, from Lianji's dark pupils, there was a sea of ​​pupils that had condensed into ice, and there were bursts of bone-chilling chill.

Those extremely beautiful hands adjusted the divine robe, picked up the belt and tied a beautiful knot around his waist.

Obviously, this knot was untied by him last night.

Lianji walked up to Qingming and asked him with a rising tone. "Don't want someone else?"

"I said before that if Qingming doesn't want to do something, I will never let Qingming do what you don't want to do."

In this case, Lianji Se has said to him countless times, countless times...

Cold eyes, like a frozen night pool, ruthless and cold.

"If Qingming is not willing to be the holy son, then I will no longer let Qingming be the holy son of my Moon Lotus Temple, and then choose a more willing and suitable holy son for the disciples of my Moon Lotus Temple. Isn't it good? ?"

He did say that, but he didn't mean that, that's not what he meant...

Qingming's long eyelashes hung with crystal teardrops, and her eyes were full of tears.

All the sadness poured out from these light gray eyes.

"Have you ever loved me?" Qingming choked up and said this sentence.

"Qingming, but I don't love you." Lianji stretched out his hand to caress Qingming's head, obviously it was a comforting and intimate gesture, but the words he said were calm and serene.

Under the shadow in the hall, Lianji's dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dark veil, as black as spots of paint, full of ice-coldness.

"You are just a product of venting hatred and revenge as this seat..."

The ruthless words were spoken out of his mouth so lightly again.

"This seat is also climbing up step by step from the position of the Son of God, enduring what ordinary people can't, and standing on this position step by step..."

"I thought there was light ahead, but I was struggling to climb from this hell to another hell."

Qingming's face was full of shock, a sacred and inviolable god like him, also...

Lianji's dark fingers grabbed Qingming's hair and forced him to look at him, lowering his head.

At noon on the sun, a large area of ​​warm light was projected into the hall, unreservedly illuminating Lianjise's shadowed face, Qingming also saw the malice hidden in Lianjise's pupils.

"You said, how can I love you...the product of my hatred?"

Qingming froze in place for a moment.

Coffee.

The heart seemed to be broken into many pieces, and the memories between him and him were turning back and forth in front of his eyes one after another, intimate, heart-pounding, sad, desperate, painful...

The complete picture collapsed in an instant, turning into knives one by one.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha......"

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Qingming will still be the most honorable person in this hall, and this will not change."

"He can't stay in this world!" Qingming raised his finger and pointed at the redundant person in the hall.

The demon in my heart was completely awakened, mad and empty.

Qingming walked slowly towards the newly appointed Holy Son, and took out a short blade from his sleeve.

"Ah!" Accompanied by the scream of the new Holy Son, blood spilled on the spot.

Blood spattered everywhere, painting bright colors on the white jade statue in the main hall.

The disciple who was in charge at the gate of the temple saw that the Holy Son, who had just been in office for less than half an hour, died like this, and he disappeared without even having time to issue the enthronement ceremony and the oracle. react to.

"My lord, my lord Shengzi is dead, this..." The disciple's face, where only two pitch-black eyeballs could be seen, looked at Lianji in a daze and said.

"It doesn't matter, if you die, you will die. Just die and build another." Lianji said disapprovingly, as if the death of a person was just a trivial matter to him.

"Drag it down, don't get dirty here."

"Yes, Lord God." The disciple answered and dragged the corpse out.

"Did you vent your anger?" He asked Qingming.

Qingming wiped off the blood stained on her cheeks, but the blood stained on her body could not be washed off, even if she wiped off, it would leave traces of blood color.

"Lianji is so beautiful, if you set up someone, I will kill him!"

After leaving the main hall door, Shenyue was waiting for him outside the door.

Shenyue was stunned when she saw Qingming, only to see bloodstains on Qingming's face, and blood on the original white robes on her body.

Shenyue immediately stepped forward and hugged Qingming in her arms, checked whether Qingming was injured, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Qingming was not injured.

"This blood is not mine." Qingming said coldly.

There was resentment and emptiness sealed in his eyes, lifeless.

"I want to take a bath." Qingming looked at Shenyue and said calmly.

Shenyue was very familiar with Qingming's tone, it was Lianji's tone when she was talking.

"I don't want to go to my bedroom, it doesn't belong to me anymore, go to your bedroom."

"Okay." Shenyue nodded.

Shenyue burned the bath water for Qingming in the sleeping hall, and in the strings of lavender bead curtains, the rosewood bathtub exuded the faint fragrance of moon lotus flowers.

Qingming changed out of the bloody clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

"I'm going out first, just call me after washing." Shenyue put the brand new clothes on the screen beside the bathtub.

Qingming's mood is very unstable now, maybe it would be better for him to leave him alone for a while.

"Qingming, what I said to you at that time, I will tell you again seriously now." Standing behind the screen, Shenyue could only faintly see the shadow of Qingming behind the screen.

"If you think Qingming... Shenyue will kill them all. Shenyue ambushed my people in the temple. Over the years, Shenyue has also cultivated power..."

"As long as you are willing to."

After a while, Qingming's voice came from behind the screen.

"I seem to have a long, long dream... In the dream, I cry, rebel, go crazy, collapse, despair..."

"I really don't have the strength..."

"Shenyue..."

"Huh?" Hearing Qingming call his name, Shenyue responded.

"Come and wash for me."

Shenyue was taken aback for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and asked. "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, I don't want Lianji to be lustful anymore, I want you."

Shenyue pushed aside the screen, and what came into view was Qingming's jade-like face.

The smell of blood mixed with the fragrance of the moon lotus, and the blood color seemed to be absorbed by the petals of the moon lotus, turning the original white and flawless petals into a faint blood color...

The emptiness and resentment are no longer there, replaced by looking forward to affectionate, ecstasy.

Shenyue couldn't help walking towards him.

Such a beautiful scene became an unforgettable moment in his life.

"Shenyue, what you taught me, if I can't get it, I will destroy it. I want to destroy him." Qingming opened her thin lips lightly, and stood up from the bathtub.

She embraced Shenyue who was bewildered by him.

"Help me, destroy him..."