My lord, he always wants to talk about feelings with me

The moonlight shines in through the small hole on the prison wall, thinly sprinkled on the stone bed, and the crickets hide in the firewood pile in the corner and sing softly, and the autumn night is cool.

Lu Xun took out a bunch of keys from the armband, unlocked the shackles on Jing Yue's hands and feet, and then looked at the bite marks on Jing Yue's hands under the moonlight, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"A little injury, it's okay." Jing Yue hugged Lu Xun into her arms again, let him sit on her lap, tilted her head and kissed Lu Xun's thin lips lightly, "I thought you weren't coming back... thinking about it To die is to die—"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Xun raised his hand to press Jing Yue's lips, frowned and blamed, he raised his eyes, and traced the deep and clear contours of his lover's eyebrows with his eyes, always feeling that he couldn't get enough of them.

The reason why he can come back smoothly this time is Jing Yue's "Weiyang Gate Mutiny" last night.

Xiu Tuye broke the appointment, Jing Yue was arrested, and all the witnesses and material evidence were there, and the charge of treason was confirmed. For a while, Jing Yue's situation was extremely dangerous. After the system detected it, it naturally sent him back return.

Even so, Lu Xun still sweated hard, because the uncertainty of this opportunity is still very strong.

The most important thing is Jingyue's attitude towards the original owner. Imprisonment or maiming can directly prevent Jingyue's plan of "defeating" from being destroyed; secondly, whether Jingyue can indulge the original owner to report to the emperor, which directly determines Kui Ye's rise Whether the nature of the matter is mutiny or rebellion; in the end, it is whether Jing Yue will cancel Kui Ye's plan to rise after learning that the Chu Emperor Chen Bing is in ambush at Weiyang Gate.

In all these situations, Jing Yue has two or more choices. Lu Xun is betting, betting on Jing Yue's love for him.

In the end he won the bet.

Jing Yue's feelings for him are much more than he imagined.

It is no exaggeration to say that he was "chased" back by Jingyue, just like those believers who begged hard before the Buddha, willing to use everything in this life in exchange for his unswerving lover until death.

"Jing Chengjue." Lu Xun raised his hand to hold Jing Yue's cheek, his eyes filled with tenderness, he leaned forward, kissed the man's thin lips lightly, and said word by word: "I will never leave from now on. Yes, we'll be together forever...I love you."

The mixture of bitterness and sweetness spread throughout the limbs, Jing Yue's heart was surging, and she rubbed Lu Xun into her arms tremblingly.

He once thought that the appearance of his lover expressing his feelings to him should be like that in dramas and poems——

Mingyue Jianjia, Guanguan Jujiu, Picking Ge Luomei, Taozhiyaoyao...Write the lingering thoughts on the paper scroll, and then sing softly.

But when he really waited for this day, he suddenly discovered that without those verses as a foil, just a short sentence "I love you" is enough to teach him to abandon his armor and entangle with Lu Xun for a lifetime, never to die.

"Well, I understand." Jing Yue turned her head to find Lu Xun's lips, kissed them fiercely, and greedily snatched them.

The two spent a lot of tenderness in the cramped prison, and when the moon was in the sky, Lu Xun panted and pushed Jingyue's shoulder, "Okay, okay, we should go." He sat up, and put his messy clothes After rearranging, I went to hold Jingyue's hand.

The three stone gates opened one after the other, and Lu Xun and Jing Yue walked out one after the other.

There were two guards standing at the door. When they saw the two coming out, their lips moved, as if they hadn't seen them, they turned their heads and looked away. One of them raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said quite exaggeratedly, "I didn't see anything." ".

Lu Xun bent his eyebrows and smiled lightly. He suddenly wanted to tease the two young guards, so he turned his head and said to Jing Yue, "You are a rebel king who is about to be executed by Ling Chi. You must not be seen escaping. Why don't we kill you?" Those two guards?"

As soon as these words came out, the two teenagers guarding the door tensed up immediately. They blinked and looked towards Lu Xun uncertainly.

Jing Yue smiled dotingly, and he nodded, "You can do whatever you want."

So, the two looked at each other tacitly, turned and walked back, heading straight to the guard guarding the gate.

The night sky was wiped clean and transparent by the frosty moonlight, like black jade, with a few stars embedded in it, shining faintly.

Suddenly, a very short scream sounded, startling the jackdaws on the tree and flying away. Jing Yue and Lu Xun stood at the foot of the stone gate steps, behind them were two shivering guards who had been stripped of their clothes.

Lu Xun straightened his sleeves, frowned and said, "How long has it been since these two men took a shower? It smells like sweat."

Jing Yue was throwing the faded clothes at the guard's feet, creating a sign of escape from prison. Hearing this, he grabbed Lu Xun's waist, buried his head in his neck and sniffed lightly, "Your body smells good."

"Fuck off." Lu Xun kicked him with a smile, "You big bastard, you don't have a serious word in your mouth."

The two laughed and walked out of Dali Temple, but met Jing Jun face to face.

In front of the steps, the moonlight was like standing water and the sky was bright. Jing Jun stood there for an unknown how long, and his robe was blown by the night wind, rustling.

Lu Xun paused, then turned to look at Jing Yue.

Jing Yue's complexion was very pale, her eyes were pitch black, her thin lips were pursed, and half of her face was hidden in the shadows.

The long-term companionship allowed Lu Xun to accurately grasp Jing Yue's mood swings in a short period of time. For example, now, he could feel Jing Yue's disappointment and chill.

For a while, the three of them didn't speak, they looked at each other speechlessly in the autumn wind.

Jing Yue withdrew his gaze, interlocked his fingers with Lu Xun, and said softly, "Let's go." After speaking, he touched the ground with his left foot, jumped up, and landed lightly on the eaves with Lu Xun.

"Emperor..." Jing Jun stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Jingyue's clothes, but it was futile. As soon as he started a sentence, before he could say "I'm sorry", Jingyue disappeared. In the dark night.

·

On September 18th, [-]th year of Xianheng, the rebel Wang Jingyue was rescued from prison. The Holy Lord Longyan was furious, and immediately issued a warrant for a repeat offender.

The prefects of all the cities in the Chu Dynasty, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, ordered the city guards to strictly check the identities of those who entered the city, and never let anyone with suspicious identities be let go.

Xiu Tuye went north and returned to the Rongdi tribe, and every day he was inspected by two columns of soldiers from the Chu Dynasty. As a result, the thousand cavalry he brought were detained and imprisoned. There are less than twenty left.

That night, they rested at the foot of Yanshan Mountain. Nuershu and his guards set up a stove, boiled kumiss and roasted a fat leg of lamb.

The familiar scent aroused everyone's homesickness, and they were full of plans. They hadn't returned to the tribes in the grassland for more than two months, and now they were all eager to return, sitting by the campfire, silently biting the mutton.

"Father, what about the cavalry we brought?" Nu Ershu raised his head and took a sip of wine and asked.

"King An defected. Now that the Chu Dynasty is full of turmoil and everyone is in danger, how can we care about our detained cavalry? After crossing this mountain and returning to the royal court of Rongdi, this king immediately rectified the army and sent troops south. , caught them by surprise!" Xiu Tuye said, he cut a piece of mutton with a knife, chewed it slowly in his mouth, and said with a sneer: "It was a great deal to stay still that night... Haha, The Chu Dynasty is nothing more than that, strong on the outside but hard on the inside, vulnerable to a single blow!"

As soon as Nu Ershu heard that a war was going to be fought, he regained his energy immediately. He clenched his fists and slammed his chest with a "bang bang", and said proudly: "This time I will take the lead in this expedition! Last time there was no massacre in Liaodong, the wolf of the boy!" The knives are going to rust."

Seeing his son so brave, Xiu Tuye was also very pleased. He smiled "haha" and patted his son on the shoulder, "Okay, this is what the descendants of our Rongdi people should do! This king will seal you up for this expedition." For General Pingnan! Lead [-] cavalry to level the eight prefectures of Liaodong!"

"Baby take orders!" Nu Ershu quickly knelt down, and the rest of the guards also bowed down one after another.

A group of people were passionately planning to destroy Chu, when they suddenly heard a voice from the dense forest beside them, "Khan's plan to destroy Chu, if the king is missing, it will be meaningless."

As soon as these words came out, Xiu Tuye's face changed instantly. He stood up abruptly, pulled out the scimitar hanging from his waist, and shouted sharply: "Wh, who is it!" The forest from which the sound came from.

The moonlight was light, and there were shadows in the dense forest, as if there were countless beasts hidden. The wind in the valley blew past, the leaves rustled, and dense cold sweat oozed from Xiu Tuye's forehead.

Subtle footsteps sounded, and the two slowly walked out of the woods.

One of them was indeed Jing Yue.

Xiu Tuye took a deep breath, blinked, and took a step back, "Wang, lord?"

Jingyue raised her eyebrows, looked at Xiu Tuye calmly, and asked pretending to be puzzled: "What is Khan afraid of? This king is a defected death row prisoner, not a ghost. Why is Khan so panicked?"

"No, I'm not afraid..." Xiu Tuye swallowed, his face pale as paper.

It would be a lie to say that he was not afraid, although he said that his purpose of standing still that night was to test King An, but in the end, King An was arrested. According to Jing Yue's bloodthirsty and tyrannical temperament, he was determined to seek revenge after he came out.

Xiutuye was sweating like rain, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground without holding on. He laughed and said: "Hahaha...the prince and I are old friends, what do I have to be afraid of?" ? Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince for escaping—”

Before she finished speaking, Jing Yue stepped forward and grabbed Xiu Tuye by the collar.

Xiu Tuye was like a duck that had been strangled by someone, his wide-eyed eyes reflected endless fear, he opened his mouth, and a breath escaped from his throat, only then did he realize that he was so frightened that he lost his voice.

The guards of Rong Di who were sitting by the side didn't know how advanced Jing Yue's martial arts were, so they drew their swords and surrounded him, trying to win more with less.

It was at the critical moment when the swords were on the verge of breaking out, and suddenly, a stern and piercing voice sounded, "Everyone back down!"

Lu Xun was leaning on the tree trunk with his arms folded to watch the fun, when he was suddenly disturbed by the sound, his ears buzzed continuously, and he tilted his head, very displeased.

"Back off, all back down." Nu Ershu lay on the ground, holding his head, his body shaking like chaff.

He had seen Jing Yue kill people, and he knew how fast and ruthless this man was, so when he saw his subordinates rushing up recklessly, his heart jumped into his throat.

Nuershu crawled to Jingyue's legs and kowtowed to him, "My lord, please forgive me, I will kowtow to you, don't kill me, and don't kill my father... We will make up for what we have done, and we will assist the lord Ascend to the throne, we will serve as cows and horses for the prince..." He stumbled and trembled for a long time before finishing a sentence.

Lu Xun, who was standing by the side, was amused. He pointed to Nu Ershu, and said loudly to Jingyue, "Hey, I see you scared the kid so much that you almost let his father go."

As soon as these words came out, Jing Yue's eyes lit up with a smile, he slowly let go of the hand holding Xiu Tuye's collar, flicked his sleeves, nodded and said: "It's easy to say, isn't this let go?"

Xiu Tuye escaped from the dead, but he was still a little dazed. He blinked and took a while to regain his senses. He crawled to Lu Xun's legs with both hands and feet, and kowtowed a few times, "Thank you, Mr. Grace to kill."

Lu Xun lowered his eyes and looked at him carefully for a while. He seemed to have thought of something, and with a smile on his lips, he helped Xiutu up himself, "Khan doesn't need to perform such a grand ceremony. Now, King An and I are both The rebels who were chasing and killing ran all the way, like a stray dog, and I came here today because I want you to take us in."

What he said was very sincere, and there was a strong smile in his eyes.

How could Xiu Tuye dare to refuse, so he nodded immediately. His usual cautiousness and suspicions had long been frightened aside, and he nodded again and again, "It should, it should, the prince I killed will be imprisoned, and I won't take him in at this time." Your lord, you are just unkind and unrighteous."

After all, he felt unconvincing, and added: "I planned to return to the royal court and send troops south, but I was worried that there was no reason to send troops to attack Chu. Now that the prince is taken in, the expedition to destroy Chu is to get back for the prince. Fairness. It is only natural for the prince to ascend the throne, and we will definitely..."

"Okay, talking so much nonsense, the king is upset."

Jing Yue interrupted with a wave of his hand. He sat down by the bonfire, reached out to Nu Ershu for a bowl of kumiss, and handed it to Lu Xun, "Here, try it."

Lu Xun shook his head, "It's too fishy, ​​don't drink it, I'll drink some water."

Hearing this, Xiu Tuye understood, he quickly ordered his men to fetch water from the mountain, handed it to Lu Xun with his hands, and cut the roasted mutton to him, "Master, please use it slowly."

"Please take care." Lu Xun nodded slightly as a thank you.

He sat down beside Jing Yue, leaning against his arms as if he had no bones, while tearing up the mutton to eat, he turned his head to watch Jing Yue drinking kumiss.

Jingyue's protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down because of swallowing, and some kumiss spilled out, slowly dripping down his collar along his sharp jawline.

Lu Xun's heart skipped a beat. The lust that he deliberately suppressed because he was busy on the road these days was like a prairie fire, starting from the belly, and the burning bones were itchy.

He pursed his lips, still ate the mutton in small bites, and when he finished chewing the last piece calmly, suddenly, his eyes froze, he pulled out the Qingfeng Sword from his waist, and stabbed straight at Xiutuye who was sitting opposite!

Everyone was stunned, and even the beating bonfire froze.

In the dark night, the sword light flashed past, shattering the moonlight, and the next moment, the blood sprayed into the air like a mist, as if it was going to dye the waning moon hanging in the sky red.

Xiutuye's head rolled away, and half a piece of mutton was still clutched in his hand, and then his whole body fell to the ground with a bang.

Lu Xun didn't even blink his eyes. He jumped up and turned his wrist. The blood-stained Qingfeng Sword spun quickly in his palm, and the shadow of the sword flew. There was a scream.

Finally, he stopped walking, turned his right hand, grabbed the spinning Qingfeng sword, and gently sent it behind him. The blade penetrated Nuerju's forehead and stabbed out from the back of his head. Dripping, like a red bean under the moonlight.

"..." Nurshu's frightened expression froze on his face, and Lu Xun's white figure was reflected in his widened eyes.

Lu Xun drew his sword back to its sheath, and stood tall under the moonlight.

"Oh, why are you so angry, wolf cub?" Jing Yue sat still, holding the bowl firmly in her hand, without spilling a drop.

"Why should I be angry?" Lu Xun frowned and smiled, and said with some regret: "I originally wanted to wait until tomorrow when they crossed Yanshan... When they saw their hometown cheering, they stabbed... Tsk tsk tsk, their expressions will be charming then."

"Let's accumulate some virtue." Jing Yue laughed, a little helpless, he said: "The angry ones have come up with such ruthless tricks, why don't you say you are not angry?"

"Who taught him to release your pigeons, and made you sleep on the stone bed all night." Lu Xun snorted coldly, he spread his hands, shrugged, and said very casually.

Jing Yue raised his eyebrows. He simply loved Lu Xun's expression so much. The pure appearance concealed a bloodthirsty indifference, just like a poppy, dangerous but alluring.

He beckoned to Lu Xun, "Come to my arms, wolf cub, teach Lord Jing to take good pain."

Lu Xun obediently agreed, his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and while walking towards Jingyue, he raised his hand and opened his girdle——

The blood-stained outer shirt slipped to the ground, and the jade belt that had been pulled out of the hair fluttered down.

With loose black hair, Lu Xun slowly knelt and sat in Jing Yue's arms. He put his hand on Jing Yue's broad shoulders, tilted his head and said softly, "Do you know why I was so anxious to kill Xiu Tuye and the others?"

"Why?" Jing Yue put her arms around Lu Xun's slender waist and asked with downcast eyes.

"Because I don't want them to see us having sex." Lu Xun leaned forward and kissed Jingyue's protruding Adam's apple lightly, and said, "Master Jing is so tempting tonight, compared to waiting until tomorrow to torture Xiutuye , I can't wait to eat, dry, wipe and clean the prince."

"Tsk," Jing Yue smirked, and suddenly pushed Lu Xun down in the grass, leaned over and licked his slightly parted thin lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "You said that, don't beg for mercy later stop--"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xun hugged the back of his neck, "Stop talking nonsense." Lu Xun glared at Jing Yue, raised his upper body slightly, and pressed his thin lips hastily.

The sighs of the two were rippling in the cool night. After reuniting after a long absence, the close bond between hearts finally filled their vacant time to the brim.