Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Jing Hanzhang had never been in such a hurry before. He galloped his horse all the way back to the mansion in the street, and couldn't even wait for the horse to stop. As soon as he arrived at the mansion, he jumped off the horse and rushed towards Yan Xingyu's house like crazy. residence.

Yuxi had already left, and Yan Xingyu was lying on a soft chair reading a book, when he heard the sound of the door, he looked up in surprise.

It was already dark, and a new candle was burning on the table, illuminating half of Yan Xingyu's body, while the other half was hidden in the darkness, that beautiful and bright face seemed terrifying like a wraith in the darkness.

Yan Xingyu tilted his head slightly, his face turned from the darkness, and his smile instantly dispelled the almost terrifying hallucination.

"Your Highness is back." Yan Xingyu said, putting down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

He looked the same as Jing Hanzhang before he left, but his face seemed paler.

Jing Hanzhang stared at him blankly for a long time, then quickly stepped forward and hugged him in his arms.

Yan Xingyu was hugged for the first time, and he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Jing Hanzhang to be so magnanimous, and came to hug him as soon as he came back without saying a word.

But he liked the feeling of Jing Hanzhang hugging him very much, he reached out and hugged Jing Hanzhang's waist, and said softly: "What's wrong?"

Jing Hanzhang said sullenly, "I was scared to death."

Yan Xingyu patted him on the back with a smile, and said, "Did you see the cat?"

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

The panic in Jing Hanzhang's heart hadn't subsided, and he was almost annoyed by Yan Xingyu's light words. He hummed and said, "Who is your Highness, can you be afraid of even cats?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a civet cat's cry outside.

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang froze, and the undiminished fear came up again. He almost instinctively raised his hand to cover the back of his neck.

Yan Xingyu laughed, put his hand on the back of Jing Hanzhang's neck, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

Only then did Jing Hanzhang realize that he seemed ashamed, and became a little annoyed: "Yu Xi brought the cat here?!"

Yan Xingyu nodded.

"I'm so mad." Jing Hanzhang thought sullenly.

He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Yan Xingyu, but he couldn't stop his instinctive fear, so he lowered his head resignedly: "Well, I'm a little scared."

A little.

This word is used very well, it will not damage his own prestige, but also reveal a little weakness in front of his sweetheart, so that Yan Xingyu can feel more sorry for him.

Jing Hanzhang nodded in satisfaction, very good very good.

After such a disturbance, Jing Hanzhang almost forgot why he ran back in such a hurry.

The two of them didn't sleep in the big bed, so they insisted on squeezing together on the small soft chair, hugging each other tightly.

Listening to the meowing of cats outside, Jing Hanzhang pretended to be indifferent and said to Yan Xingyu, "I stopped a person from the Sitian Supervisor today, and I heard that their Sitian surveillance detected a big ominous phenomenon."

Yan Xingyu leaned in his arms, he just drank the medicine, he was a little drowsy, he was not a talkative person, but Jing Hanzhang's mouth was always chattering.

Yan Xingyu said "Huh?" very face-saving: "How do you say?"

Jing Hanzhang struggled for a long time whether to tell Yan Xingyu, but he always felt that it was not good to hide everything from Yan Xingyu, so he told the truth.

"Ziwei star is dim, and it looks like it is falling."

After he finished speaking, he originally thought that Yan Xingyu would give him a big reaction, either because of guilt or guilt, after all, Yan Xingyu had told Jing Hanzhang before that he was Ziweixing.

Now Jing Hanzhang is fine, and Ziweixing is about to fall, which indirectly shows that Jing Hanzhang is not the Ziweixing that Yan Xingyu said.

Yan Xingyu was lying.

Jing Hanzhang was not sad that Yan Xingyu lied to him, he was just curious about the reason.

But unexpectedly, Yan Xingyu was only stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he buried himself in Jing Hanzhang's arms and laughed sullenly.

As if he had succeeded in a prank, he laughed so hard that he even burst into tears.

Jing Hanzhang was stunned: "This...is this funny?"

"It's so funny." Yan Xingyu coughed a few times laughing, his eyes narrowed, all in the joy of doing nothing.

Jing Hanzhang could only ask, "Where?"

"Fortunately, Your Highness snatched me out of the Prime Minister's Mansion." Yan Xingyu didn't answer, but laughed even harder, "Otherwise, I would be killed in anger."

Jing Hanzhang was taken aback: "What's going on?"

Yan Xingyu yawned, comfortably changed his position in Jing Hanzhang's arms, and asked lazily, "Does Your Highness know why the emperor is so afraid of me?"

Jing Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, he thought Yan Xingyu would use "dread", but he didn't expect him to use "fear".

Jing Hanzhang shook his head, I don't know, he feels like a fool now.

"That's because when I was young, I was approved by the old national teacher for my fate."

Jing Hanzhang said: "I know, seven kills."

"But that's the second fate." Yan Xingyu seemed to be talking about other things. He pinched a lock of Jing Hanzhang's hair and twirled it casually between his fingers. It's Purple Star."

Jing Hanzhang looked down at him in astonishment.

"But on the day when my legs were injured, the old national teacher said that he had made a mistake, and my real fate is Seven Kills." Yan Xingyu's tone was extremely casual, but what he said made Jing Hanzhang stiff. Back then, I exchanged with His Highness once."

Jing Hanzhang's mind went blank, and after a long while he said with difficulty: "Swap? I... I'm Seven Kills?"

Yan Xingyu nodded.

Jing Hanzhang desperately recalled, only remembering that he was also scratched by a cat on the day Yan Xingyu was injured, and fell into a coma for several days before waking up with difficulty.

At that time, he had been having nightmares, and the dreams were nothing more than frightening dreams of being chased and killed, or stepped on the ground.

Thinking of this, Jing Hanzhang suddenly shivered.

Yan Xingyu said before that he didn't know how he snatched the knife and killed the assassin. Could it be that the two had switched at that time, and he, who was delirious, used Yan Xingyu's body to grab the knife?

But Jing Hanzhang had too many horrible dreams in those few days, so he didn't have the slightest impression of this matter.

The more Yan Xingyu talked, the more sleepy he felt. It seemed that this kind of thing was almost boring and could not arouse his interest at all. If Jing Hanzhang was not full of doubts and wanted to know, he felt that sleeping with Jing Hanzhang would be more fun than talking about these bad things.

"That assassin should be the emperor who came to kill me because of my Ziwei Star fate." Yan Xingyu said vaguely, "But thanks to our exchange, I got my life back."

As he spoke, he suddenly smiled: "It was His Highness who saved me."

Jing Hanzhang has no memory at all, it is hard to remember nightmares, let alone more than ten years have passed.

"My father was afraid that the emperor would not trust the second seven kills, so he sent me to Hanruo Temple."

"After arriving at Hanruo Temple, my senior brother told me that my destiny is Ziweixing." Yan Xingyu looked at Jing Hanzhang apologetically at this point, "They were afraid that I would be killed, so they asked me to continue to be the Seventh Killer."

It was Jing Hanzhang, who was in the seventh rank, and naturally because of the several soul exchanges with Yan Xingyu, he was mixed up and determined to be Ziweixing - after all, the fate of the two changed suddenly, and even Si Tianjian was confused.

Yan Xingyu rarely lied to Jing Hanzhang, this one was an exception.

Jing Hanzhang almost seemed to have lost his voice, his lips opened and closed, unable to utter a word.

After a long time, he made a hoarse voice: "Then your amulet..."

"That's not a stone tablet amulet to suppress the Seven Kills." Yan Xingyu said, "Although there are shadow stones and crow stones in it, it is an amulet to prevent me from being affected by the Seven Kills. Besides, the Seven Kills is an extremely fierce evil, because of the fate Dai Sha must be a person who is bold and resolute, how do you think I fit in?"

Jing Hanzhang was stunned: "But these years...it seems that I haven't done anything serious?"

"Although the seven-kill style is fierce, but if it is controlled properly, it can become a noble style." Yan Xingyu praised Jing Hanzhang Yitong, "Your Highness is wise and martial, arrogant and resolute, and can restrain evil spirits. He will definitely become a great hero in the future."

Jing Hanzhang had calmed down a lot at this time, and frowned: "Then the exchange of souls between you and me is also because of the two fates?"

Yan Xingyu nodded.

Jing Hanzhang said anxiously again: "Then... what is the ominous sign detected by Si Tian today? You... you will be fine?"

"I'm fine." Yan Xingyu laughed again, "They all say that Ziweixing is noble, but in my opinion, it's not that noble, and he's about to fall so easily."

As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes against Jing Hanzhang, showing a rare childlike smile: "It's so fun."

The tone was the same as when he told Jing Hanzhang two years ago that Feng Chenzhou was "fun".

Jing Hanzhang didn't quite understand what he was talking about, and Yan Xingyu didn't take the initiative to tell him so he stopped asking, and Yan Xingyu seemed to have turned pale, vaguely knowing that the fall of Ziwei Xing was not the result of what Si Tianjian said, "I will die soon." ".

Only then did Jing Hanzhang heave a sigh of relief, seeing that Ziwei Xing was dying soon, he was really frightened crazy.

It seems that we still need to find the roots of Buddha as soon as possible.

"Oh yes, there are more." Yan Xingyu said, reaching out to touch Jing Hanzhang's waist, trying to find out the real stone amulet that he got for Jing Hanzhang in Huguo Temple last time, but he couldn't touch it no matter what, the slender His five fingers had no choice but to probe down.

Inadvertently, Yan Xingyu detected a strange thing, and he clasped his five fingers together and grasped it casually.

Jing Hanzhang was caught off guard, and reacted greatly, rolling off the soft chair with a loud bang.

He got up in a hurry, his whole face was flushed, he tugged at the hem of his clothes, and almost roared: "What are you doing?!"

Yan Xingyu said blankly: "I'm looking for His Highness's amulet on the stele."

Jing Hanzhang's face was so hot that he could almost catch up with Mrs. Tang. He was ashamed and angry, and stood there helplessly. It took a long time before he tore off the amulet that never left his body from his waist and threw it at Yan Xingyu angrily.

"Here, here, here! You...don't come here!"

When he said this, he almost cried.

Yan Xingyu didn't understand, so he had to take the amulet and explained to him: "I made this for you with the help of His Highness's body. The eminent monk of Huguo Temple said that with the help of Ziweixing, we can get twice the result with half the effort. The amulet should be very effective."

He handed it to Jing Hanzhang again, and said, "Put it back on, Your Highness."

Jing Hanzhang didn't hear what Yan Xingyu was saying at all, he stood there stiffly, his face was so red that he was about to smoke.

Yan Xingyu called him a few words, but Jing Hanzhang didn't respond, so Yan Xingyu had to get up and walk over, just in time to hear Jing Hanzhang whispering tremblingly.

"How can he do this? How can he do this?"

"do not do that."

Yan Xingyu: "?"

Yan Xingyu: "What kind?"

Yan Xingyu's voice suddenly rang out from beside his ears, and Jing Hanzhang was so frightened that he almost jumped three feet high. He pulled the amulet away, and his tongue became inflexible.

"No, it's not deep." Jing Hanzhang lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yan Xingyu at all. He said, "I, I know, I'm going to have an elbow, you go to sleep."

Yan Xingyu: "..."

After Jing Hanzhang finished speaking, he whimpered, grabbed the clothes around his waist and ran out.

Yan Xingyu: "Your Highness?"

Jing Hanzhang didn't listen at all and ran very fast.

Yan Xingyu was a little puzzled. He was about to go out to have a look, when he suddenly heard a cat's meowing from outside, followed by Jing Hanzhang's screams.

Yan Xingyu was startled, and quickly pushed open the door. Before he could step out of the threshold, Jing Hanzhang turned into an afterimage, rushed up, hugged Yan Xingyu, and hissed: "Yes, yes, yes..."

Yan Xingyu: "What?"

Jing Hanzhang trembled all over, and said with a trembling voice: "There are a group of cats! Bastard Yuxi! Yuxi—"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Yan Xingyu closed the door, and Jing Hanzhang almost hung on him and couldn't get off. Yan Xingyu hugged his waist and moved to the inner room with difficulty.

Jing Hanzhang hugged Yan Xingyu with one hand and covered the back of his neck desperately with the other, as if he was extremely afraid of a cat coming to scratch him, and Yan Xingyu couldn't persuade him no matter what.

Yan Xingyu was embraced by Jing Hanzhang, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand to hold Jing Hanzhang's side face, and said, "Your Highness."

Jing Hanzhang was so frightened that his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was still trying to maintain a majestic and mighty image in front of Yan Xingyu, tremblingly said: "I'm not afraid, I'm a little bit."

A little.

Yan Xingyu pursed his lips and smiled, he learned to use it flexibly, he didn't say hello to Jing Hanzhang at all, he stood on tiptoe and kissed Jing Hanzhang's lips lightly.

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

All of Jing Hanzhang's fear disappeared in an instant, and he also blocked the cats meowing in his ears, and all his attention was on the lips touching Yan Xingyu.

Yan Xingyu kissed him, bit his lips lightly, the two breathed intertwined, surrounded by lust, Jing Hanzhang couldn't help hugging his waist.

Just when Jing Hanzhang was about to kiss him back almost uncontrollably, Yan Xingyu gently moved his lips, and said in a low voice: "Yu Xi told me, that woman was your concubine last night."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang's hair stood on end, the panic in his heart was worse than when he saw groups of cats squatting on the wall looking at him just now.

He immediately denied the Eighteenth Company: "No, no, nonsense, nonsense, heh bah."

"I know." Yan Xingyu hugged his neck and said with a smile, "I said before that I only believe in His Highness, and I don't believe a word of what other people say."

Jing Hanzhang breathed a sigh of relief.

He hugged Yan Xingyu awkwardly, and said in a low voice: "That person...is my father's servant who stuffed me into my room and taught me how to do things. It was sent back without stopping.”

"What can she teach you?" Yan Xingyu somehow became competitive, as if he was better than Feng Qingling back then, "What she can teach, I can teach too."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."

Jing Hanzhang's head started to smoke again, and he buried his head in Yan Xingyu's neck: "You...don't say that."

Yan Xingyu wanted to say more, but Jing Hanzhang hurriedly interrupted him, pretending to be angry: "Why does Yuxi bring so many cats here? Doesn't he only have one?!"

The cats were meowing outside one after another, and Jing Hanzhang couldn't stop sweating even though he was holding Yan Xingyu.

"It seems to be attracted by the meowing of the cat." Yan Xingyu thought for a while, and said, "It's the same in the Prime Minister's Mansion. When the fish-breathing cat meows, it will attract many wild cats."

Jing Hanzhang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the northwest is cold, but the city of Kyoto is already warm and spring is blooming.

Jing Hanzhang was thinking wildly, but Yan Xingyu dragged his girdle to the bed, and said casually: "The cat will probably meow for one night. If Your Highness is 'a little' afraid, then spend the night with me."

Jing Hanzhang: "..."