Every day, I'm robbing a man with the male protagonist

Murong Shuang clenched his fists suddenly, he wanted to say no, I like you too, I don't want to disappoint you, I don't want to make you suffer... But his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.

"I really didn't expect it..." Tao Xing laughed at himself, let out a breath, and slowly closed his eyes, "I gave you a chance, I gave you a chance..."

No one spoke again, and the scene was eerily silent.

"Master, the remnants of the treasonous party have been dealt with, do you want to..." A guard in black walked up behind Murong Shuang and reported in a low voice.

Murong Shuang didn't care to listen.

The accident happened at this time.

One second, the conscientious secret guard was standing behind Murong Shuang, and in the next second, he was on the opposite side of Murong Shuang.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, the splashed blood left one after another still warm dots on the robe, Yin Hong's glaring eyes, the tip of the knife would have pierced Murong Shuang's chest a little further.

But Murongshuang would rather the knife stabbed into his heart.

"Tao Xing—!"

The leading man in black pulled out the knife neatly, and Tao Xing spit out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, as if a hole had been broken in his body, and all the strength in his body flowed out of the body along the hole like sand.

"Tao Xing! Tao Xing!"

Murong Shuang stepped forward to firmly catch Tao Xing's fallen body, and pressed her hand on Tao Xing's shoulder so hard that her knuckles turned white.

Murong Shuang's eyes were bloodshot, she looked at the leader of the man in black, and said harshly, "Why?"

The hidden guards protecting him were divided into two teams at this time, and the traitors were all brought by his mother when he rushed over from the palace.

The headed man in black had a cold face, with hideous scars all over the left half of his face: "We are only following orders."

He said it lightly, as if it wasn't a person he just stabbed but a piece of junk.

"What a follower of orders! No wonder... No wonder you suddenly called me back to the palace! No wonder you kept me a little longer!" Murong Shuang's gaze sank, with indescribable cruelty.

He commanded the guards behind him in a deep voice: "Kill! No one will be left alive!"

"Tao Xing, wake up! Don't sleep..."

The cold wind brushed the scalp and swept past, the forward speed was too fast, and the airflow blowing across the cheeks was like a blunt knife grinding.

His whole body was so cold... and it hurt too... Tao Xing blinked his eyes a few times, and his chaotic vision gradually became clear.Murong Shuang was walking through the alley with Tao Xing in his arms, and he came out of the alley in the blink of an eye. Tao Xing was nestled in Murong Shuang's arms, and he could touch Murong Shuang's chin when he raised his head slightly.

Tao Xing's face was a little red, although it was not obvious, but it looked much better compared to the pale as white face before, but Murong Shuang's heart was tugged.

It's so abnormal, it's almost like...

Murong Shuang held Tao Xing's hand tighter: "Don't fall asleep... hold on for a while, I remember that the nearest medical clinic is on the street in front."

Excessive blood loss made Tao Xing's limbs stiff, and his pulse weakened little by little. He wanted to smile bitterly, but his face was cold and hard: "It's useless, don't bother Murong Shuang."

Murong Shuang suddenly turned up the volume, her voice was almost roaring sharply: "No way! Stop talking!"

Tao Xing looked at him motionless, without seeming to be frightened, or even if he was frightened at this moment, he didn't have the strength to react: "Aren't you wondering why I know your real name?"

Murong Shuang's voice was trembling, with a slight longing: "Of course I'm curious, but I don't want to know why now. When you recover from your illness this time, you can tell me about it yourself, okay?"

Tao Xing didn't answer. After a while, he turned his head to look at the flying street, and finally at the blue sky.

"When Wang Houwei went to the appointment alone today, I guessed that the soldiers who had the same rebellious heart as him - the former subordinates of the general, must have been wiped out by you." He spoke slowly, and later Almost jumping out word by word, the voice became smaller and smaller, "It's a pity, I didn't see the moment when you ruled the world and ascended the throne..."

The light in his eyes became weaker and weaker, and finally turned into a dead darkness, and the hand on his stomach dropped powerlessly, drawing a permanent end to his life.

Ever since she was almost killed when she was pushed into a icy lake by her elder brother who often played with her when she was a child, Murong Shuang understood that since she was born in the royal family, warm family affection will always be just a hypocritical appearance.

They all wear friendly and harmless masks, and they embrace intimately, but each of them holds a knife in their hand, hanging behind your invisible back, and the sharp point of the knife can fall down and stab your heart at any time .

The imperial palace is like a giant cage, everyone is trapped in it, and the body is covered with threads, which cannot be undone without constant cutting.

No one can really stay out of it, everyone has too much involuntary.

Murong Xiao often told him that he would always support him, that the throne would eventually be his.

Murong Xiao said: "I will help you get whatever my brother wants."

Murong Shuang just smiled when he heard this, he could clearly see the persistence and infatuation in Murong Xiao's eyes when he said this, but there was no ripple in his heart.He didn't have that kind of thought for Murong Xiao, and he didn't believe what Murong Xiao said.

Who wouldn't be interested in the throne?Who can resist the temptation of winning the throne?If Murong Xiao becomes the emperor one day in the future, he will be the first obstacle he will get rid of.

Living is too tiring, even my own brother can't be trusted.

Murong Xiao said he loved him, but Murong Shuang just wanted to sneer.

Being alone in this life seems to be a foregone conclusion.

until that person shows up.

When we first met, that person was just a young man, and he bumped into him who had just come out of a side road in the backyard.That day Murong Xiao went to the small hotel just to get close to him, so naturally he recognized at a glance that the person who bumped into him happened to be the person he was looking for.

The man lost his balance and fell into his arms, so Murong Shuang took advantage of the situation and hugged him.

Unexpectedly, after this hug, he was never willing to let go.

Murong Shuang bought his first night, took him to the lantern festival, and redeemed him. When he saw him talking and laughing with other men, he became angry and almost couldn't hold back his habitual smirk.When he found the little note he secretly stuffed in the gap of his belt, joy rushed to his heart faster and stronger than surprise. In those few days, he only thought that the lights would come too slowly, and he never thought about Tao Xing's appointment. Will he have ulterior motives.

It was hardly his style, and he thought he must be poisoned.

But he didn't want to be cured.

Later, he was finally redeemed, and he could live with him in a fair and just manner.

If he hadn't accidentally discovered the "secret" in Tao Xing's pillow, Murong Shuang would have almost forgotten his real purpose of approaching Tao Xing.

If he doesn't take it, will Tao Xing give it to the general's subordinates?Tao Xing... Will he take the initiative to give this thing to him one day?

Murong Shuang was shaken.

If this thing falls into the hands of that great general, this piece of land ruled by their royal family will be handed over to others.

How could his country be changed like this!

Maybe Tao Xing won't find out that the pillow is gone, or Tao Xing won't blame him even if he finds out, and will understand him——Murong Shuang thought this way when he took the Tiger Talisman out of Tao Xing's pillow.

There are many things they can't help themselves, but no matter how they comfort themselves and find reasons for their actions, it is an indisputable fact that he hurt Tao Xing.

Shark's fin and bear's paw cannot have both, the moment Murongshuang held the tiger talisman in his hand, what Murongshuang told himself in his heart was that he would never regret today's decision in the future, he chose the country to choose rights.

What about now?

Murong Shuang took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

"emperor."

Murong Xiao called him from behind Murong Shuang.

Murong Shuang remained motionless, like a stone statue without emotion.

Murong Xiao was silent for a long time, but finally couldn't help it, and raised the volume: "He has been dead for almost a year! How long are you going to be obsessed with the past? Come here every morning after the morning pilgrimage, this is not the palace! How many times has mother I wanted to see you, but you refused. Why didn’t you even see your mother? Your mother was doing it for your own good. He’s been dead for so long and still makes you depressed. If he’s still alive, wouldn’t it affect your mood even more? I think It's good that he's dead! Fortunately, he's dead, otherwise a bitch like him..."

"boom"!

A porcelain teacup flew past Murong Xiao's cheek and smashed hard against the wall.

Murong Shuang's whole body was full of hostility, her face was expressionless but it made people shudder just by looking at it.

He looked at Murong Xiao with obvious disgust: "You can go."

Murong Xiao's lips trembled, full of grievance and resentment, tears welled up in his eyes: "Fifth Brother, you actually treated me like this for a young man... He is just a dirty young man! I don't know how many men have slept with him! He is Bitch..."

He abruptly stopped talking, and the cold touch of the sword spread from his neck to his heart, and the strong killing intent could be felt by anyone.

Murong Shuang looked at him with no warmth in his eyes: "You are not worthy to speak of him, you are not even as good as a single finger of his."

There was warm liquid flowing down his neck, Murong Xiao didn't dare to wipe it, his whole body was stiff.

After a long time, he bit his lower lip hard and left in embarrassment.

On the stone table at the side there is another intact cup, which is exactly the same as the porcelain tea cup broken into thousands of pieces on the ground. The cup is filled with tea. There is also a wooden box in the center of the stone table. toffee.

The peach blossoms in the yard are blooming just right, clusters are delicate and pink, and when the wind blows, the rich fragrance of flowers wafts in the air, fresh and pleasant.

The tree they planted together back then is now full of flowers, but the person he wanted to appreciate together is long gone.