Murong Yi

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Chonghua, Huanyue.

Murong Yan quietly looked at the man in black who was half kneeling in front of her eyes. There was not a single sound in the quiet room, except for a slightly heavy breathing.

The person in front of him was in a mess, with blood, dust, and broken and messy black clothes. He didn't look like he usually had even one corner of his clothes flattened and a strand of hair tied up. Among the cuts from the sharp weapon, the most obvious one was located under the left eye, and it was still bleeding.

After a long time, Murong Yan sighed softly, waved his hand to signal the man to get up, and came to his side.

"Sit down, I'll bandage you." Going to the side and taking the medicine box, Murong Ni turned around, only to find that Huan Yue was still standing there with his head bowed.

"Sit." The slightly accentuated tone made the dark guard finally sit down on the chair next to him.Murong Li stood still beside him, with a thud, she tore off the cloth on the man's shoulders, and what was revealed was the wheat-colored long arm and the long and narrow wound on the upper arm, where the bones were deep, and the simple bandages on it were gone. Dyeing red with the blood that was constantly overflowing, bursts of strong bloody smell wafted into the air.

"How did Chong Jing deal with such a deep wound?!" He frowned, and asked sternly while reapplying the medicine.

"Your Majesty summoned your subordinates, why?" The usually taciturn man opened his mouth first, his black eyes were still so cold and deep, as if there was no emotion at all, just like the coldest and deepest night.

Murong Yi's hands froze, and she was silent for a while before continuing to wipe the wound in her hands: "What are your plans from now on?"

This person must have understood what happened along the way.

This time, the black-clothed dark guard stopped talking.He just lowered his head and looked at Murong Yan's slender and slender fingers, carefully and gently wiped off the dirt around the wound, then applied a cold, fragrant ointment, and finally used a clean bandage, carefully Wrap it well, and move carefully during the movement, for fear of touching unknown wounds.

His eyes became very deep, Huan Yue had seen enough, thought enough, he raised his head, met the man's concerned gaze, and said in a hoarse voice: "Serve the Lord forever."

The four characters are flat and silent, like an ancient well that has been around for thousands of years.

"Master?" Murong Yan looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Murong Yan?"

"Yes." Huan Yue didn't avoid the bright sharp eyes, but looked straight back.

"Huan Yue..." Murong Yi suddenly looked away, her voice sank, she didn't delve into it, but changed the subject, "You have saved me several times, after this time, you will stay in the Seventeenth Guards, how?"

In what capacity?The male favorite or the subordinate who rebelled against the prince?

Huan Yue only felt a bitterness in his heart, and thought of another hidden guard who was always by this person's side, he finally suppressed the momentary hesitation and impulse: "It's meaningless for your subordinate to stay by His Majesty's side."

Murong Yan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled wryly.What I said before was blocked back and forth, and my mood was really complicated and strange for a while.He quietly looked at the man sitting on the chair, his stern and sharp face showed awe and determination, he was in a mess, but his back was still straight, neither humble nor overbearing.

It was like this the first time I saw him.He was obviously controlled by others, he was obviously humiliated, and he was obviously unwilling in his heart, but he still handed over his body just like that, and let him do whatever he wanted.Beneath the seemingly ruthless appearance is an unexpectedly pure and persistent heart.As long as you treat him a little better, you will let go of your guard...

It's not like the hidden guard who came out of the Xuan Pavilion, but like a big dog wandering on the street.Loyal to his master, no matter what his master has done, he will never leave...

Ah……

"...I will not let you return to Murong's side again. You can consider other places." Between them, there is only false tenderness and willing deception, this person is unwilling to stay by his side , is not incomprehensible.But now Murong's rebellion has failed, and as a secret guard, his way out has become a problem...

"...Not yet." Huan Yue replied in a deep voice after bowing his head and thinking for a while.

"Oh? After seeing this thing, answer me again." Murong Ni put it back into the medicine box, took out another thing from her bosom, and threw it into Huan Yue's hand.

The object he bought was cold and hard, and it was simply made into an elongated iron plate, with the character Huan on one side and Yue on the back... the nameplate of the dark guard.If a hidden guard gets back his nameplate, there are only two situations.One is not wanted by the master, and the other is given freedom by the master.

The hidden guards in the country of Yan, although they have a high status, they traded their lives for it.The dark guards who live in the dark all year round, after a long time, freedom is the only thing they long for.However, how many people can live safely until they are free?

Huan Yue silently stared at the nameplate on the palm of his hand for a long while, and something stirred in his eyes.

"From now on, no one in this world can order you." Murong Yan walked in front of him, stopped, and said softly, "You are your only master!"

Be your own master!

This sentence keeps echoing in my brain, I no longer have to risk my life for an order, I no longer have to watch my companions fall by my side while I just leave with a cold eye, I no longer have to suppress my emotions, hide what I really think, what is in my heart real longing...

Slowly bend your fingers upwards to grasp the nameplate, and the sharp water chestnuts sink deep into the soft skin under great force.

"His Majesty……"

"Ok?"

"Subordinate... begging to see Prince Rui."

The drooping black hair covered the man's face, hiding his expression.

After a busy night, at dawn, the previous calm was quietly restored.Inside the closed gate of the imperial palace, in Prince He Rui's mansion, no one knew what happened except those who participated.Everything seems to be no different from the previous morning...

In the deepest part of Shuoxue Hall of the imperial palace, the secret underground prison slowly unfolded in front of Huan Yue.

Dozens of dark guards in black stood expressionlessly in the courtyard, and the leader was Jingxiu in Tsing Yi.

"Your Majesty, Prince Rui is locked inside according to the previous order." When the mechanism was activated, a secret passage leading to the ground appeared above the ground.Jingxiu walked in first, followed by Murong Yi, and finally Huan Yue.

The narrow path twists and turns, but the finally reached space is empty and spacious, illuminated by the brilliance of the night pearl.

Simple and elegant layout, there are beds, tables and chairs, and one person sitting quietly in the shadow of the corner, like a stone statue, without breathing, emotion, or thought.

Startled, Huan Yue hurriedly walked in front of the man, knelt down and saluted, "Subordinate Huan Yue sees the master."

The man moved his fingers, raised his eyes to glance at the people on the ground, and then lowered his eyes again.

"...Xiao Liu." Murong Yan hesitated for a long time, but still gently called that person.

Murong Yan trembled violently, for a long time, he finally raised his head slowly and looked at Murong Yan.

"Put me here, Brother Huang, what's your plan?" A handsome face was filled with a cold chill and a sarcastic smile at the moment.

"Xiao Liu." Murong Ni approached, motioned Huan Yue to get out of the way, and looked at his younger brother with burning eyes, "I won't kill you."

"Don't kill me?! Ha!" As if thinking of something interesting, Murong's smile deepened, and his eyes became darker and colder, "Brother Huang said, you have to put my younger brother under house arrest like what my younger brother did before." in some place?"

"..." Murong Yan sighed softly, as smart as Murong Yan, how could he not know what he would do to him.The crime of treason, since he let people do it overnight and strictly controlled the people who participated, he just didn't want to make a big fuss.After dawn, no one knew that the emperor in the palace had quietly disappeared, just like no one knew that Li Daitao was stiff a few months ago.The common people would still think that His Majesty and Prince Rui have a very good relationship and are very close.

However, it is impossible to truly return to the previous state.Even if Murong Yi could pretend that nothing happened, with Murong Yi's temperament, he couldn't.What's more, Murong Ni can't pretend that nothing happened.He has a bottom line for those injuries and tortures.

Right now, the best outcome for Murong Yu is to lose his military power, cut his nobility, seal up any fiefs, and then go out of Beijing to become a prince.

"Brother Huang..." Seeing that Murong Ji was silent, Murong Ji slowly stretched out his hand and took the young man's left hand hanging by his side.

The contact between the body temperature of the two people is cold.

Murong Yan trembled.

Murong Xun stared at the person in front of him with burning eyes, as if he wanted to engrave his figure into the deepest part of his memory, deeply and heavily, and no matter how time passed, it would never fade away.

The cold whispers sounded softly, like a long snake swimming in the wetlands, making people shudder: "If you don't kill me, you will regret it one day."

"You are my younger brother." Murong Yan shook his head helplessly, "No matter what mistakes you make, you are still my younger brother."

"Brother...heh." Murong Yu recalled these two words in his mouth, and suddenly sneered, "In this life, the last thing I want to be is your younger brother."

"You...!" Murong Yan was astonished and felt a pain in his heart.

"It's because I'm your younger brother! So... I can only think, but I can't do it!" The hand holding Murong Ni was trembling, unconsciously, the strength was getting stronger and stronger, and the suppressed emotion seemed to be because of these two words. It was about to collapse in an instant and surge out.Murong Yan bit his lip, his face was always full of smiles, the pain he was trying to endure at this time carried a hint of destruction and madness, "I don't want to be your brother!..."

Standing up suddenly from the chair, Murong Yi tightly clasped him into his arms, "Murong Yi, I love you! Murong Yi, I love you!"

Although what Murong Mo did before all implied such a cognition.However, when he heard this person say it with his own ears, Murong Yi was still very shocked.He stared blankly at Murong Yu, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't even utter a single word, and he couldn't make a single sound.

"For so many years...every night, you will appear in my dreams." The same trembling fingers rubbed against the lips of the young man, Murong Qi curled his mouth, his eyes were moist, "You kiss me, I kiss you, we untie Each other's clothes, you hug me... I... enter you..." His voice became lower and lower, and Murong Li leaned into the ear of the person in his arms, telling the true longing in his heart for a long time, "We Embrace each other to sleep, holding hands till old age..."

"Enough! Murong Yan!" Pushing his younger brother away, Murong Yan's voice was cold, but if you listen carefully, you can detect the panic in the voice.

"Ha." As if it had been expected, Murong Mo was not annoyed, but just covered his brows with his hands, "But it was just a dream... When you wake up from the dream, it is real! You lied to me! From the first time we met you You're lying to me! You haven't lost your martial arts at all! You know everything I've done! But you...you..."

Gradually, it became a growl of anger and despair.

"The deceit didn't start with me." Murong Yan looked at the man who was gradually going crazy, and stated ruthlessly.

"It was me. I started it...haha..." Thinking of the first time I met this person many years ago, what I uttered was a lie, but I didn't expect that my heart fell unexpectedly... which led to the situation today.

"Xiao Liu." Murong Ni didn't intend to continue arguing with him, he came today mainly because of Huan Yue's affairs.

"...Brother Huang." Murong Mo heard the meaning behind his words, pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and put down his hand from his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that were already filled with tears.He just looked at Murong Yan steadfastly, until Murong Yan started to frown, then he lowered his head and chuckled, and looked back: "Let me hug you, Brother Huang."

After all, he opened his arms to him.

Something flowed through the bottom of my heart, Murong Yan nodded and walked forward.

The two embraced each other without any □.

Smelling the familiar smell from the tip of his nose, Murong Yi gradually dissipated the cold and resentment covering his body. He hugged the young man's back with one arm, and he lightly rubbed Murong Yi's shoulder, just like he did when he was a child in his memory, The other hand, holding a dagger, slowly moved towards his abdomen...

"Brother..."

"I love you……"

With a sigh, how much regret, how much miss, how much longing...

There was a movement in Murong Yi's heart, a bad premonition hit him at that moment, but before he could react, the next moment, Murong Yi raised his head, a beautiful smile bloomed on his handsome face.

"no, do not want!"

A low growl rushed out from the depths of his heart, and Murong Yan hugged the limp person on her body in disbelief.

Blood overflowed from the wound on Murong's abdomen, and soon stained a large area of ​​nearby clothes red, and the hand holding the dagger continued to increase its strength, and the blood-soaked sharp weapon penetrated inch by inch...

"... In this way, you will never forget me..."