[Zhili] stick to this one heart and never leave

Holding a simple and elegant jade pot in his hand, A Yu came back happily, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the palace people in the dining room preparing a meal. Although the dishes were simple, they were all Yaoguang side dishes that Murong Li liked.A Yu put the jade pot on the table, smiled at Murong Li, "Your Majesty really loves the King!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately covered his mouth, and secretly glanced at Murongli embarrassingly, the latter smiled slightly, with a bit of shyness on his face, "There is the golden cake you like, I have already asked someone to put it in your room .”

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Thank you, the lord, the lord is so kind to Ah Yu!" Ayu happily ran to Murongli's side and poured him a cup of tea. Woolen cloth."

Really has the temperament to say something, Murongli looked at A Yu with the water on his head, and smiled brightly. With a gentle smile, he raised his hand to wipe the water on his forehead.

A Yu stopped pouring the tea, stared with flattered eyes and said, "The lord...the lord has broken Ayu."

Murong Li smiled, and handed the brocade handkerchief to him, "Then wipe it well, don't catch a cold, otherwise Aqiong will come to Xunyou Terrace again and sigh."

Ayu's face turned red suddenly, and he muttered, "Where did he sigh, he would only teach me..."

Murongli chuckled, his face covered with drops of water became even redder, Ah Yu put down the teapot, and said anxiously, "I...I'm going back to my room to eat."

Murong Li saw him amusedly as he ran to the door as if fleeing, then suddenly turned around and said mischievously, "The King really looks more and more like His Majesty!"

A Yu ran away after finishing speaking, and disappeared in a flash. Murong Li stared blankly at the empty doorway, right?Is he and Zhiming more and more similar?

With a soft smile, Murongli thought, the longer they are together, the more they will resemble each other.

Recently, Zhiming came late, Murongli had dinner and walked slowly to the door, because it was raining and it was inconvenient to go out, so he leaned on the door rail, looking at the rain in a leisurely way, quiet and serene.

It was getting dark early, and Wang Jia had already held the palace lantern when he came.

Zhi Ming saw Murong Li standing in front of the door from a distance, immediately abandoned the palace man holding the umbrella, and ran up to the Xunyou Terrace, Murong Li saw him coming in the rain, wanted to speak to stop him but finally smiled helplessly, When the man came to him, Murong Li raised his hand to wipe off the water droplets on the man's forehead, and said with a smile, "Why are you running?"

Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li quietly, and forced a smile, "What is Ah Li doing standing at the door?"

Murong Li tilted his head to look at Zhi Ming, and said with a smile, "You really don't know?"

Zhiming was taken aback for a moment, he wanted to laugh, but his heart ached, he paused for a moment, and then said softly, "I miss you very much too."

Murong Li lowered his head and smiled, are they really getting more and more alike...

Are you going to send him away tomorrow...

Zhiming saw the person in front of him smiling sweetly, his heart pierced like a knife, he walked past Murongli, and went straight into the house, and saw that the palace servants were already packing up the dinner, he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and then he said with a loud smile, "I've been busy these days." Regarding the matter of Tianshu, how about I have dinner with you tomorrow night?"

Murong Li was stunned, then turned around and said with a smile, "Okay."

Zhi Ming walked into the bedroom, sat down beside Murongli's desk, and picked up a book casually, "This is... "Records of the Countries of the Western Regions"?"

When Zhiming mentioned the Western Regions, his heart was hit hard. He put down the book and refused to touch it again. He forced a smile and said, "Why does Ah Li like these books?"

"I have nothing to do, just appreciate the customs and customs of various countries, otherwise, where does your Majesty think that I have inspired Ding Yuan's Tianshu strategy?" Murong Li said with a smile.

Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li but couldn't smile, he just took Murong Li's hand and asked him to sit down beside him, thinking about what the imperial physician ordered a few days ago, he sighed softly, "I don't want Ah Li to be so troublesome. "

Murongli smiled softly, got up and went to the outside room to bring a jade pot, and said gently, "You just got caught in the rain, I'll accompany you to drink a few cups to drive away the cold."

Zhi Ming smiled and nodded.

The fine wine is poured into the cup, it's not like Tianquan's wine with strong aroma, nor like Yaoguang's wine, which is sweet and intoxicating, but it has a faint clear and light fragrance, which faintly diffuses in the air.Zhi Ming curiously took a sip from the cup, and couldn't help praising, "This wine is clear and refreshing, with a long aftertaste. It really is a good wine."

Murong Li said with a smile, "This is the tribute wine from Tianji County."

"Tianji's wine?" Zhi Ming shook his head and sighed, "It's unexpected that the wine made in that god-damned place is very good."

"Yes, there is no perfect thing in ancient and modern times, and there is no perfect person in ancient and modern times. This is the case with personnel, and the collection of personnel and affairs is a country, and the same is true of the old country. Therefore, Tianji, although the state government has lost, but it also has this fine wine. liquid." Murong Li drank the wine in his glass and sighed.

Zhi Ming was startled for a moment, then turned to look at Murong Li, "Ah Li wants to tell you that nothing is perfect, you have to know how to choose?"

Murongli nodded, "Your Majesty is actually very smart."

"Heh..." Zhi Ming laughed at himself, and said sadly, "Really?"

If he is really smart, why can't he even keep the one he loves?

Seeing that he was suddenly silent, Murong Li smiled and said, "In time, Your Majesty will definitely become a generation of Holy Masters who will go down in history!"

"I don't want to be a holy master at all!" Zhi Ming suddenly raised his voice, but when he saw Murong Li staring at him blankly, he immediately regretted, what happened to him...how could he talk to him like that?He drank two consecutive glasses of wine, Zhiming stared blankly at the empty wine glass, his eyes filled with infinite nostalgia, "I really want to drink all the wine in Zhongyuan with you, and go to many places with you. I still want to go back to Yaoguang with you in late spring to see Manshan Yuqiong."

Murong Li lowered his head and turned away, bowed his head and smiled softly.Recently, Murongli has become more and more gentle and intoxicating, Zhi Ming wants to hold him in his arms tightly, and let the world of mortals beat the shore with the stormy waves, the wind and rain in the mountains and rivers for eternity, and they will never be separated again .

But this time, Zhi Ming's hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, but he still didn't dare to raise his hands to hug him, he was afraid that once he hugged him, he would never be able to let go.

Murongli looked at Zhiming silently for a long time, then suddenly moved a little closer to Zhiming, looked at him with smiling eyes, then leaned over and planted a kiss on his lips.

Zhi Ming was shocked suddenly, looked at Murongli in astonishment, Murongli smiled, and kissed again, as light as flying catkins.

It wasn't until the feather-like kiss landed on his lips for the third time that Zhi Ming finally came to his senses. He lightly held Murong Li's shoulder, flustered and unbelievable, "A Li, you..."

Murongli looked at him tenderly, and said calmly, "I want you."

The pupils of the ink shrank, and it became dark immediately. There was a scorching flame burning in the depths of the darkness, Zhiming's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice trembled slightly, "A Li...do you know what I'm talking about?"

The gazing and affectionate pupils did not blink for a moment, always reflecting the shadow of the black ink, Murongli looked at him calmly, "I know."

Zhi Ming stretched out his hand to caress Murongli's face, closed his eyes to hide the pain in them, why is it at this time!After tomorrow, we will be separated from each other, and we don't know when we will meet again, how can he treat him...

Holding Murong Li into his arms, Zhi Ming tenderly kissed his black hair, and said in a trembling voice, "Ah Li is so stupid."

Murongli finally suppressed his smile, he gently lowered his eyes, stood up from Zhi Ming's arms, and when he looked at him, the tenderness in his eyes was so thick that people couldn't see the way ahead, even if people lost in it, until Death is the only way to rest, and there is no complaint or regret.

Leaning forward, Murongli's thin lips slightly parted, holding the lips that always teased and entangled him in the past, imitating that person, and gently brushing with the tip of his tongue.

Zhi Ming trembled deeply, his eyes suddenly sank, and the hands clasping Murongli's shoulders couldn't help but tighten...

Murongli's kiss was very green, and occasionally his teeth would graze his tongue, which would still slightly hurt him.Zhi Ming hugged Murongli instead, and responded to him with the utmost gentleness, guiding him patiently with his slippery and powerful lips, gently stroking the palate, as if to comfort him, lingering with him.

The intertwined breath became warmer and warmer. In the quiet night, one could hear each other's heartbeats intertwined. The persistent kiss slid from the delicate lips to the cheeks, and then fell to the tips of the ears. The fresh and cold fragrance permeated the heart and lungs, the lower abdomen tightened suddenly, suppressing the increasingly rapid breath, Zhi Ming trembled and said, "You... smell so good."

Murongli couldn't help shrinking his neck, but hugged Zhiming tightly, and obediently leaned his head against the side of his neck.

"Zhi Ming..." Murong Li called him softly, with never-before-seen reliance in his words, Zhi Ming's heart trembled, and a feeling of eagerness to vent surged in his mind, like a lake blocked by mountains and rocks, and a long embankment on the verge of collapse ...

For the first time, the urge to want him overwhelmed everything.

Zhi Ming hugged Murongli as gently as possible.This time Murong Li raised his hand and hooked Zhi Ming's back of the neck, resting his head on his heart, the eyes looking at him, although flickering and uneasy, but always smiling, obediently made his heart ache.Zhi Ming softened his movements and put the person in his arms on the bed, the red silk curtain slowly drooped down with the untied tassels, covering up all the glitzy fame and fortune in the world, all intrigues...

Tonight, it's just him and him.

Tonight belongs only to them.

Zhi Ming kissed Murong Li, from the corner of the forehead to the center of the eyebrows, from the center of the eyebrows to the tip of the nose, he tried his best to love and love, never missing a single point, when his lips slipped past the half-closed eyes, his lips trembled slightly.Zhi Ming chuckled lightly, then kissed the thin lips deeply, not giving him a chance to escape, Murong Li felt that his breath was taken away by the person on his body, but he didn't want to run away from him, clinging to his back , intertwined with his lips...

Zhi Ming raised his hand, passed through the soft and slender blue hair, hooked it over Murongli's neck, bringing them closer together, and then followed the waterfall-like long hair upstream... With a swipe of the ground, the hairpin was caught Pulling it down, Murongli's black hair poured down, scattered on his shoulders, there was a kind of taboo beauty of being desecrated by the world of mortals, and it was touching.

Zhi Ming's eyes sank, he stretched out his hand to grab the gold silk sash, and pulled it hard, Murong Li was slightly taken aback, and suddenly felt his waist that had been restrained for a long time suddenly loosen...

The four eyes met, Murong Li's face turned red in an instant, he was pleased with the king, but at this moment he didn't know how to deal with himself, Murong Li opened his eyes, and suddenly felt that he was really hypocritical, the one sleeping with him was Zhi Ming Is not it?If it is him, he is willing.

Really hypocritical.

While thinking about it, the corners of Murongli's lips curled up inadvertently, and this smile fell into Zhiming's eyes, so I felt pity for him.

The lower jaw was lifted gently, Murong Li was slightly surprised, when the soft, hot tongue entered his slightly opened mouth, and entangled again, Murong Li gently closed his eyes, that's all, with him around, he felt at ease of.

As soon as the shoulders were cold, the outer robe wrapped in the middle coat slipped off, and then the palms with a little rough sword marks touched his shoulders, and then slid to his back, hugging him.Heart beating like a drum, Murong Li touched the Xuanwu jade buckle with trembling hands, and slowly released the jade buckle in response to the affection between his lips.

Cold and slender fingers penetrated into the jacket, tremblingly caressed the slightly protruding abdominal muscles, and embraced the thin and powerful lower back, Murong Li gently pressed his heart against Zhi Ming's heart, the first time they were so close, Hugging each other's necks, Zhi Ming whispered "A Li" next to his ear, and held the red ear tip in his mouth, as if he thought it was not delicate enough, he licked his love and affection, unwilling to stop for a moment.

Murongli only felt that one side of his neck was numb, he held back the trembling, but couldn't help but hum softly from the tip of his nose.

There was a weak sound, insignificant in the symphonic breathing of the two, but it was the last blow in Zhi Ming's heart.

The light lick next to the ear became heavy and forceful after this sound, kisses, sucks and bites came alternately, it was different, Murongli knew that this kiss was different from any other.An Ran closed her eyes, and Murong Li's lips were pressed against the side of Zhi Ming's neck, smelling the familiar An Xin's breath on him, and kissing him tenderly, it was a silent dialogue between lovers.

The kiss fell on Murongli's neck like a dense rain. The numb feeling made him feel unbearable from his lower abdomen to the bottom of his heart. When the scorching breath swept over his Adam's apple, Murongli slightly raised his jaw, and then A warm cavity enveloped the trembling Adam's apple.

"Hmm...", the thin lips were slightly parted, and she whispered softly, melodiously touching the heart, making the presumptuous lips and tongue on her body even more presumptuous.

The lips slide along the chin, to the heart, bring the wet warmth, and then gradually cool in the air, but the skin being loved is slightly hot in the coolness, and it is as pink as its owner's cheek.

The warm moisture suddenly left, Murongli slowly opened his eyes, his misty pupils were full of doubts, Zhi Ming lightly stroked his heart, on the snowy skin that was as bright as jade, there was a scar suddenly, It's really hideous.Zhiming is very clear about how this trace that will not disappear for life comes from.

Seeing the person in front of him frowning deeply, with regret in his eyes, Murongli passed his index finger across Zhiming's heart, and said with distress, "So, we will be the same."

Zhi Ming was startled, followed Murongli's gaze to look at his heart, only to find that there was also a scar there, which was longer and scarier than Murongli's.

"You saved me when I succeeded to the throne."

"A Li..." Zhi Ming took Murongli's hand, put it to his lips, kissed it softly and whispered, "You know, if you make a mistake, the widow will not be alone..."

Murong Li flexed his fingers to press the trembling lips, "Zhiming..." His finger slid from his lips to his heart again, lightly touched the scar, Murong Li smiled softly, "It is said that if it is a marriage handed down from generation to generation, the two There will be the same imprint on the body, so that they can recognize each other when they meet. Zhiming..." Murongli stared deeply into those eyes that were shining like silver, "I will definitely not lose you."

"Ah Li!" Zhi Ming held Murong Li up and sat up, hugged him into his arms, and let him lean on his shoulders. Murong Li also put his arms around his lower back, making the two wounds on his heart stick tightly together. one place.

That is no longer an injury, but a connected heart between the two.

The hand with the sword marks caressed the smooth spine, and Murongli couldn't help but straighten his back slightly. The fingertips were obviously only a little warm, but the place where they passed was burning all the way, until they touched the tailbone, and Murongli's entire face They were all buried in Zhiming's neck, and the hands clasped on the back of his waist couldn't help but clenched tightly. He vaguely knew what Zhiming was going to do, but he didn't quite understand what he was going to do. He wasn't afraid.

Feeling his nervousness, Zhi Ming stopped, whispered in his ear and asked, "A Li, are you afraid?"

Once upon a time, he also asked him like this, asking him if he was afraid?

What did he say then?No matter what was said, it made him sad.Murong Li raised his eyes slightly, staring blankly at the dim candle light shining through the red gauze outside the tent, everything was the same as the person beside him, making him feel warm.

So... "Don't be afraid."

Murong Li let go of his hand, climbed onto Zhi Ming's back, stroked it lightly, and counted the scars caused by him, his heart ached but full of warmth.

Zhi Ming smiled lightly, his fingertips finally reached the secret place that had never seen the light of day, with just a light touch, Murong Li raised his head in surprise, his heart trembled, the strange feeling made him tremble all over, "Zhi Ming... ..."

He subconsciously called his name.

Zhi Ming was taken aback for a moment, Fang smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I..." Murong Li wasn't afraid, he was just a little surprised, and it took him a long time to calm down his ups and downs and said, "I'm not afraid, you... you continue..."

It turned out that all those who cared about him were amused by him, Zhi Ming had no choice but to smile wryly, and hesitantly asked, "Hmm... does Ah Li have any balm?"

"Ointment?" Murong Li didn't understand very well, Zhi Ming never used spices, what kind of ointment would he need at this time.

Zhiming waited for a long time without seeing Murongli say a word, so he pulled his shoulders and looked at him, but seeing Murongli looking at him blankly, he suddenly realized a problem, "The palace people didn't teach you ..."

Seeing that Zhiming hesitated to speak, Murongli asked in confusion, "Teach me what?"

This... How do people answer this?

"No..." Murongli was still thinking in his mind.

No?

"But isn't Ah Li already the crown?"

Speaking of Jiguan, Zhiming vaguely remembered... Yaoguang destroyed the country in the early years, and the person in his arms was only a teenager at that time. According to their Yaoguang's hardworking, studious, and worrying about the country and the people, his Ah Li should have never thought about bed matters, when he got the crown... By the way, he was crowned in Tianquan, and he even gave him the crown ceremony, but... He didn't send the palace to teach him These, nonsense, how could he have sent palace servants to teach him these things at that time!

That's right, at that time the palace servant next to Murongli was Ah Hua...

Zhiming held his forehead, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.He obviously didn't know how exciting his expression was at the moment. Murong Li looked at him blankly. He was just distracted by the person in front of him and didn't think about it for a while, but he was not a fool. Seeing what Zhiming said, the ears immediately became hot.

Zhi Ming was not willing to embarrass him, he carefully hugged him into his arms, and whispered, "Ah, don't be afraid..." Zhi Ming whispered in his ear, "I will teach you."

For this matter, it is best for him to teach in person.

Murong Li blushed and nodded obediently.

Zhi Ming held the back of his neck, let him lie down gently, and then kissed those quivering eyes.