King Yan's Canary

Finally unable to hold on this time, I turned my head and planted a weak and pale kiss on Wen Ruyu's soft lips, "Yu'er, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. The crimes committed by this king are too deep. Without blessings, being able to die in your arms is considered a life without regrets."

Wen Ruyu didn't like him who was so depressed.

The slender jade white fingertips penetrated into his fingers, interlocked with his five fingers, tightly grasped the wide palm, and said softly: "Don't think about it, I am your blessing, you will definitely get better .”

Because it was too hot, his breath was hot and scalding, and it intertwined with his slightly cool breath, making Xiao Zhen's heart itch.

Even with this illness, he still couldn't help wanting him.

He thought so, so he did.

"Really? Yuer..."

With a call that seemed to be moved and comfortable, he clasped his five fingers with a little force, pulled him into his arms, and opened his mouth to cover his lips.

Wen Ruyu was locked tightly by him, he subconsciously moved, but he couldn't move.

I had no choice but to let him kiss, a pair of clear golden pupils raised slightly, with a bit of unconcealable anger and pity at the same time.

He was very dissatisfied, and didn't understand why this guy got his brains full of sperm again.

Protested with a whining sound: "Why did you kiss me again..."

"Still have the strength to complain?"

Xiao Zhen rolled his pale and thin lips, and kissed even harder!

Almost biting and hissing, he swallowed the small tongue that had grown into his mouth, hungrily kissing and devouring.

Even though this tongue didn't belong to him, it had completely become a part of his body now. Wen Ruyu was in great pain from his almost violent tearing, and couldn't help struggling.

As if anticipating his actions, Xiao Zhen tied his five fingers with one hand, and climbed up the back of his neck with the other hand, restraining him in all directions.

What a psycho, almost dead, and still have the strength to do that kind of thing.

Wen Ruyu couldn't break free, and was made soft and numb by his kiss, her fingernails dug deep into his skin, and her unbearable desire was gradually stirred up, as if she was falling into a vortex that could drown people, and she was about to sink.

Xiao Zhen noticed the subtle changes in his body, smiled as if he had succeeded, stopped kissing, and pinched his congested/blood flushed cheeks, "Honey, do you want it?"

Wen Ruyu couldn't stop.

But he beat his chest hard with his fist: "No, let me go...you will die if you do it again...uh..."

Xiao Zhen blocked his mouth again, and began to untie his sweaty shirt with big hands, kissing until Wen Ruyu couldn't breathe, he smiled charmingly: "You said no, but your body is very honest?"

He held up the sweaty shirt in front of his eyes, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, inhaling his remaining body fragrance: "Baby, look at you, you are all wet."

"I'm so hot, okay..."

Wen Ruyu's breathing was unreasonable, and the heat caused him to sweat profusely, but Xiao Zhen was like a piece of warm ice, which made him want to cling to him and let him enter his body.

Xiao Zhen seemed to have seen his thoughts, and pressed him down on the cramped carriage seat, his voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of irresistible evil charm: "Baby, let me help you cool down... ..."

Wen Ruyu felt that sooner or later, Xiao Zhen would die on her body...

After several days of continuous traveling, he continued to tease him in different ways, and when he arrived in Chang'an City, he only had a gasp that was about to die.

Xidu tried to dissuade him several times, but he didn't listen at all, and Wen Ruyu had nothing to do with him.

And in that kind of thing, he completely takes the lead. Once Wen Ruyu sticks to his kiss, he becomes as weak as a chicken in an instant. If he wants to move, he can't make it at all.

In Xiao Zhen's words: This king is about to die, so you just let me do enough!

But he never died.

Back at Prince Yan's Mansion, the entire group was exhausted, they recuperated and had a good night's sleep.

When Zhan Feng saw Xiao Zhen who was dying and his hair was graying, he was shocked, his brows were slightly frowned, and he moved his lips as if he was hesitant to speak.

Xiao Zhen didn't have the energy to ask him about government affairs, and he only wanted to waste his remaining energy on Wen Ruyu. After greeting him briefly, he asked Wen Ruyu to help him to the Tangchi.

"Slow down, don't worry." Wen Ruyu's soft and sweet voice drifted into Chengfeng's ears, like a gurgling stream, instantly soaked into his heart.

Can he talk? ? ?

Zhan Feng was startled, and looked at the backs of the two people supporting each other, a little unbelievable.

He didn't see hatred in Wen Ruyu, but a faint love, the kind of love that grows in love after a long time.

The people who looked like a match made in heaven on the outside, maybe because of this trip, they became very harmonious again, as if their body and mind were integrated into one.

What about those hates?

The pain of tongue cutting is so cruel, has he forgotten?

It's just that he didn't know that this pain ended on one person and continued on another.

……

The scorching heat here is unbearable, and Shuimo Town is still as cold as winter.

Kuiluo City got lost in the snow-capped virgin forest.

He originally thought that walking along the riverside, with his lightness kung fu, he would be able to rush back to Shui Mo Town within three hours.

Unexpectedly, he encountered an avalanche, forcing him to take a detour. As he made this detour, the sky gradually darkened. In desperation, he could only find a cave to improvise for the night.

As a result, it snowed at night and buried the marks he made last night. When the snow fell, the surrounding environment changed drastically, so that he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north, and finally walked farther and farther, and lost his way without knowing it.

Just when he was tired, sleepy and hungry, a wisp of green smoke appeared under a winding cedar tree in front of him.

And with the aroma of food, gradually break into the lonely world of Kailuo City.

With a happy face, he quickened his pace and walked towards the tree where the smoke was curling up.

There is a simple wooden shed behind the cedar, and a young man in a white cloak is sitting outside the shed. He is setting up a bonfire and cooking something leisurely.

It smells delicious, like animal meat.

Wei Luocheng's stomach couldn't help grunting in protest, but he only felt that this figure was familiar. Could it be the long-lost innkeeper?

This person is none other than the long-lost scholar in white!

But he didn't know the undisguised Kai Luocheng, he only saw him get off Xiao Zhen's boat, and judging by his temperament and skill, he was either rich or expensive.

He didn't know Xiao Zhen's real name, nor his identity, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

This seemingly rich or noble person must be his enemy, or if he offended him, he absolutely hates Xiao Zhen in his heart.

Otherwise, we would not disembark in such a place.

Therefore, he followed him for a few days, just to give him a helping hand when he was suffering from hunger and cold, so that he could get close and know who Xiao Zhen really is.

But Kui Luocheng knew him!

And knowing that he is not human, my heart inexplicably raised my vigilance.

But he still pretended to be a normal person and didn't know him, staring at what was cooking in his pot: "Young master, what are you cooking?"

The white-clothed scholar didn't speak, took a stick of firewood and wrote on the ground: "Muzi meat."

Wei Luocheng was startled, why can't he speak anymore?

Could it be Xiaoyu's tongue? ? ?

After being stunned for a long time, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "You...you can't talk?"

The white-clothed scholar blanked his eyes, nodded with a bit of sadness, and continued to write on the snow: I was framed by a traitor, and my tongue was cut off!

It seems that Wen Ruyu can talk, it is true that he cut his tongue.

That's right, he was transformed by a canary, and a mortal's tongue couldn't match him at all. On the contrary, it was this monster-like scholar in white who could match him.

The bottom of his heart is clear at a glance, but on the surface he pretends to be shocked: "What? Cut your tongue? How is it possible? Are there such cruel people in the world?"

The white-clothed scholar thought of Xiao Zhen's flirting with him, and then used strange magic to make him unconscious, cut off his tongue cruelly, and threw him under a desolate and icy cliff...

The method of using love to hurt a person is undoubtedly the most terrifying sharp edge in the world.

The white-clothed scholar not only lost his tongue, but also his heart.

His heart died, frozen in the ice and snow.

The reason why he is still alive is completely driven by hatred.

He wanted to get back his own tongue, and he wanted to kill the man who lied to him!

First, he had to gain the trust of the man in front of him.

He raised his sleeve to cover his face, two lines of tears fell silently, and wrote on the snow pitifully: Yes, I can't believe that there are such cruel people in the world.Not only did he cut off my tongue, he also threw me into this deep forest!

After writing a long row, he smoothed the snow again, and then wrote: Maybe God has mercy on me, so that I survived the catastrophe.I don't know if Mr. knows the way to lead me out of here?

Kui Luocheng knows the way of a fart.

Besides, if you take him out, isn't he going to seek revenge on Xiao Zhen?

It's nothing to seek revenge from Xiao Zhen, what if he wants to cut off Wen Ruyu's tongue?

Isn't Yu'er unable to speak again?

Not to mention Xiao Zhen, even if it were my king, as long as he could talk, he would definitely do the same thing.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the white-clothed scholar, Kai Luocheng deliberately said: "To be honest, I also strayed into this primeval forest and got here after getting lost."

The white-clothed scholar is a fox himself, and he is as familiar with this primeval forest as his own, so of course he knows the way.

But in order to gain the trust of Kui Luo City, he went to great lengths to play this game.

Hearing what he said, I didn't doubt it, after all, he followed him all the way here.

So I wrote: No problem, let's find the way out together.

It's not easy for Kui Luocheng to refuse, so he can only agree.

The two of them walked in this snow forest for three days, and finally walked out.

But the place to go out is not Shuimo Town, but another Hanjiang Village.

Kui Luocheng wanted to excuse him to say goodbye.

But the white-clothed scholar pretended to be pitiful again: I am alone and helpless, and now I can't speak again.In the past few days, Mr. Chen Meng has taken good care of me, and I am very grateful.If my husband abandons me, I really don't know what to do...

Weiluo City really couldn't find any reason to drive him away.

After all, the way out almost depends on him.

Otherwise, he might still be walking around in the snowy forest.

It's better to go back to Chang'an first, wait for a suitable opportunity, and then quietly avoid him!

Thinking of this, I first asked the scholar in white: "Where is your home, how about I take you home?"

Unexpectedly, the white-clothed scholar cried miserably again, and wrote on the paper with tears in his eyes: All my family members died in the epidemic, and I am the only one left... Sir, please don't leave me behind, okay?