King Yan's Canary

Xiao Zhen frowned, Gululu drank some soup, raised his eyes and asked: "You are so nervous, do you like them?"

Although he asked calmly, Wen Ruyu felt an inexplicable oppressive chill.

The action of picking vegetables froze for an instant, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was about to fall.The snow skin set off the round honey eyes, and the jade neck was stretched out because of tension, like a frightened rabbit with its ears hanging down.

Xiao Zhen's pupils trembled subconsciously.

Putting down the soup bowl with his big hand, his sharp thin lips hooked into a smile, glowing with the luster of soup, and his voice was rare and gentle: "What kind of expression is this, is this king guessing it?"

Wen Ruyu hurriedly shook her head, then waved her hands: No, I don't like them, I like you.

Qianqianyu pointed to compare a heart from her chest, and drew it to the man across the table.

Such beautiful fingers, compared to such a bewitching heart.

Xiao Zhen clearly noticed that it was difficult to breathe.

I was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with canine teeth: "You say that, but you are afraid that the king will punish them?"

Wen Ruyu pursed her lips, curled her index finger tightly, and grabbed the hair hanging on her chest, twisting it unconsciously, but her eyes were fixed on Xiao Zhen.

With a little nervousness and panic, he waited until the hair on his fingertips was pulled into small twitches, and when he let go, he formed a small beautiful wave. Finally, as if he was discouraged, he sucked in his nose and nodded frankly.

Xiao Zhen's heart ached.

Like being cut by a knife: "So, you still like them?"

Wen Ruyu shook her head and gestured: They are girls from a good family, and Yu'er is not good enough for them.

"So it's a secret love?" Xiao Zhen was more gossip than a woman for the first time, and planned to get to the bottom of it.

Wen Ruyu didn't want to explain anymore, so she patted her stomach: Don't eat, I'm full.

Xiao Zhen grabbed his hand from the edge of the table, pulled him over, frowned and stared at him: "Answer the question!"

Because he moved too much, some bowls were smashed and there was a crisp impact sound, but no one cared about it.

Wen Ruyu pulled out his hand, trying to hide, but he didn't pull it out. He exerted so much force that his fingertips turned red, his eye sockets became hot, and water mist appeared again, and his lips opened and closed: Pain, let me go……

Xiao Zhen didn't know what he was talking about, this kind of silent communication made him irritated.

It's like a single lovesickness.

It was as if he had spoken to him when he was a child.

It's all wishful thinking.

unilateral.

He doesn't understand what he's trying to express, he doesn't understand what he's talking about.

"Yu'er, tell me, do you like women?" He Xuan Shao was able to suppress the impatience rising from his bones, but this time he suppressed it, "Tell me, I won't do anything to you In the same way, if you want children or something, this king can help you marry a wife."

What a beautiful remark, but Wen Ruyu's scalp tightened when she heard it, her head was like a rattle: no, no children.

Who would want their father to be dumb and be crushed by other men?

Xiao Zhen chuckled, counting you as being clever, otherwise this king would not let you go!

But deliberately asked: "Why don't you want it?"

Wen Ruyu definitely wouldn't tell the truth, bit her lips: I like men.

"Hahaha……"

Xiao Zhen was quite satisfied with this answer, and picked him up: "This king knows it, you just like this king playing with you, don't you?"

Wen Ruyu really regretted it, why did she make such a clumsy excuse?

Before returning to the bedroom, Xiao Zhen couldn't bear it anymore, and carried him to a gazebo by the lake, taking advantage of the dim lights in the garden, he was forced to take him.

The stone table was very cold, Wen Ruyu stripped off his robe, pressed on it with brute force, the night wind blew from the center of the lake, blowing the bare and white skin, leaving patches of dense and cute little particles.

He wanted to shout, to beg him not to be here.

But he couldn't shout out, he could only twist his waist and make a silent protest.

Xiao Zhen couldn't love him, he was a little anxious, grabbed his long hair with one hand, forced him to look back, and pressed his waist and hips with one hand, his voice was very deep and slightly hoarse: "Don't move around!"

Wen Ruyu was stunned when he heard it, and after a while, others pressed down, with his arms resting on both sides of Wen Ruyu's shoulders, his chin was already close to grabbing his earlobe, and his breathing gradually became short of breath, "Yu'er, you are such a treasure..."

Yu'er is not a baby, and a baby will not be tossed like this.

Wen Ruyu thought desperately.

……

The next day the sun was shining brightly, and there were foamy white clouds floating in the sky, and birds were blowing by, bringing spring breeze and joyous singing.

Wen Ruyu was woken up by the pain. After several days of tossing, his whole body seemed to be hollowed out. The weakness and pain made him feel like he was in a dream, and he was in a daze.

How he got back to Xiao Zhen's bedroom last night, he couldn't remember clearly, he only remembered that when he came back, Xiao Zhen woke him up again.

He had an intuition that sooner or later he would die in Xiao Zhen's hands, not by him beating him to death, but by him killing him alive.

Trying hard to twist his sore waist and turn over, he didn't see Xiao Zhen or Feng Qing, and he looked for the chrysanthemum spirit in the wooden box on the bedside table with his fingertips, but accidentally knocked over the whole wooden box.

Some of Xiao Zhen's hairpin accessories, jade wrench and other gadgets fell all over the place. Xiao Zhen didn't like to clean up, so he specially packed the things he usually used into this wooden box to make it easier to find.

Wen Ruyu saw the chrysanthemum spirit on the ground, and two bottles of golden sore medicine. Just as he picked up the chrysanthemum spirit, the purple gold whistle that the third master gave him before was revealed!

The man in the purple robe, with gentle eyes like water, and sweet words and swear words, instantly appeared in his mind.

He said that as long as he blows this whistle, he will take him away even if he travels across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Wen Ruyu choked for breath, picked up the whistle with trembling fingertips, held it up in the air and watched it carefully.

The whole whistle was very finely crafted, with a vivid unicorn totem engraved on it, and a thin purple gold chain hung on the whistle head. The purple golden light was very eye-catching, and he was a little fascinated by it.

"what happened?"

Xiao Zhen's cold voice suddenly came from the door.

Wen Ruyu was shocked, hurriedly hid the whistle under the quilt, turned to look at him, and gestured with one hand: nothing.

Xiao Zhen changed into a new black bandage, his clothes were tidy, and his broad shoulders were covered with a black embroidered python hooded cloak, which set off his tall and straight figure even more imposingly.

The big black brim hangs down on his straight back, very neat. I don't know if he just put it on or just came back.

Her phoenix eyes raised slightly, she glanced at the overturned wooden box, ignored it, and went straight to the bedside.

Like a polite gentleman who sent out an invitation, his tall body leaned slightly, with one big hand behind his waist, one hand resting on the pillow Wen Ruyu was leaning against, and he leaned over to look at him: "What are you hiding?"

Wen Ruyu obviously felt the strength of the pillow beside her cheek, she subconsciously squeezed the whistle in her palm, her heart was beating wildly, like a deer hitting her, her eyes were full of panic, she shook her head hastily: Nothing...

"Hey, take it out and let me have a look."

There was a beautiful smile on the man's lips, but his voice was cold.

If you take it out, you will definitely lose your nerve again.

How dare Wen Ruyu take it out?Pulling it tighter, Yubo shrank subconsciously into the quilt.

Xiao Zhen also wanted to take him to see Yu's parade in the street to show off his head, so impatient, he grabbed his neck and twisted the naked man out of the quilt, fixed his eyes on the jade hands tightly clenched into fists, "Baby Son, do you want to hand it over yourself, or should I help you?"

Wen Ruyu trembled all over.

His neck was strangled by him, his legs were unbelievably soft, and he couldn't stand at all, relying on the strength of his palms to lift him up, like an elongated noodle, hanging in his tiger's mouth.

It's not that I really want to let go, it's just that I really don't have the strength to pinch anymore, because he is about to be strangled to death by him.

As soon as the slender hand was loosened, the purple gold whistle slid out and fell on the embroidered python silk brocade quilt, forming a stark contrast, the purple light dazzled the eyes.

Xiao Zhen's eyes hurt from being shaken.

The evil spirit and hostility surged in the bottom of my heart, trying to break through the limbs and bones, and explode.

Calm down Calm down!

He kept reminding himself, and gently lifted Wen Ruyu to the pillow again.

Because of long-term martial arts practice, rough calluses grew on the palms of his palms, pressing on his soft and fragile neck, there was a circle of slightly drunken red marks in an instant.

Wen Ruyu recovered from suffocation, her neck was too painful, with a tingling sensation, like rough sand being rubbed against each other, it was uncomfortable, especially uncomfortable.

He was so wronged that he cried.

Tears rolled down, big ones slid over the corners of the eyes, and got into the roots of the hair on the ear temples.

"This king hasn't done anything to you yet, why are you crying?"

Xiao Zhen's mouth left his tender neck, moved to his chin, pinched it hard, and then slapped that pale and delicate face, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled up: "You like this whistle so much?"

Wen Ruyu cried and shook her head.

I dare not like it.

"You don't like it and you pinch it so tightly?"

The index finger was hooked on the purple gold chain, and the whistle was raised high. The whistle brushed Wen Ruyu's red and swollen lips intentionally or unintentionally, "Do you want to blow it?"

Wen Ruyu turned her head and pursed her lips.

"Don't want to?"

Xiao Zhen chuckled lightly, pinched his jaw and turned his face, "I'll give you a chance, do you want to try?"

Wen Ruyu couldn't take it anymore!

He really couldn't stand this devil anymore, he opened his mouth and grabbed the whistle!

Just as he was about to blow it all at once, he was pulled out by Xiao Zhen!

He was high above the ground, and his smile was scarier than that of a devil, "Did this king ask you to blow with this mouth?"

One hand went to Wen Ruyu's limp thigh, "Use the following one!"

Do not!

Wen Ruyu broke down and cried.

Struggling to turn over and get up, hugging his strong arm, kissing, kissing and pecking at the back of the veined hand, crying and gesturing to him: Please, please don't do this...

Because he was too frightened, he kept trembling again, couldn't express clearly, and hurriedly went to find Chrysanthemum Ling, his vision was covered with tears, it was too blurry.

He searched for a long time, but luckily found it.

Like a cat that has been plucked, showing him its tail: I was just looking for this, I accidentally knocked over that...

The wooden box can't express, it can only point with fingers.

[I knocked over, I don't know what to do, I...

I just saw this whistle and picked it up by the way, I... didn't think about other thoughts, really didn't...]

Naked, he made random gestures in front of Xiao Zhen, just wanting to explain clearly so as not to incur crimes.

Comparing and crying again.

Because he realized that he looked very much like a lunatic.