The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

The sun shines into the room through the carved wooden window, Chang Sheng opened his eyes and got up numbly.Opening the closet, he picked it up and picked out a pair of sky blue double-breasted wide-sleeved gown, planning to wear it to Murong Zhaohui's wedding.There were several sets of white clothes in the closet, and Chang Sheng's hand stopped there, suddenly thinking of Chi Lu.I don't know where Chi Lu is now?According to his personality, he should be traveling around.If possible, he would like to resign immediately and go back to Chudi to play.Murong Zhaohui doesn't need him anymore, should he...should he leave?Changsheng sat down slumped and pulled his hair, feeling a headache.

Murong Zhaohui's wedding was the most lively scene that Changsheng had ever seen in his life. The guests included not only the ministers of the Yan Kingdom, but also the envoys of the Qiang Kingdom. Everyone was happy and harmonious.Chang Sheng held the wine glass and looked straight at Murong Zhaohui in the distance.He was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, waiting for his bride.Changsheng lowered his head to drink, then raised his head to look at the bright moon in the sky, only felt that his eyes were a little sore, and his heart was also sour.Meng Sikong left his seat to greet the rest of his colleagues, Chang Sheng sat alone in his seat, looking a bit lonely.But after a while, many young colleagues greeted him one after another, and Chang Sheng had to cheer up and put on a smiling face.

Murong Zhaohui saw Chang Sheng from a distance, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.He hadn't seen Changsheng for several days, as if it had been more than a month.Maybe it was because he was going to attend his big wedding, today's Changsheng tied his hair meticulously, and under the bright sword eyebrows, a pair of eyes as bright as the stars, his smile is really beautiful.Today he was wearing light-colored clothes, and he looked as tall and straight as a jade tree from a distance.Murong Zhaohui had a longing, longing to call him to his side and stop him from joking with others.

Murong Zhaohui and Princess Jin Na bowed to heaven and earth during the ceremonial officer's recitation, drinking Changsheng's wine one after another.Meng Sikong drank too much today, and fell asleep on the table before the banquet was over.Changsheng had no choice but to let someone send him back first. He drank himself as if venting, and got drunk in a short while.

"Meng Shilang, I offer you a toast."

A person came not far away, Changsheng took the wine glass handed over in a daze, and looked up, it turned out to be the green-eyed guard from that day.I thought he had gone back to the Qiang Kingdom with the previous group of people, but I didn't expect him to stay.His light green eyes shone like emeralds, he smiled slightly, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.Changsheng also drank the wine he handed over, only to feel that he was too drunk and had to go home quickly.

"Sorry, I have to go back today, later... later..." Changsheng stood up staggeringly, tripped over the chair, and almost fell.The man quickly supported Chang Sheng so that he would not fall.

"Thank...thank you..." Changsheng thanked vaguely.

"Meng Shilang, you are drunk, very drunk, why don't I take you home."

"Oh... also good..."

The man supported Chang Sheng and did not walk a few steps, when a young eunuch came towards him, saluted the two of them and said: "Concubine Lian has a token for Meng Shilang to bring to her family, and please ask Meng Shilang to go with the servant."

The green-eyed guard frowned for a strange reason.Chang Sheng also felt strange, Lian Yi had never been close to him, why would he ask him to bring a token?And it is at this time.

"Isn't it appropriate for the Inner Palace Empress to meet Xuan officials?" the green-eyed guard asked back.The little eunuch didn't change his face, and said: "Your Majesty has already asked Your Majesty to play in advance."

Changsheng didn't have time to think about it, thanked the green-eyed guard again, and went with the little eunuch.With the support of the little eunuch, Chang Sheng walked slowly towards the inner hall, only to feel the strength of the alcohol coming up, and his whole body became hot.

"Concubine Lian... Where is it?" Chang Sheng asked in a daze.

The little eunuch didn't make a sound, only led him to Qingxin Hall and then retreated.Chang Sheng stared at the words "Qingxin Dian" again and again, feeling strange.Pushing open the door, the room was covered with bright red curtains, Murong Zhaohui stood in the middle of the room, had loosened the hair that was tied just now, and was still wearing the bright red wedding dress.The memory overlapped with that mid-autumn night ten years ago, and Changsheng saw Murong Zhaohui crying alone by the red lotus pond in a daze.At that time, he was weak and deceitful, but now he... no longer needs him.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, why are you here? Shouldn't you be..." Shouldn't he be with Princess Jinna?

"Changsheng, come here, I have something to say to you." Changsheng walked over in a daze, and suddenly fell limp on Murong Zhaohui's body.Murong Zhaohui didn't blame him, he helped him to the bedside, and patted his face. "Really, if you can't drink, don't try to drink so much. Get drunk like this, go back tomorrow."

Murong Zhaohui wiped Chang Sheng's face with a soaked silk handkerchief, and Chang Sheng rubbed the quilt restlessly slightly, as if a little uneasy.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?"

Changsheng turned over in a daze, and muttered in his mouth: "...hot...very hot..."

Murong Zhaohui extinguished the few lamps in the bedroom, leaving only one orange lantern dimly lit.Open the window, the moonlight outside the window is bright, and there is a breeze at night, which makes people feel much cooler.

Looking at Chang Sheng's blushing face, Murong Zhaohui wanted to ask a lot, but couldn't bear to speak, after all, he was already drunk.But...if he waits for him to wake up again, such a question will embarrass him.

Murong Zhaohui approached slowly, took off Changsheng's coat, and patted his face lightly: "Changsheng, let me ask you, what happened to that male prostitute in Muchulou?"

"Male prostitute?" Chang Sheng opened his eyes in confusion, staring at the red curtain above his head, "Muchu Tower... male prostitute? Do you mean Xiao Taozi? Xiao Taozi is not a male prostitute..."

Murong Zhaohui was so angry that he called that male prostitute so intimately!

"What is it if it's not a male prostitute?! Changsheng, please tell me clearly! If you really go to Muchu Tower to buy sex, I will deal with it according to the law and will not give you lightly."

Changsheng's whole body was hot, and all the blood seemed to have gathered in a certain part of his lower body, making him extremely uncomfortable.Opening his eyes, Murong Zhaohui was sitting beside him, his silky black hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his pair of phoenix eyes were full of affection, it seemed that he was dreaming again.

In the past year, he often dreamed of Murong Zhaohui, and even dreamed of making love with him, but every time he woke up, his surroundings were empty, but he still liked such dreams.In the dream, he could kiss his lips unscrupulously and stroke his silky long hair.In the dream, Murong Zhaohui belonged to him alone.

He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked his loose hair, which was soft and slippery, and felt as real to the touch.

Murong Zhaohui was getting angry, he didn't know what was wrong with him, it was becoming more and more difficult to control his reason.Chang Sheng suddenly looked at him like this, which made his heart skip a beat.

"Changsheng, what's wrong with you?"

Chang Sheng slowly propped himself up, approached Murong Zhaohui, and kissed his lips lightly.Murong Zhaohui was stunned and forgot to react for a moment.Chang Sheng kissed that person tenderly, only feeling that this dream was more real than any previous one.The deeper he kissed, the hotter his body became, and he just wanted to find an outlet to vent.Murong Zhaohui kissed Ren Changsheng in the silence, when he thought about resisting, he was already suppressed and unable to move.Changsheng slowly descended along his neck, persistently leaving marks on his neck.

"Changsheng! Are you crazy? Let me go!" Murong Zhaohui realized that something was wrong with Changsheng and struggled hard.With the sound of tearing silk, Dahong's wedding dress was torn apart, revealing a large piece of her chest.Chang Sheng lowered his head and kissed it, Murong Zhaohui struggled to escape, but found that Chang Sheng's strength was surprisingly strong.

"Changsheng, let me go..."

Chang Sheng's hand reached into Murong Zhaohui's clothes, stroking his supple waist.Murong Zhaohui was in a trance for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he was no longer naked under the moonlight.Chang Sheng Fu kissed his lips again, blocking the words he was about to say.Fingers slowly ran down the smooth waistline, holding his fragile organs.

"Hmm..." Murong Zhaohui raised his head, trembling unceasingly following Chang Sheng's movements, all the blood in his body poured into his lower body, making him dizzy.The breeze blew, and the trees outside the window were shaking and rustling.Trembling slightly, Murong Zhaohui wanted to push away the person on his body, but he couldn't resist the pleasure flooding in like a tide.The moonlight quietly sprinkled on the ground through the window, spreading a thin layer like snow.He opened his eyes, Changsheng's eyes seemed to be dyed the color of moonlight, and the few strands of fine hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat.It was the first time that he was so close to Changsheng, so close that he could clearly see every trembling eyelash.He let out a low cry, vented in Changsheng's palm, panting endlessly.However, before he could recover, a hard object had already entered his back court.Murong Zhaohui cried out in pain, and pushed the person on him hard, but Chang Sheng didn't stop, and penetrated every inch of his body.

The blood flowed down the thin white thigh, and dripped on the bright yellow satin surface, staining a large area of ​​shocking red.Murong Zhaohui was trembling with pain, staring at the red curtain in a daze, unable to speak.His immortality turned into a demon under the moonlit night, doing shameful things to him.His mind was confused, he didn't understand what happened, why did Changsheng treat him like this all of a sudden?Could it be that he was just having sex after drinking, treating him like some kind of little Taozi to vent?Murong Zhaohui looked at the bright moon outside the window, couldn't bear the pain and fatigue, and gradually lost consciousness.

Chang Sheng put his arms around Murong Zhaohui, making the two of them closely bonded.The place that tightly wrapped him was more real than any previous dream.He kissed his pale face, under the moonlight, he was as beautiful as a ghost.He conquered the city inch by inch until he left his mark on all the places, his mark...

The author has something to say: Someone struggled for several days before writing it

This level of flesh and blood should not be harmonized, right? o(>﹏<)o