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Wei Liao had woken up with Fu Xiru countless times, but there was never such a chaotic and thrilling time.

It was still early, and it was the guards he brought who tirelessly called out outside.Wei Liao slept well, didn't have any dreams, was lazy and comfortable, opened his eyes slowly, and only remembered where he was and what to do after a while.

Fu Xiru woke up, he was hangover, he was still not sober than Wei Liao, when he heard the knocking on the door, the guards were in a hurry, but they didn't dare to come in, and saw the mess on Wei Liao's body, so he woke up god.

They were all too tired last night, wrapped in quilts and hugged each other to sleep, only to realize how absurd this was in the morning.Fu Xiru has a well-known reason, but it makes sense. It's nothing more than sleeping with flowers and sleeping in willows. His reputation is not a hindrance, but Wei Liao's is not. He is now wearing half-makeup, sleepy eyes, and his arms around Fu Xiru's body. There are little red marks on her body, not to mention that she is still wearing a thin and warm red gauze dress, so she doesn't look like she can see anyone.

He didn't have any clothes to change, and he didn't even take a bath. The guards outside urged him tightly, fearing that he would return to the palace too late and be discovered by others.It's true that no one dares to take care of Wei Liao's private affairs these days, but it's shameful after all. The emperor Bailong Yufu is too risky, and there are so many people who are responsible for it.

Wei Liao turned over with difficulty, turned his back to Fu Xiru and buried his face in the pillow.He was still resting on Fu Xiru's arm, and the other was lying across his waist. He was full of fatigue and boredom with mundane affairs, so he couldn't get up.

Fu Xiru heaved a long sigh, suffering from a headache due to hangover, so he had no choice but to put on a piece of clothing casually amidst the knocking on the door, and went down to open the door: "Find someone with a tight mouth to serve His Majesty, and send a message to the palace. Don't let the wind leak, there is no rush to return to the palace at this moment."

When the guard saw him, he widened his eyes as much as possible, but after all, he was serving in front of the imperial court. He was very well-educated, and he didn't exclaim in surprise. Even after a while, he revealed the expression of "it's true, it's not unexpected" look.

Fu Xiru was powerless to guess, closed the door and turned around.

What Wei Liao came to do yesterday, the people around him naturally had their own opinions, but they didn't expect them to be so upright and stuck together, it was inevitable to be surprised for a while, but thinking about the rumors in the palace since Fu Xiru regained favor, even at that time Little Concubine Pan, who is in full swing, also missed the opportunity to face the saint, so it is not surprising.

What is there, is there anything more powerful than this?

Naturally, there are many people who are dissatisfied with this, but these guards cannot be counted as one of them. They have also been tested by Wei Liao for a long time. To a certain extent, it is commonplace. Even if it is not shocking.

As soon as this Fu Xiru turned around, he saw Wei Liao rolled up the quilt and covered his head, shrunk into a ball, resisting getting up with all his strength.He sighed lightly, not surprised that he was the one who was hungover last night, but Wei Liao was the one who couldn't get up. He just looked around, found a basin of clear water, took out a handkerchief, and wet the wringer. Do it, take it here and prepare to wipe him.

Reaching into Wei Liao's quilt was easy, and the quilt was pulled off his head without much resistance, revealing a face with half-makeup. Many beautiful fantasies arose from this, and then he reached out his hand to touch Tan Wei Liao's neck: "It's a bit cold, bear with it."

Wei Liao shrank his neck and opened his eyes: "It's cold!"

Although he tried his best to resist, he also realized that there were not many places on his body where people could see people, so he could only hide half-heartedly, and then opened his legs to let him wipe.In fact, he is very open-minded and able to admit his mistakes. The current embarrassment and discomfort are mostly his own fault. Although Fu Xiru made him very uncomfortable, he can't blame him, so he just gritted his teeth and endured it. Gradually sobering up, I also remembered what Fu Xiru said just now, "endure".

He was very keen, and realized that this tone and statement were not common to Fu Xiru.Maybe it's because of the difference in status, maybe it's because Fu Xiru is so much older than him after all, Fu Xiru actually seldom insults him, let alone say anything to him in a commanding tone.The beds are slightly different, but that too is measured and just makes him fuck.

This time there is a subtle difference, and he still can't tell the reason for the difference. Wei Liao chewed these two words silently, and he didn't feel how embarrassing it was for the woman to continue to face him the next morning.

He will always have an indelible interest in Fu Xiru, and wants to study him thoroughly from skin to bone, and taste everything.

Fu Xiru grabbed one of his feet and rubbed it from the inside of his thigh to his ankle. Looking up at his expression, he could tell that this man's nature is to eat but not to fight, and even if he wants to teach him a lesson, there is still a long way to go. Thinking of last night With everything that happened, it was hard to avoid feeling that now was not the right time to teach him a lesson, so he let him be distracted.

When the maid brought by the guards came in, Fu Xiru just hurriedly wiped Wei Liao's body. Although it was still a mess, he was still able to see people.The clothes Wei Liao wore last night were also put away, so he is not too embarrassed right now.

Putting on his clothes and removing the remaining make-up, Wei Liao tried his best not to look at his full face in the mirror and his unconcealable fatigue after being ravaged overnight, pretending that nothing happened, and using his peripheral vision to watch himself getting dressed Fu Xiru, who was washing up, gasped in admiration in his heart for his neat and straightforward words.

This habit was not developed since childhood. The rich and well-clothed son Lang Jun is actually not very good at taking care of himself. It seems that Youzhou changed him.Wei Liao vaguely felt that it was a pity that he could not witness such a thing, and felt that he might have missed more.

He has always seldom regretted it, but when it came to relegating Fu Xiru back then, he always felt that he was still too young at that time, and there were clearly more ways to torture people invisible, so why let himself be upset and suffer even if he couldn't see it?

His bum still hurts from a heartfelt beating last night, making this fleeting regret seem so genuine.

The maid was obviously not as calm as he was, but fortunately she didn't know the identities of the two distinguished guests who were playing around, and she was just afraid that she would offend this rich or expensive guest, or anger Wei Liao with her clumsy hands That's all, even his eyes turned from time to time on the faces of these two people, with a little guesswork.

The morning light fell in front of the dressing table, Wei Liao was not interested in the gorgeous inner room of the Selling Gold Cave, he squinted at the clear morning light, and sat for a while before washing up.

Fu Xiru left first. On the one hand, it was to avoid suspicion. On the other hand, Fu Xixing was at home alone. Although he didn't say whether he would go back that night, it was because of this that Fu Xixing waited for him. Fu Xiru originally planned to take Fu Xixing with him for a rest today. Walking around to relax and let him temporarily forget to worry about his brother.

He said that he couldn't control anything, so he didn't ask or say anything, but it was absolutely impossible not to worry. As the eldest brother, since he knew what his younger brother was thinking, he couldn't be indifferent.The two grew up together, and their friendship is naturally deeper than that of ordinary brothers, which Wei Liao fully understands.

He is also the youngest son, but everything in the palace is always more complicated. Not only does he not have any deep friendship with his elder brother, but he is brotherly and respectful, and even confronts each other with swords and swords in the end, one robbing the other of everything.

The deposed prince is not really an elder brother, they haven't even met each other very much.The abolished prince is the only heir of the queen before Wei Liao's mother, so he has a special status. In addition, the late emperor had few sons who could live to adulthood, so he had no choice but to sit securely as the crown prince, so he naturally didn't want to. Wei Liao, who likes to be healthy and favored, and whose reputation was pretty good back then, is pretty good at being able to maintain his superficial peace and politeness.

Later, the abolished prince was really abolished, and he also lost a single brother. Judging from the experience of his years with the first emperor, the brothers are nothing more than more domineering strangers. Fu Xiru killed King Yiyang for him. To be angry with him was actually to confuse him.He is very keen, and can feel that those angers are not only because of his reckless disregard of human lives, but also because of this meager blood relationship.

But what's the point?

If the situation is necessary, Wei Liao does not reject sacrificing himself, so why would he grudge the life of a mere brother Cong who has never met before?

Fu Xiru is much more human than him.

Humans are born unable to choose their parents and relatives, the only ones they can choose are friends and lovers, but even so, they are inevitably shackled by various realities, and even these two cannot be satisfied, and even servants cannot handle them as they like.

Born with infinite shackles.

It is because of seeing these things so clearly that Wei Liao can't let go, accepting that maybe one day he and Fu Xiru will be nothing more than this and separate.This is the only thing he can choose in his life. Even if he was found by the late emperor to be abnormal, he didn't know how to repent, and he didn't hesitate to do more for it. What's more, now that he has everything he needs, it is impossible for him to let go. .

He knew Fu Xiru's intention of trying to sever the connection between the two, but he just didn't allow him to get his wish.

When the two phases break, the burden is naturally lighter when they are really fighting, but only the heavy burden and the heart-piercing pain that comes with it is the real life. He is not afraid at all, and he is even willing to face the blade and sit on the golden throne Throne, quietly waiting for the last moment.

He knows what Fu Xiru really desires, but this person has always been forbearing, so he looks indifferent, as if he doesn't desire to live and die with him at all, and fall into hell together.Fortunately, he will not be deceived by this illusion, forced to seduce, no matter what, he has to tear off the mask and see the real face.

For abandoning himself, he should ask for some interest. Fu Xi felt as if his soul was dying, so he felt that this was enough.

How can things in the world go as planned?Most of the time it makes people feel hesitant, disappointed, at a loss, not knowing where to go, only a person with an extremely firm mind can find a ray of obsession, be guided by it, and escape from birth.

Going to die generously, killing your neck, doesn't sound like martyrdom, but it is.

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Wei Liao has always been crazy. I entrust everyone to make up the hidden content of this paragraph. It is too tiring to write it out.

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