Ji Yue turned around, her phoenix eyes darkened with a dangerous look, but her voice was as gentle as water: "Oh? How do you want to kill Gu?"
Wei Lian didn't speak, he fell into a deep sleep, breathing long.
Ji Yue's patience was exhausted, his expression gradually became cold, and he got stuck on the young man's slender neck.
The strength tightened, and there was a tendency to directly strangle people to death.
He never kept anyone with scheming around him. Since it has been determined that Wei Lian approached him with murderous intentions, no matter how interesting this thing is, it cannot be kept.
The sleeping young man's face quickly turned red, his face showed pain, and he struggled: "Let me go, let me go—"
Ji Yue's eyes trembled fiercely, and he let go of his hands subconsciously, and his face became even more sullen when he reacted.
... He can't even start.
"Ji Yue!" Wei raised his brows and then stretched out, curled up and muttered, "Why do you always bully me... You can't even dream of making people feel safe."
Ji Yue said coldly: "You want to kill Gu, and you still expect Gu to treat you well?"
After Ji Yue finished speaking, he felt ridiculous too.
… what is he saying here to a drunk who is unconscious
Ji Yue didn't admit that when he heard the young man's words to kill him, his heart twitched hard.
Needle-like pain.
Why does it hurt
He should have known. From childhood to adulthood, all those who were close to him and who were good to him all had intentions and calculations, and they all wanted his life.
As far as he is concerned, there is not even a dog like Ah Meng to be trusted.
Since I have become accustomed to those approaching with purpose, since I have long accepted the reality indifferently, and since I have learned to distance myself from everyone, why do I still feel pain
There are so many people who want to kill him, Wei Lian is not the first, nor will he be the last.
But it was the only one named Ji Yue who was reluctant to start.
That is the person who can say to him, "What are you afraid of?", that is the person who can play and play with him at ease, that is the person who can play seven games with him indistinguishable, that is the clearness in the turbid world A person as clean as snow.
Wei Lian is different.
He thought that Wei Lian was different.
The young man is as cold and transparent as ice and snow, but like a warm sun, melting spring, knocking open a crack in Ji Yue's perennial frozen heart.
Now, the cracks that were finally knocked open are closed again in this sentence "I won't kill you, my surname is not Wei".
Ji Yue whispered: "So...you are no different from them."
The young man on the bed was still sleeping quietly and never heard what Ji Yue said.
Ji Yue slowly sat down beside the bed and stroked Wei Lian's flawless face: "Did Wei Bang want you to kill Gu?"
He didn't expect Wei Lian to answer, but he didn't want Wei Lian to say something vaguely: "That stunned prince... is also worthy of instructing me?"
Ji Yue was slightly startled, almost thinking that Wei Lian had woken up.
But looking at it again, the young man was still sleeping peacefully, probably taking his inquiry as a dream.
It's a good opportunity to ask questions.
Ji Yue asked tentatively, "Do you call your father the king-Hunjun?"
"What kind of father is he?" Wei Lian whispered vaguely, "He asked me to kill you... but I refused. Who does he think he is? If he wants me to kill me, kill me. I'm so embarrassed."
Ji Yue: "..."
"Besides, I have no grievances with you, so why should I kill you?" Wei Lian murmured, "Following you, you can still eat fragrant and spicy food. I'm going to ask for trouble when I'm crazy..."
Ji Yue's eyes were cold: "Thank you so much."
It turned out that he was so beneficial, useful, valuable and valuable in Wei Lian's mind.
At the same time, I felt relieved.
The corners of his lips rose uncontrollably, and his mood became very happy.
Wei Lian had no intention of killing him.
...Wait a minute, since I didn't want to kill him, why do I want to kill him now
Ji Yue asked this question and waited intently for Wei Lian's answer.
This time Wei Lian was quiet for a long time, until Ji Yue thought he was asleep.
Wei Lian suddenly muttered: "Ji Yue, you are better to talk in your dreams. You are too difficult to serve outside."
Ji Yuepi smiled but didn't smile: "That's how you treat orphans?"
He no longer cares about Wei Lian calling him by his first name in his dream.
Ji Yue asked himself that he had tried his best to be tolerant towards Wei Lian. Except for Wei Lian, who could be so presumptuous in front of him and still be safe.
Of course, no one else dared to be presumptuous.
"Otherwise, what do you want me to think!" Wei Lian frowned when he said this, looking very angry, and even sat up in anger, half-opening his eyes that were blurred by the mist.
He sat up suddenly, making Ji Yue agitated.
The snow-white youth was not awake, but looked at him half accusingly and half aggrieved: "Who is not a baby anymore?"
"You used to be a son, and so was I!"
"Why do you always punish me on my knees, make me kneel in the snow, kneel on the ground, choke my neck, force me to take poison, and let me cut my tongue at every turn."
The youth complained in a low voice, "I'm in pain."
His beautiful eyes stared at Ji Yue fiercely, and his drunkenness was soaked in mist, and even his voice seemed to be greatly wronged: "It hurts so much that I want to kill."
Ji Yue was stared at with a guilty conscience.
This kind of behavior, I don't feel anything when I do it, and say it all from Wei Lian's mouth, anyone who listens to it will probably think that he is a jerk.
"I'm so afraid of the pain." Wei Lian suddenly lost his strength, leaned forward, leaned on Ji Yue's shoulder, closed his eyes tiredly, his voice was inaudible.
"When I was young... I had an argument with Wei Jiao. He scolded me for having no mother, and I said that you were the only one. Mrs. Li heard this, and she punished me to kneel in the snow..." he said in a low voice, "all night long. Woolen cloth."
"It's more ruthless than you."
Ji Yue stiffly supported the young man who fell into his arms, suddenly feeling a little distressed.
He encountered ups and downs, Wei Lian is not.
His childhood was harsh in the cold palace, but he was also accompanied by his mother, avoiding the disputes in the harem. However, Wei Lian's biological mother died early, and he grew up alone in the deep palace of cannibalism.
He took the man into his arms and coaxed softly, "I won't punish you in the future."
After a pause, he said angrily, "You are not allowed to think about killing the king again."
Wei Lian lay in his arms, looked up at him, his eyes were as pure as snow: "What you say is what you say."
Ji Yue lowered her eyes: "You have no jokes."
Wei Lian looked at him steadily.
Ji Yue felt a little nervous.
This is... awake
Wei Lian suddenly made a force and threw him down, laying his whole body on his chest.
He groped around Ji Yue indiscriminately, his bright eyes shining and empty.
Ji Yue's heart skipped a beat.
The youth's long hair spread out, entangled with his blue silk.
Legend has it that when two people are entangled in blue silk, it means that their love silk begins to entangle.
"Anyway, it's a dream..." Wei Lian muttered to himself as he pulled Ji Yue's clothes, "I have to get the lost face back. If I can't get it three times, I'll have to do it once."
Ji Yue was caught off guard on the bed, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Ask, ask for what