However, as soon as he walked into Fu Rong's tent, he had a dispute with his younger brother.
Seeing that he finally came back, Fu Rong raised a cold look on his brows, "Have you been persuaded?"
"What?"
"Aren't you going to receive the punishment for me? Why did you reconcile in the end? Can't you quit Luoyang? Why, the prime minister talked you into it?"
Fu Jian approached him, "Aren't you injured? If you don't lie down properly, you still run around? There is nothing between me and Jing Lue, what is the reconciliation, I never argue with him, unlike you This always makes me helpless. Also, I never said that I would withdraw from Luoyang, and I said, if I don’t capture Luoyang, I vow not to return to the court.”
He stretched out his hand to touch his younger brother, Fu Rong sneered and took a step back, "Let me go."
Fu Jian froze, "Where are you going?"
"Yan Kingdom."
As soon as these two words landed, Fu Jian's face became violent and stormy, and he raised his hand to hit him, but Fu Rong squeezed his hand, "My brother, good brother, you are still so domineering, do you think I am so overbearing? Is it still the docile younger brother who was crushed by you when you were young? Give up, I have long forgotten those words I said when I was young. I don't want to see your face."
Fu Jian's lips trembled and he couldn't speak, "You, you..." My brother, why did you break my heart like this.
"Your dirty and perverted thoughts disgusted me a long time ago. Do you think I fell and fainted? I was disgusted by you." Fu Rong roared out of his composure. He had never been so loud before. Talking, yelling at his elder brother wantonly, he has always had a good reputation in Daqin, his appearance is exquisite and handsome, he is a gentleman, gentle and embellished like jade.
Everyone has to pay the price for their indulgence.
Fu Rong was no exception. Just when he roared these words happily, a cold sensation spread over his neck. He lowered his eyes and saw a shiny sword pressing against his neck. He curled his lips bitterly. Laughed, "Brother, are you going to kill me? Kill me for your disgusting actions?"
"No, I won't kill you." Fu Jian said to him so coldly, when Fu Rong had some doubts in his eyes, he silently put away the sword, but the phoenix blood came out of its sheath, Drinking blood comes back, and the sound of sharp blade rubbing is like a steel wire slipping through the palm of the hand, so chic, the sword holder is like a knight in the rivers and lakes. Fu Jian gritted his teeth and cut his hand, and the bright red blood fell on Fu Rong's face drop by drop. Finally, the person in his arms calmed down, because he thought it was his blood.
With the sword back in its sheath, everything is quiet and boundless.
"Good brother, look, your blood and my blood, they are just like us, they are finally fused together. You have forgotten what you said when you were a child, and I have never forgotten it."
Fu Rong closed his eyes, his expression was extremely painful, his heart was like a sharp sword piercing his intestines, how could he forget, but they couldn't.
"Brother, you and I are blood siblings. As you said, blood can blend, but we can't." He calmed down, and said this lightly, and he returned to his former elegance, speaking softly and softly.
Fu Jian's hand gradually moved to the lips of the person in his arms, and the pretty pink was finally stained with blood red, he gently coaxed, "No, I am the emperor, there is nothing I can't do , you don't want to, but you can't, right? You haven't forgotten what you said to me when you were a child, you have always loved me, have you? You are jealous, angry that I have skin-to-skin relationships with so many people, but I have never met you to death Lingering, isn't it? Well, I'll settle this matter, and after you and I have no blood relationship, let's be a real couple. "
Fu Rong's pretty eyes stared at the other party motionlessly, and he said emphatically, "I have always loved you, do you love me?..."
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Drop by drop of blood dyed his lips red, but the finger was still on the lips, and it was still stroking and probing just a moment ago. As long as he looked in, he gave up, not to give up on his brother, but to die. With this rebellious heart, they will eventually touch skin to skin, intertwine lips and teeth, and linger to death just like those couples.
Fu Jian let go of him, and walked out in silence.
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Wang Jia finally came to the camp where the Qin army was stationed in Luoyang. The war to attack Luoyang had already started for ten days, but the Qin army still did not capture Luoyang.
People's hearts are as stable as a rock, without the slightest change.
When Wang Jia saw Fu Jian for the first time, he came up to him and opened his arms to hug him, but Fu Jian quickly blocked him, "Hey, don't do this, pay attention to the occasion."
Wang Jia glanced at him, seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, so he had to give up his idea of taking advantage, "Well, seeing that you are so troublesome to ask me to come, I will let you go first."
Fu Jian said, "I invite you to come, I do have one request for you."
Wang Jiadao, "Yes, you can tell."
Fu Jian paused, and finally said bluntly, "Extradition of new souls, I know you can do it."
Wang Jia smiled and said, "Yes, I can do it."
"However, if you do this, there seems to be no essential difference. Because the human body does not rot, and there is a new soul nourishing it, he still cannot break the blood relationship with you. I advise you to give up and don't treat your younger brother. Have other thoughts."
"But as I said, I will marry him, I will marry him by blood, and I will never leave him for the rest of my life."
Wang Jia was shocked by Fu Jian's words. He never thought that the emperor he admired would make such a heavy oath to others. He should have been ungrateful and heartless.
So, Wang Jia said again, "If you insist on doing this, please kill him. Only the dead can be extradited with a new soul. There is a saying in Taoism, which is to use the corpse to revive the soul." Only the corpse can be revived. , living people can only have their own will, and cannot coexist with another soul.
These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, which instantly shattered Fu Jian's nerves, and suddenly lost his mind, his body was unstable and seemed to fall, Wang Jia quickly supported him, put his arms around his waist, and took advantage of the opportunity.
It took Fu Jian a while to calm down, and he said tremblingly, "You,...is there no other way? I don't want to do anything to him."
Wang Jia sighed heavily, "If you want to get him, you have to destroy him first. In this world, it has always been fair. If you are willing to give up, you will not give up how to get it."
"He is my brother."
"You extradite the new soul, and he's not."
"When he wakes up, he will be a brand new soul. He doesn't know you, but you know him. He will be loyal to you all his life and never betray you. He will die for you."
"I won't let him die."
"If he doesn't die, your brother won't come back either."
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This is a conspiracy.
In order to sever the blood relationship with his younger brother, Fu Jian did not hesitate to extradite a new soul, but as the instigator Wang Jia said, the soul can be extradited, but the body does not rot, how can the blood ties be broken, Fu Jian is having a wishful dream. In fact, there is no need to extradite a new soul. His younger brother has been loyal to him and has been loyal and innocent all his life. It's just that he still dare not break out of the shackles of ethics. What about the dirty things, asking him to fulfill the childish promises he made when he was a child and marrying his elder brother, unless he died, he couldn't do it anyway.
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Another tormented night.
After tonight, it will be half a month since Qin Junbing arrived in Luoyang, and they have already left Chang'an for almost half a month. Reduced to a ruined wall, I heard that Murong Wei, who was far away in the royal palace of Yecheng, could no longer sit still, and sent envoys to Luoyang.
Fu Rong sat in the tent and was in a daze. He was thinking, it's best to reconcile. This world should be based on benevolence and love. His elder brother has a heart for all people. He is so kind.
Thinking like this, his eyes began to fight after a long time, the candle in the tent flickered, he finally couldn't stand it anymore, his elder brother was in someone else's tent again, his heart ached and his body was about to sway At this moment, a warm embrace embraced him, and he opened his eyes slightly, just in time to see this face that made him feel uneasy, but he was thinking about it day and night, "Brother." He called out so gently and nicely .
That face was a bit stiff and cold, although his body was very warm, Fu Rong looked at it for a while, and finally noticed something unusual, and struggled to push it away, "Brother Huang, what's wrong with you..."
However, the next moment, the face touching the tip of his nose instantly became ferocious, and he was a little flustered, trying to break away from his restraint with all his strength, "Brother Huang, you..."
"My good brother, I will let you marry me willingly, I will definitely." He gritted his teeth fiercely, and the moment his words fell to the ground, he picked up his younger brother and threw him heavily on the bed. Going up, Fu Rong lost his mind for a moment, he felt that his body was about to shatter, how could his elder brother treat him so roughly? But no matter what he did to him, he would not resist, but at this moment, he finally realized the seriousness of the situation, he was the one who indulged his elder brother to be as lawless and reckless as he is today, he can't bear it anymore, can't If he keeps silent any longer, he will resist, and rely on his own ability to break out of all these shackles...
But he was wrong, he was born to be a subordinate, how could he have resisted his elder brother.
If he resists, a thunderbolt from the sky will kill him, which is illegal.
Monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons, brothers and ministers,...
He heard a squeak, and suddenly a cool breeze hit him, he was a little terrified and wanted to struggle, but the other party tore off the robe on his body, and there was a cannibalism in his eyes, pressing him tightly under him , tearing in anger and panic, hands trembling, Fu Rong cried, "Brother Huang, if you do this, I will never be with you."
Fu Jian's eyes were filled with blood, and he gasped harshly, "It's okay, you will..." Because from tonight onwards, you will not be you.
Author's gossip: PS: There will be a martial arts novel about the sword of "Phoenix Blood" later, hahaha, of course I am not writing martial arts.
When it comes to writing about love, I feel awkward, just like writing "Feng Huang".