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On the night of the last day of February, another heavy snow fell in Longcheng.
The dark red blood dripped on the snow, and the red lotus that bloomed all over the ground was covered by snow dust in a blink of an eye.
Lin Lang leaned back against the bodhi tree, and looked sideways at the man slowly approaching with a sword in hand.
"Solved?" She stood up straight.
Xie Liancheng's fingers trembled slightly, but a bright smile appeared on his face.
"Yes, a sword pierces the heart. The prince doesn't have to worry, he died soon, and he didn't suffer much pain before he died."
The massacre under the solemn Buddha statue is really beautiful to the extreme.
A coquettish blood lotus bloomed on his brow bone.
Cold fingertips touched the skin.
"This is your first time killing people, aren't you afraid?"
She wiped the blood on his face carefully, slowly and gently.
"If you feel unbearable, it's better to stop, it's still too late, I can find someone else..."
A finger was pressed against her lips.
"General, Liancheng doesn't like to hear what you say."
He lowered his eyes, rolled his fingers between her lips, and pressed a trace of glamour.
"As long as the general likes it, Liancheng can do anything."
"What a good boy." Lin Lang bent down, pressed his forehead against his, and met her eyes, "I like you more and more."
"However, Liancheng is still a little scared of killing people in front of the Buddha. General...can you give me a hug?" He showed a child-like fragile look.
The former sentence is a lie, and the latter sentence is the purpose.
It turns out that the male protagonist has unconsciously learned to show weakness and pretend.
Outstanding talent.
Lin Lang thought to herself.
"Are you in this kind of place? You are really brave... But you really worked hard today, you should be rewarded."
Lin Lang hugged his slender waist.
"Close your eyes and let me love you well."
He obeyed and let her do whatever she wanted.
This side is not cold blood.
That side is already corroded and lingering.
At dusk, Lin Lang returned to the palace with her in his arms.
When she was putting him on the bed, she pressed his loose hair with her arm, and the man gave a soft slap, "It hurts."
He opened a pair of foggy eyes, and there was still a seductive blush on his cheeks.
"Sorry for waking you up."
Lin Lang raised her elbow, "Do you want to continue sleeping, or take a bath first to get rid of the cold?"
The man wrapped his arms around her neck, "The general was unhappy just now, right? In order to understand Liancheng, I had to stop. It doesn't matter now, the general can do whatever he wants."
Before Lin Lang could speak, he kissed her again.
"Liancheng is obedient, don't make trouble..."
Her voice gradually dropped.
After finishing the work, Lin Lang carried him to the bathtub again and scrubbed his body.
"You go to bed first, I'll come back after washing."
Lin Lang planted a kiss on his forehead, turned and left.
When the footsteps disappeared, Xie Liancheng opened his eyes again.
His eyes moved to a large red-lacquered box not far away, which was originally used to store old clothes.
He stepped off the bed with white socks, took a small key from the red sandalwood box on the dressing table, and unlocked the brass lock.
Lifted the lid of the box with both hands.
It doesn't contain clothes.
but people.
Xie Liancheng smiled.
Look, he has a new toy again.
Shh, well, keep it a secret from the general.
The man's body was folded into a twisted posture, his hands and feet were tied with red ropes, and his breath was very weak. His mouth was stuffed with cloth strips, his throat was tightly blocked, and it was difficult for him to make a sound for help.
The dark space suddenly became bright, and the man felt uncomfortable for a moment, and soon he saw the man standing outside the box looking down at him, and his eyes suddenly burst out with strong hatred.
He wanted to struggle to make a sound, but the other party was even more cunning, and fed him medicine, which made his whole body limp, and he couldn't lift a trace of strength at all.
Staying in this small and dark space, Wen Ting has not eaten for two days, and his whole body is extremely weak.
"I'm sorry, Wen Guijun, the general was more excited just now, it hurt me too much, and I accidentally yelled a little loudly, did it disturb you to sleep?" I don't know if it was intentional, Xie Liancheng's clothes were not well Unreliable, the placket slipped to the shoulders, revealing the traces of love.
Wen Ting's amber eyes dimmed instantly.
"By the way, let me tell you some good news."
Xie Liancheng gracefully stroked his temple hair.
"Yan Guijun, you have already taken a step ahead."
You can't escape either.
There was a cold light in his eyes.
"Squeak—"
The door was pushed open, and fine snow foam flew in.
A figure gradually became clear.
It's Lin Lang.
Wen Ting's eyes lit up in an instant, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and he began to hit the box with all his strength, and the dull sound of thumping followed.
"Liancheng, did you hear the sound?" The people outside asked doubtfully.
Wen Ting bit his cheek tightly.
"Woo! Whoooo—"
There was a foreign object in his throat, and he could only make this whimpering sound.
My lord, come and save me.
"It's really in the way."
Xie Liancheng frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to strike at his neck.
He twitched and passed out again.
Lin Lang walked into the room, saw the man locked the box as if nothing had happened, and said to himself, "The clothes I made last year are a little yellowed, it seems that I can't wear them anymore, what a pity, some of them are quite beautiful..."
"In a few days, let the masters come to your house and make some new sets for you. What style do you like?" Lin Lang took his hand.
The two whispered something and fell asleep hugging each other.
After returning from the ancient temple, because of a common "secret", Lin Lang's attitude towards Xie Liancheng changed, and their relationship developed by leaps and bounds.
Lin Lang rests in Xie Liancheng's room every night.
The man's kissing skills are much more proficient than before, which often makes it difficult for her to resist.
The innocent little white rabbit who blushes at every turn looks like an old driver.
Originally, she just wanted to chat under the quilt, and talk to each other by the way, but it would definitely turn into a fierce goblin fight in the end.
The other party's enthusiasm is a bit too much.
Lin Lang thought to herself.
It was even more exciting than taking medicine.
Is there anything good going on lately
She stroked Xie Liancheng's slightly sweaty cheek, and brushed away the sticky strands of hair.
The other party liked her gentle caressing very much, and curled up beside her like a cat, which was harmless to humans and animals.
She noticed that his eyeballs moved to the other side for a split second.
It was like this several times before, and she thought it was just a coincidence.
Lin Lang looked sideways.
There is a red box over there, the corners are painted, and it has been around for some years.
Lin Lang suddenly thought of a certain heroine's world. In the winter, she stripped off the heroine's clothes, bound his hands and feet, covered his eyes, stuffed them into a small box, and forcefully handed a brutal and rough man to ... Become a docile little sheep.
I really miss it.
A smile appeared on her lips.
Could it be that Xie Liancheng "heart-to-heart" with her
In the afternoon, Lin Lang stayed alone in the bedroom and called the housekeeper.
After Yan Boye disappeared, Wen Ting also disappeared.
Everyone in the mansion was panicked, afraid that it would be their turn next.
"No matter what, get Wen Ting back." Lin Lang ordered in a deep voice.
The housekeeper responded quickly.
"By the way, did you bring back the things I asked you to buy the day before yesterday?" She remembered another thing.
"Bring it back." The butler took out a rectangular wooden box from his cuff.
Lin Lang opened it and saw that a piece of translucent, golden amber was lying quietly inside. Inside was an insect with restrained wings. The texture was clear, and it was undoubtedly a top-notch collection.
"My lord is so caring, my husband must be very happy to know." The housekeeper complimented me.
The woman touched the surface of the amber, but said, "This is not for the husband."
The housekeeper was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Lin Lang.
She thought she had heard wrong.
"Wen Ting's birthday is coming soon. This is a gift prepared by the king for him. His eyes are very beautiful, like amber, clean and bright."
Lin Lang sighed again, "But now he's gone, I don't know if I can give him this gift? It would be great if he could come back."
The butler lowered his head.
"Don't worry, my lord, a gentle and auspicious person has his own appearance."
"I hope so." Lin Lang said.
"Boom, boom..."
There was a slight sound in the room, as if something had been bumped into.
Lin Lang put her finger on her forehead, and asked doubtfully, "Housekeeper, did you hear anything? In the past few days, I always feel that there is someone around me."
"Maybe it's snowing heavily, and it's pressing on something." The butler's expression remained unchanged, and he found a reason to push Lin Lang away, "My lord, Mrs. Wang is choosing clothes styles at the Moon Tower, and I want to invite you to help him decide .”
"This person, is he really clingy, kid?" Lin Lang stood up and lifted the bead curtain with her hand.
"Woo-"
Painful whimpers came from the box, weak, already on the verge of death.
Wen Ting paled and struggled.
He couldn't bear it anymore.
"No, I seem to have heard someone calling for help." Lin Lang paused, turned back, and began to check the things in the house.
She turned and walked towards the box containing Wen Ting.
The butler's calm expression flashed panic.
"Can't it be opened?" She tugged at the chain, then went to the dressing table to find the key.
The butler's legs trembled slightly.
"My lord..." She moved her pale lips.
"Crack—"
Lin Lang unscrewed the lock.
One hand slowly lifted the lid of the box.
Wen Ting took a deep breath.
saved.
"My lord, what are you doing?"
Xie Liancheng walked in with a smile, a crimson dress made him look picturesque, "Opening a man's private suitcase casually is not what a gentleman would do."
"This king just wants to see if there is anything in it." Lin Lang said.
"Could it be that your lord suspects that Liancheng is hiding someone inside? Your lord... just can't trust Liancheng?" The man's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes were full of water, "If that's the case, please let me go, my lord."
He turned and ran out.
"Liancheng, listen to me—"
Lin Lang followed suit.
"Snapped-"
The lid of the box fell suddenly.
Covering Wen Ting's desperate face.