His eyes were darker than the sky at this moment, and the heavy dark clouds shone with cyan electric light. Under the electric light was the boundless sea with surging waves, and the surging waves rushed towards his face.
It was the first time Meng Fuyao saw his eyes that wanted to devour anyone. In her memory, Yuan Zhaoxu was graceful and calm, unmoved, and kicked Mount Tai just before it collapsed. She thought that in her life, she would never There will be no chance of seeing him change color.
However, facing such eyes at this moment, Meng Fuyao's heart sank in an instant. She suffocated her breath, her eyes drooped, she subconsciously turned her head, her fingers tightened on the turf on the ground, and in a blink of an eye she took another breath, holding her head high. At first, he looked directly at Yuan Zhaoxu.
Hate me, hate me... I can't escape your influence, so I have no choice but to force you to leave...
Yuan Zhaoxu just stared at her, without any movement or expression, even the waves in his eyes at the beginning were gone.
He just froze in front of the fire, the fire light outlined the arc of his side face, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was as quiet as a virgin.
However, everyone felt that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed.
It was as if someone had suddenly poured a pot of paste into the air, instantly glued the originally bright and clean winter night, and the stratus cloud felt heavier and weighed down, and the originally crackling fire seemed to be weak. Many, burning silently.
The cheers gradually weakened, Miss Hu Sang's ecstasy turned into bewilderment, she froze there in bewilderment, looking at Yuan Zhaoxu for a while, and Meng Fuyao who was stared at by Yuan Zhaoxu for a while.
In the suffocating silence, Yuan Zhaoxu finally moved.
He didn't move, and when he moved, he was like thunder, and when he stretched out his hand, he picked up Meng Fuyao who was staring blankly at him, and threw it out without any politeness.
Meng Fuyao was thrown into a parabola in mid-air, and landed on a horse outside the crowd with a slap, buttocks forward and face backward. Before Meng Fuyao could exclaim in surprise, a purple shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Yuan Zhaoxu had already landed on the horse, facing her, seeing her opening her mouth to call out, she poked the dumb acupoint with her finger and tapped it, then patted the horse, and the horse galloped away .
These movements were done in one breath, so fast that people's eyes couldn't catch up. Everyone felt that two figures flashed one after another, and the city lord was "hijacked" gorgeously.
Miss Hu Sang chased after her in shock, crying, "My lord...you took my brocade handkerchief!"
Yuan Zhaoxu didn't turn his head back, but suddenly a fat ball jumped out of his arms. The fat ball slowly climbed onto his shoulder, and pulled the paw at the girl Hu Sang who was chasing after him, and spread out a piece of paper embroidered with mandarin ducks and willow branches. Kimpa.
In the firelight, Lord Yuan Bao bared his sharp teeth, looked at his master's suitor with triumphant eyes, and the brocade handkerchief and white hair fluttered freely in his paws.
It's not that I'm always ready, my master has long been sold by that shameless...
"Boom!"
The miserable Husang girl who courted the mouse, fainted...
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Meng Fuyao never imagined that Yuan Zhaoxu would be able to gallop at such a crazy speed. The speed of the horse was almost comparable to the speed of a modern car. The wind blew past her ears like a knife. In the wind, some of them got entangled with the horse's bridle, and the pulling was painful. Meng Fuyao refused to evade, and pulled hard, a wisp of black silk fell slowly like smoke, like a big dream left behind by the world of mortals. .
Meng Fuyao didn't even look at that hair, she pursed her lips tightly and watched the surrounding scenery quickly reverse, those trees, people, houses, disappeared from her eyes in an instant, it was like passing back time, if time could really turn back, how great would it be? Going back to the Meng Fuyao who returned to the original point and returned to the quietness, seeing each other is like not seeing each other, and it is better to be ruthless than to be affectionate.
She was still frozen on the horse, Yuan Zhaoxu's method of throwing her on the horse was not polite at all, she was planted there like a piece of wood, her acupoints were punctured and she couldn't control herself, as the horse heaved and swayed, Yuan Zhaoxu slapped her Ce Xuan held her waist with one hand, and even through such a thick winter coat, he could feel the coldness of his palm.
From Meng Fuyao's perspective, only his jaw can be seen, the lines are exquisite and firm, and a thin lip is tighter than hers. Yuan Zhaoxu always smiles, smiling calmly, dignifiedly, and looking down on the world, Meng Fuyao got used to his smile, but wasn't used to the almost stern curve at the corner of his mouth, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to smooth it off, but when she couldn't lift her hand, she remembered that her numb acupoints had been sealed.
Riding a long gallop, crossing the empty and quiet street, the stream beside the street is quietly flowing, and some Rong people are setting off colorful river lights, and those lights are shining with colorful halos, drifting slowly, and then being swept up by the wind—Rong The man raised his head in astonishment, watching the figures of the pair of horses galloping away in the festive season, watching the crimson bougainvilleas scattered all over the city by the strong wind, and then fluttering and falling on the two of them.
Falling flowers and floating lamps, the stone road slightly frosted, how many people rejoiced and reveled all night; this night, a pair of people were silent, and the moonlight was silent.
The sound of hoofbeats knocked against the cold night, and the city gate was already in sight. Yuan Zhaoxu took out the token from Meng Fuyao's arms and threw it into the hands of the soldiers who came to question him, "The city lord has an urgent military situation, open the door !"
The soldiers opened the door without saying a word, Yuan Zhaoxu galloped away, Meng Fuyao looked up in astonishment, and asked, "Why are you leaving the city?"
Yuan Zhaoxu didn't look at her, as if he didn't intend to pay attention to her at all, Meng Fuyao felt ashamed, so he had no choice but to shut up, but after a while he heard him say, "You need to be brainwashed."
"Huh?" Meng Fuyao didn't understand, but she also knew that Yuan Zhaoxu was really pissed off by her today, and it would be better to be honest if he wanted to return home after finishing his corpse, so he shrank his neck and remained silent.
On the opposite side, Lord Yuan Bao suddenly struggled out of Yuan Zhaoxu's arms, flicked Meng Fuyao's forehead with a "jump", its eyes were extremely contemptuous, and Meng Fuyao miraculously understood - you are so stupid.
Yeah, that's stupid, but not this stupid, maybe I'll do something even stupider in the future...
Meng Fuyao sniffed, looked up at the hazy and gloomy moon, what was her mother doing in another time and space? Does she still have money for dialysis? Didn't the Institute give her a martyr subsidy? Every time she goes to the hospital, she rides her bicycle to carry her. Who will carry her now
Seventeen years, seventeen years have passed in Wuzhou Continent, she is really afraid that this world is parallel to that world, and afraid that her mother will not be able to wait for her for seventeen years, but some things cannot be given up because of fear, if the two Is the world time different? What if the great magician of Evergreen Temple can help her go back to a certain past time? What if, what if the mother had been waiting for her
Meng Fuyao raised her head, letting the frosty wind blow over her icy forehead and her wide-open eyes more forcefully. The wind was so cold that she heard the sound of some liquid freezing in her eye sockets.
His body was shaken suddenly, and the fine ice crystals were shattered together. Meng Fuyao raised his head in a daze, but saw that Yuan Zhaoxu had stopped his horse, and in front of him was a continuous mountain range, green as a cover, and a large plain stretched out at the foot of the mountain range. , galloping away as far as the eye can see, the wind roared and rushed over from the plain, passing through the rocky mountains, making a sharp whistle.
Meng Fuyao didn't know what this place was, but Yuan Zhaoxu seemed to know it very well. He got off his horse and picked up Meng Fuyao. Meng Fuyao waited for him to relieve her acupuncture points, but Yuan Zhaoxu ignored her at all, and went straight to the place with her in his arms. up the hill.
He walked extremely fast, and the winding and dangerous mountain road was as smooth as walking on the ground under his feet, but Meng Fuyao, who was held by him, was dizzy from the jolt. A magnanimous person will act like a wild lion when he is angered.
Fortunately, Yuan Zhaoxu stopped quickly. Before Meng Fu shook his heavy head, he smelled a strong smell of sulfur and saw white gas rising from the corner of his eyes, so he couldn't help being startled.
Before he could think clearly, his body suddenly flew into the air, and then, there was a "bang".
"ah!"
The water spray exploded, flying broken beads into the water, and Meng Fuyao suddenly fell into the water. The water around her was not cold but hot, and white steam was roaring, causing her to stagger and fall into the water. She only realized it when she got up. , I don't know when my acupoints have been untied.
Holding a stone that was half exposed in the water, Meng Fuyao wiped the water from his face, and looked around all over his body, only then did he see clearly that this was a natural hot spring that was born by the mountains. Throw it in.
She stood blankly in the water, looking at the shore, Yuan Zhaoxu, who was sunk in the shadows, was flushed red and dizzy by the hot water, for a moment he didn't understand what he was going to do.
Half of Yuan Zhaoxu's face was shown in the dark moonlight, and the other half was sunk in the dark mountain shadow, with only a pair of eyes shining brightly, his usual gentleness and grace turned into the coldness of jade at this moment, he quietly looked at the water in the water. Meng Fuyao said, "Wash, wash well, wash your mind, and understand what you want and what you should do."
Meng Fuyao was stunned in the water, his head and body were covered with water, he was as embarrassed as a homeless dog. He could hear the man opposite him standing there like a jade tree, his voice was calm and steady, every word was like jade and stone colliding, every word was like jade shattered.
"I'll give you one night to wash well, wash away the selfish indulgence and frivolity in your heart that shouldn't belong to you, until you understand that you can't be pampered, and use other people's tolerance as a presumptuous reason; understand you You can refuse to escape, but you have no right to desecrate the dignity of others and interfere with their freedom of choice."
Meng Fuyao trembled, trembling in the hot water, she squatted down slowly, and squatted in the water.
"It's my business to like you and chase you, just as it's your business to run away from me and reject me. If you don't want to see me, you can tell me clearly that you will never meet again. Yuan Zhaoxu will disappear from your eyes forever from now on, Fuyao , Do you want it? If you want it, say it now."
Meng Fuyao looked up at him, water dripped down her wet face, she opened her mouth, but didn't say a word.
Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her condescendingly, with a calm tone and sad eyes.
"Fuyao, you have something on your mind, and you never want to share it with me. It's not that I can't accept rejection, but I can't accept your unreasonable rejection and abandonment, and even want to push me to others, Fuyao, you are so selfish Cruel, you protect your own heart with great care, but leave others' hearts like trash."
Meng Fuyao clutched his heart, struggled for a long time, and finally managed to utter a word.
"You... why on earth do you like me?"
Yuan Zhaoxu suddenly fell silent. After a long time, he gently picked up a fallen leaf in the wind, and said lightly:
"I met a woman who overlapped with a certain shadow in my heart. I approached her because I wanted to see her clearly, but gradually forgot my original purpose in this approach. I asked for everything in my life, and never understood the meaning of striving and cherishing. The taste, but because this woman has a feeling of cherishing, cherishing-I forget that shadow, I just want to see her existence."
Facing Meng Fuyao, he completely spread out his palm for the first time, and the misty moonlight illuminated the graceful lotus flower.
"I very much hope that she can be like this lotus flower born in my flesh and blood, and stay by my side forever, until the end of the doomsday when she and I annihilate into ashes at the same time across life and death."
Meng Fuyao stood in the water in a daze, her brows, eyes, mouth and nose were all stiff. After a long time, she suddenly sat down in the water, crying loudly.
"Yuan Zhaoxu, can you stop being so sensational?"
"Yuan Zhaoxu, I'm not as selfish as you say, I'm so fucking unselfish!"
Waves of surging emotions invaded like hot spring water, scouring her emotional embankment, something burst open, and exploded in all directions in the bloody internal organs. Her consciousness Both the body and the body seemed to be blown to pieces at this moment, turning into the dim starlight of the night, and soaring into the sky.
Severe pain swept over the sky, the black and cyan teeth showed ferocious sawtooth, bit by bit grinding away her sanity and thinking, she gritted her teeth and swallowed the rising blood, but the sweet smell seemed to arouse her The unwillingness and anger that have been lying in my heart for a long time.
She wailed almost indulgently, struggling to slap the surface of the water with her hands desperately, causing the water waves to fly up to about ten feet, and then toppled down with a crash, dousing her head and body.
Her almost sharp voice pierced the silence of the night in the forest like a steel knife.
"I am not afraid of the torture of my lover and the bewilderment of being loved! I am afraid of a short reunion and a permanent parting!"
"All my days here are borrowed, borrowed, do you understand? If I slap my ass and leave one day, Yuan Zhaoxu, will you scold me at that time for 'giving up for no reason? , leave your heart like a bag?'"
"My love shouldn't be here, I restrain myself and push you away, I just don't want to hurt you! Do you fucking understand, understand, understand..." Meng Fuyao's face was full of tears, trembling and slurring his speech , suddenly jumped up vigorously, rushed ashore, and dragged Yuan Zhaoxu viciously.
Yuan Zhaoxu was staring at her loss of composure in shock, when she gave her a violent pull, she was immediately pulled into the water, and was completely wet in an instant, Meng Fuyao didn't care about it, and desperately pressed him into the water, crying loudly as he did so. .
"Disappear! Disappear for me! Disappear for me the fuck! From now on I am no longer afraid of you. I was speechless because of a toothache just now. Now let me tell you, yes, I don’t want you, I don’t want you You, you just do what you said just now, disappear in front of me forever... "
"I've changed my mind."
Yuan Zhaoxu, who was desperately pushed into the water by her, suddenly spoke, the coldness in her tone had dissipated, replaced by an almost gentle calm.
He stood up from the center of the hot spring, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed Meng Fuyao's hand that was waving around. He clenched it so tightly that Meng Fuyao couldn't move at all. Xu looked into her eyes and said quietly, "You didn't say it just now, it's too late to say it now, so it doesn't count."
"Damn it, it doesn't matter if you say so... woo..."
A pair of cold and soft lips suddenly and gently blocked hers.
Meng Fuyao was so shocked that he even forgot who he was.
She stood in the water blankly, in a weird posture with one hand still trying to hold someone down, watching Yuan Zhaoxu leaning over to taste herself, accepting the twisting and turning of his lips and tongue. At first it was a kiss as light as butterfly wings and flying feathers, gradually from shallow to deep, there was a kind of sweetness like melting snow between his mouth, it was a kind of cool and refreshing but not chilling taste, tender and delicate, just like all kisses. The cardamom woman had the most beautiful dream in the small building on the willow head on the moon.
Such a dreamland was blurred and dense, surrounded Meng Fuyao like mist and wind, and the soft breath of the man in front of her, a faint strange fragrance hit her, and her heart was suddenly softened.
With a slight sigh, Meng Fuyao raised his head dizzily, and no longer had the strength to push away the tenderness at this moment.
The moonlight is reflected in the heart of the wave, and the men and women who are wet and embracing each other lean on each other in a pool of clear water, just like lotus flowers blooming in the heart of the pool.
The wind brushes across the water, and writes his own lines of poetry in strokes. The poems are also lingering and gentle, and the words are moving.
The air is fragrant, and green vines hang down from the pool, intertwined and swaying together.
Meng Fuyao was floating like a cloud, when he heard Yuan Zhaoxu buried in his neck, he suddenly said in a low voice, "What's on your mind right now, seal it with a kiss."
Seal it with a kiss... What a beautiful word, but, can it really seal this moment of peace, and persist until the mountains and rivers go on forever
Meng Fuyao only felt that the pain started again out of nowhere, her arms trembled, Yuan Zhaoxu had already let go of her, his eyes reflected the waves of moonlight, it was another more beautiful clear water.
Meng Fuyao turned away with a slightly reddened face, his eyes unconsciously glanced down, and saw Yuan Zhaoxu, who was wet and facing him, half undressed, water drops rolling over his slightly exposed chest, but his skin was more radiant than water drops Smooth and clean, the nephrite-like light shines under the moonlight, and a delicate collarbone extends slightly into the half-open collar, making people want to explore the scenery inside the collar.
Meng Fuyao stared blankly, and suddenly felt her nose was hot, and when she lowered her head, she saw the surface of the water turn red, and she said with a loud bang in her head, "It's embarrassing, it's so embarrassing, what should I do if my nose bleeds after looking at this beauty?" Seeing people..." Before the thought was over, I felt a sweetness in my chest, and something sprayed out of my mouth unobstructed.
Meng Fuyao raised her head subconsciously, and saw a bloody rain suddenly falling in the sky, dyeing the bleak moonlight red, and the blood rained down on her and Yuan Zhaoxu's faces, she Seeing Yuan Zhaoxu's shocked eyes with blood all over his face, at the same time it was miraculous to see himself falling down slowly.
"Fortunately... It's not that I'm greedy for beauty and got a nosebleed..." When Meng Fuyao fell down, he thought of one last irrelevant thought in relief.
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A ray of fire, jumping in the closed field of vision, the aroma of food and the warmth of the fire, sneaked into the silence.
When Meng Fuyao opened his eyes, he saw the dark and rugged dome of the cave, the bright red fire, and Yuan Zhaoxu next to the fire, who was turning over the clothes unskillfully.
Clothes... clothes!
Meng Fuyao's consciousness returned instantly in his mind, he jumped up in shock, quickly touched his whole body, and said... Fortunately, the underwear is still there.
Grabbing the covering on his body, it was Yuan Zhaoxu's outer robe, and Meng Fuyao rubbed it lightly, vaguely remembering the previous incident, and couldn't help but blush.
Looking around, he saw Mr. Yuan Bao drawing circles in the corner of the cave, hey, the hair is not wet. Could it be that it was not in Yuan Zhaoxu's arms when he entered the water earlier? So what is it depressed about
Yuan Zhaoxu turned his head, his eyelashes and eyeballs were black and shiny in the firelight, he looked at Meng Fuyao, and said for a long time, "Zong Yue didn't tell me that you are fond of 'Love Love'."
Meng Fuyao grinned, leaned back weakly, and said, "Now you understand?"
"Wrong," Yuan Zhaoxu shook his head, "What kind of poison, there is a way to get rid of it after all, the most difficult thing to get rid of is actually one's own heart, Fuyao, don't make excuses."
Meng Fuyao remained silent, and said for a while, "Well, I was wrong, but I think I was right."
Yuan Zhaoxu understood her weird words. He stared at Meng Fuyao, and suddenly reached out to stroke her hair gently, and said, "You stubborn little thing..."
Meng Fuyao waited for him to get angry, beat me up, beat me up, I am also very upset.
But Yuan Zhaoxu got up and helped her up. Her long hair had been scattered after struggling and fighting, because it was not facing the fire, it was sticking wetly to the back, rubbed into a mess by the rocks, and Yuan Zhaoxu sat behind her. , gently picked up her hair, held it carefully in the palm of her hand, smoothed it out with her fingers, and dried it in the heat of the fire a little bit, while saying lightly, "Hair is wet, you can't protect yourself in the poisonous hair period now, Be careful to stay sick."
Meng Fuyao clenched her fingers and didn't speak. A man behind her gave off a clear and alluring fragrance. The fingers he played with her hair were soft and dexterous. The slightly itchy and numb feeling spread throughout her body like an electric shock. She was as comfortable as falling. Entering the clouds, tears gradually filled his eyes.
She would rather he throw her into the pool to scold her than face such irresistible and inescapable tenderness!
Yuan Zhaoxu kept silent, his hair was gradually drying, he seemed to think for a while, and he even braided her hair.
Even though Meng Fuyao was full of confusion, he couldn't help but chuckled, and said, "Don't tell me that you are so omnipotent that even women can tie braids."
Yuan Zhaoxu didn't answer, and untied her hair as if recalling some braiding technique, and said calmly for a long while, "Su Xi doesn't comb her hair, her silk hair is on her shoulders, Wan Shenlang's lap, where is it?" Not pitiful…”
His low and elegant voice, chanting this euphemistic and long sentence, was lingering and gentle, Meng Fuyao trembled, a hair was torn off unintentionally, she hurriedly concealed her smile, "Oh, it hurts."
Yuan Zhaoxu's hands paused, and she suddenly let go of her braids, and said, "I think I still don't know how to comb it."
Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, and vaguely felt that it was a half-up bun, so he couldn't help laughing, and was about to make fun of Yuan Zhaoxu, when he suddenly heard him say, "You are a stubborn little thing... But, I will wait you."
"Fuyao, the bright moon is easy to be low and people are easy to scatter, you should cherish it." Yuan Zhaoxu said softly behind her, "I'll wait for the day you understand it."
Suddenly a star of debris exploded from the fire, and the aroma of roasted pine nuts burst out. A pine nut burst into Meng Fuyao's palm, and she stretched out her hand to hold it tightly, as if holding a hot heart.
The fire illuminated the cave, reflecting the figure of the man behind him. He was not tall and majestic, but he always just happened to cover her tenderly. Meng Fuyao stared blankly at the shadow, and at his long hair falling on the ground. his knees.
The atmosphere in the cave was quiet, neither of them said a word, they were filled with unspeakable thoughts, so they could hear Siye's voice more and more clearly, and heard the wind passing by the cave entrance, making a slight roaring sound, in the chilling syllables, there was a faint but Suddenly some strange sounds came.
That sound, there were falling, panting, grass and trees rubbing against each other, and the slight sound of swords colliding unintentionally, getting closer little by little.
Meng Fuyao sat up straight and listened attentively. Behind him, Yuan Zhaoxu immediately raised his hand to extinguish the flames, and said calmly, "To the southwest, someone is being hunted and is rushing here."
Meng Fuyao looked back at him and asked, "Where is this?"
Yuan Zhaoxu was silent for a rare moment, and then said after a while, "I've been here once before, this is Haoyang Mountain, and it's already close to the border of the army camp."
Meng Fuyao looked at him in astonishment, not understanding how the wise and powerful Yuan Zhaoxu would bring her to such a dangerous place, Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her without any shame, and said, "I ran all the way, and forgot."
Meng Fuyao remained silent, and rubbed his nose for a long while, knowing that he was the one who caused the trouble. If Yuan Zhaoxu hadn't been so mad at himself for a while, it would have been impossible for him to run so far at night.
Looking out from the entrance of the cave, I don't know when the torches were lit up all over the mountain, and the stars fell like stars in the sky. The number of people was amazing, and the sound of weapons hitting kept coming. Stop the spies who broke in!"
Meng Fuyao said in a low voice, "So powerful? Do you know that we broke in? Oh, it's all your fault, the action of pumping water in the hot spring is too big."
She was the first to file a complaint, Yuan Zhaoxu didn't care about her, just stared at the darkness, and said slowly, "There is a cliff under this cave, it is indented into the cliff, and it is covered by vines, I will release it later." You go down."
Meng Fuyao suddenly turned her head and said, "What are you going to do?"
"The Rong army was alarmed." Yuan Zhaoxu calmly pointed at the dotted torches, "It seems that the problem is not with us, but someone broke into their camp. There are too many people, and you can't move due to poison. I'll take you to a safer place first."
"No," Meng Fuyao flatly refused, "You don't want to leave me and run away."
Yuan Zhaoxu turned to look at her, with a slight smile in his eyes for the first time tonight, "Fuyao, when will you get rid of your bad habit of not saying what you mean?"
Meng Fuyao was about to retort when she heard a sound of footsteps, and then a small black figure staggered past the cave, turned her head anxiously while running, and when she turned her head, the moonlight sprinkled on her blood-stained little face.
It turned out to be a knife!
Meng Fuyao was about to blurt out a call, but immediately covered her mouth, but the next moment she saw that Xiaodao turned around while running, and suddenly stepped on the ground, and then his body tilted, and fell from the cliff in front of the cave. go down.
"Knife!"
Meng Fuyao's body immediately jumped out of the cave and rushed down the cliff!