Qian Muran is very beautiful, with a hot and enchanting temperament, which can make people feel lustful.
But just when Zhu Li was about to get lost in that restless desire, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
The enchanting beauty in front of him is definitely not the one he loves; once he has evil thoughts about her, he will feel uneasy and distressed.
It was a kind of uneasiness that went against one's nature, and also a kind of guilty pain.
Everyone knows that feelings are a double-edged sword. If you don't have a perfect union of body and mind, you will either hurt others or yourself.
Obviously, the most hurtful thing in this world is the word "love".
"... ... Since ancient times, love has left empty regrets, and this regret will last forever."
Emotional injury is a special kind of injury. It can be seen and felt by others, but it cannot be cured. It can only rely on oneself to heal slowly with the passage of time.
Zhu Li could no longer bear to endure such a setback again, so he was afraid. Yes, he was really afraid.
What's more, he has always believed that the fusion of desire without love is bestiality.
The reason why we are human beings is that we have civilization, reason, morality, and principles. However, if we let our brains get hot and our lower body drive our upper body to do things, then that is the instinct of wild animals.
The biggest difference between humans and animals is that humans use reason to control their actions, while animals use desire to control their actions.
Zhu Li is a human being, and he has always been trying to fulfill his duties as a human being, so he will not let impulse control his actions.
Zhu Li was hurt by the misfortunes in two lives. His current attitude was to keep a distance from women, especially beautiful ones. It was an instinctive self-protection that everyone had, but the strength of it varied from person to person.
A moment of throbbing, and then waking up in an instant.
When Zhu Li looked at Qian Muran, who was as beautiful as a blooming jasmine, his eyes became clear.
Although the beauty is beautiful, she is not mine; getting entangled with her will only bring me trouble.
The greatest happiness is to live a simple life. There are many beautiful things. Once someone wants to see and possess one of them, he is destined to live in struggle and trouble all his life.
There was a dance in ancient times that was so charming that it captivated the whole city. Qian Muran's dance gives people the throbbing of soul and flesh, making people unable to stop and let their imagination run wild. When the dance stops, the whole room becomes silent and you can hear a pin drop.
“Snap, snap, snap…”
The sudden applause suddenly rang out, suddenly pulling back the souls of countless people; the one who clapped and cheered was of course Zhu Li, who woke up first. Even so, there was a hint of complex and inexplicable shame in his eyes when he looked at Qian Muran.
"Great, that's great. Miss Muran's dance is so enchanting that we feel like we are in the clouds and want to die. We are really ashamed!" Han Zhi, who was awakened by Zhu Li, cheered loudly with a guilty look on his face.
From this we can also see that although Han Zhi was bewitched by Qian Muran, he remained open-minded; even when he was fascinated by others, he did not hide anything. This is the mind of a real man.
"This is the most beautiful dance I have ever seen, no doubt about it." Guan Yu, who has lived two lives, stroked his long beard and exclaimed seriously.
"Yes, it's very beautiful." Guan Yu, the master, took the lead in praising. Zhou Ran, the disciple, quickly wiped the saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and echoed hurriedly.
Finally, he leaned his head close to Yu Cuiwei's ear and whispered flatteringly, "Xiao Weiwei, to be honest, Madam Muran's dance is just average. It's far worse than yours."
"My dear, tonight, hey, can we, haha, do you know what I mean?" This guy was really aroused by the evil fire, and even let out a wolf-howling lewd laugh to his wife.
Yu Cuiwei, a newly married woman, glanced at him charmingly after hearing this, and whispered softly:
She said angrily, "Oh, how can Alang bring up such an embarrassing thing in this situation?"
As soon as she said this, she noticed that Zhou Ran's originally passionate eyes suddenly showed a hint of loss as she said this.
When she saw her husband was sad, Yu Cuiwei immediately wondered if she was too cruel.
She is a typical traditional woman. Although she was once a world-renowned gold medal female killer, once she became Zhou Ran's woman, the traditional woman's inherent gentleness and obedience were fully displayed.
Seeing her own Alang depressed, this charming and charming lady immediately said shyly, "I am Alang's person. Whatever Alang wants, will I refuse him?"
The words were long and drawn out, just like the soft popping candy, and Zhou Ran felt his bones soften after hearing them.
Without a doubt, his wife agreed, and Zhou Ran's originally lost expression disappeared in an instant.
The whole person, as if he had suddenly taken a powerful pill, all the one hundred and eighty thousand pores in his body became perked up, as if he was ready to ride a horse and hold a gun and gallop thousands of miles.
I have to prove Zhou Ran's reputation here. In fact, he is not lustful. This can be seen from his personality. He looks for a wife whenever he has lustful desires.
Among his three wives, except Qi Miaoge who was his partner with whom he had a mutual affection, Li Wenyi and Yu Cuiwei were the ones who slept with him by chance.
Well, let’s not mention this pair of little mandarin ducks. When I think of the fierce battle at night, I feel full of love.
Let’s talk about Qian Muran. After dancing, he found that he didn’t achieve the result he wanted, and he seemed very disappointed.
However, there is a saying that goes, what you cannot get, makes it more precious; Zhu Li woke up from his despair at the critical moment, which made Qian Muran feel that he was truly a rare man.
If she meets the kind of man who would crawl over to her as soon as she beckons her with her little finger, she would be very disdainful. Perhaps, this is her mentality.
What she didn't know was that, although her dance did not make Zhu Li fall into charm, it made someone at the table fall into deep thought.
This person was none other than Zhu Li's adopted brother, Zhu Ya, the second general of Heshuo.
Faced with Qian Muran's peerless beauty who could lead people into the sea of desire with just a smile, among the men in the living room, except Zhu Li who managed to break free, only Zhu Ya maintained a clear look.
In fact, he was better than Zhu Li. Zhu Li once had a moment of obsession, but Zhu Ya remained sober from beginning to end.
Seeing Qian Muran's charming and enchanting appearance, and her soul-stirring dance, it seemed as if a long-sealed shackle in his mind was broken by the impact, and a more beautiful and charming appearance of the lady emerged in his mind.
The memory was a little scattered, but from those fragmented memory fragments, Zhu Ya still captured the figure of the beauty; at the same time, a name that was about to come out emerged in his mind.
Among those fragmented memory fragments, there is a magnificent image.
It was a picture of long spears like forests, feather arrows like rain, war drums like thunder, and shouts like waves. It gave Zhu Ya a feeling so familiar and sad.
In my memory, this second general of Heshuo seemed to have turned into a majestic man with strength as strong as a mountain and unparalleled courage. He was extremely tough, brave and invincible, and no one could stop him with his spear.
However, the army led by such a mighty and invincible man suffered defeat after defeat; and that man and his subordinates could only fight and flee, and finally escaped into a city.
There are enemy troops everywhere in the mountains, ambushing and surrounding us from all sides.
The majestic man and his men were all trapped in the city, unable to advance an inch.
It was in the memory of being trapped in the lonely city that there was a stunning beauty, just like Qian Muran, who danced a hot and seductive dance for that majestic man.
The woman was very beautiful, unparalleled in the world and unprecedented in history.
It was a charming dance full of charm and allure, but she danced it with sadness and tragedy.
A woman who can perform songs and dances that enchant the world and make them sound tragic and majestic has transcended the category of a dancer. She can be called the goddess of dance.
That charming dance seemed to be seducing, teasing, like a farewell, but also like no regrets.
When Zhu Ya saw the God of Dance, it was like seeing the only person in the world.
When he saw that peerless beauty, who was unique in the world and would never appear again, his heart was touched.
When he looked at Qian Muran again, he was no longer admiring the other's dancing skills, but was trying to dig out more memories about the God of Dance from the depths of his memory through him.
Obviously, the dancing god in his memory is his favorite, and the charming Qian Muran is just an inducement, an inducement that makes him reminisce about his favorite.
A rare silence appeared on Zhu Ye. His eyes were no longer ignorant or confused. It seemed that in the time it took Qian Muran to dance, this second general who had always been like a baby had finally grown up.
Only Zhu Li knows Zhu Ya's origins. He is the spirit of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, created by gathering the bodies of countless ancient mythical beasts and alien species. But Zhu Ya himself does not know his origins.
The fragmentary memories that suddenly appeared in his mind were like those sealed in his heart. Now, through Qian Muran's beautiful dance, they seemed to have impacted his heart, causing the seal to suddenly crack.
Is this really his memory
If these fragments of memory originally belonged to him, then who is he
Why, he has neither soul nor body
When Zhu Ya saw the peerless beauty in the memory fragments, he suddenly seemed to have grown up a lot. Why was that
However, Zhu Ya kept the matter of the goddess to himself, and it was obvious that he had something on his mind.
It was absolutely unimaginable that Zhu Ya, who had always been as ignorant as a child, suddenly had something on his mind.
No one noticed his change. Even his eldest brother Zhu Li had been focusing on other things. This matter was, of course, related to the spring search held by the court.
"Well, now that we've had enough food and drink and the situation is booming, it's the best time to discuss the current situation." After everyone cheered, Zhu Li's face became serious and he spoke loudly.
"Today, there are many local vassal states. Because of the spring search, the local vassal states that gathered in the capital include Wang Chucun of Cangzhou, Wang Rong of Jizhou, Le Yanzhen of Wei Bo, Zhu Xuan of Beide, Li Keyong of Hedong, Zhu Mei of Fuyan, Chongrong of Bining, Zhang Huaishen of Guiyi, Li Maozhen of Fengxiang, Yang Shouliang of Xingyuan, Gu Yanlang of Dongchuan, Wang Jian of Xichuan, Liu Hanhong of Yisheng, Dong Chang of Hangzhou, Yang Xingmi of Yangzhou, Zhu Quanzhong of Henan, Zhuge Zhong of Hezhong, and other 17 local vassal states."
"In addition, Youzhou Yuchi Jin, Jiangyou Qian Muran, as well as the two of you and Zhu, a total of 22 vassal states have gathered in Chang'an. With so many vassal states gathering in the capital, it would be strange if there was no chaos."
"General, what you said is absolutely right." As soon as Zhu Li finished speaking, Han Zhi echoed, "Now the prestige of the imperial court is gradually disappearing. In the territories of various vassal states, the people only know their own governors, not Li Tang."
"The imperial court, which is on the decline, is gathering all the heroes at this time. What is its purpose?"
"If it was just because of the dispute over the crown prince, I believe that no matter which vassal state, they would not take Li Jie and Li Bao seriously. However, now everyone has come here without hesitation. Isn't there something fishy and intriguing about this?"