He took another step closer, and I took a step back, my spine already touching the edge of the window, and the wind that blew into it was chilling. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He looked at me fixedly, his expression changed for a while, and then asked, "Ziyu, do you have to be so obsessed?

My fingers clenched tightly, a layer of wet sweat broke out, and Fusu's statement, the unquestionable tone, was unprecedentedly solemn and stubborn.

The chariot swayed as if it had pressed over a shallow pit, and I followed a person who was unsteady in his seat, and in a moment of bump, he could not mobilize his internal force to stabilize his balance. My heart sank, it seems that I am still too optimistic, the injuries on my body are not so simple, my martial arts are already thin, and now there are problems with internal strength......

Fusu stretched out his hand, paused for a moment's hesitation, and then pulled me closer to him. I want to retreat, and the grip is tighter. There was a compelling light in his eyes, as if he was making a great determination, and he would make that determination into iron, and throw it fiercely, never looking back.

The atmosphere became more and more strange, and I steadied my mind and tried to persuade him: "The moon god has the prophecies of her prophets, and so do I, as the protector of the Dharma of equal status and ability. Childe, if I say that your persistence will only drag me into a catastrophe, will you still persevere?"

His face froze, and he was surprised and disbelieving: "How can it never be recovered?"

How can I never recover? My throat suddenly seemed to be choked by something, and all the words were choked there.

You will be killed by Zhao Gao, and your death will also kill all your brothers and sisters, and destroy the foundation of your ancestors, so how can I tell you?

He stared at me with a fixed gaze, as if he wanted to see through the emotions leaking from my eyes. However, my hesitant and vague words because of my compassion for him made him more skeptical, and he said categorically: "No, I won't. The person who really made you irreversible is not me, it is Zhang Liang. ”

I was helpless and denied: "If he hadn't risked his life to save me, how could he have exposed himself? It was he who took the risk to stop the sledgehammer so I didn't die, didn't I?"

"Ziyu, can you sober up! The little sage Zhuang sword competition allows you to face the blades of the six sword slaves, and now, assassinating my father and emperor, regardless of the danger you may face in the convoy, you still have to take a risk. What is important to him? Isn't it revenge, you are just a pawn that can be maneuvered around by my side, the facts are right in front of me, why don't you admit it, why do you have to defend him?"

"I have no defense, even if he wants revenge, what is wrong, the hatred of the country and the family is not to be shared! Childe, don't forget, I was once a citizen of South Korea. ”

There was a touch of depression between his eyebrows, and he said in a deep voice: "Then you have always treated me as an enemy, so you rejected me for thousands of miles?"

"It's not. You are my friend, never an enemy. The hatred of the six countries does not have to be borne by you. I tried to stabilize my tone and accentuate my tone, making my prediction more honest and credible, "But, Childe, what I just said is not my trick, and it won't do me any good if you insist on it like this." ”

His incomprehensible gaze covered me: "Then why don't you say why I will harm you?"

"It's that I can't say it now, believe me, I want to ...... too" I felt sour, yes, I also wanted to tell you, and I wanted to save you, but I couldn't, at that time I could only see death and not save me, just like now, I can't tell you the truth.

The words were stuck there again, and the faint guilt made my eyes soften, but it made him question it even more, full of disbelief.

He stared at me, his eyes were heavy, as if he remembered something, swarthy pressed into his pupils, with a little anxious memory, and a little bit of joy after being frightened, his voice was hoarse: "Ziyu, I only believe in the facts in front of me, how did he kill you, at that moment, I really wanted to break him into pieces, if he let me lose you, I would really do that! I will never allow a second time in such a danger!"

"It's not like that, it's just a ...... of cause and effect"

The words were suddenly blocked, I was startled, and when I stepped back, I pressed my back against the wall of the car, and when the back of my head hit the wall, his palm pressed against it, and the touch on my lips became more and more hot and thick.

Without internal strength, I was frozen there and could not move, my eyes wide open at his eyebrows blurred and enlarged by the proximity of his eyes. His imprisoned movements were tough, and his fingertips touched the skin of his wrists but they were carefully and gently, and the kisses were pressed passionately without a trace of excessive affection. There is infinite cherishment in the tossing and turning, as if to convey all emotions to the bottom of the other person's heart with this action, until the person is completely melted, he is understood, he is accepted, and all rejections and distances are disintegrated.

A stream of hot blood rushed up my cheeks, making my face burn red, I couldn't breathe, and my throat couldn't help but let out a few subtle moans, which made me feel creepy. No one can resist such a kiss, but his kiss is like poison to me, and it hurts to pierce my intestines when I drink it.

The uncontrollable movement of the low conditioning reflex of the larynx made his movements more serious, and slowly increased the intensity, and the last bit of air seemed to be drained by him.

I tried to hold my breath, but too many images of Zhang Liang flashed in my mind, which caught people off guard.

On the wedding night, the fake drama almost came true, and he kissed me like this when he was drunk, and I bit Zhang Liang's lip ruthlessly, so that everything stopped at the moment when it was about to get out of control.

And now, am I going to do the same?

It was our recklessness and impulsiveness that used to be, and now I think it is also the most romantic and sweet little twist and turn, I can't do this to the second person, I don't want to destroy this memory about Zhang Liang, although it is outrageous and ridiculous, but it is a good memory that people engrave in their hearts. Moreover, I am well aware that such actions will only cause more trouble, and in today's situation where it is difficult to distinguish between light and dark, I can no longer stir up unnecessary incidents and cause more criticism......

When I think about the past, I always feel more fragile, and I suddenly feel so tired, too much body and too much strength to drown me, suffocating and tired. Tears unconsciously overflowed from the eyes, wet the cheeks, cooled the flush, like frost, a cold.

I know that Fusu's character will not have such despicable acts to do more extreme things to me, and who is at fault for all this? Fusu is not wrong, Zhang Liang is not wrong. And I, brought here by the power of the underworld, is the culprit who made them all wrong. Is this the right direction of history? What is the meaning of my existence in this time and space......

In one after another unanswered self-questions, tears quickly stained Fusu's lips, and the coolness was deep.

His movements froze, his lips loosened stiffly, his eyes were as rime as if he had just woken up from a dream, but his arms were still tightly clenched to hold me in place. He looked at me silently, wiped away my tears with his fingertips, and then said in a deep voice: "I want to get you, but you want to be willing, not like now...... Are you hating me?"

I bit my lip and reminded, "Childe, please let me go." ”

He was stunned, groaned for a while, and said with a straight face: "In the face of how to behave in the face of my father's words, Ziyu must be very clear. I am afraid that there will be uncertainties on my own, and to better preserve Confucianism, you must first preserve your own position in the empire. So, don't let Zhang Liang affect you again, understand?"

"I understand, thank you Childe for reminding me, please let me go. ”

His eyes sank, and the slight coolness of his fingertips brushed over my lips, and there seemed to be a touch of empty loss in his eyes that he wanted to stay but could not touch again.

He took a deep breath, immediately let go of his hand, and said in an apologetic tone: "I lost my temper just now, but you must forget him, you can't self-destruct and hurt yourself for him anymore, he is already a rebel of the empire." He paused, his voice completely calm, "You are restless, the imperial doctor said that you have suffered too many blows and caused internal confusion, and the internal force that rushes out of control will hurt your inner organs. Shao Si Ming has already helped you seal the seven meridians and six veins, and when the injury recovers, the sealed acupoints will be automatically unlocked, don't worry too much, just rest well. ”

His drooping fists clenched, and his side face was full of thoughts in the dim shadows, revealing emotions that I couldn't read. He took a step out, paused, glanced sideways at me, met my wary gaze, and immediately lowered his eyes, and turned out of the carriage.

The car door was opened and closed, bringing in a burst of fresh air, which made people breathe slightly and dissipated a little of the oppression just now. I sat on the edge of the bed, in a trance, trying to gather my messy thoughts, suppressing the shaking and churning fragments that kept rising from the depths of my heart, focusing my thoughts and contemplating them. What should I do next, and how should I deal with the situation that is coming?

After a long while, my tossed and aching head finally eased a little, and I remembered the key that made the whole operation go wrong—the Toba Talisman.

Taking out the piece of bird feather talisman that I had been carrying with me, I flipped through it and looked at it for a long time, and I couldn't help but wonder. What did it do, and why did the butterfly-winged bird of the white phoenix misunderstand my location?

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ps: The Fusu in the novel is a little different from the Fusu in the Qin period, with some personal thoughts on this historical figure. The history books record Zhao Gao's evaluation of Fusu: "Fortitude, bravery, faith, and hard work." This sentence came from Zhao Gao's mouth, and it should still have some credibility. And Fusu's direct advice when he was in Confucianism can also reflect to a certain extent that Fusu is a very direct, reckless, and daring person. No matter how gentle and forbearant he is, after all, he is a prince, and he will always have some natural toughness in his bones, and he is a bloody Chinese paper. This only represents Luoluo's personal opinion, if you have different views, welcome to communicate~ Please gently spray ~ (*^__^*)