On the way to the Temple of the Rain, I have been fighting fiercely in my mind, one voice is excitedly reprimanding, warning, hating iron is not steel, and the other voice is calmly persuading, bewitching, and seducing, I don't know which faction I should obey, but my legs seem to have their own consciousness, and when I wake up, the person is already standing outside the Temple of the Rain.

Along the way, whenever I met an acquaintance, whenever a palace attendant or a guard came forward to interrogate me, I could throw off my armor, turn around and flee - but in the end, I didn't meet anyone, I didn't encounter any obstacles, as if I followed the guidance in the dark, came here, came to meet her.

It's okay, then there is no need to run away, meet her again, and say goodbye at the end, which can be regarded as an end to the past that I and her entangled.

Pushing open the door of the palace and stepping into the palace, there was still no one to be seen, and the huge palace was quiet and terrifying.

In the dormitory, she was the only one sitting alone, and the lonely figure had no reason to make people's hearts tight.

She was dressed in a red wedding dress, leaning on the head of the bed, drinking wine with a blank face, this scene reminded me of my own wedding, when I went to her room to say goodbye to her at night, and she was also so desperate to pour wine - the only difference was probably that the person who wanted to marry someone else at that time was me; And this time, it was she who put on the wedding dress.

I've fantasized more than once that she must look so good in a wedding dress.

Now that I have finally seen it, it is indeed as handsome and beautiful as I imagined, and the regret is only: this red dress is not for me.

Thinking of this, I always looked calm, and my heart still throbbed irrepressibly.

I was about to say something, but I saw her take out a packet of unknown powder from her arms, raise her hand and pour it all into the jug, shake it at will, and pour it directly into the mouth of the jug - my intuition tells me that this must not be a good thing, and my mind unexpectedly flashed the addictive and even crazy Wushisan that the ancients often took, and then looked at her eyes that became more and more confused when she poured the wine, I couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately rushed towards her, and snatched the wine jug in her hand.

"Bold! Who is it! Her angry and cold voice paused when she saw me, and her hand unconsciously let go, teaching me to be able to easily snatch the pot of mixed wine, and threw it hard, the wine jug smashed on the bedpost, the crisp sound of broken porcelain was piercing and amazing, and the spilled wine stains also wet the bed, but looking at the margin, it was clear that most of the pot had entered her stomach.

“…… There you are. She didn't care about my actions, just squinted her eyes and looked at me carefully, as if to confirm my existence, and then smiled and took another pot of wine from the tray on one side, and took two jade-colored wine glasses, both of which were full, and took a glass to herself, and smiled at me, "How about a drink with me?" ”

"That's what you said that time, and then ......" Seeing her trampling her body so recklessly, I was angry for a while, and I wanted to sarcastically say a few words about her, but I suddenly thought of the unspeakable entanglements behind, and I couldn't continue anymore - not only failed to stab the other party, but taught myself to blush first.

She also thought of the same picture, her eyes flickered, the corners of her lips spread a shallow smile, her eyes were as bright as water, and her voice was low and soft, as if dyed with a layer of wine: "Okay, then sit with me for a while?" ”

"Oh, even if I don't drink, are there fewer examples of you spilling wine when you're drunk? After all, I am not your opponent, so how can I bear you? "I don't know what happened to me, I don't know what happened to her, as if my soul had been controlled by another stranger, and vicious words popped out of my mouth word by word, but I watched the farce like an outsider—my heart was throbbing, but I was even more helpless.

When she heard me say this, her eyes dimmed, so she had to shake her head, drank another glass of wine herself, and no longer refilled the glass, but drank it directly to the cow at the mouth of the pot, so wet that her clothes were wet, and she didn't care, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Jian Xin, in your eyes, am I such an unbearable person?" Well, then, if you don't believe me, bind me. ”

I glanced at her, her face was red and the smell of wine, but her eyes were as clear as ever, and she looked at me burningly, obviously not joking—if I had been three years ago, I would not have been able to bear to hurt even a single hair of her, now......

Looking at her starry eyes, I seemed to be bewitched, and I was really moved by this offer, and reached out and tore off the lanyard of the curtain, and tied her left hand firmly to the end of the bedpost.

She didn't dodge, she didn't struggle, she stared at me with a smile, taught me to be a little at a loss, just wanted to retreat, and the next moment she became firm - I looked around, but I didn't find a second rope that could be used to bind, and when I was in a hurry, I heard her smile lowly, brushed her free hand around her waist, and gently and skillfully pulled out the belt of the wedding dress, and handed it to me.

The eyebrows were raised, the lips were bent, and the smile was gentle and moving, but I taught this smile to be red-faced, and my hands trembled slightly—as if the one who drank in spite of the heroic spirit was not her, but myself.

Taking a deep breath, calming down, I tied her other hand to the crossbar at the head of the bed, snatched the flask from her hand and threw it aside, and then I sat down beside her and looked at her face carefully as she looked down at the knots on her hands.

In the past three years, she has lost a lot of weight and whiter, but not the healthy complexion of white and red, but the sickly pale blood loss that has not seen the sun for a long time—the outline is still familiar, but the edges and corners are more distinct, and the lip color is lighter.

- She's not having a good time.

This realization did not bring me the slightest pleasure, but rather tugged at my heart, dull and sour.

"Jiang Zhuo," I sighed, calling out the name that had been haunting my heart for several years, tossing and turning on the tip of my tongue, but never speaking out—she suddenly looked up at me, with an unbelievable ecstasy in her eyes, and then there was a clear despair, and her thin lips snorted a few times, wanting to say something, but I was preempted by me, "...... You, what did you just pour into the wine? ”

I cursed myself for my weakness, but I was reluctant to say it so directly—when I had finished speaking, it was time to leave.

Now, at least, I can use this excuse to deceive myself into staying with her a little longer, and then look at her, and finally trace the face that is so familiar that it seems to be imprinted in the blood and bones...... And then, forever, cleanly peel away, forget, consume.

She was silent for a moment, then laughed softly, and said nonchalantly, "It's Wei Shu's Bliss Forgetfulness." But nothing else.

Just listening to the name, I feel that something is wrong - forgetfulness? What do you forget? Forget...... Whose love?

I couldn't help but say angrily: "How can he be able to deploy some side doors, his medical virtues!" His bottom line! ”

He drugged me in the first place...... But he was the one who kept saying that he wanted to protect Jiang Zhuo, and now he is the one who made this messy medicinal powder!

I really don't understand what the hell he's thinking.

"You don't have to blame him, I told him to dispense this medicine." Jiang Zhuo said lightly, but he opened his eyes, as if his heart was weak.

"What does this medicine do, you tell me!" I only felt angry and anxious, and my heart was sour, and I couldn't help but tug at her collar - how dazzling the red dress was, and every stitch and thread was almost perfect...... It's so perfect that people hate to tear it to shreds.

There was a rush of anger in my chest, and if it weren't for the fact that my reason had been suppressing it, I was really afraid that I would have done something irreparable.

"Apart from this, I don't know if there is any other way to accept it with the third prince...... Wedding. She casually looked at the embroidery of Luanfeng and Ming on the top of the bed, and explained in a low voice, and she said the last four words very softly and slowly, as if the sound of air was floating quietly, not wanting to alarm anyone, and not wanting to teach me to hear.

But I heard it anyway, and I heard it clearly.

She said that she was going to take this confusing medicine in order to have sex with the third prince.

...... with the Three Princes Row room.

Even these two simple words taught me that my heart ached so much that I couldn't breathe, let alone imagine the scenes - the person who hugged her affectionately, the person who kissed her heartily, the person who slept with her...... The one who touched her, who owned her, was no longer me.

It's another person.

I felt an emotion that I had never felt before filling my chest, like a tiger and a wolf howling, like a furious sea of rage, like a sharp blade cutting through my flesh and blood, like spider silk wrapping around my heart—this emotion is called jealousy.

"Why do you abuse yourself like this?" I gritted my teeth and questioned her in a cold voice, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I choked up, "You are, the emperor, if you don't want to, this world ...... Who can force you! ”

"Yes, no one forced me, I volunteered," she smiled faintly, her eyes were flushed, her eyes were full of spring water, and she was unconsciously dyed with wisps of charm, "Without you, who am I with, and what is the difference?" To each his own, it's just a deal. ”

As she spoke, she gasped for breath lowly, her hands bound and unable to move, but her legs kept being folded, rubbing the brocade futon under her as if out of nowhere.

I know, it's the damn effect that starts to kick in.

"Jiang Zhuo, you bastard!" I was reluctant to hit her, and slapped my palm on the bedpost, but the shock made my palm hurt, and I couldn't help but red my eyes.

"You're right, I'm just a jerk." She restrained her breath and smiled at me with a smile that was clear and charming.

"Does it hurt?" I watched steadily, as she lowered her head and gently placed a kiss on my palm—my body trembled slightly, but I didn't withdraw my hand, just stunned. She licked her lips, glanced at me very quickly, and then stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked it softly on my red, numb palm.

I was so shocked for a moment that I didn't move, I only felt a kind of dryness coming from the warm palm, eating away at my reason little by little—her kiss came all the way from the palm, wet clinging to my fingers, and her soft tongue frolicked and stirred my heart.

was confused, but I heard someone outside the door shouting in a low voice: "Your Majesty, your lord, he ......"

I didn't know where I was stimulated, so I turned my head and angrily interrupted the palace attendant's report: "Get out! ”

When I turned around, I saw Jiang Zhuo biting his lip, sneering, his eyes were like silk, his clothes were half-faded, and he was as beautiful as the peach blossom demon in Lingjue Zen Temple.

Withstanding the dryness that went straight to the altar, I pressed against her lips that were about to be pasted, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you have anything to say to me?" ”

I still convinced myself to give her, and to each other, a chance.

- This is the last time I indulge me.

"Actually, the third prince didn't marry me sincerely, he fell in love with your husband, so he made a deal with me." She rubbed my cheek and whispered.

“…… What else? "I knew that this person would have a plan for the world, but I didn't expect that even Fu Ruozhen would join me in the world, but what I wanted to hear was not this.

"I used to approach you without knowing my identity, and I did have other intentions, but my feelings for you are all from the bottom of my heart, and there is absolutely no falsehood." Her breath burned and she kissed the base of my ear and neck, and spoke in fits and starts.

I was just silent, not dodging her kiss, but I didn't respond in the slightest.

"Jian Xin, I was too selfish and self-righteous in the past, and I never cared about your feelings, I know that I was wrong, forgive me, okay?" She whimpered impatiently, arched into my arms, rubbed like a young beast, her face was full of spring, tears were in her eyelashes, showing a rare state of sorrow, teaching people to refuse her with a hard heart, "I love you, I listen to you for everything...... Let's start over, shall we? ”

I guess she really is a goblin.

And I, the mortal who was bewitched by her, was willing to live for her, die for her, be unstoppable for her, and fall forever for her.

- From beginning to end, all I wanted was an apology from her and a sincere promise.

“…… Good. I nodded, kissed her, and gently pressed her into the bed...... 166 Reading Network