Qing Ling set up a ban to cover his whereabouts, and quietly returned to the mansion in the city alone.

In the courtyard where the bedroom is located, there are few people and it is silent.

Estimating the time, everyone should still have dinner in the flower hall, right?

Qing Ling entered his inner bed, stopped and stood silently for a moment, slowly walked to the edge of the couch and sat down, his fingers gently touching the brocade on the couch.

That night......

That kiss......

If the outcome was different, would the outcome be different today?

She shook her head, put aside the mixed thoughts in her head, got up and took out a pot of Xiluzi from the secret compartment of the wine storage shelf, and drank it silently.

The two silk books in his hand were unfolded and read over and over again.

Eventually, the handwriting on it began to blur and smudge into an inky black mass......

Qing Ling fell drunk on his couch.

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I don't know how long it took, but she gradually became conscious again, and felt as if someone was gently caressing her forehead and sideburns, warm and itchy.

She opened her eyes and met them with a pair of glossy amber eyes.

Those eyes, sometimes deep, sometimes clear, faintly coated with a layer of golden halo, bewitching and full.

The two remained motionless and looked at each other silently for a long time.

Luo Yao stood up from the edge of the couch, took a cup of tea on the side of the desk, and asked in a low voice, "Are you...... Are you planning to move back to Fuchu? ”

Qing Ling stood up, his eyes fell on the two silk books that had been half pressed by himself, he was stunned for a moment, and shook his head mechanically.

Luo Yao came over with hot tea, tested the temperature of the water, and handed it to Qing Ling, "It's still a little hot, drink it slowly." ”

Qing Ling held the teacup for a moment, and then handed it back to Luo Yao, "I don't need this." Lowering his eyes, "I'm here to tell you." ”

Luo Yao stared at the steaming hot tea in his hand, was silent for a moment, and slowly sat down on the edge of the couch, "Say it." ”

Qing Ling pinched the corner of the silk book and rubbed it between his fingers, "This mansion, I'...... I'm not going to ask for it. Since Ning Yan and you both live here now, I want to ...... Just give it to Ning Yan. ”

Luo Yao still looked down at the teacup and was silent.

Qing Ling paused, took a slight breath, and continued: "There are still ...... You ...... me" choked suddenly, and the fingers entangled in the corners of the silk book clenched unconsciously fiercely, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth again, "I said when I was engaged to you, when Mu Chen ascended the throne, I would definitely fulfill the ...... between you and Ajing."

She let go of her fingers, pushed the two silk books in front of Luo Yao, and quickly said: "Here, one is a document donated by the mansion, and the other is a book of you and me, and I have already used the seal." Slowly raised his head and smiled reluctantly, "Your Majesty has also personally promised that you will marry Ajing to you......"

The three words "marry you" came out of his mouth, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be maintained, so he could only stubbornly purse it, and he couldn't say another word.

He and Ah Jing should have belonged to each other.

What qualifications do you have to feel reluctant?

But why, at this moment, what is turning over and over in my mind, over and over again, scene by scene, is all the bits and pieces of myself and him?

He should ...... You've liked yourself too, right?

But if he hadn't been forced to marry her and tied up with her, would he have been tempted by himself?

In the final analysis, after all, it was himself who took away the happiness that should have belonged to his sister......

Luo Yao maintained his original posture and remained motionless.

The hot tea in the jade cup in his hand had already evaporated under the urging of unconscious divine power.

But why, is there still that mist in front of you?

The luminous beads on the top of the tent escaped a soft fluorescence, gilding a layer of illusory light and shadow on the surrounding things. As if, everything is unreal......

Did he and her, after all, still come to this point?

The teacup in Luo Yao's hand turned into powder and drifted away.

He took the silk book and stood up.

"Okay."

He whispered, "I see." ”

Immediately, he turned around and walked away.

Qing Ling raised his eyes to look at his back, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if something had been ripped out of his body, and his blood became almost desperately cold in an instant.

The shadow of the sun, the flowing clouds, a touch of enchantment that cleanses away the vulgar dust.

Now, is it really going to be reduced to old memories and withdrawn from her life?

Since she was a child, Master seemed to have decided that she was a competitive person, and warned her again and again not to grow anger.

But ask yourself, is she serious, has she ever argued?

Is she willing to sit quietly like this, watching him step by step away from her and become a stranger?

The so-called letting go, fulfillment, and generosity, perhaps, just don't love enough!

Unconsciously, without even reacting, Qing Ling got up suddenly, caught up, and hugged Luo Yao violently.

"Little Seven ......"

Her face was pressed against his back, tears streaming down her face, "Don't go......"

Luo Yao's body stiffened, and he stared down at her hands stretched out from behind her and hugged her waist.

"Green Spirit ......"

He raised his hand to take hold of her wrists, trying to part, as if trying to break free from her confinement, "You ......"

Qing Ling felt his breakaway and hugged harder.

Luo Yao stopped moving, his voice trembling slightly, "You're not...... Do you want to be reconciled with me? ”

Qingling was in tears, a little incoherent, "But I don't want you to go, and I don't want you to marry Ajing......"

When the words came out, even I felt shameless and clumsy, and I was almost desperate with shame.

But he was partial, and he was reluctant to let go, and through the confusion of being drunk and waking up, people became ignorant.

At this moment, she just wants to have him completely!

Qing Ling let go of his hand, grabbed Luo Yao's shoulder hard, turned him towards him, his fingers caressed his graceful jaw along his neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips unexpectedly.

The bodies of the two seemed to be frozen.

In the next moment, Luo Yao suddenly leaned down and hugged Qing Ling tightly.

The bright danhua bloomed, and then it was sucked by two other warm and moist lip flaps, and the lips and tongue blended with a shuddering entanglement. Qing Ling sobered up a little, struggled and hesitated and wanted to escape, but was hugged by Luo Yao, and became more and more irresistible to attack the city and plunder the ground, tossing and turning inch by inch. She couldn't push him, and the fingers on his neck touched his burning skin, only to feel that even breathing and consciousness began to become confused.

No one can remember how the two ended up entangled and fell on the couch.

Luo Yao kissed Qing Ling, pulling her clothes away, his movements were tough and his breathing was sloppy. Qing Ling subconsciously reached out to block, but in the end he couldn't match his strength, in a panic, his eyes collided with his eyes, the bewildering golden halo, scorching, unpredictable, it seemed to have the heat of the scorching sun, and he was determined to melt her......

Qing Ling was frightened, tried his best to break free, and his palm desperately pressed against him, "Little Qi......"

Luo Yao knelt on her neck, suppressed his breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's useless for you to call me...... The last time I was kissed by you, I made up my mind that if I had another chance like that, I would never let go again! ”

It doesn't matter who she is in her heart......

It doesn't matter what she does to herself afterwards......

At this moment, he only knew that he would not let go no matter what!

Qing Ling bit his lip and was silent, and his arm slowly circled him, "I didn't say it...... I want you to let go ......"

Her cheeks were red and her voice trembled slightly, "I'm just, a little scared...... That's how you ......"

Such, bordering on madness.

It made her feel extremely strange, even frightened......

Luo Yao raised his head, and there was a touch of surprise in his expression that could not be concealed, mixed with many complex emotions, shame, surprise, doubt, and ecstasy......

He stretched out his hand to brush the tears on Qing Ling's face, and called her softly as if soothing: "Qing Ling......"

Qing Ling turned his head sideways and put his face into his palm, and the tears flowed more and more.

She remembered the scene she saw in the Leaf Palace that night, remembered the words he had said to Ah Jing, and remembered the rumors about the Jiuqiu Luo clan......

I can see it clearly in my heart, but people can't help but be stupid.

Could it be that because of being a woman, she is destined to be unable to get rid of her weak heart, knowing that there is an abyss in front of her, but as long as she moves her heart, she can jump down regardless of it?

She pressed her eyes and forced herself to stop thinking about it.

She just wanted him.

Yes, she only wants him.

His body temperature, his breath, everything about him......

Luo Yao leaned down and kissed away her tears while coaxing her softly.

His undressing action became gentle and restrained, and when Qing Ling felt that the legs of the two of them were entangled again, there was no turning back.

She clinged to his sturdy back, felt the fierce and frantic heartbeat under her palm, the chaotic burning breath in her ears, and forgot herself.

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The light of the sun is slightly dewed, and everything awakens.

However, the two people in the tent have long been unable to distinguish between day and night.

Qing Ling seemed to rise beyond the nine heavenly clouds, and fell down softly, prostrating all over his body.

She opened her eyes and met Luo Yao's shining golden eyes with a fiery smile, and couldn't help but feel ashamed and indignant, "What are you laughing at?" Don't laugh! ”

Luo Yao turned over, hugged her into his arms, put his lips on her neck, and said in a low voice, "Senior sister...... Always so domineering......"

Qing Ling felt the temperature of sweat between the skin of the two of them, and twisted his body a little uncomfortably, but was hugged tighter by Luo Yao.

"Don't move...... he leaned against her, his voice deep and hoarse.

Qing Ling snorted and didn't speak again.

Luo Yao realized something, and looked down at her inquiringly, "What's wrong?" What are you thinking? ”

Qing Ling suppressed the thoughts in his heart and teased casually: "I'm thinking...... Why didn't you suddenly appear as a demon and turn into a wolf beast? ”

Luo Yao was stunned, "It's not a matter of life and death, what are you doing with your demon body?" ”

Qing Ling was originally just joking, but he was slightly surprised when he heard the words, "Can you really show a demon body?" Aren't you just half a demon? ”

"Absolutely. Do you want to see it? ”

Luo Yao leaned into Qingling's ear, whispered something, and then propped up his head, looking at her with sparkling eyes, "If Senior Sister is willing to agree, I will show you." ”

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, then reacted, blushed and beat him, "Indecent!" Shameless! ”

Luo Yao laughed while hiding, "How can this be considered obscene?" The reproduction of all things, the harmony of yin and yang, is natural...... Besides, that silk painting, wasn't it originally my sister's? ”

Qing Ling pinched him for a while, suddenly remembered something, and snorted: "Don't always pretend to be sophisticated and calm. I've heard Slim say that you actually ......" whispered a few words in his ear and tilted his head, "No wonder you thought you were stupid, stupid ...... just now"

Luo Yao was not annoyed, he pressed Qing Ling under him, and reached out to caress the corners of her lips, "Really?" But just now, Senior Sister ...... I don't think so, do you? ”

With that, he leaned over and kissed her fiercely again.