Rong Ruo's only little sleepy eyes were stirred by this sentence, and people were awake in an instant and couldn't be awake anymore.

In the cold winter, the sun goes down early in the winter when the sun is not too warm, and the night begins.

There was no light in the room, just a dim light, Rong Ruo couldn't see Mu Beichen's face clearly, only a vague outline, which was also cold and hard, and the arc began to outline a little upward from the jaw, until it was on the pair of eyes that were covered with snow all year round and had no temperature, cold, bright, and unfathomable.

"You have something to say to me?" Rong Ruoke didn't think that Mu Beichen really came to drug her, this man was full of conspiracy even a look.

Mu Beichen's right hand was raised, and he waved it slightly, and the wide sleeves brought a gust of breeze, rippling black waves, and the room lit up.

The sudden light made Rong Ruo's eyes close with a slight discomfort, and he listened to the voice in his ear that was as light as autumn water: "Have you gone to Moliuhua?" ”

Rong Ruo rubbed his eyebrows with his index finger, the dizziness in his head was much better, and the heat had subsided, but he was still a little weak, his limbs were pantothenic, and he was even more lazy to move, so he simply leaned on the bed, closed his eyes and nodded: "You have a good housekeeper." "Ouyang Xiyue's little trick can still be played with on an ignorant girl, how could Rong Ruo not see through it, but he is under the roof and doesn't want to cause more trouble.

"If you buy a painting, you can faint, and you will be more and more productive." Mu Beichen's cool voice carried a thick sarcasm.

Rong Ruo put down his hand, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked over with burning eyes: "If the prince is bored to entertain me, please go out and turn left." "The popularity of the sick person is great, she not only has a headache, but also a backache, a back pain, and a buttocks ache, how can she have the leisure to go back and forth with Mu Beichen as usual, and fight on the tip of your tongue.

Mu Beichen looked back with cold eyes for a long time, suddenly his body moved, and he stood up from the chair, Rong Ruo thought he was leaving, he snorted lightly and lay down a little, turned his back to him, and planned to simply sleep again, and eat it later with dinner and supper.

After waiting for a long time, Rong Ruo didn't hear the sound of the door opening, thinking about Mu Beichen jumping out of the window? Thinking about it, his body turned back directly one step faster, and exclaimed in fright: "Ah! Why haven't you left yet? ”

Mu Beichen's handsome face was cold, and when she looked at Rong Ruoshi with a dull expression, she only made her feel that she was just a plate of mediocre dishes on the table in Mu Beichen's eyes, "Lie on your stomach and take off your clothes." ”

The corners of Rong Ruo's eyes twitched violently, is it so direct?

Mu Beichen seemed to have endured enough Rong Ruo's grinding and chirping, so he simply bent down and grabbed one of Rong Ruo's arms with both hands, and fell off like turning over rice, Rong Ruo's nose and mouth were suddenly buried in the futon, and she was still dizzy, she just now inexplicably had the illusion of being played by Mu Beichen as an acrobat.

Before Rong Ruo could think about it, she felt a chill on her back, felt her skin tremble at her fingertips, and involuntarily pulled the quilt under her body, and said inhumanely: "If the prince wants to see it, just say it, show it to you, why bother so much." ”

"Shut up." Mu Beichen coldly threw away two words, Rong Ruo planned to tease a few more sentences, in the end, he had never seen any scenes of this old ghost after a thousand years, but he just showed his back, and she wore it with an open back, this little scene, she would not be as shy as those little girls in the capital, but consciously had the upper hand, and was ready to teach this dead man a lesson with a bang.

However, Rong Ruo's plan died before he could speak, and Mu Beichen didn't know what ointment to use, as soon as it was applied to the skin, it was sour and refreshing - hot and hot like being roasted, and it stinged like thousands of ants gnawing her flesh, coupled with the unhindered presumptuous running of slightly cool fingers on her skin, Rong Ruo was going crazy-

Nima, I'm afraid you didn't mean to torture me, Lao Tzu believed you...... Evil!

Rong Ruo wouldn't cry out in pain, but her body would have a subconscious reaction, struggling or writhing, but she told Mu Beichen to snort coldly: "Don't move." ”

"Your sister!" Rong Ruo grabbed the quilt with her fingers, propped up her head and twisted back awkwardly: "Mu Beichen, are you necessary, what kind of grudge do I have with you." "To make him torture himself like this.

Mu Beichen's eyebrows didn't move, he didn't look at her, he continued to move his fingers, elegantly not like medicine, but like playing the piano, his eyelids converged and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes, and his thin lips said lightly: "Sun Jingyu is dead." ”

"Huh?" Rong Ruo was taken aback, thinking that she had heard it wrong, she blinked her eyes and looked at Mu Beichen if she was joking with herself, but her usual cold face did not even have the slightest emotion, and she thought that Mu Beichen was not a person who could joke, so what did she hear?

"Sun Jingyu is dead? Why? Rong Ruo forgot that Mu Beichen was still giving her medicine, so she was about to sit up, such an action pulled the injury on her back, gasped her in pain, tears squeezed uncontrollably into the corners of her eyes, she closed her eyes and raised her head to take two big deep breaths, and when she opened them again, her eyes were still pure and bright, where was there still half a point of water. Dancing God eBook

Mu Beichen finished wiping the last bit of ointment, put the jar next to him, took a clean cloth to wipe his hands, his black eyes were as black as ink, and a cluster of bright light under his eyes was as fleeting as a meteor, "Why endure?" ”

"Huh?" Rong Ruo lay on the bed again, with a pillow on his side face, his bare back was exposed in front of him so frankly, and the candle flame flickered lightly and pulled up a shy blur, but the owner of the back was extremely calm, as if the back was not his own at all.

Mu Beichen's eyes looked at Rong Ruo's scarred place with deep eyes, his satin-like smooth and white skin was mottled and broken by the whip, like a fine porcelain being shattered, compared to the intact skin, that place was even more shocking, "You were in a lot of pain just now, why didn't you shout out." ”

Laughing, crying, these physiological emotions will be produced even if they are newborn babies, people are not plants and trees, so they have seven emotions and six desires, perceive the outside world, and choose the conditions for survival and need.

Rong Ruowan smiled, this smile was like a spring breeze suddenly coming, blowing the sacrament of the first flower blooming, making the whole room bright, "Isn't it the same for the prince, it's better to ask me than to ask yourself." ”

is different from Mu Beichen, no matter whether she is happy, bad, complacent, or defeated, Rong Ruo will still have an emotional side, but many times she uses a smile to cover up her true emotions and distance herself from others, while Mu Beichen is much simpler, and her face is expressionless.

Rong Ruo thought, if Mu Beichen was not the king of Zhaojing, his martial arts were strong, and he had countless secret guards, with his expression of dragging the dead and not paying for his life, I was afraid that he would have been beaten seventeen or eighteen times.

Mu Beichen looked at Rong Ruo deeply for a while, then turned around and walked to the window, the light of the candle stretched his figure very long, and the black shadow on the ground looked strange and weird.

Rong Ruo's chin rested on the back of her hand, her face rested on her arm, and from her point of view, Mu Beichen's back was tall and long, much like the birch tree she had seen in the north, as if she had pulled out a pole and went straight into the sky.

The transparent window paper was illuminated by the candle flame of the red lantern hanging outside, and the glow of orange-red and orange-red sprinkled on his face, rendering his cold face with a ghostly allure.

"Because you are lonely and lonely, longing for acceptance and rejection and integration." The black eyes looked straight over, with a penetrating shock, and looked into Rong Ruo's heart, "Rong Ruo, is there anything you want in this world, but you can't ask for it." ”

For a moment, Rong Ruo's heart trembled, like a snow-capped mountain that had been coiled for thousands of years, revealing the omen of an avalanche, and the millennium she had crossed was pressed heavily by Mu Beichen's fluttering words on the title page of the book that was no longer opened.

Rong Ruo's eyelids are slightly constricted, the long eyelashes cover the surging emotions in the eyes, and when he looks up again, his eyes have calmed, and thousands of waves are hidden in the depths of his heart: "The so-called desire, what is the desire of the cloud, the Buddha said that there are five desires and six dusts, and the Taoist must be far away when he sees his desires." Rong Ruo raised a frown: "Tonight is not spring flowers and autumn moon, does the prince want to have a zen with me." ”

Separated by a room distance, Rong Ruo is at this end, Mu Beichen is at the other end, two pairs of eyes meet in the air, one pair is clear and indifferent, quiet and deep, and the other pair is clear and transparent, distant and guarded.

However, some subtle emotions change invisibly, bit by bit, every wisp, whether it is to weave themselves unbreakable, or to drip through the stone, which day will open up the world and create another sea and sky.

Rong Ruo looked at the man by the window with a smile, his pale face was a meager layer of crimson because of the halo of the red lantern, and it was even more beautiful, and there was a little unspeakable bewitchment.

The two of them are always tempted to get closer, and then they are pushed away by their respective strong fortresses, and the next time they get closer, they will be erected in the middle by an impregnable wall, and they will be separated into two separate worlds.

Rong Ruo once accidentally leaked her thoughts once, and the word 'cheap' was like a sharp knife poking her into a lot of holes, and even she didn't notice that she actually liked him, when she wasn't ready for anything.

Thinking about it now, maybe Rong Ruo is still grateful to Mu Beichen for his mean words at the beginning, which saved her whole person from that confused state-

She came to this world, she didn't know the world, she didn't know where she came from, she didn't know where she went, how dare she like someone before she found herself.

Mu Beichen walked out of this silent confrontation first, the dark wide sleeves with silver edges were blown by the wind that slipped in through the gap in the window, and his robe rolled, as if he was going to ride the wind, but under the black silhouette around him, a faint loneliness was engraved on his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Rong Ruo thought of that back in a trance, and was just about to merge with Mu Beichen in front of him, his eyes flickered, Mu Beichen left the window, and his snow-covered face was still the noble and cold he had at the beginning, as if it was all Rong Ruo's illusion.

"Last night, Sun Jingyu died in her room, and she died peacefully." Mu Beichen sat down in front of the chair placed in the center of the room like a cloud, and resumed the topic before he was interrupted.