Chen Yicong felt that Bai Ling was getting closer.

His cheeks were boiling hot, and he was short of breath for a while.

Chen Yicong involuntarily took two steps back, and with each step he took back, Bai Ling took a step further until he hit the chair behind him, and Chen Yicong sat down.

He heard Bai Ling's even breathing getting closer.

Chen Yicong smelled the faint fragrance on the girl's body and remembered her undried hair, only to realize that Bai Ling's bath today may have ulterior motives.

Chen Yicong turned his face away—even though they couldn't see each other's expressions clearly in the darkness, he still shyly dodged Bai Ling's latent gaze.

He felt Bai Ling's cold hand slowly cover his cheek, slowly turning his face to her side.

"No...... No, no, no......," Chen Yicong pushed Bai Ling's hand away, "...... Don't do that. ”

"What not?"

"Don't be ...... to me Do this kind of ...... to me" Chen Yicong was a little incoherent, he grabbed Bai Ling's hands tightly, "I don't want to be reluctant in this matter-"

Bai Ling lowered his head.

Chen Yicong felt the still damp hair fall on his shoulders.

His breath mingled with Bai Ling's.

Warm, quiet, fragrant breathing.

…… Long kisses.

Chen Yicong felt as if he was in the center of a storm, everything about him melted between Bai Ling's lips and teeth, he closed his eyes, and awkwardly obeyed Bai Ling's will in this quiet and cold night.

On the wooden chairs, the two hugged tightly without saying a word, only the chair under them made a slight "creaking" sound.

The edge of the world is gone, and so is the edge of the night.

In the distance, the waves of the water on the shore of Jian'an Lake fill the reef at night, and the boats moored on the water rise and fall with the undulation of the waves.

The dark whirlpool of the lake occasionally approached, stirring up a dripping echo.

From the wooden table to the bed, Chen Yicong's clothes were peeled off one by one, and they were discarded all the way at will, until Chen Yicong's close-fitting hedgehog armor, Bai Ling, could not be untied.

Bai Ling stopped his movements and waited for Chen Yicong to do it himself.

But Chen Yicong stopped, "We'...... We're really going to ......."

Bai Ling leaned on Chen Yicong's arm and did not answer.

"Bai Ling, I haven't married you yet...... Chen Yicong turned sideways and gently stroked Bai Ling's face, "Don't you mind?" ”

Chen Yicong waited for a while, but Bai Ling still didn't say anything—she just lay there, gently brushing Chen Yicong's hair.

This silence made Chen Yicong suddenly a little stunned.

"Am I talking too much?"

In the darkness, he heard Bai Ling laugh.

So Chen Yicong took a deep breath, he turned over and sat up, skillfully opened the hidden buckles on both sides, and then threw the hedgehog armor aside.

Xiangshu soft pillow, beauty in his arms, Chen Yicong buried his face in Bai Ling's ear, some things seem to really don't need to be taught, he already knows what to do......

Bai Ling suddenly spoke softly, "It seems that the emperor really likes me." ”

Chen Yicong didn't notice anything wrong.

Bai Ling's right hand slowly reached under the pillow.

“…… Probably, no matter what I ask the emperor now, the emperor will agree. ”

"What do you want...... I'll give you ......."

Bai Ling breathed a sigh of relief, her left hand wrapped around Chen Yicong's neck, pressed him in her arms, Bai Ling gently stroked Chen Yicong's head, and whispered in his ear, "...... Then, give me your life. ”

Chen Yicong was stunned for a moment.

Before he could figure out what Bai Ling's words meant, he heard a dull sound, and an unfamiliar pain came from his left shoulder.

Half of the sharp Merriam-Webster knife had already sunk into his left shoulder.

Bai Ling held the hilt of the knife and pulled out the dagger before Chen Yicong could react.

Blood splattered, leaving a tense line on the curtain.

Chen Yicong let out a miserable scream.

Before the second knife was about to fall, Chen Yicong finally realized the danger, and he almost instinctively blocked Bai Ling's hand - there was no difficulty in this, Bai Ling's strength was not great in the first place, and in the gap between survival, Chen Yicong relied on his right hand alone to clasp Bai Ling's wrists.

The falling knives tumbled to the ground with the soft sound of metal impact.

"Someone!"

Chen Yicong finally understood what happened tonight, and the sharp pain really came at this time. His teeth trembled, and hot blood dripped down his neck socket, smashing little by little on Bai Ling's cheeks.

A strong smell of blood came.

Zhao Qi, who had been keeping vigil outside the house, heard the fierce noise inside, and heard the emperor's angry shout of "coming", and hurriedly ran in with a candlelight.

The candle flame was dim, but it was enough to illuminate the world.

"Emperor-" Before Zhao Qi could salute, he was frightened by the scene in front of him.

Chen Yicong's white middle coat had been dyed red for the most part, and he suppressed Bai Ling, and on the ground not far away, a bloody dagger lay quietly on the ground......

“…… Why? Chen Yicong's tears welled up, "Bai Ling...... What are you doing? ”

Bai Ling stared at Chen Yicong's eyes expressionlessly.

"I'm teaching you one last lesson, Your Majesty." She said lightly, "I'm teaching you, what is 'the way of heaven is good'." ”

"Shut up!" Chen Yicong scolded sharply, "I believe in you so much...... I'm willing to give you my whole heart—"

Bai Ling let out a series of sneers.

"...... heart?"

Bai Ling struggled hard, her face clearly written with disdain, contempt and viciousness, and in her gaze, there was an irrepressible anger - this was a face that made Chen Yicong feel unfamiliar.

"Only your heart is the heart, and someone else's is not the heart!

"In order to satisfy your own life, do you have to turn the lives of everyone else into ruins!"

Bai Ling's voice bordered on hysteria.

"Chen Yicong! You make me feel disgusting! ”

Chen Yicong looked at Bai Ling's eyes in a daze.

It's hatred, indifference...... And undisguised disgust.

"You—How dare you ......"

Chen Yicong's left cheek twitched slightly, and unprecedented disappointment and anger rushed to his heart.

"Don't forget......" He stared at Bai Ling in front of him with red eyes, "Bai Shijun and Bai Yi just left the city today-"

"If Bai Yi knew...... His life is being threatened by you as a bargaining chip, and he will kill himself before it is your turn to do so!

"Why, you know?" Bai Ling sneered, "Of course you don't understand, you'll never understand!"

"Where is Chen Yicong, who shot Jiaolong in Yinfeng Garden for a little girl!?

"Now that you have ascended the throne, have you forgotten all those pasts!"

Chen Yicong raised his head, in this small room, after such a long time, there was only one Zhao Qi standing there trembling with a candle.

He finally remembered that it wasn't long ago that he had removed all the guards in the courtyard of Bailing himself.

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