The midday sun was abundant, pouring into the room, casting a golden glow. The magpie outside the window stood on the branch and chirped happily, as if to convey some good news.

In the study, Jing Rong sat on a bench, holding a wine jug in his hand, drinking sullenly. The smell of alcohol is strong, and the spicy pungency that flows from the stomach to the top of the head when you drink it into your stomach.

"Mucheph! Jing Han! Are you sorry for me? ”

Thinking of all the past, Jing Rong's heart seemed to fall to the ground, scattered.

The first thing Mu Xuefu asked him for was the plum blossoms of King Rong's mansion.

When he opened his mouth to ask King Rong for a few, King Rong only asked him if his princess's name was Xuefu.

That time in the Dark Fragrance Garden, Mu Xuefu was attacked by poisonous snakes, and it was King Rong who saved her.

After Princess Rong's death, they came to the palace to pay respects, and he found her in Merlin in King Rong's mansion.

All kinds, all sorts, it turns out that they have long been inextricably linked, but he has always been in them.

What is their relationship? Is it a couple? So what is it? What is his contribution?

Drink glass by glass, he wants to get himself drunk, he doesn't have to think about anything. But this wine seems to be a decanting soup, making him more sober the more he drinks.

"Lord, the princess has returned to the house, and asked the princess if she has returned, saying that she will prepare lunch for you to eat in a while."

I don't know how many glasses I drank, Jing Rong finally got a little drunk, but when he heard Zhou Cheng's report, he immediately dissipated all his drunkenness.

"Okay, this king knows."

Jing Rong drank another glass, leaned back on the bench lazily, and laughed for a long time.

After a long time, he collected all his emotions and walked slowly to Mu Xuefu.

It's just that when I got there and saw Mu Xuefu sitting still, my heart hurt like a drill needle.

The person is back, is she still thinking about Jing Han?

Mu Xuefu heard the footsteps, and turned back to meet Jingrong's eyes. Fiercely, she frowned slightly, and said secretly in her heart: Why is there something wrong with Jingrong's expression today.

"Done? Then come in and eat with your hands clean. Muchev stood up and walked over to him. It's just that as soon as he got closer, he suddenly smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, choked his nose, and said, "Why are you drinking?" ”

Jing Rong said lightly: "I went to the tavern with my colleagues to talk about things, and I drank some wine." ”

He turned his face away, his movements were a little detached, Mu Xuefu didn't care because he had something on his mind, and just pulled him to eat together.

Two people with their own hearts dined together, and neither of them spoke, not at all like the usual way of talking and laughing. Even Qingzhuo and the others felt strange, but the two parties didn't notice it, just eating the rice in their bowls with their heads bored.

"Don't work too hard, drinking too much is not good for your health." After a meal, Mu Xuefu dissipated what she said to Jing Han and spoke to Jing Rong as usual.

Jing Rong didn't answer her words, and reached out to caress her reddish eyes, where there were still traces of crying. These eyes wept for themselves a few times, and he could count them. But today, these eyes are not crying for themselves.

"Have you ever cried?" Jing Rong looked at her gently, and there was an indescribable pain in his heart. He impulsively wanted to ask her what her relationship was with Jing Han, but he was too cowardly to dare. Afraid of hearing from her what he didn't want to hear, afraid that she would take advantage of this to leave him.

Mu Xuefu had a weak heart, put aside her face, and denied: "How can there be? What are you crying for no reason? ”

Suddenly, Jing Rong hugged her into his arms with one hand, "Fu'er, do you love me?" Answer me, do you love me? At least for now. His dark eyes looked at Mu Xuefu's eyes, so eager and expectant, that the hand around her couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He cares about her, he cares about her too much, and he can tolerate everything she cares about, as long as she is no longer entangled with Jing Han, he can not pursue it.

"I" Mu Xuefu's heart froze, and her face was reflected in those affectionate eyes, but that face was panicked because of the problem of Jing Rong. Does she love him? The word love was too big, and she didn't dare to use it, for fear of tarnishing it.

Her hesitation was like a sharp sword stabbing directly at him, and Jing Rong suddenly didn't want to hear this answer. One picked her up, threw her to the bed, and without saying anything, he just stripped her naked.

Mu Xuefu was made as if she was in a cloud and fog by this sudden change, and she didn't wake up until she pressed on her body.

"No, Jingrong, it's daytime." Muschef struggled a few times, trying to push him away, but he tied his hands with a belt to the head of the bed. Although they didn't share time before, she didn't like the feeling of being forced like this.

The madness in Jingrong's eyes was like a beast, "Fu'er I want you, I want you, I only want you in this life, I only want you." ”

His heart is broken, and it hurts to death, and since his heart hurts, he wants her to hurt too.

"Fu'er, I love you, whether you love me or not, I love you." Jingrong seemed to have lost his mind, and galloped madly on Mu Xuefu's body, he loved her so much, how could she betray. If it hurts, everyone hurts, and no one should let anyone go.

The upper teeth were pressed against the lower lip, the pain, the pain one after the other, not the slightest pleasure, no foreplay or foreshadowing, just pain. Mu Xuefu wanted to be angry, but his words, as if suppressed emotions, extinguished the fire.

With a single force, she finally broke free from the strap tied to the head of the bed, only this time she did not resist, but hooked his neck and whispered, "Jingrong, I want you too." ”

Jing Rong froze, stroked her face, and said softly: "Then did you ever have me in your heart?" ”

"Of course I have you in my heart. Yuchen, I said that I only have you in my heart. ”

"Really? Lie not to me? Jing Rong's eyes flashed with crystal, and for a while he denied everything he had seen before, and his movements slowed down. His forehead rested on Mushef's forehead, "Haven't there been any other men?" ”

"There's no one else but you." Maybe it's because of his imminent departure that he doesn't feel safe, so he's like this. Mu Xuefu kissed his lips and said vaguely: "Yuchen, I really like you so much." ”

One sentence made Jing Rong very happy, at this moment he left the scene he saw behind him and only wanted her.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Xuefu sank in heat waves again and again, and finally fell asleep due to physical exhaustion. I don't know how long it took for Jing Rong to finally stop and fall beside her.

The charming fell asleep deeply, but the scenery rose with clothes. Looking at Mu Xuefu who was asleep, his narrow and narrow blue light like a ghost fox was uncertain. In the depths of her eyes, a few foxes quietly crossed and lingered on her flat lower abdomen.

The eyes turned faintly, and unexpectedly, a misty light smoke passed in front of him, his gaze was stagnant, and the pupils of his half-squinted eyes constricted. suddenly remembered the past, as long as he stayed overnight, Bai Yi would inevitably change his incense. Especially just now, halfway through, she had to ask Bai Yi to come in and light incense, saying that she was not used to smelling incense. Is this kind of behavior deliberate? Or was it unintentional?

Seeing that the person on the bed was not half awake, Jing Rong poured out the unburned spices from the incense burner on the silk, and then wrapped it and left the bedroom.

Back in his study, he took out the broken strand of hair from a brocade box. With his eyes closed, his slender fingers rubbed back and forth over his hair, feeling the touch of his hair as if he were tasting tea.

"Lord Wang, Doctor Zhao has arrived." A voice came from Zhou Cheng outside.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Jing Rong's expression was cold, and his face was covered with a layer of gloomy coldness, he put his hair on the table, his fingers were still sliding on his hair, and said coldly: "Let him in." ”

When Zhao Yi came in, he pointed to the spices on the desk, and said, "What's wrong with you showing this spice to this king?" ”

Zhao Yi saw that his expression was wrong, and he didn't dare to ask more, so he twisted a little incense with his fingers, sniffed it carefully, and he could tell the difference.

Jing Rong raised his eyelids to look at him and asked, "How?" ”

Zhao Yi frowned, hesitated, and said: "This incense is a night incense, and lighting it at night can help you sleep peacefully." It's just"

"Just what?" Jing Rong's fingers slowly clenched into fists.

Zhao Yi's gaze fell on his fist, "There is contraception in it." ”

Jingrong's face turned pale, and his body shook slightly, like autumn leaves, declining and gloomy. There was a slight crack in his cold countenance, thin and bitter, "Are you sure?" ”

Zhao Yi said truthfully: "Sure, this contraceptive thing is specially developed and is not easy to detect, but its work is exquisite, even if it is used for a long time, it will not hurt the body." ”

"Okay, you go down." Jing Rong's voice was low, like a lone wolf walking alone in the desert, and there was infinite pain and sorrow in his gloomy eyes.

After Zhao Yi left, Jing Rong sat alone in the room, motionless, his bright eyes were as dark as after a meteor, the dark and lightless night sky, there was no trace of emotional fluctuations, such as falling into stagnant water.

Bursts of low laughter spilled out of his chest, his shoulders trembled, and he supported his forehead with his hands, laughing arbitrarily and openly.

After a long time, the laughter gradually stopped, and the gaze from the fingertips was as cold as ice, as cold as the withered remnants of the lotus on the hibiscus pond, "Fu'er, why are you doing this?" Is it for Jing Han? That's why I don't want to conceive my child. ”

He gave all his heart to her, why did he get such a return?

Walking into the room step by step, Jing Rong's feet were heavy, as if he had been injected with heavy lead. The door was open, and he stood in the doorway, staring deeply at his wife, who was sitting in front of the chessboard, thinking about it.

His wife has a face that is extremely beautiful, like a goddess of Wushan, magnificent and beautiful, captivating the country and the city. A pair of soul-grabbing eyes, a casual glance, can make people's hearts pound and lose their souls. He is a mortal, and he is not immune to vulgarity, and he can't help but fall into it.

Beauty is a woman's best weapon, he has to admit.

But under this stunning appearance, what kind of heart is hidden, he really can't understand it more and more.

When he raised his eyes, his eyes were bright, and his starry eyes were slightly angry, "What are you doing standing at the door, and you don't come in?" Muchev was nowhere to be seen, bored, and began to play chess by himself. It's just that when I wake up, I don't see anyone around me, and I will inevitably feel lost.

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