"Niangniang......" a strange swallowing sound came from Nian Jiuling's throat.

"You know what? Originally, I hated you very much, but then I met again in the palace, and after all kinds of ...... I find that you are rooted in my heart. Do you love me? ”

"...... I don't deserve ......"

"Shh......h There is no mother here, only Leng Yue......" Leng Yue immediately blocked his words with a kiss, and his eyes began to drift, why, isn't this what he wants? Still, just a kiss was not enough, so he still didn't feel Leng Yue's love for him.

Leng Yue began to tug at his collar, Ah Jiu, if you love me, let go of yourself and don't mind your body, because love is not based on sex.

"No ......" When Leng Yue kissed herself lightly, Nian Jiuling said this word again, she was very angry, didn't he like her? Why don't you want to kiss her? Still want to ostracize her?

Leng Yue angrily ripped open his collar and caressed his delicate skin like warm jade, no, why is his skin so cold today? It's so warm in the past.

"No...... No-" Nian Jiuling suddenly pushed Leng Yue away and curled up at the foot of the bed.

He didn't put away the collar that was pulled open by Leng Yue, but let his shirt open like that, one collar slipped down his arm, revealing his glowing yellow agar-skin, his long loose hair draped over his body, and black hair covering the bare half of his body. The powder on his chest loomed in his black hair, glowing like tears. No, that's tears, Leng Yue was stunned to find that on the strand of black hair, a drop of tears was slipping down, and the tears rolled down his skin and passed over his chest.

"Ah Jiu......" Leng Yue heartily stroked the pearls that kept falling from the corners of his eyes, but he lowered his face sideways and covered his face with a head full of black hair.

"Niangniang......" Nian Jiuling held her hand, and her tone was as light as before, but she couldn't hide the thick desolation and bitterness, "I...... I can't serve you......" He put Leng Yue's hand into his curled lower body......

Leng Yue slowly tightened her hand painfully, wrapping the softness in her palm, tears dripping because of his tears.

"Isn't there an antidote......

"If I really become a man again...... Will my mother grow old with me and read books! Net leaderboards? Nian Jiuling had no confidence in asking.

Leng Yue was dumbfounded, she didn't know that it was precisely because of the special physique of the ninth year old that Fang Qingzhuo would allow him to stay by her side. If he reverts to becoming a man, then Fang Qingzhuo will definitely force him to choose one of the two, who should he choose then? Who should she choose for someone who is also so affectionate to herself that she can throw away her life?

"I don't want to be merciful, I don't have to be like this, I have no regrets in my life, because you and I have found the meaning of life." His voice was soft, soft......

"I ......" Leng Yue wanted to say that she didn't pity him, but was she really not......

Nian Jiuling got up, got dressed, and said, "Niangniang, I'll take you to a place, don't talk after you go, and then think about it, I can wait, for as many years, I'll wait for you to make a decision." ”

Leng Yue watched Nian Jiuling get dressed, she didn't know that she had his clothes in her closet. It's not hard to explain when you think about it, they used to often "live together" together.

Nian Jiuling picked up the cold moon, they flew on the roof, how romantic and comfortable it would be if it didn't rain. However, Nian Jiuling's face was quite solemn, what was he thinking at the moment? What is the determination and sorrow in the eyes?

After a stick of incense, they came to a strange mansion, Nian Jiuling sighed and put down Leng Yue, pulled her to the window, and poked open the window paper to signal Leng Yue to look inside.

Looking through the little hole in the window...... Leng Yue saw Fang Qingzhuo...... He Chi. Shirtless, with scars all over his back. Knife wounds, arrow wounds, whip marks...... Except for the wrists and face, it is simply incomplete...... I wonder if that's the same with the skin that the pants cover.

Leng Yue was shocked and heartbroken, she knew Fang Qingzhuo's body very well, except for some short old injuries, there were no such terrifying scars at all.

He...... It seems painful, yes! The most feared thing for an injured person is the rain, and the heavy humidity will make him feel pain all over his body......

Suddenly, Fang Qingzhuo seemed to have discovered something, turned around, and there was a new wound on his chest near his heart, what caused it? The wound was so hideously torn that it was even dripping with blood......

"Ah......h

"Who?" Fang Qingzhuo got up and walked out through the window, but was surprised to see Leng Yue covering her mouth tightly, with tears on her face.

"You...... What are you doing here? Fang Qingzhuo returned to the house in a panic and put on a shirt randomly.

Leng Yue grabbed his hand, pulled off his clothes, and asked in a trembling voice, "What's going on?" ”

Fang Qingzhuo smiled faintly: "A little injury, it's fine." ”

While investigating the mysterious merchant, he was ambushed and hit by an enemy's arrow. The arrow had barbs on it, and he had taken it alive to unveil the woman. Nian Jiuling spoke calmly, but it set off huge waves in Leng Yue's ears.

"The big and small scars on his body are all for you, he is a good man, the man you love......" Nian Jiuling's expression was a little painful, and this kind of feeling of pushing the beloved woman into the arms of others was a hundred times sadder than death.

"Qingzhuo...... You have suffered......" Leng Yue trembled and stroked every scar on his body.

Fang Qingzhuo hugged Leng Yue tightly: "It's not bitter, as long as it is what you want, I will bring it for you." I'm not bitter ......."

Leng Yue hugged Fang Qingzhuo and cried, she thought that the person who hurt herself the most was Fang Qingzhuo, and the person who hurt herself the most was Nian Jiuling, but now Fang Qingzhuo's dedication to her was no less than that of Nian Jiuling, her heart was in turmoil again, who did she choose? Who should I choose? But no matter who you choose, you will lose the other, what should you do?

Leng Yue suddenly pushed Fang Qingzhuo away, took a few steps back, looked at the two men with horror on his face, and then turned around and rushed into the rain...... At this time, she was very messy, there was a fire burning her in her heart, she was uncomfortable, she wanted to cry, but she couldn't cry.

I want to laugh, but my heart is full of sadness.

"Niangniang, don't get drenched in the rain......" Nian Jiuling hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to pull back the cold moon.

But Nian Jiuling found that he couldn't pull her, and her sad gaze struck him like a bolt of lightning and stood on the spot.

Fang Qingzhuo stepped forward and carried Leng Yue back to the house, pulled the quilt and wrapped her firmly. When he tried to dry Leng Yue's hair, he found that she had fainted.

"Nian Jiuling, come and see, she fainted." Fang Qingzhuo shouted in panic.

Nian Jiuling hurriedly ran over, putting her fingers on Leng Yue's veins...... "Her breath is disordered, as if she has gone mad." ”

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