The bleeding stopped, but he didn't mean to distance himself from her, and still maintained the position that seemed to encircle her entirely. The lanterns outside the window are faintly bright, reflecting the shadows of the two people, and the light and shadow are ambiguous and difficult to see - it is just a shadow.

The dagger that had just slashed through her neck was still not far from his hand.

The title pool was still tied, only a pair of eyes were amazingly bright, he looked at Ning Xun without blinking, pretended to be proud, and whispered to him: "Dong-Gong." ”

His back was already dripping with cold sweat.

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"Heart-Grabbing": Brother competition in the early stage + male protagonist in the later stage of love brain is crazy for love

Lu Heng died when she was twelve years old.

Cui Zhiyao has made a marriage contract with Lu Heng, the son of the Lu family, since she was a child, and the two parents have frequent contacts, and she has been taken by the Lu family's twin sons since she was a child, and the three of them grew up together.

Although the twins of the Lu family look exactly the same, they are easy to recognize - the elder brother Lu Heng is steady and gentlemanly, but the younger brother Lu Zhao is a bastard.

Lu Heng taught her to read and write, and Lu Zhao pondered how to abduct her from Lu Heng and take her out to play.

Until the Lu family was convicted and Lu Heng died, Lu Zhao was exiled for three thousand miles along with the rest of the Lu family.

Five years later, the Lu family's unjust case was rehabilitated, and the Chengenhou Mansion in the past was full of people again.

Only her Ah Heng can't come back.

* On the day Lu Zhao returned to Beijing, among the congratulatory crowd in the mansion, he didn't see the one he wanted to see the most.

sent someone to ask, only to find out that the Cui family chose a son-in-law, and Cui Zhiyao was enjoying the willows on the embankment with her favorite husband.

* When Lu Zhao rushed to the horse, he saw her smiling and taking the hand that the man handed to her.

Thousands of days and nights of eclipse thoughts suddenly burst the embankment, driving people crazy.

He grabbed her wrist, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, but his words were soft: "I came back from nine deaths, why didn't you come to see me?" ”

After five years, there has been a lot of tempering here, and the young man has faded away early, like a different person.

Zhiyao looked at him, but he was thinking, it turned out that Ah Heng was like this when he grew up.

* Lu Zhao once forced her to ask why she couldn't be him if she just wanted to choose a husband who could live well with her.

Zhiyao looked at the identical face, thinking that only by being with him would it be like betraying Ah Heng.

Lu Zhao couldn't see her like this, and hugged her fiercely, as if he wanted to embed her in his bones and blood, and his voice was low but seemed to be pleading: "If you like it, I can learn from him and how he treats you." Stay, okay? ”

* He had a heart-to-heart with the dead, who was the moon before the snow on her mountain, and he was doomed from the beginning.

* Why don't you look at me more?

【Early Small Theater】

My Lady stayed with Lu Heng every day, one "Brother Ah Heng", Lu Zhao heard it with itchy teeth, and finally thought of a way this day - he could skip school and take Auntie out to play, Lu Heng wouldn't.

He escaped for an unknown number of times, until one day he took my fair lady to the suburbs of Beijing to ride a horse, and the little girl accidentally broke her leg by a branch. He was anxious to see her injury, but the little girl protected her legs and didn't allow him to look at her, but when she went home and saw Lu Heng, she followed him into the house with tears in her eyes to take medicine.

In the house, Lu Heng bandaged her and deliberately asked her: "Why don't you let Ah Zhao take medicine and let me come?" ”

She had a very nasal voice, as if she was very concerned: "The injury is not good-looking." Brother Ah Heng won't dislike my aunt, what should I do if Lu Zhao is scared away? ”

Lu Heng's gaze sank in an instant. After a long time, he squatted beside her lap and looked at her, and his voice was gentle as if to seduce: "It hurts so much, I won't go out with him in the future, okay?" ”

Zhiyao shook his head, and for no reason, he buried his head in it.

On the second day, Lu Heng went to Cui's mansion.

A few days later, Zhiyao's injury was healed, and Lu Zhao was wandering in the school and thinking about where to make amends for her, when he saw Mr. walking in with the little girl, saying that she would also study here in the future.

The little girl of the Cui family attracted all eyes as soon as she entered the door.

Lu Zhao also looked at her like everyone else, watching her gaze at Lu Heng with excitement.

He was so young that he didn't understand why his heart was swollen.

How many times did he dream back in the middle of the night, and all he had to do was ask her to look at him like that.

Chapter 22

◎ So her glance became a hook deliberately hooked in his gaze. ◎

"I'm going to the East Palace to dance."

She was too nervous to realize that her lips brushed over his pinna as she whispered to him in her ear.

The hand on her shoulder suddenly weighed two points.

She couldn't guess what his reaction would be, so she simply lowered her eyes to look at the silk handkerchief tied around her neck, avoiding Ning Xun's gaze.

He let go.

Ning Xun stood up straight, raised his hand and rubbed his ears, and suddenly chuckled meaninglessly: "East Palace? ”

My father did say in front of everyone a few days ago that the East Palace would take the lead in setting up a banquet for a few of their juniors.

He had been wondering which family she had prepared for, but he didn't think it would end up on his head.

If so, there is no need to rush to find a result from her. Whether Huguo Temple deliberately appeared or not, and whether the death of Senator Lin of the Moon Snatching Fang was related to her, they were not in a hurry to get an answer immediately.

After all, there are still days to come.

Everyone has sent it to him, how can he not accept it?

An open gun under your nose is easier to dodge than a hidden arrow.

Ning Xun gently pinched her chin, lifted her face, and took a closer look.

Really good color. Such a face, sent to anyone's house, I'm afraid no one can refuse.

He looked at her from top to bottom, and there was no light in the room, only the faint light of the lanterns outside, which was dim and difficult to see. He wanted to see her face clearly, so he inevitably moved closer.

Light and shadow seemed to flow down from half of his mask and drip into her eyes.

Zhichi subconsciously held his breath and heard him ask her jokingly: "That place is a death row, it's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out alive." Those people, can you handle it? ”

His fingertips were slightly cold, and he clasped her chin very lightly, but he didn't allow her to lower her head.

She just took the opportunity to keep an eye on his reaction, and said slowly, "It's easier to deal with than you." ”

He laughed, let go of her jaw, noticing his looseness, and he relaxed a little and took a deep breath.

He was right, it was really hard to get out alive in front of him.

After relieving himself, he sniffed as if he remembered something, confirmed that the bloody qi on his body was still thick, and looked up at him: "Have you treated your injuries?" ”

It's not anything else, if she strayed into him at this time in her life, delayed him to bandage his wounds, and then delayed the time for the night banquet in the East Palace, then everything would be messed up in the future.

She was too worried about her feelings, Ning Xun glanced at her, and said indifferently: "I'm not injured." ”

Rank Chi frowned, "But I can clearly smell ......"

Ning Xun took a step back, and the flint hit the lamp and candle. The sudden light made her squint, but she still saw the blood splashed in front of him.

"Before you woke up, there were two dead here, and you haven't had time to deal with them yet."

"Looking for revenge? She struggled with her hands tied behind her back, "What about me?" What kind of grudge do I have with you to tie up like this? ”

Ning Xun deceived herself and went down with her hand, wrapped her hand behind her to untie the rope for her, and explained perfunctorily: "I'm afraid that you will wake up and move around, and the sword has no eyes." ”

His dagger at himself couldn't be more obvious, what is eyeless? Zhichi silently slandered, knowing in his heart that she must have provoked his suspicion when he didn't know.

It can only be when I was in the Moon Snatcher Fang last time. But she couldn't understand that nothing happened that day, not to mention that after such a long time, why did he do this?

"But why did you kidnap me here?" She turned her head and stared intently at his half-silver mask, "You want to kill me." ”

Ning Xun was pulling the rope away, and when he heard this, he looked at her slightly, he was already leaning over her shoulder, and with such a turn, the distance between the two was too close.

"I've thought about it."

The moment his vision invaded, he subconsciously held his breath.

"But I said, I won't kill you."

This sentence is true-he only saw her by chance, and he temporarily wanted to detain her in front of him for trial. If all he wants is her life, let alone the lanterns, she is afraid that she will not even see the firecrackers on Chinese New Year's Eve.

"When?"

"I said it that night."

He didn't avoid his gaze, and even leaned forward: "What I asked is, when did you think about killing me?" ”

Her hands were clenched tightly, and when she asked him directly, she was always at a loss.

Ning Xun didn't answer for a while, the two of them stared at each other, each with temptation but no one backed down.

Before the atmosphere became dangerous again, he laughed heartily, and Fang Cai's nervousness disappeared: "You are so unreasonable, in vain I have been worried about whether you are injured or not, and you want to kill me for no reason." ”

Since she can't ask, she has to accept it when she sees it.

Ning Xun still looked at her and repeated, "You've been worried about me? ”

This tone is clearly unbelief.

He raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Why can't I worry about you?" ”

After saying that, she rubbed her sore arm that was tied to herself, moved away from Ning Xun, sat with her back to him, and lowered her head to study how to untie the silk handkerchief tied around her neck.

She just wanted to break the strange deadlock between the two, but inadvertently with a little annoyance, as if she was angry.

Outside, fireworks exploded again, and the bright light flickered through the closed windows.

The light was suddenly half blocked, and the pool looked up, but saw Ning Xun standing in front of her, a small white porcelain jar in the palm of her hand handed to her, and said to her patiently and meticulously: "Wound medicine." The wound on the neck should not be wet, and a thick layer should be applied every night. This wound is shallow, take care of it, and it will be fine in five or six days, and there will be no scars. ”

He paused, and then added, "I can't delay you from going to the East Palace to dance." ”

The general looked at him suspiciously, raised his hand to take the small porcelain jar, and put it on his body.

Ning Xun didn't take his hand, and only handed it to her, "I'll send you out." ”