There was still a commotion outside the door, but there was silence inside the door. A door separates the two worlds, like life and death. The darkness is like an endless tide that drowns people, and the people who struggle in it only have crying and wailing, some people live, some people will die, this world is extremely cruel.

Hanyue suddenly woke up from his dream, and before he knew it, he was asleep.

With the iron sword still in his hand, Hanyue breathed a sigh of relief, his mental pressure had been a little too much recently. He remembered that this was the room that Ma Yue had found for him, and Liu Ruyan and Jian Wufeng's room was next door. Hanyue sat up, he was just about to get out of bed.

Suddenly, he heard a sigh.

It was a woman's sigh, and Han Yue's hand couldn't help but tighten. But the candle in the room had been extinguished at some point. Who is this man? Is he here to kill himself?

"Why are you here?"

The real voice made Han Yue's heart throb for a while, this was a woman's whispered confession, this was a familiar voice. Cold Moon wanted to move forward, but the voice rang out again.

"Don't move, lie there. ”

That voice seemed to have a charming charm, and Hanyue actually lay down. He heard footsteps on the ground, the voice was soft, and with every step she took forward, Hanyue's heart beat heavily. If you don't see them, smell them first. Hanyue felt like she was drunk.

"I'm getting married, and you know I don't want to. ”

The woman gently stroked Hanyue's back with her hand, and her voice sounded softly in Hanyue's ear, "He asked me to come and see you, but do you know who he is?"

Hanyue didn't speak, he opened his eyes, his eyes were like a pair of shining beads in the night. But he could only see the silhouette of the woman.

"He's a very powerful man. He asked the emperor to give him a holy decree, and the emperor ordered me to marry him. ”

Hanyue's hand holding the sword tightened, and his other hand suddenly grasped the person in front of him firmly, and he was no longer willing to let her disappear in front of him. At this moment, he vowed to protect this woman with his life, even if it was his own life in the end. The touch of the skin, Hanyue's heart suddenly jumped.

"I know you're coming, I sneaked out, I don't want to marry him. He can snatch my man but never my heart, and now I'm going to give you my most precious thing. ”

The woman's words were imprinted in Hanyue's mind word by word, and these words undoubtedly sounded more like an oath to Hanyue.

Hanyue had already heard her own heavy gasps. The woman's body was very thin, and she leaned over her like that, like a cat. Hanyue thought of the cat she saw in the border city, even if she was scarred, she could only lick her paws by herself.

Hanyue suddenly rolled over and pressed the woman under him.

"Your sword. The man in his arms gasped.

Hanyue was stunned. Then I realized that my right hand had been in my iron sword all along.

The sword was still in his hand, and it had been the only thing he had to rely on. He frowned. A swordsman. To be true to one's sword is nothing but a faith that comes from the heart. The sword in the hand can be released, but what about the sword in the heart.

"It hurts me. The woman in her arms murmured.

Hanyue hesitated, and for the first time he became disgusted with the sword in his hand. His hands had loosened slightly, and by this time he had begun to feel the movement in his body. A man's instinct drives him. That primal desire guided him.

"What do you do!"

Hanyue suddenly roared, and the woman in her arms quietly stretched out her hand to the iron sword in her hand, and at that moment he suddenly looked like an angry lion.

No one can easily touch his things, no one. Never!

The woman in her arms suddenly cried, "I thought, I thought you came here to take me away, it turns out that you don't love me anymore." ”

Hanyue's heart was suddenly in turmoil, he had never been messed up about anything else, but when he heard that cry, he was already in turmoil.

He had a thousand words in his heart, but at this moment he was like a clumsy fool, unable to say anything. Hanyue's heart sank.

"Bang dang!"

Hearing this voice, the woman in her arms turned into laughter, and she shrank into Hanyue's arms with a coquettish smile. As a woman, of course, she knows what Hanyue needs right now.

She had kissed Hanyue deeply on the lips, and a hot breath flowed down her body to her limbs, her hand hooking Hanyue's back. She had already removed all the excess things from her body, her body was the biggest temptation in the world, and it was a wonderful feeling that Hanyue was entangled with the person in her arms.

At this moment, his soul no longer belonged to himself, but to the woman in front of him, the feeling of blending, and the cold moon now needed to erupt.

"Young Master Yue, I love you!"

The woman in her arms broke free from the suffocation, her hand gradually moving downward. Han Yue's body is like a piece of burnt red charcoal at the moment, and now it needs to be watered by his own cold water.

Hanyue's movements suddenly froze.

"What did you just call me?" he asked, as Cold Moon's gasps slowly fell.

"Young Master Yue!" said the woman in her arms strangely.

Hanyue's body cooled down suddenly, and the fire in his heart suddenly went out. His eyes had begun to turn cold, and he said coldly, "Who are you?"

"What?" asked the woman below her, as if she couldn't bear the sudden change of the cold moon.

"You're not Zhao Lingxin, no. ”

Han Yue's words became colder and colder, he knew that Zhao Lingxin would never call himself Young Master Yue again, Young Master Yue was the honorific title of others for himself, Zhao Lingxin didn't know when he only called himself Han Yue. The woman who was still trembling in her arms suddenly laughed.

"But you know it's too late. ”

A dazzling light came from the doorway, and a pretty figure jumped in, "Hanyue, I heard you're here." I even wrote you an invitation. ”

Han Yue was stunned, and it was Zhao Lingxin who came to the door.

"You guys. ”

Zhao Lingxin was also stunned in place, and servants on both sides had already begun to light up the candles, and everything in front of him seemed clear. Cold Moon was holding a woman in her arms, a naked woman.

"Young Master Yue, you're too bad. The woman in her arms gasped and shrank into Hanyue's arms. Only then did Han Yue see this woman's face clearly, this person turned out to be Liu Ruyan.

Cold Moon's pupils shrank, and he knew he had been deceived.

He suddenly figured out a lot of things, he knew why there was no one waiting for the shadow that day, the person in front of him was not Liu Piaoxu's sister at all, they were all deceived. And here, everything here is set up by them to trick themselves. Their purpose is to make this play for the present.

"Hanyue, I hate you!" Zhao Lingxin finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, she didn't have news of Hanyue in the border city, she heard that he had returned to the capital, and he rushed to the general's mansion regardless of the matter, but all this in front of him was why, why was all this?

The doors opened, and more and more people walked in. A polite and sword-eyed young man also stepped into the door, saw the crying Zhao Lingxin, and hurriedly asked, "Cousin, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Lingxin didn't speak, and the young man looked at the situation in front of him again, and his face changed greatly. "Ruyan, why are you here, aren't you supposed to be in the marriage room now?" (To be continued......)