Some people say that love is the gentlest form of dominance, and once you get it, you can't get rid of it.
That's why Fu Donglou's gradually gentler kiss was the most dangerous. It was confusing my mind, and pictures flashed back to my mind uncontrollably - he gave me the Ruyi Lock that only the Queen can wear;
Appeared alone at the Heshun Prince's Mansion on the Mid-Autumn Festival night; he particularly cherished the heart-shaped stone I bought him; he said it was okay to return to them if he didn't like it; he said that the queen's position was reserved for one person; he would not let me influence him.
His own life forced me to take medicine; he stretched out his palm to me who fell on the ice; he said, do you know but pretend not to know...
"breathe."
Fu Donglou left my lips, his eyes burning like sparks, reminding me, "Xin'er, breathe."
This deep voice brought me back to my senses, and the world collapsed and was reshaped in an instant.
I felt extremely frightened, and suddenly I began to gasp a little rapidly, and all my breath came out of my mouth was filled with white mist.
A large number of goose feather snowflakes fell on the emperor who dominated the world in front of me, and even fell on my eyelashes, turning into water. I looked at Fu Donglou with wet eyes, and put my hands on his chest with trembling hands.
Pushing hard, "Are you crazy...? In the eyes of others, this is **. For the sake of the country, you can't... um..."
He lowered his head and blocked my mouth again.
This time, even my tongue came in, slow and heavy, steady and continuous, constantly entangled with me.
The whole world is churning up and down, even my heart, liver, spleen and stomach are the same. I am even thinking that maybe I shouldn't have eaten lunch. What a waste if I vomit now...
I can't push away or hide, so it's better to obey. Maybe Fu Donglou will let me go after he doesn't taste the joy of resistance and conquest.
I thought it was good, but the reality is inevitably not satisfactory. As soon as the tip of my tongue obeyed, Fu Donglou's body trembled obviously, and then it turned into a violent storm. He kissed me excitedly, "Xin'er...
…”
I don't know how long it took before the entangled lips and tongues were separated. I lowered my head and didn't look at him, and said in a helpless tone, "Why are you like this?"
"You are making me very difficult," Fu Donglou hugged me tightly and put his chin on my forehead. His voice was small, as if he was telling me, but also to himself, "The more I look at you, the more reluctant I am to let you go."
Let’s go, what should I do?”
The heavy snow was rustling, but my thinking began to become clear. Fu Donglou was affectionate for me, and his affection was profound. All of this was like a dream, so unreal, I wonder if it would be broken at the first glance.
Then I might as well give him a poke. I looked up at him, looked into his eyes as deep as a well and asked: "Do you like me?"
"Yes." Fu Donglou looked at me intently, with a free and easy look in his eyes that "had persisted for many years and collapsed overnight." "My heart has been broken for seven years, and I don't want to go around anymore. I like you, I like you very much."
He answered so happily, but when I listened, I felt particularly sad. He fell into suffering that he shouldn't have, because his identity determines that no matter how deep and meaningful his love is, it will become evil...
"I advise you to get out early to avoid falling into catastrophe." This is the only answer I can give.
But after hearing this, Fu Donglou grabbed my shoulders and said, "If I could get away with it, I wouldn't stand here."
He brushed the fallen snow from my hair and continued: "Sitting on this throne, the more attention you pay to someone, the more you have to treat it coldly. Otherwise, more people will pay attention to you, and the chance of your identity being exposed will be greater. Take
If you think of my weakness as someone who threatens the country, you will be even more merciless. Do you understand this?"
He confessed his feelings too openly. It turned out that this was the reason why he didn't want to see me.
"Then why did you..." You didn't continue to be cold to me. I couldn't say the second half of the sentence, for fear that Fu Donglou would misunderstand that I cared about him.
"It's not hard to deceive the world, but the feeling that only I know is very painful." Fu Donglou kissed my forehead, "I want to share some of this pain with you. As for the future, you can choose for yourself."
I want to choose, but I have to have a few serious options, right? "But I don't like you——"
In the silent night, any sound that is out of place will be felt by others. Maybe it is my weird sixth sense, or maybe I am nervous and have auditory hallucinations. I think it is the sound of bows and arrows. On this New Year's Eve,
I have to say that the assassin who insisted on going to the palace to assassinate the emperor on New Year's Eve instead of going home to celebrate the New Year was obviously the scum among the scum and the best among the scum.
We were assassinated.
Two men in black descended from the sky. They did not shout "Dog Emperor, take your life", nor did they shout "Tyrant, watch the sword". It was different from what was said in the playbook. The assassins said nothing and drew their swords.
The sword is ready - staying calm in times of danger may be an occupational disease of Fu Donglou as emperor.
Or maybe Fu Donglou had experienced countless thrills like this since he was a child, and he had long been as casual as eating. I saw him fighting with the assassin with his bare hands. The two thieves' swords collided frequently, making a crackling sound.
I first took three steps back, and then shouted dutifully: "There are assassins! There are assassins here!"
I was prepared. If the assassin turned around and stabbed me with his sword, I would quickly dodge and then fight back. However, the assassins had clear goals and did not even look at me. They seemed to be an outsider and even regarded me as Meiyuan.
A tree was ignored like that...
There are assassins with such clear grievances these days? What a lack of professional ethics!
I didn't join the battle not because I cold-bloodedly wanted to watch the emperor be assassinated, but because I was too self-aware and didn't want to cause trouble to Fu Donglou. I could only stand aside and stare, waiting for the Royal Guards to arrive quickly.
"Hurry up and protect us! There are assassins——" Eunuch Wu's voice was particularly shrill.
The long-awaited Royal Forest Army finally arrived. Hundreds of them were more than enough to deal with the two assassins in black, but I heard the sound of bows and arrows being drawn again.
At that moment, I did not hesitate to pick up the stone under my feet and punch it towards the source of the sound - with a muffled sound, I finally saw the archer. His right shoulder was bleeding and had been wounded by me.
But the arrow was aimed again, that direction was Fu Donglou, bad!!
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