MTL - Harue Kagetsu-Chapter 130

The water spread slowly, and the ground was wet.

The shirt has already been unloaded.

The candle flame danced, covering the pile of cold and hard iron clothes with a damp warm light. A smoky purple skirt that was crumpled was pressed underneath, and a piece of iron armor was hooked on the edge of the cloud on the skirt, and the skirt and iron clothes were tangled together in a messy way.

After a long time, the sound of the man's breathing mixed with a woman's coquettish cry finally subsided.

Li Mu dried her body and carried her back to the bed. When he was going to get his clothes, Luoshen asked him to sit down, got up by himself, and took a set of clean underwear that he had prepared for him earlier. He came back and knelt down beside him and put it on his body for him.

During the day, in the eyes of the world, as the Great Sima, he is one of the most powerful men in this country.

He is the glory of the Southern Dynasty, unique. His fame is just like his power, and he is respected and looked up to by everyone.

But at this moment, when he took off that layer of battle armor and revealed his unknown side, only she knew that behind the brilliance of fame and power, what remained on him was the man covered in of scars.

Those scars, big and small, that have been left on his body since he was a teenager, are like witnesses, witnessing how he was killed from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and finally reached this stage today.

She didn't see it just now, and only now, when dressing him, did she realize that there was a new injury on his back.

His eyes stopped instantly.

A long wound that almost stretched from the shoulder to the lower back, like a ferocious centipede, quietly crouched on his back.

What a shocking scar it is. Anyone who sees it will never be forgotten.

The moment she entered, for such a brief moment, she actually felt a sense of deja vu, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

But before she had time to think about anything, she was caught by what she saw in front of her eyes.

She stopped the act of serving him dressing, knelt beside him, her eyes fixed on the hideous scar on his back that had not completely removed the stitching marks, no longer like before, stupidly Ask him if it hurts.

How can it not hurt?

Taking off the layer of hard armor, he is just a mortal with flesh and blood.

Li Mu seemed to feel something, turned his head and saw that her gaze fell on his back, and he understood.

She looked at him with the familiar eyes, and called his eyes, and suddenly reappeared in the past, his and her wedding night full of **** memories.

He didn't show in front of her the uncomfortable feeling that was pouring out of his heart at the moment, he just explained to her with a smile: "It's gone for a long time. Not long after we separated from you, he fought with the Xianbei people in Longxi. When I fell. I blamed myself for being careless at the time. I thought I killed the person, but I was not dead. The dead piled up and you got up and gave me a knife. I was wearing armor at that time, and the wound was not deep, but it grew a little longer. , it's a little scary to look at, it won't take long, don't be afraid..."

His voice gradually decreased and finally disappeared. Looking at her soft hand, he slowly stretched out towards him, his fingertips stroked the scar on his back, and then he leaned towards him. , lowered his face, put his lips up gently, kissed him, and kissed him all the way down the ugly scar, from his shoulder, like worship.

There was love and pity between her lips and kisses, as if she was afraid that a little force would hurt him.

Li Mu lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes fixed.

In this lifetime, he is still no match for the idea of ​​wanting her. He married her early, left the court far away, and wanted to use another way to realize his unfulfilled wish.

It seems that everything in the beginning seems to be completely different from before.

However, all this in front of him made Li Mu feel more and more familiar.

He felt that he was still repeating the same old path he had been through.

However, now it has been changed in a different way.

Yang Xuan finally died.

He also finally became the big Sima.

Even the scar on his back came so unexpectedly—when he realized it, it had already fallen on him, and it could never be removed in this lifetime, and would accompany him. until death.

He is not afraid of any enemy in this world.

No matter how powerful the enemy is, he can defeat it.

But fate, the kind of powerlessness that he knows everything clearly and tries his best to avoid, but fate seems to be the end, waiting in front, no one can escape, only the feeling of powerlessness that can only be pushed towards it. The most terrifying enemy that gnaws at the heart.

These days, it is undeniable that Yang Xuan's death made him feel extremely depressed. He has never been able to let go.

He was saddened by the loss of this old friend, and fell into a fate that may be irreversible. Even if he has gained her, he will still lose her in the trance in the end.

More than Yang Xuan. When people in this world are completely involved in the torrent of fate and cannot help themselves, who can be sure that they will be able to escape?

These days, on the way back, he was so eager to see her face.

Perhaps, only by being with her, holding her tightly in his arms, completely possessing her, and feeling her own warmth and authenticity, can his unattached heart be settled down again.

She was still kissing the wound on his back, which he hated, as if to clearly prove to him the previous life and the scar of this life.

The more she pityed it, the more depressed and depressed his mood became.

However, his body is so honest, and his love comes from her love and care for him.

On the surface of every inch of the wounded flesh that was tenderly adored and caressed by her lips and fingertips, all of a sudden, the pores stood up.

Li Mu then gave in.

A burst of indescribable, as if from the deepest part of the body with a strong sense of satisfaction, grabbed his whole being deeply.

A strange light flashed in his eyes, his breathing became rapid again, and his blood heated up sharply under the surface of his body, like a furnace, burning every inch of his hair, skin and meridians.

He just wanted her once.

However, this is far from enough and will never be enough.

His mind was suddenly blank, and he didn't think about anything.

He just wanted to be with her and never be separated.

"Lang Jun, what's wrong with you..."

Luo Shen finally noticed his strangeness, stopped, raised his face, and asked him gently. A pair of bright eyes stared at him, with a trace of doubt and worry in their eyes. The man was still sitting on his knees beside him, the shirt loosely draped over his shoulders, unable to hide the pure white skin under the shirt.

Li Mu turned around and almost jumped at her.

…

Everything finally stopped again.

Luoshen was sweating all over, and was pressed under his heavy body, making it difficult to breathe freely.

However, her limbs and limbs seemed to be washed away by the hot spring water. She was submerged in it, floating on it, and she was very comfortable.

After a long time, she moved slightly, opened her eyes, stretched her jade arms, but did not push away the man who was still pressing on her, but gently hugged his neck and pressed her lips to his ear, He said softly, "Lang Jun, what's on your mind?"

Li Mu slowly lifted his face from her thick cloud-like hair, looked at her for a moment, pecked and kissed her wet red lips, and rolled down from her body. He closed his eyes and said, "Ami, I want to resign as Grand Sima, are you willing?"

Luo Shen was a little surprised.

The position of the Great Sima has been vacant in the imperial court for decades, and now he deserves his credit.

As far as she knew, at the court meeting tomorrow, the court would formally issue a golden seal and a purple ribbon for him. In this regard, he is worthy of the name, and he is the first minister to be awarded such a high position since Dayu Nandu.

In terms of official rank, the Grand Sima was even higher than his father's ministerial secretary.

She didn't expect that he would have such a thought when the seal was just around the corner.

She crawled over, lay on his chest, put her chin on her arms, and asked, "Langjun, why don't you want to be this big Sima?"

Li Mu did not answer her immediately.

Luoshen and him looked at each other and suddenly seemed to have an epiphany.

He had personally told her that he did not like this capital.

His attitude towards this court was obviously different from that of all other court officials, including his own father.

From the beginning to the present, he never seemed to have any sense of belonging to this court, even if this did not prevent him from being willing to travel thousands of miles to bring troops back from Chang'an to relieve the difficulties of the court when the court was in crisis. .

The position of the Great Sima is supreme in the eyes of others, and he cannot even ask for it. But Luo Shen knew that his husband was different from others.

This point, Luoshen has seen it very clearly since he rejected his father's support and brought a mere 2,000 soldiers to Yicheng to open up wasteland.

"I see!"

She nodded immediately.

"If you don't want to, we won't be this big Sima. It's just a big Sima, what's so great."

She added the last sentence in an emphatic tone.

Li Mu stared at her, and a faint smile slowly emerged from his eyes.

He touched her head and said, "I really don't want to have too much ties with the court. To be a foreign minister is enough for me."

Luoshen nodded: "I'll follow you." She thought for a while, "but tomorrow, the imperial court will confer on you. Otherwise, let's go find Aye, tell him your thoughts, as long as Aye nods his head. , that's fine."

Li Mu nodded with a smile.

Since Luoshen knew what Li Mu was thinking, he was a little more anxious than him.

In the evening, Li Mu came back early, and it was not very late at the moment. She thought that her father had slept very late at night these days. She persuaded him, but he did not listen, so she got up and sent someone to see if her father had rested.

After a while, I was told that the lights in everyone's study were still on.

Luoshen and Li Mu dressed and combed their hair, sorted out their appearance, left the house, and went to Gao Qiao's study together.