MTL - How to Survive As a Villain-Chapter 195 Want to know the king, long life without a decline

The carriage was forced to stop. Xiao Yu'an was struggling to think about how to be good next. The horseman of the carriage suddenly became shocked and even drove with the carriage and swayed a few times to stabilize. Xiao Yuan was shocked. Hey, I heard a noisy outside and suddenly quiet.

what happened! ?

Is it another assassination! Is this still over?

Xiao Yu'an was puzzled. He opened the curtain and saw a white horse in front of the carriage. He blocked the way. He was riding a young man who was unparalleled. He also looked at it and met Xiao Yuan's eyes for a moment.

Why do you have no sleep during the Year, why do you not trust the Jinshu News? Why is it difficult to make up the mirror in the sunny days?

Xiao Yuan’s eyes could not be moved. He jumped out of the carriage and could not move forward.

Luohe Qing turned over and took the reins, and he still looked at Xiao Yu'an without saying a word.

This situation is so familiar.

Although silent, the eyes of the two have already told the other party a thousand words.

Xiao Yu'an once imagined in his mind countless times when he met with Hehe Qing again. He thought of countless words to prove that he was Xiao Yu'an, but now that he really came to this moment, Xiao Yuan found himself silent and could not say a word. If you just want to look at the person in front of you, you will paint his eyebrows with gaze.

Xiao Yuan thought: How can I let this person wait and wait?

That year was born, away from the battlefield, hate to kill.

That year, die, the spirits sacrifice, ask when the king returns.

The heart is like a knife, and it is awkward, a big dream, a joy and a sorrow.

Finally, Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and took the first two steps. Suddenly, he gave a gentle smile to the river. He said softly: "When the time was different, the world was a cup, the words were wine, and you were respected for three cups. Now I want to Ask more questions. You can return with you, can I stay with you? Can you stay with me for the first time? Can you be with me? You are happy, let me look at it? I finally understand. I understand that you can't let go, can't let go, don't let go, then can you tell me, will I understand it too late?"

After a while, Xiao Yu’an’s voice was already shaking and choked.

Although it was early spring, the cold wind was blowing, the wind was blowing snow, and the red eyes were white.

When Luhe Qing did not speak, he gathered and found a jade from his arms.

On the jade, there was a crack that was distorted because of re-adhesion. The river slowly lifted its eyes and palms up, and handed Bai Yuxi to Xiao Yu’an. If it wasn’t for the fingertips of Luohe Qing, he would think that he was as cold as usual. .

That year, the cold and the ground were frozen and fined. In that year, the Yuhua upstairs was full of wine. In that year, the tears were separated. In that year, the forests of the mountains were not known. In that year, the Taoyuan House showed his heart, and the march was in distress. Looking for it, that year, but seeking a reunion, riding a thousand miles, that year, the sword screamed.

The origins are extinct, and the inexhaustible greed is obsessed with.

Now Xiao Yu'an slowly reaches out and holds the jade in the palm of his hand and then holds his hand tightly. Xiao Yu'an tears like a spring. He said: "This time, I won't let you break it again. ”

The sundial is dim, the South Yanguo Palace, the emperor's palace, the two maids are talking and talking, one of the maids has just been sent to take charge of the emperor's palace, shaking the beggar and saying to another: "How come this time is also seen Not the emperor?"

"The emperor is worried about the country and the people are busy with the political affairs. They often do not sleep in the palace. It is normal." Another maid replied.

"Sister, is the emperor really not as beautiful as the legendary? You said that such a big palace, no one is with you, cold and clear, the emperor is also able to withstand it?" There are no others, newcomers The maid couldn't help but curious and asked in a low voice.

Another maid blamed her head blame: "Curious what is bad, what to do curious about the emperor? Is this something we can lick the roots?"

The new maid spit out his tongue and still did not converge: "I just don't believe it. Where can the emperor hide a little beauty?"

Her voice just fell, the door of the palace was suddenly opened, and the two maids were scared to look at them. They looked back and immediately squatted, and the voice shook: "Imperial, emperor, emperor."

Luohe went into a few steps, and he still held a man in his arms. The posture was very stable, but the arm of Qihe Qing was very tight, as if it was a little loose, the person in his arms would break away.

"You go out, the door is closed, others do not disturb." Luohe Qing left three words, holding the person in his arms and went straight to the bed.

The two maids got up in a hurry and walked out of the palace with their heads down. When the new maid closed the door of the palace, Yi Qiao saw the people in the arms of Luohe Qing fell on the bed.

Another maid muttered: "I was so angry when I first saw the emperor..."

The new maid screamed: "Is it..."

"Oh, don't talk."

Xiao Yu'an was also awkward when he was thrown into the bed by the river. He hadn't reacted yet. Hehe Qing had already solved his belt, pulled his hands over his head, and tied his hands to the bedpost with a belt. on.

Xiao Yuan just returned, his hands have been tied, and the person in front of him has a look of expressionless face, but Xiao Yuan can feel his anger, like the calm breeze before the tsunami, scorning your hair Suddenly, the wind raged and snarled and snarled the waves and swallowed everything mercilessly.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Xiao Yuan cautiously shouted.

If the Weihe River was not heard, and reached out to Xiao Yu'an's clothes, Xiao Yu'an instinctively shrank and concealed his body but couldn't move because his hands were tied. He could only be like the fish on the cutting board.

The moment when the clothes were open, Xiao Yu’an’s deep and shallow scratches reflected into the clear eyes of the river, all of which were left behind when fighting with the black people. The eyes of the river were dark and the eyes were dark, and the whole body was covered with a layer. With a touch of anger, he looked at the wounds and leaned over to reach out, and Xiao Yuan whispered, "Nothing, no pain, tomorrow will be fine."

After talking about Xiao Yu's body, he leaned forward and wanted to kiss the river, but he was escaping from the river. Xiao Yu'an was slightly stunned, and his eyes flashed a bit of panic. Hehe Qing looked up at him and leaned over and kissed Xiao Yu's waist. Scratched.

"Meeting..." Xiao Yu'an was tense, and the whole person could only lean on the bedpost. There was no way to escape. The soft tongue licked the wound and the itch came from the waist.

The numbness of the numbness is slightly painful, like a fine needle and a light feather, sometimes stinging.

Xiao Yu'an's breathing began to rush, so that the reason was not all swallowed. He whispered, "Hey, are you angry?"

The kiss suddenly turned into a sputum, and the pain from the wound in the waist made Xiao Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The abdomen also trembled. The river lifted its head and looked at Xiao Yu'an. He asked: "Xiao Yu'an will be the sword rack." When I have my neck, can I have me in my heart?"

Xiao Yu'an had a sigh of relief and his eyes filled with enthusiasm. He bowed his head and thought: At that time, he said so many sentences, sorry for so many heads. I thought that one life could offset some resentment. Now that you are born again, no one owes it.

Who knows, if you come back, you still owe it. Although this time you only owe one person, it is a debt, and I don’t know how to pay it back.

Death is so easy, with the meaning of escape, the head does not go back. Since then, there has been one more person in the world, and one more person has fallen over the hardships. One more person is winter snow.

Living talent is the most painful.

The pain of Luhe Qing was given by Xiao Yu'an himself.

Even if he has a thousand mouths, even if he is so clever, he still can't argue.

Xiao Yu'an was still silent. Suddenly he felt that his lower body was cold, and his trousers had already been squatted. Hehe Qing slightly wet his fingers and smashed into Xiao Yu'an's body.

Xiao Yu'an has a pain, and he can't help but want to go backwards. He can be bound by his clothes on the bedpost. There is nowhere to escape.

Luohe Qing put the second finger on the hole, his eyes slightly red, and asked Xiao Yuan very coldly: "Xiao Yuan, you always think about dying for others, have you thought about living for me?"