Chapter 227

When his breath became weaker and weaker, his beautiful face was flushed with gray color, and the hands tightly clasped on his neck suddenly loosened and turned into gentle touch.

The shackles of his neck were lost, and a large stream of fragrant fragrance of flowers poured in. Before the man in white could breathe, the people on his body suddenly jumped up, and his arms were tightly around his neck. Almost all the people were hanging on him. He could not even move, and the kiss was light and urgent.

Before he fully recovered from the feeling of suffocation, there was a tearing sound in his ear. Then he felt a cold, and then he fell off in a circle. When he collected the fog from the bottom of his eyes, he could see that the man lying on the couch with half opened shirt still had no expression even at the moment, but his lips were red as blood, and his eyes were flushed with crimson waves At first, he was a little stunned, but his hands quickly grasped his white arm.

Jiang Luoyu was caught by his wrist. Half of his cheek, which was hidden in the dark, did not move. However, her cheek was flushed with unnatural flush. Her dark eyes dropped slightly and did not look at him. However, her other hand was lifted up and touched his neck with dark green finger print: "don't you want it?"

"I won't hurt you." Because he had been pinched hard just now, the man in White's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was still gentle. He looked at him for a long time, and his eyes moved from his eyes to the pear blossom outside the window. After a long time, he suddenly showed a smile and suddenly whispered.

"As long as I live, I will treat you well - so I think, when we get married, we will..."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be a little speechless. His fingers rubbed the white forearm of Luoyu, the red line that could be seen in the moonlight.

It is not the same as the red line on his hand that will never fade down, but as long as Jiang Luoyu's body is broken, this line will disappear. If a wealthy family marries Gemini as a proper wife, it is necessary to verify this line on the day of the completion of the house to make sure that the twins are innocent. Only by taking the medicine soup to help pregnant women, can we pull down the Luan's account and do good deeds.

If you don't see this line, the famous families will think that the man's family has been wronged and can immediately divorce his wife.

He knew that Jiang Luoyu didn't want to marry him, but he stayed with him for such a long time, but others didn't know it. However, he knew that Jiang Luoyu would not continue to stay in Dalong after clearing the difficulty of leading to the throne. He had such a close relationship with him, and he would not find a woman to spend the rest of his life with.

Although he is a good concubine of Jiang Luoyu in name, they are both innocent. In the future, whether he married into Xiaoyao palace as a Gemini, or Jiang Luoyu is willing to give up everything to Dajin and become his wife, he will not let his beloved be wronged until all the dust settles.

After hearing this, Jiang Luoyu lay motionless on the couch, as if she could detect what he was thinking at the moment, but suddenly gave a low sneer. Her tone became more strange and her expression was difficult to distinguish joy and anger: "what if I don't want to?"

Hearing his refusal, the man in white was at a loss for a moment. Then he put down his hand as if he had been scalded. He lowered his head and thought carefully for a moment. Then he suddenly lowered his eyes, which he had photographed. After thinking about it, he still gnashed his teeth and opened his mouth: "well It will take a better day, or you can't help it. I also I'd like to

After saying this, his face suddenly flushed red. He slowly came down from the couch and pulled his broken white clothes. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind to take them off completely. However, the man lying on the couch finally got up and took his arm. He buried his face in his arms and murmured in a low voice.

"Zhaomin..."

Hearing him murmuring with deep weariness, the man in white subconsciously put out his arms around him. Realizing that Jiang Luoyu didn't mean that at this time, he let out his breath gently and slowly. After he finished speaking, he drove away the disordered things in his mind, picked him up again and sent him back to the couch. He also lay on one side with his fingers touching his cold black Hair.

He didn't know why Jiang Luoyu was in a mood at this time, and why he wanted to kill him as soon as he woke up. He just looked at the beautiful cheek nestled in his arms, and the whole person almost shrank into a small group. Even in the midnight of summer, his body was as cold as ice.

He pursed his lips and covered them with silk on one side. He hugged the people in his arms carefully. However, according to the color of his eyes, he took off the Ruyi flute between his hair and blew it out silently. Just after he played the flute for a moment, a snow-white bird blinked its dark bean eyes and fell silent on the pear outside the attic On the flowers and trees.

The golden sun shining into the attic, the people on the couch frowned and opened their dark jade like eyes, as if they didn't feel the temperature that should have been beside them. They stood up with the railing beside the couch, and their slender fingers pressed their forehead. They were just about to open their mouth, but they heard the sound of beating their wings in their ears.

Looking up, it was no surprise to see a big snow-white bird stopped at the edge of the couch. The bright red claws were walking towards him. The black bean's eyes were crooked. It was the Li bird he was familiar with.When muronghao went up to the attic with drooping eyes, he saw the people sitting on the couch askew, holding a piece of meat in his hand, teasing zuixue. Although he had a smile on his face as usual, the smile was clear and cold and did not penetrate into his eyes.

Seeing this scene, he slightly narrowed his glass clap color eyes, and put the tray in his hands more stable.

"Breakfast."

Hearing his voice, Jiang Luoyu stopped immediately. She looked up at the person in front of her and patted her side. Her voice was soft: "sit down and eat with me."

Seeing Murong Hao sit down, he quietly lowers his eyebrows and eyes, cleans his hands with a clean towel, and then puts the tray on the small table. From the beginning to the end, although he doesn't have a bad face, his deep breath is solid. Jiang Luoyu realizes this. Knowing that the night has passed, he must have known what happened in the palace.

Thinking of this, Jiang Luoyu swept the dishes on the small table, and suddenly felt that she had lost her appetite. However, the people in front of her were still watching. She still picked up the ivory chopsticks in front of her, picked up a sweet scented osmanthus cake with a smile, and put it in the porridge bowl beside the person in front of her.

"Try this. It's my favorite snack when I was young. It's filled with osmanthus. Although it's a mother's concubine It's the best to eat, but the cooks in the grand kitchen of the palace must have done as well. "

He made an unnatural pause. The man sitting opposite looked at him for a moment, but did not speak. He just put a piece of Osmanthus crispy into his bowl, as if to stare at him to eat.

Jiang Luoyu looked at the sweet scented osmanthus cake in her bowl, lifted up the corner of her lips and laughed. A moment later, she put down her chopsticks.

Seeing him put down his chopsticks, muronghao's eyes coagulated and almost simultaneously put down the chopsticks: "what's the matter?"

Jiang Luoyu shook her head and leaned back on the couch again. Her eyes looked out at the pear blossom blooming outside the lattice window. Her face was not sad or happy. Her voice was very light, like petals flying down: "I have no appetite. Eat more, but don't lose weight and let others think I've done you a disservice. "

Muronghao could not help but soften his voice as he looked at his bright side in the sun.

"They dare not."

Jiang Luoyu gave a low smile, her eyes still did not leave the pear blossom, but her tone was more teasing: "it's also said, master Murong is so fierce, who can treat you badly."

Seeing that he really didn't want to eat, Murong Hao bowed down and half knelt beside him. His fingers clenched his wrist and looked at the snow-white bird on the railing not far away. His finger touched the corner of his lip: "if you are tired, then stop. Drunk snow will stay with you

"How cunning." Jiang Luoyu lowered her head and looked at her face close to her. She began to smile, but her eyes were dark. She said, "leaving this bird is just to let me think of you when I see it when you are away. You want to let me have no one else in my eyes all the time."

After that, he was silent for a moment. He didn't hear the answer from the people in front of him. He added with a smile: "why, is it that I was wrong?"

"There are a lot of people in your eyes." The man in white shook his head, and his cold fingertips slid down his hair. His delicate facial features seemed a little fuzzy in the sun. He seemed to be smiling, but his tone seemed to sigh, "but I can only see you I can't help thinking that you can only see me. "

Before the words fell, Jiang Luoyu's eyes suddenly congealed. Before she could say anything, the man in white had already stood up, picked up the tray, and turned down from the attic. Her figure soon disappeared in the eyes of the people on the couch.

Since that day, Jiang Luoyu has lived in the attic and never goes back to her own main room. Every time Murong Hao goes upstairs, he can see his side face without any waves, and his movements are almost unchanged. From his eyes, it must be the pear blossom outside the lattice window.

As the sun sank slowly, Jiang Luoyu felt warm around her. Before she could turn her head, a steaming tea was brought to her eyes, and at the same time, she heard the man's deep voice.

"I haven't told you that the housekeeper and your brother have been waiting in the attic the other day, but they dare not come up to see you. "

when Jiang Luoyu heard the speech, her expression on her face flickered for a moment. She raised her hand to take the cup of tea he was holding. Her eyebrows were dense in the white mist. She could not see clearly:" are you saying this for their sake? "