Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

The Changhuan Hall is luxuriously decorated, and all the furnishings are treasures in the world. Even small tea cups are also antiques. He Zheng did not hesitate to please Heron in order to please Heron.

It ’s just that Heron said he could n’t enjoy it and treat everything as normal. Except for a small place where he rested, the rest of the large space did n’t even love the lights, so the bright and bright temple was supposed to be bright and dark at this time. There were only a few candles left.

"Don't live well? Why not light?" He Zheng asked thoughtfully, stepped forward, and finally found a man sitting at the same table with him, staring greedily at his face and looking again.

It is also ridiculous. Previously, this person would walk a mile from his remote small yard to his palace and wait for him. No matter the wind and rain hit him, at that time he was fascinated by his interests. If you have time, you can take care of him. When he is busy, let the palace person send him away, and that person will not bother him.

When I remembered that Herron ’s best years were so missed by him, He Zheng couldn't help sighing. Now he just can get close to this person, his mood jumps up, his frown and an eye, Can be tasted by him.

"I want to go back to the former yard." Heron poured himself a cup of tea, drank slowly, and didn't mind talking to him. Since he ca n’t leave for a while, he can only feel good about it, but He Zheng no longer ignores him as usual, and came to him every day and made him awkward.

This situation may be unimaginable a decade ago.

After listening to his words, He Zheng did not consider it, and refused, "This is not okay, everything else is up to you. We agreed to each other at the beginning, and now you are the emperor, and you naturally live in the Changhuan Temple."

Heron, don't overdo it, the words of mutual agreement were harsh. He regards the closeness of his alms as affection?

"We are only brothers of the emperor. Changhuandian is where your queen lives. I hope you know."

He Zheng's face changed, and the tea cup in his hand was also squeezed tightly. "Brother Huang, I really have regretted it, you ... don't you want to be so cold and indifferent, okay? After you leave, it's hard to eat and sleep. I miss you day after day for ten years, hey ... I love you. "

He usually only deals with state affairs and leads soldiers to fight. He really doesn't know how to talk about love and love. He vomits this word that has been buried in his heart for a long time. He Zheng is both nervous and hesitant.

It was just not expected that his sincerity was not worth mentioning in Heron's eyes. He smiled lightly, and waited for the confession that he expected when he was young, but he was not half excited, just emotion.

"You love me for you, not for me."

He Zheng took a quick breath and shook his head against it.

"Brother, I only love you. Even if you treat me so indifferently today, I still want to be close to you. Isn't this what love is?"

Heron shook his head, didn't speak, and found a jade pendant by the bed alone. He Zheng took a closer look before he pulled the memory out of his memories and recognized the jade pendant. He was overjoyed.

This jade pendant may be regarded as the only gift that He Zheng gave to Heron. Although it was only the reward that he arbitrarily ripped off from the accessories of the day, the original Heron regarded it as a treasure and carried it close to him. Touched every day, so the surface looks smooth and stale.

What is this little thing, ten years later, the emperor is still there? Does the emperor still have him in his heart?

Heron approached him and grabbed his hand. He Zheng felt like a drum in an instant, sweating his palms, expecting people in front of him to show him a gentle smile as before, telling him that he had always been in his heart. Yourself.

It's just a pity that Heron just dropped the jade pendant into his palm and backed away, distantly distanced from him.

"You are frivolous and ignorant. I promised you a lot. When I could n’t respond, I said I would wait for you ... I have kept the jade pendant you have sent to this day, but I ’m sorry. I'll give it back to you now, I don't want to wait. "

He Zheng panicked on his face, grabbed his wrist, shook his head again and again, "You don't have to wait, because you were stupid before, you will miss the emperor at that time, and then you will change to wait for you, OK?"

He stared at Heron's eyes tightly, trying to see a trace of pity or softness in his eyes, but he found coldly that these eyes did not know when they became so thorough, neither wind nor weather , Can no longer reflect his half shadow.

At that moment, all the majesty of the emperor was thrown behind his head, He Zheng gritted his teeth, hugged him, his eyes became hot, and he did not hesitate like a urchin, "No, don't allow the emperor to stop."

He touched this body again, his nose filled with the pleasant breath of Heron. He Zheng closed his eyes and took a greedily deep breath. If he was not so strong, I'm afraid he would never hold this person again in his life. He has had enough of the imperial brother to treat him so coldly.

The reason in his head was relaxed, and He Zheng's eyes were red, and He Lang was pushed onto the soft bed as if he were enchanted.

Heron's face changed, but he couldn't resist his strong strength, and asked seriously: "What do you want to do?"

"The emperor isn't afraid." He Zheng coaxed him softly, but on his hand he pulled open Herron's collar and kissed religiously on the exposed neck.

Even though he had no Longyang traits many years ago, he was seduced by chance when he glimpsed the beautiful body of Emperor Huang. At that time, he was very enthusiastic, kissed the clavicle behind his ear, and played at will. After a while, brother Huang's face turned red, but he still took his sleeves and refused to let go.

The shy and moving face in the memory contrasted sharply with the frosty face at this time. He Zheng's body was stiff, but when He Lang pushed hard to push him away, he lifted the tea cup in his hand and broke it along the bed, directly to the wrist. Swipe in the direction, and then hold the blood-stained porcelain towards him, making him afraid to move closer.

"Get away."

He Zheng stared at the shocking red on his wrist, and his heart was in chaos. If he didn't dare to chaos again, he retreated back and forth to a long distance, so that he could let Heron lay down the dangerous things in his hands and order the palace person to bandage for treatment.

"If you don't want to, don't force you, don't hurt yourself ..." He Zheng rubbed his temples in annoyance, his eyes full of regret. He didn't expect the imperial brother to be so impulsive in order not to approach him. He Do you really hate yourself so much?

Looking at his injured hand, He Zheng was full of face, but He Lang simply closed his eyes and kept his eyes closed, unwilling to give him even a little attention. He Zheng's eyes showed a helpless blankness, and he asked unwillingly: "You really don't leave a trace of affection for you, and you will look down on you like a wolf, tiger and leopard? Are the imperial brothers saying that the Italian and the Chinese are all fake?"

I thought this person wouldn't care much, but Heron suddenly opened her eyes and said, "If not, why do you think I could be hurt so deeply by you, and why would I be willing to drink poisonous wine?"

He has such an indisputable personality, but he is willing to come and go in the atrium with many powers for the sake of He Zheng, so as to meet him, even if He Zheng does not read his paintings, he also paints for him all day. poetry. Seeing his anxiety in order to seize power, he racked his brains to teach himself pharmacology, and cultivated his soothing soothing soup, even if he had always regarded him as a pastime, when he was happy, he got close to him, and when he was unhappy, he left him alone On the other hand, he was only when He Zheng was young and did not understand love, waiting patiently for him to grow up.

Every effort was painstaking, and Heron did not believe that this person would not feel it.

After he answered, realizing that he had said nothing, he continued to remain silent.

This answer heard Hezheng both happy and sad. Brother Huang really loved him sincerely, but he lost this love.

"Brother, I know I'm wrong, I'm so damned, I can punish you, but I beg you don't treat yourself like this, seeing you have the slightest damage, your heart is like a knife cut." He Zheng's tone trembled slightly, for a while Fear later.

Heron turned around impatiently. "I was stupid at first, but what do you do to me now? You know, we are impossible."

He Zheng did not want to believe, and still stubbornly shook his head. "I don't know, I don't know, I just want to return from the old emperor."

Herron raised a sneer inexplicably, with a bad tone. "Your old brother is dead. He Zheng, don't push me, I don't owe you."

For decades, this was the first time that he had spoken to He Zheng directly. He had no feeling anymore and was rusty and heartbreaking.

He Zheng never knew that Wenrun Ruyu ’s emperor would have such a dumb day. His majestic atmosphere disappeared. Seeing Heron sitting resolutely, he almost couldn't help but kneel on him. I begged, "Yes, I owe you, but I'm not pressing you, I'm begging you ..."

Even though He Zheng maintained his last hold, he did not ugly get in front of him to whimper and beg for mercy, but it was the first time He Lang had seen such a low-key He Zheng, and his eyes were full of pain and petitions, always so A proud man, who wants to be close but not afraid, is obviously tortured by the spirit. I wonder how much he tasted that day?

Hesitating again and again, Heron whispered the truth gently, "In the past ten years, I have lost my emotions. Although it is incredible, I can lose my emotions. I really feel like I'm still, and I can no longer throb. All feelings are buried. "

For ordinary people, these words must be as fantasy as heaven and earth, but the empty coffin and the disappearance have already made He Zheng understand that the emperor is not simple. He said this, and he did not hesitate to believe, even Feeling a little comfort for his words.

"It turned out that the emperor brother no longer loves him because he lost his emotion? What method can be used to retrieve it now?" As long as the emperor brother's emotion is recovered, the emperor brother will have a lingering affection for him again. ?

It was just that Heran ’s answer was cruel and did not give Hezheng half face and room. “My sentiment has returned.”

This proves that Heron is no longer emotionally affected, but simply has no attachment to Hezheng.

He Zheng's mood was ups and downs, but he could only hide in the eyes of forbearance, but he could still see that the whole person was instantly lost.

After all, it was the person who grew up looking at herself. Heron knew that he was soft-hearted, and he no longer ignored him, and pointed to the direction of the door. We must not be so frivolous, we can still get along with each other just because of our brotherhood. "

"You know you don't want brotherhood." He Zheng's voice was low, his tone full of indignity and grievance.

"Please." Heron was expressionless, repeatedly pointing to the door.

He Zheng seemed to be bitter and bitter in his mouth. He reluctantly could only leave with timidity. When he recalled the cruelty that the emperor had broken his wrists, he still had a messy heart. The demands in his heart retreated. Ignore him and he can be satisfied.

The author has something to say: The line of Bian Hezheng is more biased towards the end of the text, after all, it is the original world.

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