Royal Road

As soon as he spoke, Liang Feng realized that his tone of voice was not appropriate, and then changed his tone: "Han Shi San can mess up people's mind, or mania, or indulgence, and the things they do are ridiculous. That day... you don't have to take it to heart. "

His tone is neither light nor heavy, and there is also a kind of condolences to do business. Hanshisan has such a notoriety. After taking the medicine, there are people who drew their swords and flies, or went crazy at the banquet to harlot them. It can be said that the style of Ren Birth in the Jin Dynasty is not without the effect of medicine.

This is an extremely legitimate explanation and an indisputable excuse. An excellent reason for both of them to be decent and to avoid that awkward past.

However, Yi Yan's shoulders trembled. Kneeling for so long, the body that almost blends with the furnishings in the house has gained popularity. It's not vivid and uneasy, but rather embarrassed, like a dead leaf in a very cold wind. With just a little more strength, you will fall to the top of the tree and be shattered.

"The lord told me...forgot?" Yi Yan raised his head and locked the figure of the person on the couch with those blue eyes.

There was also a tremor in his voice, just like a whisper. That is the tone that only heartbreakers can have, and what flashes in those eyes is a desperate bet that is forced into the corner.

Liang Feng couldn't help closing his eyes. Oops.

He is not stupid. Although it was still in the chaotic period after the coma, his brain was also very foggy. But for those chaotic affairs, he knew well. It was not an "accident". I took the medicine, my head was unclear, and I couldn't control myself like any addict. But what about Yiyan? He didn't take medicine, he didn't have any reason to lose his mind and be forced to act. If he wants to, there are a hundred ways to restrain himself and let the medicinal properties dissolve out.

But he didn't.

On the contrary, some are just fanatics. It is the passion that intersects with each other and can't wait to rub each other into the bone marrow. There are still countless finger marks on his body. As long as he closes his eyes, he can remember the crazy pressing under his hips. No one would take "accidents" to such a point.

Yi Yan has a different mindset for him, and this mindset has been drugged, which has led to the limits of self-control.

Naturally, Liang Feng couldn't accept such a thing. That's Yi Yan! He is a general who has been trained by himself, a confidant, and a close person to his disciple!

Liang Feng talked about love for half his life, but he never talked to a man, never even thought about it. This kind of thing, put it on other buddies, he can still make fun and watch the excitement, put it on himself, it is not the case!

Because of this, he gave the steps ahead of time. If you want to hide, continue to hide. Even if you turn a blind eye, you don't hear it. However, the person in front of him did not follow the ladder and walked the remaining decent path.

"The lord can detest me, can drive me away, but if I forget it, he can't..." Yi Yan trembled even more. When he noticed the dodge in the lord's eyes, he knew that there was no possibility of turning around.

He could have held it back, he could have been a loyal minister and good general for a lifetime, just to stay by his side. But everything was ruined, and it was so ruined that people were caught off guard. Compared with hatred, he was more afraid of dodge and perfunctory in the eyes of that person, afraid that everything would disappear and leave no mark.

It was so embarrassing that people couldn't bear to look at it. Liang Feng grabbed the quilt at hand and felt that the cold sweat on his body was also coming out: "Yi Yan, you are still young and will be misled by certain emotions. You still have a great future, why bother... so."

He is actually aware of the paleness and powerlessness of his words, but in the face of such a situation, what can be said to be appropriate?

"The lord saves me in the dust...If there is no lord, how come I am today?" Yi Yan seemed to stop the terrible tremor a little bit, propped up slightly, walked slowly on his knees, and crawled towards the bed.

His limbs are strong enough to support any movement, but this knee is staggering severely. It seems to be falling away, and it's like being drunk. However, at the same time it collapsed, it was still reluctant.

He knelt in front of Liang Feng: "If the lord wants my life, he can reach out and take it. However, in three years, I dare not forget it for a moment..."

Yi Yan lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the floor. There, a corner of Liang Feng's broad robe fell down, making this action feel like worshipping or kissing a kiss, that is, pious and humble, making people feel stuck.

He did not touch himself. But Liang Feng felt his body was shaking. The chaotic memory rushed to his mind again. Liang Feng has given up on cold food powder, and has also experienced painful withdrawal reactions. However, at that time, what he accepted was a dying body, and in his sensory nerves, there was no extreme pleasure brought by taking medicine.

Therefore, he can quit. Quit simply and neatly. If you don't know the beauty, why are you afraid to abandon it?

But now, he has tasted the real cold food powder. That exciting, pleasant, indescribable bliss. It can make people forget their worries and climb to the pinnacle of ecstasy. This is the most feared magic of drugs. And now, the feeling is back again, as if the person who was one arm away did not kiss on the robe, but kissed the back of his instep, stroking his itchy skin...

"Absurd!" Liang Feng's teeth also began to rattle. He stared at Yi Yan's bandaged hand and couldn't help but cursed. All this is so **** absurd!

If he were to change to what he was, would Yiyan embark on this **** path? If you didn't come to this **** of a world, would you encounter such a ridiculous scene?

why? Just because of this face?

Yi Yan is the head coach of the Liang Mansion, a general he has trained! How will it end when it's like this? Or did he dare to threaten him and make a desperate bet when he knew he couldn't give up?

"absurd!"

Anger and panic surged at the same time, and Liang Feng bent his back and grabbed his leg with his nails. It's too itchy, it's too painful, there's something trying to get out there, gnawing his bones! How can he tolerate it! How can he tolerate it!

A depressed growl burst out of the throat.

Yi Yan raised his head abruptly, with a look of horror flashing in his eyes. In the next instant, he rushed up and tightly grasped Liang Feng's wrist: "Master, your Danshi has started!"

Yi Yan has seen this, seen such self-harm and madness. But he didn't expect that just a dose of cold food powder would bring the lord back to the worst situation.

Liang Feng did not stop and continued to struggle. In my mind, the things that were still clear gradually became chaotic, and only the original desire was left. Give him something that can be liberated, and give him comfort!

A hug tightly encircled him, his arms clasped like iron hoops on his breastbone. It was like being trapped in a cage, all his movements were suppressed, even his lips touched something. That is something he is familiar with.

The jaw tapped into flesh and blood, tearing the skin. The big rough hand severely strangled his shoulder blades. That feeling, familiar to death, even let his teeth loose for a moment.

"Get out..." Loosing the **** shoulders, Liang Feng spit out a few words with difficulty.

The person under him only trembled and raised his voice: "Qingmei! Call Doctor Jiang! The lord has an attack!"

Only after hearing this sentence, Liang Feng's consciousness became blurred again. And that rock-solid arm has never left.

There was a panic outside, Jiang Da rushed in. Seeing the scene inside the house, his complexion changed: "Why did it happen so soon?"

Yi Yan's eyes are red: "Can there be any medicine to calm the lord?!"

"There is no cure for a Danshi attack. Only taking Hanshisan..." Jiang Da stomped his feet bitterly, "Damn it! How many doses did this thief use!"

"Can't take it anymore!" Yi Yan replied decisively.

How did Jiang Da not know this? The lord's body was already weak, but he was dying due to the scattered poisonous disease. After three years of meticulous conditioning by himself and Ge Hong, his health was restored. This time, it was all ruined!

"I can't get acupuncture right now. Find a few people quickly and tie the lord's hands and feet to avoid hurting others and himself when the attack occurs..." Jiang Da couldn't help but see the blood dripping from Yiyan's shoulders.

"No. I can bear it. Don't let the lord be hurt." Yi Yan didn't let go of the person in his arms. On the contrary, he hugged him tighter.

"You...oh!" Jiang Da stamped his foot again, "Go and get the soothing fragrance! And my medicine chest!"

Where can I manage so much? It's important to treat the disease first!

No longer paying attention to the chaotic crowd, Yi Yan turned his head and pressed his hand behind the lord's head. Silky black hair overflowed from his fingers, like a thick crow feather. It seems that if you let go, you will fly away from your arms.

No one can let him let go.

No one can!

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Fleeing all the way north from Leping, it took a full seven days before Wang Yu returned to Youzhou. This way, there is enough worry and fear. Originally there were not many guards, and a chaotic battle turned into a remnant. But how can fifty or sixty people be enough for the countless realms of thieves and bandits through the chaos of Jizhou like this?

Thanks to a group of Youzhou soldiers who had suppressed bandits along the way, he was able to return to his homeland in peace.

The experience that was so boring, now the roots of the teeth that make people hate it itch. Although he was only a bastard, as the beloved son of Youzhou Governor Wang Jun, has Wang Yu ever encountered such a tragic situation? This Liang Zixi must make him look good!

When he returned to Jicheng, Wang Yu went back to the mansion to freshen up, but did not dare to stay, and went straight to his father's Dudu Mansion. This time, he must tell his father carefully about it!

However, when he entered the study, Wang Jun's face was solemn and he was sitting behind the bookcase. Seeing Wang Yu, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you back from Leping?"

"My lord, the child is incompetent, and I have never done anything to explain it..." Wang Yu choked in his throat and knelt down, "Then Liang Zixi is too arrogant..."

Wang Jun raised his hand and stopped Wang Yu's words: "Go to the party, here is a letter."

"Huh?" Wang Xun couldn't help but stunned. Delivering the letter, arrived in Youzhou earlier than him? Liang Zixi sent it?

Wang Jun picked up a piece of paper from the table and handed it over: "Let's take a look first."

Wang Lin took the letter paper and looked intently. I saw a line of words written sparsely above, the handwriting is very beautiful, but the content is confusing.

"The sickness is unbearable, why do you harm each other? The different ways do not seek each other."

Stone scattered? What stone powder? Wang Lin raised his head blankly and met his father's stern face.

Seeing his son's expression, Wang Jun's face became even colder: "It is said that Liang Zixi was poisoned by the five stones you laid down and almost died. Is there such a thing?"