Peach concubine

Xiao Jingmo lay on the top of the wall for several hours, until late at night, he could still see the lights on in Jian Ruolin's room.

He waited until Yueniang left, watching the man he loved so much, who looked so thin and thin that he would collapse when blown, and stood on the air vent to watch the woman leave—when he was with him, he always It's good that people are precious, but after we separated for a few days, all the things I told him before were all forgotten.

The most hateful thing is that he is still worried about the separation from Jian Ruolin, thinking about whether his illness is cured or not.But this person, when he is good, is like glue to himself, and he has a docile and obedient appearance in front of him, making people mistakenly think that he is deeply in love; but in the blink of an eye, he can have an affair with a good singing girl. unclear.Such a relentless attitude is what Xiao Jingmo cannot tolerate the most.

Once the evil fire in my heart was ignited, it was like a prairie fire, which could not be contained.

During the waiting period, countless thoughts flashed through Xiao Jingmo's mind, no matter which one, he would never spare the person underneath, clamoring from the bottom of his heart: Let him know how powerful you are, lock him firmly by your side, Tell him from now on... never dare to find another woman!Not even men.

As a result, when he appeared in front of Jian Ruolin, the man only showed a slightly surprised expression for a moment, and then returned to calmness and indifference──that expression was not different from the few times Xiao Jingmo first met him.Even the voice was so cold that no extra emotions could be heard: "Are you here?" After a while, he frowned and continued: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Jingmo reached out to pick up his hair, trying to gather those messy strands behind his head and put them away.After experiencing the previous cruel separation, when we met again, Xiao Jingmo was able to behave as calmly as before, as gentle and considerate as the most competent lover.He stared at the person in front of him, looked and looked.

"Forget it, there's no need to tidy up." Jian Ruolin took a step back, avoiding his fingers.

The hand was held there awkwardly, and it took a long time before it was slowly put down.Xiao Jingmo's eyes never left Jian Ruolin's face. When staring at him, he showed a look of confusion mixed with resentment, as if he was struggling, and seemed to want to penetrate Jian Ruolin's indifferent disguise, and see into his heart all the time: "Are you with Chanjuan?" There was no anger as imagined, but a tone like chatting with friends about family life.

Jian Ruolin's eyes seemed to dim for a moment, but she didn't seem to have any. She answered irrelevantly: "There is no more Chanjuan now, she is now just the fragrance master Yueniang who made flowers in my Liufang Pavilion Hundred Gardens."

"It doesn't matter what you call it. Anyway, what I want to talk about has nothing to do with her."

Jian Ruolin was a little flustered by Xiao Jingmo's gaze, and dodged away, but Xiao Jingmo pinched her chin forcefully and turned back, and was forced to look at him.The person has been pressed against the wall, sandwiched between the wall and Xiao Jingmo.

The chin was raised, and the man in front of him, with the ferocity of a beast and a falcon, looked at him for a while, then leaned over and kissed his lips forcefully.She wanted to struggle, but Jian Ruolin's strength was far inferior to Xiao Jingmo's. After several refusals, the man's hand slipped into the skirt of his shirt, rubbing the skin of his waist, caressing crazily.

Such indifference seemed to crush Jian Ruolin into pieces in his arms.

Xiao Jingmo couldn't tell what mood he was in right now. Originally, he separated from Jian Ruolin, and he just took it for granted: he wouldn't waste too much time on unnecessary entanglements, and he wouldn't stay by one person's side for too long.When it comes to changing lovers and playing games with flowers, Xiao Jingmo must be able to recognize him with ease, who would dare to compete with him?

But now, it seems a little regretful.Or not now, but earlier, in those days when my heart seemed to be bitten by insects and ants, the emotion of "regret" had already begun to sprout.

As for whether it was not time for him to get tired of it, or Jian Ruolin was really different, he didn't want to think about it carefully.

Xiao Jingmo heard himself say: "Ruo Lin, I don't want to let go, come back to me."

Jian Ruolin leaned on his shoulder, panting, and nodded without restraint after a while, and said softly: "Okay." She closed her eyes, and a powerless fragility appeared on her pale face.

This kind of tranquility didn't last long, top-heavy, Jian Ruolin was picked up by Xiao Jingmo, went into the room, found the bed and threw it in.The handsome man was trapped in the soft bed, with plain white single clothes and a thin body, he looked a bit pitiful and distressed.But Xiao Jingmo restrained himself, pressed on him and tore his trousers indiscriminately, all the way down to his ankles, and groped into the gap between the white hills.

Jian Ruolin grabbed the quilt under her body with both hands, shedding two lines of tears silently.

When Xiao Jingmo entered him from behind, he couldn't help letting out a high-pitched cry, suppressing the whimpering sound, two white jade-like backs hung down on both sides, and in the middle was a violently moving man.

The place where I haven't been in love for a long time is hot and painful from rubbing.

Because Xiao Jingmo loves his body, the number of times he has sex has always been restrained, most of the time it is just a kind of intimate play, which can be solved with hands.And the number of times that the last step is actually achieved is very small.So such an intense affair, for Jian Ruolin, was beyond her ability to bear—but it was also the pain and madness that made Jian Ruolin feel as if she had come alive.

At the moment of the final release, Xiao Jingmo lowered his head and bit the flesh of the back of Jian Ruolin's neck, exerted great force, and ended his frenzied venting with a few low and muffled groans.Hugging Jian Ruolin, who was a little absent-minded, she whispered in his ear: "You are not allowed to go to someone else." In a domineering and resentful tone, after a while, he murmured again as if he had been hurt: "You just Can have me, only me."

At that time, Jian Ruolin had already fallen into a drowsy sleep, and she didn't know if she heard it.But these days, I have been exhausted physically and mentally, and finally got a good night's sleep this night.

Waking up at dawn, Jian Ruolin was lying on the side of the bed, pillowed on the man's arm, the ambiguous atmosphere of last night still lingered in the air.The morning sun shot in, and a golden-red sun hung in the blue sky.

Xiao Jingmo also woke up soon, and when he saw his eyes open, he lowered his head and kissed his forehead and cheek: "Get up?"

Jian Ruolin nodded, when she got up, she tore the wound behind her, her movements froze immediately, her face turned pale.Insisting on getting up with Xiao Jingmo and getting dressed, leaning against the bed in an extremely unnatural posture, when the belt was tightened, the slender shape was outlined, too tight to hold.

Xiao Jingmo loves his beautiful hair very much, and always likes to hold a handful in his hand to grind and play with, and put it to his nose to sniff from time to time, "Is it important?" He wrapped his arms around him from behind, hugged him and then slowly handed him over. They folded and moved to his chest, letting Jian Ruolin's whole body sink into his generous chest: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious yesterday."

Jian Ruolin smiled lightly and said it was okay, her back was pressed against his chest, with slender and powerful arms around her waist, the familiar temperature was transmitted through the two layers of clothing, warm and intoxicating.Some people who are greedy for such an embrace... There is only such a rare moment left, use up a little bit.

There was an inexplicable sadness in the dark pupils, but he turned his back to Xiao Jingmo and was not noticed.

At this moment, Xiao Si'er rushed in. Early in the morning, he seemed to have seen a ghost, and he didn't even have time to knock on the door.Even if they saw two people hugging each other, there was no reaction, and the whole little face turned pale with shock.

"My lord, my lord..." The little book boy chirped hoarsely with a crying boyish voice.

Jian Ruolin opened her mouth: "What are you doing so frizzy?" There seemed to be a vibrato, but it was almost indistinguishable.

Little Si'er threw himself into Jian Ruolin's arms all of a sudden, crying loudly, heart-piercingly, sobbing uncontrollably: "Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master, something happened... When we crossed the river, there was a storm and capsized the boat... It's gone , all gone... wow..."

Jian Ruolin's eyes darkened, she shook her body, and said tremblingly, "It's not true, it's not true, right?"

Xiao Si'er cried so sad that his voice became hoarse: "On the way back, there was a storm... The whole ship, including people and cargo, was swept in by the water... After the wind calmed down, the entire sea was full of corpses... Those who survived found the body of the young master, with all the clothes on his body...but his face was completely changed, and the person, person couldn't be saved...Woooo..."

After Jian Ruolin heard this, she became dizzy for a while, pushed Xiao Si'er away and rushed out, Xiao Jingmo seemed to exclaim "Ruo Lin", but he didn't seem to, but he couldn't listen to anything anymore.

In the front hall, a pair of coffins stopped in the middle, and Jian Ruolin walked heavily, dragging her body step by step, staggering, as if she was about to fall down in the next moment.He just stared at the coffin in front of him without blinking, as if he wanted to make a hole out of it.He couldn't hear the shrill cries in the hall, or the crisp sound of the leaves blown by the wind outside the house. In the whole world, it seemed that only his cautious panting and gentle footsteps were left.

The person in the coffin was completely unrecognizable, and his whole body showed a kind of edema after being soaked in water for a long time.But that figure and clothes were vaguely the one he was most familiar with.

When I was a child, I hugged myself and sat on my lap and sang songs to lull him to sleep... When I grew up, I arranged everything for him meticulously, and always told him in a loving tone that I should put on clothes and be careful when it was cold... He went to Lingnan When he was young, he was still alive, talking, laughing, angry and sighing, although he was ignorant, but he tolerated everything, a cup of hanging flower frosting, in his mouth, it was sweet to the bottom of his heart... Brother and father A kind of blood connection, involving them...

Brother, why did you leave like this, leaving him alone, what should we do?

──What should I do? !

His chest was congested badly, and the tears had clearly flowed into his eyes, but they couldn't flow out no matter what.Eyes wide open!Yuan, with a strange blood red in front of his eyes, cruelly took away the most important and only relative in his life.

"Big Brother──" Jian Ruolin supported the coffin with her hand, and fell headfirst.Bright red blood slid down the corner of his mouth, dripped on the pale skirt, and blurred into a large blood red.

That color stung people's eyes.

The house of Jian's family was changed into plain white in an instant.Everything that comes into view is plain.

Xiao Jingmo has been guarding Jian Ruolin's bedside for two days.The sudden death of illness came without warning──The bad news of my brother's misfortune completely crushed the pretending brave man.

There was a wave of ups and downs, the Jian family held a big funeral here, Jian Ruolin became unconscious due to illness; the business of Liufang Pavilion in that side was maliciously plotted by someone with a heart, and plummeted.

──Jane Ruoxi went to Lingnan not only to collect bills, but also to buy goods.When the cargo ship capsized, it was equivalent to ruining Liufang Pavilion's raw materials for the second half of the year.That's not to mention, there is no certainty that a large sum of accounts from Lingnan will be recovered, and even if it is recovered, it will sink into the bottom of the river along with the cargo ship and disappear into nothingness.

The bigger the business of Liufang Pavilion, the more sloppy the turnover of funds. Losing such a large amount of account money and losing a large amount of raw materials, for Liufang Pavilion, if it is not handled properly, it will be fatal. hit.

Liufang Pavilion has almost monopolized the incense powder business of the entire Dynasty for these years, which has long caused dissatisfaction and jealousy among colleagues. Now that something happened, some people watched from the other side, and some made things worse. .What's more, the eldest son of the Jian family who is good at doing business is gone, and I don't know how many people are staring at this piece of fat with green eyes.

The so-called coldness and warmth of human feelings and the coldness of the world are nothing more than this.

However, Jian Ruolin, the only second son of the Jian family who can take care of him, is sick, and the Jian family and Liufang Pavilion have become a building that is about to collapse. No matter how unwilling Jian Ruolin is, he has no power to recover.

"Ruolin, I'll help you." Xiao Jingmo pushed Jian Ruolin, who was struggling to get up, back on the bed again. The thin man's face was blushing sickly, and he was still in a daze, but when he woke up, When I came here, I was thinking about the affairs of Liufang Pavilion, Xiao Jingmo persuaded him several times, but he refused to take medicine and rest honestly.

"Take good care of your body and recover from your illness. You don't have to worry about Liufang Pavilion." Feeling sorry for Jian Ruolin's continuous blows, Xiao Jingmo wished he could replace this person and shield him from all the wind and rain. Emphasize and promise again: "Trust me, I will help you keep it. Liufang Pavilion is still the largest incense powder shop in the entire dynasty, and no one can replace it."

On the day of Jian Ruoxi's burial, the plain white paper floated the entire Jiangling River.

Jian Ruolin mourned in person by the river, and wrote an eloquent mourning essay, which moved people to tears.Afterwards, some people commented on this article, using "every word is full of tears, every sentence weeps blood" as the eight-character judgment.

"Mr. Fusu" is famous for his talent, and after this article, he is even more legendary──

People only saw the sorrow and sorrow of the article, and how heartbroken the person who wrote it was, but they couldn't understand it after all.

There were rustling footsteps beside her, and Jian Ruolin turned her head, just like the day when she first saw the man. The man was as dazzling as if he had stepped out of the afterglow of the setting sun. The charming eyes of the peach blossoms have attracted the souls of many people, and how many people's hearts have been broken.

After repeating the actions countless times, Xiao Jingmo walked up to him, silently unfolded the windbreaker in his hand, and put it on his shoulders.

The man's fingers were long and strong, but when he was tightening his belt, that hand showed an incredible gentleness and flexibility, flying like a dance.

He remembered the saddest and hardest time, when the man hugged him tightly and said to him, "Don't be afraid Ruolin, I'm here."

Just like now, Xiao Jingmo held his face, he was so sad that he shed tears, and the man gently wiped away the water stains on his face, his voice was low and soothing, with a calming force: "I will be with you, always ……be with you."

──Accompany him on the road ahead, and give him a hand when he can't go on; accompany him through the wind and waves, hold an umbrella for him to protect him from the wind and rain; accompany him to cry with him, never leave ...It sounds so beautiful that it is an illusory love story.

There was a faint smile on Jian Ruolin's mouth, and the sad smile was reflected in the afterglow of the setting sun, which was bleak for no reason.

Closing his eyes, he squandered the small amount of warmth and allowed himself to drown in the tenderness.

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This is the end of the public chapter.The official VIP chapter update starts on June 6st.I know it's a bit long, twelve days, but this is a requirement of the website, and I'm also depressed because Mao doesn't just post 1 words and just V directly, and there must be a time limit.During this period, I will switch to "Slave Desire" for updates. For details, please refer to the announcement to be released later.