Chapter 23: Why Be Jealous?

The silhouette that appeared in the doorway was actually Ye Donglou, the top scorer in the same subject as Su Yan, the new Household Ministry Langzhi, and the western seat of Prince Yu.

Ye Donglou hand on the door frame, footsteps weak, seems to have been unable to afford the weight of the body, beautiful and picturesque eyebrows a piece of indignation and misery, tears fell like rain.

Su Yan’s mind was racing, and he immediately yelled at him, “Lord Ye save me! Quickly save me!”

Where he could not see, on Ye Donglou this weak willow frame, how can save him, calling for help is just to take himself out of this ridiculous scene, clear the relationship. In the future, even if the rumor goes out, he clarified himself that he was forced by King Yu, there is also a witness.

Ye Donglou, as if he had not heard, approached the bed step by step, his throat was so obstructed that he could not speak, but only dropped his tears.

King Yu sighed and got up, picking up the clothes draped over the spring bench and putting them back on calmly, “What brings you here?”

Ye Donglou choked, “My humble servant arrived unannounced, spoiling His Majesty’s good fortune, and this is to apologize to His Majesty.”

“Donglou is overstated.”

“Your Highness can still remember, the night of the New Year’s Eve of the city, floating lights like the sea, you and I wrapped in a cloak snuggled up to each other, pointing to the moon and vowed to say: ‘the sky and the earth, this love is difficult to end’. The words are still ringing in our ears, but Your Highness has already thrown away the deceased, and is looking for a new love …….”

Simply groove more than no mouth, Su Yan towards the bed up official language sets of words watertight, and good at the scene, where is this reckless style of action? Brightly rely on their own to him have a few points of affection, with this trick to capture the indulgence only.

Who do you think I am, Shen Qi, that I can be pinched and flattened by you? He wanted to laugh cynically and say, “Then Lord Su, make a scene, make a scene until the end of the hair is out of control, and see who is going to suffer a big loss!

His hands, however, seemed to be uncontrolled by this thought, and he tightly clasped Su Yan’s wrist without letting go.

“I’m skewering you.” Su Yan turned around and gazed at him, “I know that your heart may not feel good when you are ordered to kill a weak and innocent little girl. Hands stained with more blood, gradually will think that they are numb, do not care, but when a person is alone, when the midnight dream, when remembering the past, that kind of taste is like a steel knife to scrape the bones, I do not want you because of today’s events, and then add one more knife.”

Shen Qi was stunned.

He has been on the Jin Yi Guards for nearly ten years, and has countless grievous souls and ghosts under his command, and even some who have been tortured to the point of being inhuman. Some people call him a night fork Rakshasa, born with a cruel heart. Some people are afraid of him as jackals, wolves and vipers, and gave him a nickname called “life-destroying seven Lang”.

He never cared about this, and even gradually felt that he should be a night fork Rakshasa, feeding on the scorn and terror of others, in order to be invulnerable. Only by stepping on mountains of corpses can he climb to the top of the peak of peace and security.

Now there is a young man who has not yet known him well, who looks at him without fear, and says to him with pity, “I know what it is like to scrape your bones with a steel knife, and I don’t want you to add another knife to it.

He issued a chilling cold smile, said: I only used a steel knife to scrape the ribs of a living person, but I do not know what it is like to be scraped. This penalty is called “playing the pipa”, the tip of the knife to pluck the bone, its sound resounding, very pleasant, Su Lord would like to hear?

However, the next moment, but found that this cold laughter and this bloody words, all sealed in the chest under a surge of affection, like a sacred weapon to suppress the evil, actually can not seep out the slightest.

This sentiment propelled him, holding Su Yan down on the golden pillar in the center of the veranda and kissing him deeply as if he was fuming.