Although he didn't know why, Wenren Qianjue vaguely knew that the wound was related to him.
Why Why not let her know earlier?
Wenren Qianjue bit her lip, motionless and depressed.
Outside the window, the moon suddenly dimmed.
In the bright starry sky, a star suddenly appeared in a dark place.
It was so bright that it was almost alluring and could drive people crazy just by looking at it.
And the emperor star next to the demon star dimmed in an instant.
This situation did not last long and soon disappeared.
In the courtyard of Ouyang's house, Ouyang Junnuo looked up for a long time.
After making sure that everything was back to normal, he lowered his head and took a sip of the wine he had prepared.
Silent.
Every time something happens to Qian Jue, this demon star will shine brightly He was always uneasy in his heart.
The next day, the carriage that came to pick them up from the palace was ready.
The steward of the Night Palace personally sent a new carriage.
The large black carriage was completely black and the horses were strong and beautiful.
If Wenren Qianjue read it correctly, it seems that if anyone gets a thousand-mile horse, they will be blinded by joy.
For Baili Suye, he is just a carriage driver.
The abbot master specifically called Wenren Qianjue aside, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Crown Princess, there are some things that the old monk must tell you, and please don't take offense to the Crown Princess."
Take advantage of His Majesty the Seventh Prince not going out yet, otherwise something will happen.
Wenren Qianjue shrugged, looking indifferent: "Master, just tell me what you have to say.
I will never be too busy."
The abbot and abbot sighed: "That day in the secret room, the princess heard the prince say that he had several enemies.
As for the prince's current situation, those enemies are likely to find clues and catch up to the door.
If there is such a moment," The old monk took off his prayer beads from his neck and handed it to Wenren Qianjue: "Princess, please don't fight with a mortal body.
Take this thing and come to the temple to find the old monk."
That string of Buddhist beads is neither gold nor jade, and its whole body is extraordinary.
You can tell at a glance that it is not ordinary.
Wenren Qianjue smiled and lazily pushed the string of beads back: "Master's kindness, Qianjue wholeheartedly accepts it.
Unfortunately, he can't do it.
If the enemy comes to the door, let me abandon my lover and escape by myself.
I won’t be able to do this kind of thing in my next life.”
The abbot and abbot carefully looked at Wenren Qianjue and sighed: "The Crown Princess gradually made me realize that maybe the Crown Prince's choice is right."
Even if you shouldn't fall in love with a mortal.
It can be seen that thousands of people are always different from ordinary people.
"Qianjue" A voice like a poppy came coldly, and the abbot and abbot immediately put on a smiling face: "Oh, it seems like a good omen for the Crown Princess to come down the mountain this time.
The old monk is in love.
The couple is in love, and they have been together for three years."
Wenren Qianjue has a black line on his head.
This old monk must have changed too quickly.
Baili Suye walked over, took his little girl's hand, and took her away from the abbot and abbot without saying a word, as if she was afraid that Wenren Qianjue would be contaminated.
"What did he tell you?"
On the carriage, His Highness was leaning lazily on the edge of the table.
The hollow incense burner was burning with scent, and he looked even more evil hidden behind the smoke.
Wenren Qianjue picked up a piece of fruit to eat.
Seeing that the carriage was already moving, he opened the curtain of the window and looked at the scenery outside: "I didn't say anything.
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They were just congratulations and blessings."
"Hmm."
Baili Suye responded lazily, picking up the silver pick with his long fingers and stirring the ashes in the incense burner.
Wenren Qianjue recalled that scene when she saw his hand, and leaned forward pretending to be nonchalant: "You are so concerned about what someone said to me, are you hiding something from me?"
Baili Suye's posture did not change, and she fiddled with it for a while before calmly putting it down.
Use hair He wiped his hands with a towel and rubbed Wenren Qianjue's hair: "Well, this looks a bit like a woman.
Isn't it said that women have a strong desire to control?"
Wenren Qianjue avoided his hand, feeling a little depressed.
Don’t say it, still don’t want to say it.
They are husband and wife.
Although they haven't consummated their marriage yet, there is something they don't want to tell her.
“Really not” Even though she was called a controlling person, she still wanted to ask clearly.
Baili Suye's expression gradually became silent, and his dark eyes fell on Wenren Qianjue's face: "What exactly do you want to ask?"
This stupid woman is acting strangely today.
Abnormality is never a good thing.
"For example, what's going on with your hands?"
Wenren Qianjue glanced at his slender and perfect fingers, and his eyes finally focused on the crescent-shaped scar.
The look in Baili Suye's eyes suddenly changed, and then he simply leaned back and said with an evil look, "I'm injured."
He wasn't lying.
The love poison was indeed the result of injury.
Wenren Qianjue looked at him steadily: "It's that simple.
Are you sure?"
She took a deep breath: "There is nothing in the world that can hurt you.
I have hurt you for so long but can't heal at all." ” She didn't give him another chance to speak, and her fingers suddenly fell on the belt around her waist.
With a few flips of his nimble fingers, the belt fell down.
The ancient-style coat loosened most of it in an instant, giving me the fragrant feeling of having just woken up.
"What are you doing?"
Baili Suye's eyes became colder and colder, narrowing into a thin line.
"Do what I should do."
Wenren Qianjue gently unbuttoned Luo's shirt, revealing the middle coat underneath, and then loosely unbuttoned the clothes underneath.
Only a piece of bra is left, which can barely cover the turbulent waves on the chest.
She was so skinny that she didn't have a few ounces of flesh, but she had a little bit of where she should be.
Gritting her teeth, she untied her bun, and her hair flowed down like a waterfall.
Even in bed, she was always a little resistant.
She had never been as charming as she is now.
Usually it's coquettish, usually it's innocent. almost fatal potion The strange thing is that although Baili Suye clearly felt something and his breathing became heavier, there was no sign of the wound spreading.
Could it be that I guessed wrongly?
Wenren Qianjue frowned and was still unwilling to accept this result.
According to the events in his impression, it was indeed related to him.
"Can you put your clothes on?"
Baili Suye seemed a little helpless towards her.
He stood up lazily, picked up her coat that was scattered on the ground, and put it on her body.
"Your Majesty the Seventh Prince" Wenren Qianjue suddenly raised his head, his watery eyes full of tenderness.
Her face turned red and she kissed his lips unhurriedly: "Do you like me?"
Everything Baili Suye had just held back instantly disintegrated.
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The love poison on her hands began to spread crazily and erode, until her hands gradually melted away as if sulfuric acid had been poured on them.
At first, there was no problem when Wenren Qianjue took off her clothes.
Because that is desire, and desire can be suppressed.
Love, cannot.
"It turns out it's really because of me."
Wenren Qianjue saw a terrible scene again.
He fell down on the carpet, his eyes were stunned, as if he couldn't believe the smell of blood.
He had smelled it every time he pushed him away.
So that's it Everything that had suddenly gone cold seemed to have been answered.
This man never changed his mind from beginning to end.
He changed just because he didn't want her to know how injured he was.
What others said was right, she could only become Baili Suye's weakness.
Before, she was too naive "How long":