The young man put on his wedding dress and sat uneasily on the edge of the bed. He raised his head cautiously and looked at the young man in white clothes who was carefully arranging his collar for him. A pair of smart cat eyes full of loss and reluctance, he asked.
"Will Father take Wan Mian away with him?"
The young man's movements paused, and he looked at the young man with a pair of extremely beautiful and empty eyes, silently.
………
When he walked into the dark and dirty dungeon, Xiao Yuanzi was covered in blood and scars, and he looked half-crazy. When she saw him, Xiao Yuanzi ignored the rusty chain around her neck and slowly crawled towards him on the ground. Her once shining eyes were cloudy. He took a few steps back, and Xiao Yuanzi only grabbed the familiar blue hem. He could clearly see the love and regret hidden in Danfeng's blurry eyes.
"Ah Jin, it's obvious that I'm attracted to you..."
Before going crazy, Xiao Yuanzi still didn't express his love.
………
In a daze, he seemed to be sitting in the Black Bamboo Garden. The man was drunk, pressed him heavily on the stone table, and kissed him. The smell of alcohol on his lips was strong and clear.
"Paint..." The man didn't say the last word.
Later, he didn't want him anymore.
………
"Similar, so similar." Those phoenix eyes looked at him obsessively, hugging him tightly and murmuring.
Like what? He didn't ask, because everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the name.
………
That year, he only brought out young men from the palace.
"Father, I call you as long as you can."
An Wimian bit his lip gently like every night, it hurt slightly but was gentle, telling him to escape, as if to soothe him, and he was the one who escaped.
Giving birth to children, forcing love, the protagonist is never a good person.
Intention: To spill the blood
