[Cheerful mouth owes miracle doctor VS innocent green tea general]
Pei Yi is a dead branch trapped in the rules of the family, and his freedom is locked up by invisible heavy shackles.
But Zhou Lu is like the wind blowing from the mountains and fields, wrapped in the strong aura of rivers and lakes, and he lives like the toughest pines and cypresses on the top of the cliff.
It is said that you should not pick up men on the roadside, so Zhou Su reluctantly picked up a young man covered in blood. The man was curled up on the couch with a pale face, and his eyelashes trembled like a dying butterfly when he was given medicine.
When Zhou Lu used his own power to find out his identity, he couldn't help but sigh: If he were not a prince, it would be good to have such an obedient appearance.
But things are unpredictable. Pei Yi's identity was exposed. After knowing that he was the murderous general, Zhou Lu was so frightened that he almost lost his balance. He actually mistakenly thought that the wolf cub was the prince!
Pei Yi walked away resolutely, leaving not even a single corner of his clothes behind, and even Zhou Lu didn't even take a second look.
When they met again, the banquet was full of guests and friends. Zhou Lu politely handed over his hand and said, "Well, General."
Pei Yi looked at Zhou Lu, the crimson in his eyes burning more than the remaining blood on the tip of the sword. His Adam's apple rolled for a while, and he could only say in a hoarse voice: "Miss Zhou."
She thought this absurdity was over, but she was blocked in the room that night.
Pei Yi knocked back and asked first, "Did you lie to me all the time? Why don't you just want me?"
Zhou Lu wanted to laugh a little, but said calmly: "From now on, we will be clean."
He suddenly collapsed, tears fell on the table one by one, his voice choked: "Liangqing... Why Liangqing, you have no heart..."
Pei Yi lowered his head and covered the madness in his eyes with tears. No matter what, he would never let go.
Later, it became known throughout the whole court that General Killer followed a Zhou Sage all day long.
This week, the Holy Hand always grabbed the general's ear and scolded him: "If you dare to pretend to be pitiful again, I will throw you back to Northern Xinjiang!"
The cold-faced general in the past frowned, his eyes full of pity: "A-Zhen, what did I do wrong? Tell me, I will definitely change, you can't let me go."
Zhou Lu: "..."
Intention: The buried obsession will eventually come true
