Only when the night was quiet, in the Wushan Palace, deep in Su Mu, when Mo Ran was asleep, Chu Wanning could get up and stroke Mo Ran's pale face.

Only then can I say softly: "I'm sorry, it's because my master didn't protect you."

I didn't protect you.

Make you a pawn for someone else.

Become a tyrant who is scolded by thousands of people.

No one in the world knows your true appearance, you have been kind, you have been innocent, you have been troubled by being unable to save the earthworms on rainy days, you have laughed brightly for the blooming lotus flowers in the pond.

Everyone in the world blames you for being cold-blooded and ruthless, but you didn’t know that you once scratched your head shyly and said, “I, I have no ability. If you have some spare money in the future, build more houses and place them for people who don’t live in the same place as me before. That’s all.”

Everyone hates you to kill and slaughter, but you didn't know that you once told me: "Master, I want a magic weapon like the question of heaven. It can distinguish black and white, and it can also save lives."

Everyone is cursing you, everyone will be punished.

I already know the truth, but I can't repay your dignity.

Perhaps people like Mo Ran are always sensitive to their eyes, even if they are asleep. His eyelids move slightly, and before Chu Wanning reacts, his eyes opened: "You..."

The four eyes are opposite.

"What are you looking at?"

Chu Wanning's mood was extremely tense at this time. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he turned over and avoided looking at Mo Ran, and then said, "It's nothing."

Mo Ran didn't say anything. After a while, a warm body hugged him from behind, and his strong and broad chest pressed against Chu Wanning's back.

In the dark night, Chu Wanning opened his eyes, and the breeze in front of him was blowing the curtains, and behind him was the hot heart of the Emperor of Immortal. The man's voice was not sure whether it was ridiculous or lazy, and he said lightly: "You are so cold and sweaty."

As he said that, he leaned down and sniffed it on the side of his neck.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Mo Ran chuckled, with some leisure as a waking man, "I smelled some fear."

Chu Wanning didn't answer, but he was indeed shaking gently.

It’s not that he was afraid, but because sadness and self-blame almost destroyed him. He almost exhausted all his strength just to maintain this last bit of calmness.

He finally succeeded in pretending to pass under Mo Ran's nose. Mo Ran did not notice his strangeness. After yawning, he gradually woke up. He sniffed Chu Wanning's shoulders and temples, and "um" with satisfaction.

"But then again, why does your body have a fragrance of flowers even when you sweat?" He smiled and said, "It's just like a human form made of plants and trees."

If you joke like this, you will definitely be a swearing scolding that is extremely shameful and angry.

But that night, Mo Ran waited for a while, but did not wait for Chu Wanning's response. He was a little surprised, so he simply stood up, turned Chu Wanning over, and overwhelmed him tightly. His majestic and broad figure completely enveloped the people under him.

His eyes looked into his eyes.

He lay under him, with only each other in his eyes.

A little unextinguished candlelight in the hall penetrated through the overlapping gauze tents. In such dim light, Mo Ran stared at the handsome face that was so close to him.

The eyebrows are still sharp, the phoenix eyes are flying slanted, the bridge of the nose is high, and the eyebrows are naturally arrogant.

But for some reason, I felt something was wrong tonight.

"What's wrong with you?" He stretched out his hand and touched Chu Wanning's cheek. A tremor came from his fingers, and the person under him suddenly closed his eyes, feeling all kinds of emotions, and he couldn't bear it.

Mo Ran woke up completely from sleep.

He felt thrilled.

Whether it was Chu Wanning's frowning eyebrows, water-colored thin lips, or the thin and fragile face... All of this greatly satisfied his desire to conquer.

But there was a vague sense of unstability, which made Mo Ran patiently ask him: "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Wanning opened her eyes, and a tiny luster flashed in her half-closed eyes.

The pain and depression in his heart were really nowhere to vent, and he finally became a mute sentence: "How did we... get to where we are today."

“…”

"If I had stopped it earlier, would it be different?"

Mo Ran did not answer. He thought Chu Wanning was ridiculous. He had been defeated by his subordinates for so long, became a relative, a concubine, and a forbidden body.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, why did you have such thoughts again tonight?

There were no one else in Wushan Hall at night, only this resentful couple who were naked on the bed. The fragrance of flowers floating outside the window made Mo Ran feel relaxed, and he didn't want to get angry with this ungrateful man.

His patience with Concubine Chu was always much better than that with the queen.

So he looked at Chu Wanning's forbearance and pain with great interest. He looked at him and felt itchy, and it seemed that a flame was ignited again.

So he rarely joked with him, with a little lazy: "If Wanning discovered the signs of being the emperor earlier, how would he want to stop me?"

The fingertips were caressing them inch by inch. Stepping on the immortal king was sexy and lazy: "Do you take your body?"

Looking at the complex emotions that were inexplicably scattered in Chu Wanning's eyes, Mo Ran's eyes became wet and depressed. After a moment, he cursed in a low voice.

He could not stand any temptation that Chu Wanning gave him, whether intentionally or not.

If the Eight Defeats and Eternal Hate were born from desire, could this body of one's own body be able to arouse Mo Ran's own heat?

He doesn't know.

Very messy.

Everything is messy.

Chu Wanning kept asking as Mo Ran was listening to him.

For the first time in his life, he felt like duckweed, unable to grasp anything, unable to control anything, and unable to change anything.

This night, he was so fragile for the first time.

So the bed was almost overturned, and the bed was almost overturned, and the bedding and pillows were all in the wrong position and slid to the ground, but the two people who were in a fierce manner didn't care about anything.

This kind of fusion can even be said to be lingering.

The sound even made the palace servant who was on duty outside, when he saw Chu Wanning the next day, his cheeks were slightly red and his eyes were filled with some ambiguity of exploration.

He missed him, and he was also stimulated by him to his spiritual senses disintegrate, and the mattress was made ambiguous and wet.

In fact, this should be considered the first time that Chu Wanning was directly released by Mo Ran without taking medicine.

In a trance, he heard Mo Ran say in a low voice: "It is natural for us to get to this point today. Do you know why?"

“…”

"I wanted you very early." Mo Ran's fingers sank into Chu Wanning's long dark hair. "I hate you so much that you are arrogant and look cold. No matter what I do, I can't please you."

Chu Wanning's eye feathers trembled slightly, almost stinging.

The man was still murmuring on his temples. It was him who was bullied, but the man who got the advantage thought about the past was like a grudge: "No matter how good I did or how hard I worked, you wouldn't look at me."

No.

There has been a gentle relationship between you and me, a pot of wine among flowers, an umbrella held together in the rain, and a moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival. But you have forgotten, and I can't mention it now.

"So, look, only by breaking your hands and feet, pulling away your muscles and bones, and pulling out your claws, will you lie under me obediently." Mo Ran kissed him, his tone crazy and enthusiastic, "Only by becoming the Emperor of the Immortal, can I oppress you, torture you, force you, and trample on you like this."

The place where it was released was still hot, pulsing between the flesh and blood.

"I can see what you are now." Mo Ran said softly, "Even if you fall into hell and are sentenced to be reborn, it is worth it. It's exciting enough."

He touched Chu Wanning's hair and did not withdraw until the end.

It was from this day that Mo Ran began to have this habit - even if he knew that Chu Wanning would get sick and knew that there was something wrong with this or that, he would not be willing to come out.

There was a handful of hot fire in his heart, with desires splashing everywhere, and the beastly nature was hideous.

Only Chu Wanning is his water, his box, and the person he wants to tear apart and kiss his stump.

And what about Chu Wanning? After the initial pain, he finally began to slowly sink down, slowly began to be alone, sorting out all the known clues, thinking about what the person behind the scenes planted the flower of eternal regret for Mo Ran, what he planned and what he wanted in the end.

On the other hand, although the book says that the flower of Everlasting Regret is impossible to pull out when it reaches the third stage, Chu Wanning is still unwilling to give up.

He has never given up.

He refused to accept his fate.

In this way, day after day.

After losing spiritual power, Chu Wanning was very difficult to do anything, let alone not let the second person know.

It is difficult to find the mastermind behind the scenes, and it is even more fantasy to remove the flower of Everlasting Regret, but the purpose of that person manipulating Mo Ran is becoming more and more obvious-

Because Mo Ran began to practice the gate of life and death in time and space.

"I can't practice the rebirth technique anymore."

I still remember Mo Ran stood in front of the window that day, looking at the chirping oriole outside, and said lightly, "I read the file and said that only those with heavy yin energy may learn it." As he said that, he turned around and looked at Chu Wanning: "I plan to practice the first forbidden technique."

"The Gate of Life and Death in Time and Space?"

"Otherwise, what else can it be."

“…You can’t learn it.”

Mo Ran smiled: "I have to try it and then bow my head. I did nothing, and it is impossible to say anything."

Chu Wanning shook his head and said, "This is the first forbidden technique that goes against the heavens and changes fate, tearing apart two irrelevant worlds, and is never tolerated by the way of heaven--"

Before he could finish speaking, his words were interrupted.

Mo Ran's expression was very lazy: "What is the way of heaven? Why do you want it tolerate me? In this life, the one I don't believe in the most is fate."

He then began to put it into practice. The first forbidden technique has been lost for a long time. Mo Ran was the lord of the nineteenth century. He finally received a volume of ancient rubbings, and also lacked the most important chapter. Without a complete secret, Mo Ran could only cultivate into a space gate, and could not truly tear up time and space.

And it was from then on that, Chu Wanning began to understand what the person who planted the flower pot in Mo Ran was thinking about—

It was definitely not for the purpose of unifying the world. What he guessed was that the ultimate goal of that person was to open the door of life and death in time and space. And it was not to open a small gap, but probably to completely integrate the two worlds.

Only a very small number of people, such as Mo Ran, who is born with strong spiritual power, can do this.
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