【Execution】Order of Folding Flowers

Chapter 21】

Breezy and rainy, dawn is about to rest, and a long cry pierces the sky from far away, disturbing the bird forest.

Murong Li slowly opened his eyes, the brocade quilt around him was not warm at all, and the surroundings were completely unfamiliar.

Last night was indeed a dream...

Murong Li sat up and was about to take off his clothes when he heard footsteps approaching from far away. He raised his eyes, and a black robe caught his eyes. Zhi Ming slowly approached with a cup of hot tea, and smiled at him : "I can't find anything to eat in this house, drink some water to moisten your throat, and let's go out to eat later."

Murong Li was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly he chased him all the way here: "Your Majesty..."

Zhi Ming smiled but said nothing, just brought the cup to his mouth to feed.

Before Murongli could react, he unconsciously took a sip of Zhi Ming's hand, thinking that such a pampered person as Zhi Ming would actually boil water and make tea for him himself?Murongli's eyes met Zhiming's, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed under the straight eyes of this person in front of him.

"Didn't it be agreed?" Murong Li lowered his eyes, watching Zhi Mingse boldly reaching out his hand, his fingertips slowly slid across it, and finally grasped his hand in the palm of his heart contentedly.

"This king... only promised to let you leave Tianquan..." Zhi Ming lightly squeezed Qianqian's thin fingers under his palm, and finally rested his thumb on the back of his hand to caress, "I didn't say that this king would not come after me."

Zhi Ming smiled brightly, his eyes seemed to be glued to Murong Li's body, he sat beside him with his backlit, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of morning light, shining brightly.

"..." Murong Li withdrew his hand and gave him a cold look, "Your Majesty, please go back."

The warmth of his subordinates left suddenly, Zhi Ming looked at the empty palm, and raised his eyes to look at Murongli, only to see that there was still a trace of alienation in his eyes: "Rong'er...Rong'er?"

Murong Li frowned slightly when he heard the words, and changed the topic awkwardly: "Your Majesty... is the king of a country, how can it be such a joke. The Lord of Heavenly Power shows up at night, and what will happen if someone who cares finds out?"

Zhi Ming leaned forward cheekily, grabbed Murong Li's waist, and interrupted him: "Now Xi Su is my kingdom, my king will accompany the queen to go out to relax, is it possible that I have to worry about some rebellious officials and thieves? "

"..."

When Zhi Ming said this, he was kicked out of the door with a teacup in his hand, and felt that his style was cold.

After a while, there was no sound outside the house, Zhiming is the king of a country after all, it is not appropriate to refute his face like this, Murong Li stayed on the bed and went out to check, he saw him pitifully huddled by the door frame.

"Rong'er..." The man looked at himself with a pair of miserable eyes.

"..." Murong Li sighed slightly, "Come in."

Knowing that his heart softened, Zhiming couldn't help being happy, and followed wherever he went like a tail.

Murong Li was dizzy from being surrounded by him. He was already weak, but now Zhi Ming made him feel even more uncomfortable, and his face turned pale: "...Your Majesty, let's go back." He tried to persuade Zhi Ming.

Now that the power of heaven is unified, there is nothing for him to use... This body... Maybe, even if he can't survive the year, why bother with him anymore.

Murongli glanced at him, and saw that Zhiming was holding on to the hem of his clothes: "Are you still blaming me?"

"No wonder."

Zhi Ming straightened his face, and Murong Li seemed to see His Royal Highness back then in a trance: "It was this king in the past, who did those mistakes to you... Now this king doesn't expect you to forgive me, but I don't know... ... how to compensate you."

He spoke cautiously, from time to time he would sneak a look at Murongli's reaction, and seeing that he was listening seriously, he said again: "Rong'er, would you like to give me another chance?" Zhi Ming put down the corner of his clothes and turned to him Hold out your hand and wait for his response.

The grievances and grievances between the two have been entangled for too long, and no one can tell whether it is right or wrong.

"minister……"

Murong Li paused, and looked at him seriously, this man is like a finely polished jade in the rough, carrying the world's wine, sex and fireworks, warm and gentle.

But the minister... I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany the king...

Under Zhi Ming's scorching gaze, Murong Li still shook his head: "We can't go back."

Zhi Ming stared at him, with sadness in his eyes that almost collapsed, then he closed his fingertips little by little, and finally clenched his fists into balls, the corners of his eyes were stained with bright red.

"Okay..." Trying to calm down, Zhi Ming let go of his fist, "I won't force you...as long as you're happy."

Slowly touching with fingertips, he outlined the outline of this person. Murong Li was born beautiful, his eyes were as bright as stars, his skin was as white as snow, and his eyebrows and eyes were like a landscape powder, so that people could not draw a three-pointer with pen and ink.

Zhi Ming carefully pressed his lips, this time Mu Rongli did not resist, but let Zhi Ming move.

He tasted the softness under his lips jerky, and gradually wanted more, his tongue pried open the white teeth and got in, leading Murongli to tangle with him.

Murong centrifuged in pain, and suddenly felt that fate was too unfair.

If there is an afterlife, we should not have such an encounter...

Zhi Ming put one hand around the back of his head, lightly inserted his fingers into his hair, and rested his other hand on his waist.

"Your Majesty, do you want to?" Murong Li asked while cupping his face.

Zhi Ming paused for a moment, his eyes hardened with greed | lust, looking into Murong Li's eyes, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became charming, except for the day when the two got married, it was the first time that Murong Li was so proactive, leading Zhi Ming's hand to slowly take off his clothes.

The red clothes landed on the ground, and all the people in front of him could see at a glance were displayed in front of Zhi Ming. Zhi Ming couldn't bear to look away and appreciate the beauty of the people in front of him carefully.

"Rong'er..." Zhi Ming felt his blood boil, and couldn't help but fall over.

There was a gentle breeze outside the house, and it couldn't cover the scenery of the house.

Murongli went back and embraced Zhiming, the two of them were lingering to death, whispering softly under the curtain, sometimes appearing and disappearing.Zhi Ming clasped Murongli's fingers, leaned forward to invade, and sealed his whispered words into his lips.

Zhiming, Your Highness, my lord.

Murongli lay obediently under him, imitating his lover's eyebrows and eyes in his heart, and refused to let it go.

In the next life, I will not be Murongli, and you will not be the king of this country. We will just be a couple of ordinary lovers in the world.

Ok?