AWB Chapter 115 Ugly people do more mischief.
Chapter 115 Ugly people do more mischief.
Bai Tian's body was already "trapped" by his own medicine and became weak. He hated his crooked appearance very much, but he was helpless.
Compared to being forced by Bai Yuan to become addicted to drugs, becoming crazy and losing his nature, he would rather welcome his Doctor Jane back soberly with only one breath left.
Ever since he knew that Bai Yuan was sick and he had no interest in the throne, Bai Tian realized that his bargaining chip was really nothing other than Bai Yuan's hatred for him and his own life.
At the winter solstice palace banquet, seeing that he had checked and balanced Bai Yuan and made his plans fail one by one, he was both happy and sad.
Joy, because the crisis in the world has been resolved, and I, the emperor who became a monk halfway, is worthy of the common people;
The sad thing is that not only did Jian Lanyuan not come back, but she was very likely to encounter difficulties. The most terrible thing was that now that Bai Yuan's plan had failed, she might not care as much about her own life as before.
Is there still life to look at Jian Lanyuan again...
The development of the situation was as expected in the daytime. In the abandoned house, he was kicked out by Bai Yuan and suffered internal injuries, and his body became worse until he could tell that the blood book that Xia Sixing took out had been tampered with long ago, so he asked him to read it again. When it comes to hope - Jian Lanyuan's calculation of these things, he should be safe.
People with internal injuries, great grief turned joyful, exhausted physically and mentally, finally unable to support their spirits, and passed out.
When he woke up in a daze again, he felt as if his body was floating in the clouds, and he didn't know if it was really an illusion.
In a daze, a hand touched his cheek, the palm lines were rough, it should be a man's hand.
The fingers traced from the center of his brows to the bridge of his nose, and then to his lips, all the way down, along the contours of his cheeks, slid to his neck, stopped at the bulge of his throat, and circled.
The strength made Bai Tian feel awkward - vaguely contained a very contradictory, oppressive and possessive meaning.
Based on his understanding of Jian Lanyuan, this person must not be Doctor Jian!
In a panic, his consciousness was pulled back to his body, and Bai Tian suddenly opened his eyes.
Into a rattan mask.
Bai Yuan?
What is he going to do...
Just after waking up, the picture in front of him was still not very clear. After he regained his composure for a while, the light in his eyes gathered. During the day, although this person was wearing the same mask as Bai Yuan, and their outlines were somewhat similar, they were indeed Not the same person.
Bai Yuan was getting older, and his neck and hands were wrinkled, but this man, apart from his ugly face, also showed the appearance of a young man with exposed skin on other parts of his body.
Bai Tian moved slightly and found himself tied to a wooden frame.
Couldn't move at all.
Where he is, is on a boat.
It's a not too big ship.
This still water lake, the prince once brought him here, is not very wide.
The boat stopped in the middle of the lake, anchored, and drifted with the microwave.
"Who is your honor?"
His throat was already hoarse during the day, and when he spoke, he felt sandpaper rubbing in his throat, and a very faint smell of blood came out from the depths of his throat.
He coughed lightly, swallowed his saliva, and suppressed the dry feeling in his mouth.
The man's ugly face behind the mask smiled, withdrew his hand, caressed his small piece of skin exposed outside the mask, which was as rough as a wall, and said: "Brother Bai, I haven't seen you for so long, so I just forgot..." As he said that, he laughed dryly a few times, and there was an unidentified sadness in his eyes, "Yes, my face is ruined, and you don't recognize me anymore."
This person's tone of voice is familiar, and there is only one person who calls him "Brother Bai" since he transmigrated into the book...
He Fang is the son of He Kailai, governor of Lushui City.
That day, Lushui City's accident was over, because of the deal with He Kailai during the day, he finally gave He Fang a lighter punishment, fined him to work as a boatman for an hour a day at the dock for three consecutive years, and that's all.
This kind of punishment, if He Kailai secretly clears it up a little bit, it is really the same as no punishment.
During the day, he always thought that after he opened and closed his eyes, He Fang would be his playboy again as before.
But in front of him, how could the unrestrained and unparalleled young master become so strange?
"you……"
He Fang interrupted Bai Zhou before he finished speaking, and he said: "It seems that Brother Bai has remembered, you are lenient to me, and the punishment is extremely light, so that a few fools in the Great Minghui will believe that I betrayed you." They killed me while I was working at the pier. They burned my face with a soldering iron, you know... I will always remember the smell of my flesh being burnt. I'm afraid we won't have the fate to meet today."
Bai Zhou guessed that Mr. Bai's subordinates were probably Peng Qi, who he rescued at the time, naturally thought that this person would be useful in the future.
He Fangyu babbled on about the tragic situation that day, and later, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and even the words were confused and reversed.
Thinking about him at that time, it must be like a living person going to hell.
Bai Tian felt a little unbearable, knowing that he was not a good person today, so he quietly listened to him finish his words.
As a result, while He Fang was talking, his eyes suddenly turned to the corner behind Bai Tian with hatred.
Bai Tian then turned around, only to find that Xia Sixing was tied in a corner, with iron shackles on his feet, and half of his face was red and swollen. It was obvious that she was protecting herself. After she lost consciousness just now, Bai Yuan's people didn't treat her well. polite.
"I rescued you from the fire pit, but you were caught inside and out." He Fang said bitterly, kicking the girl.
Bai Tian didn't stop it immediately, he felt that this person's face was ruined, and his heart was also ruined.In the past, he was unruly and loved money, but at least he behaved like a gentleman in dealing with people. He asked for whatever he wanted, and took it when he got it. He was an open-minded person.
I remember the first time I met him on the official road, this person was three parts romantic and three parts evil.
But now, his heart is just like his face, only twisted.
After thinking through this, Bai Tian knew that sternly yelling to stop would only make him stick his nose in the face, simply sneer and stop talking.
Sure enough, He Fang Xiang was enraged, and rushed to Bai Zhou angrily, "What are you laughing at!"
The emperor did not have the self-cultivation of being a prisoner at all, and with a mocking expression on his face, he said: "People say that ugly people are more mischievous. At first I thought it was judging people by their appearance. Now that I saw you, I realized that I was short-sighted."
He Fang was furious, he was suddenly injured, his temperament changed drastically, his temper was cloudy and cloudy, he was poked by Bai Tian in the pain, and he was about to slap Bai Tian when he raised his hand. You can see the emperor's petal-like eyes, half-smiling, with a smile on his face. examine.
I don't know if I was overwhelmed by the emperor's aura, or felt that this slap confirmed the emperor's conclusion that "ugly people do more mischief".
The hand was hanging in the air in a daze, and it didn't fall down.
After a flash of bitterness, he closed his hands and sneered: "Anyway, you are going to die. I used to like you a little bit in my heart, but you didn't know it. Now I have become like this, thanks to you. You died before you died." Make it up to me well, if I have life to live in the future, I will be ugly when I think about it, at least I am someone who has slept with the Son of Heaven."
Bai Bai was startled, of course he knew what He Fang said and what he meant.
According to his body who coughs at three steps and pants at five steps, even if he is not tied up, he may not be able to win in running.
Anxious in my heart, my mind is spinning.
He was certain that he couldn't panic.
He is playing a hooligan in every way, but what he wants most in his bones is not the matter of invading the day itself.He wants more of a balance, a bit of self-esteem that remains after life suddenly loses hope and brilliance.
He Fang looked at Bai Tian with a smile on his face, he knew that his face was seriously damaged, anyone who looked at it, even if he smiled, would only feel terror.
But during the daytime, He Fang's inner ball was poked a hole—discouragement.
The man's reaction was so distasteful.
But maybe the less energetic you are in the early stage, the more energetic you will be later.
He Fang looked at the daylight, as if watching prey.
Xia Sixing was tied up in a corner, and now he regretted it.
Her impression of Bai Tian has always been good. This young king is not as dissolute and dissolute as the rumors in the market. She has always been polite and courteous. After knowing that the emperor secretly promised Chen Xingning to avenge his father, she hated her even more. Can't be killed by headbutting.
As long as it can make things flow to the point where it hasn't gotten so out of hand.
The great changes at a young age made Xia Sixing afraid of the royal family and distrust outsiders. She was willing to believe in the daylight from her sensibility to her rationality, but she finally complied with the habit she had developed in her ups and downs - no debts. , is the most comfortable state for her.
Finally, her growth experience became an insurmountable gap on her way to clear her father.
The word trust is simple to say, but it is always a thought when it is done, and it becomes the most severe test and torment for people's hearts.
Seeing that the day had come to an end, Xia Si Xinglang said: "You are shameless, stop quickly..."
Before he finished speaking, He Fang glared at him fiercely, pulled out a piece of handkerchief from his bosom, stuffed it viciously into Xia Sixing's mouth, and shouted angrily: "If you talk too much, you will become like me too." Ghostly."
He Fang turned back to Bai Zhou, obviously distracted by Xia Sixing, he didn't want to confront Bai Zhou anymore, so he reached out to unbutton his collar.
The emperor was looted here at a palace banquet. His clothes were luxurious, and the buttons were buried deep in the wind fur at the neckline. The wind hair rose and fell with the breath of the day, and He Fang's fingers were buried in it. The body temperature made his heart itch, and his movements became more urgent.
But the more anxious he was, the more the emperor's extravagant buttons on his collar would oppose him.
In addition, during the day, he just quietly watched him do what he did, without the slightest panic and resistance of being violated, let alone any fear.
It's like an adult watching a child messing around, letting you dig out the big day, that's all.
The calmness of the day finally stimulated He Fang, he pulled it hard without any scruples, the collar button finally came loose, a round pearl rolled to the ground, knocked on the board of the boat, and jumped far.
Also because of this sudden pull, Bai Tian was stuck so breathless and coughed.
He Fang snorted coldly, and turned his gaze to Bai Tian's open neckline.
It is said to be wide open, but in fact, looking deep into the neckline, the infinite good color inside is also surrounded by the neckline. Compared with the majestic appearance just now, it unconsciously arouses the sinful desire in the bottom of the heart.
When we first met in the past, He Fang only thought that this person's facial features and appearance could be based on his own preferences, but his demeanor was really extraordinary, making it difficult for people to know the depth, and he did not dare to be abrupt.
Later, knowing that he was the emperor, he thought it was no wonder.
Goodbye now, his health is even worse, so bad that people feel that his unfathomable aura has been split by many small cracks due to illness, He Fang can't help but want to act recklessly on the cracks, pulling him from the sky to the world, Worse than hell.
Because of the severe cough, the blood vessels on Baitian's neck burst out faintly, and the arteries under the skin trembled with his breathing.
On the side of the neck there is a bloody gash, the blood has congealed, as if someone had painted vermilion with a dry brush on the glazed white silk, and it passed over suddenly.
shocking.
He Fang thought that even though he was terminally ill, he was still so good-looking, but he had already become inhuman and ghostless.
He couldn't help but want to kiss that hole fiercely, become a real ghost that tastes the flesh and blood of the emperor, help him tear away his dignity, watch him struggle, listen to him moan...
Thinking of this, he leaned forward with a sneer, squeezed Bai Tian's chin, and forcibly stabilized his coughing tremor.
Just when He Fang's dilapidated mouth was about to touch the side of Bai Zhou's neck, Bai Zhou suddenly asked in a barely audible voice: "In this way, will you feel better?"
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The author has something to say:
In this chapter of demining, there is a cannon fodder coveting Xiaobai, please read it selectively for little angels with super (super emphasis) cleanliness, and do not explain if there are too many.
PS: There are still a few chapters left to finish, and the author has a new and more perfect mind.