Capítulo 267: Chapter 267: [Tianyin Pavilion] Golden Dragon Coiled Pillar
Shi Mei first fed Chu Wanning a healing elixir, then bent down. His soft and slender fingers were like ten bewitching white snakes, diving into his ink-black hair. He lifted the back of Chu Wanning's head and pressed it against his forehead.
"Zhuang Zhou's dream, the incarnation of the butterfly, always accompanying each other through the night …"
He softly chanted the incantation, but as he chanted, he suddenly stopped.
He originally wanted to cast a spell to remove some of Chu Wanning's memories. This was one of the spells he was best at, and he had used it on Mo Ran before.
But probably because Chu Wanning's soul was very chaotic, and his memories were in the recovery period, he was very resistant to the outside world. He found that this trick was not effective on Chu Wanning.
"This is really a troublesome matter." Shi Mei sighed. He closed his eyes, then opened them.
A pair of peach blossom eyes lingered with a strange light. He stared at Chu Wanning with this pair of eyes, then chanted again: "Zhuang Zhou's dream, the incarnation of the butterfly, always accompanying each other through the night. Yesterday was like flowing water, drunk in this mountain …"
There was some effect this time, but it was not perfect.
His spell was like a huge stone thrown into a pool. Although it splashed up tens of thousands of waves, it would soon return to its original state.
But it didn't matter. It was good to forget it for a while.
He didn't want to see Chu Wanning's mind filled with killing intent when he and Chu Wanning went to the sea of desire together.
That would be too unappetizing.
"Shizun, you've slept for a long time. You should wake up now."
This soft call was like a curse. After a while, Chu Wanning's eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
Because of Shi Mei's spell, his consciousness was temporarily blurred, pausing in his previous life, stopping after Shi Mei's death.
In the past, Chu Wanning was hurt too deeply by Mo Ran, who lost his love. Subconsciously, he always thought that it would be good if he could change. Therefore, his divine sense traced back to those years.
However, a person's three souls and six spirits were intricate to begin with, and Chu Wanning's body was carrying the souls of two lifetimes. Therefore, even though Shi Mei had cast a spell on him, his mind was still in a mess, and he looked like he was in a dream.
Some of his memories were in disarray, and he couldn't distinguish between dreams and wakes.
"... Shi Mingjing?"
"Yes." Shi Mei's voice was very gentle, suppressing some kind of twisted gentleness. "It's me."
Chu Wanning seemed to be very tired. The high temperature made him feel uncomfortable all over. He just faintly responded and closed his eyes again.
Shi Mei knew that he was adapting, so he wasn't in a hurry. He waited calmly beside him.
After a while, he heard Chu Wanning sigh with his eyes closed. "I'm afraid I'm dreaming. It's great that you're still alive. "
She knew that his memories stopped after the Heavenly Fissure in his previous life, but she didn't expect him to have such feelings. Shi Mei's heart skipped a beat. He felt a sense of bitterness that he hadn't felt in a long time.
"You can't bear for me to die?"
"... You're still so young … There are so many people who like you …" Chu Wanning said softly. "It shouldn't be you. I'm sorry … "
"..."
"It would be good if it was me. At least no one would be too sad. "
The bitterness in his heart became more and more obvious, stirring up his lifeless heart. He had this feeling when he first went home with Chu Wanning under the same umbrella. Later, after so many years of conspiracies, the people around him either died or scattered.
He hibernated in the dark, treating himself as a heartless stubborn rock.
Later, he really thought that he was a rock. Until today, he truly felt the existence of a heart.
It was sour, sweet, bitter, and astringent, and itchy.
He clearly knew that he shouldn't have such emotions. The sour rain would corrode the boulder, and the soft moss would make him fall apart.
But he still couldn't help but grab Chu Wanning's hand. His heart was beating fast.
He opened his mouth, but his throat was dry, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked again, "What about you? If I die, will you be sad? "
"..."
"Have you ever been sad?"
Chu Wanning's phoenix-like eyes were half open. Under his long and thick eyelashes were a pair of eyes that carried too many thoughts. Shi Mei tried hard to look inside, trying to catch a trace of emotion.
But there was none.
Just like how water is water by itself, wheat is wheat by itself. Only when a kind of emotion is placed there can it always be that kind of emotion.
It was a pity that a person's emotions would never be single. Shi Mei's death had made him sad, pained, and blamed himself. Later on, it had turned into regret. With so many emotions mixed together, it was like wheat mixed with water. It had long been fermented and changed qualitatively. It was no longer the same as before.
Shi Mei stubbornly asked, "Shizun, if you were given another chance, would you be willing to give up your life to save me like you were willing to save him?"
Chu Wanning's eyes were blank.
"Would I?"
"Shi Mingjing …" He only had time to say these three words before his lips were suddenly violently blocked.
He had waited so long for the answer, but when the moment came, he didn't dare to listen. He didn't want to listen.
Shi Mei thought that he probably knew the answer.
The resentment in his chest was rampaging. He almost retaliated by kissing the man on the bed, greedily sucking. At first, Chu Wanning didn't react at all. It was only when Shi Mei's tongue tried to pry open his mouth that he woke up from a dream and opened his eyes wide.
"Ugh —!"
"Shh, don't make a sound." Shi Mei took a breath and pointed at Chu Wanning's throat to silence him. "You taught us this spell before, saying that it can make us not make a sound in danger. Did you ever think that one day, I would use it for this purpose? "
As he spoke, he didn't look at the confusion and resentment in Chu Wanning's eyes. His jealousy and desire almost made him lose himself. "Shizun, do you know? It's been two lifetimes. I've painstakingly worked hard, step by step, and I've never had a day of peace. "
He tied Chu Wanning's hands and feet to the bed. As he did this, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not a normal person. What I want to do doesn't allow me to be a normal person, but so what?! The Emperor Ta, that puppet, can do whatever he wants. Why should I be overcautious? "
As Shi Mei said this, he watched Chu Wanning struggle under his body.
He felt pain and pleasure.
"Now, I've thought it through. Whether you're happy or not, you have to enjoy life to the fullest … Shizun. " He straightened up and hurriedly began to take off Chu Wanning's clothes. "It wasn't easy to get to this point, let me have a taste of you. Consider it a reward for your disciple, hm? "
A seriously ill person didn't have much strength to resist, so Shi Mei easily took off his robes. The air was cool, the light was hazy, the lines were sharp, the muscles tight on the male body were all bruises left by Mo Ran.
Shi Mei's eyes darkened, whispering to himself, "He's really too ruthless."
Saying this, he raised his hand and pinched Chu Wanning's chin, looking into those eyes.
Those phoenix eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Chu Wanning probably couldn't distinguish between a dream and reality. He probably felt that everything in front of him was too absurd to be real, but also felt that the touch was too real to be fake.
Adding on the confusion of the memories of the two lifetimes, it wasn't that easy for him to immediately react.
"I'm not like him." Shi Mei stared at Chu Wanning for a while, his eyes gradually softening, but there was a trace of strangeness in that gentleness. "He doesn't know how to make you addicted. You've tried me, so you know that he's nothing. "
Saying this, he began to undress himself.
He had just finished bathing and was only wearing a bathrobe. It slid down to the ground easily, revealing his delicate body that was as delicate as a piece of jade on Mount Kun.
"Shizun …"
He murmured, pressing his body on top of him.
Whether this was a dream or reality, Chu Wanning was disgusted to the point that he couldn't stand it. His whole body was trembling, and his face was ashen.
"Your body is so hot."
"… …"
He knew that if he let go of the curse on Chu Wanning, this man would probably curse him, and his murderous aura would be threatening. But Shi Mei still couldn't help but touch and murmur, "Will it be hotter inside?"
"Sho … … Ming Qing!"
Shi Mei was startled when he heard this.
"… … You broke free from the Shushing Spell?" He raised his eyes and stared at Chu Wanning's face. "You, you're really … …"
Chu Wanning's lips and teeth trembled, coughing up blood, and said hoarsely, "You impudent! Get out of here! "
Shi Mei was silent, looking down at the man under him.
Was this person too fierce?
Too stubborn?
Or was he too ignorant and unwilling to admit defeat?
There were too many things he wanted to say, so when it came to his mouth, he didn't know what to say.
In the end, Shi Mei simply smiled, and then, when Chu Wanning was about to say the next sentence, he suddenly covered his mouth, quickly took off the headband, and tied it between his lips and teeth.
"Since you can break free using magic, then I can only tie you up. I'm sorry, Shizun. "
Looking into those eyes that were filled with shock and confusion, but also anger and humiliation, Shi Mei only felt his blood boil. He leaned over and whispered in Chu Wanning's ear, "In a while, no matter how good it is under me, remember to keep your voice down. Your Majesty, the Emperor, is right outside. If he hears that you're so unrestrained under me, guess, won't he be happy? "
Shi Mei's finger slowly slid down, lingering on every mottled kiss mark. When it went further down, Chu Wanning only felt that he was about to be pierced through by shame.
His memories were chaotic, and stopped at his previous life, when he hadn't discovered the secret of Mo Ran's curse, so he hated Mo Ran to the core.
But he hated himself even more for being completely shameless.
Even though he was so humiliated, so disgusted, and so disappointed in Mo Weiyu. But when he was hugged by Mo Ran, when he listened to Mo Ran's panting, when that person's sweat gathered on his abdomen and dripped onto his body, he couldn't help but feel excited and comfortable.
Even during the craziest moments of lovemaking, he could even feel himself secretly hoping that Mo Ran wouldn't stop, that he would tear himself apart like this, and penetrate his spirit.
The storm-like entanglement gave him an illusion of peace.
When he was lying in Mo Ran's arms, he would occasionally feel that nothing was happening, that this person who kept pestering him, perhaps also loved him.
But Shi Mei was different.
Although he didn't know why he fell into such a bizarre nightmare, when Shi Mei touched him, he only felt anger and fear. He couldn't stand this kind of relationship at all …
He didn't like it at all.
Shi Mei's body was different from what he remembered. It was very tall, but still smooth and white, with soft and elegant lines, as if it was carved out of mutton fat, and the smell of his body was fresh and fragrant.
It wasn't the hard and vigorous body that he was used to —
He was only used to Mo Ran's body. Although that person's skin was pale, the blood of a ferocious beast surged underneath, and it was extremely wild. That purest male breath was like the scorching sun, burning his heart.
Although sometimes it was mixed with the smell of blood, the smell of iron.
It was very hard, very cold.
But the sturdy chest was extremely hot.
Chu Wanning suddenly opened his eyes. His bound hands couldn't stop struggling, and there were traces of blood on his wrists. Because of the humiliation, two red lines appeared at the corners of his eyes.
But his struggle was useless. The bed was soft and covered with thick animal skin, and he couldn't make too much noise.
Shi Mo watched him fight like a cornered beast with great interest. Finally, he smiled and said, "Why waste your energy, Shizun? Do you not believe that I will make you feel good? "
As he spoke, he lifted Chu Wanning's slender and firm legs, and wedged his waist in. His eyes were dark, and he was about to enter like he had imagined countless times before.
Chu Wanning suddenly closed his eyes. He bit his lips until they bled, and his nails sank into his palms — all the muscles in his body were tight, not because he was afraid of the pain that would come later.
But because of the shame.
It was really too shameful, whether all of this was real or not.
If it was fake, then he was ashamed of himself for having this kind of dream. If it was real, then he was ashamed of himself for being so stupid. He had taken in three disciples, and two of them had this kind of rebellious thoughts.
He had always been a person who was used to reflecting on himself first.
If it was Mo Ran's desire for him, then it could be said that it was Mo Ran's problem. But what about Shi Mei and Mo Ran added together?
He couldn't help but wonder if he had done something wrong. He didn't act like a good teacher. That was why his disciples had such wild ambitions in bed one after another.
What did he do wrong to deserve this kind of punishment?
"… …"
They were in a deadlock, tense.
After a long time, there was still no movement.
Chu Wanning slowly opened his eyes. His dark brown eyes moved, only to see that Shi Mei was frozen in place for some reason. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
He didn't completely understand why Shi Mei had this kind of expression. He looked down a few inches and saw a scene that made him speechless —
… …
What … … thing … …
The previous atmosphere was swept away, and Chu Wanning felt as if he was struck by lightning.
Cough, cough, cough, the thing under Shi Mei's body was actually gold???
This situation was too absurd. Chu Wanning stiffly turned his head away, not wanting to hurt his eyes.
But after a moment, he felt that something was wrong — — which normal person would have something of this color?
So he braced himself and turned his face back. With a pale face, he looked again.
This time, he saw clearly that it wasn't Shi Mei that was golden, but a small golden dragon that had appeared out of nowhere and occupied Shi Mei's position. The little dragon was very tight, and it raised its head angrily. It looked at Shi Mei, as if it was saying that if Shi Mei dared to move, it would directly crush the thing it was holding into pieces.
Chu Wanning: "… …"
Shi Mei: "… …"
The little dragon fiercely bared its teeth and roared at the unlucky guy who was being held by it, "Wah, Ah Ya — —!!"
If his hands weren't tied, Chu Wanning would have raised his hand to support his forehead at this moment. He really didn't want to look at it.
"… …" Shi Mei was silent for a long time, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "What's going on?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the stone door opening. The Emperor Ta's gloomy face appeared behind the door, and his voice was full of murderous intent.
The Emperor Ta stepped into the door and crossed his arms. His eyes swept over the picture of the "Golden Dragon Coiling Jade Pillar", and his murderous intent was tinged with a bit of sarcasm. Then his thin lips opened and closed, and he said coldly, "Miss, please get off the bed."
Shi Mei was so angry that he didn't understand what he meant. He said angrily, "What miss? Who? "
"I'm sorry." The Emperor Ta carefully identified the thing that was being held by the little dragon, "It turned out to be a young master. Young master is too young, so I didn't notice at first. "
The little golden dragon climbed on the pillar, and its whiskers curled up. It bared its teeth and called out its master, "Ah Ya Ya!!"
To humiliate a man to this extent, this was almost the limit. No matter how calm Shi Mei was, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel blue veins and his face turned red. However, his clothes were messy, and he was tied up by a strange dragon. He didn't know where it came from, but he didn't know how to be angry, so he just didn't speak.
The Emperor Ta walked towards him. He stood by the bedpost, crossed his arms, and leaned against it.
"Hua Bi'nan, do you think that because you didn't make any noise, I don't know what you're doing?" He narrowed his eyes, and his handsome face was full of disdain, "Do you really think I'm three years old? Hmm?"
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