Chapter 309: Floating Dreams (4)
Chapter 309: Floating Dreams (4)
An He suddenly stood up and walked towards the figure. Soon he came over with Nangong Jiayao.
The winter wind was blowing fiercely, blowing away the petals on the branches. Gu Xiyan was kneeling deep in the plum forest, his red dress standing out against the white snow.
"Yaoyao, you've come at the right time. The retainers have just sent over a batch of male favorites. You can choose first." Princess Anhe brought Nangong Jiayao over and smiled at the people kneeling under the plum tree, "Turn around and let Pavilion Master Nangong have a good look."
Nangong Jiayao just glanced at those figures, then sat down next to the chair, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
"You know, I've never been interested in these powerless men."
An He sneered, "I know you like guys who are strong and powerful, but..." She pulled up the red figure and turned to Nangong Jiayao.
"Look at him. Is he pleasing to your eyes?"
The man in red lowered his head, his long hair fluttering in the wind, hiding his face.
Nangong Jiayao frowned slightly, as if a little impatient, but when her eyes fell on the familiar outline, her pupils suddenly shrank.
"Wuyou?" Her voice trembled slightly, and she could hardly believe her eyes.
Seeing her reaction, An He also became interested and asked with a smile: "Yaoyao, are you going to make an exception?"
Nangong Jiayao did not answer, but just stared at the face of the man in red, with turbulent waves in her heart.
An He tactfully led everyone out of Merlin.
Nangong Jiayao slowly stood up and moved slowly towards the red shadow. She walked very slowly, fearing that she would scare him away by accident.
Gu Xiyan looked at her cautious appearance, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.
No matter how fast it was, Yao Jia, who was staring at him, could still catch it.
She lowered her head silently. What she had lost and regained was nothing but a scam he had carefully planned. She felt sad but helpless. This was what she deserved.
That day, she took him away from the princess's mansion.
She was not favored directly, but was thrown to Langyue for training.
"When you sleep with her, be extremely gentle. If the Pavilion Master doesn't want to proceed, stop immediately! Don't spend the night in the Pavilion Master's room. Most importantly, don't kiss her lips."
"Why?" Gu Xiyan was a little confused.
Lang Yue's eyes dimmed, "We are just male concubines, we have no qualifications... The Pavilion Master... doesn't like us like this..."
Gu Xiyan's eyes moved slightly, she took a deep breath, and asked, "She has a lot of male favorites now, right?"
"Although there are quite a few, we can all live in peace." Lang Yue gave a few more instructions, stood up, and walked out. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and glanced at him coldly.
"Don't be arrogant here, and don't ask the Pavilion Master for status. The Pavilion Master has her own real husband. We are just her toys to amuse her... You'd better know your position."
Gu Xiyan looked at his back and smiled contemptuously, "You're not allowed to kiss her lips? I've already tasted that place..."
When he was serving her in bed, he was so aroused that he completely forgot Langyue's previous instructions. Looking at her completely immersed in the pleasure he brought her, and her seductive and charming appearance, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips as she moaned from time to time.
The next moment, he was ruthlessly pushed away by her, "What are you doing!"
"Jia Jia..." He called her out in surprise as he used to call her.
This gentle call made her completely fall. She raised her hand and gently stroked the familiar eyebrows and eyes, then moved closer and took the initiative to kiss him...
She gradually fell asleep in his arms, and he stroked her cheek tenderly.
After making sure that she had let down all her guard, the tenderness in his eyes gradually turned into cold hatred.
She pulled off the jade hairpin on her head, twisted it lightly with her fingers, and the tip of the hairpin turned into a sharp blade.
Yao Jia's heart immediately tightened. It turned out that he had the opportunity to kill her from the beginning, so why did he stop?
Gu Xiyan stared at the peaceful sleeping face of the woman on the bed without blinking, and the sharp blade moved closer to her slender neck.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on the sleeping woman's face, which gradually spread out, and even the corners of her tightly closed eyes were smiling.
Innocent and naive.
He stopped moving immediately, held his breath, and stared blankly at the smile. The coldness in his eyes seemed to be melted by the smile.
He dropped the jade hairpin in his hand, slowly lowered his head like a possessed man, and kissed her on the lips.
From then on, her feelings towards him became different, and she began to set many precedents for him and stopped favoring other male favorites.
This naturally aroused the jealousy of others. While Nangong Jiayao was back in Nangong Mansion, several male favorites who had been favored by her in the past took a sack and sacked Gu Xiyan on the path he had to pass.
Fists rained down on Gu Xiyan. He clenched his teeth and said nothing.
Until someone kicked him in the lower abdomen and he curled up in pain.
Yao Jia was extremely anxious, as he had no martial arts skills at all and had no power to fight back.
After watching for a while and seeing that those people did not kill me, I felt a little relieved.
"Stop it all!"
When I looked up, it was Lang Yue flying towards me.
Yao Jia blinked. In her previous life, Lang Yue had never shown any sign of martial arts in front of her, but she didn't expect that he had used it in private.
When those people saw him coming, they all stopped what they were doing and stood aside with their heads down.
Lang Yue stepped forward and took off the sack on Gu Xiyan. He looked around and found that there were no obvious scars on his body. He breathed a sigh of relief.
While helping Gu Xiyan, he turned back and glared at the perpetrators, "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid that the Pavilion Master will find out?"
Gu Xiyan pushed him away.
Lang Yue was pushed by him and staggered, but fortunately she was supported by the male favorite behind her.
"You just look a bit like the late Prince Le. Why are you pretending to be so noble here?" The male favorite looked at Gu Xiyan viciously and sneered.
Gu Xiyan raised his head, an unyielding light flashing in his eyes. He struggled to stand up. His body was in unbearable pain, but he still stood straight.
"Don't be so complacent. Jia Jia...she won't let you go..." He spoke weakly, his eyes scanning the male favorites one by one.
When the male favorites heard this, they burst into laughter as if they had heard some huge joke.
One of them said disdainfully: "If you have the guts, go and say it. You don't have any scars on your body, do you think the Pavilion Master will believe you? You are just a stand-in. If you don't have this face, do you think the Pavilion Master will look down on you..."
Gu Xiyan was shocked. The word "substitute" was like a sharp sword, nailing him to the pillar of shame, leaving him unable to refute.
"Shut up!" Lang Yue scolded him and sent the distraught Gu Xiyan back to the yard.
"Don't think too much, Sanlang. Being a substitute may not be a bad thing. The Pavilion Master loves you so much, you shouldn't care too much."
Langyue sat for a while before getting up and leaving.
As soon as he left, Gu Xiyan swept the teacup on the table to the ground.
The teacup hit the ground and broke into pieces.
He picked up a piece of the fragment and held it in his palm, blood dripping from his fingertips.
His eyes turned sinister and crazy, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Substitute? I, Gu Xiyan, have never been anyone's substitute. What I want is for her to be completely inseparable from me, and for her to know that only I can stand shoulder to shoulder with her."
Listening to the hurried footsteps coming from outside the house, the fragments in his hand slowly approached his face.
"do not want!"
Nangong Jiayao rushed in with a pale face. Seeing the fragments in Gu Xiyan's hand and the blood on the ground, her heart tightened. She immediately stepped forward, snatched the fragments from his hand, and held his hand tightly.
"What are you doing? Why are you hurting yourself?" Nangong Jiayao's voice was trembling and puzzled.
Gu Xiyan looked at her anxious expression, gently pulled back his hand, and said calmly: "Your face is not injured, why should you be nervous?"
He pushed her out of the yard and didn't get close to her for a long time.
Yao Jia looked at Gu Xiyan pacing back and forth in the room and looking out the window from time to time, and the corners of her lips twitched.
This tactic of playing hard to get is played to perfection.
Sure enough, within a month, all the male favorites in the private residence were dismissed, leaving only him and Lang Yue.
This was not enough, he asked her for status, saying that he had no status and would be criticized if he went out.
She had no choice but to return to Nangong Mansion and ask Uncle Lin to hand over the family tree.
She was scolded by Uncle Lin, who said that she didn't know what was good for her and instead wanted a prostitute.
He pulled her to kneel in front of the ancestral tablet and sighed all night.
In order to make Father Lin relax, she deliberately let her Qi flow backwards and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Father Lin had no choice but to agree to let Sanlang enter the house as a noble.
"You can come in, but you are not allowed to hold a wedding. You can only bring in a sedan chair from the corner door."
In order to make up for her regret, she asked Qingzhu to decorate Saburo's courtyard in an extremely luxurious and festive manner.
"Like it?"
Gu Xiyan looked at the room full of red silk, her eyes filled with loss.
"I like you, but I'm sorry that I can't get married with you."
"There will be a chance."
In the following time, the two of them lived in harmony, making others the envy of them.
Gu Xiyan looked at the deep love in her eyes, but there was deep worry in his heart.
All this beauty is built on a fragile lie. Once the truth comes out, all happiness will vanish.
I really want to indulge in this moment of tenderness, even if it is as short as a shooting star.
As long as she can stay with him all the time, even if it's just as a substitute, he will be happy with it.
However, fate always seems to play tricks on people.
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