[BL, MTL] Lamb Trap (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 32: Married (11)

Maybe the man didn't have a strong idea of ​​killing Lin Huaisheng, otherwise he didn't have to play tricks.

    He walks in the night, a shadow that sees no light. He longed to be known by Lin Huaisheng, since he pressed the first note, maybe this person was always watching Lin Huaisheng's every move in a corner. Lin Huaisheng was calm, so he was full of anger. If he wanted Lin Huaisheng's reaction, he had better panic and make all the pitiful ugly things. He wanted to see it, laugh at it and cherish it, so he did more extreme and bad behaviors. .

    This is a man who wants nothing more than attention. Originally, Lin Huaisheng planned to play with him slowly and enjoy the fun and excitement of deciphering, but today the other party pinched his neck, which completely changed Lin Huaisheng's mind.

    Lin Huaisheng cherished his life very much, even if it was just a game or a dungeon, he also hoped that he could live well.

    Pale fingers caressed the scarred skin of these sufferings. These finger marks are the symbol and retention of evil thoughts, crawling all over Lin Huaisheng's neck, they are terrifying and deformedly gorgeous. Lin Huaisheng blocked it with his fingers, and then moved away, his eyes flickering.

    Still refusing to let that poor opponent succeed, he calmly picked out a few shirts with extremely high collars from the cabinet, fastened the two moiré buttons one by one, and crushed those ferocious centipedes that were eating their skin bit by bit. .

    ...

    Last night, several families in the capital did not wait for their young masters to return. After inquiring, they found out that several young masters had actually entered the capital. Both father and brother in the family are officials in the court, and at the moment they are angry and ashamed, and they just want to bring him back from the yamen of the Kyoto Prefecture. As a result, the Governor of Kyoto was also a cunning man, and sent everyone away with one sentence: he was brought here by the Minister of Dali Temple.

    Although the reason is unknown, Jiangsheyan's crimes have already caused serious problems for several families. Those with low official positions, whose face turns blue and white, just pinch their noses and bear it; those with high official positions don't want to make people feel that they are inferior to Jiang Sheyan, but no matter how troublesome, Kyoto Prefecture is not a place where people are unrestrained, thinking about waiting for the second The next day, the aggressiveness came again, but in the early morning, I saw the injured Wen Renyue first.

    Wen Renyue was born in white clothes, and he was able to serve as the prime minister at a young age. Scholars in the market regard him as a role model and fanatically pursue him; officials in Beijing and China admire him more for his skillful skills. All in all, Wen Renyue's daily behavior is unmistakable. But today, I don't know if it was because of the injury, Wen Renyue's complexion was very bad. Seeing that his right hand was so badly bandaged, the colleagues who were close to him were concerned first, but the response they received was also indifferent.

    Wen Renyue's gaze was as cold as a knife, and when he got close, he was a little scared, and then he glanced along from the corner of his eye, and Wen Renyue was looking at Yan Qiu, the servant of the household department.

    Don't look at Wen Renyue's young age, he has already held the wind in the past two or three years, and his words and deeds will be guessed deeply, let alone such an obvious attitude. And when the geese from Jiangshe came, there were two icebergs on the court hall. The icebergs were facing each other, and they hated each other.

    Yan Shilang naturally felt it too. When he came, he was bothered by his family and he was crying about his son-in-law being imprisoned in the capital, but now he has to bear the gaze pressure of Wen Renyue and Jiang Sheyan, and at the same time, he has to endure the shadowy inquiries of his officials. The torment in my heart can be imagined.