The Rescue Of The Tragic Villain Is In Progress!

A2 C71 - Compatible

The missing part of the story has already been completed by today's discovery. However, it left a deep mark of cruelty into this fictitious reality.

Xie Lanting in "A Thousand Autumns for the Marquis" is just a concubine's child whose clan has been destroyed. He has a ruthless heart and had a dispute with Emperor Yan. Later, among the Princes, he chose to join the Crown Prince's people to help him rebel, but it did not end well.

And now...

Now...

The story seems like nothing has changed, yet everything changed.

The only thing that remains permanent is Xie Lanting's suffering. All the gravely unjust cruelty in the world has fallen on him.

The shadow of the sun outside the window slanted in, and the dust fluttering was faintly visible. Xie Lanting saw Chu Xinian staring at the side of his face in silence for a long time, as if he was more sad than himself.

Stretching out his hand to hook the other party's neck, he said jokingly in a hoarse voice that lingered in Chu Xinian's ear: "Chu Xinian, if I knew that I would meet you in this lifetime, I should've stop my Mother from scrapping my face…"

Xie Lanting touched his face: "She made me so ugly, I don't look good with you."

Chu Xinian knew that Xie Lanting was deliberately joking but still couldn't help but tilt his head and kiss him on the lip. When their checks caress each other, one could vaguely feel the uneven scars on Xie Lanting's face, as well as the grievous air around him from the past years galloping through thousands of corpses and war.

Unknowingly, both of them just came about so closely like a magnetic force pulling them so tightly, as if that is the most natural thing in the world.

Chu Xinian raised his hand to pull down the curtain of the bed and quietly pressed Xie Lanting under him. The latter paused, then realized his intentions, and slowly relaxed his tense body.

The brocade quilt is bright red, embroidered with complicated patterns. The bed curtain fell and blocked the sunlight outside, leaving only a faint haze of scarlet through the silhouette. They seemed to have returned to the night when they first entered the mansion, flustered and throbbing as the servant sent by Concubine Mei stood outside, monitoring their every movement.

"General..."

Chu Xinian's voice was low, and he quietly separated Xie Lanting's legs. His long black hair scattered on his shoulders, making the whole scenery feel vividly alluring and extremely erotic.

Xie Lanting resembled his mother, with a feminine face, which became more and more distinguishable in the blurred light. He didn't know why, a thin layer of blush appeared on his face, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and they were very seductively charming. His arms tightly wrapped around Chu Xinian's waist.

"Chu Xinian..."

Xie Lanting's chest rose and fell, and he didn't know much about such things. But he thought to himself that nothing would hurt more than being wounded on the battlefield. After a brief moment of tension, he relaxed.

While kissing him, Chu Xinian groped for something in front of the bed and then took out an exquisite flower-painted box. Xie Lanting didn't know about it, so he fell down between the quilts, his eyes dazed: "What is this?"

Chu Xinian seemed to smile: "Why don't you guess, General?"

He opened the lid of the box, only to find that it contained an unknown white balm, the slender fingers touched the surface and it quickly melted by the body temperature, turning into a shiny liquid that coats Chu Xinian's fingertips.