No one can withstand such debris.

Luo Ci wasn't blushing because of the stamina of the fruit wine, she felt like her whole body was on fire.

She responded a little bewilderedly, and it sounded like a mosquito, very small.

Chu Si's palm lightly covered her heart, very soft.

Although he was also very nervous, the **** and **** prevailed, and he was not so shy in his heart. He leaned over and squeezed her lips, tenderly.

She was stunned for a few seconds, her face was red hot, she pushed his hand away and closed her bedclothes.

He stopped, his voice panting slightly, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ci bit her lip slightly, although it might be nothing in this plane, but she felt that this was not very good, the fragment was only fifteen years old.

She lowered her head and blushed, and whispered, "I... can we consummate the house later, later?"

Chu Si thought she was nervous, so he put her hand on his heart, "Wife, I'm also nervous, don't be afraid."

"I'll be gentle."

"No, not for that reason."

He looked at her silently, eagerly.

Luo Ci thought for a while and whispered, "Asi... I want to follow the customs of my father."

She said it as euphemistically as possible, not letting Shard think she didn't like him and hurt her heart.

"People from my father's side can only do this kind of thing when they are eighteen years old."

"We are still young, and now I can't pass the test in my heart."

Chu Si looked at her eyes, he knew that she was not lying to him, nor was there any other reason.

He was reluctant to make it difficult for her.

He carefully arranged her clothes and said softly, "Then can I kiss you? Just kiss you and do nothing else."

"well."

She was just sobered up from the fright just now, and she was still a little dizzy, looking soft and well-behaved.

Chu Si's kiss fell, he closed his eyes and kissed almost forgetfully, even though the lustful desire was still surging, his blood was swollen, and his body was full of enthusiasm, but he didn't do anything else.

"Master wife..."

He called her softly, his voice very nostalgic.

She answered, and fell asleep again dizzy.

He let go of her, held her in his arms, rested his chin on her head, and his breathing was no longer shallow.

"I will not refuse any of your requests."

As long as she has him in her heart, as long as she is the only one by her side.

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【Chu Si Fan】

He doesn't like his name.

Not being loved, not being valued, what is the meaning of survival?

That year, he was eight years old.

In the middle of the night, a fire broke out in the palace. When he and his father and concubine found out, it had been burning for some time. They inhaled a lot of smoke. The father and concubine escaped under their protection, but they were still crushed to the ground by the unexpected roof beam. , also touched his face, very painful and very hot.

But the father and wife were more seriously injured.

At that moment, he seemed to see his father and concubine wave and spread out the roof beam, which was completely different from usual.

The father and the concubine escaped with her in her arms.

When he woke up, his throat hurt so bad, he could barely speak, and the left side of his face was wrapped in gauze.

When he went to see his father and concubine, the father and concubine were very weak, not only on the face, but also on the body with burns.

But he felt that his father and wife seemed to have changed.

The father and concubine became very calm, and all the worries that lingered in my heart were gone.

He sent back all the palace servants.

"Asi, I have a gift for my father that I want to give you."

Chu Si was speechless and subconsciously panicked.

"Life is like a gamble, and I lose."

"Hopefully, you can win."

He passed his life's martial arts to Chu Si, and his body became even weaker. He said in a low voice, "This is what I am willing to do. You have to be good in the future."

He asked the palace servants to take Chu Si down to rest, and then called for the queen to come over.

Emperor Chu came shortly after, with a complicated expression on her face, "I have already solved the person behind the scenes."

She added, "Your wounds can also be healed."

His expression was flat, "No need."

"It will never be cured."

Those cracks will never heal.

Chu Huang was stunned in place, his voice was panic, and he said reluctantly, "It can be cured."

He looked at her, his eyes extremely indifferent, "I hurt my face on purpose."

When he was hit by the roof beam, the injured part did not have a face, which was intentional later.

Obviously there is no tone, but there seems to be a slight sarcasm.

He said to himself, "Actually, I didn't want to stay for a long time."

"But Ah Si is still young."

Now is just an opportunity.

His voice was light, "Look, you can call yourself me, but you can't be the only one."

It seems like an honor, but it is.

Emperor Chu became more and more panicked, there was someone she might lose forever.

She finally wiped out all his feelings.

His tone became lighter and lighter, "Let Ah Si stay away from these disputes, I'm tired."

With a tired look on his face, he slowly closed his eyes.

Couldn't wake up.

Losing his feelings, even losing his whole person.

Chu Huang sat stiffly, looking in a trance. In fact, she had a premonition that he rarely had contact with her, and he didn't want to compete for favor, and he didn't want to be touched by her. Even Chu Si was sometimes chaotic after drinking that day.

She thought that at least he was still staying in the palace, that would be fine, but now, he has left her forever.

In fact, she has never owned him, since she chose Zhengjun for power, they have never been able to.

...

Later, Chu Si lived alone in a remote palace.

At first, there were palace servants to serve, but Emperor Chu never saw him, and those palace servants were transferred away by other nobles.

He remembered other princes and princesses saying, "You are born unlucky and killed your father and wife."

Children are serious.

He said a lot, and he always felt that if his father and concubine hadn't passed on martial arts to him, he would not have died.

I have always hated myself.

But his father and wife let him be fine.

He has martial arts, and even if the palace servants would bully him secretly, his life was not bad.

He has been hiding himself, being forgotten, and developing his own power.

He either reads or writes every day.

But more than that.

He is writing a list.

All the people who have bullied him and hurt his father and concubine are on it.

Including the new queen.

He knew that this was the mastermind behind the fire.

He likes to sit alone in the courtyard drinking tea. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, the early morning weather in Chu is always cold, which can relieve the burning pain caused by burns on his face.

The father and concubine left him medicine, but he didn't want to recover. He didn't like any woman in the world, he didn't want his wife and master, and he even wanted to overthrow the rule that women are superior to men.

He endured the pain on his face every day and night, and he was even used to it.

Pain is good, in this way, he will not forget the fire, his hatred, and how his father and concubine left this world decisively.

But no matter what he thinks in his heart, he doesn't seem to be able to get up any emotions, it's very light, it seems to be suppressed in the bottom of his heart, so that he will never be affected by foreign objects, and he will always remain calm.

He is a born king.