After rebirth, Zha Gong begged me to love him [Rebirth]

Chapter 67

How did you think he was a good man?I really went astray.

After a dull suffocation, Wen Xian grabbed his hair and pulled his face up, and said cruelly: "Have you thought it through now?"

Wang Weizhi barely restrained his fear, and smiled lowly. Those dark cat eyes seemed to be able to peer into Wen Xian's heart. The man heard him pause and said: "Wen Xian, you are tempted!"

The tall and handsome man's expression was a little dazed at this moment, but this daze disappeared in an instant and turned into an expression of absolute impossibility.

As if awakened by Wang Weizhi's words, Wen Xian dragged him back to the carriage, threw him on the ground like a shoe, and said coldly: "You don't know, the only person I like from the beginning to the end is Shen Yanfei, do you know why I keep you by my side? Because I love him, pity him, and never touch him until he agrees, but you are just a toy that I can play with as I want, and will never break ,I thought that by giving you to the crown prince, you would understand your status, but now it seems that you are still dreaming of a big spring and autumn dream."

"You know, it was really boring to play love games with you at the beginning. Only when I sleep with you every night can I arouse a little interest. I feel ridiculous when I see you immersed in beautiful dreams day after day. Shen Yanfei is not worthy of carrying shoes."

Wang Weizhi's face sank into the mud, no one saw how pale his plaster-covered face was, he was in so much pain that he couldn't move, couldn't get up, but he had to suffer like this, it hurt more than cutting him, when When Wen Xian mentioned his ridiculous feelings back then, not only other people, but even he wanted to stand aside and laugh at him: Look, this is the end of not knowing people clearly and being sincere.

He waited for a long time, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't cry, and the tears had already dried up last night, so he could only force a smile.

"Yeah, I'm just a worm in the mud, a sparrow in the cloudy sky, everyone can handle it, but I can only bear it, even if it means risking my life."

Wen Xian stretched out his foot and kicked him lightly, "It's good if you understand, since you don't want to live a good life, then go to the place where you should stay."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the shivering attendant kneeling beside him and said: "Take him back, wash him, send him to the servant's room to learn the rules, and at night, he is looking for two people to come back and teach him how to serve men! "

The rules of the servant room are not easy to learn, everyone knows that this new servant has offended the third prince, so he loses face and entrusts Wang Weizhi to do all the hard work.

The work of serving people in the inner courtyard is the easiest, but it is definitely not on Wang Weizhi's head. Except for the work done by the hard laborers, they usually pull people to fill up wherever they are needed. Don't even try to rest.

Although he was tired, Wang Weizhi was willing. When people are busy, they will always selectively forget some unhappy things.

It's just that at night, when it was the most difficult time for him, Wen Xian really kept his word and found two friends.

When the next person led him in, Wen Xian was sitting on the chair leisurely, with a teacup in his hand, which was the tea set that Wang Weizhi once cherished.

But now, he doesn't know how to face it, or place it.

"Now that you're here, let's start." He put the cup down, it was just so red.bare.Naked exposed between the two.

The two came forward as if they wanted to take off his clothes, Wen Xian slightly raised his hand and said, "Let him do it by himself, you just stand aside and guide."

We all looked at each other, and we all backed away. Wen Xian's eyes fell on Wang Weizhi's belt, "What are you waiting for? You want me to find someone to take off your clothes before you will take them off?"

In the past, Wang Weizhi might feel shy and refused, but now Wang Weizhi seems to have put all these emotions behind him, he naturally pulled the belt around his waist, and his robe slipped down, revealing his snow-white body.

Wen Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, "Teach him what to do."

The two Momo stepped forward and said loudly: "You should kneel when serving the master." At the same time, they pressed his shoulders down and pushed him to kneel on the ground.

Wen Xian looked at him condescendingly, with inexplicable emotions surging in his eyes.

He sat recliningly on the chair, lifted his robe, and opened his long legs wide.

"Bring him here."

They followed Wang Weizhi and dragged and dragged him all the way to Wen Xian.

The man lowered his head and squeezed Wang Weizhi's face. He narrowed his eyes slightly and picked up the cup that was placed aside, and said in a low voice: "Now you just need to break it and admit your mistake, and I can still be like you." Same as before, pretend nothing happened, even if you slept with Wen Jue, I can pretend I didn't know."

Wen Xian thought that this was the biggest concession he had made. He didn't care whether Wang Weizhi's body had been shared by others, or what happened in the past. He felt that smart people knew what to do.

However, Wang Weizhi once again deviated from his predetermined result. He smiled, and his originally handsome face was filled with a hint of charm. Breaking away from Momo's restraint, he actually kowtowed straight to Wen Xian .

"Thank you, master, for the reward." His voice was still hoarse, and it had long since lost the crispness it had when we first met. Maybe that night, he lost his original green and clean voice.

Wang Weizhi knocked away not only the only chance to return to his previous life, but also the dignity he had been struggling to maintain.

Now he really has nothing to lose.

Wen Xian stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to poke a hole in his back. When Wang Weizhi got up again, he stretched out his hand to untie Wen Xian's trousers.

But the man grabbed his hand and said viciously: "Who allowed you to use your hand?"

Wang Weizhi paused for a moment, opened his mouth and bit the thin rope...

(you know...)

Wen Xian touched Wang Weizhi's soft hair while enjoying it, with a tender expression, as if he was teasing a dog, but he was exerting force violently underneath, which made Wang Wei's jaw sore and he wanted to feel nauseous.

Those who were waiting at the side had long been familiar with the strangeness, but the sight from others was like a humiliating knife, cutting on Wang Weizhi's body one by one.

The corners of his eyes were filled with rational tears, his eyes slid over the teacup on the side, and he moved away as quickly as if he was scalded.

Sensing his small movements, Wen Xian slightly raised his hand to pick up the cup, "What? Don't dare to look at it? Does looking at it make you feel speechless?"

While stabbing Wen Xian fiercely, he spoke humiliatingly at the same time, it seemed that only in this way could he calm down the surging emotions in his heart.

Wang Weizhi closed his eyes in pain. If he could, he really wanted to be deaf, but he was not.

"Tell me, what else can this cup hold besides tea?"

Wang Weizhi didn't know what he was going to say, but just served him hard, hoping to be relieved soon.

The man was still at ease, he took himself out of Wang Weizhi's mouth and locked it on his face and patted it, leaving a slippery luster and saying: " Turn around."

The Momos seemed to want to step forward to help, Wen Xian passed a look over, and the two Momos looked at each other in blank dismay, and they both retreated knowingly.

Wen Xian stood up from the chair and walked behind Wang Weizhi, looking at him naked.bare.back, suddenly smiled viciously, "I know what else I can pretend."

He slid down Wang Weizhi's arm and forced Wang Weizhi to hold the cup. After knowing the cause of Wen Jue's death, Wang Weizhi once didn't know how to put it. For him, this cup was Wen Jue's most cherished thing, but It was the murder weapon that killed him, and he loved and hated it so much that when Wen Xian forced him to pinch the cup and lowered it with his hand, Wang Weizhi hadn't reacted for a while.

until the bottom.Min Hangan was not grasped by Wen Xian's other hot palm.

The man leaned into his ear and whispered, "Take it hard, I'll help you."

crisp.Numb.itch.The meaning rushed up from the spine, and the viscous liquid dripped into the cup, Wang Weizhi woke up suddenly, he struggled to throw it away, but Wen Xian held his hand tightly with no expression on his face.

"No!", this was the first no word he said tonight, but it was soon overwhelmed by more nos, he was powerless, he couldn't break free until he was exhausted.Several interpretations.Put, fill the cup.turbidity.Liquid, that is the abyss of sin.

Wen Xian let him go, but Wang Weizhi felt that he seemed to have tarnished something holy.

Wen Xian stood up, wiped his hands, and looked at him indifferently, "Don't you want to fall? Then use another method to ruin it."

Wang Weizhi's eyes fell on the jade porcelain teacup, emerald green mixed with spots of white, his hands couldn't help shaking, "Is it because people like me don't deserve to have hope?", even if it was just a slight phantom.

Wen Xian squinted at him and said nothing, this was always the result he wanted, he wanted Wang Weizhi to be dirty, he wanted him to sink into the mud to accompany him, but when this person was really dirty, he couldn't be happy .

Now Wang Weizhi looks like himself when he was young, struggling in desperation and surviving in the mud. For a moment, Wen Xian suddenly felt reluctant, but he did nothing.

He just went to the door and ordered Wang Weizhi to be the watchman tonight.

The people outside the door retreated obediently, Wen Xian came back and pulled him up, "Did you forget the rules in the capital, when the master sleeps at night, the servant can only stay by the bedside."

He pulled Wang Weizhi to the door and ordered: "Put on your clothes and stay here tonight. When I need you to serve me, I'm asking you to come in."

According to what he said, Wang Weizhi just watched quietly outside the door all night. No one knew what he was thinking that night, but he just kept his round cat eyes open until dawn.

At the same time, in a hall in the deep palace, a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes was reclining on the beauty bed. There were not many servants serving in the hall, and even the fruit snacks on the side were not very fresh. It can be seen that this empress is not favored.

A person who looked like a maid was beating her leg.

The woman rubbed her temples with her fingertips, "You said Xian'er brought that sinner back again?"

The maid seemed to be a little afraid of the woman, and said cautiously: "Go back to your mother, I saw it with my own eyes, and it was the little prince of the Wei family who came to take her away."

"I thought he was just playing for fun, and this kind of lowly embryo can also fall into his eyes."

The woman opened her eyes, she had the same fox eyes as Wen Xian's, except that the tails of the eyes were long and narrow, adding a slight curvature for no reason.

The author has something to say: I saw a little baby asking if the crematorium would be short. How can I say that this is a long story, and the outline is only halfway through. It will not be short. The crematorium involves two generations, and I have to write, don’t worry, Xiaowei will remember everything that Wen Xian has done, it’s not that I didn’t report, the time has not come, I will write slowly, you can read slowly, it’s just that this time is very busy, I’ve been busy all the time, I’m already busy One month, I guess I will be busy for another month. I have finished my saved manuscripts. I am uncomfortable ╯﹏╰. The pressure is a bit high. I will try my best to save the daily update. If I can’t update that day, I will tell you in advance that I love you^3^