At this time, Dugu Chanyi's heart was filled with despair, and she even felt faintly numb. She let it go, leaving only the vomiting and rejection caused by the physiological reaction of the foreign body in her mouth.
Suddenly, she felt that the strength of this shameless scholar seemed to have become lighter...
Dugu Chanyi tried to spit out the handkerchief in her mouth.
Didn't he notice? Good opportunity...
Dugu Chanyi didn't even have time to be happy. The next second she turned her head sharply and bit the man in front of her, who was gradually moving away from his right arm. He actually refused to retreat and was bitten by her.
Only less than three breaths.
There was blood overflowing from between the man's skin and muscles and the woman's fangs, flowing down quietly,
The heart of the beautiful and sinful widow was filled with hatred and joy at the same time.
The smell of blood between her lips and teeth seemed to be some kind of addictive delicacy, making her bite it tightly and never want to let go.
Aijia will bite you to death!
She raised her chin happily, and the newly dyed rouge on her lips was extremely red. Her almond-shaped eyes turned up, and she looked at him with unruly eyes. The next second, her eyelashes suddenly trembled, and she was a little stunned.
The young Confucian scholar didn't know when he got up, but he gradually stopped moving.
He was turning his head at the moment, looking at the ground next to him.
There is no expression on the face.
Dugu Chanyi's trembling eyes moved down, and she saw a flawless white jade tablet lying quietly on the ground there, and a sachet with clumsy and rough embroidery...
At this moment, Zhao Rong was sitting beside the bed, and the beautiful Queen Mother, who was admired by thousands of people in Dali, was restrained and lying seductively on his lap.
His left hand hung straight down, and the handkerchief soaked in saliva fell to the floor below.
The right arm was dripping with blood, and most of the arm was dyed red...
But his eyes at this time did not stop at these things.
The young Confucian scholar remained motionless.
The dragon dances in the heart lake.
He looked at the ground calmly.
After the air was quiet for a moment, he suddenly moved with his lips pursed in silence.
Not paying attention to the right hand with its fangs still biting, he bent down and reached out with his left hand, but he retracted it halfway.
He wiped his left hand on the clothes on his chest.
Then he reached out again and picked up the two tokens on the ground that were a token of a lifelong love affair with a certain two women.
The young Confucian scholar lowered his eyes. After picking it up, he stuffed it back into his sleeve without looking at the white jade tablet and sachet. He turned his head silently and looked at the beautiful woman who was still biting his right arm.
He didn't speak.
He looked at her quietly.
The blood on his arm was flowing quietly.
In the pavilion, the two of them sat one at a time, looking at each other.
"Ho...ho..."
Dugu Chanyi rolled her eyes, looking a little dazed. At a certain moment, she quietly let go of her teeth, and her delicate body couldn't help but shrink back.
This Confucian scholar changed again.
Dugu Chanyi is very sure.
Her eyes trembled and she took the initiative to look away.
Even though she was about to be violated by the last guy just now, she was extremely arrogant and didn't have the slightest fear.
However, facing him at this moment...
Zhao Rong reached out and untied the rope that tied Dugu Chan's clothes, and immediately stood up.
Dugu Chanyi, who was originally lying on his lap, fell directly to the ground as soon as she freed her delicate hands.
There is no pity or pity at all.
Zhao Rong walked aside, away from the beautiful woman on the ground, and sat down on the stone bench again.
He propped up his knees with his elbows, put his two big hands together to cover his face, and rubbed his face vigorously back and forth, ignoring the red blood on his left palm.
Then the young Confucian scholar lowered his head and inserted his bloody fingers into his thick black hair.
You can't see his lowered expression.
"I saw it."
He whispered.
No one in the booth answered.
Dugu Chanyi was not far away, looking carefully at the young Confucian scholar sitting on the stone bench with his head in his hands.
He was sitting on a stool, holding his head and curling up. His body was sometimes tense, sometimes loose, and the gaps between these two states were accompanied by waves of inexplicable twitches.
The young Confucian scholar seemed to be whispering occasionally.
"Gui, I saw the 'heart' and the 'nature'."
He nodded.
"I shouldn't have pressed it before."
A certain sword spirit did not reply.
The lake in the heart of the young Confucian scholar is still full of water splashing, desires surging, and demons dancing wildly.
The evil dragons at the bottom of the lake were writhing wildly and manically.
However, his appearance at this moment was unwavering.
Not a hint of madness.
The young Confucian scholar chuckled and said calmly in his heart:
"I want to fuck her."
"I really want to have sex with her."
"She is very beautiful. She is the most beautiful woman on earth. She is more beautiful than almost all the women I have ever seen, second only to Qingjun and Xiaoxiao."
"She is the Queen Regent of the Li Dynasty. Her mother has been divorced. She has a noble status. She is also a young and pretty widow. Ha, a widow who has just lost her husband... This identity is very exciting... At least it makes me feel excited. A few days ago
Seeing her back in the mourning hall is even worse."
The young Confucian scholar paused for a moment.
He said with a smile as if talking about common things:
"By the way, her dancing posture and slender waist are also unparalleled. Tsk tsk, I just touched her a few times and the feel is really amazing."
"Gui, actually I quite like women who can dance. Well, they usually have good waists and can control any posture."
The young Confucian scholar took a few breaths, and then said with great enthusiasm:
"I want to own her, possess her fiercely, occupy her inch by inch."
As he spoke, his hands suddenly tightened and he held his head tightly.
The blood from the wound flowed out more violently, forming a blood line, trickling down and staining the clothes.
"I am a lustful person, um, a thief. This is...'seeing one's nature'."
He said.
The next second, the young Confucian scholar suddenly relaxed and raised his head.
In the eyes that had been smeared and wiped by the blood finger, the gaze was still without any ripples.
"But, I can't and won't do that."
He spoke every word and his tone remained calm.
"She is Li Wangque's mother, Li Wangque... he calls me sir."
"I have no feelings for her at all. Today is the first time we have met her in a real sense. There is no emotion at all."
"A few days ago, Qingjun, Qian'er, and Qingdai and I could let go of our desires and have fun without any worries, but at this moment, I can't do that to the Dugu family."
The young Confucian scholar nodded.
"Yes, I said 'want them all', but the original intention of 'want them all' is to hold the hand of the woman I love without leaving any regrets. But it cannot be the reason for me to covet the beauty of strange women and accept women into my life at will.
This is not fair to Qingjun, Xiaoxiao, Qianer... or a strange woman."
After he finished speaking, he became quiet and said with a smile:
"Besides, I will also look down on Zhao Ziyu like this."
The young Confucian scholar leaned back and leaned against the stone table.
He raised the back of his blood-covered hand, tilted his head, and wiped the corners of his eyes.
"This... is my true heart. I can't really touch her... This is not about suppressing myself, but about acting in accordance with my true heart."
The young Confucian scholar smiled happily.
"Return, this is 'seeing the heart'."
"It turns out that the so-called understanding of the mind is not about suppressing my desires and thoughts and forcing me to become a god without desires. It is about not avoiding, actively embracing all desires, and then facing my true self.
With my true heart, I know what I want, whether it’s worth giving up the good things I’ve held on to for a long time just for temporary desires, and then… I choose to do or not do it.”
"As you once said, even if I fall into the devil's path, I have to understand that it must be my choice, not forced."
"So, my choice after realizing my true nature this time is... I can't be a pervert. Well, although I know that I am actually an old pervert, I can't do it right now."
In the pavilion, Zhao Rong opened his eyes wide and looked straight at the pavilion beam above his head.
"See the clear nature of the mind... See the clear nature of the mind... Oh, come on, after I looked directly at the myriad desires in my heart, I seem to have a little bit of clarity... What is that thing called 'Tao' in your mouth? It
...very pure, like...pure blue colored glaze..."
His face was stunned and his eyes were unblinking. In the chaos of the inner lake where evil dragons were rampant and demons were dancing wildly at this moment, he could faintly see a hint of pure green glaze.
Just like that day tens of thousands of years ago, at the edge of the Suzaku star, amid the blood mist and thousands of demonic dragons in the sky, the remains of the warrior stood erect.
After a certain young Confucian scholar fell silent.