After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Although Xia Yu felt pain, he did not think it was a big deal. It was just some flesh pain that did not hurt his bones.

Deep inside the palace walls, if you are out of favor, ten strokes of the cane can take your life, and if you are favored, twenty strokes of the cane will not hurt your bones.

"My butt was firm and perky before, it should look very nice."

"It's a little ugly now, so don't look at it too much. I'll show it to you when it's better."

Seeing Xun Zhan only responded with a single word, Xia Yu continued as if he was not injured at all, "Doctor Cheng said that there will be no scars in the future."

"But even if you have scars and they don't look good, you can't go to see other people."

"Xun Zhan, you are mine, I will not give you to anyone else."

He raised his head, his red eyes and pursed lips made Xun Zhan look like a pitiful little thing.

Xun Zhan moved forward while kneeling and gently kissed Xia Yu's lips.

After sensing the bitterness of his own tears, he carefully distanced himself: “Xia Yu, I’m sorry.”

The unknown reason for the quiet apology made Xia Yu mistakenly believe that Xun Zhan remembered the drunken incident.

"I am worried about Xie Nanxing, so I have people keeping an eye on her. It has nothing to do with you."

The explanation came in a hurry, and Xun Zhan's eyes, which were soaked by water, were instantly filled with bloodshot.

"Snapped."

The raised hand slapped hard on his face, leaving clear five finger marks on his handsome face. Xun Zhan's eyes flashed with cruelty, a murderous intent that was unwilling to let even himself go.

Looking at the blood oozing from the corner of Xun Zhan's mouth, Xia Yu, who had been able to remain calm and coax Xun Zhan, lost his composure for a moment.

Seeing Xun Zhan's palm raised again, Xia Yu supported himself with one hand and tightly grasped Xun Zhan's hand with the other.

The wounds on the waist and hips began to split, and drops of bright red soaked the handkerchief.

All of Xun Zhan's madness was suppressed, and his pale fingertips helped Xia Yu lie down again: "Don't move, lie still."

The breath of relief in my heart subsided, and Xia Yu looked even more ferocious than Xun Zhan.

"Xun Zhan, you are mine, who allowed you to hit yourself?"

Reason quietly returned, and Xun Zhan took the jade pillar and applied medicine to Xia Yu again.

Apply the medicine while blowing gently. Don't stop blowing after the medicine is applied.

The stubborn person insisted on an answer: "Xun Zhan, who allowed you to hit yourself?"

"Xia Yu, I'm sorry."

There are many apologies, many regrets, but also a lot of love: "Xia Yu, I am yours."

And you are mine too.

Xia Yu restrained his aggressiveness and wrapped his arms around Xun Zhan's: "Master, don't hit yourself. My heart hurts."

It hurts much more than my waist and hips.

A shadow appeared in the house for a long time, but it never crossed the threshold.

The hand that intended to knock on the door finally chose to retract.

Zhong Yuanyuan felt that she might have come at the wrong time.

Seeing that the shadow began to retreat out of the house, Xia Yu seemed to have just realized it, and his palm tightened the moment he turned his head.

"Stop bragging, my mother is coming."

His puzzled pupils suddenly widened, and Xun Zhan was at a loss as to what to do.

However, whether it was Xia Yu who was lying on the bed, or Zhong Yuanyuan who stopped and did not leave after hearing these words, they both gave Xun Zhan enough time to sort out his panic.

Now the person standing at the door is Xia Yu's mother, and Xun Zhan wants to leave a better impression on each other.

He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the moisture off his face. After Xun Zhan put the mask on Xia Yu, he supported himself on the edge of the bed and stood up.

Xia Yu reached out and tugged at Xun Zhan's sleeve, and the man stood up and knelt in front of Xia Yu again.

Still frightened, Xia Yu warned, "Don't run away, understand?"

Patting Xia Yu's head gently, Xun Zhan put his forehead to Xia Yu's lips and said, "I am yours, I will not run away."

After moving a soft stool to the bedside, Xun Zhan bowed solemnly towards Zhong Yuanyuan and said, "You can talk to the King first. If you need anything, call me anytime."

Not knowing Zhong Yuanyuan's attitude, Xun Zhan addressed Xia Yu as Ming Wang.

He looks forward to getting Zhong Yuanyuan's recognition and blessing, but no matter whether Zhong Yuanyuan accepts his and Xia Yu's relationship or not, Xun Zhan will not give in.

It was sunny after the snow, and the bedroom, which had been a little restless, became quiet due to Zhong Yuanyuan's arrival.

The door was closed by Xun Zhan from the outside. Zhong Yuanyuan bent down and first touched Xia Yu's forehead, then lifted the cover and took a close look at Xia Yu's injuries.

Sitting down in front of the soft stool, Zhong Yuanyuan gently fanned herself with the round fan in her hand. The cool breeze passed through the cover to Xia Yu's waist and hips, suppressing the burning pain.

Xia Yu did not say anything. Zhong Yuanyuan turned around and looked at the shadow swaying back and forth on the door curtain. She had no intention of wasting time with Xia Yu.

"You knew I was coming, and you let me see it on purpose?"

Xia Yu, whose little thoughts were exposed, looked at Zhong Yuanyuan with his round eyes.

Trust and dependence, without concealment.

"You have to know that it's a little late. It's my son's fault."

"Do his parents know?"

Xia Yu nodded: "It was me who caused the trouble. His legs were not good at the time, and he always tried to push me away, so I just threw the can down and killed him first and asked for permission later."

I couldn't help but smile, and my words were full of pride: "In the end, it worked."

"His mother also gave me a bracelet, because it was originally reserved for the daughter-in-law as a gift, but my hands are thicker than a woman's, so I didn't wear it."

The implication is that it was a pity that Zhong Yuanyuan did not prepare a bracelet for Xun Zhan.

Zhong Yuanyuan tapped the cover with her round fan and gave Xia Yu a disdainful look: "You are really capable."

"My mother once said that if you stay where you are, you will never get the answer. Only by taking a brave step forward can you know what is right and what is wrong."

"I made a brave choice and I will be responsible for my choice."

Therefore, Xia Yu never made any speculation that Zhong Yuanyuan would hinder him and Xun Zhan.

His mother gave him absolute freedom within the limits of her ability.

As long as he is determined about something, Zhong Yuanyuan will at most express her own opinions and will never force him to make any choice.

The path that Xia Yu has walked on his own is Xia Yu’s path.

"Let me see it, do you hope to get my support?"

Xia Yu's eyes were wide open and full of expectation, which made people feel soft-hearted.

Nodding slightly, Xia Yu lowered his voice, wanting Zhong Yuanyuan to help him again.

"Mother, today's matter was a bit urgent. I didn't have time to discuss it with him. He must be very sad now."

Zhong Yuanyuan did not agree to Xia Yu, but the action of standing up from the stool and calling Xun Zhan in personally explained everything.

Looking up at Xun Zhan, Zhong Yuanyuan said, "Since this is something that concerns you, you should listen as well."

Xun Zhan didn't know what Zhong Yuanyuan was referring to, but when he heard this, he knelt down.

"It's all my fault. I misled Xiaojiu. If you want to blame someone, blame me."

Zhong Yuanyuan couldn't say that she knew Xun Zhan very well, but she knew everything about her son.

If you look into it in detail, it is not certain who is active and who is passive.