Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Yan Lin said calmly: "Your Majesty, do you have any doubts?"

The eyes of Yan Zhijun dimmed slightly: "I will follow you all the way."

Yan Lin smiled with an ambiguous expression: "Okay, I will lead the way for Your Majesty."

I hope you don't collapse when you see this.

Finally, Yan Lin led Yan Zhijun and the others into the secret passage.

When Lord Yan smelled the blood in the room, his aura became more oppressive.

When he walked to the end of the room, the scene in front of him made Yan Zhijun's face blank for a moment.

The pain kept tearing at me, and I screamed, but I couldn't calm the pain in my heart.

This is the boy he holds dear to his heart.

Tied up in a dark place and tortured.

Now, his whole body was covered in blood, the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible, and there was no sign of life at all.

There was even a small pool of blood on the ground.

He walked closer with difficulty and carefully tested Ning Huaimian's breath.

Still angry.

He untied the chains, picked up Ning Huaimian himself, and walked out.

The moment he turned around, the fragility on his face disappeared completely, replaced by an eerie calmness.

When he passed Yan Lin, he said calmly, "Catch Prince Chen and put him in jail."

The King of Yan remembered this grudge.

He and Yan Lin.

Never die.

Shen Chang, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards, said to Yan Lin, "Your Majesty, I am sorry."

Although he didn't know what the current situation of His Majesty and the others was, it was his duty to obey His Majesty's orders.

Yan Lin did not resist, because he knew that Yan Zhijun could not do anything to him except make him suffer a little.

It’s a pity that I didn’t see the scene I was looking forward to.

I thought the King of Yan would have a mental breakdown.

But what if he took Ning Huaimian away?

Someone who is destined to die.

No one can save it.

…………

After rescuing Ning Huaimian, King Yan went straight to the Imperial Hospital.

After the imperial physician finished examining Ning Huaimian's body, he knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, the Queen's internal organs are almost completely destroyed. Now she can only be kept alive by drugs. Whether she can wake up depends on God's will..."

After putting Ning Huaimian down on the bed, Lord Yan did not change his clothes.

So now his body is covered in blood, as if he had just crawled out of a Shura field, and he exudes a chilling aura.

Upon hearing the imperial physician's words, Yan Zhijun's face suddenly changed and his fists clenched until they made a crackling sound.

Yan Lin!! How dare you do such a thing!!

Sooner or later he would dig a piece of flesh out of him and make him pay back with interest!!

Yan Zhijun thought viciously in his heart, and roared uncontrollably: "Get lost, useless trash!!"

His chest rose and fell: "Change the imperial physician!!"

The imperial physician ran out tumbling and crawling.

The imperial physicians were replaced one after another, but the situation remained grim.

An hour passed quickly.

In the end, only Yan Zhijun and Ning Huaimian were left in the room.

Yan Zhijun looked at Ning Huaimian lying quietly on the bed, and the emotions that he had been suppressing finally burst out at this moment.

He was seen kneeling in front of Ning Huaimian's bed in a panic, his body bent, his face buried in his trembling palms, crying silently.

Tears continued to flow, sliding down my palms and disappearing.

Just like the once cute and delicate boy, in the blink of an eye, only his shattered body was left.

Even if I find it back, what does it matter? I can't go back after all.

The cracks all over his body were deep in his bones and could not be repaired.

In the eyes of the world, the King of Yan was born to be superior and above all other people.

What does he want? Who dares to resist what he wants?

But what if he has made all the plans?

He couldn't even protect the one he loved!!

Can't do anything now!!

What's the difference with garbage?!

"Mianmian..."

“Mianmian…what should I do…wuuuu…what should I do…” The man’s voice trembled with despair and helplessness.

Seeing Yan Zhijun's desperate look, Bai Jihei couldn't help but said, "Master, are you really not going to wake up? He looks a little pitiful..."

Ning Huaimian sighed: [I would like to wake up, but unfortunately my body is not strong enough...]

Although he could fix it, it seemed unnecessary.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether he wakes up now or in a few days, so let Yan Zhijun and Yan Lin fight first.

He'll take a break first...

…………

Three days had passed since the incident, and the pressure on Yan Zhijun was getting lower and lower.

What's more, Yan Lin had just been released today, which made Yan Zhijun's face even gloomier.

He thought that sooner or later he would completely kill Yan Lin's minions.

Make him not dare to be so arrogant and make him regret it for the rest of his life.

When Lord Yan returned to the bedroom, he found it in chaos and couldn't help but frown and said, "What's wrong with such a noisy situation?"

"Be quiet, don't disturb Mi Mi's rest."

Suddenly hearing the voice of Lord Yan, the servants panicked and knelt down hurriedly: "Your Majesty, the Queen is awake."

what? !

Didn't he have auditory hallucinations?

Mianmian... He woke up...

woke up? !

woke up! !

The King of Yan's apparent calmness completely collapsed, and he walked forward step by step with difficulty.

The servants who had the sense to look at all retreated cautiously.

They have all seen His Majesty's behavior in the past few days. Now that the Queen has woken up, His Majesty must have a lot to say.

It is said that emperors have always been fickle-hearted, and the most ruthless are the imperial families.

They think that’s not necessarily the case, they just haven’t met the person they deeply love.

Yan Zhijun stood steadily in front of Ning Huaimian, and his outstretched hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The boy's body is too fragile now, and the slightest touch may cause him to bleed profusely.

He didn't dare.

How sad it is, the person he loves is right in front of him, but he doesn't even dare to touch him...

“Mianmian…I’m sorry…”

I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner...

sorry Sorry……

Ning Huaimian had originally opened his eyes blankly, but after hearing Yan Zhijun's voice, he suddenly trembled violently: "Kill... Kill... Kill... Yan Lin!!!"

"Yan Lin!!"

“I want him to die!!”

Because his vocal cords were damaged, the words he spoke were like needles, piercing people's hearts and making them unbearable.

"Okay, Mianmian, don't be excited, don't be excited..."

Looking at Ning Huaimian in great pain, Yan Zhijun's soul felt as if it was being torn apart alive.

But how could his pain be even a little bit comparable to what Mianmian suffered?

He gently touched Ning Huaimian's hair in a soothing manner, his eyes focused and gentle, and coaxed softly: "Listen to Mianmian, help Mianmian vent her anger, I will kill Yan Lin."

"Cut him into pieces..."

"Whatever Mianmian wants to do, I will help her... I will help you realize all your wishes..."

Hearing Yan Zhijun's promise, Ning Huaimian immediately relaxed, closed his eyes, and said with difficulty: "Thank you..."

"Why should we say thank you to each other?" Yan Zhijun's eyes seemed to be mixed with tears, and he murmured: "But it seems that apart from this, I can't do anything..."