Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

After the meal, everyone went home.

Yan Lin followed behind Xiao Qingran with a stern face and didn't say a word, which made people feel intimidated.

People passing by would stay a few feet away from him, for fear of accidentally provoking him.

"Brother Yan Lin, what's wrong? Why are you so depressed?"

"I'm just going to the battlefield, not to die. You look down on me too much." Xiao Qingran suddenly turned around and said with a smile.

Yan Lin felt more and more uneasy when he saw his nonchalant look.

He always felt that Xiao Qingran was gradually slipping away from his control.

He was so obedient and well-behaved when he was a child, but now he is finding it increasingly difficult to understand him.

It feels within reach, yet it seems out of reach.

But whenever he thought of the figure that ran towards him regardless of danger when he was a child, he became determined again.

After all, his feelings for Xiao Qingran were not inexplicable; there were traces of everything.

As he thought about it, he looked at the increasingly mature young man in front of him, his thoughts drifting away, as if he saw memories that had been sealed for a long time.

His situation was not very good when he was young, because his mother was not a daughter of an official family and had no background. She was just a maid who happened to be favored by his father.

From the night my mother climbed onto my father's bed, everything changed dramatically.

Because later the mother was diagnosed with being pregnant with the royal heir.

The father, who already had few royal heirs, became even more fond of the mother.

For a while, the concubines in the harem were so angry that their teeth were about to break, and they continued to persecute my mother with various means, both openly and covertly.

Fortunately, he was born safely, but unfortunately, his mother's already poor health became worse due to giving birth to him, and she passed away within a year.

Afterwards, he was adopted by the queen, the mother of Yan Zhijun and Yan Zhiyao.

After all, he was not her biological son, so the Queen did not care much about him, and Yan Zhijun and Yan Zhiyao were even less close to him.

Not to mention my father. At that time, he had already become obsessed with the way to immortality and no one could make him care about him at all.

Therefore, he could be said to be isolated and helpless at that time, and suffered humiliation.

Even the lowly servants couldn't help but step on him when they saw him.

When he was eight years old, he met his first friend, Xiao Qingran.

Xiao Qingran was the first person to speak up for him when he was bullied, but he was very vigilant at the time and did not appreciate Xiao Qingran's inexplicable kindness.

Because in his eyes, Xiao Qingran was the same as them, and he always felt that he had bad intentions and was extremely hypocritical.

But something happened afterwards that completely changed his perception of Xiao Qingran.

It was a very dark day, and they were strolling along the busy streets.

Being ignored, he walked at the back and was gradually dispersed by the crowd.

In a trance, he walked to a deserted small pond and stood there motionless, enjoying the silence when no one was around.

"thump."

He didn't react the moment he fell into the water, and didn't even know who pushed him.

The instinct for survival made him struggle in the water and call for help, but his body sank deeper and deeper like a stone.

The heart is like a gray tree, and the body is like a boat without ties.

He slowly gave up struggling.

There was no trace of pain on his face, only calmness.

Even though it was painful for the water to flow into his mouth and nose, he felt inexplicably relieved.

He thought that maybe it would be nice if all this bad stuff just ended like this.

The moment he closed his eyes and accepted his fate, he seemed to hear a hurried sound coming from the shore.

With a "bang", someone jumped in.

In Yan Lin's blurred vision, there was only a small figure swimming towards him.

He wondered, was he here to save him?

How is it possible... How could someone like him come to save him...

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed. When he looked up, he saw Xiao Qingran's eyes full of concern.

When Xiao Qingran saw him wake up, she asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Lin looked at him for a moment and said in a muffled voice: "You saved me?"

Unfortunately, he didn't see the mockery in Xiao Qingran's eyes. He just said, "Yeah, I was really scared at that time."

Yan Lin's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, and he tilted his head and said, "Thank you."

"I'm sorry for being rude to you before..."

I will treat you well in the future.

The smile on Xiao Qingran's face widened a little: "It's okay, I don't care."

He thought, how could he justify his stupidity if he didn't take advantage of such a gullible person?

After all, in this world of intrigue and deception, calculation has always been the norm.

So, from that day on, Yan Lin changed a lot.

His attitude towards Xiao Qingran became closer, and he was no longer as indifferent as before and allowed himself to be bullied and trampled upon.

He began to resist and to win over the people.

He was like a mad dog, using his ruthlessness to make the power behind him stronger and stronger, and he carved out a new world for himself.

Soon, due to the fight for the throne, many royal family members died or were injured, and countless families were destroyed.

Only he and his sister Yan Zhijun survived.

The bloodstains in the capital city gradually disappeared after several days of heavy rain.

As for why he can now safely be his Prince Chen, it is only because Yan Zhijun knows that Yan Lin likes Xiao Qingran and has no ambition to become emperor.

A person without offspring was destined to pose no threat to the King of Yan, so they were still very harmonious on the surface.

To this day, Yan Lin is still following the young man who makes his heart beat.

But more than a decade later, something seemed to have changed.

For a moment, he even doubted himself. Did he really like Xiao Qingran?

"Brother Yan Lin, why are you staring at me without saying anything? Is there something on my face?"

Xiao Qingran's gentle voice interrupted Yan Lin's memories and thoughts.

His expression was complicated and difficult to read: "No."

Then he said seriously: "Ah Ran, when you come back, I want to tell you something."

Xiao Qingran curled the corners of her lips: "Okay..."

Well, I have something to tell you too.

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Yuxuan Palace.

Yan Zhijun held Ning Huaimian tightly in his arms, and rubbed his nose against his cheek: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"

"Are you troubled by what happened today?"

Ning Huaimian lowered his eyes, with a look that made people look down upon him: "Your Majesty, have you known this a long time ago?"

Yan Zhijun had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter. His warm breath fell on his ear and he whispered, "I knew it a long time ago."

"When Yan Lin fell into the water as a child, he was rescued by Xiao Qingran. He seemed to have become a different person. He obeyed Xiao Qingran in everything, but was like a mad dog to others, biting anyone he caught."

"But the fact that Xiao Qingran saved Yan Lin is a little funny. His usual pretentious attitude actually deceived Yan Lin."

Yan Zhijun changed the subject and lowered his voice: "It wasn't something worth taking seriously, but I accidentally involved you..."