How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Shangqing woke up two days ago.

He absorbed the entire silver grass, and his internal injuries were healed, and his external injuries were gone.

So when I woke up, apart from feeling a little weak, I didn't feel any other discomfort.

only--

Before Shangqing sat up, he turned his head and saw Yan Ming sleeping on the bed.

When this guy is awake, he is like a hedgehog with spines all over his body, and he is always fierce to outsiders.

When he closed his eyes, he became less aggressive and became just like a good and obedient child.

Yan Ming's eyelashes are thick and long, and their feathery eyelashes tremble slightly, casting a small shadow on his eyelids.

The mouth was slightly opened, and the bright red tip of the tongue could be vaguely seen deep inside.

Shangqing looked at Yan Ming, and a gentle look unconsciously appeared on his face.

He knew that Yan Ming was different in front of him and in front of others.

But Yan Ming suffered too much in his childhood, and Shang Qing felt sorry for him and let him be, not wanting Yan Ming to suffer even the slightest harm.

Shang Qing never thought that Yan Ming's obedience in front of him was fake.

He knew that the well-behaved and sensible Yan Ming was his softest side, and this side Yan Ming only showed to him.

Shangqing thought about it and raised his hand to touch Yan Ming's head.

As soon as the arm was raised, a crisp metallic sound was heard, accompanied by Yan Ming's surprised voice.

"Master, you wake up!"

Yan Ming rushed into Shangqing's arms like a small cannonball, but he controlled his strength and did not dare to let Shangqing bear the force.

"Master, you finally woke up!

Do you know how I've been spending these days?

If you don’t wake up, I will, I will—”

"Don't rush to feel wronged,"

Shang Qing grabbed Yan Ming's collar and pulled him up. He looked at Yan Ming twice, tilted his head, and pointed at something on his other wrist with his index finger:

"First, explain to me, what is this chain on my hand used for?"

Shangqing glanced around as he spoke.

As expected, there were also some on both ankles.

"For this, I went to the Wuwang Sea in the Demon Realm and found the thousand-year-old cold iron to make it."

Yan Ming held Shangqing's wrist and gently turned the iron ring.

"It's not tight. It's based on Master's measurements. Cold iron is light. Master, it shouldn't hurt, right?"

"..."

Good, good, I woke up to find myself imprisoned by my own obedient disciple? !

Shangqing felt as if his breath was stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down, and could only breathe heavily to relieve it.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing that the man looked unwell, Yan Ming quickly hugged him in his arms and helped to stroke his chest.

"Get out!" Shangqing pushed the person away angrily.

He nodded at Yan Ming from a distance, and nodded again, but in the end he couldn't find the words to scold him.

I simply lay back down, put my hands on my stomach, closed my eyes, and wished I had never woken up.

With my eyes closed, my other senses became more sensitive.

Shangqing heard the rustling sound of Yan Ming taking off his clothes, and then she felt a chill beside her and the corner of the quilt was lifted up.

Then, Yan Ming, who was only wrapped in an inner layer of clothes, was held in his arms forcefully.

"Master, please don't ignore me. I'm scared."

Yan Ming's voice was soft and mellow, with a strong cry tone.

Shangqing's arms almost hugged him back out of control.

In the end, reason prevailed. Shangqing clenched his fists and tried hard to fight against his own softness.

"Master," Yan Ming placed a very light kiss on Shang Qing's head.

"Do you know how much pain I feel seeing you lying lifeless in bed every day?"

"Master often told me that if there is anything, I must tell you, and Master will always stand behind me."

"But what about you?"

"You use your own blood to suppress the evil spirit, and every once in a while you have to suffer the pain of having your heart cut out.

Master, you didn't even tell me this, what am I in your heart?"

"If I had known this earlier, why would Master have to suffer this kind of pain? I am young and strong, and I am not afraid of being gouged out many times."

"As long as it's what Master wants, even if I cut my heart out a hundred times, it won't be as painful as watching Master suffer."

Yan Ming took a breath, his eyes were already red:

“I always say that no matter what, I will protect Master.

But what about you?

You always treat me like a child, rushing in front of me regardless of the consequences. Do you want to drive me to death?"

"Shangqing," Yan Ming's voice suddenly became serious, "If anything happens to you, I will first destroy the world that you care about most, and then follow you."

Shangqing was held tightly in Yan Ming's arms. He closed his eyes and felt Yan Ming's trembling body and rapidly beating heart.

Shangqing knew that every word Yan Ming said was from the heart.

The clenched fists slowly loosened, and Shangqing seemed to let out a faint sigh.

"Ming'er," Shang Qing finally couldn't help but hug Yan Ming back, patting him gently on the back, "I'm your master, I know what's going on."

Yan Ming clenched his arms, as if he wanted to rub Shangqing into his body.

"Shangqing, you are my love, I won't allow you to do anything dangerous again."

"Alas~" Shang Qing sighed helplessly, "This time, I know I was wrong, but you don't have to lock me up with a chain, right?"

He is the most powerful warrior in the world of immortals, the Immortal Lord Shangqing. If this gets out, will he still be alive?

"I think it's necessary."

Yan Ming rubbed Shang Qing's head with his chin.

"As long as Master behaves well, this chain will be enough for Master to move around the room."

"Also, Master, don't think about destroying the chain."

Yan Ming pulled Shang Qing away from him, looked into his eyes, and spoke in a cold tone.

"This chain is under a spell with myself. If you destroy it, you will kill me."

"Master, if you want me to die, just try."

The more Shangqing listened, the more his brows furrowed.

My goodness, this spell can be cast on a dead object without any spiritual energy? !

As expected of him as his disciple, he can use spells in such an unconventional and reverse way of thinking.

"Why are you putting your life on this chain? Nonsense!"

Yan Ming didn't care, "As long as Master protects it, I will be fine."

"you--"

Well, well, not only was Shangqing locked up, but he also had to carefully protect the chain that locked him up?!

"Get out!" Shang Qing raised his foot and kicked Yan Ming.

Yan Ming curled his lips, held Shangqing tighter with one arm, and used his free hand to directly grasp Shangqing's ankle.

"What are you doing? Traitor!"

Because of Yan Ming's actions, Shang Qing crossed one leg over Yan Ming.

This posture made Shangqing's originally pale face turn red. Perhaps because he was angry, there was a strange light in his eyes.

"Master, it's so beautiful~"

Yan Ming turned over and pressed Shang Qing under him, leaning closer.

"Master, I am the only one who can see you like this. Why do you care about the chain?"

"You, Yan Ming! Don't be stupid!"

Shangqing struggled constantly under him, kicking and kicking with his hands and feet.

Yan Ming just endured it and refused to let the person go no matter what.

Shangqing's wrist was tightly grasped by Yan Ming, and the whole area was flushed red due to the force.

When Yan Ming saw this, his eyes flashed and he suddenly let go.

Shangqing didn't expect that his wrist suddenly lost resistance, and he couldn't stop it for a moment, and his palm slapped directly towards Yan Ming's face.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, Yan Ming was slapped hard by Shang Qing.