Yuezhaoyingan

Zhao'an still didn't come out for dinner, Qu He didn't want to talk to him anymore, only the housekeeper was in a hurry, but fortunately Ling Yu came back early with Xiang Bing, which made him feel at ease.

Ling Yu brought a food box and knocked on Zhao'an's door. The familiar scene was no longer the young boy who was throwing a temper tantrum.Zhao'an who opened the door looked distant, and saluted respectfully: "Your Highness." He couldn't find Ling Yu these days, but Ling Yu came to him after arguing with Qu He. His heart was sour, and he couldn't restrain himself. hold on to your behavior.

Ling Yu was also speechless for a while, but said: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after eating."

It's still Zhao'an's favorite dish, but he doesn't know how to taste it.

After the maid came in to clean up the dishes, a gust of night breeze leaked in when she closed the door, and the candle flames were faintly floating with the wind.

Ling Yu took out a small white porcelain bottle from his body, put it on the table, and said to Zhao'an: "Eat it, it will cure your heart-biting poison in the moonlight night."

After Zhao'an paused, His Highness knew that he had been poisoned.

Originally, he thought that Ling Yu was looking for him because of Qu He... But he never thought that he came here to talk about his own affairs.

He looked straight at Ling Yu, his own life was in front of his eyes, and he swallowed the pills in the porcelain bottle with his head up without any doubts. Now he just wanted to solve the doubts in his heart: "Your Highness is the master of Tianxin Pavilion ?"

Ling Yu didn't hide anything: "Yes." Since we want to solve the problem, there are some things that cannot be said completely, and some things that must be said.

"Why did His Highness appear there that day?"

"Because she wants to bypass me and kill someone, but I don't allow it." Ling Yu said with lowered eyes, "As for who that person is, you don't need to know now."

"Where is the pavilion master now?"

"Where she should be, she needs to ground herself and reflect on herself."

"Your Highness, are you angry with her?"

"It's her fault that she took you away without telling me. It's also because of the poison she put on you that forced me to delay bringing you back. This is what she deserves."

Is it because of me?Zhao'an was stunned for a moment, thinking that when Ling Yu mentioned the pavilion master, she always seemed a little indifferent because she had secretly assassinated Ling Yu behind her back, but it was not true, and he asked a little uneasy: "Then His Highness is also angry with me?"

Ling Yu's face was still full of spring breeze and rain, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings, and finally he shook his head and said, "No, I've never been angry with you."

Zhaoan calmed down his mind, made up his mind, and said seriously: "Your Highness, I went to Tianxin Pavilion voluntarily, because I knew that I was weak and not qualified to help Your Highness. Tianxin Pavilion gave me a chance and I learned a lot. Please Your Highness trusts me, I..."

Not to mention that this Ling Yu can still maintain a trace of calmness, when it comes to the details, Ling Yu feels a little unbearable, and refuses with a hint of force: "But I also said, you don't need to participate in these things."

Zhao'an was overwhelmed by his sudden change of tone, he was used to Ling Yu's gentleness towards him, but suddenly he didn't know how to face the strange rejection in front of him.

Ling Yu also noticed that his tone of voice had affected Zhao'an. He didn't want Zhao'an to be in danger, and he didn't want Zhao'an to talk about leaving again. Even if it was for his own sake, he didn't want Zhao'an to leave him at all.He softened his tone, as if he was coaxing the boy who liked to blow his hair and waited for him to appease him, and said softly: "Last time Ji Qing said that you didn't seem to want to go to the school grounds. It's very interesting, and if you like, I can let you go there." The young man has a competitive nature, if the school field is too ordinary, the Der Spiegel Department is his best arrangement, if so, it is a bit risky.

Zhao'an's eyes widened in disbelief. He didn't expect to come back to this question after going around in a circle. His Highness aired the answers he gave these days?

Looking at the person in front of him, Zhaoan said with a painful mockery in his tone: "Is your highness asking me what I think? I can tell your highness that I don't want to." Then he restrained his frustration, and before Ling Yu could speak, he directly Said the request: "Your Highness, I can already do a lot of things, let me help Your Highness."

Zhao'an's eyes were full of light, and he looked hopefully at the person he loved since he was a child, the person he wanted to achieve.This is the first time that Zhao'an has formally proposed to help Ling Yu after he came back. He has the courage to fight outside for seven years. He doesn't want to find out how much Ling Yu knows, he just wants to know how much he can help Ling Yu now.

There was silence in the room, Ling Yu turned his head and sighed: "You can't follow me." Ling Yu knew Zhao'an's intentions, but he had no way to have both.The interests of Tianxin Pavilion and the Third Prince's Mansion are entangled. Zhao'an can tell Zhao'an everything he wants to know, but there are some things he can't say.

Anyone can do some things, except Zhaoan.

Zhao'an can't reveal himself, and he can't participate in Xingnai's struggle. Once someone with a heart digs out Zhao'an's background, both the Third Prince's Mansion and Zhao'an will be in danger.

Zhao'an didn't think that he would still be rejected, he froze on the spot, stood up a moment later, and said excitedly: "Why! Even Xiang Bing can do it, why can't I? He used to think about being in the mansion all day long. With the housekeeper, he doesn’t want to make progress at all, and now he can’t even beat me, why can he be by His Highness’s side at any time! Qu He is the same, ignore everything, if I am like her, who can help His Highness!”

"Zhao'an, you can't say that." Ling Yu frowned. After Zhao'an came back, he was full of worries, and he was very unfriendly to everyone in the mansion. The worries of the people in the mansion these years were never fake. He didn't want Zhao'an to chill their hearts. , with them.And since getting married, he still felt a little sorry for Qu He, so he persuaded him: "Qu He has given a lot in these years, you can't get angry with her."

Zhao'an felt uncomfortable, thinking of Qu He's current identity, he said painfully: "Because she is His Highness's wife? So His Highness always feels wronged by her, and it has been like this since childhood. His Highness likes her, so he indulges her and pampers her." , even if she doesn't do anything, His Highness still thinks she has worked hard, doesn't he! Your Highness, you are walking on thin ice in the court, carrying a heavy load, but they can't help you with anything, but I can, why can't it be me." Those days Is the pain and tribulation, pain and homesickness all meaningless, just like what everyone thinks, it has added chaos to His Highness, because everything is his wishful thinking, no matter what Ling Yu will not need him.

Hearing this, Ling Yu's eyes moved slightly, his lips moved but he still couldn't speak, finally turned his head, covered his brows and eyes and said, "You just need to know that what I want is for you to stay by my side and be safe and sound." Ling Yu has always been restrained, and now that he is full of concealment and the future is unclear, staying by his side is already his biggest expression to An.

What Zhao'an was waiting for was a need from Ling Yu, but he was so sad now that he missed the full of affection in Ling Yu's words, his expression was sad, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Then you will trap me For the rest of my life? Just in a small mansion, or to do some idle duties, and then you have to marry me and have children, so I can live a peaceful life like this? To Your Highness, what exactly is it? Is it a kitten or a dog? You just need to stay at home and wait for His Highness to come back and look at me. Because I am not important, so just obediently be a quiet bystander by your side, and I am not even worthy of helping you. Even a tiny bit..."

Ling Yu's indifference froze on his face, and it was the first time Zhao'an confided these words to him, but he mercilessly tore the reality apart.He wanted to say that's not the case, you are my beloved, I just want you to live a stable life, and you shouldn't have to bear the entanglements of the previous generation.But he couldn't say that those secrets that should have been buried on the spot with a fire, there were many entanglements behind them, blood, tears and pain, even if he was as calm as Ling Yu, he didn't know how to respond to the painful young man in front of him.

Zhao'an was heartbroken in Ling Yu's silence, and smiled wryly in his heart. After all, Ling Yu couldn't trust him. Although he knew that Ling Yu was the only one in his heart and soul, when it came to a deeper situation, Ling Yu ruthlessly chose to hide it. , closed the door for Zhaoan to get in touch with him more completely.

During the silence, Zhao'an knelt in front of Ling Yu, bowed politely, and said with bitterness on his face: "Zhao'an has no father or mother since he was a child. Fortunately, His Royal Highness raised him. Now that he is an adult, he can't repay him. I just want to help His Highness complete the great cause."

Ling Yu's eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't speak for a long time, because he asked repeatedly, but he could only refuse repeatedly.

Zhao'an didn't expect to get Ling Yu's consent either, he looked sad and desperate, and then said: "Your Highness, please let me go back to the Assassination Department."

He could only choose to leave—not being able to be with him in a dignified way, not being allowed to fully experience everything about Ling Yu, he would rather return to the Assassination Division to bear the original darkness.

Ling Yu didn't expect that Zhao'an would propose to leave, and felt a little distressed in his heart, this was not what he wanted.

Although saying these words made Zhao'an who was kneeling on the ground equally heartbroken, and felt that some parts of his body were numb. He thought it was his own grief, but then a fishy sweetness rushed into his throat, and the bean Big beads of sweat ooze from his forehead in an instant, and as the ground in front of him shakes, Zhao'an finally realizes that it's not a hallucination, it's real pain.

Ling Yu immediately noticed his strangeness, and immediately supported Zhao'an's body that was crumbling because of the pain, and said anxiously: "Zhao'an, how are you?"

"It should... be the reason for the antidote... um..." The familiar heart-biting pain struck, but Zhao'an knew that it was a little different from the feeling of poisonous hair. Gossamer, it took most of his strength to hold back the pain and keep silent.

Although he knew that the antidote had worked, and Qu He also said that it would be hard work if the drug was overbearing, Ling Yu still couldn't hide his worry when he looked at the pale Zhao'an. He quickly picked up Zhao'an and put him on the bed, trying to make him He is more comfortable.But I still feel that I can't reduce the pain on Zhao'an's face by half, so I can only lean against the bed and guard him, I can't think of any more ways.

Zhao'an looked at Ling Yu, who had always been prudent, at a loss, feeling slightly bitter in his heart, and couldn't help thinking that if he died like this, maybe Ling Yu would truly remember him and would never forget him in his lifetime.And then a new round of severe pain hit, causing Zhaoan's consciousness to become a little blurred, everything in front of him gradually faded away, but he couldn't help but trembling and said: "Your Highness, I hurt, I hurt."

Ling Yu hurriedly held his hand, seeing that he was in severe pain, he was anxious, so he wanted to go out and call Xiang Bing, but Zhao An refused to let him go even though he was exhausted and fell into a coma at this moment.Ling Yu couldn't let go of his hand, and then froze his movements, watching his tears fall drop by drop.

The person who was so sad that he didn't shed tears before couldn't stop crying from the corners of his eyes, holding him tightly like a child, closing his eyes and crying unconsciously: "Your Highness, please don't go, please Don't leave me..."

So sad and painful.

Ling Yu's heart was shocked, he stopped leaving, and then hugged Zhao'an tightly, and put his shivering back, trembling hands, and painful face all firmly into his embrace without leaving a single gap, gently Kissing his forehead, whispering softly: "I am, I have always been."

Caressing again and again, comforting again and again, until Zhao'an gradually calmed down the pain caused by the detoxification, his body no longer trembled, and he fell asleep.

For a long time, Ling Yu still hugged Zhao'an until he calmed down. The night was cool and Zhao'an had just sweated all over. Ling Yu quietly got up and asked the maid to prepare hot water for Zhao'an to wipe his body.

When the water was brought in, Ling Yu didn't pretend to be someone else. He untied Zhao'an's sweaty clothes, and he saw the wounds on his body. There were wounds on his arms, back, and thighs. There was pain and danger.

Hate and regret intertwined, Ling Yu knew how much Zhao'an was afraid of pain, and these showed what he was enduring, even so, he didn't say a word about the bitterness of it when he came back.

Ling Yu's expression was gloomy, and he wiped Zhao'an off silently, and stroked one scar after another that would never fade away with his own hands. Finally, he changed into clean pajamas, covered him with a quilt, lowered his eyes for a while, and lowered his head in the A soft kiss fell on her pale lips.

Since you didn't want to leave, why did you insist on running away?

On a moonlit night, everything was quiet, sitting quietly by the bed, looking at Zhao'an's sleeping face hidden in pain, Ling Yu thought for a long, long time.For the first time, he thought, is it wrong to just blindly conceal and refuse, or blindly avoid.