Yan Fei

The smell of blood permeated the streets of Panyuan early in the morning. This strange event may not be separated from the mouths of the people in the capital in the past few days.

Although there were bloodstains on the ground, there was no dead body. There were different opinions on this for a while, but neither the East and West Heavenly Prisons, nor the Emperor, nor even Maoqiang Lane made any comments on this, and even Bixiewu did not move. Let the people make fun of guessing.

Since that night, the evil spirit dock has been closed tightly.In the past, the gate would be open for people to come in and out, but these days the gate is closed tightly, and only the voices of people in the courtyard can be heard.

Yan Xinghe was settled by Xu Wanfeng in a house on the outskirts of Panyuan, where there are mountains and water, which is very good for recuperating.

Why did Yan Xing sleep day and night, Xu Wanfeng was shocked by his three souls, and after a few days, he was still in shock, lying on the bed with him every day, as if this warm body was still there, that A night of blood and tears is nothingness.

After a while of tossing, Xu Wanfeng has lost a lot of weight.The emperor heard about the matter, and sent someone to ask him around the corner, but Xu Wanfeng didn't bother to answer him, so he closed the door and disappeared.

Yan Xinghe was really ruthless to himself, the knife went down and stirred up a piece of flesh, but fortunately the imperial doctor saw it and said it was only a flesh wound, and if it went down a bit, it would hurt the heart.But that night, Yan Xing really let the anger and sadness spread to his heart, and it may not be enough to just warm and nourish the situation.

The weather was fine that day, the sun was extremely warm, and there were birds sitting on the branches outside.

Xu Wanfeng guarded Yan Xinghe like a miser, locked him tightly in his arms, and gently combed his hair that was shining in the sun at the temples.

He bowed his head.He really couldn't do without Yan Xinghe, and he couldn't do without Yan Zi.

Yan Xinghe's breathing was slow and steady, sounding extremely steady.He had a low-grade fever a few days ago, but now he has recovered, and the wound on his heart has scabbed over.

"Master, do you want breakfast?"

Xu Wanfeng glanced at the door, then turned his gaze back to Yan Xinghe's face: "No, take it away... wait, bring me a bowl of porridge."

The female officer of Bixiewu who brought the meal said anxiously: "My lord, you haven't eaten properly for several days!"

"I don't have an appetite." Xu Wanfeng pulled Yan Xinghe into his arms, closed his eyes, "I'm sleepy, you can take it if you want."

He didn't avoid it, but he was really sleepy.

In the end, it was the movement in his arms that pulled him back from the dream full of boundless and terrifying darkness.He was alone in the darkness where all his senses could disappear, he didn't move, and even felt it was hard to curl his fingers, but the warmth pulled him back in one fell swoop.

The sun was high, and the glare made his eyes hurt like needles, but he didn't want to close his eyes, for fear of missing the slightest change on Yan Xinghe's face.

Yan Xinghe frowned, his face still pale.

"swallow……?"

Yan Xinghe's hand scratched casually, and at this moment, it caught the clothes on Xu Wanfeng's chest.

When Yan Xinghe spoke, his voice was a little hoarse, but it was soft and sticky: "Zhiming...?"

"Are...are you hungry? Thirsty? Would you like something to drink?"

Yan Xinghe grabbed his chest and coughed violently.

Xu Wanfeng startled him.The scratching and coughing on his chest produced a lot of blood, soaking through the snow-white obscene clothes, as if a bright red amaryllis planted on his body.

Xu Wanfeng grabbed his hand while calling him, sat up and let him lie in his arms, restraining him so that he wouldn't move around.

Yan Xinghe coughed badly, Xu Wanfeng was frightened into a fool by him, but he really suppressed him after coughing for a long time.It's just that this burst of pain is choked in my heart, which is very uncomfortable.

Xu Wanfeng shouted to the outside of the room, and after a while the female officer who was outside the door came in, holding the porridge Xu Wanfeng wanted and a porcelain pot.

The female officer waited with lowered eyes, Xu Wanfeng took the porcelain pot, poured some into Yan Xinghe's mouth, and brought over the porridge.

Yan Xinghe was panting badly, Xu Wanfeng had to wait for him to calm down a little before feeding him spoonful by spoonful.

Maybe it was because of the muddled weather, Yan Xinghe still didn't wake up after waking up for a long time, as if it was branded in his flesh and soul, he instinctively called his name in a low voice.

He yelled indiscriminately, and it was difficult to feed him porridge.Xu Wanfeng frowned, told the female officer to go out, broke Yan Xinghe's chin, and forced the porridge down by himself, mouthful by mouthful.

Why didn't Yan Xing move around.After feeding the porridge, he obediently let Xu Wanfeng support him and lay down again, nestling in his arms with his eyes blank, breathing lightly, and looking obedient.

Xu Wanfeng couldn't help thinking: If I take him and leave here, will he be willing?

It's okay to send him to Yan Xinghe for torture for the rest of his life.

Although Yan Xinghe opened his eyes, he seemed to be asleep. It was almost dusk when he moved a little. When he looked up and saw Xu Wanfeng who was asleep, his whole body froze, his expression instantly became horrifying, and his facial features were almost distorted. , raised her hand to his chest to pull herself out of his arms.

Xu Wanfeng didn't sleep deeply at all, but he woke up immediately after being pushed, and hugged him back forcefully.

Yan Xinghe breathed heavily: "Let me go."

"Swallow... Swallow, don't move, listen to me," Xu Wanfeng pulled his hands behind his back, and pressed his whole body on the bed, "I'm not going to do this, I'm going to talk to you." You go, I will follow you to find Yazi. I will give you my whole life, okay?"

Yan Xinghe lowered his head, Xu Wanfeng couldn't see his expression, he could only feel his whole body trembling.

Yan Xinghe raised his head and said with a sneer: "If you don't want to be the Minister of Wuxie, what's the use of following me? It's just a burden to me."

Xu Wanfeng froze for a moment, his fingers loosened slightly.

Yan Xinghe struggled to pull his hand out, sat up and sighed: "Let me go."

Xu Wanfeng froze in place.Yan Xinghe gave him a sideways glance, got up and wanted to leave him.

Xu Wanfeng's eyes froze, and he pushed him back suddenly: "Yan Xinghe! What am I to you?!"

Yan Xinghe just recovered, his anger was still stuck in his chest, and he was worried that he couldn't vent his dying look just now: "Then what the hell am I to you?! I'm too lazy to talk to you more I’m too lazy to quarrel with you, you’re the one who sent it up for me to scold! Let me ask you! Am I your joke or your enemy?! Do you think I’m a bully and you can do whatever you want?!

"I want you! But now I don't know anything and I didn't do anything, so I left you by my side. How can I explain to my parents! Is my life my own?! If it wasn't for my mother's desperate life Send me out, can I still argue with you here?!

"Xu Wanfeng, I'm really surprised, is it because you have been an official for a long time, you are used to threatening the emperor, and you feel that you can have whatever you want?!"

Xu Wanfeng gritted his teeth.He couldn't talk back, his eyes hurt from anxiety, and his eyes were very red.

"Let me go." Yan Xing said, and pulled his hand violently to get out of his shackles.Xu Wanfeng lost his support for a moment, and fell on the bed, his tiger's mouth was red with rubbing, and he couldn't close his hands.

Yan Xinghe glanced at him, and struggled to get out of the window.

Xu Wanfeng frowned, tears had already been forced out of his eyes.

After a while, he gradually curled up, hugged himself tightly, gritted his teeth, and could vaguely hear him muttering in a low voice: "I won't let you go... I won't let you go even if I die... ..."

He still held the golden bird in his hand.