This shadow guard is kinda nice

When the three of them stood in front of Zuiyue Tower, Mo Ran showed no expression, Xiao Yichen's face was full of black lines, "Is this what you said, a place to eat?"

Xiao Yi'an nodded, "Yes, Zuiyuelou, how nice it is, and there are beauties to accompany, beautiful and delicious."

Xiao Yichen: "..."

He had completely forgotten that the dandy in front of him was used to it, and his reputation was spread throughout Jinling.

"You won't regret it anymore, do you want to leave?" Xiao Yi'an looked at him suspiciously, fearing that he would take someone away in the next second, he glanced at Mo Ran from the corner of his eyes, he didn't come here for dinner today of.

The main reason for coming here is to see if Mo Ran still remembers meeting him here.

Xiao Yichen: "..."

He glared at Xiao Yi'an, he had already spoken, so he could only walk in.Mo Ran followed behind him, keeping an eye on him, fearing that he would drink too much and walk unsteadily and fall.

The elegant room on the top floor.

Accompanied by a beautiful woman and the melodious sound of the piano, Xiao Yi'an is not uncomfortable. This kind of life is what he wants. If it were not for Xiao Yichen and Mo Ran, he would have hugged left and right.The month of going to Pingyao, not to mention the hardships and hardships, and the fear of his life, really made him regret it, but he had to go because of his father's appointment.

"Come, pour wine for me." Xiao Yi'an half-closed his eyes, and pushed the wine glass in front of the woman.

The woman leaned back and filled Xiao Yi'an with wine, but Xiao Yi'an didn't drink it. He stretched out his hand, pointed in Xiao Yichen's direction, and said lazily: "Give him the wine."

The woman paused for a moment, with a smile on her face, she got up, sat next to Xiao Yichen, and was about to deliver the wine to Xiao Yichen's mouth.

Xiao Yichen squinted his eyes, he was replaying the movie in front of his eyes, the figure was shaking back and forth, and he couldn't see the face clearly, he drank a little too much today, he was rarely drunk.

Seeing that the wine was about to be delivered to Xiao Yichen's lips, someone stopped him halfway.

The woman looks up.

Mo Ran didn't say much, he silently glanced at the woman, took the wine glass from the woman's hand without any rejection, and put it on the table.

The woman was stunned for a moment, she bit her lower lip, and glanced at Xiao Yi'an helplessly, the latter looked like she was watching a play, she squeezed the hands in her sleeves tightly, then smiled, pretending nothing happened Happened, stepped back and sat down beside Xiao Yi'an.

Xiao Yichen still didn't understand everything, he fell down on the table and fell asleep as if he couldn't hold back his drunkenness.

After Mo Ran gave Xiao Yi'an a hard look, he carefully supported Xiao Yichen, and went to the next room. He slowly put him on the bed, took off his boots, thought about it, and took off his outer robe.

The master is drunk now, and it would be uncomfortable to sleep wearing clothes, so he took off his clothes for the sake of the master, not on purpose.

He bent down, gently covered Xiao Yichen with the quilt, got someone to fetch water, wiped his face briefly, and opened and closed the door behind him, Mo Ran said without turning his head, "Go out and talk."

The door was closed again, and the pure moonlight sprinkled silver light all over the place.

Mo Ran and Xiao Yi'an stood at the end of the corridor, the window was open, and occasionally the wind blew through, blowing away the smell of alcohol on Mo Ran's body.

It was the smell of alcohol on Xiao Yichen's body, Mo Ran sniffed lightly.

He doesn't like the smell of wine, but he likes the smell of wine on his master.

"Remember this?" Xiao Yi'an leaned against the wall, and he looked at Mo Ran's side face for a while, seeing that he had no intention of speaking, he couldn't help but speak, breaking the silence between the two.

Mo Ran didn't hesitate at all, he turned around, leaning his back against the window, and said, "I don't remember."

Xiao Yi'an lowered his head and smiled, he knew it was so.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't remember, but he was beaten up when he was drunk and flirted with others. There is no need to bring up such embarrassing things.

He alone can remember.

The two fell silent again, Mo Ran didn't talk much at first, Xiao Yi'an was impulsive, thinking about coming here, now after the impulsiveness passed, there was only silence left.

"Why did you take the wine away just now?" Xiao Yi asked as he remembered.

Mo Ran was a little embarrassed, his face changed unnaturally, and after a while, he heard himself say: "Master has drunk too much wine, I can't drink any more."

However, Xiao Yi'an could see a lot from his face, and smiled amusedly.

The body is much more honest than the words.

He originally thought that Xiao Yichen was just playing on a whim, and he might get tired of it after a while, but now it seems that he might not get tired of it anymore.

Xiao Yi'an nodded, but he didn't point it out. After turning around and taking two steps, he stopped without looking back, and said, "Rest early."

He waited for a while, but didn't hear the answer from the people behind him. He shook his head, chuckled twice, and left.

Mo Ran leaned against the window with his legs crossed, he didn't actually listen to what Xiao Yi'an said, he only had one thought in his head, why did he take the wine away halfway?

Xiao Yi'an asked him, he said he was afraid that the master would get drunk.

Yes, that's the case, the master drank so much wine, and drinking too much hurt his body.

Out of concern, he took the glass of wine away.

Mo Ran stretched his eyebrows a little, and he seemed to agree with the voice in his heart.

But somewhere in the deeper corner of his heart, a voice shouted frantically, saying, no, no.

He was shocked.

No, not what?

His mind quickly rewinds to the scene just now. Xiao Yi'an hasn't come yet, and the master hasn't passed out completely. They are sitting at the table. When he glanced at him, his heart beat unstoppable.

bang, bang, bang...

The light white fingertips pinched the wine glass, and seeing that it was about to reach the slightly moist lips, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

Crying in my heart, I can't.

His mind went blank for a moment, and without thinking, he reached out and took the wine glass away.

Until the master glanced at him in a daze, as if he didn't realize what was going on, and then limply fell on the table, the master was completely drunk.

The gloom in his heart dissipated.

He slowly supported Xiao Yichen's body, put his arms on his shoulders, wrapped his arms around his waist, and walked to the next room.

Occasionally, he lowered his head to look at the drunk and unconscious master, gentle and caring, not so much a shadow guard's concern for his master, but rather a subconscious expression of affection for his beloved.

Beloved...

Mo Ran suddenly woke up, he was shocked by the word, and realized that his back was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and the night wind blew, and his whole body was cold.

But the heart is hot.

Unspeakable emotions filled his entire atrium, which was extremely strange, but it also made him excited.

He had wild thoughts about his master.

This realization terrified and excited him at the same time.

He likes his master.

That year, the wind and snow were alluring, he forgot the appearance of that cheap father, but he remembered the hand he stretched out to him.

He pulled himself up and patted the snow from his hair. It was the same hand that taught him to read and write, to play chess, to teach him martial arts, and even to teach him to ride a horse and shoot an arrow. , pumped on his back one by one, pulled him out of hell, and took care of him day and night, giving him medicine and bandaging his wounds.

Perhaps from the very beginning, his heart didn't belong to him, and later on, his life didn't belong to him either.

After four years of shadow guard training, he returned from the mountain of corpses and flames, then knelt down in front of him, lowered his head, and called out, "Master."

He didn't surrender to pain, power, or the loyalty necessary for a so-called shadow guard.He only submits to one person, so he is loyal.

And under the loyalty, what is deeper, even he himself has not noticed, is liking and love.

Based on loyalty, love has been precipitated through the years.

He will be worried, anxious, and jealous because of this.

He was jealous, jealous of that woman.

She sat beside him and served him wine.

But he can only sit on the sidelines and watch, today is just a brothel girl, but in the future, there will be other people, there will be people who match his identity by his side, they will sing in harmony and love each other for a lifetime.

Mo Ran's eyes darkened.

But he wanted to stay by the master's side all the time, only each other, no one else, they were getting old slowly, the face of the master was gone, there was no princess by his side, only Mo Ran.

They stay together for a lifetime, until they die.

He will always be faithful to him and will always love him.

Never betray, always believe.

It was all he could give him.

His life, his heart, everything he has.

But he didn't know if the master wanted it or not.

Mo Ran sighed softly, he turned around, and the bright moon hung high in the sky, so bright and so untouchable.

When he realized that he liked Xiao Yichen, he also realized that there was an insurmountable gap between them.

About identity, about worldliness.

More importantly, he doesn't know if the master is the same, and he has the same affection for him.

But maybe, there is.

Lin Sheng asked him at that time if the master ever said he liked him.

For this, he was excited for a long time.

Now he is just as excited, and this is his lifeline.

Maybe the master likes him too.

His Xiao thought, maybe it will come true.

The bright moon is bright and clear, but it will also cast brilliance on the world who admires him.

He propped up his hands, turned over and sat on the window sill, his eyes were facing the room where Xiao Yichen was.

He leaned back against the window frame and smiled.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't like it, as long as he likes the master, anyway, Moran is the one who has been with the master for 14 years.

It's not some unwarranted princess, that's enough.

The author has something to say: Xiao Yichen: The princess is you, and the queen will be you in the future, silly.

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