Mu Hanzhong

The young man continued to walk in, ignoring his words.

Ren He gritted his teeth and frowned, wanting to do something else, two men in black standing on both sides stepped out, stretched out their big hands, and carried him and Ren Qiu to the corner, just about to knock them out with a palm, but they had already left The young man inside suddenly spoke: "It's nothing, just keep an eye on them... After all, they are his saviors."

As soon as the word "savior" came out, Ren He understood it instantly.These people... came after the unconscious man in the room!

Looking at the situation, it turns out that the man is not simple.Ren He thought to himself, knowing that these people would not harm himself and Ren Qiu, he began to observe secretly, trying to find some clues to deduce the identity of the person who came.

The young man in white stayed in the room for a while, but there was no sound.

Until Ren Qiuliu who was next to him rolled his eyes, unscrupulously looked up and down the whole body of those standing men in black, then leaned against his ear, murmured excitedly for a long time in a low voice, the young man in white finally came out.

The comatose man was wrapped in the fox fur cloak that the young man had worn before, and was hugged horizontally by the thin and tall man, his black hair hanging down in the air, apparently he hadn't woken up yet.

Ren He's head twitched, and Ren Qiu shouted out beside him: "No! The young master said not to touch him casually when he was unconscious, otherwise..."

The young man in white stopped, even with a tall man in his arms, he seemed effortless.He seemed to give a low laugh, then turned his head, his gaze fell on the two of them, neither far nor near: "Otherwise, what?"

But Ren Qiu was speechless, he stared blankly at the young man in white, if he hadn't still had a clear understanding of the situation he was in, he must have thought he saw a fairy in the sky.My young master looks very good, but compared with this person in front of me, he is really different.That white skin that is almost transparent, the facial features that are extremely delicate, the thin lips that are so pale that they almost have nothing, and the thin and thin body that seems to disappear into the air with the wind blowing, no matter how you look at it, there is no trace of popularity...

Seeing Ren Qiu's condition, the young man curled his lips, glanced at Ren He, and asked, "Who is your young master?"

Ren He's whole body was tense, but his eyes looked straight back at the young man: "Your Excellency doesn't need to know. You can just take him away. My young master is not a troublesome person, so you can rest assured."

Hearing this, the young man's smile deepened. He didn't make any response, but only glanced at Ren He for a few more times, then withdrew his gaze, hugged the man in his arms and continued walking outside.

Ren He let out a breath, and his body slid down the corner uncontrollably. Ren Qiu was still staring blankly at the direction in which the young man left.

The people in black quietly guarded the young man's sides as they did when they came, and slowly walked out of the room.Ren He recovered his breath and bumped Ren Qiu with his elbow: "Hey! Don't look..."

"...a good-looking person..." Ren Qiu murmured unconsciously.

"You!" Ren He roared angrily.Unexpectedly, this sound made the two men in black walking at the end turn around and turn to them.

Ren He was startled, and Ren Qiu finally came to his senses. The two of them stared blankly at the men in black getting closer and closer, but their hands and feet were so weak that they couldn't escape at all.

The man in black walked up to the two of them, surrounded them on one left and one on the right, and looked down at them coldly.

Ren Qiu panicked: "You, what are you going to do?... We are lifesavers..."

One of them suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

Before thinking about the meaning of that smile, the back of their necks hurt almost at the same time, their eyes darkened, and they fell into a coma.

……

Lightly sweet.

warm embrace.

... so nostalgic.

He looked around and saw greenery everywhere, distant mountains, gurgling streams, singing birds and dancing butterflies.

"What, why are you in a daze?"

The hands around his waist tightened tightly, and the warmth behind him pressed closer.

The man put his chin on his shoulder, rubbed his lips against his neck, and murmured in a low voice.

He froze for a moment, and the scene of the man floating in the water appeared in front of his eyes again, his whole body was cold.

Turning around suddenly to look at that person, he saw the familiar handsome face, with a smile in his black eyes, and a hint of surprise because of his actions.

"Xiaohuan?"

He couldn't say anything, he just opened his arms and clasped him tightly in his arms.

He buried his head deeply in that person's arms, his eye sockets gradually became hot, the faint fragrance from the tip of his nose became more intense, and his body began to tremble violently.

——My lord, you... are still alive...

The great ecstasy that he lost and found finally made him cry.

As the teardrops fell, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, it became nothingness again, only the sound of the beating heart in the ears, and the fragrance of the tip of the nose.

In a trance, there was some warmth on his face, and someone was whispering.

"Don't cry... I... feel bad..."

Following the familiar voice, the dazzling light shone on him, he slowly opened his eyes, and then smiled faintly.

"...My lord..."

The man was half undressed, half sitting on the bed, hugging him in his arms, a few strands of long hair falling like a waterfall fell on his neck, under the drooping eyelashes, the black eyes were as bright as stars, full of With tenderness, she was watching him tenderly.

Wu Ye gently wiped away the tears falling down the face of the man in his arms with his fingers, the pain in his chest was like a convulsion, almost making him unable to breathe.

He had imagined more than once that the man in front of him appeared in front of him.Never thought it would be like this.His upper body was covered with bandages, and almost every part of his exposed skin was covered with hideous scars. His face was pale, and his breathing was weak. If it wasn't for the extremely slight ups and downs of his chest, he would have thought he saw a corpse.

He has lost a lot of weight, whether it is held or touched, there is a huge difference from before.For a few moments, Wu Ye even thought he was holding another person in his arms.

Then, Nan Xiaohuan opened his eyes.

It wasn't until that moment that he felt that Nan Xiaohuan was really back!It is no longer the midnight of several dreams, the illusion of tentacles, but the real Nan Xiaohuan, his eyes, his face, his chest, his limbs... are all real and can be touched The presence.

"...My lord..."

The whisper was so hoarse that it was difficult to distinguish, but Wu Ye knew from the shape of his mouth that he was calling himself.Suddenly, his mind went blank.

The next moment, he suddenly bent down, followed his instinct, and found the man's lips, full of urgency and longing, like the rain after a long drought, forcefully opened his mouth, and filled his chest with everything that was about to burst open. Emotions, all poured out.

Unable to resist, the person lying on the bed could only allow Wu Ye's crazy aggression without leaving any room.

It wasn't until Nan Xiaohuan felt that he was about to suffocate that Wu Ye, who was pressing on him, let go of his red and slightly swollen lips.

The person in my arms is so real.

It was like a nightmare, finally looking forward to the end.

After the kiss was over, Wu Ye hugged Nan Xiaohuan's hands, but did not let go.

The eyes that are only a short distance away are staring at the man who occupies the entire field of vision. Wu Ye uses his fingers to gently trace every line of the man's facial features. One by one, he is extremely gentle and patient, from the flying sword eyebrows to the half-closed eyes. , from the tall nose bridge to the slightly parted thin lips...

After a long time, Wu Ye left Nan Xiaohuan's face with his fingers, and his lips moved to one side of Nan Xiaohuan's ear, and whispered softly like a sigh: "Xiaohuan..."

His body trembled violently, Nan Xiaohuan lightly closed his eyes, the cold and hard shell as always seemed to be a little loose.

Wu Ye opened the distance between the two, restrained his slightly out-of-control emotions, and then brushed away the strands of long hair that fell on his forehead: "...you are seriously injured, and you will have to deal with it in the next two or three months. Rest... your left arm... I'll help you reattach it after your injury recovers."

"...Yes." His throat seemed to be on fire, and it seemed to be filled with sticky unknown objects. He tried his best, but he could only say one word.

"Now, what you have to do is to take a good rest..." Wu Ye adjusted his sitting posture so that the person in his arms could lie more comfortably, pulled up the brocade quilt that had slipped down to Nan Xiaohuan's waist, and tucked the quilt around him In the gap, he explained softly, "...I gave you medicine before, cover it thickly, and reduce the fever earlier."

Here, Nan Xiaohuan opened his eyes and stared at Wu Ye for a long time without moving, as if he was confirming something.Wu Ye looked back at him, smiling very warmly.

The familiar breath reassured him. Once he felt relieved, he felt his eyelids getting heavier and his consciousness blurred. Nan Xiaohuan hummed lightly, then relaxed his whole body and began to sleep.

Wu Ye lowered his head and looked at him quietly, stroking his long hair gently with one hand from time to time.

The surroundings are quiet, and the mood is extremely peaceful, as if returning home after a tiring journey, I can finally rest with peace of mind.He evoked a faint smile, letting the satisfaction and joy welling up in his heart submerge him little by little.

At this moment, to him, the person in his arms is everything...

The room is as warm as spring, and the smoke from the golden lion incense burner in the corner gradually dissipates into the sandalwood eight-post bed in the center...

"...Master..." After an unknown amount of time, the person wrapped in the quilt suddenly moved.

Wu Ye, who was in a daze of consciousness, gave a low hum.The drowsiness of the past few days made him exhausted all over his body, half asleep and half awake, he felt something warm rub against his arms.

Nan Xiaohuan didn't open his eyes, he seemed to be still immersed in a dream, and after a long time, he murmured a word.

"My lord... can see you again..."

"that is really good……"

……

Behind the floor cover, Qing Yan suddenly stamped her feet.

Yi Lei, who was holding the soup behind him, asked inexplicably, "Sister Qingyan?"

Qing Yan withdrew her gaze, turned around and said, "The Lord is asleep. Let's go out."

Yi Lei raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help showing a bit of joy on his face: "Really?"

"...Speaking of which, since the day I arrived in Xuanzhu, my lord has never closed my eyes..." Qingyan lowered her head to think about something, and finally smiled at Yilei, "Go and order the kitchen to prepare some porridge and side dishes. Wake up, let someone bring it over."

During Wu Ye's expedition, she stayed in Huanye Palace and was in charge of everything in the capital.One month ago, before Si Huanghanlian sent troops to escort the princes and their family members into the palace, she got the news, moved her residence to the main building of Wuzhi Building in Beijing, and hid herself.Later, when Wu Ye was three or four hundred miles away from Beijing, she sent someone to contact her.

Then, because of this, I got the news that Guardian Nan's whereabouts were unknown.

She was extremely worried and impatient. Even though she knew that the person was with King Wu Jin, she couldn't go to the rescue because of too little news and the lack of ability of her men.Finally, Wu Ye went into the city and visited Wujin Prince's Mansion at night. She thought that with the Lord's ability, she would be able to rescue him intact.

Who would have expected... but the result was nothing.

Fortunately, fortunately, the blood bees raised in Guanri Pavilion still have some effect.Finally brought him back.

The days of melancholy between her brows had dissipated, Dong Qingyan looked back at the big bed not far behind the hood, and gently pushed Yi Lei out.

It was a dreamless night.

Nan Xiaohuan opened his eyes, it was the moment when the morning light shone through the window lattice into the room.

The sunlight that he hadn't seen for many days was a bit dazzling, he closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them.

The mind is extremely clear, and the body is no longer heavy, as if waking up from a long and muddy dream.

However, this happy state did not last long.

After he turned his head and saw the people around him, Nan Xiaohuan froze.

He could hardly believe his eyes.

The person in front of him...is his master? ...so haggard... On the pale skin, the faint dark circles under the eyes are clearly visible, the prominent cheekbones, and the thin blue lips, as if someone who is seriously ill and has few days to live...

He stretched out his fingers, but he couldn't control the violent trembling of his fingers.Finally, trembling fingers stopped two inches away from the man's face.

After staring at him coldly for a long time, Nan Xiaohuan closed his eyes slumpedly, his eyebrows furrowed together instantly, and his fists under the quilt creaked.

... He has only truly sobered up to this moment.

"Xiaohuan?"

The indistinct whisper was like talking in sleep, Wu Ye closed his hands and hugged him tightly.

Nan Xiaohuan's body shook, and the next moment, regardless of the pain from the wounds all over his body, he broke free from his embrace vigorously, fell to the ground with a plop.

With his noise, Wu Ye naturally woke up too.

The smile that was naturally on the corners of his mouth as soon as he opened his eyes slowly disappeared after touching the still warm bed beside him and seeing the straight figure kneeling on the bed.

"...Xiaohuan."

he called lightly.Wait for his reason.

"...Master, Lord... Come on." The extremely hoarse voice was extremely harsh, Nan Xiaohuan lowered his head deeply, and just as he got out of the warm blanket, his skin exposed to the air was covered with goose bumps, remembering not long ago when he woke up That time, he only felt a bucket of ice water from head to toe. ... He thought it was also a dream... Unexpectedly...

"...Subordinates... are not good at doing things."

He bent over and slammed his head on the plush carpet in front of the bed.

"...Please punish me, Lord."

Wu Ye got up and stared at the man on the ground.His eyes were getting darker and darker, and as time passed, the expression on his face became colder and colder.

……

Unfavorable work, ask for punishment?

"Okay." Wu Ye walked off the bed barefoot, his voice no longer warm.The nameless flame was like a sudden gust of wind, suddenly ignited.

He stopped in front of Nan Xiaohuan, looked down at the man's hair, and said coldly, "Before you left, what did I say to you?"

——What, what? !

Nan Xiaohuan was stunned in astonishment, and it took a long time before he realized this question.After a quick memory, his face changed instantly, and he froze there.

"'Once you realize that the situation is different, don't fight recklessly'... Nan Xiaohuan, are you ignoring my words?"

The deep voice was very calm, no emotion could be heard, but it was cold and chilling.

The Lord knows!

really……

"Hmph, Tiger Talisman? What do I want Di Guohu Talisman for?!" Wu Ye snorted contemptuously, his eyes locked on Nan Xiaohuan, almost piercing him. "This subordinate knows his mistake!" Nan Xiaohuan forced out this sound, and the sudden increase in volume made him cough several times before stopping.

"You know your mistake?!"

Repeating those two words, Wu Ye's eyes sank, and he felt a pain in his chest. With a buzzing sound, the rational strings in his brain snapped, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness rushed into his throat, almost spitting it out.

His chest heaved violently, his eyes seemed to pierce the man kneeling on the ground, and his whole body trembled with anger.

"You know what a fart! Fuck it!" Wu Ye's murderous aura soared, and even foul language burst out.

Nan Xiaohuan knelt on the ground without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Wu Ye became even more angry.He swung his palm fiercely, and the swiftly raised palm swept towards the cabinet on one side. There was only a bang, and the tall cabinet shook a few times, and then collapsed and shattered with a bang, dust flying everywhere.

"Nan Xiaohuan!"

Wu Ye almost squeezed out the name from his throat.He squatted down extremely slowly, trying to control the surging anger.

The man kneeling on the ground remained motionless, with countless large and small scars interlaced and overlapping on his fully stretched bare back.

Wu Ye held the man's neck bitterly, his handsome face turned hideous, "Do you know why I'm so angry?"

The anger that had been hidden in his body for many days burst out suddenly at this inopportune moment, even though he tried his best to restrain it, it didn't have much effect.

Nan Xiaohuan was forced to raise his head, his handsome face was still expressionless, as if there would never be any change.

"Yes, if you die, of course I will die!" Wu Ye stared at Nan Xiaohuan's calm and indifferent eyes, wishing to bite them.

"But, I said that, not because I was afraid that Mu Hanzhong would die if he didn't understand the medicine!"

"...It's because I'm afraid I'll never see Nan Xiaohuan again!" The words overflowing from his throat were full of indistinguishable complex emotions, Wu Ye frowned in pain, his black eyes were completely unconvinced Comprehensible resentment and sorrow.

"—Do you fucking know?!"

The suddenly raised voice was like the scream of a wild beast, Wu Ye slammed his fist on the ground, his bloodshot eyes stared viciously at the man who could not speak a word.

However, it was still deathly silent.

The only sound in his head was his own heartbeat.

He looked at Nan Xiaohuan's deeply drooping head.

The man seemed unmoved.

Wu Ye felt that he was about to die of pain, his heart seemed to be pinched by someone, and he just wanted to yell at him because of the pain.

almost exhausted...

"Ha ha……"

After an unknown amount of time, a low laugh full of self-deprecation sounded from his mouth.He slowly evoked a bitter smile, and suddenly his anger dissipated completely.

Yet the pain remained.

Looking at Nan Xiaohuan, Wu Ye stood up, then closed his eyes and sighed, as if this could dispel all the negative emotions in his heart: "...No matter what...whether you know it or not..."

"I just want to tell you...seeing you hurt, seeing you hurt..."

Wu Ye lowered his eyes, only to feel that his eye sockets were hot, and his eyes began to blur.

"I hurt ten thousand times more than you."