I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

In just a few words, the sky was already bright.

Even if he doesn't want to face it anymore, there must be a decision about Xiao Yiyang.

Yan Yun sighed, looking at the morning glow in the sky for a long time without looking away.

Yan Yun, whose young family was broken, once regarded Wangcheng as a nightmare. He originally regarded Xiao Yiyang as salvation, as a good number of trustworthy people around him.

But he didn't know that the person he trusted the most only had power and the throne in his eyes, and was even planning how to get rid of him all the time because of imaginary threats.

Faced with this bloody fact, Yan Yun suddenly felt a little desolate.

Wangcheng used to have his favorite parents and close brothers, but now things have changed, and Wangcheng has become a hell that can't go back.

To Yan Yun, even the orange-red morning glow in the sky seemed as if it was stained with blood, that dazzling red.

Perhaps it was because the red of Xiaguang was too dazzling, Yan Yun turned away subconsciously, just in time to catch a glimpse of tender pink crabapple branches on the window sill.

Under the morning light, the faint pink petals looked a little shriveled, but it rarely calmed Yan Yun's heart.

Although people in Wangcheng are indifferent, the crabapple flowers in Liuwangfu make people feel warm.

Yan Yun gently picked up the flower branch and put it in the vase on the table.

There was originally a bouquet of red peonies in the vase, the flowers were huge and gorgeous.As soon as the crabapple was inserted, it was more than half covered by the lush peonies.

Yan Yun frowned unconsciously, and took out the red peony from the bottle without hesitation.

At this time, there is only one begonia that is about to wither in the vase.

The crabapple flower has been picked for a while, and it looks wilted, leaning against the side of the vase alone.

Yan Yun leaned on the table, stared at Hua Zhi for a long time, and glanced at the corner of his mouth dissatisfied.

He rummaged through boxes and boxes to find out the pen and ink he wrote last time, and found a clean piece of paper to start writing.

"The flowers are very beautiful, but after a night, they have withered a little."

After writing this sentence, Yan Yun suddenly stopped writing, lay down on the table and began to carefully examine the flowers in the bottle.

He stared at the flowers, picked up the pen, and began to draw on the paper.

Even though he hasn't painted for a long time, Yan Yun doesn't look unfamiliar when he writes.

After a while, a lifelike crabapple flower appeared on the paper.

The flowers on the paper are the same as the flowers in the vase, the petals are drooping and wilted, even more realistic than the withered ones in the vase, and a little more pitiful, which makes people feel pity.

After finishing the painting, Yan Yun nodded in satisfaction, and continued to write at the bottom of the painting: "Although the flowers are beautiful, they withered overnight."

At the end, Yan Yun sighed and added: "Good times don't last forever."

Yan Yun carefully sealed the envelope, found a pigeon that was also white, and delivered the letter.

He himself couldn't understand why he wrote to Xiao Yiran.

In short, watching the pigeons flying farther and farther away, Yan Yun's heart, which was originally fluttering, suddenly settled down.

Three days have passed since the letter was sent, and Yan Yun has not received a reply from Xiao Yiran.

Could it be that the letter was collected by Xiao Yiran's guards and piled up indiscriminately somewhere?

Thinking of Xiao Yiran's cabinet full of letters, Yan Yun decided to go and see what was going on in person.

He, Prince Yan, does not allow the letter written by himself to be treated like this.

When Yan Yun followed the guards leading the way to Xiao Yiran's camp, what he saw was Xiao Yiran's face pale and sick in bed.

A stove was purposely lit in the tent, and as soon as Yan Yun stepped in, he was surrounded by a burst of warmth.

In addition to heating, the air is also mixed with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

I don't know how many kinds of medicinal materials are mixed, the medicinal smell is very complex, even a little pungent.

Xiao Yiran lay on the bed with his eyes closed, trembling all over, only Li Qiwu and another man were beside him.

When Yan Yun got closer, he realized that the man was His Royal Highness Xian Wang who used to be Jiang Guo, that is, the uncle of Xiao Yiran and Xiao Yiyang.

Hearing the movement, Liu Ruyu turned her head to look at Yan Yun, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Third Prince?

After asking such a question, Yan Yun remembered that he was still wearing the skin of the third prince, and immediately didn't know how to answer Liu Ruyu's words.

He couldn't be sure whether the other party was an enemy or a friend.

When they were sons in the past, the relationship between Yan Yun and Liu Ruyu was not very familiar, they could only be regarded as nodding acquaintances.

The idle king is used to idleness in his daily life, he is not restrained, does not fight for power, and has an unruly temperament, but he is also the most unpredictable.

Yan Yun decided to remain unchanged in response to all changes, gave the other party a vague and friendly wink, and immediately walked to Xiao Yiran's side.

Li Qiwu glanced at Yan Yun indifferently, then buried himself in preparing the medicine, and took the time to say, "Come here?"

A very familiar look.

Liu Ruyu watched quietly without asking any further questions, and stood aside to continue observing.

It was only when Yan Yun approached the bed that Xiao Yiran realized that although Xiao Yiran was shivering from the cold, his forehead was covered with sweat.

The combination of cold and heat made Xiao Yiran not seem very stable even though he was in a coma.

Yan Yun stretched out his hand to touch Xiao Yiran's forehead without thinking, and the tentacles felt scorchingly hot.

He frowned subconsciously, then naturally pulled Xiao Yiran's hand hanging by his side, and held it weakly.

"His poison has flared up again?" Yan Yun said this to Li Qiwu.

Li Qiwu was busy dispensing the medicine, and replied casually: "Yes, the environment in Pingcheng is harsh, and the life in the military camp is hard, and the poison has not happened once or twice."

After finishing speaking, Li Qiwu realized something was wrong, he looked up at Yan Yun for a long time, and then asked hesitantly, "Do you know about his poisoning?"

Yan Yun's eyes did not leave, he still stared at Xiao Yiran nervously, and replied casually: "Yes."

Hearing this, Li Qiwu seemed to be struck by lightning suddenly, he hurriedly said: "I didn't tell you."

"What do you mean?"

Seeing Li Qiwu's strange expression, Yan Yun asked, "He won't let you tell me?"

"That's right." Li Qi glanced at the unconscious Xiao Yiran and said, "He specifically told you not to let you know."

"Why?" After Yan Yun asked, she lightly stroked Xiao Yiran's palm with her fingers, not knowing who she was asking: "Why didn't you tell me."

Yan Yun lowered his head, looking at Xiao Yiran.

Li Qiwu couldn't see his expression clearly, and replied truthfully: "You have to ask him about this, I don't know."

"Okay, can you all go out?" Li Qiwu said as he was about to drive people away: "I am treating a disease, why are you joining in the fun? It will disturb my thoughts."

Yan Yun acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and didn't move at all, just holding Xiao Yiran's hand, silently increasing the strength.

"I don't make a sound, just watch here."

After a long time, Yan Yun said: "I'm afraid your medical skills are not good, what should he do if he can't survive?"

This sentence annoyed Li Qiwu, he immediately retorted: "I have treated him for more than ten years, isn't he still alive and well?"

Yan Yun didn't say a word, stopped arguing, and turned his back to pretend to be deaf.

Liu Ruyu who was standing on the side also took the opportunity to say: "If I don't go out, I will guard Ranran, he is my only nephew."

Li Qiwu glared at him, and he changed his words: "There is also you."

Yan Yun didn't speak, and glanced at Liu Ruyu, thinking: Isn't Xiao Yiyang your nephew?Is it picked up in the vegetable market?

The two people's skins were thicker than the other, and Li Qiwu thought he was thick-skinned, and he felt ashamed in front of both of them.

He looked helplessly at the two who were inseparable, selectively ignoring them.

Yan Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he hurriedly occupied the position closest to Xiao Yiran beside the bed, and lightly scratched Xiao Yiran's palm a few times at an angle that the two of them could not see.

He looked down at Xiao Yiran, and found that Xiao Yiran was still lying motionless, without even changing his expression, as if he was a stone that had lost consciousness.

Liu Ruyu walked up to Li Qiwu's side without saying a word, and prepared the knife for him.

He put the small knife on the fire and burned it a few times, then handed it to Li Qiwu.

Li Qiwu just wanted to tease him a few words, but seeing his sad face, he swallowed the words again.

It seems that although Liu Ruyu is out of tune, she still cares about Xiao Yiran's nephew.

For this reason, Li Qiwu knew more about Liu Ruyu, and he was a little more pleasing to the eye.

"Get up, I'm going to bleed him." Li Qiwu pushed Yan Yun away, sat down where he had just sat, and prepared to bleed Xiao Yiran while talking.

Yan Yun was just pushed away, and immediately bounced back. He worriedly grabbed Li Qiwu's hand that was about to slash: "Is this going to work? After all, it's cutting flesh and letting blood, he's ignorant now."

"I don't know yet?" Li Qi didn't think Yan Yun was in the way, he pushed him to the side, and said to Liu Ruyu, "Look at him, don't let him hinder me."

"Concern leads to chaos." Liu Ruyu pressed Yan Yun's shoulder, and said in a deep voice, "You have to believe in Qi Wu, he is a doctor after all."

Being grabbed by Liu Ruyu abruptly, Yan Yun unconsciously took a step back, kept a safe distance and stopped talking, just stared at Xiao Yiran without blinking.