The author travels through the revenge war

On a sunny morning, a dreamy young man with an indifferent demeanor, a look in his eyes towards strangers, and a stubborn backbone despite being hungry and dizzy.Our wise and mighty lord, combined the laws summed up in so many ancient father-son essays, don't give it a try if you don't mind.

In the grass, Yang Baoqiu smiled treacherously, and then looked at the dark blue figure approaching here not far away.

The Xuanqing dragon robe sticking to his body showed his tall and straight figure even more, his eyes were like stars, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, and there was a kind of nobility between his eyebrows.He is the lord of the Canglong Kingdom, the extremely prosperous Canglong Xuandi, Yang Xuantian, who controls the Canglong Kingdom in his twenties!

As he approached, Yang Baoqiu's hand slowly clenched, five, four, three, two, one!

Success or failure is here!

Swish!There was a rustling sound in the grass around him, Yang Xuantian frowned and looked around, and saw a child in white clothes fall out from there, fell into his arms after only a few steps, he stretched out his hand to hug him for no reason, but was caught by him Slap away.

Yang Baoqiu smiled triumphantly, and immediately pushed the so-called father away. The soft force was obviously pushed away by himself, but he didn't mind. He patted the dust on his body, and then raised his head to look at himself, "No Watch out for people you hit.

Indifferent to dust, silent, indifferent to dust, silent, indifferent to dust, silent... Yang Baoqiu reminded himself in his heart, and slowly raised his head.

What kind of eyes is this, the clear black pupils are as deep as the stars in the nine heavens, full of alienation and silence, these are the eyes looking at strangers.It was only then that Yang Xuantian noticed how magnificent the young man was, with snow-like skin, waterfall-like black hair, delicate face, and straight back.If she grows up, she might be as beautiful as the three thousand in her own harem.

Looking at Yang Xuantian's expressionless eyes, Yang Baoqiu didn't know whether he succeeded for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and continue acting.

The pretty boy glanced at him indifferently, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Sorry." The boy's soft voice seemed to sound from his heart.Even though he was a child, his voice carried a natural indifference.

Yang Baoqiu narrowed his eyes slightly on the face turned away, whether you control your face or your voice, I cast a net for both, how dare you not take the bait?The next step is the last step.Yang Baoqiu silently counted—three, two, one.fall!

Just as Yang Xuantian wanted to ask the boy to stay, he saw that the boy who had just walked a few steps was unstable, but his back was still straight.Taking another step, he fell down as if he couldn't hold on any longer.He didn't think about anything at the moment, and rushed over with one stride.

Yang Baoqiu let himself fall like this, but he was very nervous.

You catch me, catch me, catch me...I'm afraid of pain!

Suddenly, he fell into a warm embrace, and he breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that it succeeded.

After four days of starvation, his body finally couldn't hold it anymore, and as he let go of his breath, Yang Baoqiu, who originally planned to pretend to be dizzy to see the results, really fainted.

"How is it?" Yang Xuantian looked at the doctor who had completed Yang Baoqiu's diagnosis, his voice was full of majesty.

The doctor who possessed the power of peeping shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, none of your medicines are suitable, just because this son is starving and fainting."

"Go down." Yang Xuantian frowned slightly, looking at the thing in his hand that the secret guard had just checked.

Did these servants make the dignified prince faint from starvation?

……

The boy on the bed frowned, and then he woke up.He sat up in an instant, and after scanning the place he was in with his beautiful eyes, a faint trace of regret flashed.

Yang Xuantian walked to the bedside with the porridge he had just made.

This young man must regret that he lost consciousness in front of a stranger.

Well, in fact, Yang Baoqiu was indeed regretful, he regretted that he would really faint.I don't even know what happened afterwards, let alone the acceptance results.

He watched Yang Xuantian bring the porridge to his eyes, and blew it with a spoon to his mouth.

Now that he was completely clear, he knew what he should do.

In fact, the author, who really wanted to eat but couldn't eat it, leaned back a little arrogantly, and then looked at this bowl of white porridge that looked delicious.I am a young, mature, arrogant, hungry and dizzy but very stubborn character who has a very heavy childhood shadow, and I must be vigilant and important! ! !

Yang Xuantian looked at the young man who obviously didn't believe his actions, and his eyes couldn't help softening.What exactly did he go through to develop his current temperament, which looks weak and has a good temperament, but he doesn't trust anyone.

"I'm not hungry." He heard the young man's clear voice say so.The soft voice is a bit pitiful but repulsive.

Pushing the spoon forward again, Yang Xuantian softened his voice: "I'm so hungry and still talk hard, good boy, I'm your father, I won't harm you."

Facing the boy's probing eyes, Yang Xuantian looked at him without hesitation.

God knows how much Yang Baoqiu wanted to wolf down a meal.So, he looked at Yang Xuantian with alienated eyes, and said the lines he had just thought of.

"I'll do it myself." The character I interpreted is vigilant and arrogant, how can I let a person I just met feed me.

"I'm here." Yang Xuantian insisted, and put the spoon to his mouth.

As a result, the young man struggled with his eyes, bit his lower lip lightly with his white teeth, and finally opened his mouth hesitantly, holding the small spoon in his mouth.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yang Xuantian feeding the porridge mouthful in comfort, and Yang Baoqiu felt like a pair of scissors in his heart.

Preliminary plan, success!