After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Yan Huaiyin fell into a coma for five days, and on the third day, after his fever subsided, Jiang Lian took him back to the Qiantui Mansion on Baowen Street.

Although Yan Huaiyin was in a coma in the palace, he was not stable, Jiang Lian could feel it.

Two days after returning to Qiansui Mansion, Yan Huaiyin was no longer tense, Jiang Lian hung him with ginseng soup every day for five days, and now he has some blood.

When Yan Huaiyin woke up, the room was empty.

He opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and saw the falling flowers outside the window.

Diagonally opposite the bed was the window, which was wide open at this time, and since it was afternoon, everything outside the window could be seen clearly.

The flower tree is in the middle of the window.

The flowering period of the flowers and trees is not long, and it is now the season of withering. Even if there is no wind, there are countless white flowers falling down. Under the sun, it seems that the sound of rattling can be heard.

Behind the flower tree, outside the eaves of tiled roofs, there are lush leaves, and the white flowers are like salt fried snow.

Yan Huaiyin watched quietly for a while before he seemed to understand where he was.

He is in the Chitose Mansion, but not in the room where he used to live.

Yan Huaiyin rolled his eyes to see the layout of the room.

The layout is very simple and clean. There is a case under the window, on which there are some pens, ink, papers and inkstones. Except for a bed where Yan Huaiyin is lying down, there is also a bookcase with a paint shelf by the wall.

But there is no partition in the house, so it looks extremely quiet.

Yan Huaiyin looked at it for a while, propped himself up and wanted to sit up, but when he moved, he felt pain in his waist and abdomen.

Yan Huaiyin pursed her lips and did not stop her movements. She just supported herself and leaned against the bedpost behind her.

As soon as he leaned in this way, the door was pushed open.

Jiang Lian came in from the door and saw Yan Huaiyin who was leaning on the bed. He was only wearing an obscene dress, the clothes were white, and his face was also plain white. Only the hair falling on his body and his eyes were dark and moist. Moist, it looks a little soft.

Jiang Lian paused, and walked forward as if nothing had happened. He put the bowl in his hand on the table next to the bed, and said, "Are you awake?"

Yan Huaiyin was a little slow to react, and only hummed after a while.

Some stay.

Jiang Lian suppressed a smile on his face, instead of feeding Yan Huaiyin medicine, he pointed to the medicine bowl on the table and said softly, "Drink the medicine when you wake up."

What he said was too natural, as if he had said it countless times, Yan Huaiyin slept for four or five days, and his mind was still a little unclear. After hearing what he said, he hummed, and really took the medicine and drank it.

He had an injury on his shoulder, so he moved very slowly. He lowered his head and took a sip of the medicine. His untied hair fell out, covering most of his face, with only a thin chin exposed.

Jiang Lian sat aside, watched him drink the medicine, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Huaiyin stopped drinking the medicine, then went to look at him, revealing one eye, with a hoarse voice, honestly said: "A little bit."

He is still so obedient after waking up, it is really rare to answer one by one, Jiang Lian looked at him: "Do you know who I am?"

Yan Huaiyin paused, lowered his head and continued to drink the medicine, ignoring him.

If he slept for a long time, he would not be able to recover for half an hour after waking up. During this period of time, his appearance was too different from usual, and he tended to look dazed. Yan Huaiyin has always been unwilling to let people see him like this.

Those who served in the past knew that the little prince should not enter his bedroom within half an hour after waking up.

When Jiang Lian asked this, did he take him for a fool?

Yan Huaiyin didn't want to answer his stupid question.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Lian felt his fingertips itch. He pressed his impulse and shouted to the door. After a while, Dai Shudao appeared outside the bedroom.

"What's the master's order?" He bent down and asked.

"Go make some porridge," Jiang Lian told him, "make it soft, just put some minced meat and vegetables."

Yan Huaiyin looked up from the medicine bowl, and smiled at Uncle Dai.

Uncle Dai was taken aback for a moment, heyed, and retreated with his head down.He was a little surprised, if Master Yan wanted to please others, he would really...

After the people walked away, Yan Huaiyin would also come back to his senses. After drinking the last sip of medicine, he raised his head and asked Jiang Lian, "Please trouble Jiuqian, Jiuqian knows what day it is, how long have I passed out?" God, what happened to the Marquis of Nanyang?"

Jiang Lian gritted his teeth. The first thing the little liar woke up was not asking why he was on his bed, but what happened to Nanyang Hou.

Jiang Lian raised his eyelids to look at him: "You are on my bed now."

"Master Yan, I'll bring you back from the suburbs and heal your injuries," Jiang Lian smiled faintly, "After you wake up, don't you think about how to repay me?"

Yan Huaiyin was stunned by his question.

He really didn't know how to repay Jiang Lian.

The voice of Jiang Lian over there came over again, and another question came up: "Master Yan really thinks that our family took the trouble to run so far, is it because of a momentary kindness?"

Yan Huaiyin went to see Jiang Lian, and the lines of his brows and eyes, which tended to look ungrateful, softened a little under the sun, as if he really expected himself to answer him.

Yan Huaiyin was softened by his gaze, and asked in a strange way: "Then what does Nine Thousand Years want?"

After he said this, he felt a little strange in his heart for a moment, but he thought about it in an instant.

Even though Jiang Lian was in full power at this time, his help to him was unquestionable.

No matter the mind, no matter the heart, no one is perfect.

Even though Yan Huaiyin had nothing now, Jiang Lian had helped him so much that he had to pay it back.

He thought that if Jiang Lian wanted to do something by himself, no matter whether he killed people or set fire to him, he could just do it himself.

Thinking of this, Yan Huaiyin couldn't avoid looking at Jiang Lian anymore, he smiled, and asked again: "What does Nine Thousand Years want me to do, just say it."

As he said this, Jiang Lian stood up.

The moment Yan Huaiyin blinked, he walked to the bed.

Yan Huaiyin was sitting on the bed, standing in front of the bed like this, if Yan Huaiyin wanted to look at him, he could only look up.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Jiang Lian bent down.

In a hurry, Yan Huaiyin could only hastily move away the bowl he was holding, but when he moved the bowl away, he had no choice but to open his arms.

He was hugged by Jiang Lian like this.

Yan Huaiyin was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

Jiang Lian immediately sat by the bed, and a voice rang above his head: "Master Yan has been lying on my bed for five days, and I have nowhere to sleep. Now that I wake up, let me sleep on it. Isn't this too much to ask?"

His voice was soft, softly close to Yan Huaiyin's ear, and the words were beautiful, Yan Huaiyin subconsciously continued: "Not too much."

This request is really not too much compared to murder and arson.

Jiang Lian just laughed, just when he was drinking the medicine, Jiang Lian wanted to hug him.

From the moment he saw him injured, Jiang Lian wanted to hold him in his arms all the time.

At this time, he finally got his wish and tricked the person into his arms, Jiang Lian put his chin on Yan Huaiyin's head contentedly.

Yan Huaiyin remained motionless in his arms, the atmosphere became quiet for a while, but she didn't appear embarrassed. In the silence that filled the room, only the chirping of sparrows could be heard outside the window.

All things in Chaohua City, which were noisy all the time, calmed down gently in Chitose Mansion.

After a long time, Yan Huaiyin felt that the breathing of the person above his head had stopped, so he said softly, "Jiang Lian, are you asleep?"

He finally figured it out, Jiang Lian wanted to sleep, why didn't he just lie down on the bed?

After he said this, he heard Jiang Lian smile.

He reached out and pinched Yan Huaiyin's earlobe, and said in a low voice, "I haven't slept."

He put his chin on top of Yan Huaiyin's head, and Yan Huaiyin couldn't breathe under his arms, so he shook his head, shaking his chin on top of his head.

He raised his head, and placed his chin on Jiang Lian's shoulder majestically, Yan Huaiyin said, "I also think you can't sleep."

Anyone who hugs someone like this can't fall asleep.

Jiang Lian's laughter grew louder. He looked down at Yan Huaiyin's earlobe which was rubbed red by himself, and said, "Don't sleep anymore, change another one. Why don't Mrs. Yan say something nice to make me happy."

What he said was too treacherous, but Yan Huaiyin really tilted his head and thought about it, and said honestly: "Tell me to think about it."

He said, "I'm not very good at coaxing people."

Jiang Lian hugged the person in his arms tighter, Yan Huaiyin's hair scattered all over his body, and he said softly, "Okay."

He took the empty medicine bowl from Yan Huaiyin and put it on the table next to him. Jiang Lian said in a lazy voice, "No hurry, Master Yan, think about it carefully."

He looked at Yan Huaiyin almost non-stop for five days, his mind tensed all the time, and now he felt relieved when he saw someone woke up. Jiang Lian lowered his eyes and played with Yan Huaiyin's hair wrapped around his fingertips, thinking that Yan Huaiyin would think about it for a while also good.

Let him hug for a while as a reward.

Yan Huaiyin didn't think for long.

He tugged at Jiang Lian's sleeve, motioning him to lower his head, he turned his head and lay next to Jiang Lian's ear, his voice was very soft, but with a lot of smiles.

Yan Huaiyin said softly, "Thank you, Master."

This is what the people of Chitose Prefecture call him.

Thank you sir.

Jiang Lian hugged his waist tightly.

Yan Huaiyin's wound was touched, and as soon as it hurt, he seemed addicted to playing, Yan Huaiyin put his hands on his shoulders, tilted his head and smiled sullenly: "Master, be gentle."

Jiang Lian gritted his teeth: "Yan Huaiyin."

"En." Yan Huaiyin responded to him with a smile in his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw Dai Shudao standing outside the door.

He didn't know when he stood outside the door, watching the two hugging by the bed.

Dai Shudao couldn't tell what kind of hug it was, a husband who went out to work early in the morning embraced his wife who was cooking, and a man who returned from a long distance in the evening rain came down to pick up his lover with an umbrella...

There are thousands of forms of hugs, but in the final analysis, the most authentic hugs should carry the meaning of peace of mind.

Yan Huaiyin looked at Dai Shudao standing outside the door with the case in his hand, as if Dai Shudao was frightened, he finally suppressed his smile.

He straightened up slightly from Jiang Lian's arms, and patted his back as if coaxing a puppy: "Master, the meal is here, let me have some food first, and then coax you, okay?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-05-2721:23:36-2022-05-3110:43:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Aston sent 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Mu Baiqing; 1 bottle of chubby fox;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!