Meng Heng's expression was a little silent. He looked at the young man for a long time before slowly spitting out two words: "Stupid." ”

Putting down this cold sentence, he ignored the gloomy look that flashed by the young man in an instant, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

"Heng'er!"

There was a slightly anxious call from behind, but Meng Heng still didn't look back, just walked towards the east wing.

The chaos of the past two days, coupled with excessive blood loss, and the back and forth of the extremely cold and hot breath in the body that has not completely calmed down, made the dizziness continue to sweep in.

Meng Heng struggled to hold on to the bamboo branch that leaned out of the roadside and closed his eyes.

At this moment, it seemed extremely difficult to mobilize the concentration of the mental will as usual, but the images of the young man's blood flowing all over his arms kept replaying in his mind and constantly stimulated him.

Holding back the feeling of dizziness, he rushed open the door of the east wing in front of him, rummaging through it rudely.

Fortunately, on weekdays, his medicinal herbs would be sorted into several places, and he quickly found what he wanted, smiled with satisfaction, and then returned to the main hall.

Xiao Yu looked at the young man who had gone and returned, but his face was a little happy, and he just wanted to say something, but he saw the young man with a cold face and said, "Stretch out your arm." ”

Xiao Yu was a little puzzled for a while, but he was worried about the young man's weakness, and he didn't dare to provoke the young man anymore, so he honestly stretched out his arm.

But he saw Meng Heng move a chair and sit opposite Xiao Yu, put the wooden box he took from the east wing on the table with one hand, held the young man's wrist with the other, and slightly suspended his arm on the table, and then rolled up the young man's sleeves very gently.

Halfway through the roll, he heard the young man gasp, as if he had just made a few movements, and the sleeves of his shirt were coagulated by blood, and he couldn't even take them off.

Meng Heng raised his eyes to look at the young man's expression, then lowered his head slightly and found a pair of scissors in the wooden box, aimed at the place where it was sticky, and neatly cut off the half of the sleeve.

"Your Excellency's clothes seem to be worth a lot of money, but I won't compensate for the loss of being cut."

He said coldly, while taking his tweezers made of bamboo, pinched a few balls of cotton wool in the wooden box, lit the medicine, and lightened it a little harder, and wiped it off the bloody stains on the young man's arm.

"I don't dare to let Dr. Meng compensate." Xiao Yu looked at the side face of the young man with slightly drooping eyes, smiled bitterly, and paused, his voice seemed to be infiltrated with some different emotions, "These are all Xiao Mou's willingness." ”

The boy did not respond to this, but only half-hung his head, as if he was treating his wound very seriously.

Time seems to have frozen.

The place where the boy wiped it with cotton was slightly itchy, as if it had melted away the violent burning sensation just now, and he even had the illusion that the heartache that had broken his liver and intestines just now had not appeared, and the two of them were just sitting together peacefully and peacefully.

Thinking like this, but hearing the young man's voice say something in a low voice, Xiao Yu was stunned and didn't hear clearly.

"I ask you, does it hurt? Just. The boy didn't look up, but his ink-stained black hair was facing him.

Xiao Yu slowly shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

But when he saw the young man looking up at him, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't believe it, so he hurriedly said, "Really." ”

He took out a plain white handkerchief from his arms with his other hand, gently put it to the young man's lips, and wiped away the red blood stains on the corners of the young man's lips with a slightly clumsy movement, his eyes were slightly dark, and his tone seemed to be lonely: "If this kind of thing happens again in the future, can Dr. Meng tell me, no matter when ......?"

Meng Heng made a pause in his hand, then turned his head to avoid the young man's hand, and lowered his head to give the young man's injured arm the final bandage.

Xiao Yu saw that Meng Heng didn't answer, and his heart suddenly felt like he was on fire, and the uneasiness and anxiety of being blocked out of the door before, the shock and heartache when he suddenly saw the abnormal state of the teenager, and the feeling of powerlessness and uselessness when he held the teenager all came to his heart.

"Heng'er, you promise me!" He couldn't help but plead in a low voice.

Meng Heng's eyelids trembled slightly for a moment, he took scissors to cut off the excess straps tied to the young man's wound, looked up at the young man for a long time, and finally sighed vaguely under the deep gaze of those eyes: "Okay." ”

Then I was hugged with a full embrace.

The young man ignored the injured arm just now, only hugged the young man tightly, put his chin on the top of the young man's head, and gently caressed the green silk behind the young man with one hand, calling over and over again: "Heng'er......"

Meng Heng's expression changed slightly, and after a while, he finally slowly closed his eyes and leaned on the young man's arms a little tiredly.

*

However, Meng Heng still didn't tell Xiao Yu the reason why he was so abnormal.

There was no other reason, but even he himself could not determine the reason.

Telling someone something that you can't even confirm is nothing more than worrying that person in vain.

Xiao Yu refused to leave easily no matter what, he was constantly persuading and seducing the teenager in an extremely childish way.

"Heng'er, no matter what, I can't leave you alone at home tonight, let me stay with you, otherwise you go back to the palace with me, and I will call the imperial doctor to treat you."

Meng Heng looked at the other party with a little crying and laughing, and only pulled up his sleeves at will, revealing the arm that had been bandaged, and said with a smile: "What else is there to treat?" Could it be that His Royal Highness the prince himself can't trust his own methods of dealing with wounds? It's just a small injury, no need to make a fuss. ”

"I'm afraid of you......" Xiao Yu's eyes darkened, and he stopped talking.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes, and he suddenly felt that the young man's extraordinarily cautious appearance in front of him made him very useful.

He hooked his thin lips, laughed evilly, leaned into the young man's ear, and whispered, "What are you afraid of me?" ”

The voice between the words was slightly deliberately suppressed hoarse, mixed with the faint smile, which was a little more seductive than usual.

"Afraid I'll scratch myself? Or are you afraid that I will drink my own blood? ”

When the words fell, he actually stretched out the tip of his tongue, licked the thin lips that were slightly dry, and then sighed: "But the taste of blood is so wonderful......

"Heng'er!" Xiao Yu couldn't help but interrupt the young man's words.

Meng Heng glanced at the other party's earlobe, which was so red that it was about to drip blood, and squinted and smiled happily: "How do you know if you don't taste it?" The fishy sweetness of the blood is mixed with the salty smell of sweat on the skin, and there is a different kind of pleasure when licking and licking. Xiao Gongzi didn't want to know what it was like to feel like this? ”

However, before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly, only raising his eyebrows and looking into the other man's eyes.

It was a pair of eyes that were so worried that they were on the verge of anger.

He understood this look all too well, and he had seen it more than once in the families of the sick.

The worry is deep, and the responsibility is keen.

I didn't expect that this kind of look would one day be used on himself.

Meng Heng shrugged his eyebrows, chuckled twice, half-lowered his eyelids and whispered, "Okay, I'm just joking." I'm fine, you don't have to worry so much. ”

After a long time, I heard the young man sigh slowly, as if talking to himself, and like an exhortation to the young man: "Heng'er, I'm really worried about you." Can you be considerate of my feelings, even a little bit? ”

The young man's face in the moonlight was particularly pale, and the tense nerves suddenly relaxed with a state of weakness.

Meng Heng narrowed his eyes and chuckled, at that time, there was a wind blowing, and the young man's voice was blown by the wind and flew lightly to the young man's ears.

"Okay." He replied.

Xiao Yu's heart moved, only to feel that the moon was like water, the evening breeze was light, and the cold wind was all washed away by this light and leisurely "good".

Only an indescribable, trance-like feeling of joy mixed with sour joy slowly flowed over.

*

Meng Heng didn't stay with Xiao Yu overnight, and he was even more lazy to go to the palace with him, and the two of them struggled at the door for a while, and the young man was a little reluctant to order Li Qing to drive away.

Meng Heng also looked at the young man's back with a playful smile, and returned to the house after a while.

At this time, it was not early, the stars gradually spread over the night, and occasionally the cold wind blew, making the bamboo leaves rustle, but it seemed that the court was quiet.

It seems that the wind and waves are calm, and nothing unexpected will happen.

However, Meng Heng couldn't relax at all.

The strange aura came and went treacherously, and it went abruptly, and the No. 003 rabbit spirit, No. 007, and No. 009 who were taken away by the uninvited guest were all gone, and in the two days that he was in a state of disorder, even the remaining demons disappeared without a trace, which may not be a good sign.

This demon has such a great impact on himself, and it is unprecedented, and this time he came straight to the Meng Mansion, I am afraid that he has already been prepared.

Presumably it won't be so relenting.

Meng Heng thought about it, and his face sank a little.

He is in a very bad state now, and not to mention the Dao scars on his arm, just the collision of the two breaths that tumble in his body from time to time is likely to make him lose his mind again at any time.

Meng Heng's hands clenched into fists.

Of course, he understands Xiao Yu's feelings, and even empathizes. But although he understood, he still couldn't make any changes to his decision.

No matter what he faces next, he only needs to face it alone, and it will be enough.

The next storm didn't even make Meng Heng wait long before it came suddenly. 166 Reading Network