"......" Murong Chenyi paused slightly, he didn't want her to know that he came to her room in the middle of the night. While reading a book, black clothes flashed by, so I chased all the way here. ”

"......" Xia Qianluo nodded, it seemed that it was indeed the black-clothed iron-masked man who sent her back. It's just that he weishenme kidnapped her from the heavily guarded princess's mansion just to ask if she was a real princess, and Zuihou also risked sending her back? It's incredible......

"Luo'er?" Seeing her frowning and pondering, he thought she was suspicious, so he called out softly.

"Huh?" Xia Qianluo came back to his senses.

"Don't worry." He smiled, "The man in black has been hit in the left chest by me, and I believe he won't be able to escape far." ”

Lowering his eyes, he saw the white little feet on the ground, "Why did you forget to put on your shoes...... helplessly, her arm hurt, she stretched out her left hand and stroked her hair dotingly, "Go back to bed." It's time for me to go back, too. ”

Xia Qianluo opened his big eyes and was stunned, why, at this time, he was still thinking of her?

Looking at the person in front of him who stood up and was about to leave, he reached out and grabbed his shirt.

"......" Murong Chenyi turned around, "What's wrong?" ”

"weishenme......" Xia Qianluo lowered his head and said in a low voice, "weishenme is so good to me......"

Looking at the little white greasy hand sticking out of the water sleeve in a daze, he was inexplicably flustered.

"Weishenme is so good to me?" Xia Qianluo raised his head and looked at him, his eyes eager to seek answers. "Even if I ever did something like that to you......" her eyes drooped slightly, she didn't understand......

"Because you are my wife." The panic was fleeting, replaced by the usual gentle smile, "You're my God." ”

"......" Xia Qianluo looked at him stunned, is it just because of this? And that he ...... to himself

"You ...... me" "Okay, go to sleep, it's going to be dawn in a while."

She didn't go any further. "Hmm...... Well. ”

Turning around, a gentle smile disappeared from his lips, and amber eyes dimmed.

Because he wanted to make himself better, he could only try his best to be nice to her. But how can these good things compare with what is to be taken away from her......

Suddenly, he heard a muffled sound outside the door, and An Yiran sat up vigilantly. After getting out of bed, he walked lightly to the door and opened it carefully.

As soon as the door opened, a black shirt also fell. He looked at the man and was shocked, "Xuan Xi!?" He clutched an iron mask in his left hand, and there was blood on the corner of his mouth.

Although it is not clear what happened, Ye Xuanxi's current condition must be healed immediately. Without further thought, he slowly moved the man who had fallen to the ground to the bed.

Peeling off the placket, there was a purple palm print on his left chest, and it was believed that it was this palm that caused him to be hit hard.

He took a special stasis dispersing medicine and fed him to take it, and applied a silver needle to protect his heart. Seeing that the originally weak pulse gradually stabilized, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the person who was sleeping on the bed, An Yiran couldn't help but fall into memories.

When he came back from studying medicine in the medical valley for two years, he saw that there was another person in the garden. The young man, who always had a cold complexion, always sat on the steps and looked at the sky alone, and his eyes seemed to be filled with sadness.

He was always alone, and he naturally did not eat with them.

"Who is he?" He asked curiously.

"You don't know yet, his name is Ye Xuanxi is the eighth prince of Donglin Kingdom." The young man with bright eyebrows on the side explained to him, "Because his mother is not favored, he and his younger brother are often bullied. Previously, his mother went again, so Bixia brought him back. ”

"What about his brother?" He couldn't help but wonder if he didn't seem to see anyone else around him these days.

"I heard that it seems that I contracted the disease and died on the way to Xifeng." Yi Zimo shrugged his shoulders and said.

Qingli's gaze turned to the young man sitting on the opposite step again, just like him...... I was left alone.

"Don't worry about him." The young man on the side lowered his head and said lightly.

He looked at the people around him with some surprise, this person who has always taken care of himself like an elder brother and always smiled gently would have such an indifferent time.

Seeing his puzzled look, Yi Zimo arched his arm and said in a low voice, "Chen Yi is the prince of Nanjing, and Nanjing was annexed by Donglinguo, and even his father was ...... by the emperor of Donglinguo."

No wonder...... looked at the silent person, with such a national hatred and family hatred, how could he be gentle? It's just that...... His gaze wandered to the expressionless boy on the steps. It's just that it's not him who is wrong.

"Let's eat together." Finally, one day, he stood in front of the boy.

Raising his cold eyes, he looked at him and did not speak.

He walked back to the hall, took two bowls of rice, handed them to him, and sat down beside him, "Let's eat together." ”

The boy looked at the person sitting on the steps with him beside him.

"Now that you have lost your loved ones, you should live better with their hopes." He lowered his head and said softly.

Since they had dinner together that day, he looked at him a lot softer, but he still didn't communicate with anyone else.

"What about that guy?" It was meal time again, and Yi Zimo looked strangely at the empty steps opposite.

"......" he pursed his lips slightly, did something happen......

After eating, he hurried to his door.

"Knock knock ......" was knocked twice, but no one answered.

In a hurry, he slammed the door open, and when he entered the room, he saw the man lying on the floor.

"Ye Xuanxi!? Ye Xuanxi!? Looking at the young man trembling in a cold sweat, he couldn't help but understand that it seemed that he was infected with the wind cold. I think something was wrong two days ago, but he didn't say anything, which is why it was so serious.

Reluctantly, he helped him to bed, and then boiled medicine for him to take.

Seeing that the cold and heat were slowly subsided, he didn't dare to leave, for fear of starting a fever again, so he decided to stay here and take care of it.

The morning sun shines through the cracks in the windows.

"Xiexie......" A faint voice came from his ear. When I raised my eyes again, I saw those eyes that had faded from coldness. Slightly surprised, it seemed that this was the first time he had heard him speak.

Smiling, he nodded slightly, "Hmm." ”

"Uh......" a muffled snort brought back his distant thoughts. He looked out the window, and the sky was already white.

The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, and after looking around, his eyes fell on the person beside him, and a smile appeared on his cold face, "This is the first time you have saved me?" ”