Sima Jun's voice suddenly sounded outside: "You can't go in!" He wouldn't let me in. ”

"Get out of the way!" Mingyue heard the noise outside and hurriedly rushed out of the inner room, and saw the flower peacock opening his arms to block Sima Yan who broke in.

Seeing that he was dressed in the dust, he should have arrived on horseback, with a chill on his body.

"How can His Royal Highness King Qi trespass into the inner mansion?" Mingyue is not so polite.

"Anyang is sick? Can it be severe? I'll take a look at her. As he spoke, he wanted to go around the bright moon and go inside.

Dongfang Ran picked up the curtain and walked out, and said coldly to Sima Yan: "It's none of your business here, hurry up." ”

Sima Yan nailed a spirit there: "It's you again." Jade-faced fox, this is King Jing's Mansion. You actually came out of Princess Jing's inner room, what do you want? ”

The flame in Sima Yan's eyes soared. Dongfang Ran didn't answer his words, and walked towards him slowly, his eyes full of banter. Sima Yan hurriedly retreated.

Step by step, he was about to retreat to the threshold of the outer room, when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

The unlucky Sima Yan had all his attention on Dongfang Ran, who would have thought that someone would suddenly push the door.

He was hit by the door panel, and he almost fell to the ground.

Dongfang Ran had already hid in a safe area, and several people in the room looked at Sima Yan like this, and they smiled backwards.

Sima Yi, who then broke in, stood at the door with some embarrassment.

"You're fine, what are you doing with pushing the door so hard? Don't you know to report it first? Sima Yan blushed and was angry at King Yi, who had just come in. I don't want to think that I didn't just break in.

Sima Yi heard that Anyang was sick, and he was really anxious. I didn't see anyone waiting outside, thinking something big had happened. Isn't this a vigorous push of the door eagerly.

After such a small episode, everyone sat down at the table in the middle of the Anyang dormitory.

An Yang lay in the inner room, constantly coming out with a heart-rending cough. The two princes couldn't see anyone, so they could only keep looking at the heavy curtain. It's a pity that this Dongfang Gate God is tightly blocked, and they really don't have a chance to get in.

The four looked at each other for a moment. Sima Yi proposed to go in and take a look, so he was relieved. Unexpectedly, before Dongfang Ran could speak, Sima Jun actually turned against him and helped Dongfang Ran to guard the two princes.

Sima Yi was also drunk when he watched this scene. After another stick of incense, he really couldn't bear this strange atmosphere, since he couldn't see anyone, it was useless to stay, he got up and planned to go to see King Jing.

Sima Yan was still a little unwilling, but looking at Dongfang Ran with a fierce light in his eyes, he was still cowardly after all. Step by step, he followed Sima Yi and left.

"It's finally clean. You go on, I'm on the outside. Sima Jun suddenly said this very well-behaved.

Dongfang Ran was amused by his words: "What a good job! As he spoke, he touched Sima Jun's head, turned around and went into the inner room with a smile.

Sima Jun blushed and stroked the place that had been touched by Dongfang Ran, and a trace of nervousness surged in his heart. He himself felt like he was going crazy.

I thought he was a woman back then, so he chased the whole world. Now standing in front of him is a handsome guy and a sweetheart. He still can't control his affection for him. He wanted to beat himself up.

He glanced back at the curtain that separated the inner and outer rooms, gritted his teeth and dragged his heavy steps, reluctantly walked to the door, and sat down appointingly on a low stool in the courtyard in a daze.

A little maid came over and made Sima Jun a pot of good hot tea and a few small snacks, and Sima Jun looked at the gloomy weather.

"Go! Get a pot of good wine for the master, and the master will rest when he gets drunk. The little maid blushed and looked at this beautiful man who couldn't take her eyes off her eyes, and quickly answered and ran away.

Sima Jun looked at the little maid who ran away, and a wry smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth: He has lived a happy life for twenty years, why did he plant it in the hands of this red fox. The more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I felt, so I simply drank the tea cup after cup.

Inside, Anyang lay down to sleep after breakfast under Dongfangran's service, but unfortunately the incessant cough made her unable to sleep steadily.

About an hour later, the drunken singing of Sima Jun came from outside. Although this guy sings well, it's a pity that the song is too mournful, like a resentful woman. Shengsheng woke up the dazed Anyang.

Dongfang Ran glanced outside helplessly, the sky was dark, and the cold wind was blowing. This is like the weather in March, it is simply a cold winter wax moon.

An Yang, who slept next to Dongfang Ran, felt much better. She was still a little worried about Sima Jing, and she didn't know if that stubborn guy was better.

Anyway, he was woken up, and An Yang simply got up, planning to go to see Sima Jing.

Although Dongfang Ran was unhappy in his heart, he still relied on her. Wrapped his red cloak in Anyang, and carried her out of the room and flew towards the east courtyard.

Sima Jun, who was drunk, dimly saw a red ball flying over his head, and shouted: "The sun has fallen!" "Pull your legs and chase them.

It's a pity that the other party walked on the wall, and he hit the ash and fell crookedly.

The little girls laughed and carried the drunk Sima Jun back to the side room to sleep.

Dongfang Ran had already taken An Yang into Sima Jun's Jing Tingxuan.

Qingfeng, who was standing at the door, frowned when he saw An Yang coming. Although Anyang saved his and Xiao Dezi's lives, the princess was held in his arms by another man, and he was still a little uncomfortable.

An Yang broke Dongfang Ran's arm and came to Qingfeng. Qingfeng hurriedly gave a salute, and Anyang naturally didn't care about these false gifts. He helped Qingfeng for a moment: "How is your prince now?" Awake? ”

"Back to the princess, I took the medicine sent by the princess, and I have woken up. It's just that his face is still very bad and he refuses to eat. ”

When An Yang heard this, his heart finally let go. In order not to irritate Sima Jing again, she did not let Dongfang Burn in, but walked in alone.

Passing through the outer living room, Anyang came to the inner room.

Sima Jing lay on the bed with his eyes closed with a dejected face. Xiao Dezi saw that Anyang was coming, and was just about to greet him, but was stopped by Anyang waving his hand.

She suppressed the coughing that came up again and again, and came to the bedside. It's rare not to see An Jiayin.

An Yang stretched out his hand to check Sima Jing's pulse, and Xiao Dezi hurriedly moved a chair for An Yang to put it up. An Yang smiled at Xiao Dezi and did not speak.

After a while, Anyang still couldn't hold back his cough. Sima Jing slowly opened his eyes. In fact, he woke up when Anyang came in, but he didn't know how to face her, so he kept closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

"Yang'er!" There were only two words, but it seemed to use all his strength, he covered his chest, and his lips were bruised.

"Don't talk! cough, cough, cough, cough, "Anyang has finally finished taking the pulse."

"It looks like we're going to have to recuperate for a while. Don't practice martial arts lately until it's completely better. An Yang sighed softly.

Withdrawing his hand and just about to get up, Sima Jing grabbed her slender arm: "Don't go!" ”

This kind of Sima Jing really made An Yang not know what to do, and he really wanted to say: You hurt not only me, but also your An Jiayin.

But looking at his sick face and the pleading gaze, he couldn't bear to say it after all. Reluctantly, he nodded slightly.

Sima Jing stared at her face and saw her bow slightly, tears flowing uncontrollably. As a man, he didn't frown when he bled and sweated, and the last time he cried was when his mother was killed.

An Yang really couldn't bear to look at it, she covered her coughing mouth and got up: "I'll go back first, you cough well...... Rest! ”

After saying that, she turned around and hurriedly walked out, she didn't dare to face Sima Jing's pleading gaze. But there was still the East waiting outside, and she felt so tired.

When she was first carried into King Jing's Mansion, she was so lonely and desperate, she was really unrelated. But now she has finally found the home of her soul, even if it may be the happiness that cannot accompany her to the white head, but she is willing to eat.

An Yang didn't know if Dongfang Ran's Gu could be solved, but even if it was really only three years, she would admit it. She is willing to accompany him through the last part of his life. But this King Jing was so entangled that Anyang didn't know how to face his lover.

She walked out of the dormitory with a sad face, and Dongfang Ran was standing under the porch and looking up at the sky. Looking at it like that, it seems to be preoccupied.

On the way back, An Yang suddenly spoke: "Dongfang Ran, if I can't take off this princess's hat, do you care?" Although Dongfang Ran has never confessed in person, An Yang knows it in his heart. Some things really just fall into place.

Dongfang Ran closed his eyes slightly, exhaled a long breath, and calmed his surging heart: "An An, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you too long a future." I'm really scared! ”

He gently took An Yang's hand and put it to his heart, his expression was sad, and his voice was depressed and dull.

"I don't care! I just want you to have me in your heart. Maybe there's something you should tell me about. An Yang looked into his eyes.

"Good! Let's go back first, it's cold outside. Dongfang Ran wrapped Anyang tightly with a big coat, hugged her and flew back to Danyang Garden.

Mingyue saw that the two masters were back, so she hurriedly put the hand warmer into An Yang's arms and pushed the two of them into the inner room.

This Mingyue is really a bold woman, not pretentious at all. An Yang looked at her like this, and all the unhappiness disappeared.

"Hurry up, it's windy outside. After a while coughed again. Mingyue rushed the two of them like a ghost.

As soon as they were about to enter the door, Sima Jun, who was drunk next door, poked his head out of the next room: "The beauty is back!" Hurry up and drink again with the master...... Drink two glasses. Listen to the master sing a paragraph to you. With that, he staggered out and stopped the two of them in their way.

Dongfang Ran naturally didn't think that the "beauty" in his mouth was himself, moved his body and pushed him aside, and pulled An Yang inside.

Sima Jun was pushed by Dongfang Ran, and fell directly to the ground and played drunk: "Woo woo woo!" Beauty pushes me! I've been looking for you for three years. For three whole years, I searched the entire Dajin, but I couldn't find you.

Now that you've finally found it, how did you become a man? Woooooooooooooooo How can I marry you like this? What else do you do with the princess? Woowoo woo ......"

He sat on the ground and played tricks, and the little maid next to him wanted to help him up, but he just lay on the ground and refused to get up.

Dongfang Ran finally understands now. The guy this guy has been chasing is himself. His face flushed, this rabbit cub actually dared to have such a dirty mind about him, what princess?

Dongfang Ran really wanted to turn him into a eunuch with one palm, but looking at his crying pear blossom and rainy face and his cute and intoxicated eyes, his hand full of internal strength couldn't fight it.

An Yang couldn't laugh in Dongfang Ran's arms. Dongfang Ran endured and endured, and finally was amused by the flower peacock and smiled, and took An Yang into the house appointedly, without bothering with him anymore.