Zhiyu Building of the Royal Palace

The hazy moonlight, the mantis moaned at night.

In the second half of the night, when the vigil is the easiest to relax, a delicate black shadow moves quickly on the roof ridge of the courtyard, with neat footsteps, silently touching the tiles, and quietly staying in the corridor on the second floor of the Zhiyu Building.

Zou Qin, who slept on the chaise longue downstairs and kept vigil, pretended to be dreaming, scratched his head and turned his back silently, and shouted frantically in his heart: Go in!

Who said that the little sister-in-law doesn't care about the elder brother! Isn't this coming?

After a cup of tea, Zou Qin noticed that the person was still hesitating outside the door, and then turned back to the ground with his long arms hanging to the ground, and whispered: "Little sister-in-law, don't go....."

Yan Jiao, who was obviously frightened by this shout, slipped into the bedroom without the key.

The air was filled with the light scent of medicine, and the chest of the man on the bed rose and fell steadily.

Can this man fall asleep without the key?

Although Zou Qin is guarding outside, it doesn't conform to his usual sleeping habits, and he can sleep without the key?

Just as he was hesitating whether to turn around and leave, he heard the sound of an outer lock falling outside.

"...... these little men, she has demolished the main hall, and she still mind tearing down one more door?"

Zou Qin pleaded pitifully outside the door: "Little sister-in-law, senior brother finally fell asleep, you can accompany me more, I have something to say!" ”

Just as she was holding the doorknob and thinking about whether to go out, there was a painful cry from the man on the couch who didn't know whether it was true or not, and she didn't have the heart to go to the inner room after all.

When he got closer, he found that Ling Lengzhu's aura was permeating him, and it looked like a real injury.

The halo yellow palace lamp reflected on the pale and bloodless cheeks, and the beard grew indiscriminately, adding vicissitudes to him.

This man is too ......

Excessive! She's not there, and the façade is gone!

In order to teach her to be skillful, he trained her with Hu Ying, and he curled her hair every day, and changed her to shave her face every day.

At first, he was really enjoying the wind blade shaving, but if he didn't do it well, his neck and head would be separated!

Without worry, he held her hand and shaved it one by one with the bronze mirror, enjoying the horror of her heart that would become a murderer at any time.

Cheng Yun told her indifferently: "I want to be the one, the person you want to protect." ”

Not the only one, not the one who wants to protect the most, the simple, wants to protect, and is willing to protect.

He understands her mind too well, there are many people to take into account, and it is impossible to leave the past behind, but only move forward with a heavy load.

That's what she is.

And step by step, she is working hard to lay the groundwork to make these sweet burdens within reach.

After Cheng Yun shaved off her sideburns a few times and secreted bloodshot from her neck a few times, she learned to master the Seven Wind Heart-Breaking Method.

She also wanted to protect him, but she still hurt him out of anger.

After Wan Er smiled, she began to clean up her beard, and she had to work harder to restrain her temper!

Anger cannot change the facts in front of you, and it produces wrong judgments, but instead harms those around you.

A man who needs to sleep with the help of Ling Lengzhu lying on the bed is the best vigilance!

She took a cloth to clean her face, and was about to get up and leave, the man who should have been asleep, his long arms had been wrapped around his waist at some point, and the man's hoarse voice was overjoyed.

"It's my turn." He struggled to get up with his chest on his chest, and lay on his elbows only to find that it was dark, thinking that she had gone to bed in the middle of the night, and his heart was always restless, always thinking that only he would do this.

Yan Ji was angry and pushed the person back to the bed, and half-ordered: "What should I do, go to sleep quickly." ”

It's not dawn and you want to curl your hair?

I understand why he can't stop laughing, and he is even more annoyed and angry!

The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep, and she didn't know where she got the courage, so she left her aunt and came.

"I can't sleep well." He touched the cold, empty bed meaningfully.

"Then you have to sleep, too." Yan Jiao took the bedside quilt and covered it for him.

"Stay with me." He spoke like a child.

How can I take him?

If she broke into the palace in the middle of the night, no one stopped her, and she was sent to lock the door.

He took the initiative to remove her night clothes and coverings, and the long-lost hair fragrance broke the prohibition and fell beside him.

Without her own fragrance company, the long night is difficult.

It was hard to imagine that he had become accustomed to this, and seeing that she did not respond, the big palm on his waist had lost the night clothes belt at some point, and it was not long before only armor and underwear remained.

Suddenly, Yan Jiao had been pressed down on the inside of the bed, and his sore spot flashed perfectly.

"Angry?" Cheng Yun found a way to hug her in the least painful way.

said that there was no overnight gas, but I still looked forward to it for three days!

"More angry." Yan Jiao snorted coldly.

Half a minute away, he asked, "Why?" ”

"You don't take care of yourself." Yan Jiao touched the obviously light bruises under his eyes.

"You don't keep your promise first, but blame me for not cherishing myself later." Cheng Yun was full of grievances and kissed his hand, lowered his voice and said, "I said that I won't quarrel overnight, how long have I been drying." ”

"......" is her mistake again?

She's really running tonight! The group outside didn't know what to think of her!

"They sent Xi'er to find you, naturally they knew that you would definitely come, and they gambled on this piece of sincerity!" Cheng Yun grabbed his slender hand and pressed it to his chest.

"Is it really broken again?" Yan Jiao didn't know whether to cover it or not, and refused.

"It's true that old injuries have recurred." Cheng Yun smiled bitterly.

Her palm landed on the ribs that had been broken twice, but fortunately, there was luck to offset part of the palm strength for A.

"So what is fake?" Yan Ji didn't wait for him to respond, and untied his underwear.

In the faint light, the texture is distinct, and the chest is printed with blue and purple slender palm prints.

She obviously took the strength.....

Self-blame came all over the sky to cover up Yan Jiao.

The convergence under the anger still hurts!

"Impulsiveness is the capital of youth, don't regret what you did, make up for the way you came, and let mistakes become the cornerstone."

In wartime, there are always many last resorts, and the army is behind, so we can only keep moving forward and look for better considerations.

When sacrifice is inevitable, we can only keep moving forward without forgetting the original intention.

After speaking, Cheng Yun looked at the little woman who blamed herself, pondered for a moment and said, "You will compensate me, right?" ”

Is this repaying grievances with virtue?

She couldn't help but laugh and look at the eye-catching scars, and covered her slender hand to heal him with Luan Fengling, can she still think of compensating for the injury like this?

It is not denied that what he said is very similar to her philosophy.

Feeling that he refused to heal her wounds, she pretended to be puzzled, frowned and asked, "Didn't you let me heal?" ”

"Okay fast, good slow, it doesn't matter to me." He hugged Yan Jiao and said shyly, "You have untied my clothes, you have seen it, you are responsible for me!" ”

"It's like I haven't seen it!" The corners of Yan Jiao's mouth twitched.

"I volunteered, you took it off with your own hands, it's different!" Cheng Yun's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a smile loomed on his cheeks.

"How is it different?" She looked hesitantly at the man in front of her.

What big move does this man want to put on again?

"I'm responsible for you, you're responsible for me, how can it be the same?" Cheng Yun buried himself in her chest, through the cold armor, and said in a curve, "I'm your person!" ”

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