Doctor Li bandaged Ouyang Shaoxuan under pressure, but he didn't leave in a hurry, but stood in place and hesitated.

"Lord Wang, as a doctor, I have something to say. Please also ask the prince to forgive his sins! Doctor Li knelt down, and his righteous look made Yang Xi happy

What the hell is he going to say?

"Say it!" Ouyang Shaoxuan's voice did not show any displeasure, which gave Dr. Li a little courage.

"Lord Wang, the injuries on your and Miss Yang's bodies are not healed yet, please take care of your bodies and don't have sex for the time being, so as not to crack the wound again and damage the roots!"

Dr. Li is straightforward, but this is his duty as a doctor.

"Lord Wang and Miss Yang bear with me for the time being, and when the injury is healed, then..."

"That's enough, you get out!" Ouyang Shaoxuan seemed calm on his face, but who knew about the madness in his heart?

Yang Xile was no better, she directly covered her head with a quilt.

She has no face.

Let's just say that the look in Doctor Liu's eyes just now was weird, and he dared to misunderstand her. But should she explain?

If you explain, it's too strange, and it feels like there are no silver three hundred taels here.

"Lord Wang, remember the words below, don't lose the big because of the small." After Dr. Li finished the last sentence, he walked away, leaving Ouyang Shaoxuan, who had not yet put on his clothes, and Yang Xile, who hid in the quilt and refused to come out.

Ouyang Shaoxuan pulled Yang Xile's quilt, "Don't you feel bored?" Come out, they're all gone. ”

Yang Xile refused to let go, because the person she didn't want to face the last thing she wanted to face now was Ouyang Shaoxuan. She wants face! After all, she was the one who pounced on him first!

"It's not stuffy, it's not stuffy, I feel good." Yang Xile's voice came from inside the quilt, and it sounded like an urn, which was very funny.

"I'm cold and injured, are you going to occupy the quilt alone?"

When Yang Xile heard this, he secretly opened the quilt a little crack and glanced at him secretly.

The late autumn night was indeed very cold, he had not yet put on his clothes, and the wounds on his body had only been bandaged.

Yang Xile hurriedly moved his body to the inside of the bed, his face was mostly covered by the quilt, and only a pair of bright eyes were revealed.

Seeing her wriggling like a worm, Ouyang Shaoxuan felt very funny.

He slowly lay down beside Yang Xile and covered the quilt.

"Le'er, rest, it's late." He wanted to take her into his arms as he always did. However, both of them are sick and can't move easily.

"I'm scared, what if I fall asleep and have nightmares?"

She had forgotten her fear from the episode, but now she thought about what she would do if she fell asleep and dreamed of something terrible.

"Ouyang Shaoxuan, let's talk about it." Yang Xile yawned profusely, looking very tired.

"Well, why don't I tell you a story!" His voice was very low, but Yang Xile could hear it, and he seemed to be in a heavy mood at the moment.

Why is that?

"Well, listen up."

The scene at this time made her think of Yang Mingrui. When she was a child, if she dreamed of her mother, she would get up at night crying and crying for her mother, Yang Mingrui would stay by her side and tell her stories until she fell asleep again.

Yang Xile thought to herself: Dad, where are you and how are you doing?

Yang Xile looked at Ouyang Shaoxuan, and his heart rippled. This man was the first man besides his father to say that he wanted to tell him a story.

Yang Xile's eyes were a little red, and he waited quietly.

Ouyang Shaoxuan's voice sounded calmly, the story is like this:

A long time ago, there was a little boy born into the royal family. He has a father who loves him very much, and a beautiful and gentle mother. He felt that he was the happiest and happiest person in the world.

But all this changed after the appearance of a woman. His father no longer loved him, and he didn't go to see his mother. The little boy's mother also became ill and depressed.

Fortunately, the woman still left the little boy's father after that, but the little boy's father has changed and has become very strange.

He would often ask the boy to do something very cruel. Sometimes he was asked to kill some animals, even one of the boys' favorite parrots. You know, the parrot was a gift from his father for his fifth birthday, and he liked it very much. The parrot could talk a lot, and the little boy regarded it as a good friend and even family member.

Of course, the boy was reluctant to kill the parrot, but his father laughed at his woman's kindness and embarrassment.

In front of the little boy, his father broke the parrot's neck with his own hands.

Don't think he's letting the little boy go like that! When the boy was nine years old, his father threw a living man in front of the boy and told him that he had to kill her.

It was a woman, who looked like she was twenty-five or sixteen, covered in blood, as if she had just been tortured.

The little boy was frightened, and he begged his father not to do this, he didn't want to kill.

His father, the Emperor, told him that today was either him or the woman was dead, and told him to make his own choice.

When the woman heard this, she didn't know where the evil energy came from, and she was dying, but she suddenly got up and rushed towards him.

She pressed the little boy to the ground, her face hideous, and she used all her strength to choke the boy's neck.

After all, the little boy was only nine years old, and he instantly felt that it was difficult to breathe. He looked at his father, but his father looked at him with disdain. At this time, the little boy had no doubt that his father really didn't care whether he lived or died.

The boy struggled to pull a dagger out of his boot and stabbed the woman in the heart.

Blood was dripping down on his body, and he was terrified, he just didn't want to die, he didn't really want to kill her.

When the woman died, the father not only did not care whether he was injured or not, but said: "Remember, to be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself." ”

However, the woman was not the enemy of the little boy, he did not even know her.

From that night, the little boy always dreamed that the woman came to him to ask for his life, and he couldn't sleep at night and couldn't sleep.

It was a very dark time for the little boy.

In the end, the mother found a little brother for the little boy to be a guard. His martial arts are so strong that he said he could drive the woman away.

From then on, the little boy really didn't dream of the woman again.

The saddest thing is that as the boy grows up, he has become insensitive, and he has become insensitive.

Yang Xile listened to Ouyang Shaoxuan's calm narration, and unconsciously burst into tears.

"That little boy is you, isn't it?"

Ouyang Shaoxuan looked at her tears, frowned slightly, and wiped away her tears.

"Le'er, I just wanted to tell you that it really wasn't your fault that you killed that man in black. The little boy finally came out of his fear, although it was difficult, but I believe that you can also do it, and I will accompany you to come out. ”

Yang Xile knew that the little boy in his mouth was himself.

At that time, Ouyang Shaoxuan was only nine years old, and he was forced by his father to kill someone. She didn't dare to imagine the scene at that time, she only felt that such a father was simply a devil.

I feel sorry for him!

Ouyang Shaoxuan looked at Yang Xile's eyes and knew what she thought.

"It's all over, go to sleep, I'll always be by your side. If you have a nightmare, I'll wake you up, don't worry. ”

When Yang Xile heard his assurance, he obediently closed his eyes.

But her heart couldn't calm down for a long time, thinking to herself what kind of environment did Ouyang Shaoxuan grow up in? And that guard, is it Sheng Yun?

Thinking of this, she opened her eyes and said curiously: "The little brother guard in your mouth can't be Sheng Yun, right?" ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan nodded almost invisibly.

Yang Xile usually felt that his relationship with Sheng Yun was too close, and it turned out that there was still this relationship in it. Yang Xile thought to himself, shouldn't they be good friends!

Ouyang Shaoxuan saw that Yang Xile's expression was very subtle, and he didn't know what picture he was making up in his mind. He reached out and slapped her on the forehead and said, "Don't think about it, sleep!" ”

Yang Xile rubbed his forehead in pain, and had to obediently close his eyes and sleep.

That night, she didn't have any more nightmares and slept peacefully.

When she woke up the next day, she found that Ouyang Shaoxuan was still by her side. But think about it, his injuries could have been able to walk around, but who knew that it cracked again yesterday.

It's okay now, and I'm going to raise it honestly for a while.

When they got up, it was already past the usual breakfast time, and everyone was surprised that the prince, who usually lived a very regular life, was actually lazy.

The two had breakfast and both leaned on the bed and read.

Yang Xile read a book about the love story of a scholar and a young lady. Although the text is very different from the current vernacular, she also reads it with relish.

Ouyang Shaoxuan was reading a book on history, and Yang Xile didn't understand, what was there to see about such a boring book.

However, she still likes the time with Ouyang Shaoxuan so quietly, and she has a feeling that the years are quiet.

It's strange to say, it's been so long since the Men in Black incident, why didn't she have nightmares sooner or later, but it was last night.

Think last night was no different from usual!

If there was any difference, it was that Ouyang Shaoxuan was just not by her side.

Yang Xile thought to himself: No, I'm already so dependent on him?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Ouyang Shaoxuan.

He was reading a book at this time, and he was fascinated. The morning sun was shining through the window, and a mischievous beam of sunlight was shining on the side of his face. Healthy!

Yang Xile's heart beat faster, and he felt in his heart that Ouyang Shaoxuan was really a demon. As long as there is space for him, it will be beautiful like a painting anytime and anywhere.

Ouyang Shaoxuan flipped the pages of the book and didn't look at Yang Xile, "I allow you to look at me openly, don't be so sneaky!" ”

Yang Xile forced himself to look away: "You didn't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?" ”

Ouyang Shaoxuan looked at her and didn't feel funny.

He didn't bother and continued to read his book.