When Shangguan Ye woke up, the first thing he did was not to check himself, but to turn his head sideways, and his gaze was extremely precise to lock on to the only person in the room, Murong Qiufeng.

It was a habit that had accumulated over the years, and if it weren't for the medicine on the wound that kept him from holding on, he would not have been able to hold his life in the hands of a stranger.

Fortunately, this person did not do anything unfavorable.

In fact, he was not completely unconscious after that, he had already woken up when the man bandaged him, but he never showed it, just wanted to see what this man wanted to do, but he didn't think that he really took care of him, which couldn't help but surprise him a little.

What he did at that time, but it almost killed him, I believe that as long as he is not a fool, he can see it, but he did not retaliate, or even save him? Why is that? Or did he recognize his identity and have a plan? Or, was it an undercover agent sent by those people?

Questions flashed through my mind, and there was silence in the room.

Shangguan Ye thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of a clue, so he had to observe Murong Qiufeng, perhaps to facilitate the care, the oil lamp was not extinguished, but the dim light spread out from the table, just shining on him, but it was backlit, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Shangguan Ye simply closed his eyes and continued to rest.

When the sky was bright, Murong Qiufeng opened his eyes on time, this was already his habit, this time was originally his time to practice swords, but now it is not in the mountains, and there is no need to.

Seeing that it was still early, he stood up, walked to the side of the bed, reached out to probe Shangguan Ye is forehead, and put two fingers on his pulse, and finally reached out to untie the gauze on his chest, carefully changed the medicine, his movements were very light, and he grasped the strength well, intending to pick up his shoulders and let him sit up and wrap the gauze.

But he suddenly paused, withdrew his hand, straightened up, and said lightly, "Since you're awake, sit up by yourself." ”

Shangguan Ye opened his eyes, and he was not embarrassed to find himself pretending to be asleep, and his expression could not be seen under the cover of the mask, but a pair of sharp eyes were with a cold chill.

It's just that when he opened his eyes and saw the man next to the bed clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

The man is dressed in a plain white robe, without too much decoration, but it gives people a feeling of freshness and softness like Mu Liuyang's wind, and his beautiful appearance is plated with a faint light in the early morning light that shines in from the window, making him look even more handsome and fairy, not stained with dust.

The heart, which did not come, jumped a little more.

Shangguan Ye is a real broken sleeve, but not many people know about this fact, not even his imperial brother, over the years, he has secretly raised a lot of sons, but there has never been a single one that makes him palpitate at first sight.

But he knew better that this man was not the person inside, and his eyes were as clear as water, which made him feel that just thinking about it was blaspheming him, but at the same time, he wanted to pull him down and dye him black together.

Murong Qiufeng saw that he had been looking at him, his eyes were very weird, and he frowned slightly.

Seeing the small wrinkles on the white eyebrows, Shangguan Ye woke up like a dream, and immediately withdrew his gaze, his expression was as usual, cold as a sting, supporting his arms, slowly sat up, and naturally spread his hands, as if waiting for the king of the early dynasty to change his clothes, everything was natural to make Murong Qiufeng want to throw off his sleeves and leave directly.

But he doesn't have such a small bearing, if that's the case, it's too ungentlemanly, so he can only say a word, take the gauze, and slowly wrap it up.

Although he was not angry in his heart, his movements were still gentle and careful.

Shangguan Ye felt this closeness and softness, and even rose up a little bit of enjoyment of tranquility, although he had a lot of bed companions, but he would never let them do anything on him, every time he just needed to vent his desires and leave, it was the first time that a man was really so close and touched himself without the slightest defense.

If this person is really sent from there, then ...... At this moment, an extremely cruel thought crossed his mind.

"Alright." Murong Qiufeng didn't know what he was thinking, wrapped the gauze, stopped looking at him, turned around and walked back to the table, and put down the medicine bottle, "This is the medicine for the wound, once a day, just heal, this is the clothes, your clothes can no longer be worn, I can't find clothes with better fabrics here for the time being, I can only bother you to wear my clothes, you can also wait here for your people to come, I paid the rent for two days." ”

As he spoke, he cleaned up the things on the table, this person knew at a glance that he must have an identity background, he didn't need to worry about anything, and now his injuries were fine, as long as he was no longer unlucky enough to run into a siege, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

"You, want to go?" Shangguan Ye frowned unconsciously, looking at his side face, he hadn't looked here since he left the bedside, he was really so unsightly?

Murong Qiufeng turned his head to look at the sky, and secretly thought about it, if he leaves now, he should be able to arrive in Lucheng at noon, the little girl must be in a hurry, and nodded lightly, "Hmm." ”

"I don't know what to call the son, today's grace should be remembered in my mind."

"When we meet in Pingshui, I haven't thought about any pictures, just a gesture, and there are important things to do, so don't say goodbye." As he spoke, he turned around and went out without any hesitation.

There is indeed no need to be nostalgic, for him, repaying his grievances with virtue for one night is already the end of benevolence. Besides, he said he owed him.

Shangguan Ye looked at his dashing back as he left, but suddenly evoked a slightly evil smile, which was completely different from his previous cold temperament.

Not long after Murong Qiufeng left, suddenly two black-clothed people came in the room, kneeling down with Shangguan Ye at the same time.

Shangguan Ye didn't seem to be surprised, he just got up lightly, walked to the table, and reached out to take the neat and clean white clothes stacked on the table, which were obviously the same as the clothes on that person, white as snow.

The cold and silky feeling of the tentacles made his eyes soften a little unconsciously.

Just like that, no one else took off the other clothes on his body, changed into clothes, and after taking care of it, he turned to look at the man in black who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, and his voice was cold, "How?" ”

"Back to the prince, the secret letter has reached the emperor's hands, and all the people of yesterday were killed, and no one survived."

"Hmm." Shangguan Ye responded indifferently, his fingers lightly tapped on the table, and he spoke again, "Go and check this person just now, this king wants to know the exact information." ”

"Yes."

Do you meet in the water? Hehe, since we meet, it is fate, and fate gathers and disperses, and it is not up to you to have the final say.

The deep dark eyes radiated a dark glow, full of hunting brilliance.

If Murong Qiufeng knew that today's kindness would provoke such a fierce beast...... He will not see death without saving, the teacher's teaching, has become his concept for many years, how to abandon it, can only say, the evil fate is like this, no one is to blame.