"To the outside world, this king was scratched by a wolf."

Xiao Chengye was silent, in broad daylight, where did the wolf come from in this pickaxe capital......

Even if there is a wolf, it is no match for His Highness!

But His Highness spoke, and he had to do it.

……

Shouwang Mansion, Dongliu Temple.

When Shen Miaoyan woke up, it was already dark.

Her eyes slowly focused, and after her consciousness returned, the first thing that came to her mind was not the pain all over her body, but the appearance of her madness in the deserted courtyard of Duanwang's Mansion.

Bloody scenes are all presented in my mind.

Is that girl covered in blood really her?

How did she become like that?

"Thirsty or not?"

A low and indifferent voice sounded, and she slowly rolled her amber eyes, and a man in an ink-colored brocade robe walked towards this side with a cup of tea.

He helped her up and sat her down, bringing the tea to her lips.

She licked the surface of the water, and the water temperature was just right.

Silently drank half a glass of water, she smacked her lips and stopped drinking.

Jun Tianlan put the tea cup on the bedside.

Shen Miaoyan always lowered her eyes, and her hands under the quilt were weakly slumped on the side of her legs.

Yu Guang glanced at the man's brocade robe, she remembered that once the fourth brother was seriously injured, he said that the assassin had harmed him, but she knew that it was a good thing for her to do.

At that time, she didn't have any memories of when she went crazy, but now that she thinks about it, around that time, her appearance was as bloody and cruel as it is today, right?

So ugly......

The intact left hand gripped the futon tightly, tears filled the pupils, and the last drop fell on the brocade quilt.

Jun Tianlan was stunned, took her into his arms, gently touched her head, and said softly: "Is the wound painful?" I asked Su Wen to boil some painkillers, don't cry......"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to help her wipe away her tears.

Shen Miaoyan trembled slightly, shook his head slightly, and said in a dumb voice: "I want to sleep......"

Jun Tianlan carefully helped her to lie down on the quilt, got up and turned off all the lights in the room, and then lifted the quilt and lay in.

The little girl shrunk into the quilt inside, motionless, surprisingly well-behaved.

After a while, he suddenly heard a slight sob.

It was raining outside the window.

Her cry permeated the night rain in late spring, so clear, so painful.

He rolled over and carried her into his bed, and by the dim light he saw her face full of tears.

"Miao Miao ......" wiped her white and tender face with calloused fingertips, and the man's phoenix eyes were filled with pity, "If it hurts, just cry, I will accompany you and accompany you all the time." ”

Shen Miaoyan nestled in his arms, smelling the cold fragrance of mountains and rivers, and cried so much that his face turned red, "Do you dislike me...... I look like that, so ugly...... I don't know what's going on myself, and all of a sudden it's like that, it's all my fault......"

She will never forget what it was like to dig her fingers into Jun Shuying's flesh and blood.

It was so disgusting that she wanted to throw up.

That's what a beast does, but she's a living person!

"It's not your fault, it's my fault, it's my failure to protect you." Jun Tianlan hugged her tightly in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her hair, and rubbed gently, "Miaomiao, don't blame yourself...... Never beat yourself up. ”

Over the years, he has collected a lot of information about the Wei royal family, and knows that from the beginning of their understanding, they will practice how to suppress the murderous instinct in the bloodline.

But his Miaomiao has never been practiced, and it is already remarkable to be able to suppress it to this point and maintain a kind and innocent heart.

Shen Miaoyan's little face was pressed against his chest, and tears wet his clothes: "Will the fourth brother dislike me?" ”

Jun Tianlan smiled, lowered his head and held her face, and gently kissed the tears on her cheeks: "No." ”

He loved her, no matter what she became, from the beginning to the future.

Shen Miaoyan's heart burst out of sweet and sour bubbles, and she arched into his arms squeamishly, like a little white rabbit snuggled in the arms of the big bad wolf, and fell asleep peacefully.

The night rain is not good.

Jun Tianlan hugged her, listened to the murmur outside the window and the even breathing of the little girl in her arms, and lowered her head to sniff the faint fragrance of flowers in her hair.

Her body was very soft, and he hugged her, feeling that he was holding the whole world.

At the same time, the backyard of King Xuan's mansion.

The maid Yuqing picked up the curtain and came in, and saluted Xie Zhao: "Niangniang, the father-in-law in the front yard said that the prince is resting in the study tonight." ”

Xie Zhao was dressed in a red shirt and pants, his black hair was scattered around his waist, and his unpowdered face was particularly beautiful under the lights.

Hearing this, she bowed slightly.

Yuqing helped her lie down, and put down the curtain again: "It's probably because the prince is injured, so he can't come to see Niangniang." Don't worry. ”

Xie Zhao smiled and didn't speak.

In the study in the front yard, Jun Shuying was wrapped in heavy gauze on his upper body and a pair of snow-white silk pants on his lower body, standing indifferently by the window.

The night rain in late spring lingers, the sky is dark, and there is not the slightest light or shadow to be seen.

He was independent for a long time, took a wine cup on the windowsill, and drank most of it with his head up.

Xiao Chengye came in from outside with medicine, and when he saw him drinking, he couldn't help frowning: "The doctor instructed that His Highness should not drink alcohol until he recovers from his injury." ”

As he spoke, he put the medicine on the table and walked over and snatched the wine cup from his hand.

Jun Shuying's face was cold: "Who gave you the guts?" ”

Xiao Chengye lowered his eyes and was silent.

He snorted lightly, walked to the table, and drank the bowl of medicine: "In the daytime, you have seen Xiao Miaomiao's crazy appearance, go and check." Whether it's poison or Qimen Gongfa, this king wants all the information about that madness. ”

Xiao Chengye should claim to be, but he didn't mean to leave, staring at Jun Shuying's back, and saw his long curvacated hair scattered around his waist, and his skin under the light exuded a luster like a fine mutton fat white jade.

Jun Shuying turned around, ignoring his burning gaze, walked to the stepping bed next to him, and calmly took off his silk pants.

Xiao Chengye watched his movements, and soon, all he had left was gauze wrapped around his chest.

Jun Shuying's body is very beautiful, it is a kind of beauty that transcends gender, like the most proud carving of God.

Xiao Chengye's throat rolled, and at this moment, he couldn't take his blazing gaze away.

And all his reactions were taken into the bottom of Jun Shuying's eyes.

A sneer curled into the corner of his gorgeous lips, and he lifted the futon and lay in: "If you dare to look at it again, even if you are the cousin of this king, this king will not mind gouging out your eyes to feed the dogs." ”

Xiao Chengye lowered his eyes and arched his hand: "The matters explained by His Royal Highness will definitely be handled by the ministers." ”

After he left, Jun Shuying stared at the top of the tent embroidered with lotus flowers, and his voice was cold: "From love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from your lover, you will not be afraid of worry." ”

"Xiao Miaomiao, you have dragged me into the mortal world, but you want to leave me."

"This world seems to be bustling, but it is really a lonely place......"

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