The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

Byrne's room at this time.

"The police have already evacuated, and there is no embarrassment for Shen Tianyu and the others." Jonah reported to Byrne.

Byrne, who was leaning against the bed and smoking a cigarette, kept looking out the window at the night without speaking.

Jonah looked at Byrne hesitating to speak, and said after a long time, "You have been smoking a little bit recently, which is not good for your health."

"No one will feel bad anyway."

Byrne's voice was cold, and he slowly exhaled smoke.

Jonah felt a little uncomfortable. He and the knights were both worried, but Byrne didn't want their worries.

"Give the chief a gift."

Byrne ordered, his voice didn't fluctuate, and he kept looking out the window.

"Yes."

Jonah understood that it was a hush money, and told the people over there not to tell about his protection of Shen Tianyu Hotel, obviously guarding against the queen.

"Then you should rest early."

Jonah nodded and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Byrne kept leaning against the head of the bed, puffing out a cigarette, and didn't move much.

I don't know how long it took, he smoked one cigarette after another, until he finished smoking half a pack of cigarettes before getting out of bed and going to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Byrne bandaged the wound on his calf himself.

It probably hurt too much, so he took out the foreign wine and poured it into his mouth.

In the middle of drinking too fast, Byrne coughed several times, which sounded painful.

"Are you all right, Lord Byrne?"

The knight outside the door knocked worriedly and asked.

Byrne didn't answer, and kept drinking with his head up.

The knight outside the door was a little anxious, but no one dared to open the door to check.

Just when they were about to call Jonah to ask Jonah to come back, Byrne suddenly opened the door and walked past them with a bottle of foreign wine.

"Master Byrne, your foot is still injured."

The knight followed Byrne nervously, wanting to help but dare not.

Byrne didn't speak, and kept walking up the luxurious and wide aisle. He was obviously injured, but he walked as if nothing happened, but he could see that he was enduring the pain in the wound by holding the foreign wine tightly. .

It would be great if Mr. Shen Yu was here, at least he could be knocked out and sent back to the room.

The knight scratching his head frantically thought so in his heart, but Shen Yu and Seide went out, saying that they were going to deal with Seide's mother and concubine, and they hadn't come back after dark.

"Master Byrne, let's go back to your room! Your injury needs rest."

The following knight tried to persuade him again, but Byrne ignored him and walked to Da Siyu's room on his own.

Finally, he endured the pain and came to the door of Dasi's royal room, his face looked a little pale.

"Hello, Lord Byrne."

The knight standing at the door of Dasi's royal room immediately nodded in greeting.

Byrne still ignored him, opened the door of Da Si Yu's room and entered, and closed the door lightly.

The lights in the room were not turned on, but Byrne still saw Da Siyu sleeping on the bed through the moonlight.

He pulled up a chair and walked towards the big bed, put it on the side of the bed and sat down, just looked at Da Siyu on the bed with his back to him, raised his head and poured the foreign wine into his mouth, the spicy feeling followed The throat flowed into the intestinal tract, making him uncomfortable, but he kept moving.

Da Siyu opened his eyes and looked at the floor quietly. The reflection of the window was stretched very long by the moonlight, covering the entire floor like this.

When the knight greeted Byrne, Da Siyu woke up, so he was not surprised.

He didn't speak, just listening to Byrne pouring wine into his mouth behind him, his eyes moved.

Byrne wiped his mouth, put the foreign wine on the bedside table, leaned on the chair and looked up at the ceiling, motionless.

I don't know if he didn't sleep well, but his eyes were darkened, and he looked a little embarrassed.

After an unknown amount of time, Byrne opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out the cigarette and lighter inside, and started smoking again, leaning back on the chair with a little dejection and throwing his head back.

Although Da Siyu turned his back to Byrne, he knew exactly what Byrne was doing, but he didn't make a sound.

He quietly saw the reflection of the window on the floor, lying there without speaking, the room was eerily quiet.

"Does your arm hurt?"

Byrne spoke suddenly, as if he knew that Da Siyu had woken up.

Da Siyu didn't look surprised, he was silent for a while, and replied, "Well, it hurts a bit."

This is the first time in 19 years that the two have lived together peacefully, without quarrels, bad words, anger or hatred.

"Would you like a drink?"

Byrne stared at Da Siyu's back and smoked, his voice became a little deeper.

Because from this angle, he could see Da Siyu's figure lying down, with slightly disheveled long hair, thin waist, and long fair legs, just like a work of art, no matter how much money he paid, he couldn't buy it.

"Injury is not for drinking."

With his back to Byrne, Da Siyu spoke lightly.

Byrne sneered, "No one can die."

Da Siyu probably also knew that Byrne would answer like this, and looked very calm.

"You don't drink or smoke, don't you feel bored?"

Bai En, who was puffing out smoke and staring at Da Siyu's back, asked this question, his eyes were always on Da Siyu's stacked long legs, even the calves were so straight that there was no fat, and they were so beautiful that people couldn't look away.

Sensing Byrne's gaze, Da Siyu pulled the quilt aside to cover his body, covering himself up.

Byrne was not angry, just smiled, and said jokingly, "Those who don't know think the Duke has eyes on his back."

Da Siyu didn't answer, and Byrne's eyes seemed to see a hole in him, how could he not notice it.

"It's very late now, you should take a good rest and recuperate."

"worry about me?"

Byrne raised his eyebrows, not happy, and asked quickly.

Da Si Yushou grabbed the quilt subconsciously, he didn't know whether he was worried about Byrne or guilty, but Byrne's injured body after tossing so much would one day cause the root cause of the disease.

"You don't want to protect me, how can you protect me with this broken body?"

Da Siyu's voice was cold and disgusted, but it sounded aggressive.

How could Byrne not be able to hear it, the corners of his mouth deepened.

He took another drag on his cigarette, raised his lips and looked in a good mood, "You accompany me to drink this bottle of wine, and I will go to sleep obediently immediately."

Da Siyu frowned, he just said clearly that he was injured and could not drink.

"It doesn't matter if you don't drink, just sit and watch me drink, and I'll leave after I finish drinking."

Da Siyu frowned again, realizing that Byrne said that on purpose, knowing that he would not agree, he asked him to watch him drink, so that he had no reason to refuse.

"If you don't get up, I'll hold you to sleep." Byrne threatened with a smile.

Da Siyu got up immediately, without hesitation for a second, frowned and looked at Byrne who was sitting by the bed and smoking a cigarette.

Byrne knew that he could succeed, with a thick smile on his lips.

Da Siyu was inexplicably angry, and kept frowning at Byrne.

Byrne smiled and teased Da Siyu, "You're so afraid that I'll sleep with you in your arms, you know that I won't dare to do anything."

Byrne didn't dare, but he couldn't. It's not that he didn't have the guts, but he just didn't want to see Da Siyu cry.

"If the Duke can sit on my lap and have a sip of wine with me, then I can consider smoking this cigarette and leaving."

After Byrne finished speaking, he patted his thigh cheaply, and Da Siyu's brows were wrinkled into a frown. He didn't understand why he was so drunk in the middle of the night.