After he said this, Ying Shiyi finally realized what he had just said.

I just told Yingjiu that I can't be the jealous person, but these words sounded full of jealousy.

Although he did not mean it that way, there was more sadness than bitterness in this sentence and he did not mean it that way, but how could he say this to his master?

How can a person of my status dare to compete with my master like this? I have lost my sense of propriety after being spoiled by my master for so long.

He was annoyed and knelt down as soon as he realized what was happening.

"eleven!"

Lou Jingyu was so frightened that his voice became a little higher. He quickly grabbed the person into his arms before his knees hit the ground, and held his waist to prevent him from moving.

"What is this!"

Lou Jingyu hadn't seen Ying Shiyi kneeling down with such determination for a long time, and his heart ached.

"I spoke without knowing the limits. I beg you to forgive me, Master."

Ying Shiyi was a little flustered. He clutched the corner of his clothes tightly and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Lou Jingyu.

"Eleven, look at me."

Lou Jingyu called him, noticing Eleven's hesitation and entanglement.

Seeing that Ying Shiyi didn't respond, he called out again, "Shiyi, look up."

Ying Shiyi then raised his head, pursed his lips, and his face was full of anxiety.

"Eleven, what you said just now was wrong, but it's not a matter of propriety. There will be no other women around me, only you."

Lou Jingyu explained: "I told you before, you are enough for me."

But after saying this, Ying Shiyi's expression didn't improve much.

Instead, I became more frightened.

"Master, how can this be possible?"

Ying Shiyi bit her lip and refuted Lou Jingyu for the first time.

"Why not?" Lou Jingyu pressed his shoulder, frowning slightly, his phoenix eyes hiding heartache.

He blamed himself very much, for not knowing that Ying Shiyi was thinking this way.

"The master will get married in the future!" Ying Shiyi said. This is the normal way.

I am just a passer-by in my master's life.

He was lucky to be able to stay with his master for a while.

He didn't dare ask for more.

Lou Jingyu's expression changed and his eyes were fixed on Ying Shiyi's face.

The boy in front of me was clearly biting his lower lip tightly, and there was obvious reluctance in his eyes. The expression on his face when he said this probably showed a sadness that he himself was not even aware of, but he still said such words.

What a mismatch.

"Eleven, you never believed anything I told you."

Lou Jingyu sighed, not knowing how to persuade him for a moment.

He thought that as time went by, his Eleven would gradually trust his heart, but he didn't expect that Eleven had so many things on his mind.

He didn't know what to do...

Ying Shiyi didn't dare to refute him when he heard what he said, after all, that's what he thought.

I want to believe it, but I dare not believe it.

Extremely contradictory.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment, and the two people looked at each other, their minds turning over and over.

Until the raindrops fell one by one, landing on the ground and forming a large water stain.

Lou Jingyu sighed, forcefully grabbed Ying Shiyi's waist, and lifted him up sideways by his knees.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

Lou Jingyu's tone was unclear, his eyes were deep, and he was indeed a little angry, but it was towards himself.

Ying Shiyi didn't know what he was thinking and thought that his master was angry with him, so he just huddled obediently in Lou Jingyu's arms and didn't dare to struggle.

His mind is a tangled web that cannot be untangled.

----

Arriving at Canglan Palace, ignoring the gazes of the servants, Lou Jingyu placed the person directly on the bed.

Because there were still a few drops of rain on him along the way, Lou Jingyu first untied the waist belt of Ying Shiyi's outer robe and took it off, then stuffed him into the quilt.

Ying Shiyi didn't dare to move and just let him do what he wanted.

After doing all this, Lou Jingyu sat on the edge of the bed, but he didn't notice that his clothes were also quite wet.

"Master, your clothes are wet too." Ying Shiyi said cautiously, afraid that he would catch a cold.

Lou Jingyu didn't care at all and looked at him, as if he wanted to have a good talk with him.

"I'm in good health, don't worry about it."

"But Master——"

"Let's talk business first."

Ying Eleven lowered his head again and said, "I obey your command."

Seeing his pitiful little appearance, Lou Jingyu's heart softened instantly, and he could only force himself to harden his heart.

"Eleven, you have been worried these days. Are you thinking about these things?"

Ying Shiyi raised his head with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that Lou Jingyu knew about this.

He obviously covered it up well.

"Master, how did you know?"

Lou Jingyu held his hand, his expression relaxed a little, but he smiled without saying anything.

He remembered all of Eleven's little expressions, so how could he not see that he was worried?

His Eleven was like a clam, tightly closed on normal days, but as long as Lou Jingyu knocked on it, it would tremble and open, giving him the polished pearl.

My heart is like an ice field, but a flower blooms just for Lou Jingyu.

How could such a person completely hide his or her heart in front of Lou Jingyu?

"Just tell me yes or no." Lou Jingyu asked patiently.

Ying Shiyi had no choice but to nod: "I admit my guilt."

This is recognition.

Lou Jingyu rubbed his forehead with his free hand. He understood that Ying Shiyi's anxiety would take time to dissipate, but he couldn't just watch him torture himself.

For a moment, I felt at a loss.

His Eleven is a sensitive child and he needs to be treated with care.

Sitting a little further into the bed, Lou Jingyu held the person and the quilt in his arms.

"Eleven, if you have any concerns, please tell me. Don't be so stubborn. It hurts me too."

"I told you that I will only have you. I will never break my promise. You can try to believe me."

"There will be no one else between us."

……

He said a lot slowly, and finally made Ying Shiyi look up at him.

Ying Shiyi grabbed the quilt, blinked, and his eyelashes fluttered before finally drooping as he moved.

"But, I am just a shadow guard, not worthy of my master."

Inferiority complex is a disease that is engraved in the bones. It takes years to form and takes years to cure.

Especially in front of the person you love deeply.

Many years ago, Lou Jingyu brought him away from the hellish place of suffering like a god. From that moment on, in Ying Shiyi's world, Lou Jingyu was high above, while he himself was low in the dust.

It cannot be changed overnight.

Ying Shiyi climbed out of his arms and knelt on the bed, her ponytail loose and her fine hair hanging on her chest.

"I don't want to delay the master. It's enough for me to be lucky enough to stay with the master. I dare not ask for more. How can the master not marry and have children? The Chiyang Sect needs a mistress and an heir. If you don't marry, what will the Chiyang Sect do in the future?"

Lou Jingyu was stunned, loosened his hands and pulled them into his wide robe sleeves, tightly grasping the fabric.

He never knew that at the young age of eleven he could think so much.

Marry a wife? Have children?

Why is Eleven so magnanimous? Has he ever thought about his own fate?

Lou Jingyu was so angry at what he said that he almost wanted to laugh.

"What about you? Eleven, have you ever thought about what to do with yourself?"

These words also revealed the pain that troubled Ying Shiyi. Now that Lou Jingyu asked this question, he felt even more sad.

The head hung even lower.

"I won't get in the way, as long as the master is well."

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