After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

Ying Shiyi's mind was so confused that it was not enough. His thoughts followed Lou Jingyu and he actually felt that what his master said made a lot of sense.

His eyes were bright from crying, and his cold temperament was gone. He curled up in Lou Jingyu's arms.

The whole person was wrapped in a small blanket and looked soft.

He looked up at Lou Jingyu, biting his lower lip with his teeth, and no one knew what was going on in his little head.

"Will it always be like this?" he asked suddenly.

Lou Jingyu didn't react for a moment.

"what?"

"Will I always be the only one?"

Lou Jingyu smiled and tapped his brow.

He knew that Ying Shiyi could understand his preference, but he just didn't dare to believe the timeliness of this preference.

He was so unconfident that he was humble. He looked up at Lou Jingyu for a long time and naturally felt that his good fortune to be favored was only temporary and good luck would not always be with him.

"Of course, Eleven, I told you that you and I have the same thoughts. You like me, right?"

Ying eleven nodded and corrected himself: "Master, I love you."

Lou Jingyu felt very relieved after hearing these words.

He naturally knew that Ying Shiyi loved him deeply, both in the past life and this life.

But knowing and hearing are different. This is the first time in Eleven's life that he has spoken such straightforward words to him.

How could he not be happy?

Lovers' whispers always bring infinite joy to people's hearts.

The atmosphere gradually became warm and relaxed.

Lou Jingyu smiled and said, "Eleven, I only like you."

Ying Shiyi's eyes suddenly opened wide, his heart beating violently because of these words, and his brain became clear for a moment in the chaos, as if he wanted to remember these words forever in his heart.

This sentence is so beautiful, Ying Shiyi thought.

He became much more sober.

It is difficult for a believer who is used to looking at God to believe in God's unique preference for him.

He just felt that this was a dream with a time limit.

He had no control over the beginning and end of the dream, which made him even more uneasy.

But fortunately, Lou Jingyu will step down from the altar and use his love day after day to eliminate all of Ying Shiyi's anxieties.

"Master..." he murmured.

Lou Jingyu touched his soft hair and looked at his surprised and delighted expression. Then he suddenly realized that he had never clearly confessed his feelings to Ying Shiyi.

This is my own mistake.

He was too self-righteous and thought that Eleven could understand from his actions that his feelings were as deep as his.

But as the saying goes, actions must be consistent in what you say. Neither can be missing.

If he could tell Ying Shiyi earlier that he loved him just as much, would his Shiyi be less anxious?

Could you possibly be less restless and anxious and depressed these days?

But the past cannot be brought back, and Lou Jingyu can only explain it to him completely now.

"Eleven," he called out.

"I didn't ask you to be with me just because I felt it was new. You see, I have been alone for so many years. I won't pamper and protect someone just for the sake of a new feeling. You also know that I am not that casual, right?"

Ying Shiyi felt that his master was right and nodded.

Lou Jingyu kissed his warm face, "You are the only exception. I want to be with you seriously. You can't say that you are a male concubine in the future."

Lou Jingyu gently rocked the person in his arms and reasoned with him.

"Look, am I the one who feeds you? Am I the one who covers you with the quilt every night? I warm your bed and hands every day, right? If I just wanted a pet to entertain me, why would I be so nice to him?"

With Lou Jingyu's personality, it's hard for him to be more patient with others, let alone take care of others.

"But I treated you like this, right? It's because I truly love you, just like you love me, so you take me to heart, and I do the same."

"That's why I want to cherish you, protect you and take care of you. I didn't know how to do these things before. It was only after I met you that I wanted to learn how to take care of someone."

Lou Jingyu's tone was gentle and soft, like a warm spring breeze, gently blowing away the dark clouds that had been building up in Ying Shiyi's heart for days.

Ying Shiyi was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes again.

Lou Jingyu was so amused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that his eye sockets were really shallow.

If I have to cry all night when I do that in the future, I will cry when it feels good and when it is unbearable...

Rubbing the tip of his thumb against the corner of Ying Shiyi's eye, Lou Jingyu coaxed her, "Don't cry, your eyes will swell like peaches if you keep crying, and you won't be able to open them."

Ying Shiyi nodded. He was tired of crying. He rested his chin on Lou Jingyu's shoulder, silently digesting what Lou Jingyu had just said.

As my emotions gradually calmed down, I felt an itch on my arm and scratched it twice through my sleeve.

Lou Jingyu noticed that he was trying to grab his arm, so he coaxed him to stretch out his hand, rolled up his sleeves and took a look. Sure enough, there were patches of red on his arm.

It's not a rash or swelling, just an unusually red color compared to the fair skin, and there are blood spots left from being scratched.

Lou Jingyu couldn't help but frown when he saw it.

Everyone has their own expertise, and he didn't know what was going on. He could only wait for Duan Chun to come back.

But just in case, he still held Ying Shiyi's hand and coaxed him not to scratch it, lest he get it scratched.

Fortunately, Duan Chunhui arrived soon.

He ran out of breath all the way and felt that he had not had much rest since last night.

Didn’t we just come to Canglan Palace last night? What happened today?

When Qingfeng went to call him, he had just finished making the hawthorn pills and was thinking of sending them over. But when he heard that Ying Shiyi was not feeling well, he was startled.

He hurriedly called the medicine boy, picked up the medicine box and ran here.

You have to know that Ying Shiyi is Lou Jingyu's treasure. It would be terrible if something happened to him.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Duan Chunhui wiped the sweat from his forehead, drank the bowl of tea handed to him by Mingyue, swallowed it and asked.

Lou Jingyu described the symptoms again and rolled up Ying Shiyi's sleeves to show him.

"I still have a fever and feel a little confused."

Duan Chunhui did not dare to delay and quickly took the man's pulse.

After checking his pulse and asking a few more questions, he thought for a while before asking, "This isn't a cold or fever. What did he eat this morning?"

Mingyue immediately replied: "My Lord has a poor appetite today, so he only had a bowl of yam and lean meat porridge."

Duan Chunhui understood it now. He had just guessed that it was an allergy, and it was probably this bowl of porridge that caused the problem.

"Is Ying Shiyi allergic to yams?"

Ying Shiyi was slow to react. His eyes were always following Lou Jingyu. When he heard the question, he said "hmm" in confusion.

Lou Jingyu shook his hand and lowered his head to repeat: "Is Eleven allergic to yam?"

Ying Shiyi thought about it for a while, this time he understood and nodded.

"Ah."