Ugly Nuer

Cheng Huan nodded, he noticed that Xuanyuan Lin seemed to be in a good mood, a little dazed, but he also became happy, but when he looked up, he saw the blue shadows in his eyes.

Probably because he was only thinking about running on the way here, and he could only see people at night after returning to the palace. He actually realized now that Xuanyuan Lin had lost a lot of weight, and his eyes were bloodshot. Although he was in good spirits, it still made people feel distressed.

In particular, he still refuses to eat well.

Before he left the palace, he had heard that the emperor's spleen and stomach were unwell, and he hadn't had a good meal for a long time, and only after seeing him today did he know it was true.

He was a little afraid that Xuanyuan Lin would not eat it, so he grabbed the spoon to scoop up other things, wishing he could find all the good things on the plate and give them to him.

Xuanyuan Lin grabbed his hand and saw the shadow of the past from him. His feelings for a person are always so straightforward. If he likes himself, he wants to give the best to himself. He never pays attention to the method, so that this The portion is good, all discounted because of the roughness of the method.

Xuanyuan Lin sighed, and thought to himself, fortunately, he is finally smarter now, and he can see his feelings for him from these somewhat rude behaviors.

"I can't eat much, these are enough."

Cheng Huan paused, his eyes fell on the blue shadow in his eyes, hesitating for a moment, he still tentatively raised his hand to touch it lightly.

Xuanyuan Lin closed his eyes, held his hand and placed it on his face: "Cheng Huan, I won't let anyone bully you again, no matter whether it's a palace servant or a courtier, no one can touch you."

Cheng Huan froze for a moment, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears, he looked at Xuanyuan Lin blankly, what did he mean by that?

Xuanyuan Lin let go of his hand at this moment, frowned and ate the contents of the plate, then looked up at him, saw that he was still sitting in a daze, and rubbed his head: "If The current court is not peaceful, so don't leave the Daming Palace."

Cheng Huan nodded subconsciously, and suddenly remembered something, and quickly grabbed Xuanyuan Lin's hand: "Where's my rattle?"

Probably still in Tai Chi Hall.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't care about such a small thing, but he didn't expect Cheng Huan to still think about it: "I'll let someone find it."

Lin Feng made a trip to the Tai Chi Hall and brought back not only the rattle, but also the box of books that Cheng Huan had a headache when he saw them.

He couldn't stand it anymore, walked around the Daming Palace with a rattle, looked here, looked there, leaving once, it seemed like a lifetime ago, it was still the same palace, but he always felt fresh when he looked at it, as if he was coming back for the first time Same here.

After the freshness passed, he suddenly remembered Zhang Jinzhong, who stayed in the Daming Palace all night, but he didn't see anyone.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't let him go out, and he didn't want to run around, so he just sat at the door and looked out, Lin Feng cautiously approached: "Eunuch Cheng, what are you looking for?"

Cheng Huan looked at him, feeling a little familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him before, so he became vigilant, refused to talk to him, closed his mouth and stared outside.

Lin Feng felt that something was wrong. In the past, Cheng Huan didn't pay much attention to people, but that kind of ignorance means he couldn't see you, so he naturally didn't even say a word, unlike now, with obvious vigilance and dodge.

He was curious, but it was not easy to ask, so he sat down beside him.

Cheng Huan turned to look at him, and then looked again, a little disgusted, the door was so big, and he wanted to grab it from him.

He moved to the side, and Lin Feng leaned over again: "Eunuch Cheng, do you want some tea?"

Cheng Huan felt that he was a little annoying, but he seemed harmless, so he shook his head, but still looked outside.

Lin Feng still had errands to do, although he wanted to please Cheng Huan, he didn't dare to delay Xuanyuan Lin's wishes, so he hurried away after sitting for a while.

Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the rattle in a daze for a while, what Xuanyuan Lin said just now popped into his mind, what did he mean?

Cheng Huan knew that he was not smart in the past, but now he couldn't even understand a sentence, which gave him a headache. He thought about it as if he wanted to protect himself, but even if Xuanyuan Lin wanted to say such words, he would not It's not right to tell yourself.

What does that mean?

Cheng Huan scratched his hair, the rattle drum was rattled by him, and his unclear mind became more and more confused. He poked the drum head and asked uncertainly, "Does he like me a little bit?"

He himself thought it was ridiculous, so he laughed foolishly, but felt a little sad in his heart. He really shouldn't miss Xuanyuan Lin, but such things as feelings cannot be controlled by people... It would be fine if he didn't go back to the palace.

He shook the rattle twice sullenly, turned around and entered the inner hall, saw the pen and ink on the table, got excited, grabbed the brush and drew two characters, he didn't know if his writing was right, but he looked a little bit Xuanyuan So the more he looked at it, the more he felt like it. He put down the brush, felt that he had accomplished something extraordinary, smiled with his waist in his hand, and all the depression just now flew away.

"It's not written that way."

Suddenly there was someone behind him, Cheng Huan was terrified, and quickly turned his head to take a look. Xuanyuan Lin didn't know when he came back, and he didn't know how long he stood behind him, Cheng Huan blushed, and quickly drew a ghost Turn over the word to hide it.

But he still can't grasp the amount of ink well, the handwriting has penetrated the paper, even if it is turned over, it can still be seen.

Cheng Huan blushed a bit, turned her head away and pretended she hadn't done anything.

Xuanyuan Lin chuckled, changed to a new piece of paper, wrapped him in his arms, held his hand, and taught him to write the word Xuanyuan stroke by stroke.

Cheng Huan widened his eyes and saw that the disobedient writing brush was in Xuanyuan Lin's hand, and it changed completely. When Xuanyuan Lin finished writing, Cheng Huan couldn't help but grabbed his hand and looked at it. There was nothing special about it. Why? Is the brush so obedient?

Xuanyuan Lin saw him concentrating on lowering his eyes, and suddenly wanted to kiss him.

Before Cheng Huan could see why, he was pressed on the table, and then his eyes went dark, Xuanyuan Lin blocked the sunlight from above his head, and his lips were bitten.

kissed again...

Cheng Huan rolled his eyes and stared at Xuanyuan Lin curiously, what's wrong?He obviously didn't like being touched by him before, and he was beaten up several times even when he was changing clothes. It seems strange these days.

Xuanyuan Lin noticed his inattentiveness, bit him moderately, took a step back and pulled him to stand up: "It's time for lunch."

Cheng Huan was a little surprised, is it already this hour?He probed to look at the sky, and it was indeed noon. He only drew two characters, but it took him all morning.

He felt incredible, Xuanyuan Lin glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and saw the untouched book box: "Don't you like these?"

Cheng Huan's face turned bitter, the things were sent by Xuanyuan Lin, no matter what they were, he was happy in his heart, and naturally he would like them, but he really couldn't understand these things, and he felt confused just by looking at them, and it really couldn't be said to be good.

Seeing that his face was wrinkled, Xuanyuan Lin softened his heart: "I was looking for these things to make you happy. I don't care if I don't like them. I will order people to find other things."

Make him happy?

Cheng Huan was stunned by these words, rubbed his ears in disbelief, subconsciously grabbed Xuanyuan Lin's arm, opened his mouth to ask him if he had heard wrong just now, but his throat seemed to be blocked, He couldn't make a sound for a long time.

He blushed anxiously, Xuanyuan Lin quickly patted him on the back, quite helplessly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Huan coughed violently, but ignoring the pain in his chest, he grabbed Xuanyuan Lin's arm even harder, his knuckles were bone white due to the force and tension, he swallowed, and opened his mouth with trembling lips: "You, what did you just... say?"

Seeing that his body was trembling, Xuanyuan Lin frowned, and quickly supported his shoulder: "Are you feeling unwell? Come, tell the imperial physician."

Cheng Huan became anxious, and shook his head vigorously, wishing to shake his body, his voice trembled: "You said just now, do you miss me happy? Do you care about my mood?"

Xuanyuan Lin paused, and then realized that Cheng Huan's current state was only because he was too excited, he felt relieved, and a little dumbfounded, nodded quickly: "Yes, I... I want you to live by taking you back to the palace Better, let you live a happier life."

Cheng Huan felt his heart tremble suddenly, and his eyes immediately became hot. He raised his arms and hugged Xuanyuan Lin's waist, buried his head on his shoulder, gritted his teeth to restrain the urge to cry, but his body began to tremble. The tears couldn't be restrained, overflowing from the eye sockets, seeping into Xuanyuan Lin's dragon robe drop by drop.

The coolness on his shoulders was so obvious that Xuanyuan Lin froze. He never thought that he could make Cheng Huan cry with a single word. He could still laugh when he was covered in blood from the beating...

The tears pierced his heart one by one like an awl, and Xuanyuan Lin's body trembled in pain, and it took him a while to suppress the pain, put his trembling palm on Cheng Huan's head, and rubbed it vigorously twice.

"Cheng Huan..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to comfort Cheng Huan, but he only said one name, and the pain in his chest became severe. He couldn't cry like Cheng Huan, but he was also tormented by this sudden pain and couldn't speak With those words, he could only hug Cheng Huan even harder.

He never thought that he would have such emotions because of another person. Before today, he thought that he was self-restrained, rational, and calm enough to be a qualified emperor, but Cheng Huan's tears told him that he was actually just an ordinary person .

Can easily be affected by a person's emotions, before and now...

Cheng Huan, Cheng Huan, Cheng Huan...

Xuanyuan Lin closed his eyes and kissed Cheng Huan's hair. At this moment, he realized very clearly that Cheng Huan was different from everyone else to him...

However, he was harsher to Cheng Huan than anyone else. What Cheng Huan got from him was so pitiful that even Xuanyuan Jing, who was a bystander, couldn't stand it anymore, but he still rushed forward foolishly.

Cheng Huan said that he was heartless, but Xuanyuan Lin understood a long time ago that he just had no expectations for others. No matter who he was, even himself, he never thought about getting anything, or in other words, he I am sure that I can't get anything, so I don't bother to pay attention to everyone, if I didn't force him to bring him to Daming Palace and take him forcibly...

Did he do something wrong in the first place?

But even if he did it again, he probably couldn't bear it.

He sighed with complicated emotions, forced himself to suppress his depression, and rubbed Cheng Huan's hair bun: "Okay, it's time for lunch."

Cheng Huan rubbed against his shoulder, raised his head to stare at him, and smiled with the corners of his mouth parted, probably because he was really happy, but his eyes were still red, probably because the surprise came too suddenly, so his eyes Still staring wide open, with confusion and apprehension in his eyes, Xuanyuan Lin almost forgot to breathe when he looked at him like this.

He had to raise his hand to cover Cheng Huan's eyes: "Don't look at me like that."

He looked away in embarrassment, thinking to himself, as expected, he couldn't let go.