He is the creator's fault

Yao slowly walked in front of Gu Yuanjing, picked up the jug on the table and wanted to pour wine for Gu Yuanjing, but Gu Yuanjing held down the lid of the jug.

"Yao...you don't have to do this."

At this time, Gu Yuanjing looked at Yao and couldn't tell whether it was more pity or more guilt. Seeing everything today, he actually regretted the decision that day.

Yao was ignorant, and lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear.

"Please let Young Master Gu let go and don't embarrass me."

"I really feel sorry for Li Yanting who treats you like this."

"If Mr. Gu was sincerely doing my best, he shouldn't have come today. Now that he's here, don't talk about it anymore."

Gu Yuanjing's body shook, and he looked at Yao in horror.

"You know it all?"

Yao didn't say anything more, taking advantage of Gu Yuanjing's distraction just now, he had already picked up the jug, poured a glass of wine for Gu Yuanjing, and Yao left on his own.

Looking at Yao's estranged back, Gu Yuanjing tasted bitterness for the first time in his life. Power struggles require sacrifices. Gu Yuanjing understood these truths a long time ago, but today he really felt them.

Yao went straight to the next table, and the person sitting behind the small table was a middle-aged man with a rich build. I heard that he was a well-known wealthy businessman in the capital. He still ran to Huajie and Liuxiang every day, and he was the first one in Qimo to ask the price that day.

"Young Master Yao really is a beautiful country, I... I am in love with Wang Gui'an... I have admired you for a long time."

"..."

As he spoke, Wang Gui'an's small eyes were almost glued to Yao's body, thinking that since Prince Xiang was willing to let someone come out to pour wine, he didn't care too much, so his gaze was even more presumptuous towards Yao's skirt And the waist is drilled.

Yao picked up the jug on the table and poured a glass of wine for Wang Guian. The hands lined by the pitch-black jug were as white as snow. He didn't know what it was like to do that kind of thing for others. Press Yao on the ground to do the best of beasts.

Seeing that Yao finished pouring the wine and was about to leave, Wang Gui'an stretched out his hand boldly and grabbed Yao's arm.

"Young Master Yao, I...I offer you a toast."

Holding the wine, Wang Gui'an leaned in front of Yao, only naked desire remained on that greasy face.

Yao frowned, and before he could shake off Wang Gui'an's hand, a scream sounded in the hall, Li Yanting cut off Wang Gui'an's arm with a knife, the expression on his face was more ferocious than last night, obviously very angry.

The people in the hall who were still in a state of anxiety turned pale and hurriedly lowered their heads. How could they forget that the person in front of them was the moody and cruel Li Yanting, who covets Li Yanting, isn't that courting death?

Beauty misleads others, the ancients never deceived me!

Li Yanting shook off the blood on the knife, his chest heaved violently, what was a broken arm, no one knew that the moment Wang Guian touched Yao, he wished he could tear Wang Guian into pieces, shattered his bones into ashes, and killed Wang Guian now All light.

Seeing the bright killing intent in Li Yanting's eyes, Wang Gui'an's intestines were green with regret at this moment, and he knelt on the ground begging for mercy, weeping bitterly.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life, the grass-roots are also confused for a moment, I beg my lord to spare my life."

Li Yanting kept a cold face and said nothing, Ling Xiao appeared at the right time and saluted Li Yanting.

"My lord, leave this person to your subordinates to deal with, Mr. Yao's clothes are dirty."

Li Yanting turned his head and saw some blood splattered on Yao's clothes, he dropped the knife in his hand, picked Yao up by the waist and walked out.

"I don't want to hear what happened today outside."

"Don't worry, my son, I don't dare to talk nonsense."

It wasn't until Li Yanting's figure disappeared in front of them that everyone let out a sigh of relief and collapsed on the table, secretly cursing Li Yanting in their hearts, since he is so precious, why did he let it out?It made them fearful, they were simply crazy!

Only Gu Yuanjing sat in the corner with a blank expression, recalling Li Yanting's eyes on Yao just now, unconsciously tightening the wine glass in his hand.

Li Yanting carried Yao back to his room, put him on the bed, and showed a cruel smile to Shang Yao's puzzled expression.

"Don't think that this son is venting your anger for you. I just don't like my things to be missed by others. Even if I don't want them, others can't get their hands on them!"

"..." Sure enough, he was sick!

"Besides..."

Li Yanting leaned down and put his palms beside Yao's ears, the distance between the two suddenly became ambiguous.

"My son has bought you back for so long, and you haven't opened it yet. It's not too late to give it to someone else when I get tired of playing with you."

"...I heard that you are not manly."

"It's good to try something new once in a while."

"..."

Yao was silent, his eyes swept across the room, thinking about how to get out, but Li Yanting didn't give him time, put his fingers on Yao's belt, and unbuttoned Yao's coat.

When Li Yanting met Yao for the first time, Yao was wearing such a long gown, which looked unattainable. At that time, he couldn't even touch a corner of the clothes with all his strength, but he didn't expect that one day he would have the opportunity to remove this gown from Yao took it off with his own hands.

The snow-white clothes fell to the ground one by one. Li Yanting looked at Yao who was left with only his middle coat on the bed, his gaze gradually became deeper. He stretched out his hand to pinch Yao's skirt, and pulled down his shoulders little by little, revealing Yao's fair skin. He asked himself if it was A good man, but at this moment, he feels unprecedented tension and... desire.

Suddenly, a spot of bright red blood soaked through the wrapped gauze and leaked out from his chest. Li Yanting's fingers holding the skirt of the shirt stopped, his eyes fixed on the bloodstain. He even forgot that Yao was still wounded, and because he didn't With good treatment, the injury did not improve at all.

After a pause, Li Yanting let go of his hands and sat back on the bed.

"Go and call the doctor."

Someone outside the door responded and left. Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to put back his coat when Li Yanting suddenly bent down and buried his head in his neck to take a breath, then bit his lips. On a small piece of skin on the side of the neck, a small strawberry was planted.

"Receive a deposit first, and when you recover from your injury, I will have a good talk with you. You'd better not play tricks with me."

Li Yanting's voice was a bit hoarse, the arrow was on the string, but he couldn't shoot it, he was so angry that he endured it, Yao could even feel the changes in his body, it was so easy to act, but it was not the same as what Li Yanting said was not masculine .

After reapplying the medicine, Yao straightened his coat little by little, only to realize that it was getting late unknowingly.

"Yao resigns."

Yao picked up the fallen clothes on the ground and was about to leave, but Li Yanting grabbed his arm and said lazily:

"Where are you going? Did this son let you go?"

"It's getting late, Yao dare not disturb Shizi's rest."

"No need, you will stay in the ovary of this world tonight."

Yao froze for a moment, not sure what Li Yanting meant, could it be that he still wanted him to keep watch?

Li Yanting glanced at him, but didn't mean to explain, just to invite Zhen'er. After bathing and freshening up, Li Yanting changed his clothes, went to the bed and lay down, and waved to Yao who was still standing aside.

"come over."

"I don't know what orders the prince has?"

"Warm the bed."

"what?"

Li Yanting sneered.

"Could it be that there are other uses for the prince to buy you into the mansion?"

After speaking, he pulled Yao down with a little force, but Yao didn't notice for a while, and threw himself on Li Yanting's chest, Li Yanting raised his eyebrows, and looked at Yao meaningfully:

"Are you so impatient to throw yourself into your arms?"

Obviously he dragged it, but he insisted on saying that someone else sent it up. Does this count as being a bitch and setting up a memorial archway?

Yao didn't want to argue, and struggled to distance himself from Li Yanting, but Li Yanting hugged him even tighter. Li Yanting's firm arms clasped Yao's waist, trapping him in his arms with a tough attitude.

"..."

Li Yanting has been sleeping restlessly these years, dreaming all night long, but since Yao was by his side, he has never dreamed again, and tonight is another good night of sleep.

The weather in the capital is changing rapidly. The sun was still scorching a few days ago, but it rained heavily in the evening, and the temperature dropped.

Yao was woken up by Zhen'er's voice, and turned his head to find that Li Yanting was already standing by the bed and putting on clothes. Thinking that Li Yanting said that he would do all the personal service in the future, Yao got off the bed and took over Zhen'er's clothes. The coat in his hand was put on Li Yanting's body, but the palm of his hand was pressed on Li Yanting's shoulder as soon as it touched Li Yanting's shoulder.

"I'm clumsy in doing things, I can't even do small things well, so don't do it in the future."

"......yes"

Yao didn't know where to offend Li Yanting again, remembering that this man was always moody, he let go of his hand and took a step back, bowing his head and waiting.

Li Yanting caught a glimpse of him stepping on the ground with bare feet, blue blood vessels could be vaguely seen under the snow-white skin, beautiful but fragile and vulnerable, it should be a delicate and famous flower that is treasured and placed in the high cabinet.

Remembering that the hand that touched him just now was also cold, Li Yanting dropped the sachet in his hand to Yao's feet, and said in an impatient tone:

"What are you doing standing here in the way of your eyes, go back to bed."

"..."

Yao glanced at Li Yanting suspiciously, always felt that he was a little weird today, but he also climbed into bed as Li Yanting ordered, wrapped in a thick quilt, and the chill all over his body dissipated a lot at once.

This body is not very old, and it is very thin due to the long-term toil and fatigue. Right now, he is still injured, and the arrows on his shoulders and the whip wound on his back may kill him if he is not careful, just because he did not It is the pain that makes him look like a normal person, but the actual physical fatigue is never less than a moment.

Yao lay on the bed for a while, and then fell asleep without knowing it. He didn't even know when Li Yanting left. He didn't wake up from sleepiness until he was hungry.

Putting on the clothes placed at the end of the bed, Yao opened the door, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, causing him to flinch.

"Master Yao, you're awake."

Ling Xiao stood guard at the door and saw a gleam of joy in Yao's eyes when he came out, but when his eyes fell on the red mark on Yao's neck that was half covered by his collar, his heart sank.

Yao has been staying in Li Yanting's room for the past two days. It is understandable that such a thing happened, but Ling Xiao still feels a little bit disappointed, remembering what Li Yanting said to give Yao to him back then, he doesn't know if it is true or not.