Bastards

"Master, his hands and feet are shaking!"

"About dreaming."

"The eyelids are trembling too!"

"...Maybe this dream is a bit scary."

Cui Yu leaned against the car wall, closed his eyes slightly, and adjusted his breathing and thoughts.

Just now, he was too impulsive.Seeing Yang Xuan die with his own eyes, or dying for himself, it is impossible not to feel it, even if it is hatred, even pain, even hesitation and discomfort, he will probably be overwhelmed for a long time. Into the mind, never forget.

Seeing him again, even if he was seriously injured, even if he wanted to kill himself, Yang Xuan would still be alive... Excitement is inevitable, it's human nature, but he shouldn't behave like that.Tit-for-tat, unbridled confrontation, and dominance are all things in his previous life. Now, he doesn't know Yang Xuan, so he can't show any similar emotions, and he can't be happy.

He cannot indulge.

He has to control his emotions and adjust his mentality... Yang Xuan is not stupid, he can't fall to the bottom one after another.

The horse snorted, and the body of the car swayed slightly. A light drizzle slanted into the car window, bringing coolness and humidity, and the breeze was blowing on the face.

Their horse ran back again. It bit off the rope and ran away, probably because it was too hungry to find something to eat. When Cui Yu and Lan Qiao helped Yang Xuan over with difficulty, it was already standing obediently in front of the car, wagging its tail. Greet them warmly.

Yang Xuan had many wounds, big and small. He and Lan Qiao helped him clean the wounds, changed clothes and applied medicine for a long time. Fortunately, Wen Jiaquan sent a bunch of food, drink and medicine before parting, otherwise Cui Yu really didn't know what to do.

The slender ones are scratches, the ones with a dense row of bleeding are abrasions, the knife wounds with a hole open and bleeding, the skin is blue and purple, and the ones that are highly swollen are bruises... Except for a face, there is almost nothing on this person. Good place, the most serious injury is the leg, and the scariest thing is the back of the head.

The leg was seriously injured because the incision was deep and the blood loss was too much, and the back of the head was horribly swollen too high.The back of Yang Xuan's head was close to the center of the head. It must have been hit hard. It was nearly half a fist swollen. When pressed with his fingers, it was soft and flowed, but the skin was not broken. It was obvious that there was blood inside.

Cui Yu was not a doctor, so he didn't know how to deal with this situation, and he didn't dare to bleed rashly, so he applied some ointment, hoping in his heart that Yang Xuan would hold on, and don't suffer from amnesia, a slight concussion would be enough.

As he thought about it, Cui Yu felt that Yang Xuan's expression seemed to be more painful...

He paused, then reached out to touch Yang Xuan's forehead.

"Master!" But Lan Qiao stopped him.

"Ok?"

Lan Qiao sullenly, with an extremely serious expression: "Did you forget just now? You can't touch him!"

Following Lan Qiao's gaze, Cui Yu touched the left side of his cheek, and felt a tingling sensation, and he couldn't help frowning.When he put medicine on the back of Yang Xuan's head just now, Yang Xuan probably sensed the danger instinctively, and attacked the person in front of him indiscriminately... His face was cut.

Lan Qiao was heartbroken, he is a clean and handsome young master!Everyone's face can be beautiful every moment, because the person lying down has suffered a great crime today!As a personal servant, he resolutely does not allow such a situation to happen again!

"I'm here!" He rolled up his sleeves, reached out with his eyebrows and his eyebrows.

Lan Qiao retracted, looking at his master with tears in his eyes.This person is simply disgusting, he is not honest when he sleeps, and the knife in his hand seems to have eyes!

Yes, Yang Xuan was holding a dagger in his palm all the time, it was very sharp, and he was holding it tightly even when he was dizzy, the master and servant couldn't grab it at all.

Cui Yu was so amused by his servant's quick escape that he almost laughed out loud: "Let me do it."

It's also strange, when Lan Qiao got closer, Yang Xuan swiped over with his hand, the dagger flashed coldly, and when Cui Yu got closer, he didn't move.

Lan Qiao squinted: "It must be because he just happened to be bored right now! It's going to take me a lot to—"

"He's got a fever," Cui Mata frowned, "you dip some water on the veil."

The illness is the most important thing, Lan Qiao still can tell the seriousness, immediately stopped talking, went quickly, quickly delivered a handkerchief soaked in cold water and twisted half dry, watched his master put it on the forehead of the fierce man between……

He couldn't help for a while, so he picked up the curtain and went out to drive the car.

Afterwards, Cui Yan checked Yang Xuan's forehead from time to time, while paying attention to the scenery outside the car window, occasionally thinking, sometimes looking very solemn, sometimes looking relaxed, and sometimes even asking Lan Qiao to stop and get out of the car to have a look.During the switching of various emotions, he directed Lan Qiao to drive the car, choosing the fork in the road and the direction again and again.

The surrounding area is very quiet, with the sound of rain coming and going; the horse pulls the cart diligently, and snorts from time to time; Lan Qiao chats with the horse in a low voice, begging it to stop playing tantrums, and never 'leave home again' Run away'; Occasionally, there will be Cui Yu's Qingyue voice, which is between a mature man and a young man. His voice is neither high nor low. When he speaks words slowly, there is a special rhythm, which sounds very pleasant.

Yang Xuan opened his eyes, and his gaze caught the person leaning against the window.

The blue sky is like washing, the green willows are dewy, and inside the ebony and green gauze is a young man as bright as the moon and shining like pearls, with picturesque features, blue-haired crows, arms hanging casually on the car window, lazy posture, wrists as white as snow, and slender knuckles... …

A word seemed to pop up in my mind, it was very suitable to describe the moment, but unfortunately the word flashed too fast, it was too late for Yang Xuan to catch it, and it had already dispersed.

"Are you awake?" Cui Yu turned his head to look over, his eyes seemed to be filled with moisture from outside, or the stars and moon in the sky, moist and bright.

Yang Xuan... the sharp pain from the wound hit him, he took a deep breath, his mind gradually cleared up, and he answered Cui Yu with indifferent gaze, he was indeed awake.

It was very quiet in the car.

"The straw nest you built—" After a while, Cui Yu's eyes rolled over, and the corners of his cherry-colored lips raised, "I'll help you destroy it."

Yang Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

"The grass nest you built is good. It's just big enough for you to hide. The wet grass is lined up and covered with rainwater, and the shrubs in front can block the line of sight. The rain is heavy and the mud is deep. If you don't pay special attention, it is impossible to be found." Cui Yan commented slowly. , the more he commented, he found that Yang's eyes were darker... He was very satisfied with the effect.

Pausing for a moment, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the road outside with his slender fingertips: "We have turned six times, and avoided two bloodstains, two pieces of torn cloth, and abnormal shapes of crushed vegetation. This road has been passed. For nearly an hour, we haven’t encountered any more problems, and if similar traces don’t appear again, our road is very safe.”

He didn't use his power of premonition, time was of the essence, he didn't have time to fall asleep, and he was confident that with this brain, he would be able to get out of a smooth path... Looking at it now, it's okay.

Yang Xuan's complexion returned to normal, his eyes were bright, and the corner of his mouth was sarcastic: "Stop pretending?"

Not to mention anything else, just talking about the look in the eyes when we first met, this person gave him a very subtle feeling, his words and deeds seemed natural and harmonious, but in fact... Looking at it now, it really does.

"Didn't you already use poison to restrain my master and servant?" Cui Yu glanced over the wall of the car, and smiled more ironically, "Since that's the case, why do you have to act again? It's better to let you know that I'm useful. Even if you want to leave, you won't be willing to kill me."

Yang Xuan was still a teenager in front of him, unlike a few years later, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog, which made him unable to see through.The young man in front of him is just growing up, and he is very young. Although the appearance is enough to bluff people, it is too easy to see clearly for him who is too familiar with Yang Xuan.

He was very sure that Yang Xuan was watching him.

If this result is beneficial...there are all possibilities in the future, but if Yang Xuan feels something is wrong, he will kill him without mercy.

A strange excitement stirred up in Cui Yu's heart, he liked this kind of challenge.

"One day...it should be two days ago. Ten miles to the east from where I met you, there was a small inn. Two teams of disguised warriors suddenly fought fiercely. I fled with my servant and happened to meet you... "

Cui Yu gave a rough account of what happened in the inn. Of course, he couldn't say that he knew Yang Xuan's identity, and he also guessed the purpose of the two people in the inn. Silver's rhetoric.All the incidents, the inn staff, their respective performances, all the details, his suspicions, were clearly stated, and about his own scheme... the half was less.

While talking slowly, he observed Yang Xuan's expression.Just like he took the initiative to talk about the road conditions before, he hoped that Yang Xuan could understand the current situation and know that he was very smart, but he didn't know the details, just like...in order to live well, he had to submit a certificate to Yang Xuan.

It was as silent as night in the car.

Yang Xuan was as motionless as a mountain, his expression didn't change a bit. After a long time, his eyes moved slightly: "You said your surname is Cui, but is it the Qinghe Cui family?"

Cui Yu knew that following this line of thought, he would definitely think of this!As the crown prince, Yang Xuan still has a sense of politics even though he has been away for a long time.It's a pity—"I'm just an unknown person." He shook his head, "The biggest official in my family has not yet been able to enter the gate of Cuifu in Luoyang."

Yang Xuan raised her eyebrows slightly, and the expression on her face...according to Cui Yu's understanding, it was: I don't believe you!

Being able to observe the breaking point to such an extent, he did not believe that Cui Mata was an ordinary person.

Cui Yu endured it, and asked calmly, "What about you? Who are you?"

Yang Xuan's black eyes glide with cunning: "Aren't you good at guessing?"

Damn boy can really piss people off!Cui Yu once again reminded himself that he has an invincible heart, put his fingertips on his forehead, and acted like he was thinking. After a long while, he said, "A bodyguard? ?" He was really serious about helping Yang Xuan to cover up his identity.

Yang Xuan pointed to her head, grinned and showed her white teeth: "I bumped my head, I don't remember."

Cui Yu almost spat out a mouthful of blood, it's no wonder I believe you!