i became a bird

After Yang Su fled back, he hurriedly changed his clothes and lay down on the bed.

The arm was wounded and still aching.

He didn't expect the monster to wake up at that time,

I don't know if the monster recognized him or not.

Yang Su's heart throbbed and hung up.

Yang Su had not had time to burn an incense stick when he lay down, when someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Yang Su sat up from the bed, thinking it was the boy.

"Your servant sees Mr. Yang, the emperor ordered your servant to call Mr. Yang."

For Yang Su, Eunuch Su always thought that Yang Su was Yu Heng's son, so he was very respectful.

"Well, I'll be there soon."

Yang Su froze, thinking that the monster must have recognized him, and now he was just going to confirm whether it was really him, and the injury on his arm was the conclusive evidence.

Quickly thinking of a countermeasure in his mind, Yang Su narrowed his eyes and said.

Now, I can only say that my arm was wrongly injured by my master during martial arts training yesterday,

Brother Yu will definitely go to his master to confront him,

But his master, if he wants to wink at him, the master will protect him.

But can such a clumsy trick really fool Brother Yu?

Yang Su has no idea in his heart, but this is the only way to go for the present.

After changing his clothes, Yang Su followed Eunuch Su.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw his eldest brother Yu hugging the monster with a doting face, feeding the monster himself.

Yang Su felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes dimmed a bit.

But there was an unstoppable dark emotion rolling in my heart.

Seeing Yang Su coming, Yu Heng put down his chopsticks and raised his head to look at the pale-faced Yang Su.

Yu Heng frowned, he remembered that Yang Su's face was still rosy and healthy yesterday, but now his face looked injured no matter what.

"What were you doing this morning?"

Gently wiped Tang Qingyu's mouth, Yu Heng asked.

"Sleep, I've been sleeping in my room since last night. Brother Yu, what's the matter? What happened?"

Yang Su's heart tightened, sure enough, the monster recognized him.

Yu Heng didn't ask any more questions, and asked someone to check whether Yang Su's arm was injured.

After getting the expected answer, Yu Heng felt disappointed and resented.

Disappointed that he didn't take good care of this friend's younger brother and did such a thing.

What I hate is that Yang Su used the martial arts he learned to hurt his little thing.

"Confess."

Yu Heng no longer had the desire to ask any more questions.

"What confession? Brother Yu, what are you talking about?"

How can you confess at a time like this?

There may be a sliver of chance in lying today.

"How did you get the injury on your arm?"

Yu Heng didn't expect Yang Su not to admit it.

"Oh, brother Yu, you don't know, this is what my master mistakenly injured me yesterday when I was competing with my master."

"Really? But I remember that your arm was still in good condition when you came yesterday. You should go to study in the afternoon."

Yu Heng doesn't like people who lie to him.

"Yu, Brother Yu."

Yang Su missed this point, and was completely panicked when the man exposed the lie mercilessly.

"Huh? With that hand you covered Brother Tang's mouth and nose?"

Yu Heng gently rubbed Tang Qingyu's stomach with his hand and asked again.

"Left hand."

When Yang Su heard Yu Heng ask him this, he immediately understood that Brother Yu might not kill him because of his brother's face, but he might not be able to keep his hand.

Compared with the right hand, the left hand is relatively useless.

"It's over."

After saying this, Yu Heng covered Tang Qingyu's eyes with his hands.

Ying pulled out the knife on his body, and with a sound of swiping, Yang Su's left hand left his body.

The blood couldn't be blocked and flowed out, dripping into a small pool of blood on the ground, and the smell of blood spread throughout the room.

Yang Su didn't cry out, his face just became paler, and a little sweat broke out on his forehead.

Weiwei bandaged his left arm with his right hand tremblingly.

When Tang Qingyu was let go of his eyes by the man, Yang Su had already been taken down, but the bloodstains on the ground were so obvious, and there was also the smell of blood in the air.

Tang Qingyu felt his stomach tumbling, and finally, he couldn't help but vomited out what he had just eaten.

Seeing Tang Qingyu like this, Yu Heng remembered that he had made a mistake just now and shouldn't have chopped off Yang Su's hand here.

Yuheng's eyes were full of worry and distress, and he stretched out his hand to pat Tang Qingyu's back.

"Not afraid, not afraid."

It was the first time for Tang Qingyu to come into contact with such a bloody thing at such close range, and it was also the first time that he clearly realized that human life is very worthless in this ancient times.

But thinking that the man was doing it for his own good, Tang Qingyu didn't have the same resistance as before.

After receiving the tea from the man, Tang Qingyu rinsed his mouth, and when he raised his head, his face was very pale.

Knowing that Tang Qingyu was not feeling well, Yuheng ordered someone to clean up the room quickly so that there would be no smell of blood left.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Seeing that Tang Qingyu was depressed, Yu Heng was worried that this matter would scare the little thing.

No.

Tang Qingyu shook his head, he just wanted to sleep.

Slowly, Tang Qingyu's eyes closed again, and he fell asleep in Yu Heng's arms.

It was another day for Tang Qingyu to sleep, but Yu Heng was worried.

When Tang Qingyu opened his eyes, he saw a man with bloodshot eyes and a tired face.

He also felt distressed in his heart, and stretched out his hand to touch Yu Heng's face.

But before his hand reached the man's face, he was stopped and held by the man's big palm.

"woke up?"

Yuheng helped Tang Qingyu up and let Tang Qingyu lean on him.

The scorching but not hot temperature from the man's hands was transmitted to his heart through his hands, making Tang Qingyu feel that his body was also a little warmer.

"But hungry?"

Yu Heng asked again.

Tang Qingyu nodded weakly.

After waking up this time, Tang Qingyu never slept for such a long time again.

Under the careful care of the man, his body gradually improved.

Now Tang Qingyu was able to get off the bed sheet and walk around twice outside.

Only then did Tang Qingyu know that Yang Su was sent out of the palace after the man cut off his left hand.

No one knows exactly where it went.

Tang Qingyu knew this, but he just thought about it in his heart and didn't take it to heart.

In a blink of an eye, another 20 years have passed, and Yu Heng gave up the throne to the mature prince who can take the lead alone.

Because Tang Qingyu was unable to have children, the prince was selected from the sect.

Without the throne, Yuheng can be said to be relaxed, traveling around the mountains and rivers with Tang Qingyu.

The afterglow of the setting sun elongated the backs of the two people, and they overlapped skillfully, just like the intertwined lives of two people.

"Does it look good?"

Yuheng stretched out and straightened Tang Qingyu's wind-blown hair on his forehead.

Hmm, nice.

Looking at the sunset, Tang Qingyu was in a very happy mood, so he nodded.

Yuheng lowered his head, and saw Tang Qingyu's very contented expression,

Sticking out his tongue and licking Tang Qingyu's jade-like earlobe,

The hand around Tang Qingyu's waist began to slide irregularly and ambiguously.

Yuheng himself is familiar with all the sensitive points on Tang Qingyu's body, which will make Tang Qingyu excited, and which will make Tang Qingyu's body soften.

When Yuheng's hand pinched a point on Tang Qingyu's waist, Tang Qingyu's body softened, and he could only lean on the man, who held his waist domineeringly.

The man's tongue seems to have the consciousness to continue. Even though he has done so many times with men, Tang Qingyu is still very ashamed to do this in such a place.

"Let's go back."

Yuheng squeezed the flesh on Tang Qingyu's waist.

Picking up Tang Qingyu, he walked to the house not far away.

After the two of them lingered for a while, Yu Heng put his arms around Tang Qingyu and made trouble between his necks.

With the passage of time, Yu Heng got older, and his physical strength was not as good as before. Now Yu Heng has more than enough energy for this kind of thing.

Tang Qingyu pushed the man's fluffy head buried between his neck.

Time is like running water, Yu Heng has become an old man, but Tang Qingyu is still like a boy.

Tang Qingyu held the warm hand of the man next to him, lowered his head and kissed the man's forehead.How could he not know the man's thoughts these past few years?He knew that the man looked at his unchanged face, with complex eyes.

Tang Qingyu dug the graves of the two with his own hands, and buried them in the ground together with the men.

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