Between the clouds, as deep as the sea

The three-day closed training was suspended due to someone's accidental illness. Under Huan's "cold" gaze, Ling Han held his cold hand and slept peacefully all night and one morning , one noon.During the period, Huan also used his cold aura to drive away Zhizhi and Heyou who came to oversee the army, leaving them only the decoction to reduce the fever.

"I said, if you let this kid sleep again, he will probably have a long sleep tomorrow."

Hua Yang, who was talking, sat on the desk with Erlang's legs crossed, nibbled on the crabapple fruit, and spat out the peel all over the floor.

Huan didn't even look at him, Hua Yang got used to his elder brother's attitude, turned over and jumped off the table, leisurely strolled to the bedside, glanced at Ling Han who was buried in the quilt and his face was flushed, and shook his head tsk tsk .

"Look at Si Lingjun's small body, if he takes a wrong step tomorrow, even if he only attracts one evil spirit, it will be enough for him. If he is unlucky and a hundred ghosts come together, then there may be no scum left. "

Huan's hand suddenly tightened, and the sudden increase of force made Ling Han hurt. He frowned and slowly woke up.

The curative effect of the medicinal materials in the palace is naturally good. Ling Han was fed a bowl of bitter water in a daze in the morning, and slept for a few hours, sweating profusely on his body. When he woke up, his body was still a little weak, his head and Throat is hardly uncomfortable anymore.

The black and white eyes blinked, Ling Han's gaze first turned around on Huan's face, and he saw that man's handsome facial features were as sharp as chiseled, even the tip of his eyebrows did not shake, only his pupils reflected his The face is only a little bit angry, otherwise it will really be regarded as a sculpture.And in stark contrast to this brother with paralyzed face, is that Hua Yang who always expresses contempt, disdain, disgust and other negative emotions to him with vivid expressions.Ling Han's high fever had just subsided, and he really didn't want to be tortured by such gazes again, so he tilted his head, just in time to hit a window of bright sunlight.

The scorching sun in summer and the verdant flowers and trees make people feel refreshed.

Ling Han rolled his eyes and pinched his fingers. The coordinates that had barely taken root in his brain a few days ago were basically a mess again.

"Now now, what time is it now!"

"It's afternoon now. To be precise, it's less than half an hour before lunch. To be more precise, you still have one night plus tomorrow's daytime to memorize dance steps." Slowly swaying back and forth in front of the desk, a brush was circling in his hand, "I said, my lord, can you do it?"

After being reminded like this, Ling Han couldn't care less about Hua Yang's eccentric tone, and quickly ran to the desk, flipping through a pile of papers full of numbers, getting more and more anxious, and realized that he had forgotten seven things. Seven or eight.He scratched his head and wanted to draw a pen to make a mark, but accidentally knocked over the pen holder.

Hua Yang "kindly" handed over the pen in his hand, but Huan cut it off.

"Don't be in a hurry, I will recite it tomorrow."

Huan pressed the brush on the table, and at the same time pressed Ling Han's waving paw.The two of them were very close to each other, and they could clearly feel Ling Han's back that was still slightly hot. Huan stroked it lightly, only to realize that his back was wet with sweat due to the effect of the medicine.

Ling Han didn't notice the small movements behind him, and pulled his hands out reluctantly:

"Big dog, even a person like me who doesn't cry when I don't see a coffin is about to cry now, why have you calmed down instead!"

Huan didn't let Ling Han withdraw his hand, instead he threw him back on the bed with some force.

"rest."

A cold order fell from the head, coupled with Huan Gao's cold expression, it was full of lethality, and Ling Han immediately became honest.Hua Yang couldn't help but mocked:

"Hehe, brother, you feel sorry for him now, tomorrow..."

"go out."

Huan drew the curtains to block the wind, and Chao Huayang also dropped two words.

Before Hua Yang could finish his sentence, he felt aggrieved by his elder brother's blocking, and snorted, but turned around and left, leaving behind the sound of closing the door.

This time, only Huan and Ling Han were left in the house, one was sitting and the other was lying down, looking at each other.

Two days ago, being stared at by Huan for his back dance steps made him uncomfortable, and now he was staring at him for rest, Ling Han only felt that the atmosphere was even more awkward.

"that……"

Trying to break the suddenly quiet atmosphere, Ling Han hesitatingly spoke.

"have a rest."

Huan's voice was soft, and if it wasn't for the smooth tone, this sentence could really be described as gentle.But the person who kept his eyes on the bed all the time seemed to want to make his eyes into a rope to tie him up firmly.

"Huan, I'm really fine. Hua Yang is right. If I've been lazy for a while, I might be in big trouble tomorrow."

Under Huan's gaze, Ling Han involuntarily became serious. He supported the edge of the bed and was about to get up, but was pushed down heavily by Huan.

"hiss……"

His shoulders were pressed against the bed, even though the mattress was soft under him, Huan's strength still caused Ling Han to hum in pain.Before he could reprimand him, Huan's voice was heard above his head:

"It's okay!? Every time you say it's okay, you say it's okay if you have a fever, you say it's okay to cough up blood, you say it's okay to be backlashed, you say it's okay even to be killed, heh, my lord, in your heart, what is it that's okay!?"

A series of questioning made Ling Han puzzled, he didn't have time to search for those memories that didn't exist, Huan pressed on step by step, silver hair hanging on his chest, entangled like a bondage.

"Huan, what's wrong with you?"

The two faced each other, and Ling Han was finally defeated under Huan's cold stare.He tilted his head slightly to one side and said:

"Okay, it's okay if I convince you, let me go first, and I'll rest right away. If you sleep today, you'll sleep today, and worry about tomorrow." After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes very cooperatively.

It's just that the eyelashes trembled slightly, it seemed that Huan who had just turned his face suddenly made him nervous.

This scene fell into Huan's eyes, and he also realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.With an inaudible sigh, he withdrew his hand on Ling Han's shoulder, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked the broken hair on Ling Han's cheek to behind his ears. Strand by strand, the darkness is more distinct, and Huan can't help but think of many years ago, this black hair is like ink like a waterfall, tied with a blue silk ribbon, noble like a nine-day white crane, now things are different, everything in front of me is really an illusion ?

"Sleep, tomorrow night, I will protect you."

If you are destined to protect the world with your whole life, then my life will be used to protect you.

The wind blows the corner of the curtain, the sun sets, and the silver moon rises, looking at the sky and silently swearing.This time, I must never lose this person in front of me again!

I don't know if it's because the antipyretics used by the imperial court in Yunjian Kingdom are more effective, or because the young people's health is better. The next day, Ling Han unexpectedly woke up early in the morning. After stretching himself, he felt dizzy. The sore throat is gone, and I feel refreshed.

Looking down, Huan didn't know when he turned into a little wolf again, sleeping quietly beside him with his big tail wrapped around his body, and the fluff around his small nose fluttered gently while he breathed. It's hard to imagine the "terrible" pressure he put on him in black and silver hair last night.

Ling Han thought that Huan had just recovered from a serious injury, lacked physical strength, and had maintained an adult body to accompany him in closed training these days, probably because he was really too tired, so he wanted to touch his smooth fur hand raw Stopped in mid-air.

Gently put on his clothes, get out of bed, and open the door, the morning sun mixed with the sweet fragrance of summer flowers and plants rushing towards his face, Ling Han couldn't help squinting his eyes comfortably.

"Yoxi, get to work!"

Ling Han, who was revived with full blood, ran away, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.The figure was against the sun, and the gray clothes seemed to melt away. Ling Han didn't stop in a daze, and threw himself into the man's arms.

He clearly saw the man stretch out his arm, but there was no reaction at all. Ling Han just crossed one body and threw himself into the arms of the other in bright yellow clothes.

With a white crane on the front and half-tucked sleeves, you don't need to think too much about who it is.Ling Han groaned secretly in his heart, why did he offend this little ancestor again.He was about the same height as Zhizhi, and with such a pounce, he was about to be cheek-to-cheek.Both of them were startled, and hurriedly avoided, but they hid in one direction, so——

"Ah!" "Ouch!"

There were two screams, one covered his face, the other rubbed his chin, and stared at each other viciously.

A scolding battle was about to break out, and He You took the peacemaker's position again in time. His body had just been "knocked apart" by someone, and when it gathered again, it became even lighter, an ethereal mass of shadows, enveloping a soft halo.

He didn't have time to slowly write in the palm of Zhizhi's hand, so he could only wave his hands to both sides, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of anxiety.

Zhizhi and Ling Han not only have a firecracker temper that can be ignited at a single point, but they are also surprisingly consistent in the point of eating soft and not hard.Unable to withstand Heyou's misty gaze, both of them died down.

As a prince, Zhizhi took the lead in displaying a royal demeanor, put away his temper and bad face, waved his hand at Ling Han, and said:

"follow me."

Ling Han muttered a few words behind his back, but also followed obediently.After walking not far, he suddenly realized that this was a completely unfamiliar road.

"Hey, kid, why don't you go to the altar and rehearse a few more times, where are you going?"

Ling Han looked left and right, puzzled.

"Spells have been placed around the altar, and no one can come within 20 meters."

Zhizhi walked ahead and answered without looking back, unwilling to say another word to him.

Ling Han still didn't give up, pestered him and continued to ask:

"No one is allowed to come near!? So what do I do, am I also one of the 'anyone'?"

Knowing that he doesn't speak, he strides forward and walks faster and faster.

"Hey, don't go so fast~"

Ling Han trotted to pull Zhizhi's clothes, but he brushed them away.Before they knew it, the three of them had arrived at the gate of a great hall, Zhizhi pushed the gate open with a bang, and dust shook off the beautifully carved door, it could be seen that no one had visited the place for a long time.

Ling Han fanned it with his hands in disgust, but the moment the door was completely opened, he was completely stunned.

Many years later, Ling Han could never forget the moment when he saw Si Ling Yayi for the first time——

Exquisitely carved gold bricks covered the entire back wall. Between the textures, cranes of various shapes were lifelike. The ground was covered with a layer of suet white jade, which shone translucently under the sunlight that suddenly filled the hall.But in such a place that can be described as resplendent and magnificent, there hangs a sky-blue long dress that is incompatible with the surrounding tone: the white crane in front of the lapel is embroidered with silver silk, the spread wings cover the wide sleeves, and the dark blue belt The silk sash of the same color hangs down, elegant and dusty, making people forget the splendor of the surroundings, and can't help but imagine a magnificent figure, wearing blue clothes and holding a jade fan, dancing against the breeze and returning to the snow.

"Wear it and you're not one of 'anyone'."

Zhizhi folded his arms and retreated to the side, and said lightly.