across the shore

Yinlian put her left index finger lightly on the life vein of her right hand.Yin Lian was startled by the endless vitality flowing under the fingertips and the continuous blood concentration.

"Why do you help me like this? It's none of your business."

Yin Lan, who had already got up and walked to the door of Xiaohua Hall, paused, turned her head to look at Yin Lian, and said in a somewhat gloomy voice:

"Of course, it's none of my business. Even if I see you and Jia Ting being punished by the emperor, I won't bat an eye."

"Then..." Yinlian wasn't quite used to Yinlan's sudden gloom. In his impression, Yinlan was always smiling, a little distant, and charming.

Yin Lan withdrew her gaze, and said lightly: "I just hope that nothing will stop me."

A little lonely, a little sad.If Yinlan didn't say anything, Yinlian wouldn't ask.

When Yin Lan's back disappeared into the small flower hall, Yin Lian didn't ask Na Yu to come in, but he sat here alone with far-reaching eyes.

This long and wide corridor, and the polished limestone floor, made a crisp sound of "da da" when stepped on it, and then this crisp sound echoed from a certain depth in the corridor. One fast and one slow formed a beautiful tone.

This scene is so familiar, yet so ironic.

Among all the young emperors, Yinlian is the most outstanding and the most noble.But he is the one who comes here the most times, but he will come here every few years.

Thinking back to what I just heard, it was obviously full of sternness and threats, and it was obviously forced without any choice.But at this moment, Yinlian's expression remained calm.

"Lian'er, do you still remember the vigilance that Uncle Di taught you?"

"Elegance and calm coexist, look at the world with cold eyes, don't disturb your mood with external things, and don't be greedy for everything outside."

"I think you have completely forgotten about it. Do you know the consequences of what you did last night?"

"..."

"How to solve it, do you need me to teach you?"

"..."

Walking out of the corridor step by step, the light became brighter and brighter, and the darkness was left behind.

Yinlian said silently in her heart: "Elegance and calm coexist, look at the world with cold eyes, don't disturb your mood with external things, and don't be greedy for everything outside."

Since Yinlian was called away by the person sent by the emperor, Yu has been standing at the gate of the palace and waited. He saw Yinlian coming out of the space transformation gate from a distance, and immediately went up to meet him.

"Prince Lian." Na Yu saluted.

"Yeah." Yin Lian nodded lightly, and then asked, "How is he?"

"Master Ting hasn't woken up yet, but I have called the medical doctor to see, and they said that he will wake up in a few days."

Yinlian didn't have the slightest mood swing, she just nodded after hearing this, and said nothing.

But Yu Guanqi, who was following Yinlian, was calm, but his heart was extremely disturbed.It has not been a day or two since Yu has been with Yinlian, and he has already figured out Yinlian's emotional expression.

If there is only a slight frown or dissatisfied eyes, then it is anger, but this anger is still at the stage of handling.But if something happens and you are still unreasonably calm, then it is too serious and cannot be resolved.

As for what happened last night, if Yinlian didn't say anything, then Yu wouldn't know what happened.But from the various manifestations, one can vaguely guess what happened.

Although Yin Lian asked Na Yu to silence him as soon as he returned to the palace, but even so, the news was leaked. After all, the eyes behind the Yin Palace are hard to count.

Then Yu sighed in his heart, and said helplessly: "This thing happened after all, and I don't know how the emperor will deal with Prince Lian. Maybe Prince Lian will pass some punishment, but this Lord Ting..."

At the door of the room, Na Yu stopped and did not follow in. Seeing the door being closed, he was full of thoughts.

Jia Ting's small body was sunken between the soft beds, and the slight ups and downs on his chest showed his survival. His white, almost transparent face was covered by messy hair, making it even more fragile.

The golden sunlight in the afternoon penetrated through the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone in the room, making everything blurred, hazy and extremely unreal.

Yinlian stood by the bed and stared at it for a while, then lowered her head helplessly, then turned around and took out a small silver-white bottle from the small cabinet on one side.Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yinlian was silent for a moment.

Finally, Yinlian reached out and pulled the quilt away, looked at Jia Ting's thin and small body, hesitated, then untied Jia Ting's clothes, revealing a somewhat pale chest.

The faint scars from yesterday can be seen on the chest. The red marks and white skin are intertwined, creating a messy beauty.Under the obvious collarbone, there was a glaring wound, which dazzled Yinlian's eyes.

Opening the lid of the vial immediately exudes an intoxicating breath, although it is intoxicating, it soothes the heart and sweeps away fatigue.

Just this trace of aura makes one feel a hundred times more energetic, one can imagine what kind of instant effect it would be if one took it.

Yinlian poured the liquid medicine in the vial onto the extremely serious wound below Jia Ting's collarbone.As soon as the bright white medicinal liquid touched the dark red blood hole, it immediately wrapped up the wound, and then healed as fast as he could see.

Although the potency of the medicine was excellent, Jia Ting's body was extremely fragile.Not even a single drop of medicine was absorbed, and there was still a trace of water vapor remaining in the wound.

Seeing this, Yinlian reluctantly took back the medicine bottle and put it aside.After that, pull up the clothes and cover the quilt for Jiating.

When he opened his eyes, he was as unwilling and stubborn as a trapped monster cub.At this moment, she was lying sleepily on the bed.

Yinlian had always hoped that Jiating would be quieter and softer, but she was really quiet and soft, but she was not used to it.

Thinking of the grievance and hatred revealed in those dark eyes when Yinlian stripped Jia Ting's clothes for some reason that day.

I was thinking about today, but it was done in a blink of an eye, and I didn't know it yet.

"It's really a broken child, but after being lost for a while, it became like this."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand at the same time, and gently traced the outline of Jiating's face with the tip of his index finger, stroke by stroke, extremely pious, as if to be engraved in his mind.

"It's better to be cute when you wake up."

Time passed day by day.

Yinlian leaned on the white stone pillars in the small flower hall to read, flipping through the yellowed pages, occasionally getting tired, and looking at the green leaves around.

Na Yu stood at the door of Xiaohua hall in a dignified manner, looking at Yinlian from time to time, with a bit of anxiety on his face.

As the young emperor's closest servant, Na Yu has the responsibility to advise the young emperor and remind the young emperor of the decisions he should make at the right time.

For example, what happened a few days ago, Yinlian made a mistake, and Nayu also has an inescapable responsibility and must be punished accordingly.

But these few days passed, except for that day, after Yinlian was summoned by the emperor, there was no news about it.

Na Yu knew that it was the emperor's special order to keep his mouth shut, that's why he got the present scene, otherwise, the story of the future emperor of the Silver Palace, Prince Lian embracing the homeless people would have spread throughout the Youyuan Continent.

But Na Yu would not believe that all of this would be for no reason, the emperor would not do such a thing without any gain, he did not punish Yinlian, and even Jiating did not ask.

After thinking about it, Na Yu finally came up with an answer tremblingly: "The emperor asked Prince Lian to deal with Mr. Ting personally."

After getting the answer, Na Yu began to think about how to deal with Yin Lian again, "Should I continue to keep Mr. Ting or send him away? Which of these two methods will the emperor agree to?"

Just as Na Yu was thinking, another waiter came running from the side, judging by his demeanor, he was more than a star and a half worse than Na Yu.

The man said something next to Na Yu's ear, and after he finished speaking, Na Yu's eyes lit up, and he turned his head to look at Yin Lian in the small flower hall, thinking for a while.Na Yu waved his hand to signal the man to go down.

After the man left, Na Yu slowly stepped forward to salute and said: "Prince Lian, just now I have something to say, Master Ting has already woken up."

Hearing that, Yinlian flicked the fingertips of the book, and within half a second, she turned to the next page, as if she didn't hear what Yu said.

"En." Yinlian watched for a while before answering.

With such a calm attitude, Nayu didn't know what was going on. It stands to reason that after Master Ting woke up, Prince Lian should have rushed to see Master Ting instead of sitting here and reading a book calmly. .

Thinking about it, when Jia Ting was in a coma a few days ago, Prince Lian changed clothes, applied medicine, and wiped his body without any fake hands. He spent most of the day at Master Ting's bedside, which shows Prince Lian's anxiety and love.

But when the man woke up, Prince Lian didn't express anything, his calm was suspicious, so Yu didn't understand.

Na Yu was waiting by the door of Xiaohua Hall, watching the sky outside, and also looking at Yinlian's calm face, his heart felt like being scratched by a cat, he couldn't bear it.

When it was getting late, Yinlian slowly closed the pages of the book, and Na Yu immediately stepped forward to take the book when she saw it.He casually wanted to ask Yinlian what he was going to do next.

But before he could speak, Yin Lian walked past Na Yu like a gust of wind, to see if his pace was in a hurry.

Na Yu looked at his heart and said, "Is it still in a hurry?"

The roof is carved with gorgeous but not vulgar classical patterns, with clear lines, petals of flowers can be counted, meridians of leaves can be seen, everything is like a living thing.

Jia Ting opened his eyes and looked at these patterns without blinking. He was serious and focused. His dark eyes were as calm as the surface of water without ripples.

The face is so calm, but Jiating's heart is tumbling.

Jia Ting clearly remembered that he was about to die, the vitality in his body was constantly draining, and his consciousness was also disappearing. With slightly opened eyes, he watched the blood in his body flow to another place through a dark tentacles.

Jiating thought that the moment he opened his eyes was the region, where there were many wild souls wandering between the heaven and the earth.

But when he opened his eyes in the next second, he saw such a scene, which was very beautiful and soft. At that moment, Jia Ting knew that he was still alive, and the feeling of being alive was so beautiful.

Before he had time to think about anything, familiar footsteps sounded in the silent room, one after another, shattering the relaxation and joy that Jia Ting had just woken up.