across the shore

No need to look back, no need to turn an eye, just listen to the footsteps, I know you are behind me.

Jia Ting closed his eyes to hide the look in his own eyes.His face was pale after a serious injury, and he looked so delicate and fragile.

The moment Jia Ting woke up, he knew that he was rescued by Yin Lian, although he didn't feel grateful, but there was still some inexplicable joy in his heart.

Knowing that if it weren't for him, he would not have encountered these things, but when he was really close to death, he was often inexplicably happy for the person who saved him.

Maybe I'm escaping, maybe there's no other way.

In the past few days, Yinlian's face has no emotional fluctuations, as if the time is still there, still in place.Facing the threat of the emperor, the public opinion of Yindian, and the slander of everyone, it seems that everything has nothing to do with him, as if the person involved is not him.

But in reality, is the heart really as calm as the surface?

When I heard the news that Jiating woke up, I saw with my own eyes how Jiating closed his eyes.For a moment, all Yinlian thought was "It will be fine when I wake up."

But after that?Time will not remain the same, nor will it remain where it is.The same is true of the heart, when it is not fully possessed, it is blindly thinking of possession; after having it, it is blindly thinking of eternity.

Jia Ting's evasion through this distance, through the pressure actually exerted on Yin Lian's body and heart in the past few days, what has become of it?

Who knows?Yinlian didn't know either, but he was advancing, approaching Jiating step by step.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, his golden eyes stared at Jia Ting for a long time.But I didn't wait until those dark eyes, my mood began to become restless, and the things that had been suppressed in the past few days began to be released slowly.

The fingertips of the left index finger gently lifted Jia Ting's small chin, the warm body temperature caused Jia Ting's body to tremble slightly, but he still did not open his eyes.

Jia Ting's untroubled appearance made Yinlian very unhappy, and then Yinlian put her right hand beside the pillow.

The whole body slowly leaned down, the warm body temperature gradually scorched the air around Jia Ting, the slight breath sprayed on Jia Ting's face, and the long soft hair lay on Jia Ting's body like running water.

Getting closer and closer.

Jiating opened his eyes unbearably, but the impact he received when he opened his eyes may be even greater.

Her lips are like cherry blossoms, her skin is like melting snow, her eyes are like stars, and her hair is like silver threads.

In those golden eyes, there is a clear reflection of Jiating's pale skin, bloodless lips, messy black hair, and the panic that suddenly came to his senses after being infatuated.

At that moment, Jiating felt that he was flustered, and he didn't know the reason for the panic. Before he had time to worry about anything, or even to control his emotions, his head instinctively turned sideways.

However, the slender but still strong fingertips fixed Jia Ting's small pointed chin, and when he sensed Jia Ting's movement, he immediately exerted force.

"You said you're awake, shouldn't we have a good chat? Huh?"

The warm breath sprinkled on the sensitive skin of Jiating's neck, itching and numb.The words seemed plain, but Jia Ting would not think that Yin Lian came to care about him.

"Why do you plan to respond with silence? This doesn't seem to be your style?"

Jia Ting reflected deeply in his heart, maybe he acted too hastily, and should wait until he has completely gained Yinlian's trust, or waited until he fully understood the situation before acting.

But now, it's useless to say anything.

"So what are you going to do with me?" He didn't speak for a long time, but he couldn't stop being hoarse when he opened his mouth.

"Now I'm being honest." Yin Lianqing's calm questioning tone was like a gust of wind, not violent, but soft like nothing, but it blew in the bottom of my heart, making it tingling.

Jia Ting knew that he was saying that he pretended to be submissive with lowered eyebrows a few months ago, but in reality he was planning to escape with evil intentions.He thought that this move should have annoyed Yinlian, but was he wrong again?

"We are just so-called vagrants, so how can we be honest? In the eyes of you high-ranking people, aren't we "shameless rats"? Oh, no, I have wronged you. "Shameless rats" are just given to us by the green-haired race. Title, you young emperors standing at the top of the pyramid must not even know what a vagrant is, right?"

The sharp language was the same as it was at the beginning, and those ironic and ironic words—"high-ranking race", "young emperor" and "vagrant" appeared in Yinlian's ears again.

Going around and going around is the starting point again.

Yinlian was a little dazed by those words, and didn't react for a while.

In just a few seconds of trance, many decisions can be made.

Jia Ting suddenly broke free from the threat of Yinlian's fingertips, and regardless of the wounds and pain on his body, he stood up abruptly and leaned towards Yinlian.

The sound of collision resounded in the silent room.

Jiating hooked Yinlian's neck with both hands, a pair of dark eyes were closer to those golden eyes than ever before, and so was his body.

Lips and teeth are attached, and the tongue tastes the sweet blood; the eyes meet, and the bottom of the heart touches each other's barrier.

The dark eyes were flustered and stubborn in the pale golden light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and those golden eyes were so confused and at a loss.

After a few seconds of time, Yinlian was shocked and couldn't control his strength to push Jiating away.Under this force, Jia Ting's thin body fell on the bed with some fragility.

Looking at the bright red blood on Jia Ting's lips and the weird golden color, which formed a sharp contrast with his skin, the corners of his mouth slightly raised an arc, and he looked at Yin Lian with both teasing and self-deprecating eyes.

Such mysterious and strange, such pale, such expression, Yin Lian is extremely unwilling to see.

"Do you feel disgusting? The bodies and blood of homeless people"

Disgusting?Yinlian didn't know, but he was flustered and at a loss.As a young emperor and destined to be the future emperor, he has received various educations since he was a child.

Learn various [skills], learn the use of various weapons, understand the defects of various [skills], and the shortcomings of various weapons.Know the various theories and their applications.However, there is no such training.

No one told him how they should deal with this situation, or maybe they didn't expect this situation at all when teaching him and them.

Who in the mainland dares to challenge the authority of the young emperor?

have no idea.have no idea.

There was still a trace of blood on Yinlian's lips, red and golden, which made his lips more delicate.

Jia Ting used too much force, and the lips of the two of them hurt. I don't know who was injured, and who left blood.

"If you feel disgusting and dirty, why leave me here? I'm just a bum. If I've offended you before, I can admit my mistake."

Throw it out, and the language comes with self-esteem.

Jiating was lying on the huge bed covered with soft silk, but it only made him appear smaller and more fragile.Looking at the pattern on the roof with lost eyes, he muttered in his mouth.

This appearance did not make Yin Lian happy, but sinful. A thought suddenly came to him: "Maybe he destroyed something in a silent place. This boy is a bird?"

When Yinlian left, the two of them didn't say a word, Jiating was lying on the bed, and Yinlian closed the door for him.

Outside the window is hazy and drizzle, and inside the window is misty speculation.

Na Yu gently opened the door, and saw Jia Ting sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring carefully at the scenery outside with a pair of black eyes.Xu Shi was raining today, and the weather was cold, so he wore a coat that didn't fit his figure, which made him look extraordinarily thin.

"Master Ting." Na Yu interrupted some conjectures in his mind and called softly.

Jiating turned his head and gave Yu a cold look, then slowly turned his head to look out the window, and asked coldly, "Why are you here so early today?"

It's not even noon now, according to Na Yu's habit of knocking on the door at noon to deliver meals in the past.Today, Na Yu came early.

"Prince Lian has something to convey to you." Na Yu nodded with a smile, not delving into the meaning of Jia Ting's words.

"what words"

Na Yu listened, and carefully looked at the expression on Jia Ting's face, calm and composed, without any panic.For a moment, Na Yu was a little puzzled.

But he didn't have time to figure out this puzzle.

"Prince Lian said that he wants to play a game with Master Ting. If you win, you will be released from the Silver Palace; if you lose..."

When Yu said this, he had nothing to say.Jia Ting waited for a while, but did not see any further words, and asked, "So what if you lose?"

"Prince Lian never said it, that's all for the message." Na Yu also didn't understand Yin Lian's intention, as for the second half of the unfinished sentence, Na Yu was also guessing, but he didn't guess it.And Jiating even disdains to guess, at least at this moment.

Jiating raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.He tilted his head and looked at the small piece of dark sky outside the window, and said amusedly, "Do I have the right to refuse?"

At that moment, a surge of anger surged in Na Yu's heart, an anger he had never felt towards anyone before, and he almost couldn't restrain himself from bursting out: "Does Prince Lian have the right?"

But the moment he opened his mouth again, he held his mouth tightly, the anger in his eyes, his pale lips pursed, his slightly distorted facial muscles, everything looked so ridiculous.

He is just a waiter.

Jia Ting looked at Na Yu's face reflected on the floor-to-ceiling window, smiled, and said nothing.Both of them were silent for a while."Go back and tell him I played the game, no matter how it ends," Garting said.

After a long silence, Yu Songxia's face twisted, his shoulders drooped slightly, and he walked out silently.

Jia Ting did not make a sound, and remained silent for a while.

"No matter what the ending is?" Yinlian listened to Na Yu's reply, and unconsciously stretched out a hand to touch the French window.Looking at the distant sky, I stretched out my hand, but the warm fingertips touched the cold window.

"Yes, Master Ting said so." Na Yu nodded and said in a low voice.

"Go down."

Na Yu raised his head and looked at the back of Yinlian in front of him, thought for a moment, wanted to say but couldn't, so he retreated secretly, and closed the door smoothly.