There is a story that has a grudge against me

At the edge of the dense forest beside the official road, a dilapidated carriage leaned aside, its frame slanted and swayed, and one wheel rolled far away, lying quietly in the grass, but the horses pulling the carriage did not know where to go. Where, but the traces of chariots and horses on the ground are brand new.

It is obvious that there has just been a fight here, and it looks like the gangster has just left not long ago...

"My lord, do you want to go down for inspection?" The servant of the imperial horse yelled to stop the horse, and asked inside through the curtain of the carriage.

"No, just see if there is anyone who needs help." A gentle male voice came out from inside the car. The voice was long but powerful, and it was very pleasant to listen to.

The young servant got off his horse and lifted the whip to examine the grass carefully. "Is anyone there? Is there someone still there?" The boy's voice spread through the dense forest, startling a flock of birds in the forest beside the road, but in the end, no one answered the question, and it was still submerged in the lush mountains beside the road ...

Although this is an official road, because it is located in the south, few people pass by.Now it was approaching dusk, and the avenue was once again dimly reflected by the slanting setting sun, making it feel like a deserted place.

I saw the young man tossing and turning beside the carriage for a long time, but still got nothing.

After a while, the people in the car raised the curtain and called out: "Come back, Fuguier, someone must be one step ahead of us."

Fu Gui'er responded, then turned around and ran back to the side of the horse, and with a shout, he swung his whip and drove away.

The dust rolled up by the carriage continued into the dim sky, making people confused for a moment.

It wasn't until the smoke and dust subsided that I saw a young man with a messy bun and a messy body lying on his stomach at the place where the carriages and horses had stopped just now. There were conspicuous bloodstains on the young man's chest and arms, and the clothes on his body were completely unrecognizable in color. There was a long track behind him, as if he had just crawled over from the dense forest.

"Help...save me..." The young man's voice was hoarse, and he stretched out his hand with all his strength in the direction of Chariot and Horse Juechen, but there was no sign of the two carriages?

"...Don't go..." The young man's eyes were clouded with water, his heart was full of despair, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and passed out by the side of the road...

When Nie Huaien woke up from the coma, he found that he was already lying on the warm gums.

A girl in a light-yellow blouse turned around holding a copper basin, and when she saw him wake up, she was overjoyed: "Are you awake? Don't move, I'll wipe your face with a basin of water."

The girl smiled kindly, and seeing Nie Huai'en's heart warmed for a while, she was struggling to get up and salute.

But the girl gently supported her shoulders and lay back down: "Don't move, be careful to tear the wound."

Nie Huai'en had no choice but to lie down on his back and cup his fists, and greeted the girl: "Thank you for your righteous rescue!" His expression was sincere but his posture was clumsy.

But seeing the girl covering her mouth and chuckling, she took a step back.Only then did Nie Huai'en see the tall man standing behind her.I saw that man was dressed in white, with such eyebrows and eyes, plump and handsome, and his expression was ecstatic.When Nie Huai'en saw the man's elegant appearance, he was immediately trembling by the brilliance on his face. The man's gentle look had already made all the beautiful things in the world feel dumb, not even half of it.

Nie Huai'en's half-clasped fist was still hanging in the air, and he stared blankly into the man's deep eyes, speechless.

Seeing that Nie Huai'en lost his composure for a while, the girl couldn't help giggling: "This is my son, he saved you..."

With a smile in his eyes, the young master looked at Nie Huai'en gently, not annoyed by his blankness and rudeness at the moment, he just stepped over to his bedside and sat down, stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, Zhuoer smiled: "Well, burning I also retired, no matter how well I take care of it, it will be fine."

The young master saw that he was still confused, so he just smiled: "My surname is Bai and my name is Zhexi. People I know call me Young Master Biyuan even if they have nothing to do. I passed by the edge of the dense forest that day and I already walked far away. Well, I went back to check with my servants, only to find that the young master passed out by the side of the road, and I took my own initiative to take the young master back to recuperate, I hope the young master is no wonder... dare to ask the young master Gao's surname?"

Listening to his words, Nie Huai'en hesitated more and more. Seeing Bai Zhexi smiling and looking at him for a long time, he finally regained his senses: "I...My name is Nie Huai'en."

After finishing speaking, Bai Zhexi was stunned for a second, but his expression was a little unnatural, but he nodded and smiled in an instant, turned around and told his servants to serve him well, then turned around to tuck the quilt up for Nie Huai'en, and then closed the door and left …

Nie Huai'en looked at the back of him leaving, and then he seemed to be inspired.

It's no wonder that Nie Huai'en has eyes but doesn't recognize real people.

Mr. Biyuan is well-known, but because he was born in a princely mansion, and he has the reputation of being the most beautiful man in the world, he is not familiar with many people because of his indifferent temperament.There are countless people in the arena who want to scold their daughters in order to see one side of them, but they still have no way to do it.Mr. Biyuan was originally from a noble family, and he didn't want to be rich. What's more, the son's nature does not seek fame and fortune, and he only vows to travel around the world.

Now, Nie Huai'en was lucky enough to be rescued by him, and he was grateful in his heart, and he suddenly found out his identity, and he immediately fell in love with him—Mr.

After three or five days of recuperation, Nie Huai'en's injury gradually recovered, and because Bai Zhexi instructed his servants to be meticulous, his face gradually returned to ruddy.

On this day, Nie Huai'en had just finished washing up when he woke up early, when he saw the red-sleeved girl who had been taking good care of her for the past few days knocked on the door and turned in, holding a huge lacquered wooden food box in her hand, and asked politely: "Mr. Nie is feeling better now? My young master sent me Take some cakes and fruits purchased the day before yesterday, and send them to the young master to taste."

Nie Huai'en thanked him modestly, thinking that since he lived in the White Mansion, he spent all his daily food and clothing as a guest, he immediately felt grateful, and said to the girl: "Your Majesty Bi Yuan saved me, but I couldn't thank you personally. I don't know if the young master is free now? Please ask the girl to introduce me."

Seeing that he was sincere and honest, the red-sleeved girl nodded with a smile: "My lord has a heart, please come with me."

Nie Huai'en followed the red-sleeved girl around the two corridors, and saw the young master in the green jade gown standing on the pavilion between the lakes in front of the house.

He lightly held Yuxiao's right hand and slanted his back behind him, staring at the distant Diecui as if he was thinking about something.

I saw the pavilions and pavilions near the distant mountains and near the water, which formed a scene with this elegant figure. The mist that hadn't cleared up in the early morning drifted into it, as if it was a fairyland.

"Master Nie? Is Mr. Nie okay?"

The lingering voice passed through the misty lake and penetrated to the bottom of Nie Huai'en's heart.

Bai Zhexi was meditating on the brook pavilion, turned around by accident and found the man by the lake, but seeing that he was silent, he was very puzzled, so he called softly.

Nie Huai'en realized his gaffe just now, subconsciously came back to his senses and agreed, but his voice trembled slightly, with a little self-evident timidity and caution.

Nie Huai'en hated himself for not being able to control himself, only a slight smile from Mr. Bi Yuan seemed to strip him of all his clothes, completely exposing that little gesture that had been carefully hidden for a long time in front of that person.

Bai Zhexi just smiled, walked across the lake to Nie Huai'en, drove away the servants around him, and gently took his right hand: "Mr. Nie hasn't had breakfast yet, has he?"

Nie Huai'en felt as if he was possessed by a demon. Every intentional or unintentional touch by Bai Zhexi was like touching a switch on his body, which made him feel powerless and excited.

His heart started beating uncontrollably, but he managed to prevent Bai Zhexi from taking the initiative to hold the hand, and let him hold the exquisite pastries placed on the pavilion stone table in front of him one by one Come.

"What? Not to your liking?"

Seeing Nie Huai'en's delay in moving his chopsticks, Bai Zhexi looked at him intently and asked carefully, his voice turned to Nie Huai'en's ear, like the breeze brushing his shoulders, making him sink uncontrollably.

"No, no...it's delicious."

Nie Huai'en grabbed the ivory chopsticks on the table as if he wanted to prove something, and immediately grabbed the dough cake in front of him, but his fingers suddenly seemed completely uncontrollable. trembling.

Nie Huai'en couldn't figure out his thoughts, and he didn't know why when he saw Bai Zhexi, he began to lose his composure frequently.

Just as Nie Huai'en was lamenting that he was worthless and didn't know what to do, he saw Bai Zhexi suddenly get up, leaning on the stone table and walking to his side, stretching out a hand to gently hold his trembling right hand holding the ivory chopsticks , His eyebrows and eyes are full of concern.

"Is it a bit cold in the morning breeze? Blame me, you shouldn't be blowing cool breeze on this small lake house after recovering from a serious illness, come with me to the house..."

Bai Zhexi's palms were slightly warm, as if the coolness in the morning had just faded away, but it seemed that Nie Huai'en was burning all over.

Bai Zhexi took him to sit down at the mahogany table in the house, and ordered his servants to fetch the snacks from the small building in the lake, then turned around and fetched a big cloak, and gently helped Nie Huai'en put it on.

"...You are still sick, you shouldn't be so tired, let me feed you."

Bai Zhexi couldn't help but sit beside Nie Huai'en, took the food box from the servant, gently picked up a piece with his fingers, and handed it to Nie Huai'en's mouth: "This is Yu Fuxiang's cherry cake, try it first how is the taste?"

Nie Huai'en opened his lips slightly, obediently licking the pink translucent pastry.He stared down at the food box on the table, not daring to look at Bai Zhexi at all.

Nie Huai'en suddenly felt that his posture was ambiguous, but he refused.Heart beating like a drum, he had just put the pastry in his mouth, and was about to turn his head to hide his rosy cheeks from Bai Zhexi's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the finger stretched out in front of his lips was suddenly gently slid across his lips, wiping away the pastry residue that accidentally stuck to the corner of his mouth.

The man chuckled: "You are so grown up, you still eat like a child."

Nie Huai'en was hot all over in an instant, and his face was red up to the ears.

Nie Huai'en didn't understand the inexplicable intimacy in his tone, so he only secretly raised his eyes to look at him, but saw that he was looking at him with a smile, and immediately lowered his head shyly, not daring to look at him.

"what happened?"

Bai Zhexi turned sideways, gently leaned against Nie Huai'en's ear, and asked him in a low voice: "...Little Douzi, do you really not remember me?"