nowhere to go

He left the next day, leaving the imperial physician behind, and returned to Beijing with his guards.

Que Xian guarded Fan Yuan's side day and night, fearing that he would do something else.Although Fan Yuan said that he didn't want to see Que Xian again, after all, he didn't really drive him away, so Que Xian stayed like this and told Fan Yuan to eat on time three times a day.

After he didn't have to continue to eat liquid food, Que Xian began to change ways to prepare delicious food and serve it in front of Fan Yuan. The first time, Fan Yuan directly fell to the ground, and the second time, no matter how much he begged Fan Yuan, he didn't look straight at him. After eating those dishes, Fan Yuan frowned and ate half a bowl of rice for the third time, but he still didn't eat those dishes.

In his impression, Fan Yuan had never had such a willful temper. He remembered that Fan Yuan had secretly led him out of the palace before, and walked along the streets and alleys in the capital until he couldn't move. In the end, he carried Fan Yuan back.

"You...don't your lord have anything you want to eat?" Que Xian finally couldn't help asking.

Fan Yuan rested his chin in one hand, looked at Que Xian for a while and asked, "Do you get me whatever I want?"

"Yes." Que Xian lowered his head and replied.

Fan Yuan thought for a moment, then he smiled and said: "Then why not cut off your meat and give it to me to eat."

Que Xian was stunned when he heard the words, he raised his head and looked into Fan Yuan's eyes as if trying to discern whether what he said was true or not.

Fan Yuan asked: "Why, can't it?"

"I don't know, my lord...do you want to eat raw or cooked?" Que Xian lowered his head and asked.

Fan Yuan looked at him for a moment and replied, "It was born."

Hearing this, Que Xian got up and went out. Fan Yuan withdrew his gaze from him and was lost in thought, wondering if Que Xian would be so stupid to cut off his own flesh and serve him.

After a while Que Xian came back with a plate with his usual expression, Fan Yuan was stunned for a long time looking at the sliced ​​meat on the white plate, then he looked up at Que Xian and asked, "Where did you cut it? "

"Abdomen." Que Xian replied very succinctly.

Fan Yuan was stunned when he heard the words, he suppressed the shock in his heart and said: "Take off your clothes."

Que Xian hesitated for a moment, then untied his belt with one hand, and tore off his robe, revealing the hastily bandaged wound on his waist and abdomen.

Fan Yuan stretched out his hand to touch it, he could feel that there was indeed a piece missing under the gauze, he turned his head to look at the plate of meat in Que Xian's hand, he couldn't restrain his astonishment.

Que Xian brought the plate in front of Fan Yuan and asked, "Will the lord not eat?"

Fan Yuan looked at him, and said again: "Suddenly I don't want to eat, show me." He just wanted to know how far Que Xian could listen to what he said.

After hearing this, Que Xian seemed to hesitate for a moment, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece and was about to send it to his mouth.

Fan Yuan hurriedly knocked his hand off, knocking the plate of meat on the ground together, and asked, "Are you crazy?"

Que Xian looked up at Fan Yuan and replied, "Not crazy."

Fan Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, he got up and dragged Que Xian to the side of the bed, threw Que Xian on the bed, leaned over and pressed on it, he looked at Que Xian and asked, "You want me, don't you?"

Que Xian replied, "Yes."

Fan Yuan firmly grabbed Que Xian's clothes and said, "Then I'll give it to you, and then you go, can you stay away from me?"

"Impossible." Que Xian's eyes froze, he grabbed Fan Yuan and instantly turned over to press him, saying, "I want to be by your side, always, forever."

Fan Yuan frowned, raised his hand and slapped him. Although he had no spiritual power and no weapon, he still had the most basic fighting method, but after a few moves, his hand was stopped by Que Xian, and he He raised his leg and kicked Que Xian hard in the abdomen, but Que Xian didn't let go of the pain. Instead, he took the opportunity to separate his legs and press on him, tore off his belt and untied his clothes , stroking his back to the back of his heart and gently supporting him.

Que Xian lowered his head and kissed Fan Yuan's heart, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what you are afraid of, but I said that I will never hurt you, trust me."

With a trembling voice, Fan Yuan suppressed the fear in his heart and said, "How can I trust you now that you are like this."

Que Xian also seemed to have calmed down after hearing the words, loosened the grip on Fan Yuan, stood up and said, "I'm sorry."

Fan Yuan heaved a sigh of relief and regained some sense of reason. He folded his clothes and sat up, only to find that the clothes were already stained with blood. Looking at the wound on Que Xian's waist and abdomen, the bright red blood had already soaked the gauze. Little by little, the bed was also stained red.

He frowned, got up and was about to leave, but was dragged back by Que Xian, and sat on Que Xian's lap.

Fan Yuan was at a loss for a moment when he looked at the face so close.

Que Xian's complexion had already turned pale, and there was no trace of blood on his lips, as if he was enduring pain.

Que Xian said, "I like you."

"I don't like you." Fan Yuan replied without hesitation.

Que Xian still said: "I want to stay by your side, as long as I can watch you live well."

Fan Yuan still refused, "It's not good for you to leave me here."

Que Xian looked up at Fan Yuan, as if asking why.

Fan Yuan said disdainfully: "What do you like about me, this look? It's a pity that I will grow old in a few years..." How can you like me.

"I want to grow old with you..." Que Xian interrupted with his head down.

Fan Yuan was stunned, and he had to react for a long time before asking: "What did you just... say...?"

"I said... I want to grow old with you..." Que Xian repeated in a low voice.

Fan Yuan replied in a daze: "I don't like the old man."

"I only like you." Que Xian said again.

"Are you stupid?" Fan Yuan couldn't think of other words to describe it.

Que Xian raised his head and looked at him for a while, then lowered his eyes and said, "If you say yes, then yes."

Fan Yuan broke free from Que Xian's hand, stood up and said, "You are sicker than me."

After finishing speaking, Fan Yuan ran away. He really didn't know how to respond. He had never been so upset in thousands of years, and he couldn't face Que Xian calmly, so he could only choose to run away. up.

But soon he was captured by Que Xian again.

His hands were tied and he was thrown on the bed, unable to move anymore.

Que Xian looked at him and said, "I really want to, really really want to find a place to lock you up forever, a place only I know..."

Fan Yuan frowned and replied: "You are sick."

Que Xian replied: "You are the only one who is sick. I told you not to run out until your illness is cured."

"It's against you." Fan Yuan said angrily, "Untie me."

Que Xian watched him hesitate for a moment before untying the rope, and then slapped Fan Yuan instantly.

Que Xian sighed, grabbed Fan Yuan's hand, rubbed it twice and blew it, and said, "Next time, beat him with something else."

Fan Yuan was dumbfounded.

Later, he tried to escape several times, but he was still captured by Que Xian. Finally, he couldn't help but ask Que Xian once, "How do you know which direction I'm going every time?"

Que Xian moved closer, rubbed his nose against the hair next to Fan Yuan's ear and said, "Scent."

Fan Yuan pushed Que Xian away violently, and smelled himself, but he didn't smell anything.

Seeing this, Que Xian said, "My lord, do you still want to leave?"

Fan Yuan was so angry that he went back to the room and directly lifted the table and smashed everything in the room, thinking that he should just kill Que Xian and forget it.As soon as he pulled out the dagger to take a look, Que Xian followed him and hugged him from behind, pressed his hand and asked, "Your Highness really hates me so much, do you want to kill me?"

Fan Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, and he thought for a long time before saying: "Actually, I have killed you, many, many times."

"And then." Que Xian asked from behind.

Then?There is no more, Que Xian died in front of him over and over again, and would return to him the next day.

"If you really want to see me die in front of you, you don't need to do it yourself." Que Xian said as he snatched the dagger and let go of Fan Yuan.

Fan Yuan turned around, looked at the dagger in Yan Quexian's hand, took it off and threw it aside and said, "Not yet, now I have another thing to confirm."

After speaking, he brought Que Xian to the bedside and pushed him down on the bed. He undressed himself and climbed onto the bed with only a thin layer of underwear left. He looked at Que Xian and said, "Fuck me."

Que Xian was startled when he heard the words, and stared at him in a daze.

"Que Xian, how long do you want to pretend?" Fan Yuan leaned in front of Que Xian and looked him in the eyes and said.

Que Xian saw that there was no way to hide it anymore, so he could only turn his eyes to look at Fan Yuan.

"When did you remember it?" Fan Yuan asked again.

Que Xian lowered his head and turned his eyes away, and replied, "Since... when I rescued you, and then I heard your conversation with Duan Yi, I remembered it."

"Are you dead?" Fan Yuan frowned and asked suspiciously.

"Probably?" Que Xian frowned and replied, "I don't know..."

"So you don't know what happened afterwards?" Fan Yuan actually wanted to ask Wei Yin what happened afterwards, but looking at Que Xian's current state, he didn't seem to know much.

Que Xian replied, "I don't know."

"What's the use of you." After Fan Yuan asked, he got up and left.

Que Xian pulled him back and hugged him and said, "It's true when I say I like you and want to grow old with you."

"I also said that I don't like you and the old man." Fan Yuan replied with raised eyebrows.

Que Xian still did not give up and said, "Let me stay by your side."

Fan Yuan asked angrily: "What can you do if you stay?"

Que Xian was silent for a while, then replied, "I'm going to you."

Fan Yuan directly dismissed it: "You are dreaming."

"I've had dreams many times." Que Xian paused for a moment after finishing speaking, "Since I met you, I've only had you in my dreams."

Fan Yuan froze when he heard the words, he looked at Que Xian's hand