I ran with the ball after being pregnant with the male lead's cub

The mountain peaks in the extreme north are covered with wind and snow all the year round, the dying plum blossoms hang on the branches, only three or two are left here and there.

Someone stood under the tree with his hands behind his back, looking up at the plum blossoms swaying in the wind.

After an unknown amount of time, a black figure silently knelt behind him.

The man who looked like a statue moved, looked back sideways and said humanely: "How is the matter going?"

"When my subordinates arrived, the entire Ghost Valley had been burned into ruins. After searching, I only found this ghost face. The whereabouts of the owner of the Ghost Valley is unknown."

The man in black lowered his head as he spoke, not daring to look directly at him, and presented the blackened bronze ghost face in his hand.

"waste!"

A terrifying coercion surged, and the thick snow accumulated on the branches of Hanmei fell one after another, but the people standing under the tree were not touched at all.

The man in black held his chest and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, lowering his head even lower.

"The subordinates are not effective, please ask the Lord to make atonement."

The man snorted coldly: "Look for him. If you want to see people, you need to see dead bodies. Wei Lin is such a cunning person, he can't die so easily."

"Yes!"

The man in black stood up tremblingly, as if remembering something, he nodded again: "My lord, there is one more thing."

"Say."

"The arsonist..." The man in black hesitated, "It seems to be the young master's subordinate."

"Duan Xi?" The man hummed suspiciously, flicked his sleeves after a while and said, "I see, step back."

The man in black walked as silently as when he came.

The man was still standing on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, his robe rattling in the cold wind, and there was no trace of warmth in his dark eyes.

He opened his lips and muttered to himself: "Li Qing, our son is not very obedient."

"If he wants to hinder my great cause..."

He paused, his eyes drooping slightly, "Then I can only clear the obstacles myself."

When his words fell, a sharp and mournful bird song resounded through the sky, and on the cold plum tree, a giant bird full of flames loomed.

He looked at the giant bird, raised the corner of his mouth, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes: "You will only talk to me at this time."

"But it's okay, you will soon forget everything. I believe that at that time, you will love me as much as before."

He caressed the rough bark of the plum tree obsessively, as if trying to appease his tantrum lover.

Above the Tianmen, Duan Xi shattered the white jade cup in his hand, and looked towards the north as if aware of it, his eyes darkened.

It is said that sickness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread, even if it is a good elixir, Wei Lin has been sick for several days.

It was clearly early autumn, but he was forced to wrap himself in a heavy cloak, his pale face was still slightly sick, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead due to the heat.

He didn't notice that something was wrong with Duan Xi, his eyes were lowered, and his palms were pressed against the stone table for coolness.

Duan Xi shook off the powder in his hand, seeing that he was really uncomfortably hot, he took out a handkerchief and threw it to him, saying: "Wipe your sweat."

Wei Lin pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and took it anyway.

He was hot, but he wanted to take off his annoying cloak more than wipe the sweat off his brow.But at this time, he was just a prisoner, and he couldn't help himself, so he could only accept it aggrieved.

There was a light fragrance exuding from the handkerchief, Wei Lin identified it carefully, it turned out to be the fragrance of plum blossoms.

He frowned a little strangely, the hero actually likes plum blossoms?Such a girly taste doesn't quite fit his personality.

He sneaked a glance at Duan Xi, but was caught by the latter.

Duan Xi propped his hands on his head, and tapped his fingertips on the stone table one by one. After catching his gaze, he curled up the corners of his lips leisurely and said, "Look if you want to, why are you secretly watching me?" Madam wants to see it, I will never let Madam see it."

Wei Lin's eyebrows twitched, and that nameless anger ignited again.

He rubbed his palm against the stone table, but he still couldn't hold back, "Why does Master Duan humiliate me?"

Duan Xi raised his eyebrows: "Why did you humiliate you?"

Wei Lin frowned even deeper, and didn't answer his question directly, but said sarcastically: "I don't know when Sect Master Duan became a Taoist couple, and it's really rude not to give some small gifts to Sect Master."

The word "Bo Li" is very heavy, and it is not known whether it was too deeply influenced by the original owner's residual thoughts, Wei Lin couldn't express any good feelings for Duan Xi.Even if he knew that if he wanted to live a good life, he had to rely on Duan Xi temporarily, but he just couldn't help but show a good face.

Duan Xi snorted, "Gifts? Is Madam planning to send a dowry here?"

Wei Lin narrowed his eyes, if he had the original owner's memory and force, he would have to fight Duan Xi now.It's just that now he can't carry his hands on his shoulders, and can only swallow his anger.

You can't talk about it, you can't beat it, and you have to see it.

With a cold face, Wei Lin withdrew his greedy hand, and just got up to leave, but Duan Xi grabbed his arm from behind, with a slight movement, he lost his focus and fell into Duan Xi's arms.

The red-haired man stroked his sweaty temple hair with his hands, and smiled jokingly with the corners of his lips hooked.

"Angry? Huh?"

Wei Lin struggled several times but failed, so he could only turn his face away and not meet his gaze.He said angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

He was angry with Duan Xi for being frivolous, and also angry with himself for being useless.

"What do you want?" Duan Xi murmured in a low voice, laughed out loud for a while, and slid his fingertips from his cheeks to rest on his slender collarbone.

"I've said it long ago. I'm very satisfied with your body. Being my wife doesn't mean I treat you badly."

"You want me to be subordinate to others? Unless I die."

Wei Lin was so angry that his lungs were going to explode, the original text didn't say that the male lead was so brazen.He didn't understand what Duan Xi was thinking at all, so he fell asleep once, and forced his sworn enemy who had killed him several times to be his wife?

I am not afraid of being stabbed to death by the person next to my pillow in the middle of the night.

Duan Xi raised his eyebrows, and said with a half-smile: "Really?"

He leaned against Wei Lin's sweaty forehead, the fine lines in his black pupils were clearly visible, shining with the brilliance that was inevitable.

"Then let's wait and see."

Duan Xi let out his harsh words, but he disappeared in the next few days.

Wei Lin's body was still very weak. Although the wind and cold had recovered, he still couldn't catch a cold, and he couldn't even walk out of the courtyard alone.

Duan Xi seemed to really treat him as a canary in a cage, and there were secret whistles watching all around the courtyard, as if to prevent him from spreading his wings and flying away.

He leaned on the window rail and laughed at himself, holding this broken body, where could he escape?

Duan Xi not only prevented him from escaping by himself, but also prevented someone from sneaking in to save him.

Apart from him, there is not even a sweeping attendant in this courtyard, only a little boy who brings medicine meals at the o'clock every day and then leaves in a hurry, adding a touch of popularity to this cold courtyard.

There was a lot of light rain outside the window, and the residual heat of midsummer was also washed away, and the coldness penetrated through the fabric and penetrated into the skin.

Although he didn't want to admit it, this bit of cold might kill him.He hasn't figured out what the original owner wants him to do. This life is not completely his own, so he should take good care of it.

Wei Lin wrapped his slightly open skirt, got up and went back to the dormitory, took a cloak and put it on.

When he fastened the belt of his cloak, there was a slight sound outside the door. He thought it was the boy who delivered the medicinal food again, but when he turned around, he bumped into those dark eyes that were as dark as the abyss.

The author has something to say: The two days of compulsory overtime work are too long, I will try to do more tomorrow qwq