Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

. Xiao Shuo straightened up, "You—"

Yun Lang was coiled on the couch, tugging at his sleeve: "Little Prince."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "Anything else?"

"You can read the file every day." Yun Lang didn't believe it, "Aren't you afraid of what you said today?"

"Aren't you always afraid of ghosts?" Yun Lang said, "When the prince talked about weird things when he was young, you dragged me away—"

"I dragged you away because if I didn't drag you away, you would be so scared that you couldn't sleep all night, and you would smash my window outside all night."

Xiao Shuo pulled out his sleeves: "Father is willing to see this, so he keeps talking about wild corpses in mountain villages and dry wells in ancient temples."

Yun Lang shuddered, his face became more bitter: "Stop talking."

Xiao Shuo wondered: "Are you still afraid of this now? Then in the past five years, when you met Gujing—"

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang said gloomyly, "Believe it or not, there was a white-clothed ghost jumping up to bite you tonight."

Xiao Shuo looked at the immaculate snow-white brocade robe that Young Master Yun was wearing, but after all he couldn't suppress it, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The ghost of the Yun clan was bewitched by him, and was stunned for a while, unable to recover.

"Okay." Xiao Shuo said, "Just tonight."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Xiaowang's morality is getting deeper and deeper, Yun Lang took a deep breath, gritted his teeth viciously, and was about to give him a good time, but suddenly he was covered by his chest and shoulders, and he grabbed him warmly.

Yun Lang froze in Xiao Shuo's chest, dazed and raised his head.

"I'm here."

Xiao Shuo looked at him with a calm expression, "You don't have to be afraid of these things. I will be here from today until your bones turn into ashes a hundred years later."

Yun Lang swallowed, felt that the words were not quite right for a while, but couldn't push them away for no reason, and fumbled to hold Xiao Shuo's arm.

"I'm here, Yunlang."

Xiao Shuo embraced the ever-victorious General Yun, protected him, and stroked his back twice, "Don't be afraid."