Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The inside and outside of the car finally became empty, and it was so quiet that there was no movement.

There were so few people that he was not used to it, Yun Lang cleared his throat, not daring to look back, and tried his best to move out of the carriage calmly and unobtrusively.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and pressed his forehead: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang moved half a foot away, supported the carriage, and paused.

Previously, Imperial Physician Liang had stabbed him down with a needle. Yun Lang's blood was flowing and his body was still very tired.

Yun Lang couldn't move anymore when he heard the lingering fear in Xiao Shuo's tone.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and did not stop him, his voice was still abnormally low: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang frowned, braced himself and turned back.

Xiao Shuo had an inexplicable nightmare in his heart, Yun Lang knew that this time he deliberately didn't bleed to scare him, but seeing Xiao Shuo's reaction now, he felt a little uncertain.

Yun Lang was not at ease, held Xiao Shuo's arm, and looked with his head: "Little prince?"

Xiao Shuo sat quietly without responding.

Yun Lang felt for his wrist veins, but couldn't quite figure it out, and looked at Xiao Shuo's face for a while.

Yun Lang withdrew his hand, feeling a little regretful.

He stayed outside the palace, not knowing what was going on in the court.But you don't need to think about it carefully to know that in the final analysis, it will definitely not be half pleasant.

No matter why...you shouldn't be messing around with Xiao Shuo at this time.

Yun Lang reflected for a moment, cleared his mind and eyesight, and said in a low voice: "Your legs..."

Xiao Shuo interrupted him: "It's all right."

"Are you really okay?" Yun Lang himself knelt down, and after a long time, he felt very uncomfortable after getting up, and couldn't walk smoothly for a few days, "Be careful, it's not right if it's numb or hurt, you need to ask the doctor to look at it."

Xiao Shuo didn't want to say this at this time, so he frowned and said in a low voice, "It's really all right, don't worry about it."

Yun Lang was worried after all, and went to lift the hem of his clothes: "No, you take off your pants first and let me see..."

Xiao Shuo lowered his head: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo looked at Young Master Yun, feeling mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know what to say: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang blushed and gritted his teeth: "If you have nothing good to say, then there is no need to say it."

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, moved his hand away, and covered himself with the frivolous clothes: "It's nothing, but I, Xiao, have missed you for a long time."

"Since you and I were young, I have had this heart. Therefore, sometimes it is inevitable to have some offensive and frivolous delusions. Whenever this happens, I feel very sorry for you."

Xiao Shuo looked at him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "But I don't want to... General Yun's army advances by leaps and bounds, and when he opens his mind, it's like—"

Yun Lang became angry from embarrassment, and took a bite firmly on his wrist.

General Yun's teeth were also the same as before, Xiao Shuo's wrists were stabbed, and he kept his composure, bent over and pulled him back: "Does it hurt so much?"

Yun Lang scalded from behind his ears into his neckline, frowned, and bit his teeth vaguely: "What?"

"I teased you so much, you didn't even have the strength to fight me, and threw me out."

Xiao Shuo put the person on his lap, pressed the pulse on his wrist, and examined carefully for a while: "Next time you have this matter, first tell Imperial Physician Liang not to seal your Tanzhong acupoint."

Yun Lang curled his lips and muttered softly.

Xiao Shuo couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

Yun Lang looked at him, and said to himself that you have never been subjected to the life-threatening series of needles by the old doctor Liang, and if you dare not to seal the Tanzhong acupoint, Tianling Gai will seal it for you.

He was still very uncomfortable, Yun Lang didn't want to worry him, so he responded casually: "Okay, I'll tell the imperial doctor."

Xiao Shuo took a closer look at Yun Lang's expression, put him down, and let him sit sideways on the side of the carriage: "Lie down."

"Isn't it good?" Yun Lang was a little cautious, sitting upright, being polite to him, "Kaifeng Yin is still under the car."

"...Don't worry about it." Xiao Shuo pressed his forehead: "The master will send him back."

"Are there so many carriages in the mansion? Are they hired?"

Yun Lang felt a little distressed for Yin Zi: "You are fighting against the emperor today, I'm afraid Sheng'en will not be as grand as in the past in the future, at least save yourself..."

Young Master Yun has had this temper since childhood, the more shy and uncomfortable he is, the more he can't stop talking.

Xiao Shuo knew that Yun Lang couldn't calm down for a while, so he simply withdrew his hand and looked at him carefully.

Yun Lang was even more uncomfortable being looked at: "What are you looking at me for?"

"It's really different." Xiao Shuo said, "In the past, I was prodigal for me, and I wished I could kill me, but now I have just passed Ming Road, and I am not allowed to spend money recklessly."

Yun Lang: "..."

More than half of Yunlang's blood flowed, he struggled to hold himself up, and gritted his teeth, ready to bite Xiao Xiaowang ruthlessly to death immediately.

Xiao Shuo saw him struggling, his eyes darkened silently, he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around him, and laid him flat on the couch.

Yun Lang struggled with him, choked, and coughed a few times: "My lord, I just figured out some things, there are many details, but I haven't had time to think it through."

Yun Lang has read a lot of books, so he is very vigilant: "Don't think that when I'm not prepared, you can lie to me after I have passed the enlightened road, and then it will be logical, get married first and then what..."

Xiao Shuo let go of his hand and pressed his forehead hard: "What's next?"

Yun Lang was embarrassed to say so, and grabbed his collar: "Are you really telling me to go through the Ming Road?!"

"..." Xiao Shuo moved his hand away, peeled off the fake crumpled shirt for Yunlang, and took it off carefully.

It wasn't the first time he had pushed the palace for Yunlang, and he was extremely proficient in doing all these things. He folded the clothes he took off and put them aside.

Yun Lang has been well-fed in the mansion these days, although he still hasn't changed his problem of not eating well after seeing dim sum, he has regained some of his weight, and is no longer as shockingly thin as when he just returned to the mansion.

It's just that the qi and blood have been stagnant for a long time, and after tossing and tossing for a long time, it didn't warm up much.

Xiao Shuo laid Yunlang flat, pressed a few big acupuncture points for him, felt the faint pain hidden under Yunlang's muscles and bones, and silently closed his eyes.

Yun Lang's qi and blood were insufficient, and his foundation was not stable. Imperial Physician Liang would know that he shouldn't have sealed his Tanzhong and Taiyuan acupuncture points.

Since he knew it clearly, but he still took the ruthless hand, it only shows that Yun Lang's situation at that time was too dangerous.

With swords and swords, General Yun, who does not change his face, and can casually talk about life and death, almost made the elders of the old people break their hearts and minds with a few abrupt words.

"And what are you thinking about there?"

Yun Lang eased off the numbness and pain caused by the acupoints for a while, looked at Xiao Shuo's face, and tugged at his sleeves: "I have something to say, every time I see your face like this, I have to think about it again, is there something wrong with me? Bullied you."

Xiao Shuo never thought that Young Master Yun would also reflect on this, so he glanced at him and went to get the heart protection pill in the hidden box: "I also have some things, I don't have time to think it through clearly."

Yun Lang was about to speak, but he was slightly startled when he heard the words, and raised his head to look at him.

"To this day, I'm still not sure whether what I'm asking for is right or wrong."

With his back turned to him, Xiao Shuo poured out the elixir from the jade bottle, sealed the jade bottle carefully, and put it back into the secret box: "You and I have made love to each other, and there is no estrangement or suspicion. In fact, there is no need to force too much. Sometimes I think, even if it goes on like this..."

Xiao Shuo turned back after grabbing the medicine, and was about to talk to his old master, when he saw Yun Lang's face, he held him firmly: "What's wrong?"

Yun Lang couldn't speak, so he used his strength to sit still, shook his head, and forced a smile.

His palpitations were so severe that he could tell even without taking a pulse.Xiao Shuo didn't have time to think about it, so he fed the heart-protecting pill to Yunlang's lips, and said in a low voice, "Swallow it first, and I will help you promote the blood and spread the medicine's power."

Yun Lang was a little tired, just wanted to take a good rest for a while, shook his head, closed his eyes and leaned back.

Xiao Shuo looked at his expression, slowly frowned, and said in a low voice, "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang leaned against the carriage, suppressing his troubled mind: "Why do you still..."

Yun Lang couldn't say such hypocritical words by nature, so he sat quietly for a long while, and finally smiled: "It's okay, since this is the case, you should think it through first."

Yun Lang touched the jade pendant that was next to his body, suppressed his palpitations, smiled, and said freely: "The two of us are already tied together, it's good to be brothers and close friends, and it's good to be father, son, uncle and nephew... "

Xiao Shuo frowned: "Is it so broad?"

"It's better to be broad, but to move around."

Yun Lang was very proficient, and taught him generously: "In case something happens in the future, brothers and close friends can't do it, there will always be other things..."

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand, covered Yun Lang's mouth, and suppressed all the remaining words.

Yun Lang was stunned for a second, then raised his eyes to look at him.

"You have been in a hurry since you were young. I have three sentences to say, and when I say half a sentence, I will look up for you on the roof."

Xiao Shuo leaned forward, ordered the carriage to go back to the palace, and sat back in the carriage: "It's been these years, and I don't see that you have any intention of changing it."

Yun Lang was stunned for a while, then moved his hand away in disbelief: "My lord, why don't you reflect on yourself speaking slowly?"

The two grew up together, and Yun Lang was the least afraid of turning over old accounts, and broke up with him: "Is it just me who can't hear you all? Uncle Duan has heard everything? Princess Wang? Only the old master in the entire palace can listen to you." When you finish speaking..."

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "Father, Queen, Mother and Concubine want to come here as gods and couples, accompanying each other happily, and don't have time to listen to my nagging."

"What I want to say now, I will only say to you alone."

Xiao Shuo said indifferently: "Therefore, you should also try to overcome it."

Yun Lang took a deep breath, resisted not biting Xiao Wangye, exhaled slowly, and pressed his forehead hard.

"Just now, I didn't finish what I said." Xiao Shuo said, "I just said that you and I have exchanged our hearts—"

"Never alienate, don't doubt, don't force it, it's okay if it goes on like this."

Yun Lang was really worried, so he concluded for him: "Can you just go ahead and talk about it?"

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, then said slowly: "No."

Yun Lang: "..."

"If it goes on like this, after all you are confused, you will live and die with me."

"I thought that would be enough."

Xiao Shuo said: "But... just now, I know it can't work."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes: "I'm not reconciled."

Yun Lang was stunned for a while, then turned his head and pursed his lips: "Why are you so confused?"

He felt that he was very vigilant, and he was not easy to deceive. He lowered his head and muttered reluctantly: "Isn't death at the same acupuncture point just a matter of loyalty and life and death? Life and quilt are because you said you were cold in the middle of the night, and there was not enough charcoal fire in the house. The old master I won't give you a heater..."

"..." Xiao Shuo calmed down and looked at the vigilant General Yun: "If I were to act harshly, you would not only advance and retreat with me now, but you would have already shared the same bed and room, entered and exited together. correct."

Yun Lang never thought that Prince Xiao would have such ambitions, he was stunned for a while, and raised his head in disbelief.

"Just an analogy, I know you can't be born."

Xiao Shuo and the old master asked for clear water, and handed the heart protection pill to his lips: "Open your mouth."

Before Yun Lang regained consciousness, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and Xiao Xiaowang fluently stuffed the medicine into it, gulped down his saliva, pressed his mouth not to vomit, and repeatedly slid along the acupuncture points in his throat several times.

Yun Lang swallowed the medicine involuntarily, feeling complicated: "..."

"You don't have to worry, and you don't have to be half suspicious."

Xiao Shuo said slowly: "Among you and me, I am the one who is anxious and confused every day, tossing and turning every night, afraid that if I don't pay attention, I will be left behind."

Yun Lang didn't notice it at all: "Are you so nervous that you're always so angry that you're threatening me to go to Zuixianlou?"

"Yes." Xiao Shuo admitted, "I've been pretending for a long time, and I've been hiding it deeper."

Yun Lang was so calmly speechless by Xiao Xiaowang, he was convinced and hugged him.

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a while, then continued in a low voice: "I originally thought that as long as you don't leave, you are willing to live and die with me, even if you keep pretending to be stupid like this..."

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang gritted his teeth, "Whatever you think, I'm just pretending, you—"

"Even if you keep doing this, it's really stupid."

Xiao Shuo didn't wrestle with him, and changed his words: "It doesn't matter."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang: "?"

Seeing that he refused to lie down no matter what, Xiao Shuo simply grabbed the arm of Young Master Yun who was so weak that it was scratching softly, and brought him up and put him down: "I don't know, what happened in these years, one by one, you have nothing to do. Carrying it on your back is your own fault."

Yun Lang was feeling uncomfortably cold, and was protected by his warm chest and shoulders through the clothes, unconsciously startled.

"Fried and roasted, every day is late."

Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "How dare you think about other things...how dare you think about other things."

Xiao Shuo told him to lean on him, he was cruel, and rubbed the big acupoints all over his body for Yunlang: "I took you to the family temple that day, and I tested you. If nothing happened, would you be high?" Happy to go in with me."

"I only asked this one question." Xiao Shuo said in a hoarse voice, "It hurts you so much."

Yun Lang was in severe pain at the moment, he was pressing the acupuncture points, sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to bear it: "Take it easy..."

"It doesn't work if it's light, these acupoints shouldn't hurt for ordinary people, at most it's just numbness and pain." Xiao Shuo said, "A place of torment is an old wound."

Yunlang's muscles and bones trembled slightly, and he tried his best to bear it, and closed his eyes tightly at the beginning.

"You don't have to bear it." Xiao Shuo handed over his empty hand, "Bite me if it hurts."

Yun Lang had endured it for a while, and made him feel angry and happy: "Although I said that I committed a crime against Bai Hu, it was not this crime..."

"I don't know what the Tai Tuo and the Duke said, but they forced you to open your mind so forcefully."

Xiao Shuo didn't intend to talk about this any more, and turned the topic back: "I only know that during the time when you finally figured out how to enter my family temple, you have mixed feelings and depression in your chest, and I'm afraid you don't have many thoughts to be happy about. "

"As long as the elders, no one will say that you are open-minded by nature."

Xiao Shuo looked at him, and stretched out his hands to wrap around the back of Yunlang's neck: "But I know you are suffering."

Yun Lang was slightly startled under his palm, his shoulders tensed silently, and he closed his eyes.

"When you can't figure it out, what you regret is what happened back then, and you can't do it."

Xiao Shuo massaged the acupoints on Yunlang's shoulder and neck. He was afraid that Yunlang would be in too much pain, so he wrapped the person in his arms and carried it together, almost close to Yunlang's ear, and said softly, "After you figure it out, stop it again." I can’t help but wonder if I’ve failed and delayed me all these years.”

Yun Lang couldn't tell which part of his body and heart hurt more, so he leaned on his shoulder and smiled palely in the cold sweat: "Little prince, why don't you knock me out first, so you and I can save some effort..."

"The old disease that has been sinking for years." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "To be cured, it must first come out."

Yun Lang shunned medical treatment for his illness, so he plunged his head into his arm with sullenness: "Before I get cured, I'll die of pain first."

Xiao Shuo lowered his head and looked at General Yun who was trying to dig a hole in his arms for a while, his eyes warmed up, and he stretched out his hand to protect him: "I am here."

Xiao Shuo protected him, patted his back slowly, and waited patiently for Yunlang's shoulders to loosen slightly: "Do you know why I must call the elegant room in Zuixian Tower Songyinju."

"Now I know." Yun Lang muttered in a low voice because of this opening, "The Taifu asked Kaifeng Yin to recite it for me. The words of the predecessors are called ""

"Happiness in front of the palace". "

Yunlang's voice was a little hoarse, he was quiet for a while, and slowly recited to him: "The blue clouds are deep, the road is hard to find deep in the blue clouds, count the huts and the clouds...the clouds are in the shade of the pine."

Xiao Shuo's eyes became darker, he stopped pressing and rubbing the acupoints, and pulled Yun Langyu into his arms.

When Yun Lang was young, he felt that the poems and ditties were a bit hypocritical. He always picked out a few favorites and memorized a few sentences, but he never remembered this one: "Hanging clouds and eight-foot qin, lying moss and stones to pillow the roots of clouds, and folding plum blossoms. Refresh the tops of the clouds..."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, and finished reciting softly: "The cloud heart has no self, and the cloud has no heart."

Yun Lang choked for breath, and forced a smile: "I... At that time, I had just complained to the Taifu, saying that Xiao Xiaowang had no heart."

... and then took the blow.

Although Kaifeng Yin was good at learning, he didn't understand the meaning of it, and he read a poem very flat and boring.

Yun Lang sat in a daze for a moment facing this extremely boring poem, but he didn't feel any pain in his chest, but he suddenly choked up a mouthful of blood.

A carload of old friends and elders immediately frightened half of the carload's souls.Fortunately, Dr. Liang was there, and he quickly gave him an injection and knocked him down, wrapped him in a thick fur and threw him back to slowly calm down his blood.

Before he recovered completely, Prince Xiao came back and held his hand, confessing his thoughts without allowing him to refuse.

……

After listening to the whole story, Xiao Shuo nodded his head: "So you thought to yourself, why don't you just keep doing it, you have reached this point, it's hard to get over the water, why don't you let Xiao Shuo kiss me..."

Yun Lang was still in a daze, when he splashed a basin of water awake: "What are you doing?!"

"I'm so uncomfortable, what's the matter with some sugar?"

Yun Lang felt very reasonable, gritted his teeth aggressively, and glared at him: "Where is this? There are too many words in the scriptures! Not only this, but-"

Xiao Shuo has not been able to find the second book yet: "What else?"

Yun Lang was almost about to recite it to him, and suddenly came back to his senses, barely stopping the conversation, in disbelief: "You even want to tell me this kind of thing?"

"What can I do?" Xiao Shuo frowned, "All these years, my most ridiculous delusions are nothing more than keeping you from getting out of bed for seven days and seven nights."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang looked at the ambitious little prince Xiao, and was speechless for a while: "Why are there 'nothing' and 'just' in this sentence?"

"I only know that there is a way to keep you in bed for seven days and seven nights."

Xiao Shuo still felt bitter when he mentioned this matter, and said in a deep voice, "The specific methods have been deleted by the bookstore, and they are all in the supplementary edition of the next volume."

Yun Lang murmured: "...Oh."

Yun Lang touched the hand of Prince Yan, who was rumored to be tyrannical and violent, and tried his best to put his thoughts into his heart: "So you have thought about me for so long, and you don't know anything?"

"Is the Jingcheng bookstore so strict?" Yun Lang felt a little distressed, "I just returned to the mansion at that time, and you forced me to write a script for you to read, not to tease me, but to secretly learn from the teacher?"

Xiao Shuo's shoulders tensed, and he said in a deep voice, "Yun Lang, don't—"

Yun Lang's heart ached so much, he reached out his hand to stop Prince Xiao Xiao, and patted him: "I understand."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"This matter... you have somewhat misunderstood."

Those who are masters come first, Yun Lang doesn't mind teaching him something, and immediately sat up: "Seven days and seven nights are just the result, and the things you do are the purpose."

The little prince's technique is very subtle. After being pulled and pressed on the acupuncture points once, Yun Lang felt his whole body relax a lot: "You are already an adult, even if there is no maid in the house, and there is no mother of Xiaoshi, you should You know the thoughts in your heart that you can't help sometimes?"

Yun Lang regained his energy, and then fell into the problem of ignorance. He happily sat on Xiao Shuo's lap and talked eloquently: "These seven days and seven nights mean that a person has great abilities and many means. The other half couldn't resist, so he could only lie flat and let him toss..."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "Do you still have to make trouble?"

"You don't understand." Yun Lang blushed behind his ears, and he couldn't speak more carefully, so he swallowed dryly, "Tossing is the most important thing, if you can't afford to toss, you can have seven days—"

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "That's fine."

Yun Lang was still deliberating what to say, but was startled when he heard the words: "Ah?"

"I don't want to torment you." Xiao Shuo said, "I just want you to have a good rest."

Yun Lang was a little worried, and even wanted to help him find the next book for a while: "There is no conflict at all, I should rest naturally, you can rest, you..."

"My delusion is nothing more than telling you to lie on the couch peacefully, so that you don't have to worry or think, and you can sleep comfortably and comfortably for as long as you want."

Xiao Shuo didn't know what was going on in the details, so he frowned, unwilling to listen any more: "I'm not even half interested in any tricks or twists and turns."

Yun Lang was stunned for a long while, then he said: "...you really haven't seen it at all."

Xiao Shuo: "What?"

"It's okay." Yun Lang remembered this sentence firmly, and waited to return it to Xiao Wangye on the couch in the future, "You also think of me too lazy, even if you are happy and carefree, how can I sleep for so long for seven days?"

Yun Lang thought about the situation for a while: "Isn't it because I fell asleep, or simply fell asleep? I don't believe it, if one day I fall asleep for seven days, you don't have to worry about it..."

"If I can give you a rest." Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, "It's okay to be frightened."

Yun Lang was stunned for a while, watching helplessly Xiao Xiaowang who didn't have the second volume but had studied the first volume intensively, couldn't stand it for a while, and rubbed his chest.

Xiao Shuo noticed his movement, and his heart sank slightly. He wanted to check, but Yun Lang held his hand and pressed down: "It's okay."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then lightly clenched that hand, and slowly withdrew it.

After receiving half of it, Yun Lang grabbed his sleeve and grabbed him.

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang pulled back little by little, pulled Xiao Wangye's entire sleeve over, and slowly tightened his grip in his hands, "According to the story book, you and I have already made up our minds and told each other. Sincerely."

Yun Lang knew a lot, Xiao Shuo left it to him to arrange, and nodded: "Just what?"

"only--"

Yun Lang remained silent for a while, then suddenly let out a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile, "It's just that I don't know why, but I still feel uncomfortable."

"It's terrible."

Yun Lang lowered his head, he was not very familiar with this kind of feeling, he tried gossip and nonsense, but he couldn't get rid of it all: "I have everything I want, and I can get what I haven't thought about, I really can't think of it, and What a pity..."

Xiao Shuo looked at Yun Lang quietly, and pulled the wrinkled sleeves out of his hands.

Yun Lang froze for a while, then he lowered his head and smiled, then clenched his fists and closed his hands: "It's okay, I—"

"You should have been sad a long time ago." Xiao Shuo put his hand in his, and pressed the palms together, silently holding firmly, "You should be sadder than anyone else.

Yun Lang was held by him, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he raised his head in a daze.

The carriage swayed and stopped at the gate of Prince Yan's Mansion.

Xiao Shuo did not rely on human hands, wrapped Yun Lang in fur, and carried him off the carriage carefully.

The Xuan Tiewei and the bodyguards bowed their heads consciously and stood in a row facing the wall.On the contrary, Yun Lang became more and more uncomfortable, and tried his best to gather some strength, trying to break free: "It's not that serious, just give me a hand..."

"Didn't you read it in the scriptures?" Xiao Shuo said calmly, "It's in the Book of Rites. After two people express their feelings for the first time, the one who is in charge of the family should bring the other back home."

Xiao Xiaowang's tone was too firm and steady, Yun Lang was taken aback by him for a few breaths, and when he realized it, he was hugged into the door: "..."

"When you're sad, it's better this way."

Xiao Shuo carried him all the way into the study, came to the couch, and said in a low voice: "Don't move around, you are a bit heavy now..."

Yun Lang became angry from embarrassment, kicked Prince Xiao, jumped on the ground, staggered two steps, and turned out of the window.

Xiao Shuo was very used to this procedure, and he didn't need the old master to find someone, so he turned out the window and walked to the rockery: "Come down."

"No more." Yun Lang hugged the stone, unhappy, "I'm heavy now, Xiao Wangye can't hold it, so throw me to the ground."

Before Xiao Shuo could finish speaking, he said slowly, "I told you earlier, change it, don't just listen to one and a half sentences."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang has read a lot of books, but he can't think of another sentence after this sentence: "Then what did you want to say?"

Xuan Tiewei was still on the wall in the garden, Xiao Shuo glanced at it, and said slowly: "Come down, I will talk to you when I go back."

Yun Lang confronted him: "No."

Xiao Shuo calmed down, and didn't care about him: "I said it here, and you think I'm talking nonsense again."

"What else can you say nonsense?" Yun Lang saw that he didn't even understand for seven days and seven nights, sitting on the rockery, very indifferent, "If you don't tell me, I won't go down, anyway—"

"You are heavier now, and you are no longer as thin and dismembered as when you first came back. You are softer and softer than before, and it is much easier to hold."

Xiao Shuo couldn't help him, so he could only continue to say: "After all, I am already an adult. Even if there is no maid in the house, and there is no Madam Xiaoshi, there are always thoughts in my heart that I can't help. If you move around again, some people shouldn't." Sticky..."

Yun Lang was cooked, and his feet were not right, he bumped into the garden a few times, stepped on the window sill and floated back to the study.

Xiao Shuo blocked the window lattice for him, turned back, and closed the window: "No wonder I couldn't help it."

Yun Lang was hot all the way from his head to his toes, and couldn't get out after turning around a few times, so he stuck himself on the couch: "Needless to say!"

General Yun changed the order from day to day, Xiao Shuo stopped talking, turned him around, and put a pillow behind his neck for him.

Yun Lang lay on the pillow, dying: "..."

Xiao Shuo sat by the couch: "Just now, you told me you were sad."

"No." Yun Lang arched his hands, "Young Lord Xiao Lao, I feel better now, and I don't feel uncomfortable anymore. My waist is no longer sore, my legs are no longer hurting, and my blood is flowing..."

"You don't have to hold on."

Xiao Shuo said: "You force yourself to suppress these things every time. Over the years, if you can't let them go, you will end up with a serious illness that affects your heart."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, pressed his chest, a little confused: "But I really don't feel uncomfortable..."

Xiao Shuo was too lazy to reason with him, so he sat quietly for a moment and picked out a word: "Family Temple."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo said in a calm manner, "I have long been pleased with you."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo glanced at him: "The cloud has no heart, the cloud has no heart..."

"Little prince." Yun Lang took out the dagger and slapped it in his hand, "Please stab me to death immediately."

Xiao Shuo frowned, put away the dagger, "Why did you take it out again?"

"This one is in your hand. I went to that treasure house more than you. I broke off the tail of the little lion at the door."

Yun Lang's face was still hot, he managed to get over that period of time, and now Xiao Shuo pulled him out, he was very unhappy, turned over and muttered: "You don't want to be a best friend or brother? Then I will trouble my best friend to help me Blow on the light, I'm sleepy, I need to sleep..."

"This is the first half of the sentence." Xiao Shuo looked at him, "I said it later, and today I realized that I was not reconciled."

"..." Yun Lang didn't listen carefully, he was startled for a while, a little embarrassed: "Really?"

Xiao Shuo got used to it long ago, he didn't care about him, he closed the doors and windows tightly, and blew out the oil lamp on the table.

Yun Lang couldn't live with his own crimes, and watched Xiao Xiaowang closed the door and locked it, feeling uneasy for a while: "Wait, I repented, and I will do it all over again—"

"I have no regrets." Xiao Shuo said, "Yunlang, anyone will be wronged, this is not something shameful, you don't have to force yourself to hide in front of me."

Before Yun Lang could recover, his chest suddenly twisted, his throat moved, but he couldn't make a sound.

"You don't hide it, so I know."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "I know, so I can coax you."

Yun Lang sat quietly for a long while, tormented by the pain in his heart that he didn't know where it came from, he smiled wryly: "But I don't know either."

"Back then... the Emperor Xian asked me once, and I actually thought about it for a few days after that, but then I didn't dare to think about it again."

"In these years, I have never thought about these things again, and I don't think I can have anything to do with you. The Taifu forced me to open it up. I... Pain is pain, I don't lie to you, I asked Liang Taiyi to fall down At that time, I was actually looking forward to your return."

Yun Lang himself didn't know what he was talking about, so he clenched his fist and said softly: "Later I heard you say that it's good to just stay together, but I don't know why the pain is unbearable, but I feel like it's right..."

"I thought that I would be content if I could stay with each other." Xiao Shuo looked at him, "I just found out today that I am not reconciled."

Yun Lang tried his best to smile: "At that time I was impatient and didn't hear everything, but now I know."

Yun Lang didn't want to talk about this any more, so he took Xiao Shuo's arm and patted it: "It's getting late, go to bed—"

"I don't want you and me to be buried together in the same coffin even if we share the same cave after a hundred years, and we can't be together every day."

Xiao Shuo finished in a slow voice: "I'm not reconciled to sharing the quilt every night, but I can't justify my words and pay it off with my heart, in exchange for you to be in my arms."

Xiao Shuo: "I'm not reconciled, when posterity mentions you and me, the first and last names are not in the same place.

Yun Lang trembled, as if his heart had been opened by the sudden unreasonableness, countless emotions that had been tightly suppressed roared out, drowning him out of breath.

Over the years, it has flooded.

Yun Lang's chest hurt so badly, he instinctively felt anxious, he raised his hand and wanted to punch hard, but someone grabbed his wrist.

Yun Lang hastily held back his hands, clenched tightly, suppressing the clear smell of blood in his throat, and forced himself to open his mouth: "I—"

The lights in the house were turned off, and Xiao Shuo knelt down in the cold moonlight.

Xiao Shuo knelt in front of the couch, embraced him, and kissed Yun Lang's entire voice.