When Liang Qin returned to Liguo, Ruoyan realized that Liang Qin's stubborn temper really made him helpless. For the first time, he felt that this was the real Liang Qin. He was not surprised by honor or disgrace, with ambition in the corners of his raised lips, and calm eyes There is restraint in it.

"Liang Qin."

"What?" Liang Qin raised his head from a pile of paperwork upon hearing this, the black eyes showed that the master was not resting well.

"Has the mayfly attacked?" Ruoyan asked with concern.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern, never."

Ruo yan felt that the word Your Majesty was too unfamiliar, and while helping Liang Qin sort it out, he said, "In the future, when there is no one else, you can call me by my name."

Hearing this, Liang Qin replied very seriously: "The courtesy of a monarch and his ministers cannot be discarded."

"Junchen?" Ruoyan was already angry, he had been back for more than a month, but he always deliberately kept a distance from him, if it wasn't because of his injury, he really wanted to drag him to the bed to teach him a good lesson.

On this day, Ruoyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pressed Liang Qin's shoulders, looked into his calm eyes like a pool of water, "Among us, there are only monarchs and ministers?"

"Thanks to Your Majesty's great love, Liang Qin knows that he is not blessed to accept it, and I still hope that His Majesty..." Before he could say the word self-respect, he was blocked by Ruoyan's kiss. He kissed very hard, even if he tasted sweet The smell of blood didn't stop either. Liang Qin closed his eyes and didn't resist. He took another deep throat. Liang Qin wanted to push him away in pain but was held down until Liang Qin choked and burst into uncontrollable tears. Only then was he willing to give up.

Seeing Liang Qin coughing uncontrollably sitting on the ground, Ruoyan took a deep breath and walked away.

Sitting quietly on the ground for a long time, Liang Qin leaned his head against the wall and tried his best to calm down the complicated emotions in his heart. He didn't return to the desk until his breathing became stable.

In the past few months of leaving, there was a backlog of things waiting to be dealt with. Just as he picked up the pen, his stomach suddenly rolled. Accompanied by severe pain, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the scroll in front of him. He clutched his chest to get some relief. But this time the pain was several times worse than before, he smiled wryly and said: "Sure enough, Master Qiyu, I really saw you right!"

Inadvertently, he had already fallen to the ground, and his back just hit the sharp corner of the fallen chair. Even so, it was far less than one ten-thousandth of the endless pain spreading in his chest. The simple action of pulling out the dagger from his waist It all seemed extremely strenuous, he couldn't let Ruoyan leave his weakness of being controlled by others, just when he tried his best to stab his heart, a big hand grabbed the knife edge desperately, before he could see clearly, the back of his neck was crushed The man was hit hard, and his eyes fell into darkness.

When he woke up in a daze, he saw an old man giving him another needle. Seeing that he woke up, he deliberately poked down the silver needle on the acupuncture point. Liang Qin cried out in pain unexpectedly. .

The old man said angrily, "You know it hurts, but you still get so angry! If you don't want to die, you can just smash it to death with a piece of tofu."

After Liang Qin saw it clearly, he said pleasantly, "Master Qiyun!"

"Xiaoqin has a good memory, you still remember my old man!" Qi Yun picked up Liangqin's right hand and shook it, "When did the right hand become useless?"

Liang Qin lowered his head, biting his lip like a child who was caught doing something wrong: "It's been about a year."

"One year! Knowing that your hand has been disabled for a year, are you still alive?" Qi Yun looked at him in disbelief, pointed at Ruoyan who was standing aside, and asked angrily, "For him?"

It was only then that Liang Qin realized that Ruoyan was standing aside, looking at him quietly, his hands seemed to have just been bandaged, and the bright red blood was still overflowing from the gauze.

Seeing that Liang Qin didn't answer, Qi Yun didn't continue to press him. After all, he was his favorite apprentice. When he heard that he came back from Xi Lei, he was always worried. Qi Yu never liked him, and he was always worried that the old man would treat him. He slapped his hands, "How is your hand recovery doing?"

"There is no problem with holding a pen."

"that's it?"

"Yes." Liang Qin was a little embarrassed, but seeing that the man like his father was in front of him at this moment, and he was no longer as polite as Qiyu, he asked him excitedly: "Master Qiyun, why are you here? "

"If I don't come, you kid will die!" Qi Yun looked at the surprised and happy look on Liang Qin's face, and joked: "Seeing this young man come out of you angrily, I know something bad has happened, Fortunately, he was in time, that old man Qiyu has too bad a heart, just because you went against his will, you don't have to do such a vicious move!"

Hearing Qiyun call Ruoyan a young man, Liang Qin couldn't help laughing, this was the first time he was so happy back in Liguo, Ruoyan couldn't help looking at his smile.

Seeing him smiling so happily, Qi Yun asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

"Master, he is the king of Li Kingdom. This is the first time I've heard someone call him a young man."

"You are Ruoyan?"

Ruoyan listened to his question, and seeing Liang Qin's defenseless appearance towards him, he understood in his heart, and quickly corrected his face: "Yes."

Qi Yun looked at him carefully, stroked his beard wrapped with silk threads and nodded, "Look at you, you are no worse than Rong Tian." He took out a golden needle from the medical box and roasted it on the fire Roast, to show that Ruoyan supported him, and sighed: "That stubborn old man Qiyu is still angry about your affairs, hold on."

The fear in Liang Qin's eyes imprinted on Ruo Yan's heart, Qi Yun spread Liang Qin's skirt, revealing his chest, a large black bruise accumulated on his heart, against the white skin, it looked shocking, "Master, I... He wanted to stretch out his hand to push it away, but was held back by Ruoyan. Qiyun told him that Qiyu sealed the poisonous blood in his heart. Once angry, he must draw it out with a golden needle. He knew that Liangqin was afraid, but he couldn't do anything. .

When the golden needle slowly pierced his heart, Liang Qin wanted to shake his head desperately, his body began to tremble violently, Ruoyan hugged him tightly, when he couldn't take it anymore, his sweat and tears kept flowing like rain, Ruoyan lowered his head and kissed Holding him, his salty tears fell on Ruoyan's mouth, the people under him were not struggling so hard, until the end, Liang Qin had no strength left, his eyes lost their former brilliance, staring blankly at the roof.

"The confrontation in the political situation and the relationship between biological father and son are only used to take advantage of it. Qiyu is really, it's that time, and he still has to operate on this child. Alas...Since Xiaoqin chose you, I hope you don't let him He sacrificed so much for nothing."

"Master is gone?"

"No." Liang Qin leaned against Ruoyan's arms, the tears were not dry yet, Ruoyan gently kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Qi Yu really didn't disappoint me." Liang Qin said with difficulty, "One day as a teacher and life as a father, he has pushed me enough for Rong Tian's sake!"

Liang Qin was full of grievances at the moment. In this strong arm, he cried for the first time in his life: "Ruoyan, I'm so sad."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like