Proudly follow your heart

The curtain hangs beside the bed, and there is a faint refreshing breath floating in the air, as if even the dust has stopped and is no longer free.

Jun Zhanran was lying on the bed, looking at the curtain on the top, recalling that before, he fell asleep, it seemed that he slept deeply, and when he fell asleep, someone lifted the thin quilt and gently wrapped his arms around his waist occasion.

He immediately tensed his back, felt who was behind him, and relaxed again. When he was in a daze, his reaction was straightforward. He did not expect that he was already so relieved of Nangong Cangao.

I remember having a meal after taking a bath. During the few days in the tower, he didn’t drink a drop of water or eat a grain of rice. It was too difficult for him and other prisoners to fight for a bite of food. It’s not that he couldn’t do it, but he couldn’t As a last resort, I would never do that.

Nangong Cang Ao expected that he was such a person, but deliberately locked him in the tower, just to make things difficult for him. It is conceivable that he had a lot of resentment towards him at that time.

But now, everything is different. Some people seem to wish that this incident never happened. It is best for Jun Zhanran to forget this incident completely and never mention it again, so he tried every means to treat it tenderly, whether it is Whether it's bathing, dressing, or eating, everything is taken care of properly.

The changed clothes could not be worn anymore, even putting them in front of his eyes was an eyesore, so Nangong Cang Ao directly put away the pile of broken robes, and took out his underwear for Jun Zhanran to change into.

He seems to be careless about food and clothing, but if you observe carefully, you will find that no matter whether it is clothes or food, they are all meticulous and exquisite. Skilled inside.

Jun Zhanran's wet hair was dried with the help of Nangong Cangao. It is hard for those who have never seen this scene to imagine how a servant with a pair of knives can do what a servant does, and do it so carefully and patiently.

This is the Nangong Cang Ao that Jun Zhanran knows all about. In his eyes, Nangong Cang Ao is always high-spirited, with a long sword pointing to the sky, and the appearance of laughing loudly will often appear in front of his eyes.

Such a man can do these chores with ease, even if he is a little unfamiliar, he can do them smoothly after a while. hair.

The black hair was in the palms of both hands, and it was slightly damp and slowly dried by the palm force. When Nangong Cangao did these things, his expression was cheerful and light, and there was even a sense of novelty. He had never done such things for others. Chores.

While he was doing this, Jun Zhanran was eating.

He has been hungry for a few days, but he is still eating at a leisurely pace. It is hard to imagine how slow he is. He has endured a lot of things that he would not have endured in a place like the tower a few days ago. bitter.

The food seemed to suit his taste. Nangong Cangao watched him slowly put it into his mouth. After he knew his background, the composure and dignity in Jun Zhanran's demeanor were answered, but it was not so much a matter of blood. It is better to say that this composure and dignity come from Jun Zhanran himself.

"Haven't you seen other people eat?" Putting down his chopsticks, he filled a small white porcelain bowl with soup, and drank it slowly, his gaze never moving from the beginning to the end.

Nangong Cangao just watched him eat, and shrugged when he heard the words, "I haven't seen you eat." "I'm human, and I want to eat too." Jun Zhanran raised his eyebrows disapprovingly. After becoming an immortal, even eating has become a rarity.

"You eat yours, I'll look at mine, what's the problem?" The man leaning on the bedpost and looking at him with his arms folded smiled, Jun Zhanran drank the soup and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "You don't want to eat? "

"It's enough to see you eating, I'm not hungry at all." Actually, I haven't eaten yet, but after experiencing the thrills in the tower, Nangong Cangao really doesn't have much appetite, "I'm full just worrying about you .”

Hearing what he said, Jun Zhan snorted and said, "I knew why I had to do it today." There was a sense of ridicule in the words.

But after finishing speaking, he shook his head again, this was referring to Nangong Cang Ao, but why didn't he refer to himself, if he had known this day would happen, why bother to provoke such a person back then?It is impossible to break it now.

Seeing his expression, Nangong Cang Ao knew what he was thinking, and without giving him time to think about it, he stepped forward and stroked his hair that had been dried and straightened out, "Instead of regretting why you entangled with me, it's better to imagine how to deal with it." Huang De, he sent a master like Liuzhi Langjun, I think he has made up his mind..."

"I don't need you to tell me about it." He waved his hand and interrupted him. Jun Zhanran picked up the tea and rinsed his mouth. "I haven't closed my eyes for a few days. Let me take a nap and discuss this matter."

"Napping is not enough, you have to go to bed and rest for a few more days to be real." I wish he would stop worrying about Huang De, Nangong Cang Ao had already thought about it in his heart, seeing Jun Zhanran's tired face, let alone want him to worry too much, "When Let me rest in bed, your subordinates are all fine, don't worry."

Before Jun Zhanran could speak, he gave the answer, picked him up and walked to the bedside.

Behind the curtain is a high bed with soft pillows. Even a person with such high skill as Jun Zhanran, who hasn’t had a good rest for a few days and has a deep talk with Nangong Cangao, can’t stand it mentally. When he sees the bed, he wants to Lie down, and when you lie down, let out a breath slowly, sleepiness hits you immediately.

Opening his eyes, he saw the person beside the bed, Nangong Cang Ao leaned down, "Go to sleep, I will watch over you here, no one will disturb you, you can rest assured."

Don't worry, Jian Mei raised a sharp arc, then calmed down again, and closed his eyes slightly, "For me, maybe your Yingxiao League is the safest place in this world except Wulou, but you can It's hard to say how long it will be safe, Huang De will not be able to bear it one day."

"I'll figure it out when I'm on the island, so why think so much now." Pulling up the thin quilt for him, Nangong Cang Ao patted his back lightly, "Go to bed first, I'll order someone to clean up the dishes."

After this sleep, I don't know what night it is. When Jun Zhanran woke up, his mind was almost blank. Immediately, all the past events, far and near, kindness and resentment, all flooded into his mind.

Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was the curtain, his eyes moved slowly, and he saw Nangong Cang Ao's face, he was bending over to look at him, his clothes were not fully dressed, in fact, his robes had never been properly put on Tidy, always with a bit of chic and unruly.

With hair hanging down his shoulders, those sharp eyes were staring at him, his brows were slightly frowned, "Are you awake?"

"If I'm still asleep, I can't answer you now." Isn't it superfluous to say this, Jun Zhanran could see that there was a difference in his expression, and calmly, with his arms supporting his body, he slowly sat up from the bed.

The sun was already shining outside the window, looking at the sky, it was already the daytime of the second day, he did not expect that he would sleep for so long, and still sleep so peacefully, could it be because of Nangong Cangao?

Jun Zhanran sat up and began to dress. The man beside the bed held down his robe, "I have something to ask you."

"What? You can just say it." There should be nothing for a person like Nangong Cangao that he can't ask directly. Jun Zhanran covered his underwear, "Xiao Hu is here, if he hasn't been If you kill him, let him find someone to make another copper chair for me as it is."

Of course Xiao Hu is still alive, Nangong Cangao glared, Jun Zhanran laughed, he could tell, but he couldn't act like him.

"I heard that Liuzhilangjun has a book of Guantian Heart Sutra, which can use the power of others for his own use, and can even open up the meridians. At that time in the tower, he was holding that book in his hand. Am I right?" The dark light flowed in the eyes, and the corner of the mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling. This was a sign of Nangong Cang Ao's displeasure. Jun Zhanran was already familiar with it after seeing it a few times.

"Since you already know, you don't need to ask again. It seems that Xu Ziyi has good hearing, or good eyesight." He nodded, did not deny it, and knew why Nangong Cangao made trouble.

"What are you talking about!" Nangong Cang Ao frowned fiercely, "Do you know what opportunity you missed? Ji Nantian's skill is superb, and his mentality is even more precious to you, it can make you stand up again, you But let it go like this! What are you thinking?!"

There are countless investigations and countless appointments, but he alone can't understand his mind. Nangong Cangao gritted his teeth and suppressed his voice. He didn't want to destroy the harmonious relationship between the two of them.

Jun Zhanran turned his gaze, and instead of answering immediately, he asked instead, "If I tell you that Ji Nantian is not only a member of Huangde, but also knows the secrets of the royal family. How do you see it when Germany fights against each other?"

"Ji Nantian knows?!" Nangong Cang Ao suddenly raised his eyes, "So his identity is not simple."

"Such a person with a not simple identity, you want me to learn his secrets of mind as he instructed?" Jun Zhanran shook his head and sneered leisurely, "Who knows if the contents of the secrets are true, and will something come out after I learn it?" For other things, it is not so easy for me to be subject to an unknown task, and I will not seek my own weaknesses and give others a handle."

"Then you are willing to be trapped in a wheelchair for the rest of your life?!" The question exploded like thunder in the air.

On this matter, Nangong Cangao's opinion is obviously different from his, "Anyway, if you take that book of mind first, what loss will you have? You are too proud, too cautious, and you are too cruel to yourself. There is no room left!"