ink blade

Silence returned to the house.For a moment, the only sound left in the small room was the staggered panting of two people.

After a while, Chu Yan finally calmed down slowly.

He calmed down his restless inner breath, the bloodshot eyes faded, and he regained his clarity. Only then did he feel the pain in his chest belatedly.

How can a sharp knife pierce flesh and blood be a joke.The wet, dark and frightening blood on the left chest was still spreading rapidly, Chu Yan gritted his teeth and raised his hand to tap on several large acupuncture points on his chest. When it fell, his fingers were already stained red.

"..." Chu Yan stared dizzily at the blood on his fingertips, and smiled wryly, the majestic Lord of the Nine Layers Palace would lose all reason because of one of his guards one day, and would die or live.Really, I lost my face.

Fortunately, it was only a flesh injury, and did not damage the major blood vessels. The Palace Master had deep internal energy, and the bleeding almost stopped in a short time.

... If it hadn't been for the ink blade that burst out suddenly and knocked the long sword away at the last moment, the wound would have been more than that.

Chu Yan looked at Moren leaning against the corner of the wall. From him, he could only see black hair wet with cold sweat and shoulders heaving and wheezing.

At this moment, he felt a little regretful, because he really lost control of his emotions just now, and unexpectedly threatened him with his own life like that, with Ah Ren's temperament... Now, I'm afraid he was really frightened.

Unable to help frowning slightly, Chu Yan took a step closer, reluctantly lowered his body, and patted Mo Ren's shoulder reassuringly: "...Ah Ren, it's okay, I lost my temper just now."

"..." Mo Ren seemed to have not regained his composure, his eyes were broken when he raised his head to look at Chu Yan. Even so, he stretched out his trembling hand with difficulty, trying to uncover Chu Yan's lapel.

"Wait." Chu Yan's expression changed, "Your hand...!"

He grabbed Mo Ren's hand and pulled it in front of his eyes, as expected, those pale and bony hands had left large and large purple bruises from the struggle just now, which was shocking.

Chu Yan's eyebrows couldn't help twitching fiercely, it was so serious...I hurt him again.

"Gu..." Chu Yan didn't know what to say for a moment, but coughed a little awkwardly, "You..."

He wanted to ask if it hurts you, but before he could say it, he felt that it was extremely stupid - it's all like this, can it not hurt?

The palace master was still racking his brains on how to speak, but Moren had already pushed away Chu Yan's hand, expressionless, and went to remove his blood-stained robe without saying a word, his thin fingertips is trembling.

When the wound was exposed, he took a breath as if he was shocked, and stared blankly, with an obvious heartache expression on his face, and suddenly his upper body shook weakly, and he was about to fall backward.

"Ah Ren!" Chu Yan was startled, and hurriedly supported him, knowing that it was caused by loss of strength.He carefully pulled the ink blade onto his uninjured right shoulder, only to find that the guard's body was almost drenched in cold sweat.

Chu Yan's heart suddenly softened into a ball, and he gently followed Mo Ren's spine, while urging the inner breath cycle for him, while whispering, "Okay, okay, don't be afraid...it's not good to be alone, is it It's not good to be alone."

Mo Ren was paralyzed in Chu Yan's arms, his limbs seemed to be crippled, and he couldn't lift the slightest bit of strength. His weak voice was particularly dull: "...Please give me the medicine."

"The trauma less than an inch, the bleeding has stopped, what's the point." Chu Yan was a little uncomfortable, looked away and said, "I will deal with it later, you...you don't go back to your room tonight, Sleep here."

"...My lord." Mo Ren slowed down a bit, barely sitting up from Chu Yan's body, still hanging his head, but gently pushed away Chu Yan's hand that was sticking to his back: "Please give me the medicine, my lord." .”

"Gu said, after you sleep..."

"—Please give the medicine, Lord."

...Chu Yan suddenly felt that Ah Ren must be angry.Although this person still had such a respectful and submissive tone, Chu Yan just felt that he was angry.

He even felt that if Mo Ren still had the strength now, he would definitely want to slap him.

"...Okay, go and apply the medicine alone," Palace Master Chu succumbed.He stood up helplessly pressing his chest, knowing that if he didn't follow suit, Mo Ren's temperament could spend the whole night with him with this sentence, "Listen to Ah Ren alone."

Chu Yan dawdled to the rack where the carry-on bag was hung inside the house.Medicine, medicine, medicine...

Where are the medicines collected? ?

"..." The Lord of the Jiuzhong Palace, who was used to being served, became more and more at a loss as he groped through the pile of luggage.He could only move his right hand, and he was rambling for a long time, becoming more and more irritable.

Not to mention that Mo Ren's gaze from the corner was still fixed on his back, that was like a glow on his back...

Mo Ren cleared his hoarse throat with a light cough, and said in a low voice, "My lord, look to your left."

Chu Yan felt ashamedly to the left, but couldn't find it.

Ink Blade: "Probe further."

Chu Yan stretched out his hand again, and touched several cold and greasy small porcelain bottles, as well as the bandages wrapped around the wound.

Mo Ren reminded: "The white porcelain green plug is the medicine for golden sores. Please give me the medicine."

"……it is good."

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The candles in the house were peaceful and gentle again.

Chu Yan unbuttoned his clothes one by one and rolled them down to his waist, revealing his strong and toned chest.He was applying cold ointment to the wound, and when he glanced back by chance, he saw that the ink blade was still looking at him absent-mindedly.

This person has always been calm and tough as a sword, but it is really rare to see such a lost look.

Chu Yan sighed softly, and said in a soft voice: "Look at you, what kind of swords are you talking about, how can you learn the emotions and desires of people now, and your heart is so distressed, huh?"

Mo Ren's eyelids trembled violently, he lowered his head suddenly, and stopped talking.

At this moment, he slowed down a bit, stood up with difficulty supporting the wall, took two steps toward Chu Yan...knelt down.

He bowed his head deeply and touched his forehead to the ground, "...the ink blade is a serious crime."

The black hair stretched frighteningly on the ground, like long thin branches in winter.

"What's your guilt?"

"The subordinates don't know what is good or bad, and they persecute the master..."

boom!

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yan slapped the table first.

The movement involved the wound, and the pain made him turn three points pale, but the dark fire between his brows was even worse.

Mo Ren was startled and said: "This subordinate slipped a word, I beg the Lord to take pity on himself!"

Chu Yan looked at him sideways with deep eyebrows, and said word by word: "Why, Gu Na's sword was in vain?"

Mo Ren stared blankly at Chu Yan's handsome but bloodless cheeks under the candlelight, breathing loosely and tightly.He almost gritted his teeth, and said with difficulty, "You, how could you... be so selfless..."

"Self-pity?... Ah Ren, Gu Ke is more self-pity than you." Chu Yan wrapped the bandage around the wound, bowed his head, bit one end with his teeth, pulled it over and tied it tightly.

Then Chu Yan put on his robe and sat down in front of Mo Ren, "Hand."

Mo Ren was startled, Chu Yan had already cupped his hands, and carefully rubbed the blood away with the medicine.

"My lord, please allow this subordinate to do things on their own..." Mo Ren could not tell Chu Yan to take care of others with his wounds. He rushed to grab the ointment, and when he stretched his hand halfway, he slammed it, and then retracted abruptly. went back.

Chu Yan was angry and funny, "Why, are you afraid that Gu will be unhappy and hurt himself again?"

"How can the subordinates not be afraid if the master behaves like that?"

Mo Ren pursed his lips and turned his eyes to the side. After a long while, he closed his eyes and said softly, "It's my subordinate... who underestimated the Lord's will. But you can't...!"

He wanted to speak but stopped, his throat was stuffy for a long while, and he still sighed: "From now on, what the Lord wants Ah Ren to do, you can... just order it directly. Ah Ren dare not refuse to listen."

Chu Yan fiddled with Mo Ren's hand with his eyebrows lowered, and said calmly: "That's wrong, Ah Ren. Gu just scared you like that, not trying to force you. Whether you like to hold the sword for Gu, you want to stand behind Gu Forget it, as long as you're happy, just thinking about it... it's all right to follow you."

Mo Ren was slightly puzzled.

Chu Yan smiled wryly, "But that's the only thing, Gu must not let it go... I should have told you well, but you didn't believe me."

He stood up, and with a tap of his foot, he took the long sword of Moren off the beam.

There was a soft sound.Chu Yan put "Mo" beside the guard, and said solemnly: "You were reborn, and you could have left, but you didn't; , you desperately don’t want it to stab you... Ah Ren, you are the one who insists on staying by Gu’s side.”

Mo Ren responded obediently: "Yes. It is the subordinate who insists on following the master."

Chu Yan sternly lowered his face, looked at the long sword scabbard with his fingers and said: "I don't want to believe that you are the one who can keep you by my side forever! I have to treat you like thunder and frost to be comfortable, you—"

The more the palace master spoke, the more he became furious. He frowned and sculpted his eyebrows, hating iron for being weak and said: "——do you still call Gu a human being!?"

Ink Blade was speechless: "..."

"You are afraid that Gu's friendship with you will be exhausted, so I will prove to you tonight that Gu Lian's life is yours... You don't have to, even if you still don't believe it all... I just beg you, Don't end up torturing yourself."

"...My lord." Mo Ren's eyes were shaken by the shock, he stared at the long black sword placed beside him in a daze, then walked up the hand holding the sword, and returned to Chu Yan's face again.

That's right... He obviously loved peeking at his handsome and flamboyant little master since the first time he saw him when he was young.

Since when did you get used to bowing your head and no longer dare?

"I'm alone," Chu Yan's voice was sonorous, his eyes helpless but warm, he slowly wrapped the guard's cool hands, "I'm here."

"Ah Ren, don't force yourself to be so tired anymore... I will love you all my life."

"...!" Mo Ren trembled slightly, although he tried his best to endure it, the corners of his eyes were still stained three points red.

Thoughts were churning like a wave, and many things similar to memories were broken into fragments, spinning up, and then sinking.

For these words, he vaguely felt as if he had waited for a long time, for a long time, so long that his whole life had passed.

The eye sockets became more and more sour, and the vision suddenly became blurred.Mo Ren suddenly panicked, but his hand was still held by Chu Yan...

When you are at a loss, there is a difference in one thought.The guard in black suddenly leaned forward and buried his face on Chu Yan's shoulder in a rebellious manner.

Chu Yan didn't expect that, he was actually taken aback by Mo Ren's sudden boldness, but he suddenly understood what was going on, helplessly rubbed the guard's hair, bent his lips and smiled.

——Later, Chu Yan often teased him about this, saying that Ah Ren could be so shy and cute even when he was being coquettish.In fact, the two of them tacitly agreed, but they just didn't say anything.

——Where is the coquettishness? It's just that Mo Ren accidentally shed tears and didn't want the Lord to see it, that's all.

The author has something to say: Chu Yan: (tempered) Don't keep the etiquette anymore, you come here for Guke and let Gu Pain protect you, do you hear me! !

Mo Ren: (Unmoved) Loyalty and not love is the long-term way of master and servant, and subordinates should not rely on the past.

[The guard starts to attack himself mentally, and the damage rebounds by 200%]

[The palace master starts to attack himself physically, and the damage rebounds by 200%]

Mo Ren: ...Forget it, what's the matter with the love of the master, don't be a master and servant if you don't want to be a master and a servant, you can't afford to be provoked...

Chu Yan: ...Forget it, Ah Renai, let's do it first if you are a master and servant, you can't afford to provoke...

(The brain circuit is perfectly missed √)

By the way, Ah Ren, who wipes tears with the clothes of the hall master, is so cute////

感谢在2020-02-1700:09:13~2020-03-1523:46:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket: Yin Juan. 1;

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