It turns out that I am the white moonlight of the cold boss [Rebirth]

Yi Guixue straightened Qiu Lan's avoiding head, and carefully explored the emotion in Qiu Lan's eyes.

Is it shyness, or avoidance?Or disgust?

His breathing was quick and violent, and he beat Qiu Lan anxiously on the neck. Qiu Lan softly grabbed his wrist and asked him deceivingly: "What is this for?"

Yi Guixue spoke succinctly, without delay in his movements: "Heal him."

Qiu Lan's already unsteady strength stopped more and more hesitantly, and finally his concern for Yi Zheng overcame the slight panic in his heart. He stretched his neck stiffly like a beautiful swan being slaughtered, and endured Yi Guixue innocently. increasingly excessive behavior.

He was thinking wildly, how to treat Yi Zheng?Why does Yi Guixue seem to be doing... that kind of thing?This is next to his son Yi Zheng...

The more she thought about it, the more panicked she became, Qiu Lan was forced to put her hands on Yi Guixue's back softly, grabbed his clothes on the back, and said shamefully, "Can this really cure him?"

Qiu Lan showed a rare obedience, Yi Guixue's dark eyes finally softened a little, and he explained patiently: "He fell into a deep sleep because of his divine power, we merged the divine power and introduced it into his body, and he can wake up."

As soon as she heard that Yi Zheng would wake up soon, Qiu Lan's eyes and brows were filled with joy, and her high hanging heart finally let go.

However, Qiu Lan soon realized that his thinking was too simple. He didn't know how long the time had passed. He slept for a few sleepless nights and woke up. His body was not like his own. , After a few turns, he couldn't lift his arms that were limp like noodles, and begged for mercy in a breathy voice: "I'm so tired, it's Brother Xue."

Yi Guixue's eyes captured him fiercely in the darkness like a wolf and a hungry wolf. Instead of a trace of tiredness, they were full of excitement and fierceness, and said coldly, "Don't you want to cure him?"

Qiu Lan seemed to be pinched by the lifeline, and she let go of her strength and collapsed. She was already a little numb, and murmured: "I want to."

Yi Zheng is his son, he is an unqualified father, he owes Yi Zheng too much, in order to save Yi Zheng, even if let him die, he is willing.

He could feel the divine power belonging to Snow God slowly penetrate into his body, he opened his heart to welcome without hesitation, as long as their divine power merged, his son could be cured.

The two strands of divine power exchanged and circulated in the two bodies through this special treatment method, and were slowly introduced into Yi Zheng's body under the guidance of Yi Guixue. The arc, that arc froze in half.

Qiu Lan didn't know where she got a burst of strength, pulled the quilt over her body, and looked at Yi Zheng with joy and fear.

Disturbed by his movements, Yi Guixue was forced to stop, frowned and turned Qiu Lan's head back, commanding in a hoarse voice: "Look at me."

Qiu Lan shrank under the quilt, and whispered urgently: "I saw his eyes move." He was so anxious that he was about to cry, such a long treatment had destroyed his rationality, and made him almost collapse, and he would only subconsciously turn to him. Yi Guixue asked for help, "Brother Guixue, do you think he is well, is he about to wake up?"

Yi Guixue was irritated by his voice, but had nowhere to say it, and finally she was willing to let go of Qiulan, held Yi Zheng's thin wrist and probed it, he was startled, and looked at Yi Zheng with a heavy gaze, The voice was hoarse and hoarse: "I'm about to wake up."

After all, Yi Guixue got up and stood on the ground first, with her silver hair disheveled, he ignored Qiu Lan's tattered clothes, picked up his own white coat, and couldn't help but curl up under the quilt unwillingly. When Qiu Lan came out, she wrapped herself up, bent down and picked her up by the waist.

Qiu Lan's eyes were still glued to Yi Zheng's body, and she nestled dully in Yi Guixue's firm arms, smelling the cedar fragrance on his body, and when Yi Guixue stepped out of the Mingguang Palace, the cold wind with snowflakes came over, blowing On his face, he suddenly lowered his head and hid it in Yi Guixue's firm arms as if he had just come back from his soul.

He heard the sound of kneeling down and saluting in unison. He was very familiar with that voice. As a servant of Feixue Palace, the first thing he did when he entered the palace was the etiquette he had trained hundreds of times. The etiquette of royal salute.

He knew that the guards and maids should not dare to look around, but he still felt that there were countless prying eyes around him, which made him uneasy and panicked. If Yi Guixue appeared in such a high-profile manner with him in his arms, what would the Snow Clan people think?He is a human race, a man, he even felt that he would be drowned in saliva, and even buried his head tightly, his eyes were completely dark, and there was no gap.

Yi Guixue was holding a person in his arms, but his footsteps were not affected in the slightest. He walked calmly between the maids lying on the ground on both sides. His dark pupils were like endless seas, filled with incomprehensible emotions. He suddenly raised his head. It was always snowing, and the moon was blocked by dark clouds when it was snowing. He could only see the hazy moonlight in the sky, but he couldn't catch the moon, and couldn't keep the moon obediently in his sight forever.

What's more, his moon is afraid of him, and his moon doesn't love him.

Qiu Lan's small gestures of dependence let the hostility in his heart gradually dissipate, and he stretched out his arms to hug him even tighter. He finally found his moon, so what if he doesn't love him?This time, he will take good care of it and never let the moon disappear.

Qiu Lan turned over and woke up leisurely, thinking about what happened in a slow mind, A Yan, Yi Zheng, treatment...

By the way, is Yi Zheng awake?

He sat up abruptly and looked up. The extremely cold and dreary furnishings in the room were very familiar. It was the apse of the Dazheng Hall and Yi Guixue's bedroom. He looked down at himself belatedly. wear.

Only then did he vaguely remember that because he was too tired, he fell asleep halfway in Yi Guixue's arms.

"despair."

Suddenly there was a soft sound from behind the window, Qiu Lan was getting off the bed, and turned a corner towards the window. He stopped behind the window, pursing his lips, with a serious and serious expression, as if he was about to open a very precious A group of butterflies fluttered wildly in his heart, he slowly opened the window, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything, and then his eyes met the beautiful round eyes of the little man outside.

Yi Zheng didn't seem to expect that he would open the window, he turned around and ran after a moment of stunned, his thin silver hair was tied into a slanted soft ponytail, and the familiar hairstyle was thrown on Qiu Lan's face with the movement of turning around.

Qiulan didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he hurriedly climbed out of the window to chase after him. He overestimated his physical strength, and within a few steps, his whole body was so soft that it was sore like dough. The back is getting farther and farther away, Qiu Lan is anxious, regardless of the weakness of her legs, she exerts her strength forcefully.

Suddenly he stumbled against a hard object under his feet, and his uncoordinated limbs did not allow him to dodge in time. Qiu Lan faced the ground and fell to the soft ground with both hands, holding the ground with both hands, a little frustrated.

Why should he ask Yi Zheng to forgive himself?Obviously he did so badly, he was a very bad father.

The light and shadow in front of her eyes were suddenly blocked by a black shadow, Qiu Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she slowly raised her head. Yi Zhengbing stood in front of him with a pretty face, looking at him expressionlessly.

Qiu Lan was so happy that she didn't know what to say, she got up awkwardly, didn't care to pat the dirt on her body, and smiled embarrassedly, but when it was her turn to call someone, she hesitated for a moment, and then called out: "Your Highness."

He didn't know if Yi Guixue told Yi Zheng his identity, and he didn't know if Yi Zheng would accept a father like him, no... it should be said that he was a mother, a human man, he was afraid that Yi Zheng would dislike him, so he didn't Take courage.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Zheng remained motionless and his expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his eyes slowly turned red, and the water vapor gradually filled the air, washing the little guy's nimble black eyes into misty mist, reminding Qiu Lan of Water City like hometown.

Qiu Lan panicked, and raised her hand at a loss to wipe Yi Zheng's tears: "Your Highness, don't cry, what's wrong?"

But Yi Zheng opened his hand viciously with a "snap".

Qiu Lan didn't know what to do, and asked hesitantly: "Is Your Highness mad at me for leaving without saying goodbye? It's my fault. Don't be angry, Your Highness. I will never leave Your Highness again. Please forgive me, Your Highness?"

Yi Zheng wiped away his tears rudely, his eyes were red, and he said in a vicious tone, "You still want to lie to me, do you think I care about you as my mother?"

As soon as these words came out, Qiu Lan was overwhelmed by guilt and sadness, and his eyes were a little red. He didn't expect that Yi Zheng already knew it. The emotion in his heart prompted him to squat down suddenly, and his eyes were level with Yi Zheng, looking at that With almond eyes that were exactly the same as her own, Qiu Lan finally couldn't hold back, and reached out to hug Yi Zheng into her arms, her hands trembling slightly.

Yi Zheng sniffed and struggled awkwardly. The majestic prince of the Snow Clan couldn't hold himself in the arms of a weak human. His head was pressed against Qiu Lan's shoulder, and his tears were all beating on Qiu Lan's inner garment. Hiccup.

Qiu Lan said: "I'm sorry, I don't want to lie to you, I'm just afraid that you won't recognize me, after all... I'm just a human being."

Yi Zheng didn't speak, his eyes were wide open, and the tip of his nose quietly sniffed the special fragrance of his mother. The fragrance of his own mother's warm embrace was warmer and more tender than the embrace of Lin Lang's mother whom he looked at enviously. It's good to hear that he actually somewhat forgot the promise he made to never talk to Shen Yucheng again.

Qiu Lan followed his back one by one, her voice was so soft that Yi Zheng wanted to lie down and fall asleep, Yi Zheng tried to wake up, and asked like a sober child without emotion: "Do you not want me?"