Your Majesty, don't worry

Su Qingbai didn't know how long she had been in a coma. When she woke up again, the sky was still raining moderately, and it was already dark outside. A crystal glass lamp inside the room was emitting a warm light.

Duan Yan sat beside Su Qingbai with an indescribably lonely expression.

"The wind and the clouds are scattered, and everything is like rain." He said.After a long time, he sighed again and said:

"Little son... don't blame me for drugging you, I just want you to think of me..."

"Xiao Shizi, there is a soul-returning grass added to the cloud velvet flower, which is harmless to your body, so don't worry."

No matter what the person in front of him looked like, he was as good-looking as ever. After watching him for a while, Su Qingbai's mind gradually returned to clarity, and the memories related to Duan Yan from before also returned to his mind.

"Back then..." Su Qingbai's face was extremely pale, and she murmured softly, "The Quzi Kingdom's national strength has declined, and the only way to rely on Daqi..."

But the first emperor valued and feared the king of Northern Xinjiang the most, and Quzi Kingdom was the closest to Northern Xinjiang, so he sent him as a gift to the Northwest Mansion as a young man.

The king of Beijiang didn't embarrass Duan Yan, but opened up a side room for him to live in.

The tone of the paragraph was gentle, "At that time, everyone in the palace was always secretive about Xiaoshizi's body. Later, I realized that Xiaoshizi was born with a deficiency and would not live long."

Apart from reading stories in front of the bed every day to relieve boredom, Xiaoshizi is almost isolated from the world. His body is too weak, and the king of Northern Xinjiang loves his son like his life, so no one dares to approach his room.

But Duan Yan was the one who dared to break through the window and stood by the bed and stared at him. He wanted to see what the rumored living dead looked like. Maybe he didn't even think about it, just the first time. , Losing his life.

Maybe he felt that the child on the bed was too pitiful, he had to die at such a young age, or maybe he felt that he was as lonely as himself, which made Duan Yan feel pity.From then on, every day after Duan Huan left, he would slip into the room and stand by the bed, first look at the toddler on the bed, watch him sleep, then wake up, and in the end, regardless of whether Xiao Shizi liked it or not, he would just listen to his own words. Talk about things in Quzi Country.

Day after day, Xiao Shizi would occasionally open his mouth to tease him, and most of the time he kept hurting him. At such a young age, he was merciless when hurting others.

For Duan Yan who lived without dignity at all, staying with Xiao Shizi made everything clear and vibrant.So no matter what the cost, he will not let him die.

Su Qingbai sat up with support, looked at Duan Yan in a daze, and said, "The blood worm has a male and a female, but did the other one grow in your body?"

Without answering a few words, all kinds of dreams and fantasies in the past spread out in his mind. At the age of ten, Xiao Shizi was planted with bloodworms for the first time, and the pain was so painful that he hugged his frail and thin body tightly. At that time, he missed him. You must protect this person tightly for the rest of your life.I thought Xiao Shizi would survive after planting the blood worm, but the blood worm was too weak and died within a few years. When he was 13 years old, he had another blood worm planted, and he hugged him so tightly, his heart ached to the point of suffocation, and he heard him say over and over again: "Wait for me, wait for me to grow up."

This time, he will definitely survive, as long as the blood worms in his body don't die, Xiao Shizi will survive.

After the blood worm was planted, Xiao Shizi gradually lost his memory due to his congenital insufficiency and lack of energy. He didn't know what Xiao Shizi forgot and remembered, but he never mentioned the name "Qi Yan" again.

"Yes." Duan Yan replied, "The person who planted blood worms for you and me was a Taoist from Quzi Kingdom, and that Taoist was my master. He said, only in this way can you have hope of living." Su Qingbai didn't know In a snowy day, he knelt in front of the master until his knees were broken, and the master agreed to introduce another blood worm into his body.From then on, his life was linked with Su Qingbai's.He is willing to live a few years less for no reason.

Su Qingbai frowned, spat out a small mouthful of blood, and then the blood in her mouth and nose overflowed together.

"Little son, the blood worms have been separated for so many years and meet again, there must be a reaction, if..."

Su Qingbai turned over from the bed, only feeling pain in his chest, tremblingly said: "It's getting dark, it's time for Qi Yan to find me..."

Before taking two steps, he fell to the ground, and the blood from the corner of his mouth kept overflowing, seeping into his collar.

"It was you who said that I should wait for you until you grow up." Duan Yan's eyes were red, and he helped Su Qingbai up.

Su Qingbai sneered, shook off his hand, and staggered forward.

"As long as you step out of this yard, the blood worm will be exhausted day by day. Even if you return to him, how long will you live? How long can you be with him?"

Su Qingbai clutched her chest, nosebleed dripping, dripping all the way from the house to the yard, and then disappeared into the rain and fog.

Duan Yan leaned against the door and vomited a small mouthful of blood, his whole body began to tremble, but there was an inexplicable smile on his face, it seemed that he still didn't remember all the past, since he didn't remember it, of course he wouldn't follow him. He said that what he said back then was actually—Qi Yan, wait for me, wait for me to grow up.

It was as if a hole had been broken in the sky, and the rain was overwhelming, and the imperial city seemed to be turning into a vast ocean in an instant.Qi Yan rode a horse to look for Su Qingbai in the rain for a day, and Lu Chan followed quickly, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, so many people are looking for Mr. Su, you should go back to the inn to rest first."

Qi Yan shook his head, his face was washed pale by the rain, Su Qingbai was his life, and he was greatly stimulated by the news that others wanted to touch Su Qingbai during the day, and now that he disappeared, Qi Yan only felt that the whole person It was as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

He sneezed, and asked with a strong nasal voice: "What did the Duanfu in Xijing say?"

Lu Chan hurriedly said: "Your Highness said he didn't see Mr. Su coming." Seeing that Qi Yan's eyes were stained with frost, he immediately said, "After all, he is the prince of Quzi Kingdom, so it's not easy for a slave to lead someone to break into him." .”

"Continue to send people to watch him."

"Yes."

The rain made Qi Yan unable to open his eyes. He tried to catch his breath, and said in a low voice: "The past few days he has always lost his temper and said that I sent the dead to follow him, but now he has just removed the dead, and he is gone. What should we do with this man."

At this time, a dead man came running in the rain, and he said out of breath, "In front...there is a man...that looks like...like..." The dead man trembled his eyes and dared not speak further.

Qi Yan got off his horse and ran over like crazy. In the heavy rain, he saw a person lying motionless on the ground, surrounded by a pile of dead men who dared not move or make a sound.

Qi Yan tried his best to stabilize his mood, hugged him, and when he saw that face, it was as if the rain of the whole world turned into a sharp sword and pierced into his heart.