Although Wang An never liked Yun Le, but Yun Le's heart is full of him.

It may be because King An brought him out of the terrible Xiaoge, or it may be because King An once treated him well.

I don't know where the love came from, and when I think about it, I realize that I have already loved him to the bone.

Yun Le held his carefully carved little tiger in both hands, and stood up tremblingly while leaning on the pillar beside him.

It has been two years since he was tortured that day, and his leg bones have not healed very well. Every step of standing and walking feels like ten thousand needles are pricking his legs, and he has to rest after a few steps. Most of the time he is crawling.

Although King An did not allow him to step out of this courtyard, today he wanted to give King An the little tiger he carved by himself. He felt that he would not be able to survive this winter, and he wanted to see King An again.

Yun Le limped towards Song Xiyan's Fuxue Pavilion. The sister who delivered the meal said that the prince would enjoy the moon with the princess in Fuxue Pavilion tonight.

Fuxue Pavilion is a bit far away, and it would take a quarter of an hour for ordinary people to walk from here, but Yun Le dragged his half-used leg to stop and go, and it took more than an hour to arrive at Fuxue Pavilion.

King An was in a very good mood today, so he listened to what Wang Hao said and gave all the servants in the mansion a holiday after the luncheon.

There is no one guarding the gate of Fuxue Pavilion, which is convenient for Yunle.

Yun Le walked in quietly. In the courtyard of Fuxue Pavilion, there are not only rockery, but also hot springs, and many white peonies are planted. Hearing that the princess loves peonies the most, the prince ordered people to plant peonies in the courtyard.

Yun Le hides behind a rockery, watching the prince and princess flirt affectionately, there is nowhere to relieve the loss in her heart.

It is the most heartbreaking to ask for nothing.

The little tiger that was already drenched in his sweat, tightly held in his palm, seemed to be laughing at his wishful thinking.

The prince hasn't even seen him in the past two years, so how could he like the gift he gave him?

Yun Le originally wanted to take another look and give up, but this time he saw someone on the roof eaves aiming at the prince's position.

He wanted to remind the prince to be careful, but he couldn't even speak.

He tried his best to run towards the prince, and at that critical moment, he stood in front of the prince.

Those who came to assassinate the snake, but failed, they knew that it was impossible to assassinate King An today, so they jumped and left Fuxue Pavilion.

Wang An held the man in his arms whose chest was pierced by a feather arrow, and was a little confused. This man blocked the arrow for him, but he couldn't even remember who he was.

The person in the arms is very thin, looking at him with eyes full of affection, shining like stars, such beautiful eyes, how could he forget them?

Yun Le raised his right hand with his last strength and sent the little tiger to the prince.

"This is for me?"

Yun Le smiled and nodded, seeing the prince took the little tiger from his hand, he slowly closed his eyes.

Yunle lost her breath in his arms.

Suddenly, his eyes went dark, and he also lost consciousness.

In the early morning, the sun shone through the window and sprinkled on the bed. The forehead of the man on the bed was covered with cold sweat, which soaked the pillow cover underneath.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide as if waking up from a nightmare, and looked at the little tiger in his hands. After a few seconds of stunned, he jumped up from the bed, opened the door and asked the boy at the door. Fu: "What happened to the person who was shot by the arrow yesterday?"

"My lord, what are you talking about? Why can't Ah Fu understand?" Ah Fu looked at the lord with a confused face and asked, "My lord, do you want to ask how the princess is doing?"

Hearing Ah Fu mention his frail and sickly princess, King An asked with some concern: "Is she sick again?"

"The villain heard from Qiuyue in the morning that the princess has been pale and depressed since she fell into the water a month ago."

Fell overboard a month ago?

Didn't the princess fall into the water happen two years ago?

"Ah Fu, what calendar day is it?"

"My lord, today is Yong'an 48

After hearing Ah Fu's reply, King An's heart suddenly jumped for joy. He went back to two years ago, and that person hadn't died in his arms because he blocked the arrow for him.

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