The Dark Guard Camp is an organization specially set up by the prince to train dark guards.

People in the royal family will become the targets of others if they are not careful. In order to protect themselves and those close to them, it is inevitable to cultivate secret guards privately.

"Then I'll go back later and send a few hidden guards to Prince An's Mansion."

"Well, thank you, brother. That person..." Wang An was about to ask about the person who kidnapped Yunle when he heard a burst of coughing.

"Cough cough cough."

Yun Le probably choked.

Just now, while talking to his elder brother, he was feeding Yun Le medicine, and the spoonful of feeding just now was a little too fast.

An Wang put the medicine bowl with only a little medicine juice on the edge of the bed, took Yun Le over and leaned against his chest, and patted him on the back softly.

"Oh." The prince sighed, and turned his head to look in the direction of the door in embarrassment.

He seems a little redundant here, so let's go back and approve his pile of memorials.

"Ruoyao, Brother Huang is leaving first, and I will come to see you another day."

Qin Ruoyao just said "hmm" to show that he knew, and he didn't even have such polite words as sending him off, as he would have sent him to the gate of the palace before.

Suddenly there was a huge gap in the prince's heart.

After all, fattened pigs are cheaper for others.

Not long after the prince left, Yun Le woke up, and was fed a mouthful of porridge the moment he woke up.

Yun Le thought that the second prince was hugging him and feeding him porridge, so he struggled twice.

Wang An felt the person in his arms nudge his little hand, and looked down.

Yun Le's slender and distinct eyelashes fluttered up and down, like a butterfly flapping its small wings slightly.

"full?"

When Yun Le heard Wang An's familiar voice, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked up to see if it was really him.

Yun Le's forehead just touched Wang An's chin.

The new stubble on Wang An's chin was not shaved this morning, and it was a bit prickly.

Yun Le felt a little itchy, so she lowered her head again and shrank her body.

Yun Le's reaction made King An mistakenly think that Yun Le was afraid of him. If he was here, Yun Le would feel uncomfortable, so he wanted to come over to guard him at night.

"Let Ah Fu and Zisu come in to accompany you."

King An got up to leave, but heard almost inaudible sobbing behind him.

Looking back, Yun Le's eyes were full of tears, and her little faces were clenched together in sadness.

"what happened?"

In order to comfort Yunle, An Wang deliberately adjusted his tone of speech.

Yun Le stared at Wang An eagerly, tears fell more and more, like pearls with a broken thread.

How aggrieved and aggrieved by the small appearance.

Yun Le feels sad for himself, he is just a humble plaything of King An, who comes and goes when he is called, without his own thoughts and wishes.

"do not Cry."

Wang An sat back on Yunle's bed again, and reached out to wipe the tears on his face.

"What do you want to say? Write it down."

Wang An spread his hand in front of Yunle, indicating that he could write down his thoughts.

Yun Le grabbed the brocade quilt nervously with her small hands, then mustered up the courage to reach out and grab An Wang's hand.

Wang An smiled softly, his lips parted slightly, "Want me to stay?"

Yun Le tightly grasped Wang An's little hand, seeing his little eyes full of pleading and anticipation, Wang An couldn't bear it.

"What are you calling me?"

There was a hint of coaxing in Wang An's tone.

Yun Le looked at Wang An in a daze, her glazed eyes rolled left and right, as if she was thinking seriously.

King An grabbed Yun Le's chin, forced Yun Le to look at him, and asked again: "What did I tell you to shout when I saw this king?"

Lord?

Yunle's small face showed a look of doubt.

When he dreamed about the prince before, the prince told him to call him the prince whenever he saw him.

"My lord?"

Yun Le called out tentatively in a low voice, then lowered her eyes, a little nervous and embarrassed.

This "Prince" really made me feel happy, Wang An secretly laughed in his heart, and pretended to be indifferent and serious on his face.

The hand holding Yunle's chin loosened, and the thumb rubbed gently, feeling the smooth and tender touch.

"Did the prince come to see me that night?"

Yun Le lowered his eyes and wrote a dozen words with his fingers on the palm of Wang An's other hand.

The itchy touch made An Wang a little stunned, and his chest was numb.

Wang An stared at his palm for a long time, but didn't make a sound.

Yun Le, who didn't get a response, couldn't help being a little disappointed, and slowly let go of Wang An's hand.

The little head hung lower and lower, like an ostrich buried itself in the sand when it was in danger.

"coming."

Finally waiting for the answer he wanted, Yun Le smiled secretly with the corners of his mouth hooked.

He always felt that the prince that night was different from what he had dreamed about in the past. It turned out that he was not a dream, but really the prince.

Wang An looked at Yun Le's clear eyes and said, "I will come to see you every day from now on."

Wang An is aware of Yunle's careful thinking, Yunle just wants him to care more.

Wang An quietly accompanied Yun Le for a while, and the two of them didn't have anything to say and didn't feel embarrassed.

Suddenly, Yun Le stretched out his hand to write and draw on the palm of his hand.

"Afu?"

To show his affirmation, Yun Le nodded his head several times, like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that King An would not understand what he meant.

Wang An understood that he wanted to find Ah Fu, but it was a bit tasteful.

"This king is here, you still want to find Ah Fu?"

When Wang An asked this, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, which was so fleeting that Yun Le didn't even notice his unhappiness.

Yun Le looked at Wang An with clear eyes, and nodded again affirmatively.

"Don't look for Ah Fu!"

Wang An's tone was domineering and hasty, and his voice was raised a few degrees, causing Yun Le to shrink back with a shudder.

Yun Le drank porridge and medicine for two days, and felt that the place under her lower abdomen was swollen and uncomfortable.

He is inconvenient to move, and Ah Fu carried him to solve it before.

Now the prince won't let him find Ah Fu, what should he do?

Yun Le was so anxious that her little face turned red. If she didn't hold back in front of the prince and soiled the prince's bed, the prince would definitely be angry. What if the prince doesn't want him anymore?

The more I think about it, the more wronged I become, and the more I think about it, the more sad I become.

Wang An didn't notice Yun Le's abnormality until he saw Yun Le biting his lip so hard that it almost broke.

"What? You must find Ah Fu?"

Seeing Yun Le nodding again, An Wang shook his sleeves angrily and went out.

Wang An glanced at Ah Fu who was guarding in the yard, and ordered angrily, "Go in."

His voice was deep and terrifying, and his expression was stinky and dark.

Compared with the usual indifferent Wang An, he was a little more dangerous.

A Fu entered the room tremblingly, fearing that he would be thrown into the punishment cabinet in the next second, and suffered all kinds of devastation and torture. He went in standing up and came out lying down.

After a while, after helping the young master to solve his physical needs, Ah Fu was afraid that the young master would be sad if he was left alone, so he simply sat on the edge of the bed and accompanied the young master, telling some anecdotes to relieve the young master's boredom.

After waiting at the door for a while, Wang An's patience was gradually worn down.

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