When he heard the three words "wild man" from Wang An's mouth, Yun Le's heart ached as if it had been torn apart.
Could it be that in Wang An's heart, he is a man who can do his best?
That's right, he was originally brought back from that kind of place by King An, so it's not surprising that he would think of him that way.
When Wang An leaned forward to kiss Yunle's lips again, he tasted a faint smell of blood.
Reaching out to open Yunle's mouth, he found that he had bitten the tip of his tongue.
If the bite is deeper, it may not be easy to stop the bleeding.
"Don't bite, I won't move you."
He didn't expect Yunle to reject him so suddenly, and he felt a sense of loss and helplessness in his heart.
Seeing Yunle's pitiful appearance, Wang An also felt a little distressed.
Yun Le is as thin as an ant, as long as he pinches it lightly, his body will be crushed to pieces.
She clearly made up her mind to protect him well in this life, but every time she couldn't control the turbulent desire to torture him in her heart.
She usually doesn't care enough about him, but just now she didn't care about his body, disregarded his wishes, and wanted to force him.
He suddenly felt like an inhuman beast, grabbing everything he couldn't finish.No one is allowed to see it, let alone think about it.
"It was my fault just now. If you don't want to in the future, this king will no longer force you."
Wang An grabbed Yun Le's clothes that he had torn apart, and tied the top belts for him one by one.
Holding Yun Le in his arms, Wang An felt that his restless heart gradually calmed down.
Yunle seems to be his connection with the world.
When Yun Le was not by his side, he always felt uneasy, and always suspected that everything in front of him was a dream.
After waking up from the dream, he went back two years later, to the moment when Yun Le gradually lost her body temperature in his arms.
Yun Le just felt extremely sad, subconsciously bit the tip of her tongue, and didn't mean to bite her tongue to kill herself.
Now that she came back to her senses, Yun Le was a little flattered to be held in Wang An's arms like a treasure again.
He really couldn't understand the prince more and more.
Why waste time on him?
Instead of giving him hope from time to time, it is better to let him stop thinking completely.
What is gained is luck, and what is lost is fate. Those who worry about gain and loss all day long do not know whether it is luck or misfortune.
"My lord."
Yun Le called An Wang lightly, his voice was soft and waxy, and there was a crying tone, which made An Wang's heart melt.
"what you want to say?"
Wang An calmed down now, and spoke softly to Yunle, for fear that Yunle would really bite his tongue.
Yun Le looked at Wang An and shook his head, he didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to call him.
"Is there anything you want to say to the king?"
Yun Le still shook his head.
There are still a few small teardrops hanging on the slender and curly eyelashes, crystal clear, flying up and down as Yunle blinks.
Seeing this, King An involuntarily lowered his head and kissed away the teardrops on Yunle's eyelashes, and lightly licked the corners of his reddened eyes.
His Yunle is so obedient, she just let him move without moving.
The next day, Ah Fu was summoned by An Wang to go to the study because the teacher he was looking for was not in the same liking as An Wang.
Ah Fu started to feel worried on the way there, and always felt that it was no good for the prince to find him.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the study, he saw the face of the prince, which was darker than the big iron pan in the dining room, and Ah Fu felt a little bit in his heart.
"Go and find a better teacher."
Ah Fu didn't know where Ye Xu offended the prince, he felt that Ye Xu was very nice, gentle and courteous, and persuasive.
Even a person like him who gets a headache when he reads a book has memorized several lines from the Three Character Classic.
But King An is the biggest in Prince An's Mansion, no matter how good he is, as long as the prince says "no", it is "definitely" not good.
Ah Fu was afraid that the person he would find again would not satisfy King An.
If he was involved, he probably would have to suffer a lot.
So this time, Ah Fu carefully asked the prince about his needs for the husband.
"My lord, what are you looking for? The slave will follow your request."
Wang An frowned and pondered for a while, and the scene of Yun Le smiling at Ye Xu came to mind. He was so upset that the brush in his hand was broken into two pieces.
He must find a gentleman who is quite different from that man.
"Older, more experienced."
"Does the lord have any other requirements? If not, the servant will go and look for it according to the lord's request."
Wang An thought about it for a while, and added another condition, "It must be ordinary-looking."
So, Ah Fu found an old man over sixty years old for Yunle as a teacher.
The old man is rigid and serious, and Yunle's life is getting more and more difficult.
The old man has been teaching books all his life, but he has never seen anyone who can't even learn to speak.
As long as he is not born dumb, he can speak slickly at the age of four or five.
Another three days passed, not only did Yun Le fail to learn how to speak, but her hands were covered with injuries.
The red marks on the palms were all made by the old man with a rattan pointer, and Yunle basically suffered more than a dozen blows every day.
After three days, my hands were red and swollen.
Zi Su felt very distressed when she saw it, and she wanted to reason with the old man when she went up.
But still can't speak the eloquent old man.
Ah Fu also tried his best to persuade the old man not to be rough on the son.
However, the old man's deep-rooted idea of "you can't become a talent if you don't fight" is not something that the younger generations can easily change.
Yun Le didn't know how to resist either, so she just suffered silently, and even gestured to reassure them that she was fine.
Anyway, this level of beating and scolding is already very light compared with the painful experience in the past.
Wang An usually came back late, and every time he came back, he would see Yun Le sitting on the bed waiting for him, no matter how late it was.
Tonight, he purposely finished his business earlier, and wanted to spend more time with Yunle when he came back early, but he saw that Yunle had already fallen asleep.
Yun Le felt a little hot because of the pain in his hand, so he stretched out his hand outside the brocade quilt.
On a night in early winter, when the cold was overwhelming, Wang An wanted to help him put his hands back into the brocade quilt.
After holding it, I found that Yunle's hand was a little different from the previous ones.
His small hands felt a little wider to the touch.
I wanted to light up the lamp to check Yun Le's hand, but he held it unconsciously.
"Yunle, let go."
Yun Le, who was sleeping, didn't respond to him, but just held his hand tighter.
After studying with the old gentleman for several days in a row, he was really tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and his eyes were too tired to open.
He vaguely heard the prince calling him, but he just couldn't wake up.
Wang An patted Yun Le's small face lightly twice, and Yun Le rubbed against his hand, but there was still no sign of waking up.
Looks like I'll have to wait until dawn tomorrow.
Yun Le nestled in Wang An's arms for another night, but what was unusual was that he didn't wake up naturally this time, but was woken up by Wang An.
Could it be that in Wang An's heart, he is a man who can do his best?
That's right, he was originally brought back from that kind of place by King An, so it's not surprising that he would think of him that way.
When Wang An leaned forward to kiss Yunle's lips again, he tasted a faint smell of blood.
Reaching out to open Yunle's mouth, he found that he had bitten the tip of his tongue.
If the bite is deeper, it may not be easy to stop the bleeding.
"Don't bite, I won't move you."
He didn't expect Yunle to reject him so suddenly, and he felt a sense of loss and helplessness in his heart.
Seeing Yunle's pitiful appearance, Wang An also felt a little distressed.
Yun Le is as thin as an ant, as long as he pinches it lightly, his body will be crushed to pieces.
She clearly made up her mind to protect him well in this life, but every time she couldn't control the turbulent desire to torture him in her heart.
She usually doesn't care enough about him, but just now she didn't care about his body, disregarded his wishes, and wanted to force him.
He suddenly felt like an inhuman beast, grabbing everything he couldn't finish.No one is allowed to see it, let alone think about it.
"It was my fault just now. If you don't want to in the future, this king will no longer force you."
Wang An grabbed Yun Le's clothes that he had torn apart, and tied the top belts for him one by one.
Holding Yun Le in his arms, Wang An felt that his restless heart gradually calmed down.
Yunle seems to be his connection with the world.
When Yun Le was not by his side, he always felt uneasy, and always suspected that everything in front of him was a dream.
After waking up from the dream, he went back two years later, to the moment when Yun Le gradually lost her body temperature in his arms.
Yun Le just felt extremely sad, subconsciously bit the tip of her tongue, and didn't mean to bite her tongue to kill herself.
Now that she came back to her senses, Yun Le was a little flattered to be held in Wang An's arms like a treasure again.
He really couldn't understand the prince more and more.
Why waste time on him?
Instead of giving him hope from time to time, it is better to let him stop thinking completely.
What is gained is luck, and what is lost is fate. Those who worry about gain and loss all day long do not know whether it is luck or misfortune.
"My lord."
Yun Le called An Wang lightly, his voice was soft and waxy, and there was a crying tone, which made An Wang's heart melt.
"what you want to say?"
Wang An calmed down now, and spoke softly to Yunle, for fear that Yunle would really bite his tongue.
Yun Le looked at Wang An and shook his head, he didn't want to say anything, he just wanted to call him.
"Is there anything you want to say to the king?"
Yun Le still shook his head.
There are still a few small teardrops hanging on the slender and curly eyelashes, crystal clear, flying up and down as Yunle blinks.
Seeing this, King An involuntarily lowered his head and kissed away the teardrops on Yunle's eyelashes, and lightly licked the corners of his reddened eyes.
His Yunle is so obedient, she just let him move without moving.
The next day, Ah Fu was summoned by An Wang to go to the study because the teacher he was looking for was not in the same liking as An Wang.
Ah Fu started to feel worried on the way there, and always felt that it was no good for the prince to find him.
Sure enough, as soon as he entered the study, he saw the face of the prince, which was darker than the big iron pan in the dining room, and Ah Fu felt a little bit in his heart.
"Go and find a better teacher."
Ah Fu didn't know where Ye Xu offended the prince, he felt that Ye Xu was very nice, gentle and courteous, and persuasive.
Even a person like him who gets a headache when he reads a book has memorized several lines from the Three Character Classic.
But King An is the biggest in Prince An's Mansion, no matter how good he is, as long as the prince says "no", it is "definitely" not good.
Ah Fu was afraid that the person he would find again would not satisfy King An.
If he was involved, he probably would have to suffer a lot.
So this time, Ah Fu carefully asked the prince about his needs for the husband.
"My lord, what are you looking for? The slave will follow your request."
Wang An frowned and pondered for a while, and the scene of Yun Le smiling at Ye Xu came to mind. He was so upset that the brush in his hand was broken into two pieces.
He must find a gentleman who is quite different from that man.
"Older, more experienced."
"Does the lord have any other requirements? If not, the servant will go and look for it according to the lord's request."
Wang An thought about it for a while, and added another condition, "It must be ordinary-looking."
So, Ah Fu found an old man over sixty years old for Yunle as a teacher.
The old man is rigid and serious, and Yunle's life is getting more and more difficult.
The old man has been teaching books all his life, but he has never seen anyone who can't even learn to speak.
As long as he is not born dumb, he can speak slickly at the age of four or five.
Another three days passed, not only did Yun Le fail to learn how to speak, but her hands were covered with injuries.
The red marks on the palms were all made by the old man with a rattan pointer, and Yunle basically suffered more than a dozen blows every day.
After three days, my hands were red and swollen.
Zi Su felt very distressed when she saw it, and she wanted to reason with the old man when she went up.
But still can't speak the eloquent old man.
Ah Fu also tried his best to persuade the old man not to be rough on the son.
However, the old man's deep-rooted idea of "you can't become a talent if you don't fight" is not something that the younger generations can easily change.
Yun Le didn't know how to resist either, so she just suffered silently, and even gestured to reassure them that she was fine.
Anyway, this level of beating and scolding is already very light compared with the painful experience in the past.
Wang An usually came back late, and every time he came back, he would see Yun Le sitting on the bed waiting for him, no matter how late it was.
Tonight, he purposely finished his business earlier, and wanted to spend more time with Yunle when he came back early, but he saw that Yunle had already fallen asleep.
Yun Le felt a little hot because of the pain in his hand, so he stretched out his hand outside the brocade quilt.
On a night in early winter, when the cold was overwhelming, Wang An wanted to help him put his hands back into the brocade quilt.
After holding it, I found that Yunle's hand was a little different from the previous ones.
His small hands felt a little wider to the touch.
I wanted to light up the lamp to check Yun Le's hand, but he held it unconsciously.
"Yunle, let go."
Yun Le, who was sleeping, didn't respond to him, but just held his hand tighter.
After studying with the old gentleman for several days in a row, he was really tired, physically and mentally exhausted, and his eyes were too tired to open.
He vaguely heard the prince calling him, but he just couldn't wake up.
Wang An patted Yun Le's small face lightly twice, and Yun Le rubbed against his hand, but there was still no sign of waking up.
Looks like I'll have to wait until dawn tomorrow.
Yun Le nestled in Wang An's arms for another night, but what was unusual was that he didn't wake up naturally this time, but was woken up by Wang An.
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