Chiwuxing

, mockingly sighing, "I don't know how to wear clothes on the road..."

He lifted the quilt and the fur coat to the neck of the young man, and at the same time, took advantage of the opportunity to put on the exposed wrist of the young man. After a while, his eyes flashed, and the originally calm eyes suddenly turned cold.

Zong Zhengxi subconsciously used some force with his fingertips, regardless of whether the person on the bed was really sleeping or pretending to be asleep, he said in a deep voice, "How dare you drink when you're caught in the wind and cold?"

It was only then that he realized that the abnormal red color on the young man's face was not entirely caused by alcohol. Alcohol does have the effect of keeping out the cold, but drinking during illness is just to fight poison with poison when the body is weak, and it is harmful to the circulation of meridians throughout the body. , is tantamount to self-destructive foundation.

Zong Zhengxi's face was gloomy. Just as he said that, he could immediately feel the young man's breathing slightly stagnant. He hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't speak out to expose him.

Looking at the movement of the young man's eyelids quietly rolling, he was slightly lost in thought, and what suddenly came to his mind was the young man's smiling eyes just now.He had always felt that there was not much similarity between this person and Jia Yun in appearance, so he rarely misidentified the two.Only in that glance just now, the familiar glance that was almost re-enacted, instantly drove him crazy.

Jia Yunrong's face has always been kind and generous, but this young man is different.Ever since he met him, he could feel the ferocious aura in the dark part of his pupils, but it was hidden deeply, and it often first appeared when he used a knife or gun. Still suppressed.

Seemingly two completely different perceptions, but converged into the same frank look, even if this person used to pretend to be meek and cowardly in the army, he couldn't hide the clarity and determination that flashed across his eyes when he slashed. of.

I can't hide it no matter what.

Zong Zhengxi closed his eyes and closed his breath, and secretly pressed the youth's acupoints with his palms, the Zhiyang Qi penetrated into each other, the blood flowed, the blood vessels were blocked one by one, and the heat flow circulated continuously.

"His Royal Highness has been in the army for nearly seven years. It is not easy to guard the border. This year's winter is snowy and extremely cold, especially in the past. Why don't you go back to Beijing and have a look? Apart from the excitement, you can also reunite with your long-missed relatives." The visitor faded away. He took off his battle clothes, but he was dressed in ordinary short brown, with a modest face.

"The person I miss is gone, and the person who misses me is naturally gone."

"Oh, Your Highness misremembered, there is another one."

"...People who can be seen every day, naturally don't need to worry about it."

"Oh? Who is that?"

"I don't know...it should be...and above relatives."