The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

Bai Lin pursed his lips, seeing the smell of spicy hot pot coming from the kitchen, he immediately pushed Luo Ziling away.

"Oh, okay, I see, I'm almost starving to death."

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine." Luo Ziling put away the towel, took the spicy hot pot from the servant, and brought it to the stone table outside the kitchen.

"I'm going to eat spicy hot pot, oh, it's almost ready just now, you pulled me out..."

While complaining, he picked up the piece of meat, when he heard Luo Ziling's slightly hesitant voice.

"This king has already asked the emperor for instructions to go to the front line. The battle on the front line is tight, and this king will personally lead the troops."

"what?"

Bai Lin stood up from the chair in shock.

"Aren't you only going to the battlefield? Why go to the front line!" Bai Lin disagreed and grabbed Luo Ziling.

"Go to the front line, no! I don't trust you, I want to go too!"

Bai Lin suddenly stood up in a hurry and was about to go back to pack her luggage.

Luo Ziling was so frightened that he quickly grabbed Bai Lin.

He looked at Bai Lin's flustered look with a smile on his face, this was the first time in his life that he heard someone so worried about him.

He hasn't felt it for a long time since his mother and concubine passed away.

Even if the old King Qi is his last confidant, his emotions in some aspects are difficult to express.

How could the father's emotions be shown so delicately.

What's more, now, the old King Qi has passed away, and now there is only the intrigue of people's hearts.

From then on, Luo Ziling gradually closed his heart and became repulsive to others thousands of miles away.

Feeling such warmth again, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Seeing Bai Lin's appearance, Luo Ziling took Bai Lin's hand, a little liking but a little helpless.

"Hey, stay at home, I'll be back in a while."

Bai Lin sat down silently, even though he was upset in his heart,

"But the front line is so dangerous, if you don't pay attention..."

The more Bai Lin spoke, his voice became softer, and gradually he began to cry.

Luo Ziling hastily pulled him into his arms, giving him a good meal of comfort.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, I am the pillar of Prince Qi's mansion, I am strong and strong, I will definitely come back well."

Patting on the back, Luo Ziling said again: "If you go, then I won't have the heart to resist the enemy, and I will put all my heart on you. Don't you have the heart to watch this king die tragically on the battlefield?"

Bai Lin shook his head violently, and wanted to continue to say something, but because he was afraid of dragging Luo Ziling down, he endured the thoughts in his heart.

Bai Lin sighed, pushed away Luo Ziling's embrace, and prepared to go to the bedroom.

He was indeed in a somewhat uneasy mood at the moment.

Luo Ziling pulled him back into his embrace again, and leaned against Bai Lin's ear: "When I come back, I will show you that the world is safe."

Bai Lin didn't know what to say, even if he really wanted to tell Luo Ziling, even if the world was not peaceful, he was still willing to accompany him to the deep mountains, so that the world of the two of them would be safe.

But he couldn't persuade Luo Ziling.

he knows.

-

Two days later, Luo Ziling put on his battle armor and prepared to go out.

Outside the palace, tens of thousands of troops ride.

Luo Ziling was wearing armor and stood on the side of the battle flag.

The emperor stepped forward and patted Luo Ziling's shirt, and wanted to say something.

"Return safely."

Luo Ziling nodded and looked at Bai Lin.

The two looked at each other silently, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Before leaving, Bai Lin left a kiss on the corner of Luo Ziling's mouth.

"Come back early. I'll wait for you at home."

"it is good."

Luo Ziling mounted his horse, put on the reins, and traveled farther and farther.

There is no turning back.

—He dared not look back.