The Phantom of Jazz

"Where is Lord Zero?" Boyce asked Snow.

"In the room, I seem to be sick." Snow replied respectfully.

Boyce frowned, what's the matter with this kid, "I'll go and see him first, you go and call Sol now, it's not good to delay the process." Boyce turned and walked into Qi Ling's room.

Qi Ling's feverish body was wrapped in a white quilt, and a sickly flush appeared on his face due to the high fever, adding a touch of charm to the original handsome boy.Bois sat beside Qi Ling's bed, his eyes darkened, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress the ups and downs of the boy's delicate collarbone, he felt his breathing becoming more and more rapid, as if he had been bewitched by something, he gently Leaning lightly towards the young man, he kissed the dry lips of the young man, prying open his lips and teeth, the tip of the young man's tongue felt the moisture on his lips unsuspectingly meeting him, a strand of silver slowly slid down the beautiful lip line, Boyi Si suddenly felt the breath of soul power outside the door, he hurriedly left the boy, and then he heard the boy's hoarse voice: "Silver Chen, don't go." , he actually regarded himself as a substitute for silver dust.

"Once Lord, I'm here to treat Qi Ling." Suo Er's voice came over.

"It's really strange, Sol, I thought you wouldn't be able to come here, Wang Juezha, the dignified source of wind, healed this little cold for the second time, and I've wronged you." Although Boyce expressed guilt in his words, But it still looks tepid.

"Why did you ask me to come over if you didn't want me to come over, Bois, I'll give you a little bit of face."

"Oh? Then I should be very lucky." Boyce said disdainfully, "You should go and see him quickly."

"You sealed his title?"

"Well, although he does not pose a threat, he is still the title of Lord Zero. If he wakes up, we will be busy."

"This is troublesome. Without the treatment of soul power, his recovery will be very slow. It will be delayed for at least 3 days."

"Sol, I only give you two days." Boyce slammed the door open and went out.

Sol stands at the head of Qi Ling's bed, the sunlight casts his slender figure onto the young man's flushed cheeks.What's wrong with him, he has lost so much weight, the boy who used to quarrel with him and bring him warmth and sunshine no matter where he goes, is now lying here weakly, and there is a flash of pain in his heart.He sat down and stroked the young man's delicate eyebrows, with a slight expression of pity on his face.

"Water—" Qi Ling shouted in confusion.

Then the sweet and warm water was delivered to his mouth, Qi Ling drank it in big gulps, and finally opened his eyes filled with steam, "Akryuk, it's you."

"I am now the second-degree Lord of Fengyuan, Sol."

"Oh," the boy drooped his long eyelashes, "no wonder I can't beat you."

"Stupid boy," Suo Er, with an air of self-respect of an elder, patted Qi Ling's head jokingly: "Even if you are a seven-degree apostle, you might not be able to beat him."

Qi Ling rolled his eyes angrily, "Forget it, I can't say no to you."

Seeing Qi Ling's pale face, Suo Er pushed him onto the bed, wanting him to lie down for a while, but a certain person is duplicity, seemingly innocent, but there is something in his head that he doesn't know what it is.

"You, you," Qi Ling pulled the quilt tightly: "What are you doing?"

Sol: "..."

"What do you think?" Looking at such a cute young man, Suo Er smiled evilly, and pressed the young man under his body.

The boy below gasped: "Damn, you are a beast in clothes." It's not easy, Qi Ling actually said an idiom, it seems that people's potential is still very great in adversity.

When a certain Jue opened the door and came in, he saw such an ambiguous scene and broke out on the spot.

Qi Ling looked anxiously at Sol who was vomiting blood on the ground: "What are you doing?"

"Hehe, I really misjudged you," Boyce sneered, "Didn't you say you like Yinchen? Why are you hooking up with people who you haven't met for a few days now?"

Qi Ling: "What are you talking about?" Qi Ling got up with difficulty, and walked towards Suo Er: "It has nothing to do with you, right? You can't insult my feelings for Yin Chen." He carefully helped Suo Er You wiped the blood from his lips.

Boyce felt very annoyed, how could he think of Qiling so much, but when he saw Qiling ignoring himself to help Sol's wound, his anger burst out again: "Since you can get out of bed, you are in a hurry to do that Such a thing, in order not to spoil your interest?——" Boyce waved his hand, and Qi Ling was thrown onto the bed again.

Bois became even angrier when he saw the vigilant look on the boy's face, why he could look at Sol and Yin Chen with such gentle eyes, but he did so to himself... He strangled the indifferent boy angrily, and ruthlessly trampled on him Touching the boy's soft lips, he tore at the boy's clothes with one hand.

"Bastard, you're not a dead person—" Qi Ling struggled angrily.

"Bois, let him go," Sol, who was imprisoned by Boyce on the ground, was anxious. How could he see this simple child suffer such a thing: "Don't care about his business." Sol was crazy He hit Boyce's confinement hard, and he knew what the price would be if he hit it on his own, but he had to protect the boy.

"Pfft?——" Sol vomited a mouthful of blood, stood up, and the dense wind blades flew towards Bois, but the attack was shattered before getting close.Qi Ling's initial scolding had turned into sobs. He listened to the sound of the cloth being torn apart in horror, and subconsciously struggled more violently, "Go away." Qi Ling pushed Boyce hard, but he had no soul power. No matter what, he cannot be pushed away.

"Your Majesty." Snow walked in, as if he hadn't seen this scene: "His Majesty Fenghou asked when you will return to Fengyuan?"

Bois calmed down, watching the endless annoyance in the eyes of the frail young man below him submerge the expression of desire.However, when he saw that stubborn young man, he couldn't help wanting to take him as his own, "I'll let you go today."

Boyce turned and walked out.

Sol struggled to walk the boy curled up in a ball. He hugged him tightly with all his strength, and he heard the boy murmur: "Silver dust."

There was a throbbing pain in my heart.

Sorry, shouldn't let them know about your existence.

You should run freely under the vast sky, not be imprisoned in this cold place.

I should have protected you, but, sorry, there is nothing I can do.

"Qi Ling, how are you?" Suo Er asked worriedly, looking at Qi Ling who had lost all blood.

"It's okay." Qi Ling leaned against the window quietly, the sky of Josephine Tower City was so clean that there was no cloud, and the gray-blue color spread all over the sky, this was probably the last scene of Aslan that he saw Bar.This place is not like Fuze Town, where large pieces of golden clouds float above people’s heads, and fragments of golden sunlight drift down piecemeal, and it can be said that all the dark colors are modified into gorgeous colors.In the near future, I may not even be able to see the sky of Josephine Tower City. In the future, how far will fate distance me from Silver Dust?

"Prince Zero," said the Fengjin hunter respectfully, "Prince One ordered you to leave for Fengyuan tomorrow."

"What did you say?" Suo Er stood up, "What did Boyce think, Qi Ling is so ill now, how could he rush into Fengyuan."

"We have no right to intervene in the orders of the second-time prince and the first-time prince."

"You go down." Qi Ling waved his hand, "I don't care about Suoer, I still have to help serve food and wash clothes no matter how serious the fever is in Fuze Town, such a minor illness is nothing."

I just didn't expect it to be so soon, Yinchen, I haven't said goodbye to you yet.The last time we were on Wren Island, we didn't even have time to say goodbye.It must be good for you to be by your prince's side, just like, I am standing by your side.