The paper man I raised is a dragon boss

The countdown numbers were changing rapidly, and Nan Xiao's bloodless face was as white as paper in an instant.

It was a time bomb, and the person sent by the other party turned out to be a dead man.

They thought of the failure of the assassination plan and the possibility of the assassin being arrested, so they dispatched the dead soldiers, carrying a few kilograms of explosives, and had no intention of letting the little dragon cub go back alive!

"He has explosives on him!"

"Hurry up and escort the little Highness away!"

The time left for them to react is too short, and even the best bomb disposal experts cannot dismantle the bomb in such a short time.

The scarlet number was like a sign of death in the darkness. The well-trained soldiers hurriedly protected him and retreated, and some people took off the bullet-proof suit to replace it for him.

"It's too late."

Nan Xiao murmured.

A few kilograms of explosives are enough to blow through the shell of a tank several centimeters thick. The distance they evacuate is too short, and even if they do not die, they will be seriously injured.

What to do, what to do—

The soldiers surrounding him and retreating suddenly let out an exclamation, Nan Xiao suddenly raised his eyes, and the little dragon cub who had been following him had already flew towards the direction of the explosives at some point.

"Cubs!"

What do you want to do? !

"Stop him quickly—"

Nan Xiao's voice was so hoarse that he almost changed his tune. He broke away from the soldiers protecting him and tried to squeeze out of the crowd to chase the little dragon cub.

"Your Highness, it's too late! Let's go!"

"Your Highness!"

More than a dozen soldiers blocked the way, Nan Xiao's hair on the temples was already soaked in sweat, and the wet sweat dripped down from his chin along the line of his thin cheeks.

He had no way to catch up, the soldiers were almost dragging him back, he could only see through the gaps in the crowd, the little dragon cub grasped the explosives tied to the dead soldier in its claws, and flew towards the edge of the roof .

Near the place where the banquet is held is a large open garden and pasture.

If the bomb had exploded there, the casualties would have been much smaller, but—

"Cub -"

You can't do this, you will die!

The figure of the little dragon cub almost turned into a silver light in the air. The silver light streaked across the edge of the roof, fell obliquely downward at a high speed, and disappeared from sight.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye. The soldiers protecting the little prince heard a hoarse cry, and His Highness, who was sick, broke free from their encirclement and ran towards the edge of the roof.

"Your Highness, you can't go there!"

"The explosives are about to explode, cover your head and get down!"

Nan Xiao grabbed the railing on the edge of the roof, leaned forward and looked down, there was a dead darkness, it seemed that if he took another breath, a gnawing flame would erupt from below.

The feeling of suffocation flooded the chest cavity, the pupils of the youth's black eyes were constricted, and a few red blood streaks climbed up the eyeballs.

Why did it happen, why—

A few points of coldness rushed towards his face under the wind, and turned into dripping water marks on his face in a blink of an eye.

It is snow.

At first it was tiny ice particles, but within a breath, it turned into flakes of snow, swirling one after another, obscuring the vision.

Snowing.

Is it Han Yuan?

The young man's despairing eyes suddenly burst into a scorching flame, and he turned around expectantly, looking for Han Yuan's figure in the crowd.

If Han Yuan came, would Zai Zai still be saved?

He must have a way, he must have a way——

There was a bang of an explosion, and the eardrums were shocked for a moment. Snowflakes blocked most of the flames of the explosion, and the rushing air wave knocked Nan Xiao to the ground.

The bones and viscera of the body seemed to be trembling in the explosion, and there was a buzzing in the ears, and nothing could be heard clearly.

It was as if someone was shouting behind him.

Someone seemed to be exclaiming, rejoicing that the explosion of a few kilograms of explosives was so small that it didn't affect this place.

Nan Xiao clenched his fists, put his hands on the ground, stood up from the ground staggeringly, his throat was sweet, he endured it, but did not stop, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of the young man's pale lips, winding into a A bloodstain.

The explosives didn't reach here and they all survived.

But what about his cubs?

He never thought that such a result would have to be obtained by sacrificing Zai Zai's life.

He clearly promised Zai Zai that he would do his best to protect him.

Then why is he standing here in good condition, but Zai Zai——

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you, Your Highness? Your Highness is vomiting blood, please help His Highness back, and call for a doctor!"

The dark red blood dyed the young man's thin lips a strange rose color, dripped on the cold stone ground, and several blood flowers bloomed.

In the heavy snow, the rocky ground has already been covered with a thin layer of snow, and those few spots of blood are particularly glaring against the white background.

"……I do not go."

Nan Xiao raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, with the last glimmer of hope.

"I'm going to find Zai Zai, I want to meet people..."

Han Yuan didn't show up, but he didn't believe that Han Yuan would just watch the little dragon cub die.

"I want to see Han Yuan... He didn't ignore Zai Zai, did he?"

The soldiers who rushed over to help him down suddenly stopped in unison, with strange expressions on their faces.

Nan Xiao was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he looked at the soldiers kneeling on one knee to salute.

"Master Holy Son."

Suddenly there was warmth behind him, and the familiar cold voice rang in his ears.

"Your Highness, don't cry, the little dragon cub is fine."

Nan Xiao turned around slowly, and his eyes met Han Yuan's dark golden pupils soaked in ice and snow. There was a touch of tenderness and comfort in them, which made his almost broken heartstrings relax at once.

He stammered and repeated Han Yuan's words.

"Little Dragon Cub...is he alright?"

"He's fine." His tone was firm, "Didn't I promise His Highness?"

"Then where is he?"

"Wait for His Highness in the ward, and His Highness will see him when he arrives."

Han Yuan lowered his eyes and stared at the young man with blood on his lips, the other's frowning brows relaxed as he heard his words, and his rosy lips raised a little smile.

"……Thank you……"

You have never broken your promise to me.

The young man took two steps slowly, and suddenly staggered, Han Yuan reached out to catch him, and hugged him horizontally.

"My lord, Your Highness—"

"I'll take him down and contact the doctor. Don't let out the news of His Highness's injury for now."

"It's...these prisoners?"

"Take strict care and wait for my interrogation."

"Yes!"

The soldiers stood where they were, watching the tall man turn the corner of the stairs with the little prince in his arms.

As the wind and snow gradually subsided, they had a vague glimpse of Lord Shengzi lowering his head, looking at His Highness with such gentle eyes that they suspected that they were hallucinating.

"... Tell me, is the marriage between our Lord Son and His Highness really coming soon?"

"It should be... a few kilograms of explosives, Mr. Shengzi actually solved it by himself, but His Highness really dared to charge there alone."

"Speaking of which, the little dragon cub His Highness is carrying can't really belong to Lord Shengzi..."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense—as far as I know, Master Shengzi is too busy with military affairs on the edge planets, so how can he have time to have a baby with him, maybe it's an adopted dragon cub."

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