I made the hero cry in quick time

"Zijin, does it hurt..." As soon as Han Zining left, Bai Jue's expression changed.

Grabbing Han Lie's hand, he saw a deep gash, bleeding profusely.Then a ball of golden light gathered in the palm of his hand to heal his wounds little by little, but his brows were always furrowed, and his heart trembled.

Seeing that his face was slightly pale, Han Lie gently brushed his messy hair, and softly comforted him, "Mr. Bai, I'm fine."

Bai Jue breathed a sigh of relief, and blushed slightly because of his gaze.

Han Lie frowned and stroked his shoulder, "Your injury..."

When that sword went down, blood was turbulently flowing now, and he didn't expect Han Zining to attack him.

"It doesn't matter." Bai Jue shook his head, ordinary weapons can't really hurt him, his shoulder will heal soon, but Han Zining's interruption made both of them wake up from a dream, and they were at a loss when they woke up.

Han Lie smiled and pinched his face, "Then continue?"

Bai Jue coughed lightly, and acquiesced.

The smoke from the incense burner in the room was still slowly releasing, and the two who were awake were affected within a short while.

Until the middle of the night, the incense finally burned to the ground.

Han Lie was stunned again, Bai Jue wanted to erase his memory again, but he couldn't wave his raised palm for a long time, and his mind kept thinking that he blocked the little county king's sword for himself just now.

There was a sweet and sour taste in his heart.

I was a little bit reluctant.

Looking at the sleeping man again, he thought in his heart, maybe there is no need to erase it now, it's the same when he learns the flute well and then erases all of them.

Thinking of this, Bai Jue convinced himself.

He lowered his raised hand and closed his clothes again to sleep next to Han Lie.

The next day, the two went to bid farewell to the Xiaojun King, but the housekeeper said that the Xiaojun King had gone to the palace early in the morning, and the two left first.

In the streets of the capital in the early morning, there were not too many pedestrians, only peddlers were busy. Han Lie and Bai Jue were walking on the street, recalling what happened last night, he was naturally in a good mood, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Seeing that Bai Jue didn't speak.

Knowing that he must be shy, she took the initiative to hold his hand.

Bai Jue was startled, subconsciously trying to break free, but Han Lie clenched even tighter.Looking at him with fiery eyes, "Master Bai, after spending the night with me last night, is he still estranged from me now..."

Bai Jue was confused by his sight.

Mumbling, "I, I..."

Han Lie sighed, "I didn't expect the king of the little county to play tricks on Xiangli last night. Fortunately, I have always regarded him as a brother. Fortunately, Mr. Bai helped me in time. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be forced to be responsible to the king of the little county." ..."

Bai Jue wanted to break free, but stopped when he heard this.

Hearing that he had no intentions for Han Zining, he was secretly pleased.

Han Lie hooked his lips, "Although Zijin doesn't know much about Mr. Bai, you have a physical relationship with me because you saved me. Although Zijin is only a luthier, he has also read the books of sages, so I have to treat you The young master is responsible for..."

Bai Jue stared at him blankly.

Responsible, how responsible?

Han Lie looked at him and said, "I want to marry you, son, would you like it?"

Bai Jue was taken aback.

Heart beating wildly, he pushed him away and took three steps back.

Shaking his head violently, "No, no!"

He is the head of the Department of Unrequited Love, how could he marry a mortal?

Han Lie also expected his reaction, and his face was a little disappointed.

But he was not discouraged, and only sighed softly, "Zijin is sincerely asking for marriage, you don't have to refuse in such a hurry, why don't you give me a chance, if I learn the flute well and heal your injury, if you still refuse, Zijin will never embarrass you again..."

It is absolutely impossible for Bai Jue to marry him.

But seeing him disappointed, I couldn't bear it. After all, he had helped me many times, so it's not good to be too ruthless to him. It's better to follow his wish in these few months and take it as repayment.

When leaving, wipe his memory again.

Bai Jue thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll give you a chance."

But he said in his heart that even if he had [-] chances, the result would not change.

This is at best a compensation.

Seeing his hesitation, Han Lie only smiled slightly.He squeezed his hand tightly, "I know it would be nice to have a room for breakfast, so let's have breakfast first."

Bai Jue didn't struggle anymore.

After breakfast, Han Lie didn't go home first, and dragged him around the streets of the capital, looking at the busy people who got up early, the two were too leisurely, and seemed a little out of place.

Although Bai Jue came to the world many times, every time he came and left in a hurry.I have never felt the breath of the world carefully.After walking with him on the street for a while, I felt something different in my heart.

"Mr. Bai, a shop is open in front of you. Let's go and have a look." Han Lie dragged him into a jade workshop, where he picked out a white jade bracelet. , I thought it was suitable for the young master, but I didn't buy it all the time because I was afraid of being presumptuous, now I finally have the opportunity to give it to the young master..."

Bai Jue stared blankly at him.

Under his questioning gaze, he held out his hand hesitantly.

Han Lie put the jade bracelet on for him.

Bai Jue glanced at it, this white jade was not a top-notch product, but its quality was not bad, although it was not comparable to other jade ornaments on his body, but the most important thing was his heart, so he accepted it and said thank you...

Han Lie stopped by to buy some of Bai Jue's favorite pastries.

After holding hands and giving gifts, Han Lie returned home and practiced flute as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He was in a state of excitement all day long, but he didn't even get hit by the jade flute.

Over the past few days, the practice process has been very smooth.

Another night, Han Lie, who finished practice, was in a good mood and teased, "Master Bai, you Yuxiao have become more sensible these days, and you don't chase me around all day long. I'm really not used to it..."

In the past few days, he also figured it out.

This jade flute only likes positive energy, not negative energy.

Bai Jue burst out laughing.

There was a faint sense of loss in his eyes.

In the past few days, he practiced smoothly, and the two of them never kissed again.In the past, he was always asked for kisses by his rascals, as if it had become a habit, but after this sudden stop, he felt something was missing in his heart.

"I hope you will continue to be so sensible. If you unite with my flute as soon as possible, you will be able to save your master." Han Lie wiped the jade flute a few times, bowed his head and kissed it, "Don't hit me again !"

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade flute flew out of his hand.

Turned around in the yard, flew back and hit his forehead with a sap.Han Lie stroked his forehead helplessly, "I praised you just now, why are you angry again? Could it be that I'm angry at you for belittling you?"

Yuxiao flew directly over this time.

Hit him three times on the head, and then hit him in the stomach.

Han Lie refused to be beaten, and ran all the way in the yard, "Okay, I made a mistake..."

Yuxiao chased after her buttocks.

The last sap hit Han Lie's eyes with gold stars.

He lay down on the ground, rubbing the back of his head and complaining, "Master Bai, you Yuxiao have a really bad temper."

"I didn't know it had a temper when it wasn't in your hand." Bai Jue knelt down and looked at him, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, and asked softly, "Do you need me to comfort you?"

Han Lie snorted.

He said confidently, "That's not right, young master, don't comfort me, I don't want to touch it anymore."

Bai Jue smiled lowly, lowered his head and kissed her.

It's late at night and it's time for rest, but Bai Jue can't fall asleep on the bed.

He thought of what happened at the Prince's Mansion that night, and because Han Lie remembered it all, it made him feel different from before, and now he could no longer calm down, and felt a little empty in his heart.

Tossed and turned for a while.

Bai Jue got up and went out.

In the dark, he came to the door of Han Lie's bedroom and knocked on the door several times.

Han Lie, who had just fallen asleep, woke up with a start, and without turning on the lamp, he went to open the door, and saw Bai Jue in white obscene clothes, he was stunned for a while, "Mr. Bai, do you want me to do something for you staying up so late?"

In the darkness, Bai Jue's face was blurred, except for a pair of eyes shining like stars.

He bit his lip and said softly, "Didn't I say I would give you a chance? I said, I will do it..."

Han Lie was dumbfounded.

I was amazed by his enthusiasm, boldness, innocence and purity.

He has not been influenced by human etiquette, so his actions are often unexpected.

And I have never been a saint and gentleman.He was willing to give him a chance, so how could he bear to disappoint him? Naturally, there was no reason to refuse.

"That Zijin must not disappoint you..." Han Lie pulled him into his arms, sniffed the cold fragrance on his body, his heart throbbed fiercely, and kicked the door shut.

When Bai Jue was hugged by him, he felt that the void in his heart was filled, and sighed in his heart.

Han Lie dragged him into the house.

Bai Jue realized that he always seemed powerless in the face of Han Lie's enthusiasm, obviously his strength was far superior to him, he was just a mortal.

In a trance, he faintly heard Han Lie whisper in his ear, "Master Bai, even if he can't marry you in the end, Zijin will be satisfied if he can have a relationship with you for a few days..."

Bai Jue didn't answer.

He would never be able to give him the answer he wanted, he didn't dare to say it, maybe he didn't want to see his disappointed face.

After that night, the relationship between the two became more ambiguous.

As a result, Han Lie's mood has been kept in a relatively good state, and he is no longer impatient. After all, Bai Jue's rewards are already the best motivation, and he can't just pretend to be stupid and procrastinate.

Three months later, Han Lie was able to fully control Yuxiao.

Bai Jue gave him the sheet music for treatment, and practiced it thoroughly.

"Master Bai, I can help you tomorrow..." Another night, Han Lie finished his flute practice and handed him the jade flute. Under the candlelight, Han Lie had a different smile on his face, "I have a hunch, After the injury is healed, the son will disappear from my world, but it doesn't matter, I will remember you, even if you are gone, you are still in Zijin's heart..."

Bai Jue was surprised, so he had a premonition.

Facing his words, he could only remain silent.

But he said in his heart, after tomorrow, he will not remember himself, because he will forget everything, and they will not even be regarded as passers-by in the end, and he will not leave any traces in his heart.

The next day, Han Lie woke up a little early.

Thinking that today might be the last day the two of them spend together, thinking to cherish it, he lowered his head and kissed Bai Jue's face, got out of bed and prepared to make breakfast, but found a painting floating in the room, in which was a man in white.

The person in the painting is Bai Jue.

The person in the painting is standing under a peach blossom tree in full bloom, and actually smiles at him and whispers, "Zijin..."

And reached out to him.

Han Lie was startled, knowing that the painting was weird, but still attracted by a force, he touched the person on the screen with his fingers, and murmured, Mr. Bai...

The picture scroll emitted a blinding white light.

Han Lie was held by the person in the painting, and he was pulled into the painting with an exclamation.