Villain, do you remember that I am a stand-in?

Listening to Fang Yingqing's raised volume, Ji Xiaoguang thought to himself that you changed your face too quickly.

When talking to him just now, his voice was gentle and elegant, with a high-spirited attitude.It can be seen that Shen Lianting immediately became humiliated and resentful, as if he wanted to drag Shen Lianting into a fight.

After Fang Yingqing finished speaking, he was about to prop up his body and sit up. Ji Xiaoguang was the closest to him, fearing that he would burst the wound with too much force, so he got up from the bamboo chair and walked behind Shen Lianting.

Straightening her bandaged waist, Fang Yingqing couldn't bear the pain and gasped.

He noticed that the person sitting by the bed left, raised his wet deer eyes, and saw Ji Xiaoguang hiding behind Shen Lianting, and even reached out to hook the big black sleeve.

The expression is well-behaved and extremely intimate.

"You..." Fang Yingqing was stunned, the words she was about to say were stuck in her heart, and she couldn't get up or down.

Ji Xiaoguang saw Fang Yingqing's weird expression, and then looked at his hand holding Shen Lianting's sleeve, a light flashed in his heart, and he raised his eyebrows.

If Fang Yingqing woke up this morning, then he probably didn't know what happened between himself and Shen Lianting.

Now almost everyone in the Xiaoyun faction knew that Shen Lianting had a nominal accompanying disciple who didn't have to do anything, but offered delicious food and drink, and Shen Lianting was very protective.

At first Ji Xiaoguang followed Shen Lianting day by day, and the gossip and rumors never stopped, but later Shen Lianting didn't know what method to use, so everyone stopped talking about it.

Until now, many people seem to have gotten used to Ji Xiaoguang's special existence, so they have no interest in paying attention to it.

But just because others don't care, it doesn't mean that Fang Yingqing will accept it so quickly.

The man who chased him so hard three years ago now has a young man by his side, and the young man is well-dressed.

Fang Yingqing's breath caused the tearing pain in his throat, and his white jade hands tightly clenched the veil stained with the medicine juice, an inexplicable sense of shame and resentment welled up, and he had the illusion that the wound on his back was opening and bleeding.

Just now when Shen Lianting came with that young man, he only cared about Shen Lianting and all his attention was on him.He didn't think about why the boy and Shen Lianting came together.

He took it for granted that the young man was probably an inner disciple of some elder and was well dressed, but now that he thought about it, that was not the case.

Fang Yingqing came to Ji Xiaoguang to thank him, of course, for another purpose, and originally only regarded him as an ordinary disciple.

But now that he finally looked at it carefully, Fang Yingqing thought for a moment, and after seeing the plain yarn on Ji Xiaoguang's face, he dispelled the idea that he was Shen Lianting's pet.

Ji Xiaoguang saw Fang Yingqing loosen his frowning eyebrows, and the contempt in his eyes disappeared for half, guessing that he might have thought of what he had said.

This is true, as long as one looks ugly, half of those dirty thoughts will disappear.

Once again he thanked the unsatisfactory face.

Because of his face, sometimes the first thing passers-by think of is not that he is Shen Lianting's favorite boy, but whether he is some troubled relative of Shen Lianting.

There was even an even more outrageous rumor that he was the illegitimate son of Shen Lianting who was living abroad.

Ji Xiaoguang only made a rough guess about Fang Yingqing, he couldn't stand Fang Yingqing's probing eyes, coughed lightly, and curled the corners of his mouth forcefully.

"Mr. Fang, if there is nothing else, I will leave. You are recovering from your illness. I will not bother you in the future."

He didn't want to say too much, anyway, as long as Fang Yingqing wanted to, he and Shen Lianting could be known to anyone, so let Fang Yingqing figure it out for himself, and he won't mention more.

Seeing that Ji Xiaoguang was about to leave, Fang Yingqing didn't care that Shen Lianting was still standing here, he hesitated, and finally asked tentatively, "Are you...are you related by blood to the royal family?"

"Ah??" Ji Xiaoguang slipped and almost fell.

Does even Fang Yingqing think she is Shen Lianting's relative? !

He wanted to cry a little, because he was not good-looking, why everyone's thoughts were so simple, Ji Xiaoguang suddenly felt that he had been humiliated.

"Yingqing, you are weak, so don't talk so much."

At this time, Gu Xiaocheng, who had been silent all this time, interjected, as if reminding him not to say any more, Fang Ying glanced at him indifferently, and stopped talking.

"Your Highness Sixth, please."

Gu Xiaocheng seemed to be in a hurry, he was busy inviting the two out.Shen Lianting nodded slightly, let Ji Xiaoguang go in front, and then walked out under Fang Yingqing's watch.

The small courtyard in the bamboo forest was cold, and Ji Xiaoguang's mind recalled the scene that he was almost hacked by a few men in black in the purple bamboo forest that night.

She thought to herself that Fang Yingqing lived in a place full of bamboo forests, so it would be strange not to have nightmares.Gu Xiaocheng is really good enough to choose such a place for Fang Yingqing to live in.

Ji Xiaoguang looked at Gu Xiaocheng unconsciously when he was thinking, but when he raised his eyes, he directly broke into Gu Xiaocheng's deep pupils, the meaning was unknown.

Gu Xiaocheng took a deep look at Ji Xiaoguang, he stood in front of the fence of the green bamboo courtyard, and said quietly, "His eyes are exactly the same as Yingqing's."

The person he was talking about was naturally Ji Xiaoguang, but his eyes were on Shen Lianting. He looked at Shen Lianting's back silently, as if waiting for an answer.

Shen Lianting stopped when he heard the words.

But Ji Xiaoguang's throat was a little tight, and his eyes unconsciously looked at Shen Lianting.

Gu Xiaocheng always looked down on him, and he knew in his heart that it was within his expectation to say such a straightforward thing now.

But what he cared about was Shen Lianting's reaction, which made him a little nervous.

The air seemed to be frozen for a long time, Shen Lianting kept rubbing the two fingers protruding from his wide sleeves, suddenly his shoulders moved slightly, he turned his head slowly, and said in a neutral tone: "That's right."

Ji Xiaoguang felt that half of his heart had cooled down, and he was inexplicably sad.

But then he calmed down, what happened to him, he planned to stay by Shen Lianting's side as a stand-in, what else could he force?

These eyes are really too similar to Fang Yingqing, he believes that Shen Lianting knows it, but Shen Lianting said the confession himself, why does he feel so uncomfortable in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he suddenly discovered that he was just a substitute, and no one would care about him.

After hearing this, Gu Xiaocheng seemed to relax his eyebrows and eyes, and he didn't ask any more questions, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, and respectfully saluted Shen Lianting: "Send off the Sixth Highness."

But Gu Xiaocheng didn't ask, but Ji Xiaoguang hoped that Shen Lianting would say something more, even a few words would be better than the word "not bad".

But Shen Lianting didn't seem to want to explain, he called out Chi Xin, and left with Ji Xiaoguang Yujian who was a little distracted.

When the two returned to their residence, Ji Xiaoguang lowered his head and stared at Shen Lianting's black hem. The patterns on it were cumbersome and low-key, giving him the illusion of being sucked in.

He bit his lip, but still couldn't hold back: "Shen Lianting."

Shen Lianting turned his head, and let out a "huh" slowly through his breath, which was regarded as a response.

"you……"

Ji Xiaoguang grabbed the fabric of the hem with both hands, and was about to raise his head while speaking, but was stunned the next moment, and swallowed all he wanted to say.

The corners of the raised eyes still had the same curvature, and the face was as cold as usual, but there was a trace of haggardness on the face, and a thin layer of blue was covering the fundus of the eyes, and the whole person was tired that could not be concealed.

Seeing that Ji Xiaoguang was silent, Shen Lianting said wearily, "Xiaoguang, what do you want to say?"

Ji Xiaoguang opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only shake his head in the end: "No, it's nothing. You have a good rest, let the owl make a cup of ginseng tea, put more yellow chrysanthemum and jasmine, don't be too tired. "

But Shen Lianting was taken aback, he raised his hand to stroke Ji Xiaoguang's hair, and then walked away.

"Xiaoguang, what are you thinking, eat quickly."

During dinner, Fei Nu looked at Ji Xiaoguang holding up the small white porcelain bowl in a daze, and hurriedly put a piece of ribs into his bowl.

Ji Xiaoguang put down the bowls and chopsticks, put his arms on the table and supported his face with one hand: "No appetite."

Fei Nu sat securely, picked the food in his mouth and said vaguely: "Isn't it because His Highness didn't come to eat with you? You can't even eat anymore?"

"No!" Ji Xiaoguang was disturbed by the sound of his eating and picking up vegetables. He slapped the smooth long table with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't eat first."

Fei Nu heard that, although he didn't understand what Ji Xiaoguang meant, he still finished his last bite and obediently put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Ji Xiaoguang couldn't hold back and said, "You are really an active cook..."

"Cooker? I can only eat, what is a cooker?" Fei Nu asked with five or six grains of rice on the corner of his mouth.

Ji Xiaoguang thought that I really couldn't answer this question, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Fei Nu, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

Ji Xiaoguang quickly made a draft in his mind. He thought that since Fei Nu was familiar with Xiaoniao, it might be okay to know something about Shen Lianting.

He whispered mysteriously: "What has Shen Lianting been doing these days?"

Fei Nu didn't understand Ji Xiaoguang's meaning for a while, so he took it for granted, "What are you doing? Xiaoguang, you practice with His Highness all day, and you should know better than me what to do."

"I didn't mean that." Seeing that Fei Nu didn't move the hint in his words, he simply broke away from him and said, "I just feel that Shen Lianting is... very tired these days."

Fei Nu said: "Tired?"

Ji Xiaoguang nodded, and gestured: "That's right, the fatigue visible to the naked eye, it seems that there is something wrong with him."

After hearing this, Fei Nu really thought about it very seriously, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It's possible, His Highness the Sixth Highness is doing something important."

"Big event?" Ji Xiaoguang was startled slightly, probably feeling that Fei Nu's words made sense: "What kind of big event is that?"

"Oh, I know this so well, why don't you ask His Highness yourself?" Fei Nu was suddenly impatient at being asked, waved his hands and continued to eat.

Ji Xiaoguang hesitated and said, "Will I ask Shen Lianting?"

"How do you know if you don't ask? Why don't you ask tomorrow morning?"

"Is there any problem? No problem, eat quickly. If His Highness knows that you don't eat, why don't you skin me..."

……

Ji Xiaoguang thought he must be crazy.

He actually really wanted to ask Shen Lianting, what happened to him recently, whether he was tired because of something, and what he would like to say when he knew that Fang Yingqing was similar to him.

And what was even crazier was that he came to look for Shen Lianting in the middle of the night, because he didn't want to wait until tomorrow morning.

[The author has something to say]: I always feel that the character of the character is not clear enough, and it is always poorly shaped. ?

And why do I feel like writing sucks during this period of time?

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