I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Thinking of this, Li Qiwu immediately walked to Xiao Yiran's side, looked back and forth between Yan Yun and Xiao Yiran, and finally turned around and asked Yan Yun: "What's wrong with him?"

Xiao Yiran's state doesn't look like a normal person.

Hearing this, Yan Yun gave a bitter smile, took a breath, and tried his best not to sound so low: "He can't hear."

"I was fine when I left, why..." After speaking, Li Qi looked at Xiao Yiran in disbelief.

Sure enough, Xiao Yiran didn't react at all to their conversation, and he was still drinking medicine as if isolated from the world, and he couldn't hear any sounds from the outside world.

Upon hearing the news, Liu Ruyu, who was standing far away, also walked over. He looked at Xiao Yiran who had no sense of the outside world with a complicated expression, and sighed softly.

"He seems to be getting more and more serious." Liu Ruyu said and looked at Li Qiwu, as if waiting for his answer.

"This poison is too tricky and uncontrollable." Li Qiwu paused and continued: "These changes are unpredictable, and I don't have any good solutions at the moment."

Hearing this, Liu Ruyu fell silent, staring at Xiao Yiran without saying a word.

Li Qi shook his head helplessly and looked at Yan Yun.

"Then soldiers will come and cover him with water and earth." Yan Yun didn't seem to have much reaction to this answer, but looked very optimistic: "It's no big deal, I will stay with him every step of the way."

While speaking, Yan Yun's eyes stayed on Xiao Yiran's body, as if afraid of disturbing him, Yan Yun's voice was exceptionally soft: "He can't see, I'll be his eyes."

"If he can't hear, I'll be his ear."

"If one day, he can't move his hands and feet, and can't even take care of himself, then I will always be by his side."

In the end, Yan Yun seemed to have foreseen the terrible situation, his voice gradually became choked up, and after a while, he murmured: "It's no big deal, these are small things."

He repeated it over and over again, more like convincing himself to accept this cruel fact.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Li Qi said without thinking: "Don't worry about these things, there are so many court ladies and eunuchs in the palace, even if he is completely paralyzed, someone will take care of him."

Li Qi had just finished speaking, seeing that Yan Yun still had a depressed expression on his face, and wanted to continue to comfort her, but Liu Ruyu covered her mouth.

"No one told you, you don't have to force yourself if you don't know how to speak." Liu Ruyu glared at Li Qiwu with a look of resentment, and pulled him to her side.

After hearing Liu Ruyu's words, Li Qi gave Yan Yun a guilty look.

Sure enough, Yan Yun's already depressed mood became worse and worse after Li Qi's outspoken comfort.

Seeing this, Li Qi shut up ignorantly and consciously reflected on the wall.

Liu Ruyu looked at Li Qiwu, who was self-contained, and smiled lightly, "I'm depressed before I can comfort you?"

Being told like this, Li Qiwu became even more ashamed and indignant. He was about to refute when he was dragged away by Liu Ruyu.

"Don't disturb them, you are useless here, and you will only add to the chaos."

"You!" Li Qiwu wanted to refute, but found that the facts were indeed as Liu Ruyu said, he immediately froze, and let Liu Ruyu drag him out the door.

Seeing his dejected look, Liu Ruyu couldn't help reaching out and flicking the back of his head: "This is where you are useful."

As he spoke, he pushed Li Qiwu into the pharmacy: "The most powerful imperial doctor in the entire palace, this is where you are most needed."

I don't know if it was intended to comfort Li Qiwu, but Liu Ruyu's tone of voice sounded a little pampering.

"That's true." Li Qiwu's disappointment came and went quickly, and he got into the medicinal materials and began to study.

"Did someone come just now?" Xiao Yiran only realized when everyone left.

Yan Yun helped him get up, straightened his messy clothes and said, "Qi Wu will come to deliver the medicine to you."

"I didn't hear any movement." Xiao Yiran's voice was faint, and he could hear the loneliness inside.

"As long as I can hear it." Yan Yun took his hand: "Just let me take care of you."

Hearing this, Xiao Yiran just smiled and said nothing.

"Why, don't you believe me?" After saying that, Yan Yun was about to scratch Xiao Yiran's waist.

Xiao Yiran wanted to escape, but he ran into Yan Yun's arms, and the two of them laughed.

In the pharmacy, the pot on the stove was gurgling and boiling, and the medicinal soup was splashed out, but Li Qiwu who was standing by was indifferent, immersed in his own world.

As soon as Liu Ruyu came in, what he saw was the scene where the medicinal soup was spilled all over the ground. He grabbed Li Qiwu and said sharply, "The pot is about to burn dry. What's the matter with you, aren't you afraid of being injured?"

"Xiao Yiran's physical condition suddenly deteriorated, it should be caused by external force." Li Qiwu completely ignored Liu Ruyu's words, and continued: "Have you noticed that there is a strange smell in his room?"

"Isn't it incense?" Liu Ruyu asked puzzled.

"Xiao Yiran has never liked incense." Li Qiwu was incomparably certain: "He has no habit of incense."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were taken aback. They looked at each other and blurted out: "There is a problem with the incense!"

When the two went to look for Xiao Yiran again, Yan Yun finished feeding him the medicine and helped him to lie down.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the two anxiously pushing the door and entering, Yan Yun was quite puzzled: "Is there something urgent?"

"There is a problem." Li Qiwu said and walked quickly to the incense burner. He took out a finger of spices from the incense burner, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed it, and carefully fiddled with it in his palm: "The problem lies in here."

"What do you mean?" Yan Yun followed suit, "Is this spice poisonous?"

"It's not poisonous to normal people, but it can calm one's mind." Li Qiwu said with a frown: "To Xiao Yiran, it is a deadly poison."

"There is silver flower grass in it, which will speed up the process of Xiao Yiran's poisoning."

"Come here!" Yan Yun summoned a court lady and said, "Remove this incense burner."

Normally, Yan Yun greeted everyone with a smile, but it was rare for him to have such a serious expression. The court lady secretly glanced at him, tremblingly preparing to remove the incense burner.

"Stop." Yan Yun grabbed the maid's wrist: "Everyone in this palace has been dismissed, why are you still here?"

"Slave..." The palace maid faltered and couldn't speak, Yan Yun threw off her hand, grabbed her neck and said, "Who told you to do this?"

"The servant is just following orders." The maid began to sob as she spoke, no matter how much Ren Yanyun asked, she couldn't find the reason.

"This servant has been here to serve the emperor since she entered the palace." The maid continued to sob, as if she really didn't know about the spices: "When the emperor was the sixth prince, Concubine Li assigned the servant here to serve the emperor gone."

"How do you explain this spice?" Li Qiwu pointed to the spice and said, "Do you dare to say that you don't know?"

"You don't know what you're looking at secretly in the dark?"

"This was specially instructed by Concubine Li in the past. She said that the emperor has been weak and sick since he was a child, and this spice is good for him."

"My servant has lighted incense for the emperor for so many years, but I haven't seen anything unusual about him. This servant really doesn't know."

"Concubine Li?" Yan Yun increased his strength and said, "Do you know that you almost killed the emperor?"

The palace maid was pinched until her face turned purple, and she continued to repeat: "I don't know..."

"It seems that she really doesn't know." Liu Ruyu patted Yan Yun's shoulder and said: "If she knew, she would definitely not risk her life to do this. After all, Concubine Li and Xiao Yiyang are dead, no one can protect her."

Yan Yun didn't say anything, he stared at the palace maid's face which was gradually turning purple and said: "No matter what, she is not innocent."

After finishing speaking, he pinched hard, and the palace lady suffocated to death instantly.

After indifferently looking at the corpse on the ground, Li Qiwu sighed and said, "The silver flower grass intensifies the toxicity, Xiao Yiran doesn't have much time."

"Then advance the time for the blood exchange." Yan Yun said, looking back at Xiao Yiran, "I don't want him to have any accidents."

"En." Li Qi didn't respond, looking at Yan Yun hesitant to speak.

As if seeing Li Qiwu's worries, Yan Yun said directly: "Everything is easy, don't worry about me."

Yan Yun's words did not dispel Li Qiwu's worries, and finally, he said slowly: "I will try my best to make you all well."

"Thank you." Yan Yun turned his head, the expression of gratitude on his face was beyond words: "Give us another day."

"I want to spend a day alone with him."

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the crabapple flowers outside the window have all withered, and only the mottled branches are left on the tree. When the breeze blows, it is quite desolate.

Yan Yun led Xiao Yiran and walked under the tree, the soles of his shoes stepped on dead branches on the ground, making creaking noises.

"Have the begonia flowers faded?" Xiao Yiran stopped under the tree, he let go of Yan Yun's hand and groped around in a daze.

Hearing this, Yan Yun raised his head to look at the empty branches, smiled wryly a few times, and then pretended to be relaxed and said to Xiao Yiran: "No thanks, it bloomed just right."

After finishing speaking, Yan Yun realized that Xiao Yiran couldn't hear him anymore.The loneliness in his eyes was fully exposed, but he still gently took Xiao Yiran's hand and wrote in his palm.

"The flowers are not thankful, they are beautiful." After he finished writing, he looked up at Xiao Yiran, wanting to see if he understood what he wrote.

Seeing Xiao Yiran raised his head and smiled lightly, he was extremely grateful and said, "That's great."

Yan Yun also raised his head, looked at the mottled and crossed branches of light, and then at Xiao Yiran who knew nothing, with mixed feelings in his heart.

In the past, Yan Yun told many lies, but this time the lie made him feel the most bitter.

He didn't expect that one day, lies could be a good medicine to comfort his lover.

Days passed, and as the poison gradually invaded, Xiao Yiran's perception of the outside world was no longer keen.

It was already April, and the crabapple flowers had already withered.

Xiao Yiran didn't know about this, and believed in Yan Yun's words.

Yan Yun was still immersed in the guilt of lying, Xiao Yiran breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Finally caught up."

Hearing this, Yan Yun doubtfully grabbed Xiao Yiran's hand and wrote: "Catch up with what?"

"Catch up to enjoy the flowers with you."

"I've been waiting for this day for many years." Xiao Yiran's joyful tone made Yan Yun's heart sore again, he didn't look at Xiao Yiran at first, his heart felt as uncomfortable as being pulled.

Yes, the man in front of me has been waiting for him for more than ten years.

From a teenager to a young man, to a terminal illness, and then to the brink of death, this person named Xiao Yiran spent his whole life waiting silently for him.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun's heart throbbed more and more, he silently squeezed Xiao Yiran's hand, and led him to continue walking.

This time, he will not let Xiao Yiran suffer the loneliness of waiting alone.

In this way, Xiao Yiran was led by Yan Yun through most of the palace, and finally he helped him into the carriage.

After feeling that Yan Yun also got into the carriage and sat down beside him, Xiao Yiran grasped Yan Yun's hand instinctively and asked, "Where are we going?"

Yan Yun knocked on his forehead lightly, and wrote in his palm: "Take you home."

Xiao Yiran was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a while, he murmured: "Is it the Yixuan Palace?"

Yan Yun remained silent, closed his eyes and embraced Xiao Yiran in the car to fall asleep.

The word "home" is already a particularly vague existence for Yan Yun.

Since the death of his father and mother, the Yixuan Palace has become a place that Yan Yun can't avoid.

For him, home is nothing but painful memories.

For Yan Yun, even wandering on the battlefield, eating and sleeping in the open, is better than going home.

The carriage stopped slowly, and Xingfeng shouted to the inside of the carriage: "My lord, we are here."

Yan Yun agreed to get off, but did not get off the car for a long time.He lifted the curtain on the carriage several times, but he couldn't make up his mind to take that step.

Feeling that the carriage was no longer moving, Xiao Yiran asked, "Is it there?"

Yan Yun held Xiao Yiran's hand and did not answer. He looked at the words "Yixuan Palace" on the plaque through the small window of the carriage, unable to recover for a long time.

This is the place where Yan Yun grew up, and it is the home that he dreams of but never returns to.

Sensing Yan Yun's strangeness, Xiao Yiran stopped talking, and patted the back of Yan Yun's hand again and again, comforting him silently.

"Why don't we go back to the palace first and come back next time." After a long silence, Xiao Yiran suddenly spoke.

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Thank you to the unknown Baoer for feeding the starfish (bow)

If there is someone who can empathize with your sorrows and joys, then he must love you very much.