I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

"Here, this is your residence." One of the soldiers glanced at Yan Yun, and impatiently instructed: "Don't walk around at night, this is the battlefield. If you are dead or injured, no one will save you."

There was only one lamp lit in the tent, and the candles in the lampshade were almost burnt out, leaving only a short section. The weak candle light made Yan Yun's face a little pale.He stood in front of the tent and stared at Xiao Yiran's leaving direction motionlessly, the anger in his eyes hadn't subsided yet.

"What are you looking at, go in and be honest!" The soldier said and pushed Yan Yun, and continued in a pretentious manner: "Why don't you restrain yourself if you offend the prince?"

"I think you look like a human, why don't you speak human words?" Yan Yun, who was once a prince, had never been so angry. He glared at the soldier and replied rudely.

The soldier didn't expect Yan Yun, who looked sloppy, to be so rude, and suddenly felt ashamed. He stared angrily, and directly took out his spear and stabbed at Yan Yun without hesitation.

As soon as the spear touched Yan Yun, Yan Yun broke it effortlessly: "Go and ask Xiao Yiran to come out and see me."

Yan Yun mended the soldier, pointing the broken spearhead at the soldier's neck, his tone was quite impatient.

After being taught a lesson, the soldier didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. He looked around cautiously, trying to ask his companions for help.

Unexpectedly, the other soldiers had already slipped away quietly, and only the soldiers and Yan Yun were left standing there staring at each other.

Seeing that the soldier was still not moving, Yan Yun swiped the spearhead on the soldier's neck and threatened again: "I don't want to say it again."

"Wang... the prince is in the tent at the far east." The soldier said tremblingly, his eyes averted: "I won't... I won't go, hero, you can go by yourself."

Yan Yun increased the strength in his hands, and said coldly: "Will you go?"

"Don't go! If you are a hero, you can kill me now!" The soldier said with a determined face and closed his eyes.

Instead of provoking Xiao Yiran and being executed by him Ling Chi, the soldier would rather be killed by Yan Yun now, at least he can die quickly.

In the end, it was Yan Yun who went to Xiao Yiran's camp alone.

Before leaving, the soldier kindly reminded Yan Yun not to wake up the sleeping Xiao Yiran, otherwise his life would be in danger.

Yan Yun was confused by the soldier's pity eyes, and walked towards the direction the soldier pointed with half-belief.

At the easternmost end of the barracks, there was a tent standing alone, with no guards nearby.

Compared with other places in the barracks, this place is more like a wasteland. Occasionally, there are a few shrill crows, which make the atmosphere here even more eerie.

Yan Yun couldn't help tightening his robe, and walked towards the only tent.

Although it was pitch black all around, the tent that Xiao Yiran lived in was extraordinarily bright, as if the people living in the tent were not people, but filled with candles.

Yan Yun got into the tent without even thinking about it. The tent was exactly as Yan Yun had imagined, densely filled with candles, but each candle was covered with a lampshade, and neatly placed on the edge of the tent. In a circle, the entire tent is as bright as day.

Yan Yun glanced over and found that Xiao Yiran's tent was as empty as his bedroom in the palace, except for a desk and a bed, there were no extra decorations.

As soon as he entered, he saw Xiao Yiran lying on the bed.

The densely packed candles illuminated the tent with white flowers, and the strong light made Yan Yun dizzy.

From his point of view, the not-so-high wooden bed just framed Xiao Yiran's whole body inside, giving people an unreal feeling, just like the dewdrops in the morning light will evaporate with the sunlight at any time .

Realizing that he had such a funny idea, Yan Yun shook his head, forcing himself to shake this too beautiful metaphor out of his head.

How can Xiao Yiran look like crystal clear and fragile dewdrops, he is simply a stinky and hard dung beetle, the kind who throws shit balls at others when he gets angry, whoever is stared at by him for bad luck Said, but also provoke a dirty.

The more Yan Yun thought about it, the more he felt that the dung beetle was the most suitable metaphor for Xiao Yiran, then he nodded in satisfaction, and carefully moved to Xiao Yiran's bedside.

Xiao Yiran, who was asleep, was still frowning. At this time, he didn't look as unkind as he did during the day. His face was as pale as paper, and Yan Yun could even clearly see the cold sweat constantly oozing from his forehead. .

This is the second time Yan Yun saw such a weak Xiao Yiran, the last time he saw this kind of scene was in the palace.

Does he have some hidden disease?

Thinking about it, Yan Yun took another step lightly to the side of the bed. Seeing that Xiao Yiran still had no reaction, Yan Yun bravely sat down beside Xiao Yiran's bed, wanting to see what the hell he was up to. pretending to sleep...

Thinking about it, Yan Yun immediately took out the dagger he was carrying with him, stared at Xiao Yiran sharply, the sharp dagger slid back and forth at Xiao Yiran's heart.

At this moment, Yan Yun said he was not nervous, he was lying, after all, he knew that his body hadn't recovered yet.

If Xiao Yiran was pretending to be sleeping to test him, and the two really started fighting, he really wasn't Xiao Yiran's opponent.

Yan Yun's hand holding the dagger was sore, but Xiao Yiran still didn't move at all, and even seemed to be sleeping more and more deeply.

The wind outside the tent suddenly became louder, making the tarpaulin rattle.Yan Yun cautiously looked out of the tent, except for the sound of the wind, there was silence, not even the sound of insects.

I don't know if Xiao Yiran arranged it on purpose or what happened, there is no guarding soldier outside the tent until now.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when murderers and arsonists.

With a flash in Yan Yun's eyes, he cautiously walked to the side of the tent.He lowered the door curtain before returning to the bed.

The sharp dagger moved from Xiao Yiran's heart to his neck, Yan Yun's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yiran, but he was still unable to strike.

Just when Yan Yun was hesitating, Xiao Yiran, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Yun's wrist with surprisingly strong force, which made Yan Yun's wrist congested with blood, and the dagger in his hand also fell to the ground. .

The dagger hit the ground with a crisp sound, Yan Yun subconsciously held his breath, and quickly drew out his other hand to strike at Xiao Yiran.

Before he could make a move, Xiao Yiran pressed Yan Yun's arm under his body, just turned over and went back to sleep contentedly.

Yan Yun was stunned on the spot, he turned his head to look at Xiao Yiran who was sleeping peacefully on his arm, and suddenly mixed emotions arose in his heart.

Xiao Yiran has great strength, even when he is asleep.He pumped hard several times, but he couldn't pull his arm out of Xiao Yiran's arms.

He originally thought that he would have a fierce battle with Xiao Yiran, but he just turned over and fell asleep comfortably.

This scene, on the contrary, made Yan Yun a little confused, and even forgot to continue struggling, letting Xiao Yiran sleep soundly with his arms in his arms.

Yan Yun was forced to sit down next to Xiao Yiran, he looked at Xiao Yiran whose face was as pale as paper, then looked down at the dagger in his hand, sighed and put the dagger back to his waist.

"Yan Yun, Yan Yun..." Xiao Yiran, who had been sleeping peacefully, suddenly started talking in his sleep.

He felt a tingling pain from the arm held by Xiao Yiran.Only then did Yan Yun come back to his senses, and he turned his gaze to Xiao Yiran again.

At this moment, Xiao Yiran curled up, holding Yan Yun's arm tightly.

From Yan Yun's angle, he could clearly see that his bloodless lips were slowly moving, and there were more and more beads of sweat on his forehead.

Yan Yun was stunned for a moment, and tentatively moved his arm which was being held by Xiao Yiran.With this movement, Xiao Yiran's body curled up even more.He hugged Yan Yun's arm even tighter, and Yan Yun's arm was almost unconscious by him.

But he could still clearly feel that Xiao Yiran's body began to tremble unceasingly, and his lips began to squirm unceasingly, with a very uncomfortable and anxious look.

"What did you say?" Yan Yun leaned close to Xiao Yiran, and held down Xiao Yiran's trembling body with one free hand.

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