I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

He immediately hid in the dark and secretly observed the shadow.

Hei Ying leaned over the window and glanced into the house for a few times, put something at the door, and then reluctantly left.

I don't know what was put at the door, it looked like a big black lump.

Yan Yun didn't startle the snake, he pretended to just come back and walked back to the wooden house.

When he was about to reach the door, he deliberately slowed down, wanting to see what kind of trap the mysterious black figure had set at the door.

There is a big cloth bag next to the door.

Yan Yun thought he didn't see clearly, so he moved closer.

Sure enough, there was a big cloth bag in front of the door. There seemed to be a living thing in the cloth bag. The thing was still moving, and from time to time there was a "quack" sound coming from the bag.

Yan Yun thought the voice was very familiar, but couldn't remember what it was.

Just as he was thinking, the wooden door that had just been repaired was swung open.

Chen Mo looked at the squirming cloth bag at the door and fell silent.

Seeing Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, Zhang Budai stretched out his hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Yun was about to stop it, but Chen Mo had already picked up the bag before he reached the door.

Chen Mo moved too much, the mouth of the bag was loosened all of a sudden, and a fat duck jumped out of the bag.

Recalling the fluffy touch in his hand, Chen Mo went numb, and he was stunned at the door.

Yan Yun hurried forward and caught the ducks flying around.

"Okay, it's alright."

Yan Yun wanted to pat Chen Mo on the shoulder to comfort him, but he only got a burst of air, and Chen Mo walked away with a green face.

Yan Yun took the fat and oily duck to the kitchen to make duck soup.

"The Sixth Prince has a good meal again." Yan Yun held the bowl, and there was a duck feather stuck on his head that he didn't have time to get rid of.

"You bought it on purpose?" Xiao Yiran asked while staring at the duck feathers on Yan Yun's head.

"Where can I buy the ones in the wild mountains?" Yan Yun put the soup on the small table beside the bed, and motioned Xiao Yiran to drink it: "Ask if your old friend sent it."

"Sneaking around outside the house every day, delivering chickens today and ducks tomorrow, the prince is really a blessing."

Yan Yun didn't notice the sourness in his words when he spoke, but Xiao Yiran laughed lightly.

Yan Yun gave Xiao Yiran a blank look: "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Yiran didn't answer, picked up the soup and sniffed it, looked at Yan Yun hesitantly, and finally drank the soup without saying a word.

"Is it delicious? This son made it himself."

Seeing the bottom of the soup bowl, Yan Yun pretended not to care and asked.

"Ah."

Xiao Yiran didn't dare to say too much, for fear of vomiting the soup in his stomach.

"Why did Xiao Yiyang kill you?"

After hesitating again and again, Yan Yun still asked.

Although this is someone else's private matter, Yan Yun always feels that things are not that simple.

"There are many people who want to kill me, and he is only one of them who is still alive." Xiao Yiran asked without answering: "You two have such a good relationship, why didn't he tell you?"

This sentence hit Yan Yun's pain point and made him feel like a clown.

Yan Yun wisely didn't ask any more questions, feeling that Xiao Yiran didn't know what to do, so he said coldly: "This son is talking too much, and the sixth prince likes to be clean, so I won't bother you."

"You can do it yourself."

Yan Yun walked quickly, but he didn't see Xiao Yiran's slightly bitter smile looking at his back.

On the second day, when Yan Yun came back from Yan's army after his anger subsided, he saw the sneaky people at the door again.

It was just dawn, and Lie Ren walked up and down the door carrying the pheasant he had just caught from the mountains, and sometimes poked his head into the window where Xiao Yiran was, looking anxious.

Lie Ren thought he was hiding well, so when Yan Yun caught him, he was surprised and made the pheasant in his hand scream "cha-cha".

"Boy, I've been staring at you for several days, what's the intention of sneaking around."

Yan Yun buckled Lie Ren's pheasant and tightened the arms around his neck.

"I'm just here to give the prince some nourishment." Lie Ren honestly spread his hands, expressing that he had no evil intentions.

"It's the prince who told me to keep quiet. He wants to stay here for a few more days. I can't even tell him to leave. He can only come and see him every day."

Hearing this, Yan Yun let go of the restraint, stared at Lie Ren with folded arms and said, "Do you dare to confront him?"

"I won't go, the prince is thin-skinned, he knows that if I say anything, I will be torn to pieces."

As Lie Ren was about to slip, he took half a step with his legs, and then folded back and added: "Next time you make soup, remember to cook it well. My stomach hurts for several days after drinking it."

Hearing this, Yan Yun's face was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"I saw the prince running to the latrine every day." Lie Ren added without fear.

"You have no enmity with our lord, do you?"

Seeing that the words were getting more and more outrageous, Yan Yun issued the order to evict the guest with a dark face.

Until Lie Ren was forced to "invite" him to go a long way, and no one was there, Yan Yun was still wondering whether what he said was true or not.

Yan Yun was a little surprised, it seemed that Xiao Yiran's thoughts towards him were not simple.

"What are you doing staring at me?"

After being stared at by Yan Yun for a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yiran said helplessly: "Didn't this king say that you can see me twice in an hour? Now it's not enough to see me twice in an hour?"

"Are you really going?"

Yan Yun suddenly and profoundly realized what a man's heart is, a needle in the sea.

This man was still lying down in the morning, please don't leave, and now he suddenly wants to go back to the barracks.

"Your hidden guard said that you didn't let him come to you in order to rely on me."

Yan Yun ruthlessly dismantled Dao.

While speaking, Xiao Yiran was already fully dressed, and he lied without blushing and heartbeat: "He said nonsense, do you believe it?"

"I knew your guard's words were not credible." Yan Yun laughed and said, "How can you, the sixth prince, be reluctant to leave this small house."

"I really can't bear it."

As Xiao Yiran said, he leaned closer to Yan Yun, leaned over and tore off Yan Yun's hairband, split it in two, took one part, and tied a high ponytail for himself.

"However, it's not that I don't want to part with the house."

Xiao Yiran deliberately paused, and used the remaining half of his hair to tie Yan Yun into a high ponytail as well, saying: "It's someone who can't let go of this place."

In a short while, Xiao Yiran had finished tidying up, and after putting on his armor, he changed from a sick patient to a heroic general.

Except that his face was still a little pale, his sickness was all hidden in the hard armor.

This series of actions frightened Yan Yun a little bit at a loss.

A man with ulterior motives is really scary, he can even pull people's hairbands.

Yan Yun didn't dare to act rashly, for fear of accidentally hurting Xiao Yiran's boyish heart.

Yan Yun just stared at him cautiously, for fear that Xiao Yiran would accidentally pluck out his hair.

He watched the hair tie change from one to two with a calm face, but in his heart he was silently thinking about Xiao Yiran, a waste of money.

It wasn't until Xiao Yiran brought another section of hair to Yan Yun's tie that Yan Yun's hanging heart finally let go.

This person still has a bit of conscience, so at least he left a part of it, so that he didn't let him go out with his hair disheveled.

He automatically ignored Xiao Yiran's words, looked around and said, "Use my hairband and remember to return it."

"You don't want to take what belongs to me."

"wait me back."

Xiao Yiran approached Yan Yun, extended his palm across Yan Yun's face, hesitated for a moment, finally put it on his shoulder and said: "I'll return it to you when I come back, okay?"

"You make it sound like you're gone forever."

Yan Yun almost blurted it out, only to realize something was wrong when he said it.

Why do these words seem to be explaining the funeral? It's not good.

He looked up at Xiao Yiran, and sure enough, he found the gloom on the other's face.

Xiao Yiran withdrew his hand, and his ever-changing expression turned into self-deprecating in an instant: "What Shizi said is not impossible, after all, I just walked through the gate of hell last time. If it weren't for you, Shizi, I would have..."

As if he didn't want to hear about Xiao Yiran being hunted down by the emperor, Yan Yun interrupted Xiao Yiran, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yiyang seems to be involved with the great prince of the Qiang Kingdom."

These words are to remind Xiao Yiran, and at the same time reveal clues to him.

Yan Yun didn't say it directly, but Xiao Yiran could understand.

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Yan Yun: This man is so scary. He tried to tie me up with a hair tie. His sweet talk is like sugar-coated cannonballs. This straight man will never fall. (heart beating faster)