I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

"What's going on here?" Xiao Yiyang called Cheng Gonggong, and said with a grim expression, "Why did you appear here?"

The palace has always been heavily guarded, and the emperor's residence is even more carefully guarded. If outsiders can come in and out at will, it is because the subordinates are not properly guarding.

Seeing the inexplicably extra boxes, the on-duty Eunuch Cheng's heart lit up, and he quickly kowtowed to admit his mistake: "Your Majesty, I forgive this old servant for not taking care of it properly!"

Seeing that Xiao Yiyang didn't speak, Eunuch Cheng added: "The box wasn't there just now, and the old servant just went out for the clothes, so..."

"Go down and receive the punishment yourself." Xiao Yiyang stared at the wooden box coldly, thinking silently.

"An Yi, come out."

He wanted to call out the hidden guard, but found that no one responded.

Just as he was approaching the wooden box, a figure suddenly fell from the beam and hit the wooden box straight.

The wooden box shattered into several pieces, and the scene inside surprised Xiao Yiyang.

He stepped back unconsciously, and the guards outside the door rushed in when they heard the movement.

The pitch-black box was torn apart, and there were several bloody fingers inside, some of which were already rotten and emitting a foul smell.

Although it was so rotten that the original appearance could not be seen clearly, Xiao Yiyang could recognize the bracelet on his finger.

The dark blue serpentine ring is the unique mark of his exclusive dark guard.

There are insect repellents all over the edge of the box, and there are several winged flying insects flying back and forth.

The maid who rushed in to clean up the study couldn't help vomiting when she saw this scene.

"Come here, block all the ways out of the palace for me! Catch him and kill him without mercy."

Xiao Yiyang said it almost by gritting his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was as pale as a terminally ill person.

"Yes!" The guards responded and took the box away.

The body of Xiao Yiyang's hidden guard was also taken away.

An Yi is Xiao Yiyang's favorite dark guard, who has followed him for nearly ten years, and now he has silently turned into a cold corpse.

Looking at the bloodstain drawn by An Yi on the ground when he was dragged out, Xiao Yiyang felt a chill in his heart.

Looking at the entire Jiang Country, only Xiao Yiran has such courage.

He was so courageous that he even dared to kill the people around the emperor.

As if to verify Xiao Yiyang's conjecture, the next second, the guard responsible for restraining the corpse found a letter from An Yi's corpse.

There were only a few words written on the letter: "Brother Huang, this is a gift for you."

Xiao Yiyang was so angry that his hands shook, and the letter fell to the ground. When he picked up the letter again, the words on the letter disappeared.

There was only a piece of blank letter paper left. Looking at the letter paper, he seemed to see Xiao Yiran's triumphant smiling face.

The next day, Yan Yun unexpectedly received a reply letter from Xiao Yiran.

When the day was bright, the snow-white carrier pigeon landed on Yanyun's window sill exactly, screaming "coo coo coo coo", directly waking up Yan Yun, who was not deeply asleep.

Seeing that the sky had already started to light up, and he couldn't fall asleep even if he lay down, Yan Yun simply stopped sleeping.

He got up and got out of bed, went to the window, and stared at the pigeon for a while.

A small branch of crabapple flowers hung on the neck of the carrier pigeon, pink and white, with small crystal water droplets on the petals, which looked very gratifying.

Yan Yun gently picked off the flower branches, the carrier pigeon just flapped its wings a few times, stared at Yan Yun and cried "coo coo".

"Here." Yan Yun took the letter from the pigeon, scratched its chest and said, threw a handful of crushed peanuts to it and said, "Everyone is here, eat some before leaving."

The pigeon didn't recognize its birth at all, and jumped onto the window sill to "cuckoo" and pick up the broken peanuts.

Yan Yun sat aside and unfolded the letter, seeing Xiao Yiran's pleasing handwriting.

"The clothes have been added, and the eldest son greets you kindly. Xiao feels very warm, thank you here."

Seeing these restrained words, Xiao Yiran's serious and handsome face appeared unconsciously in Yan Yun's mind.

He couldn't help curling the corner of his mouth, his expression looked a little dissatisfied.

Yan Yun didn't know what he was expecting, but he always felt that the letter was too straight, as if there was something missing.

By coincidence, Yan Yun turned the letter paper over and found that there were words on the other side.

But those few lines were written at the bottom of the paper, and the font was deliberately shrunk, so if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't find any words here.

Yan Yun's eyes lit up, and he leaned closer to the paper to look carefully.

A few lines of small and exquisite characters are neatly written. From the meticulous strokes, we can see the intention of the writer.

"It's already early spring and March, and the crabapple flowers in the palace are in full bloom. Last time it wasn't in season, and I didn't get to enjoy the flowers, so I picked one off for you today."

With just a few words, Yan Yun looked at it over and over for a long time.

Xiao Yiran actually specially folded flowers and gave them to him.

The letter said that the flowers were folded by hand, but obviously not.

Pingcheng is hundreds of miles away from Wangcheng, so how could it be done easily as Xiao Yiran said.

The flowers bloomed just right, and it seemed that they were picked at the right time.

At this moment, the emotions in Yan Yun's heart were somewhat indescribably complicated.

He did say that he wanted to see crabapple flowers, but that was just an excuse he made up to get away.

Yan Yun didn't expect that Xiao Yiran would always remember something he had mentioned indiscriminately. It seems that Xiao Yiran really has deep affection for him.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun felt a rippling in his heart, but he was more at a loss.

Sure enough, a man with ulterior motives is the scariest, he will use sugar-coated bullets to corrupt you, Yan Yun cursed again in his heart.

While thinking, a burst of refreshing floral fragrance entered Yan Yun's nostrils.

He picked up the crabapple flower on the side and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff, his eyes involuntarily drifted to those few lines of small and delicate words.

These small words seem to have some magical power, making Yan Yun's eyes stick to them, and he can't move them away no matter what.

At this moment, mixed feelings are the most appropriate way to describe the feeling in Yan Yun's heart.

"My lord, why are you giggling while holding a piece of paper?"

Xingfeng got out from some dog hole, and was stretching out his hand and shaking in front of Yan Yun's eyes.

The sudden human voice scared Yan Yun back to his senses.

Guiltily, he put the letter paper into his arms, coughed a few times and said, "Why didn't you make any noise when you came in. Are you trying to scare me?"

This wronged Xingfeng. When he came out of the dog hole, he knocked over a chair.

Such a loud voice should have alerted Yan Yun long ago.

Who knew, Yan Yun was so absorbed in his own world that he didn't hear it at all.

Xingfeng reasonably doubts whether his eldest son is deaf.

So, Xingfeng slammed into Yanyun's ear and said loudly, "Your Excellency! Your ears are fine!"

Yan Yun was dizzy from the shock, and the loud sound of Xingfeng Qulei echoed in his ears, which could not dissipate for a long time.

"boom……"

With a punch, Xingfeng instantly had a dark circle under his eye.

Yan Yun rubbed his ear with one hand and waved his fist with the other: "Are you afraid that I'm not deaf? Shouting so loudly?"

"That's great, son, it's good that you're not deaf."

Xingfeng covered his eyes and said excitedly: "What were you thinking just now? So engrossed?"

Yan Yun looked at the white pigeon on the window sill, and didn't know how to speak.

Xing Feng followed his line of sight and grabbed the pigeon excitedly.

The pigeon, who had always been calm, was suddenly frightened and fluttered non-stop, accompanied by a frightened "coo-coo".

"It's a little small, but it can be used to make braised squab." Xing Feng said, putting the pigeon in his palm and began to weigh it.

Being trampled over and over again, the pigeon was so startled that it lost a few hairs.

"Put it down." Yan Yun stopped Xingfeng's hand that was about to move, and rescued the pigeon: "I know how to eat all day long, do you have any pursuits?"

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