I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Yan Yun let go of the hand that was holding Xiao Yiran's face, and gently pressed a kiss on his forehead: "So the concubine is still angry?" He looked at Xiao Yiran who was stunned, and said slyly: " If you're still angry, I won't have a concubine."

At this moment Xiao Yiran has turned into a log, he stared at Yan Yun, the light in his eyes was a bit brighter than the moonlight.

"I am no longer a body of gold, but a traitor who wants to usurp the throne."

Yan Yun smiled indifferently: "Then I am the accomplice of the rebellious officials and thieves."

Xiao Yiran hesitated and suddenly said in a low voice: "You are not, you are supposed to be the son of Yan Shizi who has a great reputation in Jiang Country, you shouldn't be with me."

Yan Yun rolled his eyes at Xiao Yiran and shortened the distance between them: "Now we are grasshoppers on the same rope."

Pieces of black clouds drifted past, the moonlight gradually became dim, and the light reflected in Xiao Yiran's eyes also dimmed. He tilted his head and sighed, and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Yan Yun: "Wang Fu The begonias in the garden are blooming."

After Yan Yun finished speaking, he took out a withered flower branch from his bosom, and handed it to Xiao Yiran.

"You missed the appointment, so I have to go to the palace alone to see the flowers."

Even withered long ago, the flower branches still have a faint fragrance.

Xiao Yiran took the flower branch, held it in his hand and did not speak.

"What are you doing withered?" After a long time, Xiao Yiran opened his mouth.

Yan Yun: "I'll show you."

Xiao Yiran smiled dumbly: "I can watch it every year in the palace."

"I picked it for you to see, because we have seen it together." After Yan Yun finished speaking, he looked away unnaturally.

Xiao Yiran remembered Yan Yun's joking expression when he said he would invite him to look at the flowers at that time, he knew Yan Yun was just saying it casually.

At that time, his answer was sincere, but Yan Yun's invitation was originally a joke.

He pretended to be sincere with Yan Yun's falsehood, but it was just a delusion of self-deception, and he never thought that it would come true one day.

"I thought you were talking nonsense, so I didn't count." Xiao Yiran spoke out his true thoughts in every detail.

"It was true that it wasn't from the heart at the time." Yan Yun glanced at Xiao Yiran guiltily, and immediately raised his hand to swear: "Everything I say now is not a joke."

After hearing these words, the corners of Xiao Yiran's mouth that was always in a straight line finally had a slight upward curvature. He was like a child who just learned to speak, suddenly found the joy of communication, and had questions one after another.

"How did you know you'd see me again?"

Yan Yun moved closer without any trace, until his arms and Xiao Yiran were tightly pressed together, he said: "Because I will find you."

"But I'm in the palace, and the palace is heavily guarded..."

Xiao Yiran wanted to say more, but Yan Yun covered his mouth.He stared sincerely at Xiao Yiran's eyes, staring at his own reflection inside, and said quite seriously: "No matter where it is, I will find you."

Yan Yun's tone was so solemn that it seemed to be swearing, which made Xiao Yiran feel that from the next moment, they would last forever.He held his breath cautiously, afraid of disturbing this dreamlike reality.

Yan Yun, who was thinking about it day and night, was right in front of him, Xiao Yiran looked at him for a long time and couldn't get back to his senses, his eyes were lingering, as if he wanted to see back all the time he had missed in the past ten years.

Yan Yun smiled lightly and pressed his forehead against it again, quietly listening to his gradually chaotic heartbeat.

"14 years ago, you stood under the crabapple flowers, and your smile was brighter than the flowers." Xiao Yiran said unexpectedly: "At that time, I was thinking, when can I stand with you and enjoy the flowers together .”

Yan Yun grabbed Xiao Yiran's trembling hand and squeezed it into his palm: "There will be a chance in the future."

"Actually." Having said that, Xiao Yiran paused for a moment, he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and after a long time, he said word by word: "14 years ago, I wanted to kiss you gone."

This sentence came so unexpectedly that Yan Yun couldn't help breathing heavily. He tried his best to stabilize his mind and pretended to be calm: "Then what now?"

"I miss it more than I did 14 years ago." After Xiao Yiran finished speaking, he flipped his palms and held Yan Yun's hand instead.

He wrapped his other arm around Yan Yun's back, gently wrapped his arms around his waist, and let Yan Yun's body approach him, then he whispered into Yan Yun's ear and said, "Is that okay?"

"What do you think, Sixth Prince?" Yan Yun raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yiran, and accurately caught the starlight in his eyes: "It's been 14 years and you haven't acted yet, do you have some stubborn illness?"

"Try it and you'll know." Xiao Yiran leaned forward, and all the words he hadn't said were drowned in the deep kiss.

Their shadows were close together in the moonlight, as if they had never been apart.

Hearing that Xiao Yiran had successfully escaped, Xiao Yiyang, who was originally lingering on the sick bed, only had half his life left in an instant.

He struggled to get up, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't hold the pen anymore, but he still did not forget to make an imperial decree to charge Xiao Yiran as a traitor and traitor.

With this imperial decree, Xiao Yiran became the enemy of the entire Jiang country. He was no longer the noble sixth prince, but overnight became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat.

At this moment, Xiao Yiran had no choice, sending troops was the only choice.

Even though Xiaoyao's army is the elite of the army, the total number of soldiers is only three tens of thousands. With few enemies and many enemies, the chance of winning is slim after all.

The 60 troops used to fight against Xiao Yiyang had almost no chance of winning. Even if they tried their best and fought to the death, they could only win a better defeat, and the outcome was already known.

Yan Yun sat with Xiao Yiran all night, they watched the moon disappear, and watched the sun break through the darkness and rise from the sky.

The sun is about to rise, and the sky is shrouded in a colorful glow.

The two sat side by side, with their palms overlapped, and the morning glow made the ground red, as if covering the ground with a piece of red silk in a trance.

Feeling the strange coldness of Xiao Yiran's palm, Yan Yun cupped his hand and put it to his mouth, breathing hot air on him one mouthful at a time.

Xiao Yiran's complexion was also unusually pale, which didn't match the surrounding red.

He knew that this was a disease caused by the strange poison in Xiao Yiran's body for a long time, thinking about it, Yan Yun couldn't help reaching out and touching Xiao Yiran's face.

"It's a bright day, the son is eating my king's tofu?" Xiao Yiran said with a smile, a bit more gorgeous than Zhaoxia.

This scene was obviously very beautiful, but Yan Yun's eyes were inexplicably wet. He felt that he was too hypocritical, so he turned his head away and stopped looking at Xiao Yiran.

Yan Yun tried to hide his strong nasal voice, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was choked and changed his tone: "Have you been living like this for more than ten years?"

After speaking, he was afraid that Xiao Yiran would not understand, so he suddenly pinched Xiao Yiran's cold palm: "It's cold, it doesn't look like a living person."

"And this face, why is it like paper."

Xiao Yiran let Yan Yun pinch his hands and face, just smiled dotingly.

"I'm used to it, it's fine." Seeing Yan Yun's dark face, Xiao Yiran reluctantly explained.

Yan Yun knew that his current state would only get worse and worse. When he touched Xiao Yiran's hand last time, his palm was still warm. This time, it was completely colder than ice. Nothing less than that.

Yan Yun didn't dare to ask again, but asked if Xiao Yiran was terminally ill?Can you still survive?How long can I live?

These questions lingered in Yan Yun's mind, making his heart hurt and his eye sockets hot.

The sun had already risen more than half of it, Yan Yun forced himself not to think about it, he tried his best to suppress the sourness in his heart, and said to Xiao Yiran in a joking tone: "Look, this glow is shining red on you, It's like putting on a wedding dress for you."

"Is the sixth prince impatient to marry this son?"

As Yan Yun said, he looked at Xiao Yiran deliberately teasingly, and tried with a guilty conscience.

Who knows that Xiao Yiran did not refute, but looked down a few times seriously, and agreed: "It's quite similar, the Xifu I have seen is similar to this."

Yan Yun was speechless, Xiao Yiran pointed to Yan Yun who was also flushed by the rays of the sun and said: "Aren't you too, could it be that the prince can't wait to be my princess?"

At first he wanted to tease Xiao Yiran, but in the end he got himself into it. Yan Yun didn't succeed, and sighed as if disappointed: "In this case, let's each take a step back."

"You will be my princess."

"How about I be your princess?"

After finishing speaking, Yan Yun looked at Xiao Yiran provocatively, with the expression that the prince only let you know the righteousness.

Xiao Yiran smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and waited for Yan Yun and said: "Then shall we start worshiping heaven and earth now?"

Seeing Yan Yun's deflated expression, Xiao Yiran continued: "Concubine Shizi, come here and kneel down to worship the heaven and the earth?"

Yan Yun sat motionless, did not respond to Xiao Yiran, just stared at the slowly rising sun in a daze.

Xiao Yiran thought he was tired, so he sat down next to him to watch the sunrise.

"Xiao Yiran."

After being silent for a long time, just when Xiao Yiran thought Yan Yun had fallen asleep, he suddenly spoke.

Xiao Yiran didn't react at first, and didn't agree to Yan Yun.He thought that Yan Yun had something important to tell him, so he listened carefully without saying a word.

Yan Yun didn't speak, but still looked at the sunrise very seriously.

The next moment, Yan Yun suddenly took Xiao Yiran's hand, and rubbed it back and forth in his hand. He rubbed it very stubbornly, as if he wanted to heat Xiao Yiran's cold hand.

It wasn't until Xiao Yiran's hand felt a little warm that Yan Yun spoke again: "Xiao Yiran."

This time, Xiao Yiran quickly agreed, and he replied softly: "I'm here."

"Let's get married."

As Yan Yun said, he turned his head slowly, staring at Xiao Yiran with meticulous eyes.

Seeing the shock in Xiao Yiran's eyes, Yan Yun repeated patiently: "Let's get married, I'm serious."

Xiao Yiran looked back at Yan Yun, his eyes sparkled under the shadow of the sun, as if they were full of starlight, he restrained his excitement, tried his best to make his voice not trembling, and said devoutly and seriously: "Okay, let's get married .”

The glow of the sky made the faces of the two of them turn crimson, like the begonias in full bloom in the Six Princes' Mansion.

Xiao Yiran held Yan Yun's hand tightly, and slowly said: "I saw the begonia in the palace."

"Where is it?" After saying that, Yan Yun was about to look back.

Xiao Yiran gently turned Yan Yun's face to face him, and smiled wantonly: "On your face."

"You have it on your face too." Yan Yun suddenly realized, he pointed to Xiao Yiran's face and said, "It's a bit redder than a crabapple flower."

The red glow in the sky gradually faded, Xiao Yiran looked at the last ray of glow and said, "I'm a little sleepy, let's sleep on it for a while."

Yan Yun responded with a smile, but didn't notice anything unusual about him: "I'll cook for you when you wake up!"

As for the kitchen, Yanyun still yearns for it as always, even though the food he makes is rarely edible.

Xiao Yiran smiled helplessly, pressed Yan Yun's head and leaned on his shoulder: "Okay."

"Eat pearl eggplant stew? You have cooked it for me so many times, this time I will cook it for you?" Yan Yun chattered endlessly, getting more and more excited as he talked.

"Can you make it better? The last time you cooked eggplant for me in the palace, I was allergic to it for several days..."

Even now, Xiao Yiran still has lingering fears when he thinks of that dish.

"That's why I made fun of you on purpose, that's why I made it so unpalatable. In fact, my cooking skills are still very good. If you don't believe me..."

Before Yan Yun finished speaking, his eyelids seemed to stick together automatically, and he couldn't lift them up, and soon fell asleep.

He leaned on Xiao Yiran's shoulder and slept peacefully.

When Yan Yun woke up again, Xiao Yiran was no longer there.

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