I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

During this period of time in the palace, except for Xiao Yiran when he was in court, Yan Yun was almost inseparable from him.

When Xiao Yiran discussed political affairs with the ministers, he would not deliberately avoid Yan Yun. Since they were together, they have not been separated for more than two days.

Today is the third day that Yan Yun has been alone.He hadn't gone to cling to Xiao Yiran for three days, the two seemed to have made an agreement, and Xiao Yiran didn't come to him either.

Although Xingfeng has been allowed to come and go freely in the palace, he can't change his habit of digging holes everywhere he goes.

As soon as Xingfeng came out of the cave, he saw Yan Yun walking back and forth in the room restlessly with his hands behind his back.

"My son, why don't you have time to find me today, don't you want to stay with the emperor?"

The question of which pot should not be opened by Xingfeng made Yan Yun's depressed mood even more depressed. He hit Xingfeng's head a few times, and said in confusion: "Did I tell you that if you don't know how to talk, you don't know what to say." Say something?"

"Oh." Xingfeng didn't know what he said wrong, he touched his aching head and said: "I have done everything the prince ordered."

Hearing this, Yan Yun's expression finally softened a bit: "Did he promise to come?"

"Of course." Having done what Yan Yun asked, Xingfeng's expression was a little proud: "Young Master Chen is already on his way here. I have sent a few brothers to escort him. Don't worry, Your Majesty."

"That's good." Hearing this, Yan Yun's hanging heart finally fell.

"Who is sick?" Seeing Yan Yun's frowning, Xing Feng took the initiative to ask: "Is the concubine Shi Zi sick?"

Even though it has been a long time, Xingfeng is still very concerned about Yanyun's lifelong affairs, always paying attention to the emotional trends of his son and concubine.

Yan Yun's face, which had just returned to normal, turned dark again, and he rolled his eyes at Xingfeng and said, "Don't worry about your lord's business."

Xingfeng automatically ignored Yan Yun's words, and continued to ask: "I'm not talking about you, my son, you stay with the emperor all day, and the imperial concubine must have some objections."

Said, Xingfeng said with a very understanding look: "You don't have to worry too much, Shizifei's illness is probably not serious."

Listening to Xingfeng's extremely confident words, Yan Yun found it interesting, so he raised his chin to signal him to continue: "How do you say it?"

Xingfeng continued to impassionedly said: "This is called lovesickness. When the Shizi Concubine sees you, she will automatically recover."

"The son is busy with official duties these days, and he is in the palace every day. The concubine's lovesickness will naturally occur. You take some time to visit her, and the illness will be cured soon."

After finishing speaking, Xing Feng seemed to feel that what he said was very reasonable, and shook his head in appreciation, casting a look at Yan Yun waiting for praise.

After hearing Xingfeng's words, Yan Yun rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and finally realized: "You are right."

"It's time for me to go see him, and it's time for him to miss me."

"Go, son, I support you!" Xing Feng clapped Yan Yun's hands in satisfaction, until he saw Yan Yun running towards Xiao Yiyang's imperial study, he didn't feel that something was wrong.

"My lord, did you run in the wrong direction, the gate of the palace is on the other side..." Before Xingfeng finished speaking, Yan Yun's people had disappeared.

In the past few days, Yan Yun deliberately didn't see Xiao Yiran, and he found that the longer he stayed with Xiao Yiran, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Especially seeing Xiao Yiran being corroded by the poison, getting worse day by day, and trying to pretend to be strong in front of him, Yan Yun felt even more uncomfortable.

Now, after hearing Xingfeng's words, Yan Yun suddenly figured it out.

What should be faced must be faced, since Xiao Yiran didn't want Yan Yun to know about his condition, so Yan Yun pretended not to know.

Instead of worrying about things that haven't happened, it's better to cherish the present moment together.

Yan Yun didn't know if Xiao Yiran suffered from lovesickness because of him, he only knew that during the few days they were separated from Xiao Yiran, he himself was almost dying of illness because of missing Xiao Yiran.

When Yan Yun arrived at the imperial study, Xiao Yiran was critiquing the memorial, and the room was warm with a stove.

Xiao Yiran was dressed in moon white single clothes, and sat upright in front of the desk.

There was no one in the hall, Xiao Yiran sent all the serving people down, the surroundings were quiet and silent, only the green smoke from the incense burner wafted in the room.

Xiao Yiran coughed lightly from time to time, even though he intentionally suppressed the cough, it was still very clear in the quiet hall.

Seeing this, Yan Yun shook his head helplessly, took off his winter coat, and walked towards Xiao Yiran lightly.

Xu was too immersed in criticizing the memorial, Yan Yun had already walked to Xiao Yiran's side, but he didn't even notice.

"I've caught a cold, and I still don't have any clothes on." Yan Yun sat down beside Xiao Yiran, and put on his coat for him.

Yan Yun's sudden visit made Xiao Yiran slightly taken aback. He put down the pen in his hand, turned around and squeezed his neckline and said, "Is it cold outside?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun couldn't help being stunned, he looked up out of the window, the bitter wind blew off all the flowering branches of the crabapple.

Today, it is extremely cold outside, not as cold as spring.

Even if there was a stove burning in the hall, it would still be cold with only unlined clothing. Yan Yun came in wearing winter clothes, and felt that the temperature was just right.

Xiao Yiran couldn't feel these things.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun was startled but remained calm, he embraced Xiao Yiran, teasingly said: "It's not too bad, it's not very cold, but if I care about it, I will be confused, afraid that you will catch a cold."

"Then why haven't you seen me for three days?" Xiao Yiran struggled away as he spoke, his eyes stared at Yan Yun as calmly as water, and there was a little grievance in his words.

Yan Yun was already prepared to be questioned, he actively admitted his mistake and said, "It's all my fault, please punish me, Your Majesty."

Saying that, Yan Yun bowed cooperatively, and was about to kneel down when he was stopped by Xiao Yiran.

He grabbed Yan Yun, squeezed his chin and kissed him.The unfinished words of the two were drowned in this sudden kiss.

Xiao Yiran's kiss today was not as gentle as usual, but unexpectedly impetuous, which almost made Yan Yun unable to breathe, and even bit Yan Yun's lips.

Yan Yun noticed that something was wrong with Xiao Yiran's mood, so he tried to comfort Xiao Yiran.

He kissed back gently, the long and tender kiss seemed to really comfort Xiao Yiran.

The bloody smell in his mouth made Xiao Yiran wake up suddenly, he let go of Yan Yun, and stared blankly at the place where Yan Yun's mouth was bitten by himself, looking at a loss like a child who has made a mistake.

Seeing Xiao Yiran like this, Yan Yun couldn't help smiling, he patted Xiao Yiran's forehead, and said helplessly, "Has Your Majesty calmed down?"

Xiao Yiran didn't speak, he hugged Yan Yun, buried his head on Yan Yun's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Calm down."

"Then have you figured out how to compensate me?" Yan Yun patted Xiao Yiran's back again and again and said, "What should I do if my mouth is seen and laughed at?"

"How should I explain it?" Yan Yun teased deliberately: "I am a decent person, what should Your Majesty do?"

"I'm in charge." Xiao Yiran sat up straight now, staring at Yan Yun with his dark eyes, and said seriously: "One person does things and one person is responsible."

Yan Yun was amused by Xiao Yiran's more realistic appearance, he picked up the pen on the table and stuffed it into Xiao Yiran's hand, urging: "Your Majesty, please approve the memorial quickly, so that you can accompany me when you are finished."

After Yan Yun finished speaking, he got up and pushed Xiao Yiran to sit down: "Let's do business first, otherwise I will be scolded by the whole world as a beauty."

With Yan Yun by his side, Xiao Yiran's uneasy mood dissipated immediately.He was critiquing the memorial before the case, and Yan Yun sat on the soft bed on the other side with a book and casually flipped through it.

Yan Yun fell asleep unconsciously after looking at it, and when he woke up, he was already lying on Xiao Yiran's bed.As soon as he turned around, he saw Xiao Yiran lying on the side.

Yan Yun didn't get up, he turned around gently, facing Xiao Yiran.

Xiao Yiran slept deeply and breathed deeply, Yan Yun was so close that he could just see the shadow under his eyes.

For some reason, Xiao Yiran's dark circles were heavy, as if he hadn't slept for a few days.Looking at it like this, Yan Yun couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He slowly moved over, hugged Xiao Yiran gently, and wrapped his whole body in his arms.

The sleeping Xiao Yiran's whole body was cold, and Yan Yun couldn't help shivering when he hugged her.

He frowned and tried Xiao Yiran's whole body on his hands, face, and back, and found that none of his body temperature was normal.

When Yan Yun was flustered, Xiao Yiran suddenly grabbed Yan Yun's hand, he raised his eyes to look at Yan Yun, his voice was a little hoarse: "Are you taking advantage of me?"

Seeing Xiao Yiran wake up, Yan Yun ignored his words and asked eagerly, "Why are you so cold?"

Xiao Yiran didn't answer, and before Yan Yun could react, he rolled over and pressed Yan Yun under him.

"It won't be cold if you warm me up." Xiao Yiran obviously didn't want to answer, and pulled off the quilt to cover their heads.

Seeing Xiao Yiran's playful and evasive appearance, Yan Yun felt annoyed and funny, he pretended to be serious and said: "What are you doing, the sun is shining."

"Sleep." Xiao Yiran replied in an unusually serious manner, so serious that Yan Yun felt that his thoughts were dirty, he said helplessly: "Is this how serious people sleep?"

As he spoke, Yan Yun pushed aside the quilt, exposed half of his head, and warned Xiao Yiran with his eyes: "Do you need to sleep on top of each other? Come down for me."

"No." Xiao Yiran answered decisively, and kept rubbing against Yan Yun's neck while speaking.

When he was not familiar with Xiao Yiran before, seeing his serious appearance all day long, Yan Yun once thought that Xiao Yiran had no human feelings at all, that he couldn't laugh, make trouble, or get angry.

Now seeing him acting like a spoiled child on his own face, Yan Yun suddenly found it very interesting.

He held Xiao Yiran's face in his hands, and kissed him on the forehead.

All of a sudden, Xiao Yiran's ears turned red visibly.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yiran's tone was very serious, but his expression was smiling: "You are offending the emperor."

"So what?" Saying that, Yan Yun quickly kissed him on the cheek again, and then said provocatively, "Are you going to arrest me? Put me in prison?"

While speaking, Yan Yun still didn't forget to grab Xiao Yiran's cold hands and rub them together, trying to make his hands warmer.

Xiao Yiran suddenly didn't speak or move, he turned over and turned his back to Yan Yun.

Sensing that something was wrong, Yan Yun immediately leaned over to Xiao Yiran: "What's wrong with you?"

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Yiran said unhappily: "I seem to be not serious."

Yan Yun didn't realize it at first, but when he did, he couldn't help laughing.

Hearing Yan Yun's unbridled laughter, Xiao Yiran was so angry that he turned his head and glared at him with extreme shame and indignation.

"Normal, normal." Seeing Xiao Yiran struggling to hold back his smile, he comforted him, "Your Majesty don't need to be troubled by this, I can help you."

"Everyone is an adult now." Saying that, Yan Yun couldn't help laughing again.

Xiao Yiran made up his mind to ignore Yan Yun, leaving him with an indifferent back.

"Then Your Majesty wants to come by himself?" Yan Yun continued: "Shall I avoid it first?"

Yan Yun deliberately provoked, Xiao Yiran finally took action, he grabbed Yan Yun over, stared at him fiercely and said: "Sleep honestly."

"I'm serious." Yan Yun still didn't give up and asked: "You really don't need me to help you?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yiran suddenly widened his eyes: "We are not married yet."

"Oh." Yan Yun was honest now, not long after he was honest, he did not give up and said: "I don't mind, we will get married anyway."

As he said that, Yan Yun's hands also began to wander dishonestly over Xiao Yiran's body.

Xiao Yiran's face flushed with restraint, he pressed Yan Yun's hand, and grabbed his other hand that was about to cause trouble, and said with a warning tone: "If you move around again, I will ask someone to arrest you Put it in prison and let you face the wall and think about your past."

"Oh." Yan Yun's voice was weak, as if he was very dissatisfied: "Your Majesty is mighty."

Seeing this, Xiao Yiran smiled helplessly, hugged Yan Yun and patted him on the back, and said like coaxing a child: "Hey, I'm really sleepy. I can't sleep these few days when you're not here."

No matter how thick-skinned Yan Yun was, he couldn't help but blush when he heard these words.He really didn't move, and nestled obediently in Xiao Yiran's arms.

"Go to sleep, I'm here." Yan Yun put his hands around Xiao Yiran's waist, trying to use his own body temperature to cover the coolness on his body.

Xiao Yiran hugged Yan Yun tightly, with such strength that Yan Yun could hardly breathe.

Yan Yun moved uncomfortably, wanting to lie down in a more comfortable position, but Xiao Yiran hugged Yan Yun even tighter as if he had foreseen it long ago.

"Don't go, I haven't been able to sleep peacefully for several days."

Xiao Yiran frowned and said in a low voice, his eyes were covered by thick eyelashes, leaving only darkness under his eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Yun sighed indistinctly, curled up in Xiao Yiran's arms silently, listening to his heartbeat.