After teasing the magician, I ran away with my cub

i forgive you

After nightfall, the cold winter wind makes people shiver uncontrollably.The entire Prince An's mansion was full of people, but it was so quiet that only the howling of the cold wind could be heard.

The application time has passed, and Prince Cheng and Yun Jiangli still haven't found Yan Muning.

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of these two men could no longer be described as cold as frost.The chilling aura around the two of them is multiplying as time goes by.

Yun Jiangli's phoenix eyes shone fiercely, and the bottom of the eyes was faintly red, and his fingertips were stroking Yan Muning's short blade——

He regretted, why didn't he remember to return the dagger to the boy these days?If he still has a short blade to defend himself at this moment, wouldn't he be more safe?

Chen Bai hurriedly led the people who were going to Prince Yi's mansion to watch the news, knelt down on one knee in front of Prince Cheng, cupped his fists and said, "Your Highness, Prince Yi has never left the palace, but just now a family sneaked into the mansion through a side door. "

Prince Cheng took a deep breath, stood up and ordered in a cold voice: "Go, go to Prince Yi's mansion."

Yun Jiangli took the lead to go out, there was no other way at the moment, and he couldn't take care of too much.All the places in the capital that can be rummaged and investigated have been searched. It is freezing cold. The young man is already delicate and afraid of the cold, and now he is still carrying his cub...

He dared not think about it any longer.

Even if he forced his way into Prince Yi's mansion, he must bring Yan Muning back tonight.

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Prince Yi was fiddling with some newly acquired calligraphy and paintings in the study, when he suddenly heard a report from the servant in the front yard, saying that it was Prince Cheng who had brought a large group of people here.

He was startled, could it be that idiot King Huai hasn't put Yan Muning back yet?

"What time is it?" Prince Yi asked coldly.

Chao Yan responded in a low voice: "It's the second quarter of the unitary hour, Your Highness."

Prince Yi closed his eyes, counting from the time when he first received the letter from King Huai to now, four hours have passed...

He thought about the words that the guard brought back from King Huai just now, and also remembered Yan Muning's sweet "Third Brother", he looked up and smiled for a long time.

Maybe this is life.

He tried all kinds of tricks, but in the end he was defeated by a brother who was completely devoted to him.

After all, who is to blame?

Prince Yi stood in the front yard, waiting for the person who came to Xingshi to question him.

"Old Fifth, why bring so many people to my Prince's Mansion?"

Prince Yi smiled as usual.

Prince Cheng snorted coldly: "Third brother, you don't know why I came here at this moment, do you?"

"Yes, I let King Huai take Lao Qi away."

Prince Yi didn't want to go around in circles anymore, since the matter had come to this, why would he bother his two innocent younger brothers.

As soon as the words fell, a soft sword was pointed directly at Prince Yi's throat.

The two sides immediately confronted each other with swords and swords.

Prince Yi didn't hide, but only raised his hand to signal his men to put down their swords. His peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he looked at Yun Jiangli who was holding a soft sword with a trace of unclear emotion——

"What? Master Yun is distressed? If you were willing to come to me earlier, wouldn't everything be fine?"

Where did Yun Jiangli draw his sword, and how did he point the sword at Prince Yi's throat under the noses of a group of guards? No one could see clearly.

Those cold and alienated phoenix eyes were full of appalling oppression, and they looked at Prince Yi seriously, ignoring the provocation in his words, and only asked with a bit of ruthlessness:

"Where are the people?"

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The moment Yun Jiangli saw the young man in that gloomy dark room, the calmness on his face seemed to have split open, and fell apart in an instant.

He didn't care about the people behind him at all, he just strode towards Yan Muning's direction.

He watched helplessly as the little prince seemed to recognize him, his eyes lit up for a moment, and he tremblingly raised his hand towards him, but he only had time to show a pale and broken smile, and his arm dropped powerlessly...

The moment the boy's arms fell limply, Yun Jiangli's heart seemed to be torn apart.

He rushed to the cold, dirty low couch in two steps, shaking his hands and wanting to hug his little lover, but he was afraid of touching his unknown wound.

"Xiaoqi...Xiaoqi, I'm here." Yun Jiangli said in a hoarse voice.

After the little prince opened and closed his lips feebly, his round eyes, which had long lost their luster, slowly closed.

Yun Jiangli exerted all his strength to forcefully maintain what little sense he had left, instead of rushing out to kill the two culprits outside.

His young man silently called him "A Li" just now, and he understood.

Now Yun Jiangli just wants to bring people home, away from these worldly disturbances, away from these entanglements of rights and desires.

Du Zhong, who came in right after Yun Jiangli, saw the drenched skirt of the young prince at a glance, and quickly reminded: "Young hall master, your highness's clothes are already wet, it's too cold here, we need to take your highness back to the palace as soon as possible." !"

Yun Jiangli had already roughly checked Yan Muning's situation, and was holding the boy's wrist to check the pulse first, but his eyes were hurt by the strangle marks and blood marks tied on his wrist, so he could only force himself to concentrate on taking the pulse above the fingertips.

The young man's pulse condition was very weak, but luckily there was no danger of his life, and the cub in his belly was well protected by him...

Yun Jiangli stood up and quickly took off his cloak, Du Zhong took the dagger and cut the rope binding the little prince's legs neatly.

Prince Cheng watched Yun Jiangli come out of the dark room steadily, Yan Muning was being hugged tightly in his arms, tightly wrapped in a cloak, only a small half of his pale face was exposed.

"Munning!"

Prince Cheng greeted him with a sword in hand, and called out anxiously.

"Your Highness, I need to take Xiao Qi back to the palace immediately."

While talking, Yun Jiangli glanced coldly across the faces of Prince Huai and Prince Yi.

Prince Cheng stepped aside, gritted his teeth and said, "Go, Lao Qi will leave it to you. I'm here to deal with the matter, and I will definitely not let Lao Qi suffer for nothing!"

Yun Jiangli didn't say any more, and galloped away with Yan Muning in his arms.

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The lights in Prince An's mansion were brightly lit, and the servants in the mansion were running back and forth, hot water and soup were delivered to Prince An's bedroom one by one in an orderly manner.

At this moment, there was a row of anxious guards outside the bedroom, all of them with serious expressions.

Yun Jiangli didn't allow anyone to enter the room, only he took off Yan Muning's clothes, put him in the bathtub and scrubbed carefully.

There are some medicinal herbs in the bathtub, and the smell of herbs permeates the entire bedroom with the temperature of the water...

The little prince, who had already changed into clean and soft pajamas, was lying quietly on the couch at this moment. If it wasn't for that pale little face, he would have seemed to be fast asleep.

The charcoal fire was burning in the bedroom, and he had just scrubbed his whole body with a warm medicinal bath, but Yan Muning's hands were still cold and lifeless.

Yun Jiangli was holding the young man's hand, carefully cleaning the wounds cut by the porcelain, perhaps the pain from the medicinal juice soaking into the wounds stimulated Yan Muning, he shrank his fingertips and regained consciousness for a short time for a moment.

Yan Muning, who was still in a state of stress, struggled violently the moment he woke up.

Yun Jiangli rushed forward and hugged the young man, preventing him from making dangerous moves that would hurt him, and softly comforted him: "Xiaoqi, don't be afraid, it's me, I'm here..."

Yan Muning opened his eyes blankly, maybe he didn't see the person in front of him clearly, but because of the familiar and reassuring embrace, and Yun Jiangli's gentle voice and breath, he stopped struggling and fell into the trap again. In a deep sleep.

That night, Xu was subconsciously frightened and conscious of self-protection. The little prince woke up countless times, and was comforted by Yun Jiangli countless times.

Yun Jiangli has already dealt with all the wounds on the boy's body——

There is a slap mark on the left cheek, blood stasis from being pinched on the slender neck, there are strangulation marks left after being bound on the wrist and ankle, and several deep bone wounds are cut on both hands by broken porcelain shards , There are bruises from the whip whip on the back...

There were even bruises on the chest and collarbone from the beating, but only the abdomen, which was protected by the young man, had no scars.

Yun Jiangli's sad eyes were scarlet, and his knuckles were crunching. His young man was desperately protecting their cub.

Even if he is safe now, Yan Muning, who is in a coma, will always unconsciously turn his body sideways, bend his back, slightly curl his legs, trying to make a gesture of protecting his lower abdomen.

Yan Muning's trauma was actually not serious, compared to when Yun Jiangli picked him up in the woods, it was nothing worth mentioning.

But Yun Jiangli deeply understands that the heart is cut like a knife is not what the literati said hypocritically, so why is his heart like a knife right now?I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to say that it was broken into powder over and over again.

"Young hall master, please rest for a while, I will just guard His Highness." Eleven whispered to Yun Jiangli.

Yun Jiangli shook his head, and refused to leave Yan Muning's eyes for a moment: "Go and see Lao Qi, is the medicine ready?"

Shi Shi just wanted to persuade again, Ah Xiao, who was standing aside, shook his head slightly, and the two retreated together.

"Stop persuading, the young hall master has a very stubborn temper." Ah Xiao and Eleven explained.

Eleven sighed: "Didn't it mean that His Highness is fine, I just keep watch, and the young hall master has been tossing around all day today."

As soon as the words were finished, Du Zhong and Lao Qi came over with medicine bowls: "There is no serious problem, it's just at the moment. The pulse condition of the little prince is very weak. I'm afraid it will take a long time to take care of it this time."

"Your Highness is still not sober now, and the whole body is tense. If this tension is relaxed, and I am cold and frightened today, I am afraid that there will be more crimes."

Du Zhong continued: "The dark room is very gloomy and cold, the little prince is freezing in there with wet clothes, it's not a joke."

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Sure enough, before midnight, Yan Muning struggled to wake up once.

When I woke up, there was a heart-piercing vomiting by the side of the bed. I hadn't eaten for a whole day, and I couldn't vomit anything except the cold-dispelling decoction I drank not long ago. My uncomfortable round eyes were full of tears. .

Yun Jiangli hugged him in his arms, his heart ached beyond measure.

The light porridge has already been prepared, and it has been warming on the small stove. After Yan Muning had recovered from this period, Yun Jiangli carefully hugged him on his lap, coaxing him to drink a few mouthfuls of porridge.

"A Li..."

The tossing and somewhat sober little prince nestled in Yun Jiangli's arms, calling for someone in a low voice.

"It's me, I'm here."

Yun Jiangli's eyes turned red unknowingly, and his lips gently stroked the top of the young man's messy hair.

The little prince was shrouded in a familiar atmosphere, and acted coquettishly in a soft voice: "A Li, my hand hurts so much."

"Little Seven, I've already applied the plaster on you, so it won't hurt tomorrow."

Yun Jiangli coaxed people, his voice was a little choked.

Just now he was holding a soft sword, and the person with cold and stern looks on his face seemed to be not him. At this moment, there was only a soft voice, eyebrows and eyes and deep love.

"Did I get whipped by a horsewhip...will it leave scars?"

Yan Muning's round eyes were half closed, and he muttered in a soft voice: "If, if there are scars left, Ah Li will think I'm ugly..."

"It's good that I won't let Xiao Qi leave scars, besides, when have I thought you ugly?"

"Hand hurts so much, I won't be able to play with Xiaoqueer tomorrow..."

"What's so good about that fat bird? I'll be with you every day, feed you food, drink medicine, and read stories to you, okay?"

"Don't touch me!" The boy broke away suddenly.

"Go away, woo woo... I'm sorry, Zai Zai..."

Yan Muning's voice became lower and lower, and his words became more and more incongruous, and in the end, he repeatedly mumbled those few sentences.

Yun Jiangli watched the boy in his arms close his eyes again, a tear rolled down the corner of his eye, and he still murmured: "Cub... Ah Li..."

Listening to his ravings, Yun Jiangli seemed to have been stabbed into the heart, and finally couldn't help but raised his head, blinked his sore eyes vigorously, and a choked sigh resounded in the bedroom.

"Little ancestor, you are killing me."

Yan Muning, who fell asleep again, began to shiver and become hot after a while.

Holding the increasingly hot man in his arms, Yun Jiangli frowned and ordered Du Zhong to prepare the medicine in a low voice, and ordered Lao Qi to take his needle.

The drowsy little prince couldn't sleep well, and his hands full of wounds were desperately grabbing Yun Jiangli's lapel, refusing to let go.Yun Jiangli didn't dare to move at all, for fear of hurting him again, he could only coax him in a nice voice: "Little Qi, I won't leave, I can't do needles while holding you like this..."

A high fever was so fierce that Yan Muning's eyes were red, his cheeks were flushed unnaturally, but his lips were pale and bloodless.

He was so confused that he didn't listen to Yun Jiangli's explanation at all, and he refused to get out of this man's arms only by instinct.

As soon as Yun Jiangli wanted to put the person on the bed, the little prince cried and cursed. He tried several times but failed. Instead, the crying became more and more serious, and the shortness of breath was almost unbearable. gas.

"Old Qi, come!"

Yun Jiangli had no choice but to stay in this position, barely controlling the young man to prevent him from struggling wildly, unfastened the belt of his pajamas with one hand, and let Lao Qi do the needle directly.

Pregnant with a cub, with such a fever, there are too many medicines to avoid, so I have to use acupuncture and moxibustion to assist the decoction to subside the fever as soon as possible.

Throughout the whole night, almost no one in Prince An's mansion fell asleep.

Yun Jiangli fed the decoction mouthful by mouthful, and the little prince vomited it out not long after.

Throughout the night, the anti-abortion, anti-cold and antipyretic decoction was fed again and again, the pajamas were soaked in sweat, and several sets were changed, the charcoal fire continued in the bedroom, and hot water was continuously sent in...

Yun Jiangli, who hadn't let go of the man in his arms for several hours, finally noticed that the boy in his arms was breathing a little more steadily around Mao's time.

He hugged the person with one arm, and with the other hand, he brushed the boy's hair soaked in cold sweat, lowered his head slightly and pressed his forehead against it, to test the temperature.

It was still burning, but it finally receded a little.

Yun Jiangli gently kissed the young man's forehead, his palm covered the soft curve of his lower abdomen through the pajamas, feeling the life that was connected with his blood.

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The little prince suffered from this illness repeatedly for many days.

Every time there is just a little improvement, everyone wants to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that it will start to recover, and the little prince is on fire again in a blink of an eye.

Yun Jiangli guarded the little prince day and night, and even the old hall master came to see him twice on the way.

Yu Chizhao came to have a look almost every day, Prince Cheng was very busy, but he would come here every other day, even if he was in a hurry, he could only take a look before leaving.

Everyone seemed to have discussed it, and never mentioned anything about King Huai and Prince Yi.

Although the little prince has been ill all the time, except for the first two days when he was always falling asleep and unconscious, the following days were a bit sluggish, but fortunately he was no longer unconscious.

I don't know if it's because of being sick and uncomfortable, or because of being frightened this time, Yan Muning has become extremely clingy, especially Clingy Yun Jiangli.

The same is true for Yun Jiangli, taking medicine, feeding, feeding, washing and changing clothes all by himself, except that it is inconvenient to perform needles because it is inconvenient to hold someone, other people are not allowed to help.

Yan Muning seemed to have taken root in Yun Jiangli's body, and he always acted softly.

One is willing to pet, and the other is willing to stick.

Frantically sprinkled dog food like no one else was around.

In the afternoon of this day, Yun Jiangli was lying on the warm couch with the person in his arms, and while the sun was shining, he read a story to the person in his arms with a script book.

The little prince nestled in the big beauty's arms, and played with his fingers playing with a strand of long hair hanging on his chest and braiding it.

"Itchy back." Yan Muning said coquettishly.

Some slightly shallow welts were scabbing over, and since yesterday, the little prince always felt that some scars were itchy, and always wanted Yun Jiangli to help him scratch them.

Yun Jiangli's big hand rubbed gently on his back: "Don't scratch it, it will leave scars. Be obedient."

The little prince puffed his face and remained silent.

"I don't know how long it will take to recover from being so thin." Yun Jiangli stroked the protruding shoulder blades on the young man's back, feeling extremely distressed.

The little prince who suffered from illness has lost a lot of weight, and the little meat he had just raised a few days ago has fallen back. Yun Jiangli felt sick when he was hugged in his arms, but this little guy had a poor appetite after being ill. Very often, after eating a few more mouthfuls, he would feel uncomfortable and vomit, but Yun Jiangli was so worried.

"Are you afraid?"

Yan Muning suddenly asked without beginning or end.

Yun Jiangli was startled, and the little prince went on to say: "In the beginning I was actually very calm, I wasn't afraid. But..."

"But then I thought, what if you can't find me and I haven't forgiven you yet?"

"Then the more I thought about it, the more afraid I became. It was too cold there. It took a long, long time, until I felt that I, I might die..."

Yun Jiangli couldn't hear the word, so he kissed her directly without even thinking about it.

He closed his eyes, kissed the young prince's lips fiercely, and said with a sob slightly, "Don't say it, Xiaoqi, don't mention this word. Don't, don't stab me in the heart again."

Yan Muning had never seen Yun Jiangli like this.

There were tears in those beautiful phoenix eyes, and the voice of the usually calm and calm person was trembling, as if he was desperately enduring something, his Adam's apple was shaking rapidly.

The little prince's eyes were red all of a sudden, he raised his hands, gently held Yun Jiangli's face with his hands still wrapped in a cloth towel, and whispered the last sentence: "I'm not afraid of dying, I'm just afraid that I won't die again." can not see you."

After finishing speaking, the tip of the thumb of his left hand lightly pressed Yun Jiangli's trembling Adam's apple, and he raised his head and kissed him...

"I forgive you, A Li."

The author says:

Sprinkle sugar, sprinkle sugar——(⊙o⊙)

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Thanks to the little cuties who never leave me: C-Fan Yi mine 1.

Nutrient solution: 2 bottles for saving; 1 bottle for small table.