after marrying the prince

Lan Xunyu couldn't help but become unruly...

Why didn't you notice how smooth and delicate Master's skin was in the past?

It's okay to touch two more hands, right?

Touching and touching, Lan Xunyu felt that there was a hard object below her thigh.

Immediately, his face burned up, and then he looked down at the person in his arms, his forehead was sweating, as if to cool down, he stuck to his body, even the hard object...

Master won't...?

Lan Xunyu wanted to hide, but he didn't. Even though Xiao Yantian was injured in his dream, he still did him properly.

What is self-inflicted can't live?

This is the scene in front of me.

When Xiao Yantian vented his anger and his body temperature slowly dropped, Lan Xunyu realized that there seemed to be an element of coquettishness in the fever symptoms, and he was negligent, just now in that prostitute's room , there was probably some kind of mist, Xiao Yantian was wounded and couldn't resist, so the high temperature persisted.

After the fever subsided, the person in his arms seemed to feel better, but his brows were tightly knit together, his expression was painful, like a nightmare, his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and he sobbed in a crying voice: "Mother... Mother... ..."

Tears flowed down Danfeng's eyes.

Lan Xunyu was stunned blankly.

He has never seen such a fragile Xiao Yantian, his eyelashes trembled like cicada wings with broken wings, and there were crystal teardrops hanging down, soaking the pillow, his face was full of tears, like a helpless child Hold on to his arm tightly.

"Father...uncle..."

After holding back for a long time, as if fighting against his own heaven and man, weeping: "Yu'er...don't...go...don't...leave...I..."

Lan Xunyu wiped the tears of the person in his arms, rubbed the frown between his brows, imitated the gentleness he had treated him in the past, patted his back lightly, and comforted him softly: "Master, I am here, I won't leave .”

"Everyone is dead... everyone... is dead..."

The person in the nightmare kept crying.

Feeling sad and bitter, Lan Xunyu suddenly realized that he had nestled in this person's arms for so many years and never understood this person.

In those years, he took him to wander around the rivers and lakes, and encountered many pursuits. Even if he was hit by a secret trick and got a poisonous wound on his shoulder, and he scraped his bones to heal his wounds, that person also had a calm demeanor and could play chess and drink. Tea.

Enduring the "bone erosion" for six years, the pain was like picking bones every day, and his expression did not change.

The master said, "Son, your master is not a human being."

The brothers also said: "Master is so strong."

Naturally, he also thought that Master was a god to look up to.

Therefore, he became more lonely day by day, feeling that there was no one around him, and more and more wanted to leave Tianxing Mountain and this god-like master.

He fooled around with Hua Que, looking at the prosperity of the capital, dazzled.

He knelt in front of the door, begging him to let him go down the mountain.

Although it is said to prevent Yang Huai from entering the capital, where is there no selfish desire to achieve fame, a golden house, a beautiful family, and a beautiful family like a flower?

He never thought that he would see him cry, see him sad, see him helpless.

He never thought that the shoulder that had shielded him from wind and rain for 15 years was also made of flesh and blood.

"Master."

Lan Xunyu hugged the person in her arms tightly, feeling sore and in pain.

Fortunately, I came to find you.

Thankfully, you are by my side right now.

The person in the nightmare seemed to be comforted, calmed down, and breathed peacefully.

Just by the candlelight, Lan Xunyu looked at the person buried in his heart for a long time, got out of bed, cleaned it up with clean water, washed the person on the bed, wiped off his sweat, put on clean clothes, covered the quilt, Just went downstairs.