Time travel without cheats

"Xiao Le!"

Drenched in cold sweat, Ran Xiaoan sat up. Before his shortness of breath subsided, a thin shirt was draped over his back, "Don't catch a cold."

This voice is more effective than any panacea. He let out a long sigh of relief, turned his head and carried him directly into the man's arms, "Xiao Le, I had a nightmare, it scared me to death..."

Ran Xiaole wrapped him in a quilt, stroked his hair caressingly, and asked softly: "What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I was dead, and you were dead too. When I met Hades, he wanted to separate us..."

Ran Xiaole nodded her younger brother's nose and said with a smile, "Are you still afraid of Hades? It's too late for him to hide from you little devil!"

Xiao An hugged his arm tightly, and kissed his neck affectionately, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid of all the people who will take you away. I'm afraid that the wind will blow you down, and the rain will be too cold." I drenched you, and I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, you would disappear..."

Ran Xiaole's heart seemed to be stung out of a jolt, and his eyes were wet immediately. He lightly pecked Xiao An's earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, I can't live without you..."

"Xiao Le..."

Xiao An raised her head and asked for a kiss, Ran Xiaole smiled and kissed her.

The knock on the door interrupted the lingering relationship between the two. Ran Xiaole tidied up her appearance and kissed Xiao An's palm, "It should be Fang Jin and the others. I'll go and open the door."

"Brother..." Xiao An stared straight at him, holding his hand and refused to let go, Ran Xiaole had no choice but to say loudly to the door: "Please come in."

"Xiao An, you finally woke up."

Duan Xi couldn't hide his joy, walked to his bedside, glanced at Ran Xiaole in embarrassment, Ran Xiaole sighed, shook his brother's hand, "Xiao An, let Duan Xi check your pulse, okay?"

"Aren't you going?"

"How could I go?" Ran Xiaole touched his cheek and smiled softly, "Good boy."

Ran Xiaoan reluctantly lowered his head, and as soon as his brother let go, he held his little finger in panic again, and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Don't..."

"Forget it, brother Xiaole, that's fine."

Duan Xi carefully squeezed Ran Xiaoan's wrist, and smiled knowingly, "It's okay, I have to discuss with the master, and then make a prescription."

"Xiao Xi, thank you." Ran Xiaole comforted her lover in her arms, and smiled gratefully at Duan Xi, "Xiao An now... trouble you."

"As a doctor, it is my duty to take care of patients." Duan Xi got up, "Brother Xiao Le, take Xiao An out for a walk tomorrow, he has been lying down for too long."

"Ah."

"It's good to have a rest, let's take our leave."

The two went out of the room and returned to their own room. Duan Xi wiped his face with a wet handkerchief, turned his head to look at Fang Jin, and saw that he frowned slightly with a worried look on his face.

"Ah Jin, why don't you speak?"

"He has become a child again, and he can't leave his brother for a moment."

"Xiao'an is fine." Duan Xi held his face in his hands and smoothed out his frowning eyebrows, "There is always a lingering fear in the face of adversity."

"You can talk now." Fang Jin wrapped his arms around his waist, pulled him closer to her, and gently leaned against his lower abdomen, "Xiaoxi, what about you? Are you afraid?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm just... just..."

"Worried about your sister, aren't you?"

Duan Xi has always been unable to hide from Fang Jin, he nodded, and the corners of his eyes suddenly turned red.

Fang Jin lowered her head, pretending she didn't know it at all, her voice was still flat, no emotion could be heard.

"If I don't ask you, when are you going to carry it alone? Huh?"

"A Jin..."

Fang Jin looked up at him, "Duan Xi, you want me to be relieved, you want me to be happy, you have been talking to me cheerfully these days, but you are actually very sad, right?"

Duan Xi pursed his lips. He wanted to restrain himself, but his tears were as upright as his own. He turned his head and sobbed for a long time before saying choked up, "Ah Jin, I'm sorry..."

"Fool." Fang Jin stood up, pulled him into his chest, and kissed him on the forehead, "Duan Ying will be fine."

Duan Xi's eyes lit up, and he looked at him sobbingly, "Really...?"

"Yes." Fang Jin smiled, "Ye Ermei will definitely protect her."

"Miss Ye?"

"Yes."

Even though Fang Jin didn't want to mention this name again, he had to admit that at this moment, the only one who could help him out of his distress was the woman who had brought everyone endless distress.

"If Duan Yang treats my sister a ten-thousandth of what he treats Ye Ermei, my sister will definitely not go to that dead end."

Fang Jin's eyes wandered, and he pulled himself back. He didn't want to think too much, grabbed Duan Xi's cheeks with both hands, and said with a smile while pinching: "However, it's not a long-term plan for them to be there. Yang is just an annoying flea, you can’t find it and you can’t drive it away, I’ll go and tell the master, he will always have a way to open the illusion barrier, let’s save them and let you reunite with your sister, okay?”

Duan Xi wiped away tears, "Really?"

"Really, really." Fang Jin bit his pouty lips, looking at him tenderly, "Don't you believe me?"

"letter."

"Then go to bed quickly, wake up early tomorrow morning, and we will go to the master."

"I want to make medicine for Xiaoan."

"I go."

"A Jin..."

"Are you disobedient?"

Duan Xi shook his head, smiling through his tears. He stood on tiptoe and carefully touched the corner of Fang Jin's mouth, "Xixi listens to what A Jin says..."

Fang Jin kissed his hair, and responded gently.

Watching Duan Xi get into the quilt, Fang Jin forced him to close his eyes, and didn't go out until he heard his gentle and heavy breathing.

Beijing.

sneaky.

Two black shadows flashed across the top of the tower, and when they reached a place where there was no one there, the one in front suddenly stopped, "Have you chased me all the way, are you finished?"

"Keep your voice down, and be careful not to be heard by Duan Yang." The man in black behind followed, pulled off his kerchief and smiled mischievously, "Uncle, is Duan Xi asleep?"

Can't be as hard-hearted as this person, Fang Jin lost his temper when he called him "uncle", "Where's your brother?"

"He is too tired to take care of me these days."

"I still think you are back to basics, but you are still a little fox."

"Otherwise, how can we make him relax his vigilance?" Ran Xiaoan glanced at Fang Jin, "I can't let you die alone."

"You're just recovering from a serious illness, you're just messing around! You only have half a golden pearl, if it wasn't for your mother this time..." Fang Jin knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly shut up, "Go back!"

"You don't even have half of them! If Duan Yang got out of his stinky skin, would you still see him?" Ran Xiaoan teased nonchalantly, "Since my mother let me out, she doesn't care My son is gone, what do you care about?"

Fang Jin was stunned for a moment, "You know everything? How did you know?"

"Tch, I'm much smarter than you." Ran Xiaoan patted him on the shoulder, "Uncle, I'm already 27, do you still think I'm that ignorant naughty boy? Now that I'm married and start a business, what happened in the past is what happened in the present." Things, things in the future, she can do whatever she likes, I only care about my wife."

"Then you're still coming?"

"Xiao Le regards you and Duan Xi as friends, I don't want him to be sad."

Ran Xiaoan put on her face scarf, and Fang Jin captured a calm and magnanimous malice from those eyes that resembled her own.

"Duan Yang ruined my home, my home and that of Xiao Le."

After he finished speaking, he smiled again and made a gesture. Fang Jin understood and didn't say any more. He held his breath and disappeared with him into the stillness of the night.

Both of them knew the layout of the imperial city like the back of their hands, and the emperor took turns to do it, but the pattern was still the same.With Duan Yang's personality, Ye Ermei must be placed in the most comfortable place.

There was no one outside the secluded side hall, only a few guards who remained motionless, indifferent to the voices in the room.

"Mei'er, now Wei Yu is listening to me. When I succeed, I will have the power in my hands. I will make you a queen, not have a concubine, let our He'er be the prince, and the family of three will live a prosperous life, okay?"

"Where is Ah Ying? Are you really letting Wei Yu defile her?"

"It's fine if you don't allow it. She is my niece anyway. When I ascend the throne, I will make her a good family."

"Where's Jiang Zheng?"

"Don't mention that man!"

"That's my husband!"

"You don't love him at all!"

"I love!"

"Impossible! He's ugly and poor and stutters, and he..."

"mother…"

"He'er, did I wake you up?"

"I want Daddy..."

"Daddy has gone far away, you should go to sleep, and when the sun rises, Daddy will be back."

"Um…"

"Go out and talk."

Ran Xiaoan and Fang Jin looked at each other, and after flying into the rockery, the door opened after a while.

There is no star and no moon, Ye Ermei's voice is calm but indifferent, as if what she is facing is just an old friend who wants to forget, an enemy who cannot be hated, and a stranger who just passed by.

"Duan Yang, we have been too paranoid for so many years."

"Meier, I miss you so much..."

Ye Ermei smiled sadly, "You don't hate me for killing you?"

"I just hate to miss your 27 years."

"27 years, if Fang Tong is alive, she will be at my age, and I don't know what she will look like?" Ye Ermei turned around and stared at Duan Yang silently. Not to mention the amorous feelings, the years have washed away the lead, and accumulated shallow wind and frost on her face, but it also gave her a down-to-earth experience that she never had before-a complete, ordinary, fulfilling, life.

"Look, I'm getting old."

"Mei'er, when I take the golden beads from those two, give half of them to you and half to He'er, you won't grow old, and He'er's illness will be cured, our family will last forever..."

"Family?" Ye Ermei sneered, "Duan Yang, your family is not me, and my family is not you."

"I say yes!" Duan Yang grasped Ye Ermei's hand, caressing it pitifully, "How could he be willing to let you work with such a beautiful hand?"

"He chops wood, I do laundry, I am happy and content."

"You are talking nonsense!"

"You know I never talk nonsense." Ye Ermei pulled out her hand, as indifferent as this dark night.

"Duan Yang, you are a ruthless person. I am grateful that you are the only one who has feelings for me, but people live not only for themselves. In the past, because of kindness and righteousness, I had to let go of the distracting thoughts in my heart. Now, because of shame, I and you...are destined It cannot be fulfilled."

Duan Yang was stunned for a while, it seemed that it was difficult to digest Ye Ermei's words, he forced a smile, "Meier, you still care about Fang Tong, don't you? I never loved her, I told you, Those are just playful, I did it for..."

"Jin Zhu, is that so?" Ye Ermei smiled wryly, "Duan Yang, after all these years, you still don't understand the feelings of ordinary people."

"Don't understand what?"

"Fang Tong is very kind to me. I was a prostitute and was humiliated by several officials. She saved me, redeemed me, and recognized me as a sister. Not only did she not despise my origin, she also passed on the secret knowledge of my family. Passed it on to me. She said that at first glance, I was her destined person. My younger brother is too young, so it’s not as interesting as me to practice swords with her... She smiles so beautifully, free and easy, clear, free, and unrestrained. Looking at her, it seems like I saw what I most longed for..."

Thinking of Fang Tong, Ye Ermei's voice was full of inexhaustible thoughts. She paced up and down slowly, but stopped suddenly, and stared at Duan Yang decisively.

"I respect her like a bright sun and a bright moon, but you made me fail her, betray her, deceive her, ruin her, and ruin my hard-won happiness... Now, do you want to ruin it again?"

"Meier..." Duan Yang stretched out his trembling hands to touch her cheeks, but she waved them away lightly.

"do you love me?"

"What kind of love are you talking about at this age?" Ye Ermei's bright pupils flickered, she didn't know if it was tears or light.

"I'm a mediocre person. I can love many people in my life. Even if I loved you, it's a thing of the past. Why do you want to disturb my good life?"

"That man named Jiang Zheng, what good life can he bring you! He is nothing but a thing that cannot be supported by mud, and he is not worthy of you!"

"I'm not good enough for him." Ye Ermei smiled, "Duan Yang, how dirty I am, can't your eyes see it? Some of the dignitaries in the capital are full of brains and fat, and some are as stupid as pigs , I have a craving for scabs, hehe, I've tried them all..."

"Shut up!" Duan Yang gritted his teeth and roared hoarsely, "I will kill them all!"

"No, your son's fire has already been taken care of for me."

"My son? You mean Ran Xiaoan?"

"if not?"

"Meier, Meier..." Duan Yang rushed forward to hug her, and murmured in her ear: "You don't want me to be the emperor, we just fly away, I only have one son, He'er, and I will devote all my kung fu to you." Teach him, I will treat him well...you come with me, come with me, okay? I promise you everything..."

"Jiang He is not your son!"

Ye Ermei slapped him in the face with her palm, straightened her skirt, "I'm married as a woman, and I hope you will respect yourself."

"Woman? That man?"

"Jiang is my husband, my only love, and I want to grow old with him. If you kill him today, I will never live alone!" Ye Ermei flicked her sleeves and said sharply, "Besides, my son's illness , It’s not a difficult disease, I believe in Duan Xi. I’m a mortal, and I just want to be a mortal. Twenty-seven years is a lot, and a hundred years is not much. Why do you need to force your fate? Duan Yang, you can do it yourself, let it go me."

"I don't want it, Meier..."

"It's getting late, I'm getting old, don't bother me, let's go."

Ye Ermei didn't look at him any longer, hurried past him and closed the door.

Duan Yang stared outside the house for a while, but he still didn't take another step.

"I'll come back tomorrow."

In just an instant, Duan Yang's figure disappeared from the courtyard. Fang Jin glanced at Ran Xiaoan quietly, only to see that he picked up his ears annoyedly, as if he was impatient to waste time with nonsense. Jin finally let go of the suffocation in his chest.

Duan Yang doesn't love anyone, he only loves Ye Ermei, he would rather treat the children she had with other men as his own, and he is stingy about giving a little love to his own flesh and blood.

Fortunately, his son is exactly the same as him, and he only loves a man named Ran Xiaole. The love of other people is an insignificant burden to him.

"Look what I do?"

Ran Xiaoan pressed his head, got up and walked towards Ye Ermei's room.