The protagonist wants to steal my script again

"Ah..." The old doctor sighed again, shook his head and continued what he had just said regretfully, "Although there is no danger of life, it has hurt the root. It may be possible to make up for a good life in the future, but it is hard to bear in the end." Compared with ordinary people. Not only that, the injury on the young master's ankle caused the tendons to rupture, and he will no longer be able to walk and practice martial arts in this life... Forgive me for my poor medical skills and lack of recovery skills."

After waking up, An Minghui quickly realized this, and made mental preparations that it would be difficult to stand up in the future.

So after the doctor said this, Xiao Chengyuan blurted out in disbelief before he himself responded: "Impossible!"

"You quack doctor, don't talk nonsense, how is it possible, how is it possible, junior brother..." Seemingly unable to accept this fact, Xiao Chengyuan ran forward excitedly, grabbed the doctor's clothes, and stared at the doctor, "It's just your own medical skills Inferior, but arrange my junior brother like this!"

"Yuan'er!" Pavilion Master Xiao snorted, "Don't be rude, you must know that your junior brother is bearing the suffering that should have been borne by you."

After finishing speaking, he turned around to face An Minghui who was lying on the couch, bowed his head and cupped his hands: "Minger, my Xiao family owes you this time, and I have no face to face my old friend under Jiuquan. Even if you want to ask for the ceremony of making amends, Xiao will never complain."

"Master's behavior like this really frustrates me." An Minghui smiled wryly, and shook his head lightly, "I thought I was already half of the Xiao family since three years ago, so why should the family talk about this? It’s because of me, it’s really useless.” He is also telling the truth, if he didn’t take the children out to play in the water like in the plot, those people would have no chance at all, and they could only be in the They carried out a sneak attack on the way back to Liuyun Pavilion, and it would definitely not cause such a dangerous situation.

"Senior brother is still young, so I hope master will not be harsh on him." As he spoke, he glanced worriedly at the little brother who was already kneeling on the ground exhausted, and saw that the other party's eyes were slack, and he looked greatly stimulated. "Take your brother back to rest earlier."

Pavilion Master Xiao sighed, but after all, he didn't say anything, picked up Xiao Chengyuan, turned around and walked out.

***

From that day on, Xiao Chengyuan seemed to be a different person... I can't say that, it's just that compared with before, it seemed as if he had grown up overnight. Not only did he practice martial arts twice as hard every day, he even begged Pavilion Master Xiao invited a well-known genius doctor in the world to study medicine instead of him.

And, An Minghui realized that he had once again inadvertently ruined the entire plot.

It's not that he, the villain, has become a disabled person who can only rely on a wheelchair to move. After all, the original owner will have disabled legs because of this revenge, but it's just that he has to take it on his own initiative.On the surface, Xiao Chengyuan looks almost the same as in the script, but in fact, only An Minghui himself has the deepest understanding of the deviation.

First of all, his senior brother was supposed to be a swordsman who was only obsessed with martial arts and had no other distractions, but now Xiao Chengyuan has spent no less effort on medical skills than practicing martial arts, and has even become a famous doctor. how many.

As for this second...

An Ming sighed darkly, and helplessly raised his eyes to look at the two people facing each other in front of him.

"I said, Mr. Xiao, seeing that even Brother An has been crowned for a long time, shouldn't it be time for you to let go? There is always endless back and forth in what you do."

After he recovered from his injury, those aristocratic families came to thank him one after another, and they have maintained a good relationship since then. Because of his inconvenient mobility, several other people often came to walk around, among them Guangxuan went to Liuyun Pavilion I had the best time running.

Now that they are all grown up, the arrogant child has grown into a taller and more arrogant Young Master Pianpian, what has not changed is that he still likes to argue with Xiao Chengyuan so much.

At this time, Guangxuan was sitting in the gazebo, leaning against the pillar behind him, stepping on the stone chair below him with one leg presumptuously, wearing a dark purple brocade suit, with a long knife hanging from his waist, and a plum blossom in his hand. So, even though he is looking at Xiao Chengyuan provocatively at this moment, he can still afford to say handsome and unrestrained.

Guangxuan has always disliked Xiao Chengyuan, and this has not changed since he was a child, and although he still has contact with him since the accident, Xiao Chengyuan has never been bullied by him so much that his eyes are red, and he often even pretends to be dismissive. manner.

"As a senior, you should care about your junior."

Xiao Chengyuan sat next to An Minghui with a straight posture, dressed in white clothes with cloud patterns, and his black silk like ink was neatly bundled up. When he was a child, he watched his lovely facial features fully grow and look extremely handsome, but his expression was cold Rushuang, with a look of refusal to be thousands of miles away.

"Hmph, I don't have the same knowledge as a lunatic like you." With a cold snort, Guangxuan took out a pack of pastries wrapped in greased paper from his bosom, and handed it to An Minghui as if offering a treasure, with a smug smile on his face, "Try Taste this emerald cake, I have personally tasted it, it is definitely not inferior to the dim sum in the Tribute Palace."

He wanted to hand it directly to An Minghui, but like countless times in the past, Xiao Chengyuan stretched out his hand and took it away as soon as he handed it over.I saw Xiao Chengyuan open the greased paper bag, take out a silver needle with familiar movements, carefully insert it into the pastry, carefully check the color every time after taking it out, and confirm whether the silver needle has changed color.However, even though the color of the silver needle hadn't changed, he still didn't return the pastry to An Minghui, but took out a piece from it, gently broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth, savored it carefully to make sure it was all right, and then put the pastry in his hand A piece of pastry was fed to An Minghui's mouth.

For this set of procedures, Guangxuan was so angry that he fought Xiao Chengyuan countless times, and now he was too lazy to care about it, but he still had a stinky face, as if he was holding back his sword.This is because Xiao Chengyuan's actions are not aimed at him alone, but because even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu won't give him face, otherwise he would definitely not swallow his anger so much.

"I'm sorry to bother you." An Minghui raised his hand to take the snack, and smiled helplessly at Guangxuan, "It's been so many years, so don't bother with senior brother anymore."

"If I'm angry with him for everything, then I'll be mad too soon." Guangxuan muttered, apparently still not very firm in his heart, so he squinted at Xiao Chengyuan who didn't change his expression, "How could a senior brother be so angry all day long?" The principle of clinging to junior is that you have a good temper, if this happened to me, I would have scolded him bloody."

An Minghui could only smile wryly when he heard this. He also felt that his senior brother was too protective. At first, he thought it was because the other party was too young and was stimulated, so he got into a corner for a while, but he would gradually get better in the future.However, ten years have passed, and it seems that Xiao Chengyuan's desire to protect has not weakened at all, and even intensified a little.

"Besides, no matter how powerful he is, can he still follow you for the rest of his life?" After the ridicule, Guangxuan took a sip of tea and calmed himself down.

"Why not." Xiao Chengyuan looked up at him, then raised his hand to fix the fox fur shawl that slipped off An Minghui's shoulders, "I will protect my junior brother for the rest of my life."

"Oh, you are amazing," Guangxuan chuckled, and continued to sarcastic, "If you still follow Brother An's bridal chamber wedding night, then the bride will hate you to death."

When he said this, ordinary people would inevitably be embarrassed, but Xiao Chengyuan was still calm, as if the wedding night was like drinking tea and eating: "If you don't have malicious intentions, why should you be afraid of being seen."

It's nothing to say these words alone, but he is obviously responding to Guangxuan's ridicule, and the meaning behind this makes people feel chills behind.

When Guangxuan heard him say this suddenly, his face turned green all of a sudden: "Don't be serious, right? You think the girl's innocence is just a joke?" A lunatic is a lunatic, it is really unreasonable.

"Ahem..." As the person being discussed, An Minghui couldn't help but cough a few times to interrupt this strange topic, firstly because of embarrassment, and secondly because he knew that Xiao Chengyuan's words were probably not worth the slightest bit of water. "It's getting late, Guangxuan, how about having dinner with us today?"

Upon receiving his invitation, Guangxuan obviously hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to shake his head: "Forget it, I can't bear to sit at the same dinner table with this lunatic."

Every time he came to Liuyun Pavilion, he would stay for a few days, but when it was time to eat, he would go out by himself or eat alone in his room.It's really not because he is arrogant and withdrawn, but because he really thinks eating with Xiao Chengyuan is a big chore.

An Minghui was completely understandable about this, and he also persuaded Xiao Chengyuan many times that he didn't have to be so savage, but the effect was not great.

Since he was injured by that pill when he was a child, his senior brother has paid special attention to his diet, and he has always been so meticulous that it is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

It was said to be for dinner, but in fact it was still a while before the normal time for dinner. Xiao Chengyuan pushed his wheelchair and took him back to the house. He first checked whether there was enough charcoal in the house, and then half knelt down in front of his wheelchair, holding his hands together. Clutching the back of his hand that was a little chilled by the cold air outside the house.

When An Minghui was outside, he kept holding a small hand stove, his palms were always warm, but after all, it was winter, and it had just snowed, so it was inevitable that the back of his hands would be a little cold, and he himself didn't feel uncomfortable, but Xiao Chengyuan did. Can't stand it.

"Senior brother, what Guangxuan said is actually not without reason." Seeing Xiao Chengyuan half kneeling on the cold and hard ground like this, he sighed countless times, "Don't worry about me so much, you can't guard me like this for the rest of your life."

"Leave it to others, I don't worry about it." A good person like his junior brother must be taken care of carefully.

His senior brother is good at everything, he is as cold as a banished fairy, and has won the hearts of countless girls in the Jianghu, but he is too stubborn, and he has spent ten years of his life on him for no reason.This analogy is not very nice, but in terms of serving him in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, Xiao Chengyuan is probably more meticulous than the personal eunuch next to the emperor.

"You, your heart is like a rock." He raised his hand and tapped Xiao Chengyuan's brow lightly, "I should threaten you mercilessly, so that you don't always put what happened 12 years ago in front of you." Clutching my heart, as if I didn't grow up."

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not like you haven't done this kind of thing before. At the beginning, he frightened Mr. Zhou to make him calm down. The same trick may not be ineffective against the senior brother.

But it's ridiculous to say that it is precisely the same trick that he can't bear to use a second time.Over the years, occasionally he would think: Mr. Zhou promised lightly at that time, but was he very sad in private?If I threatened him with the friendship of these ten years again this time, how sad would my brother be?These two people are equally stubborn, and no one else will listen to what they have decided.

I originally hoped that the other party would be good, but if it hurt people's hearts instead, it would run counter to the original intention.

"I have been inferior to my junior brother since I was a child, and it is the same now." His junior brother is always the best person in the world.

After warming the back of his hands, Xiao Chengyuan still didn't stand up from the ground, but maintained such a convenient height, and began to massage his legs skillfully with both hands. Those slender hands with thin calluses were moderately strong, never will hurt him.

"I told you, don't flatter me like this." If the senior brother didn't say this himself, then no matter who said it, it would sound like irony, "I won't be complacent after hearing it."

After the massage, the maid just knocked on the door and began to serve the dishes. They still left after serving the dishes as usual. No one was left in their room to serve them.

Sitting at the table, An Minghui watched Xiao Chengyuan skillfully test every dish for poison, and tasted them one by one, and waited for a while to confirm that there was nothing unusual before serving him. Still feel complicated.

"Brother, you need to care more about yourself." How could he accept such a thing as a drug test with peace of mind, "It's been 12 years, and I'm doing well now, I really don't want you Feel guilty about it again.”

Xiao Chengyuan's eyelids drooped slightly, and his expression seemed to be indifferent as usual: "Where is the interest, it has nothing to do with shame."

If this is true, then it is really a great ambition.

"Not only this, you see that whenever Guangxuan comes to visit, he will tell some of what he has seen and heard in the Jianghu." Guangxuan is born with a lively temperament, and he is not inferior in telling stories. The characters described from his mouth Mountains, rivers, red flowers and green willows, even An Minghui finds it interesting to hear it, not to mention the senior brother who has been tied to him for these years and has almost never traveled far, "There are so many beautiful and interesting things outside, you don't want to go See it for yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chengyuan paused the chopsticks holding the vegetables, stopped at the original place and did not move, lowered his head and did not look at the people around him, and only replied softly: "Young brother is right."

"I've never been in the rivers and lakes, and naturally no one has the leisure to seek bad luck for me." An Minghui said softly, picking up a piece of plum meat and putting it in his senior brother's bowl, "Don't always miss me, there is a chance Go out for a while, so you can tell me when you come back."

"Junior Brother is right." He said the same sullenly, neither rebutting nor moving his chopsticks.

Having been together day and night for more than ten years, if he still can't see that his senior brother is throwing a tantrum, then all these years will be in vain.

An Minghui picked up another small piece of chicken, and this time he directly fed it into Xiao Chengyuan's mouth. He put his head on one hand and smiled slightly, looking at Xiao Chengyuan's slightly puffed side face and reddish ears while chewing. : "Every time I mention these things, my brother will get into trouble with me. If I don't coax you, you will be angry for a long time; if I coax you like this, you will be shy again. I really don't know what you think of me."

Really, as Guangxuan said, like a child who can't be weaned.

"Once your leg is cured, I will show you all the scenery in the world." He promised earnestly word by word, then hesitated for a moment before adding, very reluctantly, "At that time, if you think I'm an eyesore ...I won't force it anymore."

They ate while talking, but when they got along in private, they didn't pay much attention to etiquette. An Minghui swallowed the food in his mouth slowly and smiled: "Sometimes you are stubborn, and sometimes you know how to give in. You and my old friend It’s pretty similar in that regard.”

"It's that Mr. Zhou in your dream again?" Xiao Chengyuan's face turned cold when he heard him mention this person, obviously he didn't like to see this person very much, "It's just a dream of Huang Liang, the marriage in the dream, Can't count."

Occasionally, when he recalled Zhou Lianrong, his expression would always be a little different from usual. After being questioned several times by Xiao Chengyuan, he finally made up the events of that world into his own dream, and moved the background to an easier-to-understand ancient time. The form of the story was told to the brothers.

"Yeah, it's just a dream. Maybe you and I are still in a dream, but we just don't know it." An Minghui echoed casually, but his mood still became a little heavy involuntarily. Sighing, "It would have been fine if I hadn't complied with his wishes at that time, so as not to make people sad for nothing."

Xiao Chengyuan felt that what he said was right, how could his junior brother be so easily attached to others for life?For a person like Junior Brother, it would not be an exaggeration for that person surnamed Zhou to wait another ten years to test his sincerity.

But that's not always the case, what the younger brother did is naturally right, where could there be any mistakes?In his opinion, there is really no need for the younger brother to blame himself.

Thinking of this, he said truthfully: "It's been a blessing for him three lives to have your pity. Don't worry about him."

"Look at you so sore, how angry you are with the man in your dream." Shaking his head helplessly, An Minghui picked another chopsticks of sour bamboo shoots and fed them into his senior brother's mouth, "I'm not worried about this, it's clearly You care."

When alone with An Minghui, Xiao Chengyuan's expression is always three points softer than on the outside, but despite this, he still looks very indifferent, even if he is pointlessly angry, it seems that others can't help but feel intimidated .

He said: "You kiss others in your dreams, but you don't want to treat me like this." When he was a child, An Minghui would occasionally kiss his forehead lightly to comfort him, but since the two grew up, even this is not the same. No more, even if he wanted to take the initiative to kiss his junior, he would be stopped.

An Minghui choked for a while, coughed a few times before answering: "How can senior brother and lover be the same."

To be honest, the brothers and sisters have already reached this age, it really shouldn't be like them living in the same room and sharing the same bed at night.An Minghui also felt that this was inappropriate, but out of various considerations, he finally gave up persuading him.

It's not that I didn't dissuade him before, but the end was a bit tragic, and it didn't matter in the end.

Xiao Chengyuan felt that this reason could not convince himself, but he did not continue to argue, because while talking just now, the meal was almost eaten, and it was time to boil the medicine.

He never let other people handle these things, even the medicinal materials sent by the servants have to be checked one by one, let alone boiling the medicine, in order to keep safe and quiet and cook the medicine himself, he put the medicine in the outhouse. A small stove dedicated to boiling medicine, and the casserole and pottery pots used to boil medicine are also selected the best.

An Minghui was flipping through the book with a book in his hand, and out of the corner of his eye, he could see the servant girl entering the room to collect the dishes on the table and then back out. Before reading it for a long time, he smelled the familiar smell of medicine.

He looked up to the outer room, and saw that Xiao Chengyuan was still dressed in white, handsome and indifferent, like a god who does not eat fireworks in the world, but at this moment he was squatting by the stove, holding a fan and carefully fanning the flames to control the intensity of the flames, blinking his eyes Staring unblinkingly, outsiders should stomp their feet to regret that he wasted his good looks.

The gentleman stays away from the kitchen, but for him, this brother doesn't feel sorry for him no matter how much he spoils himself. If it wasn't for the heavy fumes in the kitchen and he didn't want him to follow him, he would have already made three meals a day by himself.

Seeing Xiao Chengyuan like this, An Minghui often felt tormented in his heart, because although his senior brother didn't know it, he could often catch the strong feeling of deja vu from those cold pool-like eyes. The one looking at him with this kind of eyes was still Zhou Lianrong.However, he is still skeptical about this, because he feels that he is unreasonable and will always be favored by the protagonist for no reason. If it is said to be family and friendship, it is more likely.

He always hoped that after he left, Mr. Zhou could let go and find another good relationship, but he was at a loss when faced with the friendship between his seniors.From various levels, this is a very embarrassing thing. The most embarrassing thing is that if he didn't think too much, then he, as the crushed person, would have noticed it earlier than the crushed person .

But he is not a veteran in the field of love himself, he is still in the stage of hesitation about this matter, because after all, he grew up together, and his senior brother is used to being close to him, and he has never done anything out of the ordinary, which makes him There is no way to judge whether that kind of friendship comes from love or family affection.

Noticing this possibility was a year ago.At that time, Pavilion Master Xiao was away discussing affairs, and an old injury in his youth unexpectedly broke out, and he died after being unable to be cured. From then on, the title of Pavilion Master of Liuyun Pavilion fell on his senior brother.

An Minghui knew about this incident, but he didn't know the exact time it happened, so he kept reminding Pavilion Master Xiao to pay more attention to his body and bring some medicines when he went out, but unfortunately it was of no avail in the end.However, Xiao Chengyuan's biological mother died of bleeding during childbirth. Although Mrs. Xiao now treats them equally kindly and treats them as her own children, they are not related by blood after all.

From then on, he paid more attention to Xiao Chengyuan, he didn't want his relative's death to cast too much shadow on him, and it was precisely because of this extra attention that he discovered the problem.

Pavilion Master Xiao's confidants said that the Pavilion Master had no obsessions before he died, but just as usual, in a calm tone, hoping that Xiao Chengyuan would have justice in his heart.

For this master, An Minghui also respects him very much. Although the other party is a bit stricter, he still really cares about them in his bones. He treats An Minghui, the "son of an old friend", as if he was his own. Biased.

Hmm... When he reached the crown, Pavilion Master Xiao even gave him a signature. He was grateful for this, but he was somewhat entangled.

Because the word An Ruohua always sounds a bit feminine...

Anyway, after Pavilion Master Xiao passed away, Xiao Chengyuan became the only descendant of the Xiao family. In the ancient times when family blood inheritance was valued, it would be a very serious matter to exterminate descendants because of liking men.

Difficulty deciding whether to talk to Xiao Chengyuan directly or not is a problem. Another problem is that he personally feels that the trend of always having a romantic relationship with the protagonist is not very good.The last time his death was so sudden and unclear, he was really not sure whether it was really an accident or man-made, and if it was the latter, whether it was because he failed to complete the due plot.

The existence that dragged himself to perform the task was really weird. He neither explained the goal nor told him whether the last task was judged to be completed or not, and the effective information given was pitifully small.

What An Minghui felt very helpless was that the futures of these two worlds collapsed without knowing it, as if silently mocking how failed he, the villain, was.

If nothing goes wrong, his senior brother should like women, and there is even a heroine in this world who may be called a heroine. This heroine is their old acquaintance, the only girl among those few playmates Home Fan Yulan.

After getting along with each other for these years, he felt that Fan Yulan should be interested in Xiao Chengyuan, but Xiao Chengyuan's side was always true.

While he was thinking wildly, Xiao Chengyuan also boiled the medicine, brought it into the inner room, but put it on the table, and explained to him: "It's a new medicine, and it needs to be cooled completely before it will take effect. I'll give it to you first." Needle."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Chengyuan stepped forward and gently picked him up from the wheelchair, carefully let him lie flat on the bed, then began to skillfully untie his belt, and helped him remove all the clothes on his body that hindered the needle injection remove.

The senior brother often gives him acupuncture, most of the time he only needs to prick the legs, and occasionally he needs to perform acupuncture on the whole body like this. He also went from not being used to it at the beginning to being almost completely used to it later, and he also learned not to reject the senior brother. This whole set of dressing services.

When Xiao Chengyuan undressed him, he lay on the bed and looked into the other person's eyes quietly, as expected, he could see expectation and hope from those dark pupils.

Guangxuan asked him several times complaining: "You don't talk about this lunatic, he's messing around like this all day long, why are you still pampering him?"

An Minghui never really answered this question, and every time he just smiled vaguely and said, "Elder brothers are like fathers, even if they are only senior brothers, there is no reason to contradict them."

The real answer is: How determined does one have to be to keep one's heart from being looked at by those eyes?

Every time he tries a new treatment method, such a look will appear in Xiao Chengyuan's eyes, but this time it seems to be particularly strong.He knew that his legs had almost become his senior brother's heart disease, and whenever there was hope for a cure, the other party was always much more delighted and excited than himself.

Being unable to walk is indeed inconvenient, but An Minghui has always been an open-minded person, and he doesn't feel that his legs have caused him much trouble.It’s a pity that he can’t practice martial arts or go to the rivers and lakes in this era, but he also feels that he reads books every day, occasionally paints and plays the piano on a whim, and chats and laughs when old friends come to visit. life is also very good.

An Minghui lay quietly on the bed, not making a sound to disturb Xiao Chengyuan who was earnestly administering the acupuncture, thinking about many things to himself.

It wasn't until he felt that he was about to fall asleep that he heard Xiao Chengyuan say in a deep voice: "Okay."

Since more than a month ago, Xiao Chengyuan has changed his previous acupuncture method. An Minghui guessed that this should be his newly researched treatment method, and judging from today's performance, it is probably time to accept the results of this stage.

Thinking in this way, when An Minghui sat up and dressed, he began to silently think about how to comfort his brother if he found that the effect was not good.He didn't think so because he didn't believe in Xiao Chengyuan's medical skills, but because the other party would be lost for a while every time he found that the treatment was ineffective. Although he always looked like that indifferent to outsiders, he still could see it. of.

Bringing the cold bowl of medicine to An Minghui to drink, Xiao Chengyuan stared at him closely, and said softly, "You...try to stand up slowly."

Blinking his eyes, he supported the bed under him with one hand, took a deep breath and began to exert force on his legs. As before, he almost immediately felt a sore and weak feeling in his calves, but he was expecting it against his senior brother. He still tried to maintain a calm expression, trying to stand up a little more.

"Well!"

The sudden intensification of pain caused him to lose his balance uncontrollably. He subconsciously cried out in pain and was quickly supported by Xiao Chengyuan, who had been standing by the side, and sat down again.

Seeing his behavior like this, Xiao Chengyuan also knew that the effect of this treatment was still not good.He said "Sorry" in a low voice, then knelt down again without saying a word, massaging An Minghui's legs to relieve the pain as soon as possible.

An Minghui himself didn't feel too disappointed. Although he didn't understand medicine, he somehow knew that it was almost impossible to heal a broken tendon in ancient times, but Xiao Chengyuan was still unwilling to believe it.

"Senior brother, you don't need to blame yourself." He sighed softly, looking at the man with his head down, wondering why he looked stooped and decadent at the moment, even though he was a tall young man, "These legs have been healed It’s the icing on the cake, and it’s no pity that I can’t be cured.”

Xiao Chengyuan just shook his head, didn't speak, and didn't stand up after the massage was over, he just kept his head down in a half-kneeling posture and didn't move.

Just as he was about to say something comforting, An Minghui saw something dripping on the hem of his clothes, and soon fainted a small spot of water.

Brother An, who is physically and mentally strong: "!"

Since the time he was attacked as a child, Xiao Chengyuan has never shed tears in front of anyone. At most, at the beginning, his eyes were occasionally red because of his leg injury, and now An Minghui has not seen him for more than ten years. Xiao Chengyuan's eyes were flushed.

Having said so much, I just want to express that An Minghui is very flustered right now.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?" He stretched out his hand and gently raised Xiao Chengyuan's head, looking at the face that was crying but still indifferent, he felt a little dumbfounded, "What's the big deal, why are you crying?"

"It's my incompetence." Xiao Chengyuan turned his head to the side, and gently rubbed his cheek against An Minghui's hand that wiped his tears, but the tears didn't stop, and his voice, which was always as cold as jade, became hoarse , "I will pick the flowers you like. If you want to go to the mountains, I will take you to the peak. If you want to see the river and the sea, I will buy the best boat... I can do whatever you want to see with my own eyes. take you there."

"It's because I didn't think carefully enough to keep you bored in the pavilion." I only know that I have nothing to ask for if I stay by my junior brother's side, but I forget that my junior brother may not be willing to be trapped in this world.

He thought: I have studied medicine and martial arts all these years, but I still can't do anything.He couldn't heal his junior brother well, and wronged him again.

Only then did An Minghui realize that what he had said before made this person think wrong: "Where did you think, I don't have the literati feelings of traveling around the mountains and rivers, I just want to persuade you not to waste time on me It's cold on the ground, don't kneel like this, get up first."

Xiao Chengyuan didn't realize that there was anything to be afraid of in the world, except that he was afraid of wronging his junior brother. Every time he saw An Minghui's legs, he felt that this world, gods and Buddhas, was really unfair.

The lunatic who caught them back then was killed with a sword through his heart. He who should have suffered these revenges was safe and sound. There are so many evil people in the world who are at large, and so many incompetent people are enjoying the wine pool and meat forest. He is the most kind and open-minded person in the world, but he can only sit in a wheelchair, silently enduring the pain every rainy day.

The younger brother has always been smart. After his legs were injured, he began to study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He learned everything well. His appearance and outline are as handsome as Kunlun jade, and his temperament is as gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Praise the admirable young talents.For this reason, he doesn't even like to hear people praise himself, because he thinks those compliments should belong to his junior.

Pulling Xiao Chengyuan up with some strength, An Minghui let him sit next to him, watching another tear flow from the corner of his eye, he didn't know what to say for a while.

He has always been a person who lacks ambition, and is also good at going with the situation. He always feels that there is nothing to complain about such a life without worrying about food and clothing, but Xiao Chengyuan is extremely concerned, and always feels that such a life is not worthy of him.

My senior brother thinks too highly of me, what should I do?

"I know brother you want to treat me well, but you don't have to be so persistent."

Xiao Chengyuan glanced at him, as if he wanted to show sternness, but with tears in his eyes, he seemed to lose most of his momentum: "You always don't cherish yourself like this."

An Minghui: "...?" The wheelchair sitting under him was almost made of gold, how should he cherish it?

"Always make ends meet, and never ask for anything from me." Rarely did he ask for a trip to the mountains, but he still couldn't heal his junior's legs.

Brother An, who couldn't keep up with his train of thought, thought about it seriously, and felt that the protagonist's thinking this time was still very weird, and it was still a little difficult for him to understand, so he said the truth again: "I think my life is very good..."

"You could have been better."

"..." Then it's really endless to calculate, according to the style of the senior brother, I'm afraid even the throne will be assigned to me in the end, "Everyone has his own ambitions, but I'm used to contentment and happiness. Being raised by you, senior brother like this, is already better than many healthy people."

It is difficult to reach a conclusion if we discuss this topic further, so An Minghui stopped wisely: "Okay, brother, you haven't dealt with the affairs of the court today, so stop chatting, Japan is coming tomorrow, Guangxuan It also means that there are important matters to be discussed tomorrow, and there are still many things to do.”

Although he is the current Pavilion Master of Liuyun Pavilion, Xiao Chengyuan is always very impatient with interpersonal communication, especially he doesn't like to chat with visitors, because these people often talk for a long time without getting to the point, which is really a waste of time.With the time wasted on these people, he'd rather spend researching new treatments.

Because Xiao Chengyuan was never worried about letting others take care of An Minghui, the two were always inseparable. Usually, when Xiao Chengyuan received guests, he would sit by the side and read the books quietly. To make things right, after all, Xiao Chengyuan listens to him the most, even if he is bored in his heart, he will continue to talk to others patiently.

Now that An Minghui sent a message asking him to deal with the affairs, Xiao Chengyuan obediently sat down at the table where the files were placed, and before that, he hadn't forgotten to bring him the book that An Minghui hadn't finished reading before.

The two of them were under the warm lights in the room, one was reviewing the official affairs in the cabinet, and the other was reading the half-read travel notes in their hands, quiet and leisurely.