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Chapter 318 The general committed the following crime again09

Jing Yun didn't know how to answer.

Yan Feng, on the other hand, started talking to him carelessly, pointing his fingers.

"Actually, it's really cute that you behave more obediently at ordinary times. But when you do that kind of thing, I hope you can act a little wilder and don't listen to me so much. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yan Feng taught carefully.

Jing Yun felt like he understood.

But it doesn't seem to be too clear.

So he could only look at Yan Feng with a slight hesitation. He thought for a while and said, "His Royal Highness, you mean that I can be a little rougher?"

"Yes, my understanding is quite good." Yan Feng patted Jing Yun on the shoulder, seeming to be very satisfied with his words.

After a slight pause, he continued: "And I like the way you are full of fire, but you don't have to be patient in front of me. With me, you just need to be your truest self. No matter you are Whatever it is, I can understand and tolerate it. Because I want you to feel happy with me, not to continue to feel depressed with me. Do you understand?"

Understood.

This time I really understand everything.

But to understand is to understand.

Jing Yun was a little confused.

If he really kept his firepower going, could his Royal Highness really be able to withstand it?

You can already see it when you serve the other person. When the two of them had close contact yesterday, he felt it a little more concretely.

Yan Feng is really thin.

I obviously eat a lot every day, but I don’t know where the food I eat is digested. In short, there is no extra meat on his body, no fat, and of course no muscles.

The thin and weak Crown Prince.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stand the torment of a rough guy like him.

But if there is no change at all, it seems that he is unwilling to listen to His Highness the Crown Prince.

So as a well-behaved hound, Jingyun hesitated for a moment, and finally asked a question: "Your Highness, let's take it slow and let you get used to it bit by bit. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it all at once."

It's really not that easy to bear.

But who is Yan Feng?

Lord Bird is not an ordinary mortal. Those things that mortals cannot bear, it is okay for a bird to bear them too, okay?

Jing Yun is a little too confident in himself.

Speaking of which, he is the mortal who needs to weigh himself.

Master Bird is not even afraid of gods.

Can you be afraid that you will fail?

Yan Feng answered in his heart.

But faced with Jing Yun's kindness, he hesitated again and again, but finally refused.

After all, self-praising is self-praising.

Master Bird still has a little idea.

Just because he can bear it doesn't mean he can get out of bed every day.

Now this status is quite special.

What if the emperor suddenly fell ill one day and was summoned to the palace, but if he couldn't get up, wouldn't things suddenly become more troublesome?

So it’s good to be in moderation.

As for those uncontrolled things, let's wait until all the current troubles are dealt with.

Yan Feng came to a conclusion silently in his heart.

And in the next few days, Jingyun did what he said.

He showed some of his true state.

But not a lot.

In short, he can make Yan Feng feel his crazy love, but at the same time, he also always pays attention to and cares about Yan Feng's condition.

The two people cooperated quite well.

In short, this kind of life makes Yan Feng feel much more relaxed than before. Although there is still no way to completely indulge, it turns out that the wild look of a man is what he likes the most and is most excited about.

Within ten days, the Prince's Mansion encountered another assassin.

But this time the situation is different from before.

When the assassins arrived, Yan Feng and Jing Yun were still in the process of exercise, and both of them were awake.

When pleasant things were interrupted like this, both Yan Feng and Jing Yun were filled with strong dissatisfaction.

Yan Feng pointed directly at the sword standing in the corner, and said, "Use this to chop them all down. It doesn't matter if the blood leaks out. The stewards will take care of them."

He had already given such an order, so of course Jing Yun would not hesitate any more.

That night, the sword shone coldly in the moonlight.

In the end, it was dyed red by blood. Not only the sword body, but also the surrounding land was soaked in bright red.

When Jing Yun took action, Yan Feng stood at the door wearing a coat, yawning and looking at everything outside.

He didn't care about the river of blood.

Or speaking from the bottom of his heart, Xiaoniao is also a cold-blooded and ruthless character.

Apart from his gods, he doesn't care about anything else, life or death, blessing or disaster.

When the last assassin's life came to an end under the sword, Yan Feng rang the bell next to him with satisfaction.

Just like last time.

The housekeeper came with a group of people to pick up the "trash".

Yan Feng waved to Jing Yun and asked him to come to his side. Then he raised his hand and wiped off the blood on Jing Yun's face with his fingertips.

Yan Feng shook his head and said, "There is blood all over your body, please wash it off."

Jing Yun nodded obediently.

During the time the two were together, due to Yan Feng's coercion and inducement, and their relationship indeed getting closer, bathing together became a common daily routine.

When the servants moved the bathtub filled with hot water into the house, Jingyun entered it first, and then glanced at Yan Feng. Xiaoniao nodded with a smile, walked over and followed him into the bathtub, and then Sit down in front of him, lie back, and rest comfortably on Jing Yun's chest.

"I heard someone say on the battlefield before that when a person dies, a lot of blood will flow out. It's that scary red color, the same color as my eyes."

Jing Yun suddenly spoke and brought up a topic that Yan Feng didn't expect.

I didn’t understand why he suddenly mentioned this, but Yan Feng hesitated for a moment, then followed him and asked: "So what did you see?"

"All I see are ink stains," Jing Yun said slowly: "When a person is cut open by a long sword, something as pure black as ink stains will flow out of his body. The kind of terrifying thing they said I can’t see red, so naturally I won’t feel any fear.”

Yan Feng frowned and asked him again, "Can't you still see it now?"

After all, Jing Yun said before that he could see the color of his eyes and body.

However, facing his question, Jing Yun finally shook his head.

Subconsciously, he reached out and touched Yan Feng's cheek. Murmuring in response, he said: "I can only see the color of your eyes, or the close emerald color on your body. But when those things leave your body, they will become the same as others, leaving only black Or gray.”

He could distinguish these two colors clearly.

Because I have only seen these in my life.

After a pause, Jing Yun continued: "I used to think that if I could see some other colors in this life, I might be very happy. Including the appearance of blood, I also wanted to take a good look. But now I think about it , it’s better to keep the status quo, it’s best to be able to look at your color and not see anything else.”

Yan Feng was puzzled: "Why do you think so?"

"Because they once said that if I look at blood, I will definitely feel fear." Jing Yun said lightly: "But if I can't see it for the rest of my life, I won't be afraid for the rest of my life. Then I can be your knife forever. , don’t worry about anything else.”