After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

In his previous life, Ying Shiyi was too silent.

To outsiders, he is a quiet, stagnant pool of water, stubbornly confined to one place and never interacting with others.

Unlike young men who have just come of age, they are too steady.

Even during the more than one month that they depended on each other in the dense forest of southern fog, Ying Shiyi carefully hid his guilty conscience and emotions.

But Lou Jingyu knew that was not the case.

Shadow Eleven is not a dark pool of water, but a shining jade.

That bit of pride and cunning was enough for Lou Jingyu to get a glimpse of his state of mind.

That was the third day after they became intimate. Before that, Lou Jingyu had already carried Ying Shiyi on his back for a day, and Ying Shiyi didn't want him to carry her on his back anymore.

The 21-year-old young man was immature, silent, and like a cold and indifferent piece of wood in front of him, but he was also very stubborn. He wished he could stay three meters away from him and refused to let him carry him on his back anymore.

"You have a wound on your back!" Lou Jingyu pointed at him and said.

Lou Jingyu has never been a good-tempered person.

At that time, he was very angry at Ying Shiyi's stubbornness. He tried to persuade him at first, but later he gave him a direct and tough order. However, Ying Shiyi, who had always been obedient and loyal, was very stubborn this time.

Ying Eleven stood in front of him, head lowered, lips pursed, and said nothing.

After a long while, he finally said, "It's fine."

Lou Jingyu knew that it was because both of them were injured and Ying Shiyi didn’t want him to waste any more energy.

But why is this shadow guard so stupid? Why is he still thinking about others at this critical moment?

Are all the secret guards trained in the Dark Chamber like this?

Normally, I don't see Ying San and Ying Si like this. When they were asked to rest, when they were given money and snacks, they were all happy...

The guy in front of him even offered to carry him on his back, and he was asking for trouble by walking on his own.

Although it was the first time for him and Ying Shiyi, he had occasionally heard of men doing this kind of thing, and would feel a little uncomfortable afterwards.

Lou Jingyu still remembers that Duan Chunhui and Lian Jue had a quarrel, but they reconciled the next day. Duan Chunhui looked very happy at that time, but his posture was awkward when he walked.

He rarely showed concern at that time, but Duan Chunhui hummed for a long time, and finally said "You don't understand" and left.

Lou Jingyu really didn’t understand at the time, but he remembered it now.

A man needs to be well prepared to be favored by his wife.

But here, Lou Jingyu was bewildered and wanted the person without having anything.

He had seen that Ying Shiyi was injured.

It's only the third day, so he may not be fully recovered yet.

It was also the first time that Lou Jingyu was so considerate of someone.

He never feels guilty towards anyone, and this moment is no exception.

But another feeling similar to but different from guilt appeared in his heart. At that time, he didn't know that it was called heartache.

But when he thought that Ying Shiyi was like this because of him, he couldn't help but soften his tone.

"Although my true energy is in disarray and my skills have been sealed, I am not a useless person. My physical fitness is very good. You don't have to worry about me. I can still carry you on my back."

Ying Shiyi was probably surprised by his gentle tone and finally looked up at him.

"Master, I don't need you to worry so much."

"Hmm?" Lou Jingyu frowned.

Ying Shiyi quickly changed his words: "I have recovered and can go on my own."

As he spoke, he turned over and swung the sword in his hand. His movements were smooth and graceful, like a black butterfly fluttering in the depths of the jungle, light and agile.

Before Lou Jingyu could call him, Ying Shiyi fell to the ground.

"Master, I'm really fine. You see, it doesn't hinder my use of the sword at all." Ying Eleven said seriously.

Lou Jingyu sighed, seeming very helpless, and finally had to let him do it.

Everyone listens to him.

Ying Shiyi then smiled. This was the first time Lou Jingyu saw him smile.

He thought that Ying Shiyi was used to having a blank expression and he would never have the chance to see him smile.

The young man smiled, as if a snow lotus had bloomed on an iceberg, clean and pure, yet with a little pride in having fulfilled his wish and a hint of cunning.

Lou Jingyu knew that this actor was good-looking, but he didn't know that he had a unique kind of cool beauty when he smiled.

After all, he is still young, Lou Jingyu thought at the time, and still has some childish nature.

"If you want to go, go ahead. I won't carry you anymore." Lou Jingyu smiled, curling the corners of his lips.

Now Lou Jingyu wondered when he had handed over the decision-making power to others.

At that time, I was already moved...

It's just that this feeling and emotion are too unfamiliar. I am also a blank slate in terms of emotions, and I have been pampered for a long time, so I didn't expect it.

……

"Ayu, why don't you drink? Is it not to your liking?"

Ying Shiyi's words brought Lou Jingyu back to his senses. Lou Jingyu looked at his clear eyes and the undisguised concern in them, and his heart was deeply moved.

I have returned, and the person in front of me is the eighteen-year-old Ying Shiyi.

He was still aloof, but he became more lively because of me. I would chat with him about daily life, share what I saw and heard with him, and unconsciously act like a spoiled child and call him Ah Yu...

Things are different now and I won't make the same mistake again.

Only after thinking this did I calm down.

Lou Jingyu touched Ying Shiyi's head and said, "Shiyi gave it to me, so how can it not suit my taste? I'll drink it now."

As he spoke, he quickly finished a bowl of pear soup.

"Is it delicious?" Ying Shiyi asked.

"Yeah, very sweet." Lou Jingyu looked at him and replied, his eyes full of smiles.

After Ying Shiyi finished eating half of the pear in his bowl, Lou Jingyu came over and hugged him in his arms.

The big hand stroked Ying Shiyi's back, moving up along the spine one vertebra at a time, and finally placed his hand on the back of Ying Shiyi's neck, stretching out his hand and gently pinching the soft flesh there.

"Ayu, it's itchy."

Ying Shi snuggled into his arms as he spoke, and the hand that was originally on Lou Jingyu's shoulder was now wrapped around his neck.

Lou Jingyu chuckled and hugged him tighter, wrapping his strong and powerful arms around him, not giving him any chance to get off his legs.

Fortunately, Ying Shiyi never runs away and always lets him hold him obediently.

Perhaps she sensed Lou Jingyu's momentary unrest, so she rested her chin on his shoulder and stayed with him quietly.

This hug lasted for a long time, and Lou Jingyu didn't want to let go.

Knowing that Ying Shiyi had not taken a lunch break today because he had gone to visit Ying Jiu, he coaxed Ying Shiyi to sleep.

Then he wrapped the cloak around Eleven and wanted to take him back to Canglan Palace for a rest.

The snow outside seemed to be falling heavier. Snowflakes floated on Lou Jingyu's face, making his steps quicker.

The wind found its way into his wide sleeves, but his expression did not change. He simply held the person in his arms tightly, allowing the person covered by the cloak to return to the warm bed without being disturbed by the wind and snow.

There were several charcoal fires burning in the room, making it extremely warm.

Ying Shiyi safely moved from Lou Jingyu's arms to the bed.

Lou Jingyu lit a censer of incense, and the hot steam permeated the air. As the saying goes, warm fragrance helps people sleep, and Ying Shiyi slept even more soundly.

Lou Jingyu moved the official business into the hall for approval, and while guarding Ying Shiyi, he walked around the hall to make sure all the windows were closed.

I don’t want Eleven to be disturbed by the wind and snow.

Lou Jingyu kissed his forehead and whispered, "Eleven, sleep well."