Prison of Black Wounds

, the body wanted to sit up one step faster than the mind, but just raised his upper body, the powerlessness forced him to fall back on the bed again.

The maid frantically helped him up, and put a soft pillow on his back so that Cannathor could sit comfortably on the bed.

Long Yan happened to come over with a medicine bowl in his hand: "You, although the wound has completely healed, you lost a lot of blood at that time, and your body is still weak after being in a coma for seven days. Come on, drink the medicine , to replenish blood."

Naser took the medicine bowl, raised his head and drank the medicine juice without looking at it, and handed the bowl to the maid.

"What about him?"

"Who?"

Long Yan grabbed Naser's hand to check his pulse, asking questions knowingly.

Nasser closed his eyes irritably: "You know."

Long Yan put down his hand and chuckled lightly: "Don't worry, I won't die for the time being, it will be raised in my medicine pavilion."

"What do you mean not being able to die temporarily? I mean not being able to die. Didn't you understand?"

Naser said that he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, but Long Yan quickly blocked him and pushed him back on the bed. Naser stared at him displeasedly and said, "What are you doing?"

Long Yan rolled his eyes and sighed helplessly: "It should be what you want to do?"

"I'm going to see him."

"He is not in a hurry, right? Do you know that Chu Man is also very unhappy because we have to rush back to the wounded city because of your order? What you have to do now is not to visit your former enemy, but to appease Chu Man, if he hadn't expected this time, we would probably have died there, and, because of your injury, Chu Manke lost quite a bit of anger."

Thinking of Chu Man, Naser's head became even bigger. His cousin has been strict since he was a child, and because of education, he regarded himself as his only king since he was a child, and his requirements were stricter than Naser's father. If he rashly went to Sen Qiu Yi's appointment, he would probably read it for a while.

Naser sighed, retreated to the bed and said helplessly, "I see, let him come to see me later."

"Hehe, I guess he's already outside the door right now."

"..." Naser stroked his temple, and suddenly looked up at Long Yan.

Long Yan was stared at by him for a long time, but he didn't see him talking, so he asked a little uncomfortable: "What's the matter? Just talk if you have anything to say, is there anything difficult to say between us?"

Nasser touched his eyebrows deeply, and said calmly, "Before I passed out, I seemed to see him."

"Who?"

"Burn."

"Isn't he always there?"

"No, I mean mine, I saw the crimson peony." Naser stared closely at Long Yan's expression, making Long Yan unable to avoid it, even if he panicked for a moment, he couldn't escape Nasher's eyes, "You do know, don't you? He was there at the time, didn't he?"

"I……"

What to say?

Tell him the truth?

But... how should Nasser face it?

Long Yan hesitated to speak in embarrassment.

Naser read a lot of emotions from his expression, how could he just let him go like this, he knew the answer was already coming, so he sat up straight, looked at his friend seriously, and said in a commanding tone for the first time: "Long Yan, don't lie to me."

"he……"

"He was there."

This voice was deep, steady and powerful, just like its owner, calm and calm without any hesitation.

Naser looked suspiciously at the man who pushed the door in, but his gaze was quickly attracted by the person behind him. Even Long Yan showed an incredulous expression, and stood up involuntarily.

"He... he is..."

Long Yan pointed at the young man behind Chu Man in surprise. Although he had never seen Ran in Naser's memory, he could vaguely see the general idea. He couldn't believe his eyes, and subconsciously looked back at Naser's expression , Sure enough, the other party was as full as himself and dared not send letters, he frowned and cast a disapproving look at Chu Man.

Could it be that Chu Man really wanted to just muddle through like this?

What he said before that he has a way is referring to this?

Now Long Yan has the urge to leave immediately. He really doesn't want to see Chu Man's defeat when Naser exposes him. After all, this proud and confident man has never failed.

however……

"Burn?"

Long Yan cast an incredulous look at Nasser almost reflexively.

no?Did he believe it?

At this time, Chu Man and the young man who looked like Ran came slowly, Naser got off the bed very excitedly, his face was full of excitement, Long Yan who saw this scene suddenly felt that he almost didn't know these two friends up.

He retreated wisely and stood aside, staring at Chu Man with displeasure, but the other party started to make up lies as if he didn't see it.

"Amnesia?"

"Hmm..." The young man stood nervously in front of Nasser, he didn't even dare to say a word, almost all of them were Chu Man.

"After he was imprisoned and abused by the old king Wushang, he was only breathless. The criminal officer thought he was dead and threw him into a mass grave. Fortunately, he survived the catastrophe and was rescued by the body collector, but he lost his life. All the memories, the corpse collector suspected that he had offended the Wushang King, so he let him leave the city of Wushang to avoid the eyes and ears of the Wushang King. He fled all the way and was finally caught by the wood wolf tribe. Just when Sen Chou captured 20 troops..."

Chu Man once said, "I never lie, if one day I lie, it must be for your own good."

At this moment, Chu Man definitely didn't feel that he was lying, because he had already digested the lie into facts before lying, so when Chu Man was lying, he could not blush, breathe, or even blink his eyes.

Long Yan couldn't stand it anymore, sighed softly, said "I'll go back first" and quietly left Naser's room.

Chu Man watched Naser stroking the peony under the fake "burning" neck obsessively, raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and said: "He has lost his previous memory and is a stranger to you. Since he has returned, Take your time."

Nasser nodded gently, and his mood gradually returned to calm. He greedily looked at the person in front of him. His personality changed, he grew taller, and his body also turned dark. He was no longer that green and fair boy.

Chu Man, who had achieved his goal, had already exited the room at some point, but bumped into Long Yan outside the door who hadn't left yet.

He raised his eyebrows: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"What are you doing? Afraid I'll expose you?" Long Yan rolled his eyes at him, "It's really hard work for you to find someone like an illusionist."

"Hmph, how deep do you think the relationship that has been refrigerated for ten years can be? That inexplicable obsession will soon fade away. When the palace is completed, I will arrange for the nobleman's daughter to meet him."

Chu Man spoke confidently. He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, but he was puzzled by Long Yan's behavior: "Are you surprised?"

Long Yan gritted his teeth but couldn't refute: "Chu Man, people like you don't understand feelings at all."

"Hmph, what's the use of that kind of disturbing thing?"

"You will regret this."

Chu Man watched Long Yan's angry back with a sneer, feeling that his anger was really inexplicable.

16

Ten years is not very long, but it is not short either. At least for Nasser, the yearning accumulated for ten years needs a reason to vent anyway.

However, the excitement and excitement when we saw each other was only temporary, especially when he was alone in the memory, Naser always felt a little lost. He found that there was only the past between them, and "Ran" was always strange and nervous towards him. He was no longer the wayward boy in his memory. He called himself "Your Majesty", and he didn't even dare to speak loudly. And laughing, even if Naser tried his best to act like an ordinary lover, it couldn't change it.

[Give him some time, and the memory will always come back. 】

Nassar comforted himself in this way, but there was always a thin figure flashing in his mind, he forced himself to get busy, it is best to go out now, because he refused to think about some things.

For example... Chu Man's lies.

"What? I thought you had forgotten."

It was half a month later when Naser came to Longyan's medicine house.

In the past two weeks, Nasser's insomnia symptoms not only did not get better, but got worse.

Many things that he didn't want to face and reject appeared in his dreams, and he was tortured every night and couldn't sleep. Obviously that person had returned to him, but his face in the dream was still blurred, and eventually it would always be replaced by bright red eyes Every time he wakes up, he always sweats all over his body, so he thinks of Long Yan, whom he hasn't seen for a long time, and at the same time he has to think about the injured person.

Long Yan said that his health was very bad, not to mention that half a month had passed, even if it took another year, he would not be able to recover.

He still couldn't get out of bed, and the wound kept getting better again and again, but when Naser came to the pharmacy, the man stood quietly at the door.

To Naser's relief, there was a faint glimmer of light in his dark eyes, indicating that his vision was recovering.

The dark blue gown was too loose, which made him look paler and thinner. A large section of black and white hair was cut off, from the original waist length to shoulder length, but the cut was not neat and still messy , the disobedient bangs covered most of his face, and his slightly parted lips were still bloodless, but it wasn't like Long Yan said that he couldn't even get out of bed.

"He, I heard that you are coming, so he is willing to take medicine obediently."

Long Yan warmed up herbal tea in a purple sand pot, and said, "Then talk slowly, I'll mix the medicine for you, and... don't chat for too long."

Not long ago, Nasser felt heartbroken for this man, because of him he went into the enemy camp alone, but he never thought that meeting him at this moment would be so embarrassing.

Nasser silently watched the top of the kettle slowly