Tsing Yi without sleeves

"My lord, Imperial Physician Liu has arrived."

Ning Yunyu got up and walked out of the study, leading Imperial Physician Liu towards Lin Xuanyuan.

On the way, Ning Yunyu thought about how to threaten Xiao Jun and let him heal his wound obediently.

After entering Linxuan Courtyard, Xiao Jun not only didn't make a fuss, but cooperated with the doctor Liu's diagnosis and treatment very much, but his calm appearance made Ning Yunyu uneasy.

"Doctor Liu, will his injury leave a scar?"

Imperial Physician Liu nodded and said, "Fortunately, the doctor handled it properly before, so it shouldn't leave too many scars."

"Tch——" Xiao Jun suddenly said coldly and sarcastically, "Your Highness really thinks that I am an all-powerful woman, and you don't even want me to keep a scar?"

The room fell into silence for a moment, everyone gasped, Imperial Physician Liu was stunned for a moment, then surprised, this young master spoke too presumptuously.

Although Ning Yunyu was not as fierce and domineering as King Jing'an in the court and the public, he was also a figure who could make the whole court tremble with a single hum. All the civil and military men in the court were respectful, so who would dare to be presumptuous in front of him?What's more, with such a sarcastic and disdainful attitude, Imperial Physician Liu couldn't help but sweat for Xiao Jun.

"This king is naturally reluctant." Ning Yunyu said lightly, without any displeasure.

Physician Liu was very surprised when he heard this.

"Humph--"

Xiao Jun couldn't understand Ning Yunyu's pretentiousness, so he turned his head aside.

Doctor Liu immediately saw that Ning Yunyu treated the young master in front of him very differently, but he didn't dare to think about it, and quickly lowered his head to treat Xiao Jun's wound.

Before leaving, Qin Huan sent Imperial Physician Liu to the door, and said: "Princess Liu, what happened today—"

"Don't worry, my lord, this minister is only here to diagnose and treat typhoid fever for the prince, and there is nothing serious."

The corners of Qin Huan's eyes showed satisfaction, but he was also a sensible person.

In the past few days, the situation in the imperial court was turbulent, and overnight, the world was turned upside down, and Ning Yunyu did not come to Lin Xuanyuan.

Xiao Jun stayed in Linxuanyuan all day long and didn't go out. Looking at the huge and empty Linxuanyuan, he really felt a bit like a canary.

Xiao An brought some collections and albums to relieve Xiao Jun, but Xiao Jun couldn't bear to read any of them, so he threw them aside.

Silently tidying up these collections and picture albums and putting them on the bookshelf, Xiao An felt uneasy in his heart.He had been serving Xiao Jun for some time, and he knew that Xiao Jun was not a bad-hearted master, but he couldn't help but feel a little worried when he saw that his face was becoming less and less angry.This kind of silence makes people feel scared.

Autumn is gradually entering, and the temperature is getting cooler.

Swallows flew from nowhere under the eaves of the courtyard and built their nests here, which were already half built.

Afraid that the chirping birds would disturb Xiao Jun, Xiao An took a pole and prepared to smash the bird's nest.

"Forget it, keep it," Xiao Jun said lightly.

Xiao An was overjoyed, Xiao Jun was finally willing to speak, and said cheerfully, "Okay."

"My lord, do you want something? Xiao An will get it."

At this time, a paper kite floated from outside the courtyard and landed in the courtyard. Xiaoan hurriedly picked it up. The painting on the paper kite was very delicate. Just after picking it up, a person came in from outside the courtyard.

"I'm really sorry, my wife's string to release the paper kite broke, and that's why I accidentally let the paper kite fall into the yard."

"This paper kite belongs to your wife?" Xiao An frowned.

The boy nodded and smiled, "Yes, madam is still waiting for the servant to pick up the paper kite."

Xiao Jun sneered, accidentally?This day is so cloudy, there is no wind at all, who is so leisurely and carefree, this kind of childish trick is just to deliberately come in and watch the jokes of the imprisoned person.

He was rather curious, a down and out person deserves to be inquired by Ning Yunyu's lover, which is really flattering.

Xiao An handed the paper kite back to the man, the man sized Xiao Jun up, and then turned around to go out, Xiao An couldn't help frowning, looking back, Xiao Jun's expression was really bad.

"Young master, don't bother, you're just a slave who doesn't understand the rules." Xiao An said.

"Okay, I know what you want to say," Xiao Jun said lightly, then turned around and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard.

"Young master, do you want to play chess, and the slave will fetch the chess?"

Xiao Jun looked at Xiao An suspiciously, and said, "Can you still play chess?"

"Hey, I know a little bit, but my chess skills are poor, so I can't compare to Young Master. Why don't I get it and play chess with Young Master to relieve boredom?" Xiao An shyly smiled.

"I don't know how to play chess." Xiao Jun said lightly, knocking on the stone table boredly.

"Huh?" Xiao An wondered, he had seen Xiao Jun play chess with Ning Yunyu before, how could he know how to play chess.

That night, the torrential rain came suddenly, with lightning and thunder, and the rain splashed on the blue tiles, like a hole in the Milky Way. Xiao Jun was really afraid that the roof would be leaked.

In the early morning, Xiao Jun pushed open the door, and the air after the rain rushed in.

It rained heavily last night, the bookshelves in the house leaked, and many paintings and calligraphy got wet. Xiao An hurriedly tidied up and took out the salvageable ones to dry.

Xiao Jun suddenly became interested in painting, so he asked Xiao An to move the table into the yard, and Xiao An went to move things out cheerfully.

"What do you want to draw, son?"

"How about drawing you?"

Xiao An blushed and said, "Young Master, what are you doing making fun of the servant?"

"Who's making fun of you? I'm a slave all day long, you go over and sit down, and I'll draw you." Seeing Xiao An's appearance like this, Xiao Jun laughed.

Xiao An happily went over to sit on the stone bench, sitting upright and orderly.

"It's too stiff, be natural, put your hands on the stone table, yes, that's it, don't move, if you move, you will be drawn as a turtle."

Xiaoan stayed still, watching Xiao Jun earnestly draw him, warming his heart.

"Smile, it's so ugly to have a bitter face."

"Oh," Xiao An said quickly, showing an unnatural smile.

After a while, Xiao Jun put away his pen and said to Xiao An: "The painting is finished."

"So fast?" Xiao An got up and ran over. He was very curious about what Xiao Jun would paint him, and no one had ever painted him before.

Xiao An looked down, showing a surprised expression, and praised: "Oh my God, how can you draw so well, you are just like a living person."

"Give it to you," Xiao Jun said seeing him so happy.

"Really?" Xiao An laughed so hard that her mouth parted, she was still amazed, "How did you draw the master? I have seen many portraits of figures, but they are not as vivid as the master. If the prince sees it, he must be amazed."

Xiao Jun was originally smiling, but when he heard the word "Wang Ye", his smile instantly froze on his face.Xiao An quickly realized that she had said something Xiao Jun didn't like to hear at the moment, and said in a low voice: "Your servant is talking too much, son, don't be angry."

"It's okay, go and see if those books are dried, and put them away when they are dried," Xiao Jun bowed his head.

"Hey, good." Xiao An nodded, turned around to pack the dried calligraphy and paintings, and couldn't help but secretly slapped herself on the mouth.

When Ning Yunyu came in from the door, he saw Xiao Jun bowing his head and drawing something. Xiao An was about to salute, but Ning Yunyu raised his hand to stop him.

"What are you drawing?" Ning Yunyu walked behind Xiao Jun, his voice very soft.

Xiao Jun was startled suddenly, and with a force in his hand, halfway through the asparagus picture, there was a cloud of black ink.

"Why are you here?" Xiao Jun asked in surprise, his face became displeased.

"Why, can't I come?" Ning Yunyu raised the corners of his lips and looked at Xiao Jun tenderly.

Xiao Jun turned his head away, how could this person be so calm, like a normal person, is it because he is too deep in the city or is cold-blooded.

These days, he has never been here. Xiao Jun hoped that he would never show up, and at the same time hoped that he would show up.But when Ning Yunyu really came, Xiao Jun felt that it would be better not to come.

When he came, he was in a mess again.

Ning Yunyu saw the portrait on the side, and looked back at Xiao An, Xiao An hurriedly lowered her head in fear, and forgot to put away the portrait just now, the prince's temperament is always unpredictable, I don't know if the prince will care about Xiao Jun's painting His servant.

"The painting is really good, you can draw one for me, too, okay?" Ning Yunyu put down the portrait, looked at Xiao Jun and asked flatteringly.

Xiao Jun's face turned cold, and he said: "My drawing skills are clumsy, how can I draw the prince's demeanor."

"It doesn't matter, I like whatever you draw." After finishing speaking, Ning Yunyu sat where Xiao An was sitting just now, resting his hands on the stone table, his eyebrows warm.

Xiao Jun suddenly smiled strangely, and said: "But you said it." After changing to a clean drawing paper, he started to draw with a brush.

Seeing his appearance, Ning Yunyu thought he was deliberately angry with himself, and painted himself very ugly, or simply painted himself as a cat or a dog to vent his anger. As long as Xiao Jun is happy, no matter what the painting is, even if it is a bastard, he likes it.

Xiao Jun painted very seriously, for a long time, until the sun had set on the mountainside, and Ning Yunyu's hands were a little numb.

"The painting is finished." Xiao Jun said indifferently, looking down at his finished painting, the corner of his mouth couldn't help smiling, but there was a trace of sadness mixed with the ridiculousness.

Ning Yunyu didn't notice Xiao Jun's expression, just stood up, walked over while rubbing his arms, and said with a smile: "I won't be painted as..."

"..." Ning Yunyu couldn't speak, and the lazy smile on his face suddenly sank.

On a broken wooden table, there was an oil lamp, a bowl of food, a pair of chopsticks, and a figure standing beside it.

It's just a silhouette, Ning Yunyu also recognized it, Rongli.

"Does the lord like it?" Xiao Jun raised his head and looked at Ning Yunyu with a smile in his eyes.

Ning Yunyu knew that Xiao Jun still blamed him.

"Why, the prince doesn't seem to like it, but you say you like whatever I paint."

"I like it, of course this king likes it, Xiao An, take the painting and frame it."

Xiao An was in a dilemma, but he didn't dare not to do it. He lowered his head to get the painting on the table, but Xiao Jun picked it up and tore it up before his hands touched the edge.

Xiao Jun looked at Ning Yunyu's frowning, deliberately provocative, and said coldly: "I suddenly feel that you are not worthy of this painting, so it's better to tear it up, lest you get your hands on it, and Rongli will blame me under the spring of."

"Ajun, my patience has a limit." Ning Yunyu said displeased, with a nameless anger in his heart, but there was nowhere to vent it.

Xiao Jun sneered inwardly, why, the mask of hypocrisy can no longer be played at last, "My lord doesn't like it, I will draw another one." Xiao Jun lowered his head and sketched a few strokes of the modern city style.

Ning Yunyu frowned deeply, and Xiao Jun said with an innocent face: "Your lord's expression, do you think you can't understand it?"

"It seems that the prince is not happy again. If the prince is not happy, he will kill people. Anyway, I am also a slave, and no one cares about me when I die." Xiao Jun smiled and stretched out his hand to caress the painting on the table, and said in a low voice: "It's fine to die , maybe I’ll go back here.”

Ning Yunyu raised his head abruptly, the anger in his heart suddenly turned into panic, is he painting his original world?What is Xiao Jun thinking, begging to die?He remembered Xiao Jun's origin, he came because of "death", and now he wants to go because of "death"?

no!Ning Yunyu was in a panic, stretched out his hand and tore the painting to pieces. After tearing it up, he became anxious again, and grabbed Xiao Jun's hand with such force that it hurt Xiao Jun.

Xiao An on the side stood restlessly, and he was dizzy for a while when he heard what Xiao Jun said. The two tore up a painting one after another, and became tense, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Seeing Ning Yunyu's flustered and tense look, Xiao Jun felt a burst of joy in his heart. There are always things in this world that Ning Yunyu cannot control.

What is he afraid of, is he afraid that he will really leave this world?

Xiao Jun smiled helplessly. What he said was just to anger Ning Yunyu on purpose. If he died in this world, he might really die.

After death, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But he is afraid of death.