Hard to be a shadow guard

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, half an hour...

Whether it's long or short, it's like years for Xuanying.

The initial pain in his body has gradually disappeared, leaving only numbness.

But his eyes were staring at the room not far away that was still emitting light from the beginning to the end, watching the figures inside walking back and forth, and finally fell down without any movement.

Xuanying should have known it long ago, when he was stopped by Tianren outside the palace a few days ago, he had already expressed the attitude of the lord, and he was nothing more than treating him as an abandoned son, and he no longer needed his useless sword.

He also didn't know the meaning of his persistence and stubbornness now, just like now, kneeling in front of the Lord's room with injuries all over his body, talking about resuming his life, but in fact he just wanted to see the Lord again.

Faced with such a self, Xuan Ying almost spurned herself to death.

But no matter how much he mocked and belittled himself, he really couldn't let Xuanying leave.

During this period of waiting, Xuan Ying also thought and thought, sometimes troubled by physical discomfort, it is inevitable that there will be times when his consciousness is chaotic, but when he is awake, he is really thinking.

Think about the promise the Lord made to him before, and then think about what you really want.

If what the lord said before, "The gate of the palace has been reserved for you" was just a joke, or it was purely for appeasement and deception, it would be too chilling, and Xuanying would not use such malicious speculation to slander the lord. superior.

Not to mention, he didn't need this kind of deception, as long as it was the Lord's order, he would never hesitate no matter what.

But at the same time, when this assumption is not established, what would make the Lord make such a decision?

Xuanying thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a suitable explanation. At the same time, his brain continued to feel dizzy.

Reason told him that Xuanying should leave.

But emotionally speaking, how can he leave willingly if he can't see the person he misses?

Xuanying didn't even know, if he left here, would he still have a chance to meet the Lord in the future?

"Subordinate Xuanying, report to the Lord..." He tried his best to raise his voice, but the last words he said could only linger in his ears.

And in the room a few steps away, Xie Yiqian seemed to be busy with his own affairs, but since Xuanying knelt in his courtyard, his attention never left Xuanying.

Xie Yiqian's skills were all taught by the former film leader himself. In recent years, he seldom did it in front of others, but his internal martial arts strength has not declined at all. It is even said that his current martial arts is not inferior to Tianren and others.

In this way, while he is controlling his inner strength, it is easy to know what is going on outside the house.

Because of this, he also clearly heard the tiny "See you".

Hearing from Tianren, Xuanying's tendons are almost completely abolished, not to mention how long it will take to raise it, even all kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures will inevitably consume it.

These are trivial matters, as long as Xie Yiqian is willing, he can provide those medicinal materials and give Xuanying enough time to recuperate.

But the problem was, facing the kneeling shadow guard outside the house, and feeling the weaker breathing of the other party, Xie Yiqian felt an emotion called "cowardice" for the first time.

He didn't dare to see Xuanying.

Whether he admits it or not, the one-night marriage that Xie Yiqian tried his best to ignore is still affecting him vaguely.

Originally, he only thought that when the time was long enough, even if Xuanying didn't want to leave anymore, Tianren and the others would take him away.

But Xie Yiqian didn't expect that he couldn't wait for the person to leave, but he suddenly felt that the person kneeling in the yard was about to fall.

When Xuanying finally couldn't hold on anymore, his knees softened, and he jumped straight forward.

At the moment when his forehead was about to touch the ground hard, a pair of warm palms just touched Xuanying's forehead.

Xie Yiqian exerted a little force on his hands, and lifted Xuanying up out of thin air.

Xuanying's mind was in a daze, and he didn't know that he was saved from a bloody head in the chaos, but he just stared blankly at the half-squatting figure in front of him.

A little familiar.

Who is it?

Xuan Ying stared at a pair of round eyes, the depths of which were filled with starlight, and his pale lips made him namelessly reveal his fragility.

The corners of his lips trembled slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "... who is it?"

As soon as these words came out, Xie Yiqian was immediately amused by him.

The previous pity for Xuan Ying had turned into attraction when the four eyes met, and after Xuan Ying said it, Xie Yiqian suddenly felt that this child was quite funny!

But soon, Xie Yiqian felt his forehead burning hot.

He was startled, then frowned tightly.

Xie Yiqian simply stretched out his hand, opened his arms to half embrace Xuanying, and shouted along the way: "Diren is here, Xuanying has a fever!"

Xuan Ying was startled by the sudden contact, he waited for a long time, then heard the vibration of the voice next to his ear, and finally woke up: "My lord!"

After finishing speaking, Xuanying was about to struggle to leave, he even ignored how ambiguous his posture was when Xie Yiqian was half-embracing him.

But this time, Xie Yiqian restrained him and leaned against his ear: "Don't move!"

"I know you're coming back to life, what's the matter after you recover from your injuries, what happened before... this king will give you an explanation."

Xuanying was completely stunned by the heat in his ears, and for a while, he didn't notice the hand that was slowly climbing up the back of his neck behind him.

Until his ear rang again: "Sorry..."

Xuanying felt a pain in the back of his neck, and surprise flashed across his eyes, but he didn't have time to think about it, and was soon completely shrouded in darkness.

Xie Yiqian bumped into the body in his arms without any accidents, and he turned his eyes to Diren who was walking: "Take him back, heal his injuries and come see me again."

After all, at the last moment, Xie Yiqian still flinched.

He still didn't dare to face Xuanying directly.

Whether it's looking into those sincere and sincere eyes, or facing Xuan Ying's possible disappointment...

Three days passed in a flash, and it was another night of silence, Xuan Ying stayed in her room to recuperate.

After returning from that night, he never left the bed for half a step, it was not because he was not tired of the long hair on the crooked bed, and it was not because he was not in a hurry to see the Lord.

But Tianren's cold-eyed Diren's silver needle and Huang Mei's nagging couldn't stand up, several people took turns to fight, as long as Xuanying had the slightest intention to move, someone would always come out to stop him.

In such a situation, I can't help Xuanying what to think

There were many times when Xuanying couldn't help doubting whether the embrace he touched that night a few days ago was real or not.

Is it a dream, or is it real?

Just when Xuanying fell into memories unknowingly, there was a bang, and the door was swung open.

Xuanying turned her head to look, and saw that Diren was extremely flustered, looking at him with a tangled face, opening and closing his mouth several times but hesitating to speak.

"What's the matter?" Xuanying was puzzled, and sat up on the bed.

It was even more difficult for Di Ren to make a choice when he heard the words, and even shame appeared on his face.

But after he hesitated for a moment, Diren still said: "My lord, the poison of love has flared up, you..."