Dongfang Bubai's Reborn Yang Lianting

Always so stupid.

She clearly has everything in the world, but she is always willing to treat him like this with all her heart and soul.

"You don't need to explain anything." Dongfang Bubai took a deep breath as if he had seen through what Yang Lianting was thinking, and turned his face away to interrupt what he wanted to say, "Now you are awake."

"Then it doesn't matter."

Dongfang Bubai paused, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Brother Lian, as long as you live in peace, I don't care about anything."

This talk has no beginning or end.

Yang Lianting frowned, a bad feeling vaguely flashed in his heart for some reason, he shook his head, only thinking that the feeling was absurd, he didn't say anything, he patted the bed beside him, and signaled Dongfang Bubai to lie down and follow him sleep together.

It was late at night, looking out from the window, the sky outside was dark and dense, with a faint wind, but the room was warm as spring, with warm yellow candlelight.

Dongfang Bubai lay beside Yang Lianting.

Smelling the pleasant pine fragrance from the person beside him, Yang Lianting slowly relaxed his body.

In fact, the wound on his body was in severe pain, and the wound was connected with nerves twitching. Even though he had amazing endurance, he couldn't restrain his pale face. Fortunately, the light was so faint that he couldn't see clearly.

At this moment, Dongfang Bubai was sleeping next to him, sinking all complicated and chaotic thoughts. He recalled the few days when he was tied up in the water prison before, as if it had been a lifetime.

Dongfang Bubai's shallow breath lingered in his ears, ethereal like a song, Yang Lianting smiled softly.

"Dongfang, in fact, there is no need to call it Ping Yizhi at all."

Dongfang didn't understand.

"With you by my side, it's much more useful than a flat finger."

"......."

Dongfang Bubai frowned and wanted to refute, but before he could say anything, Yang Lianting leaned forward slightly, and kissed Dongfang Bubai's lips.

What a pain. The wound.

With such movements, Yang Lianting could even feel the wound on his abdomen being torn open, and fresh blood flowed out from the wound.

There was cold sweat streaming out of his forehead, but he took a deep breath and deepened the kiss with Dongfang Bubai.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

In Yang Lianting's mind, there was only one thought left.

Orient, his Orient.

very nice.

But the kiss didn't last too long.

Dongfang Bubai's six senses were astonishing, he soon smelled the smell of blood coming out of Yang Lianting's body, he was almost startled, and quickly bounced back to end the kiss, pursing his lips, after checking Yang Lianting's injuries, his face turned pale again A few points.

"Yang Lianting, you're messing around again."

"Does it hurt?"

"And so much blood—"

"I'll call Ping Yizhi right away."

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I'm really a real mother. . .oh hello

In the next chapter, I will write in reverse what happened after Yang Lianting fainted at the Wulin Conference

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## Chapter 49

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In front of him, Dongfang Bubai had always been obedient and soft. At this moment, he was afraid of touching the wound on his body, so he kept still and let him ask for anything.

Lips are moist and soft.

Yang Lianting is even more greedy and dissatisfied.

Even though he was so seriously injured, he still couldn't help but want to go deeper and ask for more when he kissed Dongfang Bubai like this.

Before being tied, beaten, poisoned and tortured, all the dark and negative emotions seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the person in front of him. Yang Lianting felt that his soul was soaked in the warm water. In the water, it was completely stretched out, and the ironing was outrageous.

Opening his eyes, seeing Dongfang Bubai's flushed cheeks, and the supple fair cheeks with closed eyes, Yang Lianting's throat felt slightly dry, and he felt his body suddenly on fire.

But in the next second, after smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, Dongfang Bubai seemed to have reacted suddenly, jumped up from the bed, and quickly stood on the spot. .

His arms were empty, Yang Lianting was taken aback for a moment, but after understanding why, he couldn't help but laugh wryly.

"There's so much blood—I'll call Ping Yizhi right away—"

Dongfang Bubai's face was pale, looking at his wound, standing there, frowning slightly, his lips were tightly drawn into a line.

Looking at his expression, Yang Lianting almost suspected that the injured person was not herself, but Dongfang Bubai.

He looked at it, and it seemed that it hurt a lot more than himself.

His hands were shaking slightly.

"Does it hurt, Brother Lian, don't panic, I...I'll call Ping Yizhi right away, don't move around—"

Such a decisive, high-ranking, and powerful person, at this moment, just seeing Yang Lianting shed a little blood, can actually panic like this.

Looking at him, Yang Lianting couldn't help but sighed softly in her heart.

"It's such a beautiful day, it's just a pity that the timing is wrong." Yang Lianting deliberately lowered her voice, prolonging the end, leaning halfway on the bed, feeling quite helpless.

However, those eyes fell on Dongfang Bubai, and there were some vague ambiguities and obvious regrets.

Dongfang Bubai's body was still extremely stiff, he pursed his lips, watching him without saying a word.

"Dongfang, you are really more effective than that golden medicine detoxification." Yang Lianting stretched out his hand to the person in front of him, "Wait until I recover—"

"I will never let you go again."

This is too ambiguous.

Also too deliberate.

No matter how emotional Dongfang Bubai was at this moment, he could tell that Yang Lianting was enduring the pain and comforting himself.

The hands under the robe were slightly tightened, he was silent for a while, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on Yang Lianting who was on the bed, "You need to hurry up."

"Yang Lianting, you have not been married to me for a long time, if you just die like this—"

"...I can't see you bleeding."

Pausing for a while, Dongfang Bubai smiled lightly, looked at Yang Lianting's face, "I don't want to see you bleed."

"When you're bleeding—" Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyes slightly, "I can't wait to kill everyone."

"rest assured."

Yang Lianting held Dongfang Bubai's hand, "How can I die so easily."

"I just got married to the leader, and I haven't consummated the house a few times—" Yang Lianting blinked, and said rather rascally, "I can't bear it."

"..." Dongfang Bubai couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief seeing that this man was still joking, but after hearing what he said, he still couldn't help but waved his sleeves and turned his back to Yang Lianting, ignoring him.

But the slightly red earlobes betrayed him.

Yang Lianting could see clearly on the bed, she couldn't help shaking her head and chuckling, but her heart became softer.

His east...

Ping Yizhi came very quickly.

The eerie looking thin old man was carrying a wooden medicine box on his back. He could hardly hear any footsteps. He walked in at some point, glanced at the blood oozing from Yang Lianting's stomach, but didn't say much. Silently opened the medicine box and gave Yang Lianting the needle silently.

While I was doing the consultation, I suddenly heard a commotion outside.

"Master, I heard that Yang Lianting has woken up!"

"The old boy begged to see the leader, brother Yang!"

Tong Baixiong's voice?His voice was extremely loud, and he didn't restrain himself even at this late hour, as if he was stopped by the guards outside the door, but he still refused to give up.

Hearing him call himself Brother Yang, Yang Lianting's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help looking at Dongfang Bubai.

Dongfang Bubai's expression didn't fluctuate even the slightest bit. He completely regarded Tong Baixiong as air, and stared at Ping Yizhi as he gave Yang Lianting the needle.

"Master, Elder Tong—Elder Tong said he must come in—"

The maid who delivered the medicine before walked in bowed, trembling with fright, her voice was too low, for fear of angering Dongfang Bubai, "Elder Tong said that he has something to tell you to Guard Yang, otherwise, he will Kneeling outside and unable to get up—"

Sure enough, it was something Tong Baixiong could do.

Yang Lianting shook his head in his heart, and couldn't help chuckling, that Tong Baixiong was like a straight-stern, extremely stupid, and didn't know how to turn around at all.

In the previous life, it was because of this appearance that he offended him, so he tried every means to persuade Dongfang and killed that old thing with his own hands.

Although Tong Baixiong is still at odds with him in this life - but since he is really loyal to Dongfang wholeheartedly, he is not so annoying anymore.

With a lot of thoughts, he was emotionally chaotic, when he heard Dongfang Bubai's faint voice: "Brother Lian has not recovered from his serious injury, and I don't want to see anyone."

"If he wants to kneel, let him kneel outside."

In the end, Ping retracted the needle with one finger to stop the bleeding, bowed towards Dongfang Bubai, and said in a hoarse and gloomy voice: "Report to the leader, the knife wound in Guard Yang's stomach is not serious, and it will heal after a long time of cultivation."

Dongfang Bubai nodded, but Ping Yizhi had no intention of retreating.

Yang Lianting's heart skipped a beat, and then she saw Dongfang Bubai pursed her lips slightly, looked at Ping and pointed, then nodded slightly, signaling him to go out first.

as predicted.

"Brother Lian, lie down and rest for a while, I'll help you get the medicine." Dongfang Bubai looked calm, and said softly: "The wound is bleeding, although it has stopped, but I have to change the medicine again before I can rest assured. .”

Yang Lianting nodded as if he didn't feel anything wrong, "Go, help me get something to eat by the way?"

He gave a wry smile and rubbed his stomach, "I was hungry just now, and now I feel uncomfortable, I want to drink some porridge or something."

Hearing that he was hungry, Dongfang Bubai immediately became a little anxious, "What do you want to eat, I will arrange for my servants to do it now?"

"It's time, don't worry too much." Yang Lianting leaned on the bed and smiled softly, "Get some porridge or something, just warm it up a little bit."

Dongfang Bubai responded, and went out with Ping Yizhi.

After going out, only the trembling maid was left in the room. Yang Lianting lay quietly on the bed for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is Elder Tong still kneeling outside?"

The maid never expected that Yang Lianting would talk to her, she was startled, she knelt down on the ground with a plop, she nodded incoherently, she couldn't speak clearly.

Yang Lianting looked at her, his eyes darkened a little imperceptibly.

He had seen this maid before on Heimu Cliff.

Although he is respectful and afraid of the East, he will never become what he is now, let alone be so afraid of himself——

So, what did Dongfang do when he was unconscious?

Heart sank slightly, Yang Lianting exhaled lightly, turned her head to look at the maid who was kneeling next to her, and said softly, "Go and call Elder Tong in."

Yang Lianting imagined countless scenes of meeting Tong Baixiong.

In the absence of Dongfang Bubai, that old man would probably scold him, reprimand him, and even take out a knife to tear him apart.

But he never thought of it.

Tong Baixiong walked in aggressively with a gloomy face, and stood there looking at him with complicated eyes for a long time.

Plop.

Shen Shen knelt down.

"Although my old boy can't understand you, I am very grateful to you and finally woke up."

Tong Baixiong said that on the day of the martial arts conference, many people died.

He said he had never seen such an undefeated East.

Like crazy, like possessed by a demon, like really wanting to kill everyone in the world by himself.

"My old boy, I have always regarded the leader as my own brother, and I am loyal. In this life, no one who dares to deceive and betray the leader will do!"

"At first I found out that he likes you, I really wish I could kill you!"

"The leader has a great reputation, and no one in the Jianghu does not fear him. His reputation must not be ruined by a villain like you."

"You were kidnapped, and that bastard Zuo Lengchan poisoned you." Tong Baixiong sneered, "I couldn't be happier."

"But I never expected the leader to do that for you!"

"Self-cut meridians, self-destruction of martial arts, do you know what this means to Dongfang Bubai, the number one in the world? It means that he even gave up his life for you!"

"I didn't expect that you, a villain who is greedy for life and fears death, and greedy for wealth, can actually commit suicide for the leader."

"After you passed out, he went crazy."

"Although the leader is supernatural, he is also a body of flesh and blood! He wants to snatch you back under the siege of so many famous sects—" Tong Baixiong paused, his eyes turned slightly red, "The leader is covered in injuries, Breaking out of the siege, shed so much blood, from the beginning to the end, I didn't even make a sound."

Yang Lianting was lying on the bed, listening to Tong Baixiong's words, he could only feel something spreading upwards from the heart, until it stopped up the throat.I tried to breathe through my mouth like I was choking on something, but I couldn't catch my breath.

With a bang—

He suddenly recalled that there was an intermittent recovery of consciousness in the middle.

It seemed that he had already left the martial arts conference at that time, and Dongfang Bubai was behind his back.

He was so thin, his bones were swollen, on his back, Yang Lianting was in a daze, desperately opened his mouth to let him put himself down, but he couldn't utter a word, completely unable to control his body.

Strong smell of blood.

In the blur, he saw Dongfang Bubai's face as pale as paper.

Then he felt that he had put himself on a flat place, and desperately channeled his internal energy into his body.

Yang Lianting wanted to stop him, but couldn't move.

He could only watch Dongfang Bubai soberly conveying his internal energy as if he was desperate for his life. He hugged him tightly, so flustered, so desperate, and so painful. He could feel all the internal energy that had been conveyed dissipate. The blood flowed more and more.

His hands were shaking.

The voice was full of crying, almost desperate sobs.

He heard Dongfang Bubai calling him over and over again.

"Brother Lian, don't die, don't die!"

"Don't die, don't die..."

"I beg you--"

"You just married me...you said you would grow old with me..."

Tears rolled down from his eyes at an astonishing speed, as if they were two bleeding wounds. Yang Lianting fell into a coma on the spot, feeling as if his soul had come out of his body, looking at Dongfang Bubai's desperate and sad look from an incredible angle .

He hugged his body, crying like a child, desperate, crazy, choked, flustered,

He said Yang Lianting, I will take you back to Heimuya now, and I will take you to Ping Yizhi.

you don't die.

Yang Lianting, if you die.

When Yang Lianting looked at those beautiful eyes, tears suddenly piled up, and the tears rolled down.His eyes were red, he was covered in blood, and his body was covered with bruises, but he was still stubborn, crazy, and led Yang Lianting forward desperately.

"If you die,"

"I won't live anymore."

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Happy Tanabata, babies

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## Chapter 50

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When Dongfang Bubai came in, Tong Baixiong was standing there with a complicated expression,

He frowned and was about to speak when Yang Lianting saw him coming in, glanced at Tong Baixiong, exhaled softly, and said in a deep voice, "Elder Tong, it's so late, you should go back first."

Tong Baixiong first saluted Dongfang Bubai, called the leader respectfully, then turned around, and when he walked to the door of the room, he turned his head and took a deep look at Yang Lianting.

"Brother Yang, I hope you remember what you said today."

After all, he clasped his fists together, turned around and went out.

Yang Lianting looked at Tong Baixiong's back in a daze for a moment. Seeing his expression, Dongfang Bubai thought it was Tong Baixiong who said something unpleasant again, and was a little nervous for a moment. He stepped forward, looked at Yang Lianting and said, "Lian Brother, but what did Tong Baixiong say that you don't want to hear? Don't take it to heart, if he really annoys you, I—"

Having said that, Dongfang Bubai frowned, his murderous aura slightly concentrated.

Yang Lianting suddenly laughed.

He looked at the person in front of him, and sighed a long time. He felt that his heart ached beyond measure, and his whole body was too soft. He shook his head slowly, and said softly, "How could it be?"

"Elder Tong, he—" Yang Lianting pursed his lips, recalling the words Tong Baixiong said just now in his mind, "He is so loyal, I am too happy to have such a person under your command."

Dongfang Bubai wanted to say something more, Yang Lianting raised his head to look at him, and called him softly: "Dongfang."

Dongfang Bubai was taken aback.

"Take off your clothes and show me."

As soon as the words were spoken, Dongfang Bubai immediately recalled Yang Lianting's meaning, pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, looked at Yang Lianting and said, "Did Tong Baixiong tell you?"

After a pause for a while, Dongfang Bubai suddenly smiled.

"Brother Lian, it's nothing serious."

"I don't hurt."

His voice was low and slow, his tone was extremely calm, and his expression was unbelievably quiet, but there was some indescribable stubbornness in his tone. He looked into Yang Lianting's eyes and slowly shook his head.

"I'm really fine."

"If you don't take it off yourself, then I'll take it off for you." Glancing at him, Yang Lianting lifted the quilt and was about to get up. He took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked straight into Dongfang Bubai's eyes. In a low voice, "Dongfang, you are worried about me, so why don't I worry about you?"

Dongfang Bubai became anxious in an instant, afraid that Yang Lianting would accidentally touch the wound, a little at a loss and hurriedly said: "Don't, don't move."

"I—I take off."

Pursing his lips, Dongfang Bubai glanced at Yang Lianting, and he repeated softly: "I'll take it off, don't move around."

Originally, Yang Lianting asked Dongfang Bubai to take off his clothes to see his injuries, but for some reason, under the light of the candle, seeing Dongfang Bubai's slightly red earlobes and his somewhat stiff and helpless expression, he instantly Feeling hot and dry all over, he coughed and cleared out those messy thoughts.

Because it was night, Dongfang Bubai dressed casually.

He was dressed in a white shirt, and his hair was not tied up, but it was loose. He seemed a little embarrassed, and stood there. After a long silence, he pursed his lips, and slowly stretched out his hand to untie the belt around his waist.

He moves very slowly.

Candles flickered.

The warm yellow light shone on him, making his skin extremely white and thin, and the long black hair like a crow's feathers scattered behind his back, entangled and stuck to his body, and his whole body was beautiful like a painting.

Yang Lianting's eyes darkened in an instant, his throat moved slightly, and he took a deep breath.

Just as he was about to speak, in the next second, his eyes touched Dongfang Bubai's bare|exposed skin, those bloody wounds.

For a moment, his eyes froze.

Those ambiguous and unspeakable thoughts of the previous second, all of them dissipated in this instant, leaving only the incomparable distress, heart-piercing.

Compared with the wound on his body that was taken care of by Ping Yizhi.

The vertical and horizontal knife wounds, sword wounds, and bloodstains on Dongfang Bubai's body seemed to be ignored by this person at all. The medicine was hastily applied, and the blood coagulated into scabs. It's shocking.

Yang Lianting's eyes turned red in an instant.

"come here!"

He sat up and pulled Dongfang Bubai in front of him. Although his tone was ferocious, the movements of his hands were unbelievably gentle. His hands trembled slightly, and he gently touched every spot on Dongfang Bubai's body. Wound.

His throat was dry and his chest was sore.

"Why don't you let Ping Yizhi show you?"

"Are you trying to make me feel bad?"

"Dongfang, how can you—"

He couldn't continue, so he could only hold the man in his arms, carefully avoiding the wound on his body.

He gritted his teeth, was out of breath, his voice was hoarse uncontrollably, his eyes were sore, he wished he could tear himself into pieces, wished to tear those who had hurt Dongfang Bubai into pieces.

He loosened the East Undefeated.

Then by candlelight, she carefully placed kisses on his wounds one after another.

Dongfang Bubai struggled a little at first and wanted to escape.

No one has ever done this to him.

He was unaccustomed to the extreme, and felt extremely embarrassed.

But after struggling for a moment, feeling Yang Lianting's distress and all his love, Dongfang Bubai pursed his lips and gradually softened.

"Brother Lian, I'm fine."

Dongfang Bubai looked at Yang Lianting and said softly, "I have suffered more injuries than this."

"I'm used to it and it doesn't hurt."

Yang Lianting let out a heavy breath.

"Just now Tong Baixiong told me what happened after I passed out that day."

While talking, he patted the place beside him, moved a little inside, let Dongfang Bubai lie on the bed together, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms.

"Actually, I know you might get hurt, but I still feel unbearable after seeing it." He looked at Dongfang Bubai with deep eyes, "I know that I am in Zuo Lengchan's hands, and you will ask for whatever you want. I will agree, so I will force you by hurting myself."

"I don't want to see you being threatened to lose everything, so I would rather take a gamble—"

"Dongfang, do you blame me?"

Undefeated in the east

"I committed a lot of murders." Dongfang Bubai smiled softly, "We met that monk a few days ago, and he warned me, but he never expected that I would still relapse."

"But I don't regret it."

Dongfang Bubai lay beside Yang Lianting, looking at his side face, his eyes were black and white, very clear, he shook his head quietly.

"If you don't force me to die, I'm afraid I've already crippled my martial arts and was killed by Zuo Lengchan."

Dongfang Bubai paused, "I caught Xiang Wentian."

"In the dungeon, he told me that he had already agreed with you that if I was unwilling to abolish my martial arts for you, then he would cooperate with Zuo Lengchan and pretend to let you by my side. If I strike fatally, he will give you the antidote.

"If I abolish my martial arts, then you just need to humiliate me back in front of everyone, let my dignity be demolished, and I am in pain, and he will give you a way out and let you go."

"You didn't."

Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand, hugged Yang Lianting gently, and pressed his face to Yang Lianting's neck.

"Brother Lian, Tong Baixiong always says that you are greedy for life and afraid of death, but I know that you are not."

Yang Lianting smiled.

"If I really did that, what would you do?"

Hearing his words, Dongfang Bubai shook his head, "You won't."

"I trust you, you will never hurt me."

After finishing speaking, Dongfang Bubai pursed his lips, and after a pause, he smiled at him, "Even if you really did that, I wouldn't blame you. Brother Lian, if one day, the two of us I can only live one, and I will do my best to keep you alive, not to mention asking you to give me a knife, even if you want you to cut me into pieces, I am willing."

"What nonsense."

Yang Lianting raised his hand to gently stroke Dongfang Bubai's hair.

"There won't be that day."

"By the way, you said you caught Xiang Wentian?" Suddenly thinking of this, Yang Lianting raised her eyebrows, "What about Ren Yingying?"

"Ren Yingying is not at the scene." Talking about these two people, Dongfang Bubai's expression also became a bit ruthless in an instant, "When I arrested Zuo Lengchan and asked him for the antidote, Xiang Wentian didn't know He rushed out from nowhere and used a hidden weapon to deal with Zuo Lengchan before me."

Having said that, Dongfang Bubai pursed his lips.

Looking at Yang Lianting, he said softly, "The antidote is not in Zuo Lengchan, nor in Xiang Wentian's place."

"Brother Lian, don't worry—" Dongfang Bubai lowered his eyelids as if swearing, his voice was soft but firm, "You will not die."

"Pingyi means that he has a way to save you, and he will develop an antidote—"

When he said this, there was a flicker in Dongfang Bubai's eyes, as if he hesitated to speak, as if he was at a loss, as if he wanted to speak but couldn't speak, as if he was restless, like a fish in a calm lake. Rolled over, stirred up the ripples, but finally disappeared without a trace.

like a hallucination.

He exhaled lightly, and squeezed Yang Lianting's hand tightly, as if speaking to himself, or to Yang Lianting.

He said, Ping Yizhi has a solution.

Brother Lian, don't worry, you will definitely get better.

Yang Lianting only felt that Dongfang Bubai's mood was strange for a moment, lightly shook the hand of the person beside him, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on his forehead, and was about to say something to comfort him, but Dongfang Bubai seemed to deliberately Like changing the subject.

"Brother Lian, you told me before that Yingying had a plan in advance, and she had a dark heart."

Dongfang Bubai frowned, "Did you know that Yingying hated me a long time ago and intended to overthrow my position as leader?"

Yang Lianting paused, then simply nodded, "That's right."

"A long time ago, I eavesdropped on Ren Yingying's conversation with someone. It probably meant how to rescue Ren Woxing and kill you quickly."

Dongfang Bubai frowned, Yang Lianting coughed, his eyes darkened a bit.Naturally, he was absolutely unwilling to mention his past life to Dongfang Bubai, not to mention that no matter how he said it, it seemed like illogical nonsense, and the theory of reincarnation of ghosts was too appalling.

While racking his brains in his mind about how to continue explaining, Dongfang Bubai slightly pursed his lips.

"Over the years, I've asked myself if I treat Yingying well."

"How dare she hurt you like this."

"I have already ordered that anyone in the whole church who sees her can be arrested, and anyone who resists can be killed on the spot."

Hearing what he said, Yang Lianting breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, "This woman is very sinister and cunning, keeping her is a disaster after all, it's best to kill her to avoid future worries."

While speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Dongfang Bubai gently.

Being kissed by Yang Lianting like this, he slightly closed his eyes, as if enjoying this kind of intimacy very much, extremely soft.

I don’t know if it’s because there have been too many incidents recently, one after another, it’s hard to have such a quiet moment, even though the wound on my body is still aching, and I’m extremely sleepy, but looking at Dongfang Bubai’s slightly closed eyes, and under the eyelids. Deep shadows, and the uncompromising tenderness and infatuation in his eyes.

Yang Lianting couldn't help deepening the kiss.

From the corners of the lips, to the cheeks, from the center of the eyebrows to the eyelids.

Inch by inch, he kissed her carefully, with gentle and pious movements.

The warm and moist touch between the lips and teeth continued to deepen, the heat was like a fire, and gradually, Yang Lianting and Dongfang Bubai's breathing became a little unsteady.

Yang Lianting didn't feel satisfied and wanted to go deeper, but Dongfang Bubai pushed him away with a trace of clarity.

His fair face was slightly reddened at this moment, and the corners of his eyes were misty and watery. Dongfang Bubai took a breath slightly, and turned away from looking at Yang Lianting.

Yang Lianting glanced at her abdomen that was about to ooze blood again, her face was livid with depression.

"We've only been married for a few days."

"I actually want to do some things that couples should do, but I can't do it."

"Dongfang, did Ping Yizhi tell you when my injury will heal?"

The author has something to say:

Ren Yingying will be caught, don't worry, let the two of them live a stable life as a husband and wife under the mountain for two days

By the way, I want to write an Easter egg again and write an injured paly?Hahahaha the picture is a bit strong

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## Chapter 51

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Yang Lianting woke up when the first light from the sky entered the room.

Dongfang Bubai was still sleeping, he had lost his usual indifference and alienation towards others, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly closed, half of his face was pressed against his chest, even in his sleep, his hands were tightly wrapped around him. Looking at him, as if afraid that he would leave, so nervous and childish.

Yang Lian raised her hand and gently stroked Dongfang Bubai's black hair scattered on her back, then lowered her head and pressed a kiss on Dongfang Bubai's forehead.

As soon as he moved a little, Dongfang Bubai woke up.

Sitting up instantly, frowning, his first reaction was to grab Yang Lianting's hand, and the first thing he said was: "Brother Lian, what's wrong with you?"

The sleepiness and haze in his eyes hadn't faded away, but he was extremely nervous, staring at himself closely, a pair of beautiful eyes, full of reflections, were all his own shadows.

Yang Lianting couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.

He held Dongfang Bubai's hand backhand, and shook his head lightly, "I'm not feeling sick, I'm almost fine."

"On the contrary, it's you, skinny." Yang Lianting frowned, looking at the shoulder blades that were faintly exposed under Dongfang Bubai's jacket, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

Recently, Dongfang Bubai took care of him almost indiscriminately.

He didn't like crowds, so when the two got along, they almost dismissed all the maids and guards. It used to be Yang Lianting who took care of Dongfang Bubai's basic necessities, but now that he was injured, the two of them were completely reversed.

"It's been almost a month." Yang Lianting took a look at her clothes, "Actually, everything is almost healed, and I can get out of bed a long time ago."

"The food made by those cooks is not to your liking, and you have been eating less and less recently." Yang Lianting raised his hand and pinched Dongfang Bubai's face, "For me, you will feel sorry for me, don't you?" I won't feel sorry for you?"

"If someone else finds out, maybe it will be said that my husband abused you." Yang Lianting shook her head and chuckled, her voice was low and had a deliberately protracted ending, in such an early morning, it seemed ambiguous and gentle.

Dongfang Bubai froze, looked at Yang Lianting for a long while, couldn't help but lose.

He turned his face away, "I'm fine——"

"Yes, yes, is the leader hungry?" Yang Lianting lowered his head and pressed a quick kiss on Dongfang Bubai's lips, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "How about making breakfast for the leader this morning?"

"Cook a white fungus and lotus seed soup, mix with shredded potatoes, and stir-fry green bamboo shoots."

"No, your body—" Dongfang Bubai frowned instantly, and he shook his head without thinking, "You stay in bed and I'll order my servants to do it."

"I'm really healed." Yang Lianting stretched her waist, "Didn't Ping Yizhi also say that the wound has scabbed over, and it will be completely healed in a few days, besides, after lying on the bed for so long, I'm going to It’s suffocating, and if you move around occasionally, you’ll be fine.”

Seeing that Dongfang Bubai still wanted to talk, Yang Lianting bowed and half knelt beside the bed, took shoes and socks and carefully helped Dongfang Bubai put them on, and said in a low voice, "Okay, my good leader."

"As your bodyguard, my duty is to serve you."

Pausing for a moment, Yang Lianting let out a chuckle, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Dongfang Bubai's white and shiny instep, watching his whole body shiver from his sudden movement, his face turned red all the way to his body, and he laughed so hard I was even happier, "As your husband, I should serve my wife even more."

Dongfang Bubai stood up from the bed with a loud sound.

His whole body was so stiff that his face was flushed red.

He stared at Yang Lianting, "What nonsense are you talking about—"

In the middle of speaking, he pursed his lips, thinking of something, Dongfang Bubai looked at him again, lowered his eyes, and said softly: "Brother Lian, I really wronged you."

"Why are you wronged?" Yang Lianting laughed loudly, stretched out his hand to hold the man in front of him into his arms, and patted Dongfang Bubai's back lightly, as if to comfort him, "Everyone in the world laughs at me, Yang Lianting, as a male favourite. But none of them knew how happy I was."

"If I were a woman..." Dongfang Bubai murmured softly, as if talking to himself, "If I were a woman, we could be an ordinary couple—"

"You are Dongfang Bubai." Yang Lianting raised his chin, his eyes darkened like lakes and seas, and the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, "Dongfang, you are a man, we can also live in this world."