[Quick Transmigration] Sick and delicate, don't beat me!

Until You Ming was forcibly taken away, Feng Yan didn't let go of the person in his arms, and even asked again worriedly, "Are you okay, are you injured?"

Luo Xuan shook his head, temporarily suppressing the complexities in his heart, "...No."

This person, no way! ?

No, you can't draw conclusions lightly, it's better to observe more.

Otherwise, provoking the wrong kind of cruel and powerful person is tantamount to asking for trouble.

Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine as long as you're fine. Hold on tightly, and I'll take you back to the palace."

Feng Yan put Luo Xuan down, but fell into silence, without any explanation for what happened before.

The two stared at each other for a moment, Luo Xuan couldn't help breaking the deadlock first, "Before, it was You Ming who made his own decision, right?"

I don't know if it was because of the flash of familiarity before, Luo Xuan opened his mouth, and subconsciously found an excuse for Feng Yan.

Feng Yan's face was tense, but his eyes were slightly staggered, um. "

Hearing Luo Xuan's words, he breathed a sigh of relief, and eagerly wanted to go down the steps.

Although, in fact, he didn't know how far Luo Xuan had noticed.

He didn't see it, but upon hearing his answer, Luo Xuan's eyes dimmed.

Luo Xuan, who was familiar with the plot, thought, how could this matter have nothing to do with him, the Snake Demon King?

What's more, the person You Ming brought was the one who held the banquet.

Is he really stupid?

But Feng Yan just followed his own words and denied it.

Could such deception be Lao Gong?

No way.

Perhaps, he just temporarily changed his mind for other reasons.

"You have a good rest, I won't let anyone hurt you again." After being silent for a long while, Feng Yan rubbed the space between his brows wearily.

Seeing that he wanted to say goodbye, Luo Xuan simply became more self-conscious, "Okay, thank you. If you have something to do, go and do it."

Feng Yan nodded, "Well, I'll come see you later."

Feng Yan walked into this lifeless Northwest Palace like a wandering soul, just like his lifeless person.

He just felt that the whole person seemed to be in a state of confusion.

After all, he still softened his heart towards the little fox, and even gave up thinking about it.

He never thought that one day he would become a person who is not dedicated to love. He firmly believes that he has deeply penetrated his lover into the bone marrow and dissolved it into the blood, and he will never change his life.

But now, he couldn't help but have huge doubts about himself.

Is he really as determined as he imagined? Then why, he was easily taken away by that little fox?

What about his Alian?

Where is his lover Alian! ?

Did he just change his mind without warning?

However, when Feng Yan closed his eyes and felt it, and asked himself, he still clearly felt the profound love a hundred years ago.

Even when A-Lian died, the kind of physical and mental pain of retreating was still vivid in my mind.

He still loves Alian deeply.

But he was moved by the little fox again.

Feng Yan laughed at himself, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.

It turned out that he was no exception, he was also a scumbag!

He always thought that he was different from those people with wives and concubines, but now it seems that he is no different!

"Alian, what should I do, what should I do?"

Feng Yan tightly grasped the hand of the young man on the couch, full of pain and struggle, and even more indescribable confusion permeated the surrounding invisible, as if filling the entire palace.

Luo Xuan's life suddenly returned to the previous state, eating, drinking and serving, no one cares about small actions, and dare not make big ones.

It was as if an unfavored concubine had been dumped somewhere in the Snake King Palace.

More than a month passed, and everything was calm, as if the incident of being almost thrown into the medicine refining pool had never happened.

On the same day, he said that the banquet would come later, but in fact Luo Xuan never saw him set foot in this palace again.

No one paid attention to Luo Xuanle, so he worked harder to study the magic circle.

He was afraid that one day, Feng Yan would think of this incident again, and take him away and throw him into the medicine refining pool again.

But he didn't know that at this time Feng Yan was hiding his body, watching him silently.

Moreover, I have been looking at it like this for more than a month.

Feng Yan's face no longer had the entanglements and struggles of that day, but was full of hope and expectation, and a touch of joy gradually grew in his heart.

He looked at Luo Xuan who was reading a book and absently stuffing vegetables into his mouth without blinking, and couldn't help but lower his head and smile.

Don’t eat fat meat and viscera, don’t eat mushrooms, fungus, white fungus, don’t eat ginger and sea vegetables, like to put the quilt at night when you sleep, you have to lie on the left side to sleep, and like to pick the flesh on the edge of your nails when you’re distracted. How familiar is the banquet.

Alian, is that you?

is it you back?

It turns out that all my gaffes are very likely because he is you.

Is it reincarnation?

Or is it a godsend?

Feng Yan didn't know the reason for all this, but he couldn't stop feeling more and more that this was his A-Lian.

He has been thinking of A-Lian for a hundred years.

It's so much alike.

Obviously, the two people have almost no similarities in appearance, but their unconscious little movements and habits are exactly the same.

Feng Yan only felt very puzzled and couldn't believe it, but secretly surprised and looked forward to it.

Maybe it was God's blessing that made his Alian change his appearance, forget the past, and come back to him again?

Intellectually, he clearly felt that the two of them might just coincidentally resemble each other, and he shouldn't regard anyone as A-Lian's substitute.

Alian was still lying in the Northwest Palace waiting for her to be rescued.

However, in my heart, I couldn't help but look forward to it, and couldn't help fantasizing.

But Feng Yan still didn't intend to show up.

He is still afraid.

I'm afraid that if this is just too similar, everything is my own imagination, once I show up to get close, I will betray A-Lian and provoke this little fox.

In all kinds of entanglements, a month or two has passed in such a trance.

It's just that, in the past hundreds of years, I was immersed in the Northwest Palace every day, but now, besides going to the Northwest Palace once a day, I would also come to Luo Xuan's palace to secretly be silent for a long time.

"what!"

An exclamation in the room suddenly interrupted Feng Yan's thoughts.

It was Luo Xuan who overturned the hot soup because he didn't concentrate on eating!

The scalding hot soup splashed half of his hands, Luo Xuan shrank his hands suddenly, and quickly shook the soup.

But the face of the hand still turned red rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a circle of deep and shallow vesicles formed.

The first moment Feng Yan saw it, he subconsciously took a step away, but soon stopped abruptly.

But the tightly clenched fists hanging by his side revealed his nervousness.

After a brief silence, Feng Yan took a deep breath, suppressed the urgency, and appeared with an indifferent and distant appearance, "What's wrong?"

The sudden voice startled Luo Xuan, and when he looked up, he saw someone more at the door of the room.

He didn't even care about the pain, and immediately became vigilant, Wang? "

Since the last time this person inexplicably brought him back from the medicine refining pool, he hasn't shown up for two or three months.

Luo Xuan finally relaxed gradually, but when he suddenly saw him again, his nerves tensed up.

Are you going to throw yourself into the medicine refining pool again?

Feng Yan silently walked a few steps closer, "You can call me Feng Yan."

Feng Yan tried hard to suppress the urge to step forward quickly, and even suppressed the twitching heart that was about to become uncontrollable, with a cold and gentle expression on his face, as if he just happened to come over and saw Luo Xuan was injured.

Luo Xuan subconsciously hid the ancient magic circle book in his hand under his clothes, "I dare not offend."

Feng Yan pulled down the stool, sat down opposite him, and reached out to him, "You and I are husband and wife, there is no offense, so just call me Feng Yan."

Luo Xuan didn't care about his words, only saw his hand stretching out, and panicked in his heart.

Found out?

The hand holding the book under the clothes was tightly clenched and motionless.

Although this book has almost been memorized, but if it is handed over, he will immediately know what he has been studying for the past few months, so he will be on guard again?

"Hand out."

Seeing that he didn't move, Feng Yan put his hand forward again.

Luo Xuan pursed his lips, gritted his teeth secretly, there was nothing he could do, he still couldn't confront him head-on.

Just hand it over.

Luo Xuan quickly closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to break the jar, Feng Yan got impatient and reached out to pick up his wrist.Why!

hey hey! ?

Why is the right hand?

Luo Xuan stared blankly at Feng Yan's sullen face, and carefully held up his hand, which was as hot as a pig's trotter, "Does it hurt?". It hurts. "

Luo Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, and put the book in his left hand into the hem of his clothes with confidence, and took it up very naturally.

Damn, I was scared to death!

A bluish-black mist condensed on Feng Yan's palm, covering his hand with a trace of coolness last time, "Too careless. Don't read while eating from now on."

Luo Xuan, who just thought he didn't find the book, was still not relieved: "!"

Luo Xuan laughed dryly, "What, how can there be any books?" Feng Yan seemed to have never heard of it, but he took the initiative to ignore Luo Xuan's nervousness.

It wasn't until he saw his hands quickly recovered under the operation of his demon power that he said, "You are the person I am marrying. Of course, I won't stop you from such trivial things as reading a book. But, don't hurt yourself with two purposes."

Feng Yan has been observing him secretly for so long, how could he not know that he is studying books?

Although I don't know why this little fox is so diligent, I can only guess that he has always been a book lover.

Anyway, if he feels bored, it doesn't matter if he reads a book to pass the time.

These considerate and gentle words brought back to Luo Xuan the thought that flashed back when Feng Yan carried him back from the medicine refining pool a few months ago, "...Feng Yan, why do you care about me so much?"

Unexpectedly, the banquet was held well at first, but suddenly he was stunned, and then his face froze, as if recovering from something suddenly, he suddenly got up and left, "This is not what you should ask, just rest well."

Seeing Feng Yan disappear without a trace in such a black wind, Luo Xuan was still a little unresponsive.

That was really quite messy in the wind =_= It took a long time for Luo Xuan to come back to his senses, and he couldn't help but say a damn thing in his heart, are you schizophrenic! ?

One second there was light wind and light rain, and the next second it was stormy?