sheep hunt

"Yifan..."

Han Ziling's eyes widened, he murmured Huang Yifan's name, and Dang even lifted the quilt on his body, wanting to get out of bed to explain.

It's just that his body was unwell, top-heavy, his legs were weak, and as soon as he hit the ground, he felt dizzy, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Huang Yifan by the door could see clearly, a trace of nervousness flashed across his handsome face, and he took a step forward, but the next moment, he stepped back again, and the hands that were hidden in his sleeves were also tightly clenched. hold together.

His dark eyes flashed with anger, and he stared fiercely at the two people beside the bed.

It turned out that as soon as Huang Feiyan, who was standing by the bed, noticed that Han Ziling was unwell, he immediately took action, and pulled him into his arms before Han Ziling fell to the ground.

And in Huang Yifan's view, this is just a picture of lovers embracing and loving each other.

Huang Yifan's breathing was a bit heavy, and he hated himself for meddling in his own business.

He told the princess of the Hundred Flowers Dynasty that he was unwell earlier in the Imperial Garden, and just as he handed her over to the Minister of Rites to entertain her, he bumped into Ji Sufeng who was walking back.

He was curious why Ji Sufeng entered the palace without being summoned by him, so he stopped him. In fact, he subconsciously thought that it was Han Ziling who asked Ji Sufeng to enter the palace, but the answer he didn't want to get was that Huang Feiyan asked him to enter the palace to see Han Ziling's doctor.

Hearing that Han Ziling had an accident, he could no longer maintain his calmness and indifference, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, and rushed over immediately after asking about Han Ziling's condition.

Who knew that when he rushed over, what he saw was such a picture.

Thinking about it, Huang Yifan almost gritted his steel teeth.

After being sullen for a while, he no longer wanted to look at such a scene, and flung his sleeves away as soon as his expression turned cold.

And Han Ziling didn't feel much better than Huang Yifan, the plum fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose made him a little suffocated --- it wasn't that the smell was bad, but that the owner who had this smell had left him with too many psychological shadows.

Once the dizziness in his mind passed, he immediately stood up straight, trying to chase after Huang Yifan.

"and many more."

Huang Feiyan stopped him.

Han Ziling stopped and looked back at him with a pale face:

"what's up?"

"Your body is not feeling well, rest for a while, I will go and explain to Huang Yifan."

Han Ziling was slightly stunned, a little surprised, but when he thought of Huang Yifan's teasing with him before, his teeth itch a little: "No, you don't need to worry about my business."

After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry and went straight after Huang Yifan.

Han Ziling trotted for a while before catching up to Huang Yifan, but after catching up, he didn't dare to open his mouth to explain.

In this way, the two entered the imperial study room in silence, one in front of the other.

During this time, Huang Yifan had been ignoring Han Ziling as if he didn't exist. When he arrived at the imperial study, he also sat down and picked up the memorial to read. He didn't want to care about Han Ziling at all.

And Han Ziling silently poured tea for him and studied ink.

Because Huang Yifan's body was surrounded by gloomy low air pressure, Han Ziling didn't dare to sit down, and after doing all that, he stood behind him like Huang Yifan's follower.

It's just that Han Ziling didn't eat breakfast, and he fainted for a while, so when he stood there, he seemed very mentally weak, his legs were weak, and his body was trembling, as if he would collapse at any time, but he didn't dare to disturb Huang Yifan didn't dare to speak, so he could only hold on stubbornly.

As everyone knows, Huang Yifan lowered his eyes, as if he was looking at the memorial, but in fact, his eyes kept looking through his arms, resting on his trembling legs.

Seeing that he was getting more and more unstable, Huang Yifan couldn't help feeling distressed.

He hated himself for always not being able to see that Han Ziling was not good, and always being unable to calm down to him: "Teacher Ziling."

After pondering for a while, Huang Yifan suddenly started with such a familiar yet unfamiliar name.

"En? Yifan...ah no, Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"Do you remember what we said this morning?"

Hearing this, Han Ziling immediately remembered Huang Yifan's words 'I think you're dirty', a heart-pounding dull pain came from his heart, he frowned, and sadly replied: "I remember."

"Well."

Huang Yifan was beyond Han Ziling's expectation, stood up suddenly, faced him, and reached out to hold his shoulder: "You are my man, I forgive you, let's start again."

Han Ziling looked a little confused, as if he couldn't understand what Huang Yifan said.

After a long time, he finally regained his composure, shaking his pale lips: "But... you don't think... I'm dirty?"

Huang Yifan frowned angrily:

"Why don't you care about those, let's just care about the future, okay???"

Han Ziling couldn't believe what he heard, as if he was dreaming, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing an ethereal smile, nodded and said: "Okay."

When Huang Yifan heard his promise, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and stretched out his arms domineeringly to embrace him: "But, Teacher Ziling, you have to promise me that from now on, you will live in the palace and never leave the palace again. , and you are not allowed to leave me."

"it is good."

For him now, it is a great fortune to be by Huang Yifan's side, how could he expect more?

"Also, don't get close to Huang Feiyan again."

"it is good."

He already hated Huang Feiyan, and it was too late to hide when he saw him, so how could he take the initiative to approach him?

"Also, don't see your little brother again."

"it is good."

Yi Fan was about to die, and his life was not long. From the moment he understood the real reason for his downhill seven years ago, he knew that he had caused Feng Yang.Perhaps, only by not seeing Feng Yang again can he truly free Feng Yang.

"Teacher Ziling, from now on, you will only love me and only think of me, okay?"

Han Ziling's cooperation made Huang Yifan very happy, and his voice softened involuntarily.

"…it is good…"

In his heart, there was only one person, and that was him---Huang Yifan.