sheep hunt

Han Ziling didn't expect that he would be so bold to do such a thing with Feng Yang on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Was he drunk at the time? ? ?

But he obviously didn't drink much...

That night, when the sky gradually turned white, it was very late, Feng Yang carried Han Ziling back to the room.

On the second day, when Zhu Yuanye woke up, everything was as usual, as if the person who cried after being drunk last night was not him but a passerby.

Gu Yan also got up early, unexpectedly not in the house, but pushing a silver wheelchair, sitting in the courtyard, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, lost in thought.

Gu Yan also got up very early, and Han Jinxuan and Han Junyan were completely taken care of by him.

And the person who should get up early and cook for everyone has disappeared.

Zhu Yuanye raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at his little apprentice who seemed to be in a good mood, and asked with some doubts, "Feng Yang, where's your senior brother?"

Han Ziling is not the kind of person who loves to be lazy, how could he not get up at this hour?

Feng Yang's body stiffened slightly, and a faint blush spread across his face: "Senior Brother, Senior Brother, he's not feeling well... Cough cough, is Master hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll go out and buy it for Master."

Although last night was not as intense as when he used Soul Eater, he was very excited and Han Ziling was still exhausted.

Zhu Yuanye looked at him suspiciously:

"Unwell? He..."

Feng Yang avoided his gaze, squatted down, and said to Han Jinxuan and Han Junyan, "Jinxuan, Junyan, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Uncle Dafeng went out to buy you food."

The two little guys had glowing eyes, drool and ordered a lot of pastries.

Those pastries were only eaten after they left Shuiyun Valley, and they liked them very much.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanye also reported that he wanted to eat. Gu Yan looked at Feng Yang who couldn't hide his joy from the corner of his eyes, and just shook his head at his question.

He stared at Feng Yang's figure with cold eyes.

Feeling unwell...?You must be tired, right?

Should he send some medicine?

Thinking in this way, Gu Yan's mind sketched Han Ziling's expression when he saw him delivering the medicine, it must be very interesting...

Moreover, Feng Yang even ate people, so it shouldn't be too much for him to get some sweets, right? ? ?

Then Gu Yan raised his lips, showing a faint, almost evil smile on his usually expressionless face.

As soon as he thought that in his heart, his hands had already started to move. Gu Yan moved the silver wheelchair into his room to get the medicine, and then pushed the door of Han Ziling's room.

Han Ziling was still sleeping.

The already pale and handsome face was full of exhaustion, the thick black eyelashes quietly covered the eyes and face, breathing evenly, lying on the pillow like a child, with some quilts in his arms.

Gu Yan watched, and felt reluctant to disturb him.

She just stared at Han Ziling with those jet-black eyes, without blinking, intending to just stare at him and wait for him to wake up.

Because of Feng Yang's words, Zhu Yuanye also visited Han Ziling, but Gu Yan drove him out. The two little ones are now very interested in the swing under the osmanthus tree, and they are having a great time playing.

But after Feng Yang came back, he distributed the bought rice to everyone, and went straight to Han Ziling's room.

Seeing Gu Yan, he was slightly taken aback:

"You... have something to do with your brother?"

Gu Yan raised his eyes, looked at Feng Yang indifferently, and shook his head:

"It's just bringing medicine."

"medicine?"

There was doubt in Feng Yang's eyes, he didn't know that Gu Yan already knew what happened to them last night.

Gu Yan narrowed his eyes:

"If you hadn't tired him last night, would he have slept till now?—did you make sure you didn't hurt him?"

Gu Yan's words were beyond Feng Yang's expectation, Feng Yang immediately froze.

After a long time, I came back to my senses:

"You knew already?"

Gu Yan actually laughed lightly, his arms were bent, his chin was resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, the house, and the long hair that was tied up instantly poured down on both sides of his cheeks: "I see, so what?"

In the past, Gu Yan seldom smiled, but now Gu Yan seems to be smiling a little bit. When he finishes eating the rice cooked by Han Ziling, he smiles from the bottom of his heart.

Now, it was an inscrutable smile with inexplicable meaning.

Letting Feng Yang watch it made him feel uncomfortable in his heart, but for Han Ziling's sake, he and Guyan would live together peacefully.

"It's nothing, then you can take care of senior brother, I will go out to take care of Jinxuan and Junyan."

It's not that Feng Yang is afraid of Gu Yan, it's just that Gu Yan is better at taking care of people than he is.

Han Ziling's internal strength is profound, he didn't sleep for too long, and woke up only an hour later than Cheng Ren.

"... Lonely Goose?"

His throat was a little hoarse, Han Ziling yelled reflexively after seeing the person in front of him clearly.

At this moment, he was in a daze, thinking that this was the first time he woke up after lying down for three years.

Gu Yan stretched out his hand, gently brushing away the hair on his face, sliding his slender fingertips on his cheek: "It's me."

Han Ziling's moist and misty eyes slowly woke up, and the memory of last night returned to his mind, his body immediately stiffened, his complexion gradually turned pink, and at the same time, he was a little guilty and did not dare to face Gu Yan.

Gu Yan's eyes flickered slightly:

"I'm here to bring you medicine."

"medicine?"

Han Ziling's face was filled with the same doubts as Feng Yang before.

Gu Yan nodded:

"I think you must be unwell after sleeping for so long...so I brought medicine here."

After his reminder, Han Ziling immediately felt the soreness in every part of his body and the pain in the invaded place behind him, and his face became more flushed.

"This, thank you... the medicine, just keep it. I'll do it myself in a while..."

He didn't dare to ask Gu Yan what kind of medicine he was carrying, he was afraid that if he asked, the gods and demons would be ruined.

No matter how you say it, he also made love with Gu Yan, but now, his body was touched by another person... He really didn't want Gu Yan to know such an embarrassing thing.

Gu Yan put his hand on his lips and rubbed them, bowed his head, put the thin red and slightly swollen lips into his own mouth, stretched out his long tongue, penetrated into Han Ziling's mouth, and entangled with him.

After a long time, Gu Yan let go of Han Ziling who was panting and his eyes were blurred.

"Ziling, I'm a doctor, you don't have to hide anything from me...I know everything."

Han Ziling suddenly opened his moist eyes:

"You...you know, then you..."

Gu Yan stretched out his hand and lifted the quilt:

"Now I just want to see how you are... I'm afraid she will hurt you."

With just one sentence, Han Ziling knew Gu Yan's attitude.

Suddenly, a warm feeling filled my heart, if Huang Yifan was half of Feng Yang or Gu Yan, maybe he only belonged to Huang Yifan now.

"Earlier, Uncle Zhu said that when you wake up, Feng Yang will take you to the pharmacy. They have already selected a place yesterday, and let that Chang Ning buy it."

Gu Yan saw that Han Ziling was agitated, so he calmly changed the topic, and at the same time diverted his attention.

"Manjing, it doesn't seem safe, do you want to keep wearing a disguise mask?"

His slender fingers peeled off the snow-white inner garment, and seeing traces of warmth on the white chest, Gu Yan's eyes darkened. In the morning, Ben Ali is the time to be impulsive, and now, underneath him is even more so. The moment she peeled off the soft inner, she stood up.

However, it seems that Han Ziling's body can't bear it now, right?Just wait a little longer...

Wait for him to recover...

Han Ziling was thinking about Gu Yan's problem, and he didn't seem to be aware of his situation, nor did he notice Gu Yan's eyes that were different from the past.

Gu Yan sighed.

Could it be that because he is a doctor, Han Ziling has never felt that he is dangerous? He has always been naked in front of him very calmly...

The body's reaction was firmly suppressed by Gu Yan, his fingers touched the ointment, and gently applied it to the black and blue spots on Han Ziling's body.

"Don't wear it... I don't like that kind of thing, I always feel bored wearing it, Huang Yifan, I still meet it if I meet it, let's forget it if I don't meet it... Anyway, now, the people I care about are just us .”

The exposed wound had already been smeared with medicine, and Gu Yan then took off more of Han Ziling's clothes.

Hearing what he said, he raised his eyebrows:

"I always thought that Ziling was a sentimental and soft-hearted person. I just realized today that there are times when he is ruthless... But, I like it."

As he spoke, he leaned down and pressed a kiss on Han Ziling's lips:

"I will never make the same mistake as Huang Yifan."

When the smudged part of the hand became more and more secretive, Han Ziling finally noticed it, looked down at the slender white hand, and then at Gu Yan: "This... medicine, I will take it myself."

The truth is knocking him down now...

But... when his eyes were filled with bruises on Han Ziling's body, Gu Yan, whose body was swollen and uncomfortable, had no choice but to agree with Han Ziling's proposal: "That's fine, but hurry up, you have to go out."

Han Ziling exhaled softly from the bottom of his heart:

"What about you?"

Gu Yan shook his head:

"I don't like lively places. After you settle down, I'll go to Zhu Qibo."

...

"My lord."

Manjing, in a first-class room of the most luxurious inn Zuixianlou, a stern man in black knelt on one knee and reported back: "The subordinates have already grasped the whereabouts of Taifu Han."

Sitting on a mahogany chair with a smile on his face and cold eyes, the man's expression darkened instantly, but he still gracefully put down the teacup in his hand: "Teacher Han? Liulan, I remember, what I asked you to check is What does Huang Feiyan's whereabouts matter to Taifu Han? Taifu Han is just a dead person, why should he take it to heart?"

"Uh…"

The guard Liu Lan who had never been too emotional suddenly raised his head and looked at his master in astonishment.

The sad master who made everyone feel sad when he ordered to die four years ago.

Now it is so calm to say that the existence that was promoted in the past is just a dead person?

Was everything four years ago just an illusion?Is my master's decadence in the past four years also an illusion? ? ?

Liulan couldn't hide the shock in his heart, immediately lowered his head, and asked in a somewhat glum manner: "Then, in the future, don't the subordinates need to search for Taifu Han again?"

"Of course... Could it be that you, Wen Fei, and Jingyue are all looking for this person? I don't remember that I gave you such an order. Could it be that you all ignored the order I gave you and looked for a useless person? ??"

Liu Lan's body trembled, his eyes showed a bit of sadness, his always cold and hard heart felt faint pain, is the emperor's love like this?

It used to be so vigorous and crazy, but now it is abandoned like a cover?

At this moment, he was glad that he was just Huang Yifan's bodyguard, not his lover, but a bodyguard, at least he could be used by him for the rest of his life!

"My subordinates are wrong."

"Forget it, you go down first, contact Wen Fei, Jingyue, stand up to my command, and do it as soon as possible."

Hearing that name, Huang Yifan felt restless in his heart.

In his memory, the face of each individual has been blurred, and he only remembers that that person was really good to him, but he is also very sure in his heart that he hates him very much, hates him very much.

Why, the people around him all comforted him, told him not to be sad, to stop thinking about that person... even his most powerful subordinates were looking for this person inexplicably when he didn't know it?

Where the hell is he sad?Where do you miss someone?

It's not that they talk in his ears every day, Taifu Han, Taifu Han, almost became a curse, let him hear it and ask questions from the bottom of his heart.

Huang Yifan thought, maybe he should issue an order - no one is allowed to mention Taifu Han in front of him.