Don't move, that's my dad!

Luo Fan didn't speak, took the medicine from Tiansha, got up and walked towards the inner hall, he didn't care what others said, it was their business, his mouth grew on them, so it was their freedom, right?Came to the bedside and asked Wei Er to bring a glass of water. Luo Fan helped Feng Lie's body up, took a mouthful of the tea, stuffed the pill into Feng Lie's mouth, kissed his lips The water passed.

Wei'er stood aside and watched his actions, her eyes widened in surprise, she opened her mouth but said nothing, her mind was full of thoughts.

Everyone thought that he was Emperor Rakshasa's male favourite, but no one thought that what he really cared about was the unconscious person on the bed.It was only the first day, and there were already all kinds of rumors circulating in the palace. I don't know what other people will say in the future, and I feel a little bit wronged for this new master.

Wiping away the water flowing from Feng Lie's mouth, Luo Fan turned his head, saw Wei'er's uncertain face, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"Master, son..." Wei'er hesitated for a while and decided that it would be better to ask, otherwise she might not be able to sleep well at night with her heart suppressed, "Is he your lover?" Looking at Luo Fan's various actions is not like It's what everyone should be treated, and she couldn't help but doubt it.

"That's right." Luo Fan looked at Feng Lie's cheeks with a gentle smile.

"Then why do you live here?" Wei'er couldn't help asking, only to realize that this was not the question she should have asked, and apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, this servant shouldn't ask too much."

Luo Fan chuckled, and began to straighten Feng Lie's somewhat messy hair, "It's nothing, it's okay to tell you, I'm just staying here for a while, if other people say anything else, just pretend you didn't hear it, there's no need to follow They're angry."

"Yes, this servant has remembered." Wei'er responded and exited the room.

After dinner, the weather was fine. Luo Fan sent Wei Er to wander in the garden alone. The location of Tianwu Pavilion was not bad. It was similar to the main hall of the Imperial Palace, and the back garden happened to be behind it. I haven't been here in the past year, but I think it is very fresh. Anyway, I have nothing to do, and I walked leisurely with a dark green piccolo in my hand.

Now it's the tenth of autumn, but the whole back garden is full of all kinds of precious flowers and plants in an abnormal way. Luo Fan sighs in surprise. After transplanting these flowers and plants, he actually saw flowers and plants that only existed in the death forest where they lived.

Somewhat happily, she walked to the edge of the pond, knelt down and stretched out her hands to look at the bloody lotus.This kind of flower is the same species as his body, and later I don't know why the number of plants in the entire Death Forest is pitifully small, and it is extremely difficult to feed. There are only a dozen of them in the place where he lives.

Holding the delicate petals in his hand, Luo Fan seemed to have seen the scene of Feng Lie taking good care of him back then, fearing that his strength would hurt him, Feng Lie suppressed his own cultivation, and took care of him for more than 200 years. It was only when he was strong enough to take care of himself that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting against a railing by the pond, Luo Fan slightly squinted his eyes, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and put the flute in his hand to his mouth.

A revamped "Chaoge" has been repeated thousands of times. The shocking sound touches people's hearts. When it reaches the emotional point, it makes the listener cry. There is a silence in the whole garden, and occasionally a few birds' chirps can be heard. cry.

"Papa papa." A burst of applause pulled Luo Fan back from his memories, and hung the flute in his hand on his waist. Luo Fan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes without a trace, turned back to look at the source of the sound, and met A pair of scarlet eyes slightly startled.

"It's you?"

The visitor laughed so arrogantly that he approached Luo Fan step by step, "What? I have forgotten you since I haven't seen you for so many years?" He twisted a lock of Luo Fan's hair and sniffed it between his nose, "You don't have any It hasn't changed, it still makes my heart move." He still remembered the faint lotus fragrance for many years, and he didn't know how excited he was when he saw this beautiful person again.

Luo Fan pulled his hair back from his hand, and took a few steps back to distance himself from him, but the other party relentlessly pulled him past, and took advantage of the situation to fall into his arms.

Luo Fan turned cold and tried to escape, but his body was tightly held.

"Let go, Zhihun! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

One of the seven rulings of Zhihun, he is always serious in the eyes of everyone on weekdays. Who would have thought that he would be like a hooligan molesting a woman from a good family at this moment, smiling at Luo Fan in a naughty manner, and hugging Luo Fan tightly with one hand. Luo Fan's waist, pinching his chin with one hand, facing her too high, pretending to kiss him.

Luo Fan glanced over his head, but without hesitation clenched his fist and swung it towards Zhihun's abdomen. He didn't expect that he would really make a move. Zhihun was hit straight, his abdomen hurt, and he let go Encircling Luo Fan's hand, rubbing the place where he was hit, Zhihun grinned.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I saw you lose your temper. Well, it really hurts. But..." He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Luo Fan's wrist, pulling her back into his arms. "I like it." After he finished speaking, he kissed his lips domineeringly.

"You!" Luo Fan glared at Zhihun angrily, struggling to get rid of him.

Zhihun licked his lips eagerly, narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at the struggling person in his arms, "If you move again, I don't mind performing a show here."

Luo Fan froze and looked up at Zhihun in disbelief, "Why, you want to do this? You know that I already have the Emperor Yu."

"Emperor Yu? Hehe..." Zhihun laughed loudly, "If it was the Emperor Yu before, I might still be a little afraid, but now, what do you think he can do to me? I'm afraid it's still unknown whether I can wake up. "

Zhihun's words just hit Luo Fan's sore spot, his eyes darkened, and when he raised his head, he was serious but firm. "Even if he doesn't wake up, so what? Whether it's a hundred years or the year before last, I will always be with him until the day he recovers."

"You! Hmph, if that's the case, don't blame me." Zhihun clasped Luo Fan's hand, staring straight at Luo Fan, the bright light in his eyes made Luo Fan close his eyes uncomfortably, and just about to speak suddenly fainted.

Zhihun hugged his body in his arms, and smiled dangerously in the golden sunset in the evening.A gust of wind blew past, and the calmness of the past returned to the back garden, as if nothing had happened just now.

I don't know how long he has been in a coma. When Luo Fan opened his eyes again, his whole body was only covered with a thin layer of silk quilt. He was naked without any clothes on. Zhihun looked at him condescendingly.

"woke up?"

"Give me back the clothes." Luo Fan looked at him coldly, without any expression on his face.

Zhihun didn't care about it at all, instead he played tricks, pressed Luo Fan under him, and supported the bed with his hands. The distance between the two of them was so close.

After pushing twice, Luo Fan remained motionless, and anger rose in Luo Fan's eyes. "What did you do to my body?" I just woke up and didn't realize it. After moving for a while, I realized that my body has no strength at all.

"You are so stubborn, will you lie here so obediently and let me touch you if I don't use any means?" Zhihun chuckled, and touched Luo Fan's body inch by inch with his fingers. Some cold hands made Luo Fan tremble, don't He clenched his teeth tightly to prevent himself from spitting it out.

He has long been used to Feng Lie's presence, he has no way to let other people touch his body, if he doesn't turn his face away, he doesn't guarantee whether he will spit it out in the next moment.

The disgust in his eyes did not escape Zhihun's eyes, he moved Luo Fan's face to face him angrily, and said through gritted teeth: "Is my touch so annoying to you?"

Luo Fan stared into my eyes very seriously, "Let me go, I can pretend that your weakness today never happened, Zhihun, don't force me to hate you, otherwise, we won't even be friends."