Invite the wolf into the room

The viscera seemed to be throbbing and painful, but Ling Qingzhe immediately calmed down, realizing how hurtful he had said, Ling Qingzhe endured the pain and turned back to look at Xue Jingran, but met his painful eyes. eyes.

"Brother... I was wrong, I was talking nonsense just now, I didn't really think that way, I was wrong, brother, I really didn't mean it..."

Ignoring the pain in his own body, Ling Qingzhe struggled to get up and threw himself into Xue Jingran's arms, holding Xue Jingran's shoulders and explaining in a trembling voice, tears finally rolled down his eyes.

"Xiao Zhe..."

Seeing Ling Qingzhe's panic, Xue Jingran's heart softened, and he began to regret that he had hit him impulsively, so he stroked Ling Qingzhe's face and called him softly, seeing Ling Qingzhe nodded as if responding, Xue Jingran started again mouthed.

"Then you promise me, break up with An Chen, and find a woman you like to start a family."

"..."

Frozen because of Xue Jingran's words, Ling Qingzhe slowly moved away from the eyes that met Xue Jingran, and slowly let go of the hand holding him...

"Little Zhe!"

Realizing that this was Ling Qingzhe's answer, Xue Jingran was about to grab him and say something again, but the door of the ancestral hall was suddenly pushed open, and Xue Jingyang walked in quickly.

"Brother, Xiao Zhe...God, what's wrong with you, Xiao Zhe?"

As soon as Xue Jingyang entered the ancestral hall, he saw Ling Qingzhe standing there with pale face and blood on his body. He didn't care to say hello to Xue Jingran, so he hurried to Ling Qingzhe to support him. Seeing the bloody scar on Ling Qingzhe's back, Xue Jingyang always She couldn't hold on to her signature smiling face any longer, and eagerly held him half-supported and half-hugged in her arms.

"Brother, Xiao Zhe's injury is just right... Even if he did something wrong, you can tell him well, why do you have to do it?"

"Second brother, it's my fault..."

Although the poisonous wound on Ling Qingzhe's left shoulder had basically healed, his physique had not yet fully recovered. Xue Jingran really exerted strength in his hands, and Ling Qingzhe, who had no resistance, was wounded in his internal organs and had already suffered internal injuries.

"Don't talk about it now, I'll take you back to heal your wounds, brother, let's talk about these things later."

As soon as Xue Jingyang checked Ling Qingzhe's pulse, he knew that he was seriously injured. He took a deep look at Xue Jingran who was standing there with an expressionless face. Xue Jingyang supported Ling Qingzhe and walked towards the outside of the ancestral hall. , In the end, nothing was said.

Brother, I'm sorry, but this is the only thing I can't promise you.

"Xiao Zhe, I'll take you back first."

Xue Jingyang called someone to bring up the soft sedan chair, helped Ling Qingzhe sit on it together, and let Ling Qingzhe lean into his arms so as not to touch the wound on his back.

"No, second brother, I will definitely be anxious to go back to An Chen in this state, I think I'd better sleep with you tonight, and I'll go back tomorrow when my injury is better."

Ling Qingzhe spoke softly with his pillow on Xue Jingyang's shoulder, his closed eyes slightly opened, revealing the tiredness in his eyes.

He is so tired now, he doesn't have the energy to face An Chen's emotions anymore, he just wants to sleep peacefully.

"Okay, I'll send someone to tell An Chen not to worry."

Gently stroking Ling Qingzhe's shoulder, Xue Jingyang looked down at Ling Qingzhe who was sleeping in his arms, a look of pity gradually appeared in his eyes, and after returning to his yard, Xue Jingyang refused the servant's help, and took Ling Qingzhe by himself. back into the bedroom.

The author has something to say: whipping is smoking, but it’s not a whip, hehe~~

No matter how proud he is in front of outsiders, in front of his own brothers, my Qing Zhe is still like a child who can't grow up, if he wants to grow up to be as strong as his brother, he still needs to hone his skills~~

Regret but not regret

Asking Ling Qingzhe to lie on the bed with the pillow in his arms, Xue Jingyang gently cut off his clothes. Seeing the bloodshot swollen mark on Ling Qingzhe's back, Xue Jingyang felt uncomfortable on his back.

"Fortunately, the young master only suffered from skin trauma and did not affect the muscles and bones. After applying the medicine and resting for two days, he will be fine. However, the young master's viscera have been shaken, and the old injury has not healed. It will take some time to recuperate slowly. , the young master must not work too hard, and don't fluctuate too much, so as not to fall into the root cause of the disease."

Seeing his young master so weak and tired, Uncle Yang felt sorry for him, how could he be hurt like this after only staying in Xue's residence for a few days.

"Young master, do you want to go back to the mansion to rest?"

"Not Uncle Yang, don't make a big deal, it's the same if I rest here."

With Xue Jingyang rubbing and rubbing on his back, Ling Qingzhe smiled at Uncle Yang, indicating that he was fine.

"I told my second brother that it was nothing, but he was still worried, and said that he only trusted you, so he made you come all the way from home."

"Xiao Zhe is wrong to say that. If Uncle Yang knew you were injured and didn't tell him, he would be unhappy."

Xue Jingyang carefully wiped off the blood on Ling Qingzhe's body with warm water, then dipped his hands in ointment and applied it to Ling Qingzhe's wound, he was extremely busy.

"Second Young Master is talking about...Second Young Master, let the old servant come."

Uncle Yang saw Xue Jingyang holding a cloth strip in a dilemma, and knew that he had never bandaged someone's wound, so he wanted to take it with some anxiety.

"No, I'll come."

Xue Jingyang waved to Uncle Yang, and continued to gesture at Ling Qingzhe with a cloth strip. It was a rare opportunity for him to apply medicine to his younger brother. In the past, Ling Qingzhe was taken care of by his elder brother when he was injured...

"Uncle Yang, go and rest. I'll have my servants prepare a sedan chair to take you back to Ling Mansion."

"Well... yes, thank you, Second Young Master, that old servant has retired."

After receiving Ling Qingzhe's suggestive look, Uncle Yang had no choice but to agree. Fortunately, the young master's injury can be covered with medicine or not, so let the second young master play...

"Second brother, don't fold it so thickly, wrap it around the shoulder twice, then wrap it horizontally..."

Knowing that Xue Jingyang, the pampered young master, could not bandage a wound, Ling Qingzhe simply endured the pain and sat up, wrapped his hair with his movable right hand, and then instructed Xue Jingyang what to do.

And Xue Jingyang's stupid way of hugging Ling Qingzhe into his arms every time he wrapped his back made Ling Qingzhe, who was in a bad mood, couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, get down and rest."

Xue Jingyang also knew that he was not doing well enough, so he touched his nose in embarrassment and urged Ling Qingzhe to rest, then moved the small stove that he ordered his servants to light earlier to be closer to the bed, and lifted the quilt to cover Ling Qingzhe up to his waist Then he changed into his nightgown and lay down next to Ling Qingzhe.

"It's not cold now, so there's no need to light the stove."

Seeing that there were thin beads of sweat on Xue Jingyang's face, Ling Qingzhe smiled and took a cloth towel to wipe it off for him.

But in the weather that just entered autumn, there is no need for a stove.

"It's very humid in the middle of the night, and there's a fire in the stove. Be gentle so you won't catch a cold."

Xue Jingyang, who was born extremely handsome, is naturally more charming with a friendly smile. Without the frivolity of the past, Xue Jingyang's natural gentleness at this time is real.

"Thank you brother."

Lying on his stomach with half of his face pressed against the pillow, Ling Qingzhe squinted sleepily at Xue Jingyang, thinking that it was no wonder his second brother was so popular in Fengyue.

"You're welcome. I've sent someone to pass on the message to An Chen, so he doesn't have to worry about it. There's still something about the northwest... sleep well."

Xue Jingyang stood up on his side with his chin propped up, and whispered to Ling Qingzhe about the situation in the Northwest. After a while, Ling Qingzhe closed his eyes and seemed to be extremely tired, so he didn't say anything and lay down to sleep.

"Second brother..."

After a long silence, when Xue Jingyang thought that Ling Qingzhe was fast asleep, Ling Qingzhe suddenly called him softly.

"I was thinking, if I told my eldest brother, what would happen now?"

"..."

Opening his eyes suddenly, Xue Jingyang looked at the exquisite silk hanging from the bedpost, hesitated for a moment and did not answer, but slowly turned his head and stared at Ling Qingzhe's face.

"At that time, second brother, you helped me analyze it very clearly. Eldest brother is a person who values ​​the country and the world far more than personal relationships, but I am too obsessed with personal relationships. In addition, our identities and blood relationship , so no matter whether the eldest brother will accept me or not, we are all destined to suffer, and it will also cause pain to all the people we value, so... At that time, I retreated."

Ling Qingzhe knew that Xue Jingyang was looking at him, but he didn't open his eyes, he just spoke in a leisurely manner.

"Because I feel that no matter what the outcome is, I will lose my eldest brother, so I dare not say that I would rather be his most beloved younger brother for the rest of my life."

"Xiao Zhe..."

Xue Jingyang gently put his hand on Ling Qingzhe's, and held it comfortingly, how could he not hear the bitterness in Ling Qingzhe's words.

"But now I know that I'm not completely hopeless."

Ling Qingzhe's mind couldn't get rid of Xue Jingran's furious look. A person who is as calm as the eldest brother, but is so angry because of the fact that he has a male lover, even as a brother, his reaction is too big. Let's have a little... It can be seen from this that the weight of himself in his heart is much heavier than he thinks.

"It's a pity that I was too naive before, I couldn't see through everything, I had no perseverance and I was self-righteous."

Holding Xue Jingyang's hand instead, the corners of Ling Qingzhe's mouth curled up slightly, but no trace of a smile could be seen.

... And Han Chao, he kept saying that it was because he didn't want to force him, and he didn't want to embarrass him. In fact, it was more because of his cowardice, because he could foresee the pain, so he gave up fighting at the beginning, didn't he?

"It's because I don't pay enough. I'm used to being pampered by my elder brother, so I take it for granted that I can get more, but I don't