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At the end, there is a large bamboo forest and trees nearby, and there is an open space in front of it. A few birds landed on it, pecked a few times and then flew up.

Although this hut is simple but not rough, the construction also has a natural sense of humor. Tang Ziao hugged the person in his arms, feeling the light breath, and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up, Tang Qianjia was taking off his shirt, his upper body was naked, and the corners of the two bandages had turned up. Seeing that he was awake, Qianjia asked, "Daddy, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Then I'll change your medicine, and tell me if you're in pain."

He touched the skin with warm hands, gently untied the bandage, threw it on the ground, sprinkled the powder on it again, and wrapped the new bandage round and round, finally tied a knot, not tight nor loose, just right .The feeling of his hands sliding over his chest made Tang Ziao feel that the temperature of his skin began to rise.He grabbed Qianjia, looked at him for a while, and only let go when Tang Qianjia thought he was in pain and was about to cry, and said lightly that he was fine.

Qian Jia didn't believe it, she started crying there, sobbing, like a child, and started talking about that day.

At first he thought it was Tang Ziao who came to rescue him, but the man in black pressed his acupuncture points without saying a word, carried him out of the secret tunnel, and then flew all the way to this remote hill.

He didn't know him at first, thinking that he was also trying to harm him, and kept fighting against him, and wanted to go home. The man was not good at words, but then he really had no choice but to go out after pressing his acupuncture points again. It was Tang Ziao.

He was crying so much, the man asked him to help, cleaned up Tang Ziao's wound, bandaged it carefully, and poured a lot of medicinal juice on him.

Seeing that this person rescued Tang Ziao, Qian Jia knew that he was not a bad person. He guessed that this person should be from the prince's side, otherwise he would not have rescued the two of them, and even helped them hide here.

Tang Ziao hugged him and played with his hair hanging on his shoulders. After listening to his words, he said in a deep voice, "It should be from the prince's side."

However, if it is true, that person should say it without hesitation, and until now, that person always avoids this topic, obviously there is something that cannot be said, Tang Ziao thought about all the possible things to them He patted the person in his arms lightly, without letting him worry about it.

"Daddy, are they arresting me to threaten the elder brother of the prince? Haven't all our sword manuals disappeared? Why are they still arresting me? I don't know anything at all."

"kindness."

"Well, well, I'm asking you why."

Tang Zi laughed proudly: "They don't worry, because your grandfather and I are both top-notch in martial arts, so they think we have to practice that sword manual to achieve such achievements."

"Oh." Tang Qianjia listened in a daze, always feeling that there was something that she didn't quite understand.

In the next few days, except for going to the toilet, Tang Ziao spent the rest of his time in bed. Tang Qianjia didn't allow him to get out of bed, and he had to do everything, including washing his face, scrubbing his body, eating, and occasionally because of too much tonic. The outdated and disobedient lower body was also completed with the help of that child's enthusiastic eyes.

Everything is expanding and changing silently, and the things that are not tolerated by nature that he has struggled with for a long time, now let him indulge and enjoy it unconsciously.

Sometimes, someone who is as tough as Tang Ziao can't help but have the thought of shrinking back, thinking of not going out, staying here forever with a child, and just living like this.But after all, this is just thinking about it. Outside, the crown prince, Xue Wanyi, and the entire Tang family, except for the crown prince, are all dependent on him. How can he escape alone and enjoy a peaceful life all by himself.

That Zheng Yuanjing is not here most of the time, but he comes on time before meals, sometimes he brings ready-made meals from outside, and sometimes he cooks them by himself. The salt is complete, the two of them don't meet very often, Tang Qianjia is the one who deals with him, and he likes that Uncle Zheng very much, he always feeds Tang Ziao while talking about what news Uncle Zheng brought back today.The kindness of the words made Tang Ziao very uncomfortable. He often ignored the rice that Tang Qianjia had just scooped up in his hand, grabbed him and carried it in his arms.

Maybe this is not the reason of the Tang Mansion, looking at the secluded forest outside and the carefree little bird in it, the thing that has been imprisoned in Tang Ziao's heart for a long time clamored to break free.

His injury was getting better day by day, but he still sat on the bed with peace of mind, enjoying the child's service, he didn't even hide what he was thinking, and let his eyes follow that slender figure every day.

Lying on the bed at night, with the lights turned off, he could still clearly see every outline of the child. His rough palms stretched from forehead to chin, every inch, he could not put it down, the silvery moonlight Underneath, the delicate skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of light, soft and warm. He often stared at it for a long time without being able to move his eyes away. Looking at it this way, they are all fragile and slender like a girl, beautiful, delicate, and can't pick out a single flaw. In the past, it was a proud father's love in the eyes, but now it has become a provocative person who can't move his eyes. The allure of your own emotions.

A little bit, an inch, a trace, made him almost uncontrollable, and he often lost his breath.

Today is the seventh day here, and Tang Qianjia finally agreed to let Tang Ziao go out for a walk, of course, under his supervision and support.

Watching the child move the bamboo chair and spread a thick layer of quilt before coming to help him, Tang Ziao couldn't bear to show his kindness, put half of his body weight on him, and walked out.

The breath inside the house is already very clear, and it is even more comfortable to go outside.Tang Ziao had been inactive for many days, and walked for half an hour, only to sit down on the bamboo chair he had prepared to rest under Tang Qianjia's persecution.

"Come here." Tang Ziao beckoned him to sit beside him.

"I can't sit down." Qian Jia looked at the chair and said with some regret.

"Come, sit on my lap." Seeing him wanting to refuse again, Tang Ziao added: "It's okay, my injury is almost healed, and there is no wound on my leg. Come here, Daddy wants to hug you."

Tang Qianjia's eyes lit up all of a sudden. Hearing the last sentence, he almost jumped up excitedly. He sat down obediently, and tried his best not to press him down. Sitting like this would inevitably be stiff, and both of them felt uncomfortable. Tang Ziao She simply stretched out her hand, embraced him, and let him lie in front of her, pressing against her body.

"Don't, the wound." Qian Jia wanted to break free, but she didn't dare to move.

"Don't move, it's okay, let me rest for a while." Tang Ziao patted him on the back, signaling him to be quiet.

"Daddy?" Tang Qianjia lay in his arms, and soon relaxed. He had bandaged the wounds himself these days, and they were all scarred, so he wasn't too worried.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Daddy, let's settle the outside affairs in the future, so let's come and live here."

Tang Ziao didn't know what to say, so he didn't answer. After a while, he felt wet on his shoulders. It turned out that the child's tears flowed down.Sighing, he supported his face with both hands, raised his thumb and was about to wipe it off. Seeing the pitiful face, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed him, licking and swallowing the tears with the tip of his tongue and lips.

Tang Qianjia stared at him blankly, and forgot to cry, she blinked her eyes, a drop of tears she held just now slipped down, Tang Ziao leaned forward again, this time she didn't just let go after filling, Tang Ziao didn't know what he had suffered Confused, looking at the child's lips moistened by tears, showing a pink color, moist and soft, it looks like taking a bite, taste what it tastes, thinking so, so he did the same up.

Perhaps, the air was too cool and comfortable, which let the long-standing stagnation in his chest recede, and he had an instinctive impulse to forget all secular ethics, close his eyes, and exhaust all his strength , Wanton plunder.

Tang Qianjia was even more sluggish, unable to react at all, it was not the first time to kiss, but it was the real first time that daddy took the initiative.Such a strong, domineering kiss made him almost unable to breathe, so he could only soften his body and respond clumsily.

A gust of wind blew by, a few birds flapping their wings not far away, and the faint cry of wild animals in the deep mountains, all kinds of sounds, all constituted the catalyst between the two at this moment, making them feel happy. Enjoy it to your heart's content.

Nothing matters, nothing matters, only each other.

When the kiss ended, Tang Qianjia, who was supposed to be bold, blushed, his eyes dodged and he didn't know where to look, but he still asked excitedly: "Daddy, do you like me too?"

Afraid of not getting a satisfactory answer, Tang Qianjia simply buried her face in his arms.

"Yes, I like it more than I like it." Tang Ziao let out a breath and said while stroking the back of his neck.

"Really?"

"Well, yes."

At this moment, as if he didn't need to say anything, Tang Qianjia shrank her body, hooked his neck with both hands, and leaned against his shoulder, looking satisfied, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were blurred and intoxicated.

When Zheng Yuanjing came here, he saw the posture of the two sitting on the bamboo chair, his eyes flashed with doubts, Tang Ziao just looked back at him indifferently, nodded as a greeting, and said nothing .

When Zheng Yuanjing walked to the kitchen, he paused several times, each time it seemed