Fast travel: the 101st be

Jingguo will not be able to find any evidence that Ling Ye took Cheng Yuan away. Even if he finds it, Ding'anhou will die, Jingguo will probably be chaotic for a while, and will not find this opportunity to talk to Yanguo in the short term. Carry on.

Cheng Yuan was in Lingye's arms, and after saying that sentence, he completely lost consciousness.

After rushing to Xiehou Mansion to clean and bandage his wounds, he didn't see any signs of waking up, his face was pale, lying in the brocade quilt like a dead person.

Lingye's personal guards seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes when they saw their master overnight.

It's just that this place is not suitable for long-term residence, he has to rush back to Yancheng immediately to discuss the next step, every step is chaotic, every step is chaotic.

Rong Yue saw Ling Ye who had been guarding Cheng Yuan's side, her lower lip was clenched no less than a hundred times, and the silk in her hand was rubbed back and forth. She didn't know where she lost. .How could it be inferior to Cheng Yuan.

Ling Ye carried the sleeping Cheng Yuan into the carriage, this time he did not ride the horse himself, but stayed in the carriage with Cheng Yuan Rongyue.

Lingye let Cheng Yuan's head rest on his lap, protected him all the way, and stared at his pale cheeks all the way, occasionally pushing away the disobedient hair, and unconsciously caressing his forehead with his palm. meeting.

Rong Yue couldn't get in a word.

Rong Yue found a chance to speak, and it was after noon that the drowsy Cheng Yuan suddenly began to cough and vomit blood.

Lingye frowned, puzzled, and suffered internal injuries?The doctor at Xie Hou's mansion clearly stated that there was no internal injury.

"Lord Ling, let me help Shizi Cheng take a look." Rong Yue volunteered.

Ling Ye glanced at her, then looked down at Cheng Yuan, as if this was the only way.

Rong Yue looked at Cheng Yuan's fair face, the skin was so fair that the blood stains at the corners of his mouth were a bit glaring, objectively speaking from the bottom of his heart, Cheng Shizi is indeed a good-looking person, even more stunning than a woman like herself .

Is this why you lost?

The fingers under Rongyue's sleeves curled up unconsciously, and her thoughts wandered nine days away.

"Rongyue, you are a doctor."

Ling Ye's dull and sonorous voice brought her back from her thoughts, and Rong Yue looked up at Ling Ye.

It's just that the moment he met his eyes, his heart skipped a beat. It turned out that he knew that he, like this Shizi Cheng, knew about her little tricks, but no one took her little tricks to heart.

It was only then that Rongyue remembered that both of them were people who could plan strategies in troubled times, and they probably looked at her boudoir thoughts as if they were watching a child play.

For a moment, Rong Yue didn't know whether to be sad or to complain, she lowered her head and answered, "I know."

Rong Yue checked the pulse, and her heart was shocked again.

how come?How could there be, cold poison?

Moreover, it was an old poison, before Melting the Moon, he also took Cheng Yuan's pulse, and he hadn't found the cold poison in his body at that time.

This is impossible, the cold poison in the body can't survive for five days at most, and there is no medicine to cure it, unless someone else's life is exchanged, she probed again and confirmed that the poison was planted at least five years ago.

Lingye asked her, "How is it?"

Seeing Ling Ye's worried expression, Rong Yue pondered for a while before replying, "I'm not good at medicine, so I can't find out what's wrong with Cheng Shizi."

She is really not sure, doctors need to be cautious, she dare not speak nonsense, and for another reason, she is unwilling to tell Ling Ye.

She glanced at Cheng Yuan again.

Suddenly I remembered that moonlit night five years ago, those crooked eyes that were still smiling even though their faces were covered, the slightly bleak back when they left, and the voice, it seems, there is something similar.

Cheng Yuan kept coughing up blood, especially when lying down.

It was as if he was about to spit out all the blood in his body, and the blanket of the carriage was dyed crimson.

Lingye frowned, his heart tightened, he couldn't stand it anymore, he helped him up, hugged him into his arms, let him lean on his shoulder, and put his other hand along his back, and then he calmed down a bit.

After that, he didn't let go of it anymore, he wrapped his arms around Cheng Yuan, and hugged him all the way.

Hemolysis didn't say another word, nor did he take another look.

She was very puzzled, she couldn't figure it out, didn't it mean that they were irreconcilable, didn't they mean that fire and water were incompatible?

Physician Zhang was rushed into the palace, and Taifu Qin also rushed to the palace. When he saw Cheng Yuan in Lingye's arms, his heart skipped a beat.

How did you bring it back?Is Ding Anhou dead?It's okay if you don't die, but if you die...

"Doctor Zhang, please."

Dr. Zhang sighed. The patient he has treated the most in recent years is this Cheng Shizi who closed his eyes.

He didn't know what their mausoleum king meant. Every time he killed people half to death, he asked him to take them back intact, and then continued to torture them.

Although he could save his life every time, he actually couldn't bear the pain and torture.He is a doctor, and he clearly understands the pain of his patients. If it really continues like this, it's better to give him a happy ending.

Thinking of this, Dr. Zhang began to feel resentful for some reason, and he couldn't wait to see their king at this moment.

"How is he?"

"You give way first."

As soon as the words came out, not only Ling Ye was stunned, but Dr. Zhang himself was also stunned.

Did he just do something outrageous?

What shocked Dr. Zhang even more was that King Ling, who was usually aloof, really took a step back.

"Feel sorry."

Dr. Zhang choked, and adjusted his mentality, "Lord Ling, you go outside to rest first, and wait for me to check."

Outside, Qin Taifu hesitated to speak.

"King of Mausoleum, Marquis of Ding'an?"

"died."

"He killed it?"

"Yes."

Qin Taifu shut up, Lingye's attitude was already obvious.

Things have come to this point, even a blind person can see the constant mess between Ling Ye and Cheng Yuan, but what about Rong Yue?

"Lord Ling, there is something I've always wanted to ask."

Lingye gestured to him.

"The cold poison can be cured by ordinary methods. Since you know that Miss Rongyue did not cure the cold poison for you, why did you still take her with you as a savior?" Qin Taifu said.

"Although she didn't cure the cold poison, she also spent a lot of effort to help me leave the Jiang country. She even sentenced the people from the Li tribe. She is also kind to me, but there is only kindness between me and her."

It turned out to be the case.

"But Miss Rongyue, she..."

"I have said it many times."

Then it is Rongyue's unilateral perseverance, but this kind of entanglement has always been annoying.

Qin Taifu wanted to say more.

"I know, I will tell her clearly, the last time."

Seeing the calmness and firmness in Lingye's eyes, Qin Taifu knew that the last time he said was really the last time, and he would kill him cleanly, leaving no chance.

After this incident became clear, Taifu Qin began to worry about the matter of Marquis Ding'an again.

"Also, Cheng Shizi..."

Lingye waved his hand to stop him from continuing, as if he didn't want to hear about it for the time being.

Doctor Zhang just came out of the room at this time, with a bad complexion.

"Lord Ling, why does he have the cold poison from five years ago in his body?"

Lingye's hand resting on the desk slightly curled up.

Cheng Yuan woke up, as always, with the familiar nansi wooden bed beams and black and red bed curtains.

It's still back, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

He is so tired now that he doesn't bother to speculate on Lingye's thoughts.

But he was so boring, he wanted to find someone to talk about unnutritious topics, talk nonsense, but Ping Ping was not there, he suddenly missed Ping Ping a little bit.

He called Pingping a few times, but Pingping didn't come, but Lingye did.

Seeing him waking up, Lingye had a flash of light in his eyes, which was fleeting, but was caught by Cheng Yuan

Cheng Yuan teased him as always, "I'm so dangerous, do you really want to hide me?"

Lingye didn't answer, "Are you hungry?"

Cheng Yuan thought about it, it seemed a little bit.

Lingye sent someone to get soft porridge.

Lingye didn't speak, walked to the bed and helped him up from the bed.

Cheng Yuan was caught off guard, and before he realized what he was going to do, he had already been pulled into his arms.

Cheng Yuan: "..." I don't understand.

Cheng Yuan had no strength, so he could only lean on vainly, and the servant came over with porridge after a while.

Lingye walked around him with one hand, holding the bowl, and scooped up the porridge with the other hand, bringing it to his lips.

Lingye's attitude was so abnormal that Cheng Yuan even suspected that he had poisoned it, but even if it was poisoned, he still had to drink it.

So he drank it obediently.

"You can't eat anything else, but you can have some porridge." Lingye handed the bowl to the boy next to him.

"Oh." Cheng Yuan didn't know what to reply.

"You lay in bed for five days."

"..." Cheng Yuan really didn't know what to reply.

"Doctor Zhang said that the wound on the waist needs to be recuperated for a few days. Should I rest for a while now or continue to lie down?"

"...Keep lying down..." Cheng Yuan regretted it after finishing speaking, he should have said to keep leaning.

"it is good."

Cheng Yuan regretted it too late.

For the next few days, Cheng Yuan was taken care of by Hao Sheng, and there were more and more servants around him every day, and Ling Ye often came to check on the situation.

Occasionally say a few words of concern that are not painful.

But he never mentioned the matter of Marquis Ding'an.

So many days passed.

The wound on Cheng Yuan's waist is slowly recovering, but his state has been good and bad these days. When it is bad, he will fall into a coma, and the high fever will rise and fall. feel bored.

This day Ling Ye came again, with the same question, even the number of words remained unchanged. "How are you?"

Cheng Yuan listened to these four words of neither pain nor itching, and pretended to sigh, "It's not good, I've been lying down for too long, it's uncomfortable, why don't you take me out to play?" He joked.

He really meant it as a joke.

But Lingye thought for a few seconds.

In the end, she actually bent down and picked him up horizontally.

Cheng Yuan was so surprised that he forgot to hug the man's neck and almost slipped down.

"you……"

"It's winter outside, the wind is strong, I can only hold you in the study for a while."

"Where do you sit?" Cheng Yuan smiled and asked knowingly.

Lingye ignored his deliberate teasing.

Cheng Yuan still felt strange, he was placed sideways on Lingye's lap, protected by Lingye's hand.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, and he leaned into his arms.

"If Marquis Ding'an suddenly treats me so well because I helped you kill him, then there's no need for it."

Lingye didn't speak, and flipped through the memorial on the case table with the other hand.

"Do you know what will happen if you bring me back?"

"According to what you thought before, send me there. My future life and death have nothing to do with you. If I can take advantage of the situation and kill Ding'anhou, then I just solved a problem for you. If I didn't kill him, I will live or die anyway. It doesn't matter to you. You brought me back this time, which confirmed your wolf ambition." Cheng Yuan said.

"A battle is inevitable, sooner or later."

Cheng Yuan smiled again and pretended to sigh, "Okay, let's be the king of the mausoleum with great achievements and don't care about this little conflict. Then, another question."

"Why did you bring me back?"

Ling Ye lowered his eyes to look at him, and found that Cheng Yuan was already looking at him with his head up. His pair of beautiful fox eyes can look into your heart at any time.

"Huh? Why?" Cheng Yuan asked again, moving closer to him.

Ling Ye remained silent.

Cheng Yuan was already close to his breath, it was warm but still stable.

"Huh? Ask you."

"Lingye..." He sighed and murmured curiously.

Lingye's breath finally became flustered for a moment.

Ling Ye watched as Cheng Yuan closed his eyes and touched his lips.

Soft, cool, with the astringency and bitterness of the medicine I just drank, and a pleasant medicinal fragrance.

When was the last time you kissed this lip?

Lingye thought for a while, it seemed like, a long, long time ago.

Cheng Yuan just stuck to it and didn't move. Ling Ye knew what he was thinking, and he was waiting for him to take the bait.

Lingye put the hand on Cheng Yuan's back and fished it in. Cheng Yuan's lips were firmly attached to him, and he could feel the corners of Cheng Yuan's lips rising.

He pried open Cheng Yuan's lips.

Once the fish is hooked, then you can let the fish do whatever it wants.

Cheng Yuan dedicates himself to Ling Ye in a state of completely spreading himself out.

Until there was a sound of soup cans shattering on the ground at the door.

Cheng Yuan and Ling Ye temporarily separated, Ling Ye straightened up, and Cheng Yuan saw the situation outside.

Rong Yue stood stiffly at the door, her face pale.

Cheng Yuan felt that sometimes he was really bad. He smiled, and kept his hands still. At this moment, both of them slid up Lingye's chest, and slid up Lingye's neck like a snake.

She also intentionally rubbed against his shoulder, and leaned softly against his arms.

Just looking at Rong Yue with a half-smile.

[The author has something to say: count... sugar, right?

And has he kissed in two or five years?I kind of forgot, maybe?This is the first time since the reunion, right? 】