The Regent is my cat

Jian Linqing propped himself up and sat up. If he passed out again, he would really be close to death. He stuffed the last pill into his mouth, and checked his body slowly. The abrasions were the most, and the rest were stab wounds. , he tore off some rags from the skirt with the sharp point of the arrow, and wrapped up the deepest part of the wound.

The most serious injury was his right leg, which was broken when he rolled down the hill, and then he walked all the way all the way, and now he can't move easily.

There was one last arrow left in his hand.

Jian Linqing felt that he was going to die in all likelihood, either from excessive blood loss or from the hands of those gangsters.

If those people came to him, even an arrow would do nothing, Jian Linqing felt relieved thinking about it, since he was waiting to die anyway, it would be better to relax before he died.

So he picked up the last arrow, tapped the point of the arrow, and began to draw on the ground. It was very dark here, and Jian Linqing did what he wanted, so he couldn't see clearly no matter how he drew.

The picture was painted in his mind.

After his death, Yangxi and Mujin should be the saddest. They have been together for many years, like relatives. Yangxi probably just cried. Mujin needs to be stronger and organize his belongings so that she can find him and keep them well. In the suicide note, he arranged all the money, and it was also a farewell.

Aunt He will also feel uncomfortable. This kind woman has always been concerned about his basic necessities of life, lest he live in the palace unhappily, and Yun Lanlan, Chang Guang, Chang Ming...

and Yan Chen.

After all, he still thought of Yan Chen, the tip of the arrow slid on the ground, and the traces of haste were full of tenderness.

His eyebrows are pitch black, and the eyebrows are slightly raised, forming the clearest arc. The brow bones are high, making the eyes particularly deep, and the pupils like lacquer, sometimes like black jade, are the prettiest color. There is a very faint mole on the side, Jian Linqing traced its small and round shape, and thought it was so cute.

The lips are also lovely, a little thin, and they are always ruddy in my impression, and they should feel warm and soft to the touch.

With this face alone, he can be the best in the capital.

How can you not be tempted?

This is the god of war on the battlefield, the regent who holds the power in his hand, but he takes off his aura in front of you, and is no different from any person who is in love. He cares about your every word and thinks about your every thought. Take everything you do with your heart, give enough respect and love, and those beautiful eyes are full of you.

Not to mention that he is likely to be an extremely cute little chubby cat, who eats and plays with him and sleeps with him.

Who can resist such a man who likes himself?

But it happened that he was so kind, so good that Jian Linqing felt that he could not deceive him, and could not selfishly leave him with deep pain for his own momentary happiness.

He can't do this, it's best to end it before it's said, and the bud that germinated from timid joy will slowly wither over time, and it will become nourishment, nourishing the next sprout.

He thought so, a little sad.

Sooner or later, the buds that belonged to him will wither.

The tip of the arrow fell to the ground weakly. Jian Linqing was stunned for a while before he realized it, but found that he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

The scene in front of him slowly blurred, and in the haze, he seemed to see someone walking in, and the soft glow illuminated his face, which was exactly the face that Jian Linqing had copied several times.

Jian Linqing regretted it, he should spend some time sorting out his remains.

It was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

Therefore, he couldn't feel the warm arm supporting his fallen body, it was so tight, as if it wanted to hold his soul together.

The person in his arms was so light that it made people uneasy, Yan Chen immediately went to check his breath, in the short waiting time, he felt as if he was facing a big enemy, his whole body tensed up until his weak breath brushed against his fingertips .

Yan Chen breathed a long sigh of relief silently, only then did he realize the coldness behind his back, he came all the way in the rain, non-stop, worried, until now, half of his heart was let go.

He then gave Jian Linqing a medicine, and placed the Ye Mingzhu lamp holder in a corner of the cave, illuminating the entire small cave. Yan Chen held Jian Linqing in one hand, went around, sprinkled insect repellent powder, and opened the belt. The big package that came over has enough fuel in it.

He lit a warm flame, spread a soft blanket on the ground, and guessing that the time was almost up, he stretched out his hand to feel Jian Linqing's pulse.

The pulse was weak but steady, which was a good sign. He breathed a sigh of relief, but had trouble putting Jian Linqing on the blanket.

The clothes on his body were too wet, and there were many wounds, so he needed to change into dry clothes in time.

At least take off the wet skirt.

With no distractions, he didn't dare to offend him, and took off his coat as gently as possible. In summer, the clothes are thin, and pajamas can be dried quickly by the flames.

Under the deep purple coat was dark green pajamas. Yan Chen kept his eyes on the pajamas, but stopped on Jian Linqing's exposed forearm. There were many small scratches, red and purple, and The blood from the roughly bandaged wound had turned brown.

These wounds also need to be treated as soon as possible. Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and took off Jian Linqing's torn skirt. He had never seen how the skirt was put on, and he poked his hand offensively at the slender waist Quan didn't understand how the skirt was going to come off, so he simply cut it open with a dagger. He wrapped his arms around the person in his arms and picked him up a little, reaching out to remove the completely damaged skirt.

Because of his posture, his chest was almost against Jian Linqing, and he was always careful not to take advantage of others. After putting down the skirt, he heaved a sigh of relief and straightened up, but the pajamas of the person in his arms fell apart at this moment. Yan Chen didn't have time to react, he was stunned for a moment before closing his eyes hastily.

There is light in the cave, and when you close your eyes, you will see a red, orange-red color. Yan Chen inexplicably feels that his heartbeat at the moment should also be this color, flustered and gorgeous.

He gathered himself together, followed his memory to reach out his hand, held the lace of the pajamas, and carefully tied his wrists stiffly into a firm knot. Then he opened his eyes with relief, his forehead covered with sweat, he He quickly put Jian Linqing on the blanket, and hurried outside the cave. The dark night covered his blushing face, and he couldn't even see the stars.

Yan Chen stood in the slightly cold night wind for a while before suppressing the images in his mind. He walked back slowly, took out the water bag and handkerchief from the package, and took a general look at Jian Linqing's wound, feeling a little lucky There are no particularly deep wounds in these places on the back and waist, and the medicine can be applied after returning home.

He rolled up his sleeves and carefully cleaned the wounds on his limbs. Some of the deep wounds were still embedded with sand and stones. Yan Chen always paid attention to Jian Linqing's reaction when cleaning.

He's used to fighting pain this way.

Yan Chen could only make his movements extremely gentle, and waited until his clothes were dried by the fire before he healed all the tiny wounds.

The next step is to apply the medicine. The medicine powder is lightly sprinkled on the wound on the palm, probably because of the sting, the slender fingers trembled, and they were about to curl up immediately. He moved a little faster, but there was a soft touch on his fingers.

He was held backwards, and the warm soft fingers were pinched, as if urging and acting like a baby.

The redness that hadn't faded from the tips of Yan Chen's ears curled up again. He bandaged the wound with one hand, gently pinched Jian Linqing's fingers, and gently pulled his hand out.

This is the first time they hold hands, if that counts.

He paused, and finally closed Jian Linqing's curled hand vainly, it was a size that fit into the palm of his hand.

Ye Yu seemed to have become peaceful, Yan Chen applied the medicine silently, Jian Linqing's painful struggle was gently suppressed by him, and when the last wound was treated, Yan Chen looked at Jian Linqing's frowning brows, even though he knew it was useless, he still endured He couldn't help but gently rubbed his bandaged knee.

The latter turned sideways, crossed his slender right leg, and clamped his hand between his legs.

Yan Chen was startled and instinctively struggled, this action was too rude and embarrassing, but Jian Linqing held him firmly, Yan Chen could only increase his strength, when his arm slid up when he broke free, he His sleeves were rolled up to his arms, and Jian Linqing was only separated by a thin pajamas, and any touch was extremely clear.

Yan Chen pulled out his hand suddenly, a look of astonishment appeared on his usually calm face.

He changed the cloak on Jian Linqing's body and stared deeply at his face.

This face is indeed handsome and compelling, but it also carries a heroic spirit that cannot be ignored. Yan Chen remembers the look of Jian Linqing's hair tied up high. It was an indisputable beauty, and his stature was considered tall among women Yes, the chest is flat, without the slightest curvature, plus the sharp touch just now...

If he didn't suffer from hysteria, then Jian Linqing should be a man, a man just like him.

It should be said that young people are the ones. He is only 17 years old this year. Jian Linqing always makes people ignore his age.

Yan Chen didn't know what he was thinking, his chaotic thoughts were like shattered stars, Jian Linqing's mind was in his mind for a while, and the space was blank for a while.

His eyes wandered unconsciously over the unconscious man, and then fell on the bridge of his nose.

There was a scratch there, but it wasn't bleeding, it was just red and swollen. Yan Chen stared at it for a while, then stroked it with the ointment on his fingertips.

When the ointment was finished, the curly long eyelashes were still trembling slightly, Yan Chen couldn't help flicking them, and the long eyelashes fell obediently between his fingers in an instant.

He still thinks that Jian Linqing is so cute, even a man.

Jian Linqing felt warm all over his body, as if soaking in hot spring water, but there was something jumping in front of him, he wanted to see what it was, so he opened his eyes.

The warm flame was burning quietly in front of him, he couldn't react, and subconsciously looked to the side.

In front of him, the gentle and jade-like man stared at him quietly, and the firelight illuminated his dark green vertical pupils.

"...Yan Chen?"

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The prelude to both falling off the horse!