Ye Sheng didn't want to learn, but they wanted it.The two of them sat there all morning, making calculations, and a mess of things was placed on the table.

Ye Sheng was bored anyway, so he simply went to the nearby yard to play.

This Wangyuntai is a cliff, and the wind blowing is cold.The surrounding area is empty.Twice towering trees rose from the ground, but there was only one yard in the surrounding open space.

In the yard, the leaves of the plum blossoms fell to the ground, forming a thick layer.The remaining scattered pieces shivered in the autumn wind.

This yard should be deserted.Ye Sheng was bored, so he simply walked in.

The gate mentioned two poems and couplets. "Who will talk to the soul of Meimei this evening? Let his shadow dip in the cold current." The handwriting was clear, and he looked at Fangzheng.But Ye Sheng felt that there was some lingering affection in it.

The door was unlocked, and with the wind, the withered and yellow plum blossom leaves in the yard whirled and floated to Ye Sheng's feet.Ye Sheng froze, looking at the positions of those trees was a bit strange.

Unable to understand, he simply walked in.

"Birth, don't move." As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he was stopped.

Rong Qian had already walked over, his moon white robe swayed slightly, although his steps were steady, he moved quickly.

"That old thing, why don't you even lock the door when you're not at home?" Fang Qingliu was still sitting at the stone table, and saw that the courtyard door was unlocked at a glance.

In the blink of an eye, Rong Qian was beside him, and with a big hand, Ye Sheng was already in his arms.Rong Qian instantly knelt down and hugged him and sighed. "It seems that the effect of killing chickens and monkeys is not good. It should let you know how to be cautious in words and deeds."

No matter how dull Ye Sheng was, he knew that he almost got into trouble. Looking at the yard and Rong Qian, he hesitated for a while.Isn't it just an ordinary yard?

Rong Qian smiled, picked him up with a smile, stepped back five steps away, picked up a stone, and threw it casually.

In an instant, the arrows from Megan fired together, forming a rain of swords, and the range stopped at the gate of the courtyard.Some swords even bounced off the door and shot at Rong Qian's feet.

Rong Qian hugged him, gently covered his face with his sleeve, leaving his eyes.Standing neither far nor near, until a sword came straight to his face.

Ye Sheng seemed to be able to hear the sound of the cold arrow piercing the air.The cold cinnamon fragrance on Rong Qian's body seemed to be absent, but with the sound of piercing the air, it exploded little by little, becoming thicker and more unbearable.

Suddenly, Ye Sheng closed his eyes.Waiting for the arrow to penetrate his body again with a "puff", it was as painful and cold as when the cold weapon in Wangyou Palace pierced him that day.

Die again.Ye Sheng thought.It was as if everything was still and time stood still.Ye Sheng held his breath, even his eyelashes trembled, welcoming the second death.

In the blink of an eye, Rong Qian was the clearest face in his mind.

"Are you afraid?" Rong Qian whispered in his ears.The voice was small enough, without the usual calm and breezy, the hoarseness in the ears had a kind of charming tenderness.

Rong Qian hugged him in one hand, and the arrow that just came towards him in the other.The question was simple, only three words, but it caused ripples in Ye Sheng's heart.

Naturally I was afraid.At that moment, my heart was suffocated, my mind was so blank that I could only accommodate Rong Qian's face.That face was so clear, obviously expressionless, yet Ye Sheng found it extremely vivid.It was as if one could see the coldness in his bewildered eyes, the joy in his ink-like eyebrows and the corners of his slightly curved mouth, and the most subtle and meticulous emotions in his frown and frown.

The face in my brain slowly overlapped with the one in front of me.Ye Sheng raised his head, looked straight at Rong Qian, and looked at him inch by inch, seeing that they were the same.The only difference is that there are still some fine beads of sweat on Rong Qian's erect nose bridge and full forehead.

"I'm afraid." Ye Sheng nodded in a daze, looking at him with dark eyes, his gaze wandered, and there was deep nostalgia inside.

Rong Qian felt that he was wrong, and frowned, but when he looked intently again, his eyes were covered by the child's long sleeves.Ye Sheng put his arm on Rong Qian's forehead and carefully wiped away the fine beads of sweat with his sleeve.Little by little, wipe slowly and meticulously.Wiping and wiping, tears rolled down Ye Sheng's eyes, soaking drop by drop on the breast of Rong Qianyue's white robe.

Ye Sheng knew that Rong Qian was also afraid.He stopped himself just now and hurried over.He held him and stood before the arrow.With a little carelessness, he died with him.

Maybe he won't die, if he dares to stand up, he can guarantee that the arrow won't catch him in the slightest.But he is still afraid, afraid that one day he will be like today again.If he didn't pay attention, he would be dead when he stepped down.

So he hugged him, stood in front of the door, and activated the mechanism in the courtyard without hesitation.He didn't dodge when the arrow came.

Only the danger that is close at hand will make people impressed and leave a permanent mark in the heart.Only then can he know that this is not a paradise, but a world full of dangers.

"Since you are afraid, don't move around here in the future." Rong Qian felt the wetness on his chest, knowing that he was frightened, so he softened his voice.Softly, gently, without the meaning of blame, but more tender and considerate.

Ye Sheng cried even harder.This person didn't even know why he was crying. He used his life to teach himself to cherish and cherish life.He didn't know that he had already lost it once, and he almost lost it a second time just now.

"Forget it." Ye Sheng hummed in a nasal voice.The little hands wiped off the sweat but still didn't let go.He didn't want Rong Qian to see him tearful.

Rong Qian was blindfolded.He simply dropped the arrow in his hand.He found a brocade handkerchief in his sleeve.He touched Ye Sheng's face and wiped it for him.

"I'll do it myself." Even Ye Sheng felt embarrassed.Hastily loosened the hand that covered Rong Qian's eyes, and grabbed the veil.Wipe it up by yourself.

Just as they were in shock, they lost the mood to stay here any longer.Rong Qian hugged Ye Sheng and walked along the winding bluestone path.

Before leaving, he emphatically told Fang Qingliu to lock the yard.

Rong Qian wanted to cut down the tree.If it wasn't for thinking that those plum trees were Luo Tong's lifeblood.The mechanism under the tree was arranged by myself.

It was already almost noon when we returned to Gaoshan Xiaozhu, Chen San'er took the bag from Ye Sheng, whose nose was red and eyes were red, he was very puzzled.

Could it be that the prince was bullied when he went out to play?

From this, I feel that this Rong Shizi is too black-hearted.

How old is your own son?How could he be so ruthless?

Chen San'er was so angry that he ate three extra bowls of rice at noon.Thinking that he can't deal with that black-hearted son, it's okay for him to be poor.

Later, Chen San'er, who had worked hard for a long time, found sadly that apart from the extra pounds of fat on her body, the son of the Rong family had no influence at all.

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hold head high. ^3^The second update was delivered.Good night.mwah.

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