After three years of reconciliation, the emperor regretted

Running all the way outside the study room, the guard fell to his knees with a plop, and announced in a trembling voice: "Report to the lord, the emperor... the emperor is here to see you."

Xiao Yunyan was practicing calligraphy, when he heard the guard's report, his arm trembled, and the ink on the wolf hair dripped down, staining the rice paper.

On the rice paper were his and Chu Jingrong's small characters.

On the top is Huai Jin, on the bottom is Gui An, and the awe-inspiring word "Duan" in the middle is blurred by ink at the moment, as if to reconnect the two people.

Putting down the pen dejectedly, Xiao Yunyan waved his hands, and after pushing everyone away, he leaned his back against the bookshelf weakly.

Covering his face with his hands and the struggle in his eyes, Xiao Yunyan murmured in a low voice: "Teacher, what do you want? Don't provoke me again, I'm afraid... I won't be able to keep my promise, so I will pester you again."

Chu Jingrong stood outside the door for a long time, his bare|bare feet seemed to have been frozen together with the bluestone floor.

There was no place on his body that was not shivering, and the thin underwear on his body could not protect him from the cold, but could only cover his shame.

Curious and prying eyes were frequently cast from behind, making Chu Jing look like a light on his back, no different from being escorted naked to parade in the street.

With a pale complexion, like a lifeless corpse, Chu Jingrong gritted his teeth to hold on to the last consciousness, and did not pass out.

Yubai's hairpin pierced another inch into his palm, and the warm blood slid down his fingertips, making Chu Jingrong feel alive. At least, his blood wasn't frozen.

Why didn't Erlang come to see him?Are you refusing to forgive him?What else is he going to do?To be forgiven?

Yunyan, I'm so cold, I'm really cold.

Qingwu couldn't stand it anymore, did the prince hear the servant's report, why did he hang the young master at the gate of the mansion for so long?

Prince, this is the young master who is on top of your heart, are you really willing to do it?

Qingwu's eyes were red, and he rushed towards the mansion, the guard at the door subconsciously stopped him, Qingwu widened his eyes and roared angrily: "I don't think any of you dare to stop me?"

The petite body burst out with awe-inspiring aura, the guard withdrew his weapon guiltily, and let Qingwu in.

While inquiring about the residence of the lord, while running like crazy, Qingwu didn't even have time to wipe away his tears, so he rushed to the door of the study and grabbed the ground with his head: "My lord, he only wears a single piece of clothing, and his bare feet are naked. , this cold winter month, already numb from the cold, my lord, please feel sorry for your son, your son... he is afraid of the cold!"

People who can't stand the cold on weekdays are not afraid of anything now, even if it was the son who made a mistake before, do you really have the heart to ignore it and ignore it?

The young master has already repented, so please forgive me, otherwise, with the young master's temper, you will really force yourself to death!

Qingwu didn't have time to speak again, only heard the door slam open, and Xiao Yunyan's figure burst out from the study room, his use of lightness kung fu has never been as extreme as it is at this moment, and he came to the mansion in the blink of an eye the door.

Seeing that frail and thin figure that was already on the verge of falling, Xiao Yunyan's heart felt like a knife was twisted in an instant.

Hearing the movement, Chu Jingrong raised his head slowly, his movements were weird and awkward, as if his neck had been frozen and rusted.

Seeing Xiao Yunyan's figure, Chu Jingrong smiled weakly, opened and closed his thin lips silently: "Erlang."

In the next second, the whole person crashed into a warm embrace, his eyes turned, and the person had already been hugged horizontally.

With both arms hanging down weakly, Chu Jingrong gritted his teeth and refused to pass out, until he watched Xiao Yunyan hugging him and his legs crossing the threshold, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness in Xiao Yunyan's arms.

"Jing Rong, don't sleep, don't sleep!" Xiao Yunyan's eyes were shattered, and his hands were shaking for a while, wishing to tear himself into pieces.

The person in his arms was so cold that he could never wake up again, Xiao Yunyan's eyes were red, and he even roared with trembling intentions: "Come on, go... go and invite the imperial physician, invite the imperial physician from the palace, invite the best doctor in the palace!" Doctor, hurry up!"

Put Chu Jingrong on the soft couch, wrap her whole body in soft fox fur, Tang Pozi stuffed one after another, and set up the stove one after another, Xiao Yunyan tightly held Chu Jingrong's hand, rubbed and breathed, this man's The body temperature can't be warmed up.

"Hasn't the imperial doctor been invited yet? What are they doing for food? What is the use of my king raising you?"

Xiao Yunyan was about to go crazy.

No, it's already crazy!

He has always been tolerant, and rarely shows such a harsh side.

"My lord, the imperial doctor is here, the imperial doctor is here."

The most respected and respected old doctor of the imperial hospital was carried out of the palace by the royal guards on horseback. The horses galloped along the way. Kneeling down beside the bed, he took Chu Jingrong's pulse.

Seeing that Chu Jingrong's fingertips were red from the cold, the imperial physician was shocked, and quickly ordered the servants around to take away Mrs. Tang and the stove.

Although Xiao Yunyan was puzzled, he did as he was told. After all the warming things were removed, the old doctor put his hands on Chu Jingrong's wrists, and his brows gradually frowned.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yunyan asked tremblingly: "Jing Rong, how is your body?"

Withdrawing his hand, the old doctor sighed softly, and said: "The emperor is suffering from cold, and now the cold has penetrated into the bone marrow, even if the emperor has martial arts, but the cold is causing trouble, in the future, if he is blown by a little wind, It will be unbearable pain, this is not a sudden illness, but it is a difficult illness, you can only adjust slowly, wait for the old minister to prescribe a prescription, let the emperor take it every day, and use wormwood before going to bed, Soak your feet with plantain grass, don't delay for a day."

After finishing speaking, the old doctor looked up, only to find that the prince, who has always been calm and introverted and never batted an eye when he went to the battlefield to slaughter the enemy, actually had tears in his eyes with red eyes.

"But he can't get warm now, and Mrs. Tang's stove can't be turned on. What should I do?"

"This is exactly what the old minister wants to say. The emperor's teacher is severely cold. If he is wrapped in intensely warm objects, it is very likely that he will suffer from frostbite."

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what should I do?" Xiao Yunyan growled in a broken voice, feeling helpless, which made him hate himself more and more. Why didn't he rush out the moment he heard the news?Why should he hesitate, why should he hesitate?

"My lord, if you don't mind, you can try to use your body temperature to warm the emperor's teacher. After the emperor's body has recovered, put it in warm water and add hot water little by little until the emperor's body temperature returns to normal."

After the imperial physician explained the method, he retreated respectfully, Xiao Yunyan retreated to the left and right, and for a while, only he and Chu Jingrong were left in the room.

Unzipping the belt and unbuttoning the shirt, Xiao Yunyan took off his outer robe, exposing his muscular upper body and chest.

On this man's back, there were hideous whip wounds all over the place, uneven and overlapping one after another. Now that the blood scabs have faded away, it is still tragic, which shows how bloody and bloody it was when he was injured.

One arm bears bloodstains scratched by sharp rocks, as well as dark spots pecked off by a sharp beak when Hai Dongqing was captured, and the other arm was poisoned by poisonous The person bit off a mouthful of flesh and blood, leaving a sunken scar.

If Chu Jingrong opened his eyes at this moment, he would find that Xiao Yunyan had traces of loving him all over his body. It is impossible for such a person to stop loving him!

Lifting a corner of the fox fur, Xiao Yunyan lay down, and stretched out his arms to hug Chu Jingrong tightly without hesitation.

This person's body was as cold as ice, Xiao Yunyan just hugged him, and felt the chill was piercing to his bones, and he didn't know how many sins Jing Rong had committed to be frozen like this.

Pulling Chu Jingrong's icy fingertips and sticking them to his heart, Xiao Yunyan stroked the messy black hair on Chu Jingrong's forehead with one hand. After hesitating for a while, he poked his head over and carefully kissed the man's frowning eyes.

"Jing Rong, I'm here, it's not cold anymore." Xiao Yunyan murmured over and over again to comfort Chu Jingrong, who hadn't regained consciousness, and his brows gradually relaxed.

Like an ignorant lure, subconsciously burrowing into a warm place, Chu Jingrong curled up into a ball, completely wrapped by Xiao Yunyan's hands and legs.

The frost on the eyelashes melted away, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes. Xiao Yunyan wanted to wipe it away with his fingertips, but froze when he approached Chu Jingrong's face.

His hands hold weapons all the year round, and the palms are full of thin calluses. In addition to the poison of drunkenness in his body before, his ten fingers were needled, and the pulps of his fingers were already uneven. Afraid that Chu Jingrong would feel uncomfortable, Xiao Yunyan withdrew his hands and turned to bend down. He lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of Chu Jingrong's eyes with his lips.

Don't cry, Jing Rong, don't cry!

Xiao Yunyan finally compromised!

I'll just take the bait, no matter what you want, I will fall into the trap voluntarily, even if this is another revenge you have planned, even if the price this time is to be broken into pieces, never to be reborn.

Xiao Yunyan recognized it!He just begged Chu Jingrong not to cry!His heart was about to break.

When Chu Jingrong woke up, his whole body was warm, and he found himself in warm water. He couldn't see Xiao Yunyan's figure at the first time. He wanted to get up in a panic. At this moment, a pair of hands wrapped around his back Waist limbs, bring the person into his arms.

The back pressed against the man's firm chest, and the tense body relaxed, and Chu Jingrong's ears suddenly turned red.

"Erro."

"I'm here."

"Erro."

"I am, always have been."

Chu Jingrong lowered his head, slipped his hands between Xiao Yunyan's fingers, interlocked with the man's fingers, bit his lips for a while, then took a deep breath and said, "Erlang, I... know I was wrong, can you ……forgive me?

Chu Jingrong's ears were red as if he was about to bleed. He was such an arrogant person, and he never bowed his head in front of others and admitted his mistakes.

Ten fingers tightened, Xiao Yunyan whispered softly: "I never blamed you."

Hearing this, Chu Jingrong seemed to feel tenderness in his heart: "Erlang, I don't want to... get divorced."

Xiao Yunyan still indulged: "Okay, it's all up to you."

"Erlang, let's start over. I want to marry you. I don't fear the eyes of the world, and I will marry you in style." As if she had made up her mind, Chu Jingrong wanted to entrust her life to Erlang's hands.

Because his back was facing Xiao Yunyan, when Chu Jingrong finished speaking, he couldn't notice the look of fear in Xiao Yunyan's eyes.

Unable to bear to refuse Chu Jingrong's request, Xiao Yunyan forcefully raised the corners of his lips, not letting the panic in his heart show.

"Okay, I promise you, as long as Jingrong wants it, as long as I have it, I will give it to you."

After all, he couldn't escape, even if it was another dream of Chunhuaqiuyue, he would admit it!

If he could, he would like to waste his whole life in this dream.

The author has something to say:

Gouzi thought it was Nanke Yimeng again~

Because it's not that Jiaojiao didn't treat him well before, but the result is...

The silly child is afraid of being hurt. This is a knot in her heart. To untie it slowly, Jiaojiao needs to continue to work hard!

(I vomited, today is really gone, not a single drop!)