After running away, she was pregnant with His Majesty's cub

Huo Rong's tone was solemn, like a dragon guarding his favorite jewel, not allowing anyone to touch or slander her.

Shang Yuan's eyes couldn't help turning red.

In his heart, at this moment, he was looking forward to it. The person Huo Rong said was himself.

If this person is me... If I really went through so many hardships with Huo Rong, but was carefully loved by him.

Then the hardships and ups and downs he has experienced in the past few months are all worthy of the word worth.

It's a pity... there are no ifs in many things.

He took a deep breath, and finally decided to tell the truth: "Actually... I don't remember what His Majesty said at all."

He didn't dare to think about Huo Rong's reaction, thinking that at least he must be extremely surprised, but what he didn't expect was that Huo Rong just raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked deeply at himself.

Shang Yuan: "???"

"A Yuan is finally willing to tell me the truth." Huo Rong rubbed his head: "Tell me, when did you lose your memory?"

Amnesia?

No... not amnesia...

Much more ridiculous than amnesia...

Shang Yuan could no longer hold back his emotions, his pupils constricted slightly and said: "The person His Majesty once liked is not me."

He spoke very softly, as if he was afraid of waking up Huo Rong's dream.

But he was afraid that he would not have the courage to explain if he paused any longer, so he could only push himself up: "I... I am not the person you wrote on it at all. You went to Hebei for disaster relief together, and I actually didn't participate in your Majesty's previous life..."

It's cruel, but this is the truth between them.

They are supposed to be strangers, even... don't belong to the same world...

"At that time... when I opened my eyes, I saw that His Majesty had been poisoned by that medicine..."

Shang Yuan didn't mention the matter of wearing books, but said intermittently: "That's it, I haven't even met His Majesty before that, and I don't even know what I have done to Your Majesty...I don't know why the person His Majesty likes Betrayed you, and I don't know where he went, but that person...is really not me..."

Maybe all of this is too unimaginable, but Shang Yuan still couldn't help but say it.

He could no longer bear Huo Rong's erroneous and sincere love for him, and this cub who was conceived inexplicably.

It's just that at some point, his voice took on a crying tone, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.

Shang Yuan once imagined the scene of talking about this matter, he was calm and rational, he could formally and clearly inform Huo Rong of these matters, and leave it to him to make a decision.

But now after only saying these few words, he couldn't help but want to shed tears.

so sad……

After everything is said, he will definitely lose Huo Rong's love for him.

That was not what I should have.

A stolen love will eventually be returned.

Suddenly, he was held tightly in Huo Rong's arms.

"Okay, just follow what you said, A Yuan." Huo Rong didn't raise any doubts, but just said along the way: "So the first time you saw me, you saw that I had taken the medicine?"

Huo Rong's obsession until now is still to convince the boy that the person he loves is himself.

Shang Yuan was taken aback, and told the truth: "Yes."

Why is the tyrant not on the same channel as himself? Now it's not to prove whether he likes him or not, it's because he is not the person he loves at all!

"So the first time you saw me, you decided to use your body as an antidote?"

Shang Yuan raised his red eyes from crying: "???"

Huo Rong gently wiped away the tears on his cheeks: "I've known you for so long, why didn't I know you were so let go?"

Shang Yuan was startled, raised his tearful eyes and looked at Huo Rong.

Looking at the red and swollen eyes of the young man, Huo Rong felt pain in his heart, and guided, "So at that time, you liked me, at least you didn't hate me, right?"

Shang Yuan carefully recalled that night.

Although he is a little GAY, he has always kept himself clean, and he has never thought about the advanced gameplay of one-night stand.

But after wearing the book, he seemed out of control, and had sex with Huo Rong...

It's incredible to think about it.

"Do you still remember what I told you? Your intentions for me are not fake," Huo Rong rubbed the boy's head and said, "You like me in your heart and want to be close to me."

Shang Yuan nodded and shook his head again, thinking he had grasped the point: "But what I want to say is...it's not me that His Majesty likes."

The more Shang Yuan thought about it, the more sad he became, sobbing: "Your Majesty likes the eldest son of Duke Wei's mansion. He went to Taixue with you, went to Hebei together, traveled to many places together, and discussed with you what to do. Controlling water and governing the country, but I have never done it before.”

Shang Yuan hiccupped while crying, and finally said what was most in his heart: "The person His Majesty likes is not me, even if I go back to the palace with His Majesty, it will be useless. I have never been the one in Your Majesty's heart."

It was at this moment that Shang Yuan clearly realized——

He is jealous of the original owner.

Maybe this emotion has been lingering in my heart, but I haven't even noticed it.

After all, this is just a character in a book. As a modern young man, Shang Yuan never thought that he would be jealous of a paper figure.

But he looked at Huo Rong's deep black pupils, and at this moment he clearly realized that he was indeed jealous——

He was jealous of the original owner's position in Huo Rong's heart.

Even if the original owner is just a bookman.

Jealousy, because... I like it, right?

Shang Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Huo Rong's unusually handsome and tough face.

In the past and present life, there is no one so eye-catching and noble as a tyrant...

From the time he wore the book, he knew that this person was a ruthless tyrant, and he always wanted to stay away.

But since when did I feel involuntary...

Huo Rong kept gently stroking the young man's back, and when Shang Yuan finished what he wanted to say, he couldn't help but said slowly: "According to A Yuan, I really want that person to be you?"

There was a bit of sarcasm in his tone.

"I have tried my best to prove that you love me, and you have been thinking about who I really like," Huo Rong thought clearly, gently rubbing Shang Yuan's head: "I don't care about anything else, anyway, I am with you." A Yuan is a mutual love."

Shang Yuan's cheeks turned red.

Why are things different from what he expected...

Originally, I thought that I had honestly confessed to such an important matter, even if Huo Rong was not furious, he still had to interrogate himself carefully, right?

But now the tyrant... just gently wiped his tears, as if the thing that had bothered him for a long time was just a sweet little thing that made him jealous.

Shang Yuan's mood is very subtle——

It was as if he had thrown a thunderbolt, anxiously waiting for the familiar world to be destroyed, but what responded to him was not an earth-shattering, but more gentle and patient comfort than before.

This kind of comfort made him feel more clearly than before that even if such an unthinkable and unexplainable thing happened, Huo Rong, who held himself tightly in his arms, would still love him as before.

Shang Yuan felt that he was going to cry again.

Why is the tyrant getting more and more bottomless...

"...Is this considered to be in love? But the person before was not me, and I don't remember everything that happened at all." Shang Yuan was sobbing, but it was still difficult to convince himself: "Don't your majesty even care about this? ?”

While talking, he secretly looked at him secretly, this appearance fell into Huo Rong's eyes, and he felt more and more that the boy was like a little mouse with a brain that didn't work.

"Of course I care." Huo Rong hugged the person in his arms tightly, and said in a low voice, "It's because I care that I know that you didn't just appear, A Yuan, but came back again."

Huo Rong's tone cannot be questioned by anyone: "What happened to you is indeed difficult to explain, but I am not a person who is obsessed with sex - I was lingering with you that night, besides the medicine, more importantly, you It reminded me of my deepest thoughts.”

"The feeling at that time is indescribable, but I just believe that you at that time and A Yuan from Taixue are the same person."

"I believe that on that night, at the moment when that person tried to kill me, you came back, Yuan." Huo Rong leaned against the young man's forehead, and said softly, "You are the little Bodhisattva who saved me. Once again, I went to be a fairy, and this time I must have sensed that I was in danger, so I reappeared in front of me without thinking about myself, A Yuan, you came this time, and you must have some secret intention to save me."

This time, he must hold his little Bodhisattva tightly and protect him.

The tears that Shang Yuan had just held back came out again, humming and rubbing against Huo Rong's shoulders, every time he heard the tyrant's belief so firmly, he wanted to cry: "Your Majesty thinks too much of me... "

He just wore a book once, and when Huo Rong explained it, it became a beautiful love that moved the heavens and the earth.

It's still the kind of person who has no expression...

Huo Rong pondered for a while and said, "Ah Yuan, don't you really realize that you and Shang Yuan in Taixue period... have all sorts of indescribable similarities?"

Shang Yuan was startled...

He remembered the so-called surgical technique when the boy was saving lives in Hebei...

There are indeed many similarities, but how is it possible...

At that time, I was obviously in modern times, and I was lying on the bed because I fainted from skiing. How could I come to this world.

"Look, you drew it yourself." Huo Rong gently took out the small painting and said, "The handwriting on it is exactly the same as the letter you left to me before you ran away that night."

"But I have seen the writing that that man wrote when he took refuge in the prince. It is well-behaved, has no emotion at all, and is not cute at all." Huo Rong insisted: "He is not you at all, every time I read your words, I feel itchy , but when I read that person's words, I didn't feel moved at all!"

Huo Rong's words became more and more unfounded, making this matter a metaphysics.

Shang Yuan looked down at the small painting in Huo Rong's hand.

On the city wall, the teenagers stood side by side.

During those days, Shang Yuan subconsciously felt that it should be very bitter.

But because of the company of the other party, it seems that I have the courage and mood to have fun in hardship.

In the depths of his mind, it seems that there is really... a memory of Chuxue deeply hidden.

Shang Yuan clutched his buzzing head.

"You can think about it slowly." Huo Rong is like a big parrot who keeps repeating and brainwashing Shang Yuan: "These are not important. Whether it was before or now, we are in love with each other. The person you love has always been I."

Shang Yuan was a little distracted, and murmured: "But am I really the same person from before?"

Huo Rong was silent: "You just wanted to go to Taixue to find evidence?"

This is the boy's heart knot, if there is no definite evidence, there are only these seemingly non-existent things, I am afraid it will still be difficult for him to break through his own demons.

Shang Yuan nodded heavily.

Huo Rong raised his eyes, looked at the red-eyed young man in front of him, and said, "You should be hugged by me and sleep well, and I will go look for it with you tomorrow."

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Yuan Ziwei: You looked at the snow and the moon with him, from poetry to philosophy of life, you never looked at the snow and the moon with me.

It's sweet now!