After being dressed as cannon fodder, the villain thought I loved him deeply

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Fang Tingbai fell asleep for two hours. He was not sleepy at all, but because of his injuries, he couldn't move at all, so he hugged Yan Han'an and lay on the bed.

"By the way, where's Bai Zimo?" Fang Tingbai was worried about his safety when he remembered that he hadn't seen Bai Zimo before he fainted.

"Not dead yet." Mentioning Bai Zimo, Yan Han'an still felt angry.

Hearing what he said, Fang Tingbai thought that Bai Zimo was also injured, and was a little worried: "What's going on? He was also injured? Is it serious?"

Fang Tingbai's nervous performance made Yan Han'an feel even worse. He stretched out his hand to hold the man's fidgeting hand and said dryly: "He's not injured, he's doing well, not even a single hair has fallen out." Then he seemed puzzled again Usually added a sentence: "This time he caused you to be like this, even if I killed him, I should have done it."

Hearing the words, Fang Tingbai was a little speechless: "It wasn't caused by the leftist, it was done by Rouran."

"Why not? He himself admitted that he dragged you to go skiing. You also stayed to protect him."

"Yan Han'an, don't be unreasonable." Seeing the man talking more and more angry, Fang Tingbai quickly stopped.

Who knew that the name Quanming Dafa, which is very useful on weekdays, was useless this time.Although Yan Han'an didn't say anything, his expression was extremely ugly.Although his complexion was not good, he still hugged himself in his arms, but his expression was not good-looking.

Fang Tingbai raised his head and kissed him on the face in a funny way: "Okay, don't be angry, okay. You can't blame Bai Zimo for this matter. Isn't this kind of hatred on Rouran? to one of our own?"

Under Fang Tingbai's coquettish and kissing offensive, Yan Han'an's face turned warm.

While he was delighted at Fang Tingbai's initiative, at the same time he felt sorry for the injury on this man's body.There is no way to continue to be angry.

"Do you know who I saw on that mountain today?" Fang Tingbai continued after seeing his face improve.

"Aren't you from Rouran?"

"It's from Rouran, but there's another person from Daliang." Fang Tingbai said with deep eyes.

"Who?"

"That Lord Du Jiedu."

"It's him?" Yan Han'an was not surprised that this person would cause trouble when he came to the northwest, but he did not expect that he would contact Rouran.

"Although I can't see it clearly, I feel that it is him. It's just that we have no evidence for this matter. After all, we haven't got the stolen goods yet."

"It's easy to handle, just go to his account and search. I don't believe I can't find anything."

Fang Bai did not agree with this proposal, and now that person came in the name of the emperor.What they did was afraid that it would come true.

Yan Han'an didn't take it seriously: "The sky is far away from the emperor, who can control it?"

"Aren't they just hoping that you, the emperor, will make some mistakes?" Fang Tingbai nodded his head with his index finger, and then felt his stomach ache, and groaned and nestled into his arms without saying a word.

In fact, Yan Han'an understood all these reasons, otherwise Du Jie would have killed people when he was sneaking around in the Yanbei Camp a few days ago.

Speaking of this issue, Fang Tingbai inevitably remembered that Yan Han'an would eventually fall out with the emperor, and would eventually take that position.If... If that day really comes, what should I do?

Sometimes he wanted to ask Yan Han'an what he thought but didn't dare, he was afraid of getting answers he didn't want to hear.

He never doubted that person's feelings for him, but if he really sat in that position, what he faced would be different.Maybe Yan Han'an can really be the only one in his heart.But...at that time, in the initial stage of all kinds of pressures, you may be able to compete with the world with your love, but after a long time?After a long time and the pressure is heavy, will you really have other ideas?

Fang Tingbai didn't dare to think about it.

This matter has been on his mind for a long time. Now that this topic is brought up, Fang Tingbai can't help but want to test it out: "Yan Han'an, if you... sit in that position again..."

Before he could finish his words, Yan Han'an hugged him into his arms.The man was afraid of hugging too close to his wound but wanted to get close to him, so he half-supported his body and needed to hug him.

Fang, who was interrupted because of his actions, couldn't understand, so he looked at the man in front of him.

Yan Han'an looked at Fang Tingbai sincerely, with an unserious expression on his face, as if he could see Fang Tingbai's doubts, and said lightly: "I've already sat in that seat once, and I don't miss it much. This time I don't intend to grab that seat, as long as you don't mess with me, whoever wants to sit can sit there."

"You...really..." Fang Tingbai was surprised by this answer. After all, Yan Han'an in the book still had a desire for that position, but now he said such words to himself.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Yan Han'an moved one corner of his mouth, leaned over again, put his lips next to Fang Tingbai's ear and said softly: "Unless, my Princess Yan wants to be a queen, otherwise I don't have much motivation to touch that one." Location."

The almost flirtatious words were ambiguous, but Fang Tingbai understood what he meant.

When he just came back, Yan Han'an was indeed still full of longing for that position.Even that place in his heart should be his own.

Later, he gradually discovered that compared with Fang Tingbai, there was nothing rare on that high platform.

Coupled with the fact that he knows Fang Tingbai's character well, the deep palace will never be his destination.So if he had to fight for that position, Fang Tingbai would definitely lose.

He has already experienced the feeling of losing the world. Although he is unwilling, he is not so unacceptable.But he didn't want to experience the feeling of losing Fang Tingbai.

Just when the atmosphere between the two of them gradually became ambiguous because of the sentence just now, the curtain of the tent was lifted.

Bai Zimo came in with a bowl of medicine: "Has Fang Tingbai woke up? Get the medicine soon..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that shameless Yan Han'an also ran to the bed and hugged Fang Tingbai.Immediately, the Zuo Prime Minister became angry: "Yan Han'an, are you a beast? Fang Tingbai's injury is not healed yet, so you can do it?"

Breaking through this scene, Bai Zimo was not embarrassed, but felt that Yan Han'an was not a thing.

King Yan who was dragged into bed by Fang Tingbai coquettishly felt very wronged, but when he looked at his princess, he found that this person touched his nose and looked at him innocently, obviously not intending to admit it.

Yan Han'an closed her eyes for a moment, forget it, her own princess will spoil her.

He had no choice but to get up from the bed under Bai Zimo's fierce eyes, and kept listening to Bai Zimo's lessons.

"I thought you were shameless, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Can't you bear it for a few days? Is it so urgent? Are you afraid of hurting Fang Tingbai?" After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Fang Ting Bai: "You too, don't let him too much."

Listening to Bai Zimo's voice instructing the Chinese side, Bai covered his head with the quilt in embarrassment, Yan Han'an got up from the bed silently and put on his coat.Seeing that Bai Zimo couldn't stop talking.He had no choice but to force the medicine bowl from this man and said, "Bai Zimo, have you forgotten why Bai is lying here?"

With just one sentence, Mr. Zuo Prime Minister was able to grasp it instantly, and he didn't dare to say another word. He silently lifted Fang Tingbai from the bed and sat on the head of the bed.Seeing Yan Han'an holding a medicine bowl to feed Fang Tingbai medicine.

In fact, the moment Bai Zimo came in, Fang Tingbai saw the medicine in his hand, and understood how bitter it was, so he was very reluctant to take the medicine.

In the end, Yan Han'an turned the potion in the bowl with a spoon very affectionately, felt the temperature with his hand, and took a spoonful to feed Fang Tingbai who was sitting on the bed.

Fang Tingbai, who didn't want to drink the medicine at first, glanced at the man's affectionate eyes, opened his mouth obediently, took the spoon in his mouth, gritted his teeth and drank it, and as soon as he swallowed it, Yan Han'an gave him a second bite.

Just when he gritted his teeth and swallowed the third mouthful and faced the fourth spoonful of medicinal soup, he finally couldn't help it: "Yan Han'an, do you know that one knife is enough to kill someone, and it's torture to cut dozens of times?" .”

Seeing Fang Tingbai biting his back molars and uttering these words, Yan Han'an was a little dazed, what does this mean?

Before he could react, Fang Tingbai grabbed the medicine bowl in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

Suppressing the bitterness in his mouth, Fang Ting Bai drank the medicinal soup in the bowl and shouted: "Water, give me water, I want to drink water."

Both Yan Han'an and Bai Zimo were shocked by his reaction.Bai Zimo hurried to the edge of the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Fang Tingbai immediately took two gulps to dilute the bitterness in his mouth.

"You...are you afraid of suffering?" Yan Han'an looked at the lover on the bed unexpectedly.

"Nonsense, who is not afraid of suffering?" Fang Ting rolled his eyes, thinking that Chinese medicine is really bitter.

Seeing his reaction like this, both Yan Han'an and Bai Zimo couldn't help laughing.In this way, there will be such a lovely person, who is also like a child, afraid of taking medicine and suffering.

"That's weird. I heard that you were just a medicine pot in the Shangshu Mansion. Why are you so afraid of suffering after drinking medicine for so many years?" Bai Zimo stared at the person in front of him suspiciously.

But even if he stared at the real person, he didn't notice the panic that flashed in Fang Tingbai's eyes after hearing this question, but Yan Han'an felt a little unnaturalness in him.

However, this trace of unnaturalness is only fleeting: "No matter how much you drink, it will still be bitter. Can it be because I drink too much that it will not be bitter? Besides, I am afraid of suffering and it doesn't stop me from drinking it!"

[The author has something to say: Come on, I will update in advance again! 】