Li Yancheng felt soft in his heart as he looked at the person in front of him who was carefully cleaning and bandaging his wounds.
He had never been happier than he was now.
Yan Xi looked up inadvertently and met the other person's affectionate eyes, and was a little stunned.
The yellowed and blurred memories in my mind came to my mind and gradually became clear.
Li Yancheng stared into his eyes, held his shoulders, and slowly lowered his head.
Lou Jinchuan looked at the broken sword in his hand and felt a headache. He pursed his thin lips in annoyance and hurried back to the courtyard where Yan Xi was. As soon as he stepped into the door, the scene he saw made him hold the broken sword tightly. The blood in his body solidified at that moment and became extremely cold.
The young man stared at them intently, his gloomy eyes filled with murderous intent.
The two people in the courtyard seemed to be kissing. Li Yancheng's hand slowly climbed up the handsome young man's neck, and his head lowered lower and lower.
At the moment when his nose was touched, Yan Xi unconsciously tightened the bandage in his hand and tilted his head slightly.
Li Yancheng looked at him sideways, his Adam's apple moving slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a cold voice rang out from behind him, flowing through the night, as if it came from hell, cold and strange, "What are you doing?"
Yan Xi's body stiffened instantly, and he felt inexplicably nervous. He subconsciously pushed the person next to him away and looked at the newcomer. He felt a pang of fear in his heart, "Xiao, Xiao Jin, don't misunderstand me, I..."
Li Yancheng, who was suddenly pushed away, glanced at him, clenched his fingers, looked at Lou Jinchuan coldly, curled his lips and chuckled, interrupting him, "Didn't you see it?"
Lou Jinchuan's face was expressionless. His seemingly calm gaze slowly swept over. In the dim light, his eyes were like ice that had been condensed for tens of millions of years. His clear voice was filled with chills. "Did I ask you to speak?"
Hearing this, Li Yancheng's smile froze, and anger was suppressed in his eyes, "How dare you..."
Seeing that he was getting angry, Yan Xi quickly interrupted, "He's injured, I'm bandaging him."
As he spoke, he tugged at Li Yancheng's sleeve and said, "Your Highness, don't get excited. Be careful not to open the wound again."
Li Yancheng looked at the man with pleading eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed the impulse in his heart.
Lou Jinchuan glanced coldly at the two men's actions, strode forward, grabbed Yan Xi's hand, and wanted to pull him into the house without looking back. However, Li Yancheng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed Yan Xi's other hand, and held it tightly.
Yan Xi's footsteps staggered, and he was forced to fall back. Lou Jinchuan noticed this and stopped. His eyes, cold and sharp as a knife, fell on Li Yancheng, "Let go."
"Why?" Li Yancheng sneered and pulled Yan Xi again.
Yan Xi stumbled and was about to fall into his arms, but Lou Jinchuan stretched out his long arms and hugged his waist, "Because I'm his junior who grew up with him."
"Brother, does your arm hurt?" the young man asked, looking down at the person in his arms.
"No." Yan Xi was stuck in the middle, completely bewildered. He blinked, his eyes moving between the two of them, and quickly made a judgment. He shook his head and said, "No, no, it hurts, it hurts, can you both let go for a moment?"
Lou Jinchuan: "Let him go first."
Li Yancheng: "Let him go first."
The two said in unison.
Yan Xi was overwhelmed and smiled dryly, "Let's put them together, hehe..."
However, the two of them stared at each other coldly, without moving.
"..." The atmosphere froze. Yan Xi seemed to see sparks, his heart pounding. "I'm talking to you..."
Before he could finish his words, Mingzhu came running back in a hurry, "Master, the hot water is ready..."
He was stunned when he saw his young master being hugged by Lou Jinchuan and dragged by Li Yancheng. His voice unconsciously lowered at the end.
Master Lou is holding the young master.
The guy next to him... isn't he the King Xiaoyao that the young master asked him to investigate not long ago?
What's going on?
Not understanding why, Mingzhu chose to play it safe and smiled innocently, "It seems the young master is busy with something, haha... well... I'll take my leave."
After taking two steps, Yan Xi hurriedly called him, "Wait, I'll be there soon."
Mingzhu paused, swallowed, and stood still, not daring to move.
"Look, I still have things to deal with. Can you two let go?" Yan Xi looked at the two of them and smiled.
Lou Jinchuan and Li Yancheng looked at each other. Lou Jinchuan let go first, and when Li Yancheng saw him let go, he also let go.
Freed, Yan Xi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran to Ming Zhu. Thinking of something, he stopped, patted Ming Zhu, and deliberately raised his voice, "Ming Zhu, the prince suddenly visited the He Mansion. Don't treat the prince badly. Hurry and take the prince to the best wing and treat him well."
Mingzhu understood, his eyes rolling around, "Okay, Master!"
"No need." Li Yancheng said in a flat voice, walked over and looked at him and said, "I have to leave Lin'an for Jinzhou early tomorrow morning. Yanxi, will you come to see me off?"
"I..." Yan Xi hesitated.
"Yan Xi?" Li Yancheng stared into his eyes, conveying his expectations.
Lou Jinchuan coughed twice, said nothing, and just watched quietly.
Hearing the noise, Yan Xi looked at him, licked her lips, and turned back to look at Li Yancheng who was looking expectant, her heart in turmoil.
He lowered his eyes and closed them slightly, blocking out all distracting thoughts. After a while, he said, "Sorry, Your Highness, I've been a little tired these past few days because of the exams. I want to have a good rest and sleep in."
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