After being loved by the perverted and yandere leader (4)

Yan Nange couldn't help but frown.

Inner demon?

"This man is so young..." Where does the evil in his heart come from?

Xue Yi sighed, "My Lord, look at all the injuries he has, and the poison that is almost incurable."

"At such a young age, he must have been through a lot. It's normal for him to have pain, suffering, and demons in his heart."

Yan Nange lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was in a nightmare and in great pain on the bed. His thin lips were pursed into a cold, hard and tight straight line.

There was a long silence.

In the nightmare, Jiang Ye's heart seemed to be torn open with a huge gash, and fierce cold wind rushed into it, causing him unbearable pain.

It hurts so much...

My heart aches.

He heard countless voices, some unfamiliar, some familiar. Along with the voices were different faces.

Finally, the scene freezes in a remote woodshed.

A beautiful and gentle middle-aged woman.

She was crying, her eyes full of despair and sorrow.

Several young men in disciple uniforms tied her hands, pressed her to the ground, and did obscene things to her.

"Aye, don't look..."

"Close your eyes, Aye..."

Is...is it me?

Jiang Ye was stunned, his heart was filled with sorrow, sorrow that was about to overflow. Before he could sort out what was going on, his body rushed towards those people.

But his body was very light and small.

Those people pushed him out and he fell heavily, his body seemed to be falling apart.

But he didn't feel any pain; it was his heart inside his chest that hurt.

I don't know how much time passed, but the drunken men put on their clothes and ran out of the woodshed.

He wanted to catch those people, but before he could get out of the woodshed, he heard a heavy banging sound.

He turned his head hurriedly, only to see the woman who had been there before, bumping into the wall, her clothes in disarray, tears streaming down her face.

The bright red color occupied Jiang Ye's entire vision.

The overwhelming red hurt Jiang Ye's eyes. In an instant, a deep and desperate pain came from Jiang Ye's limbs.

Jiang Ye's tears suddenly became uncontrollable and overflowed from his eye sockets.

Instinctively, he roared out a word,

"mother--!"

Mom, please don't die...

Mom, Aye is still young, Aye still wants your company...

The man on the bed couldn't stop crying. He murmured with his bloodless lips and called out in pain, "Mother..."

He called again and again, his voice as fragile as a child's.

Yan Nange, who was standing by the bed, had deep eyes, as dark as ink.

He slowly reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of the eyes of the person on the bed.

But the man cried unconsciously with such grief that his tears fell drop by drop that it was impossible to wipe them away.

Jiang Ye, who was trapped in a nightmare, seemed unable to wake up.

The same dream happened again and again, and it seemed to be trapping him to death.

Finally, the scene changed and the dream went to another place. He knelt in front of the man, screaming and crying, but what he got in return was the man's accusations, scolding and cold eyes.

Then he was beaten by others, and everyone punched and kicked him.

It hurts so much. Every part of my body hurts so much.

Then, in the end, there was a bowl of poison and he was chased by someone.

Countless memories flooded into Jiang Ye's mind. In his dream, Jiang Ye felt like he was trapped in hell and could not escape no matter what.

I don’t know how much time had passed before Jiang Ye came out of such a heavy mood and fell into an unconscious, long sleep.

…

In the cold last month of winter, the snow is still falling heavily.

When Jiang Ye woke up, he found that the surroundings were warm, not as cold as when he woke up for the first time.

He raised his head and looked around, and he knew why.

This was in the previous person's bedroom.

With mink fur and a stove, how could it not be warm?

"woke up?"

At this moment, Jiang Ye suddenly heard Yan Nange's low and cold voice.

Jiang Ye was startled and Cang Huang turned his head away.

I saw Yan Nange sleeping beside him!

However, Yan Nange was lying on his side with his upper body leaning against the head of the bed, so he was not really sleeping.

“You, you…”

Jiang Ye stammered and was speechless.

Didn't this person want to kill him before? Why is he sleeping in the same bed with him now? It's a bit hard to accept.

Yan Nange looked at Jiang Ye's surprised expression, her lips turned red without any makeup, and she raised them lightly in a nonchalant smile.

The next moment, a charming and beautiful man in red suddenly came closer. His narrow and long red eyes with slightly upturned corners made him three points more beautiful than the woman.

"Why, are you speechless because of my beauty?"

“…”

Jiang Ye, "...I just don't believe I'm still alive."

Yan Nange's black hair was scattered randomly, with one strand hanging lightly on his chest. He raised his eyes, his eyes sparkling.

"You are alive thanks to you, it was you who saved you."

If he hadn't asked Xue Yi to hand over the Soul-Clearing Pill, Jiang Ye would probably have died from the inner demons last night before the poison took effect.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I have saved you twice in a row, so I have built a fourteen-story pagoda... Why don't you hurry up and thank me?"

Jiang Ye, who was still immersed in the unbelievable, was stunned.

He didn't rush to thank me, but couldn't help asking,

"Why...why are you sleeping next to me?"

I don't know why, but it always feels a bit weird for two people to lie on the same bed. Although they are both men, it shouldn't be a big deal...

Yan Nange's eyes turned cold, "From your tone, do you think I am disgusted with you sleeping in the same bed?"

"Do you think I'm willing to share my bed with you? If you weren't about to freeze to death and your bedroom is the warmest in the entire Wuxin Palace, I would rather throw you on the back hill."

As soon as the man's tone turned cold, Jiang Ye felt the danger and dared not to express any opinions.

Jiang Ye had just woken up, and his pale face still had not much color. He pursed his lips and spoke to Yan Nange indifferently,

"Thank you, Madam Palace, for your consideration and care."

Although he thought this man was strange, he could not deny that he had saved him twice.

After thanking him, Jiang Ye stood up from the bed by himself.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but this time when he woke up, he was in much better condition than last time.

But...

I'm still so hungry, I can't stand it.

Jiang Ye placed his slender fingers on his abdomen. He couldn't help but pursed his lips and swallowed softly, feeling hungry.

Yan Nange lay on his side on the bed. He watched Jiang Ye's actions and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

Waiting for this person to ask for help.

Sure enough, Jiang Ye, knowing that his current situation was pitiful, finally had to turn around and look at Yan Nange with his clear and gentle eyes.

"…Is the Palace Master going to have lunch later?"

In his current situation, it seemed that he could only trouble the man in front of him, even though this man looked somewhat dangerous.

Yan Nange raised his eyebrows lazily and asked knowingly,

"Why do you say that?"

Jiang Ye was tall and slender, and his thin body was like a piece of paper. He pursed his lips and said shamelessly,

"Since the palace mistress is willing to take me in and sleep with her...I wonder if she can let me eat with her?"

Knowing that he was pushing his luck further, Jiang Ye's cheeks suddenly turned a faint blush, like plum blossoms in the snow.

Yan Nange took another look.

This man only shows a glimmer of hope when he blushes.

Although Yan Nange was briefly fascinated by Jiang Ye's beauty, he was not the kind of person who would agree to other people's requests easily.

He raised his chin arrogantly, glanced at Jiang Ye beside the bed, and deliberately put on airs.

The red lips opened slightly, "Beg me."

There is no such thing as a free lunch. He saved him, so he had to feed him. If he didn't make things difficult for this guy, how could he live up to his title of "devil"?

Jiang Ye looked at Yan Nange who was deliberately putting on airs at the moment, and felt that this man seemed a little arrogant.

In order to eat, Jiang Ye did not hesitate and blurted out the two words.

"Please."

The young man's elegant and gentle voice, like the sound of a guqin, slowly flowed into Yan Nange's ears.

Yan Nange, who originally wanted to continue to embarrass this kid, seemed to be possessed and could not say anything else.

"Well, you're obedient."

…

Yan Nange ordered the servants of Wuxin Palace to prepare lunch.

The well-trained servants of Wuxin Palace brought the food and placed it on the dining table.

When Jiang Ye walked over, he was so amazed by the food on the table that he forgot to blink, like a turtle that had never seen the world.

On the rosewood table, there were more than a dozen dishes, including meat, vegetarian food, sweets, salty food, red, green, and all kinds of colors, more exquisite than the imperial court's banquet.

Yan Nange seemed to have gotten used to all of this, and sat on a chair nearby with a calm expression.

He looked at Jiang Ye who was still standing there in a daze, and said softly, "Aren't you very hungry? Why are you still standing there in a daze?"

Jiang Ye came back to his senses and slowly sat down opposite Yan Nange.

Looking up at Yan Nange, Jiang Ye was a little reserved.

"My Lord, am I starting?"

Jiang Ye's body was seriously ill and he looked very sick, but it was obvious that he was in good mental and mental condition. At least his desire for food could not be suppressed.

Yan Nange remained motionless and responded with a "Yeah."

After getting Yan Nange's permission, Jiang Ye, who had been hungry for a long time, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

He was naturally not very strong, so even picking up food with food was difficult for him. Even though he was very greedy, he still ate slowly, gracefully and elegantly.

Yan Nange held his chin lazily and watched Jiang Ye eating non-stop across from him.

I have to say, although this person is weak and useless, at least in terms of appearance...

It is still more pleasing to the eye.

After Jiang Ye had finally finished his meal, he noticed that the man sitting opposite him seemed to have never eaten a single bite of food from beginning to end?

Jiang Ye realized it later and started to feel embarrassed.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Yan Nange across from her, "Palace Master...you, why don't you eat?"

I always feel that it is not a good thing.

Especially the look in the other person's eyes, which seemed to have ill intentions.

Yan Nan Ge's narrow, almond-shaped eyes were slightly raised, with a faint, nonchalant smile hanging at the corners of his lips.

"Of course I will wait until you finish eating before I eat."

Jiang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"My Lord, you are too polite. I feel so bad for you to be like this..."

At this moment, Yan Nange said faintly, "You misunderstood. I'm not being polite to you."

"I'm just waiting for you to finish eating so you can feed me yourself."