---The young man reached out and hugged Jun Ziyan, with a relieved smile on his young face---
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As soon as Xing'er finished speaking, Wanyan Yixi heard the sound of a grinding wheel penetrating her eardrums.
Under the afterglow of noon, Su Xuanhan was sitting in a wheelchair wearing a purple brocade robe, and was pushed into Lanxi Garden by a man in white and black gauze and a bamboo hat behind him.
I haven't seen him in nearly a month. Su Xuanhan's complexion seems to be much more rosy than before, but his face is still silent and serious. Standing with the unseen man in white clothes and black gauze and bamboo hat behind him, not only does it not hinder his appearance,
, on the contrary, there is an indescribable harmony.
Wanyan Yixi looked at the two of them and felt a lump in her throat. She was about to say something, but Su Xuanhan in front of her spoke in advance.
"Trouble Aunt Xi to send Jun Ziyan out, please tell Uncle Che that Jun Ziyan is now Yu Xuanfeng's person, and I, Su Xuanhan, should be responsible for life and death, and Xuan Han promises that Jun Ziyan will be safe.
wake up."
Qin Zheng's voice came out from the bright red lips, revealing unquestionable domineering power. Except for the slightly childish sound in his voice, there was no sign of being ten years old in that aura. If it weren't for his appearance being too childish, but if Ruofan had any
Everyone will be shocked by his aura.
"Ah——" Wanyan Yixi was stunned for a moment, and Xing'er even covered her mouth, looking in disbelief at the ten-year-old boy sitting in the wooden wheelchair in front of her.
Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking porcelain in the room, and Jun Ziyan's piercing voice broke into his ears.
Wanyan Yixi's expression immediately changed. She patted the door of the pavilion and called out: "Brother, please stop. Xuan Han is here. Let him try. Brother -"
Su Xuan, who was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, raised his dark eyebrows as clear as a distant mountain, his starry eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his bright red lips lightly opened: "Uncle, please help my nephew."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wanyan Yixi felt a burst of peach red fragrance pass through her nose, as if someone had penetrated her side, the door was pushed open, and everything happened in just a moment.
In the room, Wanyan Che's handsome appearance changed, and before he could see who it was, he realized that his arms were empty.
I saw the man in white clothes and black gauze and bamboo hat holding the struggling Jun Ziyan in his arms. For a moment, his eagle eyes flashed fiercely, and the next moment, a fierce palm wind struck him.
The opponent's steps were like a phantom, and he only defended but did not attack Wanyan Che, which only made him unable to take advantage of Jun Ziyan's sleeves.
After just a few moves, Wanyan Che felt threatened. The opponent's martial arts skills were far superior to his. Suddenly, his handsome face was as cold as a knife, and he shouted: "Who are you? Why do you want to take my wife away!"
The man in white clothes and black gauze hat turned a deaf ear to Wanyanche's question, and took Junziyan's wrist, which was still struggling in his arms, to listen for his pulse.
The fishy and cold medicinal smell on the ground kept reaching his nose. The man raised his eyes slightly, and his voice was as cold as cold jade: "What on earth did you feed her?"
Suddenly, Wanyan Che's figure froze. How could this voice be so similar!
"Who are you?" Wanyanche asked again.
"Answer my question first!" The man in white clothes and black gauze hat asked coldly.
"It's a kind of seaweed found in the deep sea of Haiming Kingdom, it's called 'Lost Heart Grass'." Wanyan Che replied in a tactful tone.
As soon as he finished speaking, Jun Ziyan felt a warm current being poured into his back, which instantly brought up the pain in his heart. A more violent force surged, and all the medicinal juice in his stomach was immediately spat out: "Porphyrin——
"
"Yan'er - let her go." Upon seeing this, Wanyan Che's expression suddenly changed, and the strong wind hit her again.
A faint aroma of peach blossoms passed by, and the man stepped out of the pavilion holding Jun Ziyan, who was unconscious again.
Outside the house, Wanyan Yixi once again smelled the cold fragrance of peach blossoms, and then felt the cold wind blowing by her side. She immediately found that there was a man in white clothes and black gauze and a bamboo hat beside Su Xuanhan, and there was also a man trapped in his arms.
The comatose Jun Ziyan.
Su Xuanhan turned his head and looked at Jun Ziyan, who looked even paler under the scorching light. His starry eyes flashed with worry, and he suddenly nodded to the stunned Wanyan Yixi and saluted: "Aunt Xi, there are still many things that need to be done in the house."
Xuan Han will go and deal with it. If I can’t wait for long, I’ll take my leave.”
The sound of grinding wheels started again, and the three people in front of them had already walked out of Lanxi Garden.
"Eh? Xuanhan, you—" Wanyan Yixi and Xing'er blinked, feeling confused for a while.
Suddenly, Miss Sun hurriedly walked into the house as if she had thought of something, "Brother!"
In the pavilion, I saw the majestic figure of the general, who was trying to catch the wind with his palms. He leaned down forty-five degrees, his face was ashen, his forehead muscles were bulging, and he was being pinned down with a sullen look on his face.
Suddenly, Wanyan Yixi was stunned for a moment, and her face changed from laughing to laughter. Myolie covered her ears, and it was obvious that Miss Sun's laughter was even more terrifying than the cicada's chirping.
The poor general wanted to rush out of the acupuncture points and give that naughty girl a good beating. How could any sister laugh heartlessly when she saw her brother being tapped and didn't come to relieve the acupoints? It's really annoying!
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Prince Su's Mansion
Mering Pavilion
The luxurious bedroom is elegant and noble, with a spruce wooden screen around it and a hundred-hole stove placed on the low table. Benzoin smoke curls up from the hundred holes, creating a suffocating and calm atmosphere.
As the floating cloud brocade collapsed, Jun Ziyan finally woke up quietly, frowned and groaned softly, her eyes filled with mist. She felt as if she had slept for a long time.
The clouds and gauze curtain above her head caught her eyes, giving her the illusion of being in another world.
While looking around, Jun Ziyan turned his head and his eyes suddenly opened and he was stunned.
Beside the bed, a young man in brocade robes sat on a wooden wheelchair. At this time, he was tilting his head and squinting his eyes, breathing evenly and slowly, as if he was sleeping deeply.
Jun Ziyan propped up his weak body and stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes, somewhat in disbelief.
However, no matter how many times she rubbed her eyes, the boy in front of her was still there, proving that this moment was not a dream.
The wind blew through the window panes and hit the house. Sitting on the wooden wheelchair, the young man's hair fluttered slightly and his body shrank slightly, as if he felt cold.
Suddenly, countless warm currents seemed to pass through my heart. Jun Ziyan looked at the full moon in the sky outside the window. It was already the third watch!
Looking at his sleeping childish face, Jun Ziyan felt sad and his eyes were hot. How long had this little old man been staying here?
After lifting the quilt, Jun Ziyan was about to put the young man into a bed to sleep. However, he was startled by just a slight movement.
Su Xuanhan's starry eyes suddenly opened, Jun Ziyan's pale face with a slight smile looked into his eyes, and he suddenly felt uneasy.
She turned her head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky outside the window lattice. It was already the middle of the night. Uncle Zun was right, she did wake up at the middle of the night.
He suddenly looked at her and asked, "Are you hungry?" The faint words revealed his concern.
Jun Ziyan shook his head lightly, hugged Su Xuanhan into his arms, his eyes turned red, and he asked with a smile: "Do you blame me?"
Hearing this, the young man was startled at first, but did not answer. He just let her hug him and stared at the bright moon outside the window in a daze.
It was as quiet as silence.
After a long time, the young man's voice sounded out, as if he was relieved: "Believe me, for us, dad will never let himself die. If you don't believe me, let's make a bet. If I win, you have to marry dad. Do you dare?"
"
Jun Ziyan's eyes trembled slightly, he held his breath in disbelief, and the tears he held back burst out of his eyes, splashing on the young man's young face.
After a long time, Jun Ziyan smiled and replied: "Dare."
At this moment, she felt that the boy's thin shoulders were so steady and solid, which made her always anxious heart return to its original position.
The young man reached out and hugged Jun Ziyan, with a relieved smile on his young face.
Dad, you must not die for us.
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It’s done, here comes the fourth update (8,000 words), where is everyone’s encouragement~~~Ho~~~