Do not kiss the king

Chapter 51 The old man

Fang Shiyun lifted the water glass that was rolling on the ground.

"Yuan'er, you vomit blood, you need to drink medicine to keep your body healthy."

He took a step closer to Ruan Yuan, but the little boy suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously moved away.

Fang Shiyun was scalded by his defensive gaze, and put down the medicine bowl he picked up.

"Yuaner."

He lowered his gaze,

"I never meant to hurt you."

"Everything I do is for your own good, really."

"If you don't believe me, open my heart and have a look."

As he said, he grabbed Ruan Yuan's wrist and pulled it towards his chest, his movements were fierce, but his eyes were extremely sincere.

Ruan Yuan took a heavy breath, struggled with all his arms, and there was a red mark on his fair wrist, but he couldn't break free.

"Talk to me, okay, okay..."

Fang Shiyun's tone was almost begging, but the strength of her hand was not light, and she almost pulled the little boy into her arms.

"You've never been so afraid of me before."

"Yuan'er, if I hurt anyone, I won't hurt you..."

Ruan Yuan couldn't get away, he yelled hysterically, the shrill voice trembled and spread in the room, the sorrow inside frightened the person beside the bed.

Ruan Yuan yelled too hard, his upper body bent down, he wanted to raise his legs and bury his face in his knees, but found that one leg was so painful that he couldn't lift it up.

He turned his face to Fang Shiyun, his eyes were red,

"That's what you said, it won't hurt me."

"Fang Shiyun," he sobbed, his voice was weak,

"You call me, how can I believe you."

Fang Shiyun looked at his bandaged leg, was taken aback for a moment, and stopped pulling him into her arms.

"It's my fault. At that time... I didn't control my emotions well."

"I'm sorry, Yuan'er."

"I just think," he clenched his fists, "that you're so stupid."

"Come on, drink some water first, okay?"

As Fang Shiyun said, he poured some water into the cup and handed it to Ruan Yuan's lips.

The little boy was pale, his pupils were frozen, and he turned his head like a puppet.

Fang Shiyun looked at him, took a deep breath, poured water into the bowl, scooped it with a spoon, and handed it over.

Ruan Yuan remained motionless, like a living dead.

"Why are you so sad?"

"For that kind of person...it's not worth it."

Fang Shiyun lowered her gaze, with a bit of restrained anger hidden in her tone.

The boy who was still frozen just now suddenly came back to life, raised his arm and knocked off the spoon in his hand, his eyes were more fierce than a tiger who had been hungry for a few days.

"What do you know!!!"

His face was pale, like flowers emerging from the cracks in the eaves, fragile, but with a sickly beauty.

The bowl in Fang Shiyun's hand fell to the ground with the spoon.

His eyes widened, anger finally broke out.

"Yes, I don't understand!"

Under Ruan Yuan's horrified gaze, his two hands tightly clamped his shoulders, forcing him to face himself,

"You and him are so affectionate, I don't understand!"

"But I know, he doesn't want you anymore! He doesn't want you anymore!!"

Ruan Yuan froze for a moment, tears fell down again in beads.

"what---!"

He closed his eyes and tightened his jaw, and let out another hysterical cry that gradually turned into an uncontrollable sob.

"You lied to me!!"

"You killed Xu'er, and you still... lie to me..."

"Fang Shiyun, what did I do wrong to know you!!!"

Fang Shiyun watched him cry like crazy, and when he heard these words, his heart felt like it was torn apart.

He freed one hand to pinch the chin of this little boy, forcing him to raise his head, and his own tears flowed violently,

"So what if I lied to you."

"You are already in my territory, and you can't get out again."

"If you don't want to kill that fox demon following you, you can drink this bowl of water."

"I'll get you some medicine."

Thinking of Gu Cong, Ruan Yuan stopped his voice in an instant, tears rolled down his face unconsciously, but he stopped struggling.

With a slightly trembling hand, he took the bowl that Fang Shiyun handed over again.

He has to stick to it.

For the prince, for Gu Cong.

As long as they are alive, he and Mr. Gu will definitely find a way to get out from here.

As long as Mr. Gu doesn't die, don't die.

Ruan Yuan closed his eyes, tears fell into the bowl, and flowed into the throat together with the water, the pain was more diffused, but the heart beat tenaciously.

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Ruan Yuan put down the medicine bowl and turned his face away, not looking at the man.

"You want to see that white fox."

Fang Shiyun didn't leave, her voice became much softer.

Ruan Yuan didn't speak, but turned his head towards him, his eyes flickering with fire.

Then he watched Fang Shiyun stand up, and stretched out his hands involuntarily.

Ruan Yuan pressed his hands against his chest in horror, and his body was still held up by him.

"let me go!"

He began to struggle violently, and his thigh was also in pain, but Fang Shiyun's hand was still firmly supporting his body.

Ruan Yuan slammed Fang Shiyun on the back, the man's face darkened, and he allowed him to wave his arms indiscriminately,

"stop fighting."

"I'll take you to see him."

Ruan Yuan was stunned for a moment, the stone hanging from his throat fell and sank into the heart lake with a plop.

He closed his eyes, stopped struggling, tears dripped down and fell on Fang Shiyun's shoulder, causing him to carry him out of the room.

"Master Fang."

A familiar voice broke into his ears, Ruan Yuan opened his eyes, and saw Mingying respectfully facing this side, the publicity on his face was gone, followed by many strange faces, all of them were abnormally beautiful.

That arrogant cat demon would actually be so respectful sometimes.

Obviously, she didn't even pay attention to the prince.

Ruan Yuan looked at her and gritted his teeth subconsciously.

Mingying stood on the wooden floor of the verandah, raised her head, met his gaze, and the corners of her mouth raised evilly.

Ruan Yuan looked away angrily, Mingying's face and the memory of Goulian were still burning in his heart.

Fang Shiyun hugged him, passed the eaves, the well-maintained courtyard pond and stone steps, and came to a room with a closed door.

Two demons stood guard in front of the door, and when they saw them coming, they all saluted respectfully.

"Master Fang."

Ruan Yuan calmly waited for Fang Shiyun to let them open the door, but Fang Shiyun said,

"Open the window."

The two monsters quickly opened the window, and Ruan Yuan's eyes swished in, falling on Gu Cong's pale face.

This young man was always so quiet, but today he was terribly silent.

Heartache crawled up her throat, but the tears no longer haunted her, only the fingers holding Fang Shiyun's shoulders subconsciously clenched.

Ruan Yuan bit his lower lip, and his breathing became uncontrollably heavy.

At this moment, Fang Shiyun's voice came from beside his ear,

"He's not dead."

"But he can die at any time."

"Yuan'er, you have to listen to me."

Ruan Yuan's neck was stiff, and the eyes that fell on Gu Cong's face trembled with anger.

The window was slammed shut, and the line of sight was cut in half.

"Yuan'er," Fang Shiyun whispered in his ear again, "I won't harm you."

"I just want you to eat well, drink medicine well, and take care of yourself."

"In the future, you will be able to guard the country of the Southern Region with me."

Fang Shiyun turned around, and Ruan Yuan's sight glued to the window was also forcibly torn off.

He carried him to the small courtyard just now,

"Look, does this courtyard look like Fang's Mansion?"

"There is also an acacia tree over there, which I planted for you myself."

"Next year, it will bloom."

Ruan Yuan closed his eyes in pain and held back the tears from falling.

Why is reality so cruel.

The old man is no longer the old man.

And the person he was waiting for has never been heard from.

Are the locust trees in the palace and the Populus euphratica at the gate of the barracks still there?

Chi Jinnian, are you still thinking of me?

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The author has something to say:

Author Jun: "Fang Shiyun is like a deep well of ice."

Ruan Yuan: "He doesn't look like, he just is."

Gu Cong [sure]

Fang Shiyun [grievance]: "Yuaner..."