Do not kiss the king

Chapter 61

"Mr. Ruan, I've been selected, and I'm going to Lefang in a few days..."

"Before I go, can you wake up and talk to me."

The small voice is in the ear, suddenly far away and now near.

Ruan Yuan tried his best to clear the white mist before he came out of the dream.

"Little..." He opened his eyes with difficulty, and suddenly saw the enlarged face of the little girl.

"Mr. Ruan, you're awake!" Xiao Xiao smiled happily, "You've finally woken up, you've been in a coma for days..."

"I'll tell Mr. Fang to go."

As she spoke, she stood up, but when she turned around, her sleeves were caught by Ruan Yuan.

Ruan Yuan looked at her with a pale smile,

"Don't go yet."

"Tell me again about the fact that you were selected to go to the band..."

The little girl took his hand and sat down next to him, and told in detail how she watched Mingying dance from the porch, how she practiced with her, and how she was finally selected.

Ruan Yuan didn't listen to anything, only heard her say,

"Elected to the music workshop, I stayed outside and only came back every few days."

His eyebrows twitched, and an idea quietly grew in his heart.

"Congratulations, come back to see me often in the future."

He smiled, his brows and eyes curved, but he was no longer sincere.

The girl nodded, "Then I'll call Master Fang!"

"He watched you here for several days before going to rest."

Ruan Yuan watched her run out, his smile disappeared instantly.

He raised his arms and half sat up, grabbed the thin shirt next to him and gently wrapped it around himself, his thoughts drifted away through the half-open window.

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Knowing that Ruan Yuan woke up, Gu Cong was very worried about his condition.

But when the young man was helped out by Fang Shiyun to relax, his expression was extremely calm, without any trace of sadness.

Gu Cong stood behind the window, looking at the young man with pale cheeks and a thin body, but he looked a little more energetic than before.

He knows, he's always been like this.

It is now, and it was also when he was rescued to the inn.

The more desolate the situation, the stronger he is.

Gu Cong's eyes dimmed, and he remembered that when the fifth prince was still alive, they walked together on the desert at night.

At that time, Ruan Yuanyun said lightly,

"I am the person who is the most comfortable with the situation."

With a flick of his gaze, warmth filled his eye sockets.

At this moment, the little man looked over and smiled at him.

His clear eyes were curved, but Gu Cong's heart sank, buried in the pus-filled ground without a trace.

Can you, don't be strong.

The pain in your body is obviously stronger than anyone else.

Gu Cong closed his eyes, and hid in the room before tears fell.

The young master standing on the porch watched him avoiding his eyes, lowered his eyes, and lightly sprinkled the light clouds floating on the surface on a branch of green leaf.

The turbulent magma of pain deep in my heart cannot be easily revealed.

It will hurt Gu Cong, and it will also hurt Ye Zi.

He took a deep breath, held the medicine bowl Fang Shiyun gave him in his hand, and drank it.

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Fang Shiyun put a hairpin on Ruan Yuan, and gently combed his hair with a comb.

"Yinger."

He smiled, twirling his fingers through the young master's soft hair,

"What else do you want to eat, I'll let them get it for you."

Ruan Yuan sat on the porch, looked at the fruit plate in front of him, and shook his head.

At this time, some figures passed by in the verandah on the opposite side. He squinted and saw Mingying passing by with a group of beautiful monsters, with heavy makeup and light veil, all of them were enchanting.

He calmly withdrew his gaze from Xiao Xiao, lowered his eyes and smiled, and let Fang Shiyun curl his hair for him.

"Don't eat, I'm full."

His voice is soft, like spring water.

Fang Shiyun straightened the last strand of hair for him with both hands, and then gently pinned his sideburns behind his ears.

"Yinger."

"I'm glad you figured it out."

"I'm also very happy..." He moved his hand down and placed it lightly on the fair neck of the young master, "We can talk like before again."

Ruan Yuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and soon became clear again.

He slowly turned his head to avoid Fang Shiyun's hand,

"Brother Fang, I'm not in the mood to think about this."

"Just wait for me."

Fang Shiyun put down her hand obediently, her eyes were filled with doting,

"Okay, I'll wait as long as I want."

Ruan Yuan's heart trembled, and he suddenly remembered that day when he and the prince were standing under the Populus euphratica tree.

He also told the prince that he would wait as long as he wanted.

Heartache overflowed his eyes, he closed his eyes, and took a long time to hold back his tears.

"Brother Fang."

He turned around suddenly, looked at Fang Shiyun with those clear eyes that couldn't hold a lie, and put his hands lightly on Fang Shiyun's coiled knees,

"I want to ask you something."

"You said."

Ruan Yuan's eyelashes fluttered a few times, "I want to have more conversations with Young Master Gu, is that okay?"

"He accompanied me all the way to Youtong, and risked his life to save me several times."

"Stay bored in that room all day, I'm afraid he'll be overwhelmed."

Fang Shiyun froze for a moment, and the young man stared at the line of defense and gradually collapsed.

"you are always like this."

He lightly caressed the young master's face with one hand, pity leaked out and hit the young master's fair face,

"Heart and soul to everyone."

"Forget it, after all, he can't get out here."

"Whenever you want to talk to him, just do it yourself."

Young Master Xiaoqiao raised a sincere smile,

"Thank you Brother Fang."

"I understand that Brother Fang is the best person in the world to me."

Fang Shiyun couldn't hold back a smile, and reached out to stroke his hair as before.

This little boy still smiled as before, sincerely, but his heart stopped beating because of this movement.

His heart can only be revived if he sees the prince again.

So he will do whatever it takes to see the prince again.

Even if he poured sand into his tears, even if he stuffed a nail into his throat, he wouldn't let the deep buried pain show up.

In short, he is the best, pretending to be happy with the situation.

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There are singing and dancing in the music hall.

Putting on makeup, Xiao Xiao stood in front of the table, holding a teacup in her hand.

She turned her head slightly, followed the sight of the guests and saw Mingying wearing gorgeous clothes, sitting on the second floor, holding a pipa in her hand.

Her eyes were closed, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her rouge was very red.

There is no part of her body that is not beautiful, and she should reap the admiration in everyone's eyes.

Xiao Xiao looked up, a little intoxicated.

Now she can only pour tea, and she can't even get on the table.

The sound of the pipa surrounds my ears, and suddenly, the sound of amplified footsteps enters my ears through the window.

More than a dozen people... no... more than that!

Xiao Xiao suddenly put the teacup on the table, and the guests behind the table were startled, they didn't realize what happened.

After a while, the windows on the second and first floors were broken open, and invisible figures broke in amidst people's screams, and all ran towards the stage where Mingying played the piano.

The music hall became a mess in an instant, the crowd and the amplified screams frightened the ears, and Xiao Xiao felt that he was going to be deaf.

She stretched out one hand, touched the handle of the stairs on the second floor in a panic, and struggled away from the crowd with great difficulty.

"Mingying!"

She yelled and ran up to the second floor, the table was already empty.

She stared wide-eyed at the broken window over there, but after chasing after her, she couldn't even feel Mingying's breath.

Lowering his head, the sill of the window was stained with red blood.

She took a little bit of it with her finger, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, there was no doubt that it was Mingying.

She was the only one who came to this music workshop with Mingying.

So she was the only one who could go back and report to Fang Shiyun.

Xiao Xiao frowned, hid her fingers under her sleeves and clenched her fingers, and ran downstairs in a heartbeat, the lively band was already empty.

She ran all the way into her room, packed her bags casually, and rushed out of the band.

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Fang Shiyun looked angry, and Ruan Yuan sat next to him, so calm that he didn't fit in with the whole small courtyard.

Xiao Xiao knelt in front of them, her voice trembling,

"Lord Fang, there are many demons who robbed Lord Mingying."

"I didn't expect Chi Jinnian to move so fast."

Fang Shiyun's face was sullen.

Ruan Yuan closed his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep.

"Master Fang, what should I do..."

"Will Emperor Daxia find out where we are through Mr. Mingying..."

Xiao Xiao anxiously looked sad.

Fang Shiyun's voice was very calm,

"will not."

"I put a curse on Mingying."

"Where we are, she can't tell."

Ruan Yuan's eyebrows moved slightly, but no one noticed.

"Before taking back Hui Cong's demon army, it's inappropriate to confront Chi Jinnian head-on."

Fang Shiyun's eyes were also very dark, she put one hand on Ruan Yuan's shoulder,

"Mingying, I can only give up."

Xiao Xiao knelt on the spot, crying louder.

Only then did Ruan Yuan slowly open his eyes, with a very gentle expression.

He stretched out a hand to caress the little girl's head, smiled,

"do not Cry."

"Don't go to the music workshop these two days, stay here and rest with me for a while."

"Lefang, wait until you recover before going."

Xiao Xiao nodded, biting her lower lip, speechless.

Ruan Yuan stood up, his movements were graceful, his expression remained the same,

"Come on, help me go in and rest."

Xiao Yu stood up, bent down and took his hand.

She suddenly felt that there was some kind of fortitude, forbearingly transmitted through their touching skin.

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The author has something to say:

Author Jun: "Ruan Yuan is like Mrs. Yazhai."

Ruan Yuan: "Oh, life is like a play..."

Fang Shiyun: "So, isn't Ruan Yuan my wife?"

Author Jun [Fu forehead]: "I want to say, you are a bandit."