Ban Fang

Chapter 128 Responsible
Zhiyu Building

In the hazy moonlight, katydids sing at night.

In the second half of the night, when the vigil is most likely to be relaxed, a delicate black shadow moves quickly on the roof of the other courtyard, with neat steps, touching the tiles silently, quietly staying in the corridor on the second floor of Zhiyu Building.

Zou Qin, who was sleeping on the imperial concubine's couch downstairs in Zhiyu, pretending to be dreaming and murmuring, scratched his head and turned his back silently, shouting frantically in his heart: Come in!

Who said that sister-in-law doesn't care about big brother!
After a cup of tea, Zou Qin noticed that the person was still hesitating outside the door, and turned back to the ground with his long arms hanging down, and said in a raving voice, "Sister-in-law, don't go!"

Yan Xie, who was obviously frightened by the shout, burrowed into the unkeyed bedroom, and looked at the man on Babu's bed from a distance. The air was filled with a faint fragrance of medicine, and his chest rose and fell slowly with his breathing.

Can this man sleep without a key?
Although Zou Qin has been watching outside, but this is not his usual habit of falling asleep, how could he fall asleep?

Just as he was hesitating whether to turn around and leave, he heard the sound of the outer lock falling outside.

Yan Yan:  …

She has demolished the main hall of these little men, would you mind demolishing one more door?
Zou Qin begged pitifully outside the door: "Little sister-in-law, senior brother finally fell asleep, please stay with me and talk if you have something to say!"

While holding the doorknob and thinking whether to go out, the man on the couch uttered painful ramblings that she didn't know the truth of, but she didn't make up her mind to go to the inner room after all.

Only when he got closer did he find that there was an aura of Ling Lengzhu around him, which seemed to be quite hurt.

On the pale and bloodless cheeks illuminated by the dizzy yellow palace lantern, beards grew wildly, adding a touch of vicissitudes to him.

This man is too...

Excessive!She's not here, so the facade is closed!

In order to teach her how to wield the wind blade skillfully, he used Hu Ren to train her. He tied up her hair every day, and she shaved her face every day.

At first, he was really enjoying the wind blade shaving with his life. If he didn't handle it well, his neck and head would be separated!

Without any worries, he held her hand and shaved one by one next to the bronze mirror, enjoying the fright that she would become a murderer at any time.

Cheng Yun told her indifferently: "I want to be that person you want to protect."

Not the only one, nor the most wanted.

A simple person who wants to protect and is willing to protect.

He understands her thoughts too well, there are so many people to take care of, it is impossible to abandon the past, and he can only move forward with a heavy burden.

This is her.

And she is working step by step to lay the groundwork to make these sweet burdens within reach.

After Cheng Yun shaved her temple hair several times and bloodshot from her neck a few times, she learned to master the seven winds breaking the heart.

She also wanted to protect him, but she still hurt him because of her anger.

After smiling, she started to deal with Hu Ren, she had to work harder to control her temper!

Anger cannot change the facts in front of you, and leads to wrong judgments, which in turn hurt the people around you.

A man lying on the bed who needs the help of cold beads to fall asleep is the best vigilance!

She fetched a cloth to clean her face, and was about to get up and leave when the man who was supposed to be sleeping had his long arms around his waist at some point, and the man's hoarse voice was full of joy that couldn't be concealed.

"It's my turn." He clutched his chest and struggled to get up, and lay on his elbows on his side only to realize that it was still dark. Thinking of her going to bed in the middle of the night, his heart was always in a state of tranquility, and he always thought that only he could do this.

In a fit of anger, Yan Yan pushed the man back to the bed, and half-ordered: "What should I do, go to sleep."

It's not even dawn yet, want to tie up your hair?

Seeing why he was flirting with an unstoppable smile, he was even more annoyed and angry!
Cheng Xi's description made her unable to fall asleep the more she thought about it, and she didn't know where she got the courage to leave her aunt and come here.

"I can't sleep well." He pointedly touched the cold and empty bed.

"Then I have to sleep too." Yan Xie fetched a thin quilt from the end of the bed and covered him up.

"Come with me." He said like a child.

What should I do?
It's fine if no one stops her when she breaks into the other courtyard of the palace in the middle of the night, and she will be offered to lock the door.

He took the initiative to take off her night clothes and covering, and the long-lost fragrance lifted the restraint and fell beside her.

Without the company of her fragrance, the night would be difficult.

It's hard to imagine that he has gotten used to it so far. Seeing that she didn't respond, the big palm on his waist also took off the belt of the night walk at some point, and it didn't take long before only the armor and inner coat remained.

Suddenly, Yan Yan was pushed down on the inner side of the bed, perfectly evading his pain.

"Are you angry?" Cheng Yun thought of a way to hug her in the least painful way.

It was agreed that there would be no overnight gas, but it took three days to look forward to it!

"More angry." Yan Yan snorted coldly.

After retreating half a point, he asked late, "Why?"

"You don't take care of yourself." Yan Xie stroked the obvious bruise under his eyes.

"You don't keep your promise first, but you blame me for not cherishing myself later." Cheng Yun stared for a long time with eyes full of grievances, tentatively touched the catkin, without any resistance, grabbed her slender hand, pulled her into his arms He took a breath, lowered his voice and said: "It is agreed that the quarrel will not stay overnight, how long have you been hanging out with me?"

Yan Yan:  …

Are you saying she was wrong again?
She really ran away tonight!The group outside didn't know how to look at her anymore!
"They sent Xi'er to look for you, so they knew that you would definitely come, and they bet their sincerity!" Cheng Yun held his slender hands on his chest.

"It's broken again?" Yan Yan didn't know whether to cover her up and refused.

"It's true that old injuries have recurred." Cheng Yun smiled wryly.

Her palm landed on the ribs that were broken twice at the beginning, but fortunately, there was luck for the armor to offset part of the palm force.

"Then what is fake?" Yan Xie took off his shirt without waiting for his response.

Under the dim light, there are slender blue and purple palm prints on the chest with clear texture.

She clearly controlled her strength...

Self-blame came all over the sky to cover up Yan Xie.

Restraining in anger still hurts!
"Impulse is the capital of youth. Don't regret what you have done, make up for the past, and let mistakes become the cornerstone."

There are always many unavoidable things in wartime, and the army is behind, so we can only keep moving forward, looking for better comprehensiveness.

However, when sacrifice is inevitable, we can only keep moving forward without forgetting our original intention.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yun leisurely looked at the little woman who blamed herself, thought for a moment and said: "You will make it up to me, won't you?"

Is this revenge with virtue?
She couldn't laugh or cry looking at the eye-catching scar, she covered her delicate hands and used Luanfeng Ling to heal his wound, can she still think about making up for the injury?

There is no denying that what he said is very similar to her philosophy.

Sensing his refusal to heal his injuries, she pretended to be puzzled, frowned and asked, "Didn't you let me heal?"

"It doesn't matter if it's good or slow, it doesn't matter to me." He stood next to Yan Xie and said shyly, "You unbuttoned my clothes and looked at them all. You are responsible for me!"

"It's as if you haven't seen it!" Yan Xi's mouth twitched.

"I did it voluntarily, you took it off with your own hands, it's different!" Cheng Yun raised his brows slightly, with a faint smile on his cheeks.

"Why is it different?" She looked hesitantly at the man in front of her.

What big move does this man want to make again?

"I'm responsible for you, and you are responsible for me, how can it be the same?" Cheng Yun buried her chest, leaning against her curve through the cold armor, "I'm yours now!"

　Good morning!Ahh!Again?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)