Lord Lan

Chapter 620 Begging Su Julan to Marry (1)
Such a terrifying, lonely, and proud expression was never seen once by Song Yao who followed him after serving him for many years.He is completely unfamiliar at the moment, and he cannot be approached or approached, as if he would break if touched.

"Yan Hongxi!" Su Julan finally chased behind the city wall under Feng Yi's flustered tugging, and saw Yan Hongxi was about to collapse from exhaustion suddenly, so she rushed over to hug him.

Yan Hongxi, whose consciousness was a little muddy, barely opened his sleepy heavy eyelids because of her voice, and he looked at Su Julan who was so close to him with a kind of tearful smile, with almost no bones in his body, completely leaning on her body.He held onto her clothes tightly and murmured: "You didn't leave, Ju Lan... that's great... I'm too tired... I just want to be with you, I don't want to be seen by others..."

Su Julan felt that his body was hot when he hugged her, and she couldn't help reaching out to caress his forehead, it was terribly hot.

"Hongxi, you have a high fever, you need to see a doctor immediately!" She tried to let go of his hand, but Yan Hongxi held her tightly and would not let go. She could not hide his pale face when she saw him. Pressing his head on his chest, he said softly: "Okay, I will stay with you, and I will not let others see your current appearance." He kept grabbing his clothes, and that kind of expression made her feel uncomfortable no matter what. Can't let go.She stroked Yan Hongxi's slightly trembling face over and over again, comforting him until he finally fell asleep in relief, and immediately asked Feng Yi and Song Yao to take him back to the room.

His own bedroom was crowded with people because of the old monarch's death, so Su Julan took him back to his resting room, and secretly called Hu Sha for help.

Hu Sha and the musician family were in the state of bystanders in this coup and never took action.At this time, after the Nine Emperors committed suicide and the old monarch passed away, the musician clan dealt with their funeral affairs in a proper and orderly manner, not seeking to rely on any party for wealth and glory, but only seeking a moderate survival.

Hu Sha came to Su Julan's room and looked at Yan Hongxi who suddenly fainted. No matter how much he hated him in the past, he couldn't help but feel pity. Xi is indeed a little pitiful.She took Yan Hongxi's pulse, tested her forehead, opened her mouth and looked at the coating of her tongue. After confirming that there was nothing serious, she comforted Su Julan and said, "It's okay. It's caused by the ups and downs of emotions just like the old monarch. He died of illness because of his aging body, but he was young and strong, and he can fully recover after a few days of rest."

Fortunately, it's not a serious illness.

Su Julan breathed a sigh of relief, watching the sleepy Yan Hongxi open his mouth to pant hard, watching him grab his clothes tightly like a life-saving straw, refusing to let go, and kept yelling Said: "Ju Lan, don't go..."

Su Julan hurriedly urged Feng Yi and the others to boil the medicine. What they were most afraid of was this kind of minor illness like fever and cold, because the sick had to recover by themselves, unlike those who were seriously injured or those who consumed too much mana could recover with pills.

The old monarch's schemes in every possible way and Uncle Jiuhuang's desperate pressure all forced Yan Hongxi to fight. The result of losing the fight was his own death, and the result of winning the fight was their death. He could never lose, so the ending Already understood.It's just that when the Nine Emperors and the old monarch really died, he also needed to accept that people who were related to him by blood in this world also disappeared. This kind of acceptance requires a process of adaptation, and he is now in this process of adaptation. Just a little vulnerable, a little lonely.

Yan Hongxi, who was in a coma, did not dare to dream. In his dreams, there would always be terrifying fights and fights, and there would always be voices wanting him to die.

So, wake up quickly, Hong Xi!Waking up, waking up to a world where someone is calling you back...

Yan Hongxi opened his eyes alternately, in front of his eyes were countless rays of light passing by, he could not see anything, probably this is the sequelae of high fever, the body is cold and hot even more painful.

Someone covered his forehead with a warm towel, which was very comfortable. The person said: "...Finally woke up, Yan Hongxi, how do you feel now? Can you open your mouth to drink medicine?"

The confusion in his mind slowly cleared up, and he realized that this was the person he had just hoped to catch, and the person who had just called him back.He was supported to lean against a warm and soft body. Although there was bitter medicine brought to his mouth, and he was fed one mouthful at a time, his psychological distress slowly subsided.

Seeing that Yan Hongxi could drink the medicine even though he didn't open his eyes, Su Julan was relieved. He helped him back to lie on the bed, covered him with three layers of quilt, and watched him fall asleep peacefully.

Nie Luan and the others were still waiting outside to ask questions, and Su Julan was about to get up, but Yan Hongxi, who was sleeping soundly, was still holding on to her clothes. She gently opened his tightly clenched fingers, but he held them instead. I broke my fingers and couldn't break it off again.She could only give up and let Nie Luan, Feng Yi and the others disperse if they had nothing urgent to do.

She took care of Yan Hongxi for two days and one night without taking off her clothes, and finally saw him wake up when he opened his eyes, and immediately stretched out her hand to touch his forehead, and said with a smile: "The fever has subsided. How do you feel?"

Yan Hongxi looked at her, and suddenly something gathered in his eyes, which were moist and transparent, "It's much better. Ju Lan, I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time."

"After sleeping for two days and one night, you should be hungry? Can you sit up and eat something?"

Yan Hongxi nodded, and could sit up without help.He was indeed still young, so after sleeping for two days and one night, his physical strength naturally recovered very well.

Su Julan went to bring a bowl of millet porridge back, and brought it to his mouth spoonful by spoonful. Yan Hongxi also ate it mouthful. After eating, he slowly reached out and hugged her, resting his head on her shoulder, and bowed down. Said: "Ju Lan, thank you for taking care of me."

Su Julan's voice was soft and low, like the breeze blowing outside the window: "You don't need to thank me, in fact, I can understand your feelings. Although the Nine Emperors and the old monarch have tried their best to frame you for many years, you are already used to their ways. No matter how bad a person or thing is, if it disappears and ceases to exist, it will feel empty and unacceptable for a while.”

Yan Hongxi couldn't help tightening her hands, and hugged her even tighter: "Ju Lan, I feel very lucky, because even if I don't need to say it, you can always understand my thoughts. Tired. You know that feeling - when I finally realize that they are dead and can't come back to life, I will feel lost, so I am afraid to go to you, because with you by my side, at least I am not alone, There will be no such fear!"

Su Julan listened to him quietly, stroking his head again and again.Such a scene made her suddenly think of how Yu Tao comforted her crying hysterical self when Yu Tao died.

"It's not dawn yet, why don't you rest for a while?"

"I don't want to rest, I'm afraid of dreaming." Yan Hongxi leaned on her shoulder, his lips curved a little, forming a mocking smile. "Ju Lan, sometimes I feel lucky when I have nightmares, because it is easy to wake up when I have a good dream. After waking up, the gap between the dream and the reality is too big, and it is even more painful."

(End of this chapter)