Jian Xun: "..."

He looked away guiltily, pretending that he had not had any thoughts of going back on his words.

After Ning Xiuyun finished washing, he saw Jian Xun sitting upright on the soft couch. He didn't know how such a soft bed could make his whole body as tight as a piece of wood.

Shen Qi put away the messy things. When it came time to put away the screen, Ning Xiuyun refused. He joked: "Just put it here. If you take it away, Jian Qing won't be able to sleep tonight."

Shen Qi nodded, put away the screen and put it aside, only to open it again when His Royal Highness fell asleep.

Ning Xiuyun held a book in his hand, leaning on the couch and reading it leisurely.

Jian Xun was originally staring at the ground, but when he saw that the prince had no intention of falling asleep, he couldn't help but glance at another living person in the tent. He had no choice but to ignore the other person's presence, which was too strong for him to ignore.

Ning Xiuyun was not wearing particularly private pajamas, just a set of light casual clothes with the outer shirt removed. The fabric was very soft and very comfortable to wear.

He took off his hairpin and let his long hair hang loosely. He looked extremely relaxed. Compared with the tense Jian Xun, they were two extremes.

"It's late at night, isn't your highness still asleep?" Jian Xun couldn't help but ask.

Ning Xiuyun looked up from the book and said regretfully: "I am beautiful now, but I can't hold her in my arms. I can't sleep alone." It was familiar

once and twice, and this time, Jian Xun accepted it well and was even able to calm down when he was teased again. He replied bluntly: "Your Highness, please don't make fun of your subordinates." 

He has a pretty strong adaptability.

Ning Xiuyun raised his eyebrows. He estimated that Jian Xun would be completely used to it if he slept with him a few times.

Moreover, this person seemed to want him to fall asleep quickly, and he didn't know if he wanted to sneak away while he was asleep. Since Jian Xun thought this way, Ning Xiuyun would not let him get his wish.

He threw away the book in his hand, straightened up, and became more interested: "I've heard enough of your stories, why not talk about something else?"

Jian Xun asked doubtfully: "What?"

"Just talk about that. The one you can never ask for...the beloved." Ning Xiuyun adjusted his posture, supported his chin with his hand, and made a gesture of listening.

Although it was just a whim, Ning Xiuyun really wanted to know what kind of image he had in Jian Xun's eyes, and he didn't know if this person would tell the truth to the prince.

Jian Xun didn't expect the prince to ask this question. Due to Xiu Yun's identity, he had originally planned to decline, but when he thought about asking the prince for help, he thought it would be better to talk in advance.

So he briefly recalled the experience of getting along with Xiuyun, his eyebrows softened a little, and he spoke after a moment: "I met him by accident. I offended him many times, and I misunderstood him several times. But he never blamed me. Soon we fell in love, but for some reasons we had to separate."

Ning Xiuyun raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that your relationship has been bumpy."

Jian Xun muttered: "It's my fault, I'm incompetent, and staying with me now will only wrong him. But we will meet one day."

When he gets a military merit and an official rank, he will definitely rush to see Xiu Yun.

Perhaps if he thought more smoothly, after the bandits were suppressed in Xishan this time, he could ask the prince to let Guan Maoshi set Xiu Yun free.

At that time, he would be able to meet Xiu Yun with peace of mind.

Jian Xun said regretfully, but he was not decadent in his heart. Instead, he was full of energy. People must have a goal in order to move forward and look forward all the time.

After hearing these heartfelt words, Ning Xiuyun couldn't help but pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable. Although the current situation was all caused by him, he just made what he thought was the best choice for Jian Xun.

There is no one who is in a position of power who does not have some regrets. He always has to make choices. With Jian Xun escorting him, Jian Xun's path will always be safer, but he is not exempt from the common mistakes.

What should be given up should be given up, even if it is him who needs to be given up, it is the same.

"It's rare to see you so proud. You've always been humble before, but I'm really not used to it." Ning Xiuyun pretended very well, as if the so-called Jian Xun's true love had nothing to do with him.

Jian Xun said bluntly: "Everything else can be compromised, but he is the only one I will not retreat from."

These words were like a heavy punch in Ning Xiuyun's heart. He suddenly felt sour in his heart, a lump in his throat, and he was silent and sighed to the ground.

After a long time, he asked: "What if you can't see each other again in the future?"

Ning Xiuyun felt like a quack doctor, ruthlessly trying to open up the scabbed wounds, making the pain of separation even longer, you should also call it a beautiful name afterwards, so that you can better recover as before.

Jian Xun followed the prince's words and imagined for a moment, and his expression suddenly became a little at a loss.

He was a troubled young man who studied martial arts at a young age. In his youth, before he had decided what he wanted to work hard for, he had already met the most amazing person in his life.

He has not yet thought that there is no way to recover Xiu Yun's future.

Looking at Jian Xun's appearance, Ning Xiuyun closed his eyes and softened his heart.

——That's all.

Suddenly he blew out the candle beside the bed.

"Go to sleep."

Ning Xiuyun: Let him cut it off in advance and adapt to the future without me.

Jian Xun: At a loss (qwq)

Ning Xiuyun: ...That's all.

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