"you bastard—"
mistletoe did not expect yan iris to say such a thing, and his red eyes rose from the small stool by the side of the car wall, pounced on and grabbed yan iris's clothes, and when he turned around, he punched.
the fist was right in the middle of the nose, and there was blood flowing out of the nose, and yan yi's face was gloomy, and he picked up the collar of the mistletoe and returned him with a punch.
mistletoe fell to the ground, his eyebrow bones were blue, the already blood-stained blasphemous clothes oozed more bright red, it was the wounds on his body that were cracked, he curled up, he didn't have the strength to get up, and those ice blue eyes stared at yan yi viciously, as if to cut a hole in his face.
the height of the carriage was not high enough for an adult man to stand up straight, and the swallow bird half-stooped, gracefully and expressionlessly, took a few steps forward, and the black satin dragon boots crushed the pale hand on the ground, exerting force.
"uh..."
a sharp pain came from the phalangeal bone, mistletoe bit his lower lip, and after only a few hums, he did not make a sound, and he laughed.
"apo... you see, the terran is the most disgusting species in the world, and he is not worthy of your love at all.
yan iris's face changed slightly, and all his strength was condensed on the soles of his feet.
the sound of broken bones was heard inside the carriage.
mistle smiled and burst into tears, "you kill me..."
"kill me..."
"didn't you already see that i didn't like it..."
all the violent factors in yan yi's heart were awakened, his pupils were faintly red, and a transparent internal force ball appeared in his palms, close to mistle's skull.
if this palm goes down, there is no doubt that he will die.
however, at this time, there was still a voice in his heart calling to him, telling him that this was the person that xuan long cared about and could not be killed.
behind him came the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the internal force in yan iris's hands dissipated, and he suddenly turned back to see that xuan long fell on the edge of the bed and lay on his back on the ground.
"apo!"
yan yi hurried over and picked up the man on the ground in his arms.
the placket was gently caught.
"...... don't hurt him. "
yan yi looked down, xuan long could not even hold his eyelids, and was still concerned about the fox demon. he put xuan long back on the bed, grabbed the cold hand in his palm, and ate the taste.
"apo... you have me enough, no need for someone else. "
"you are not allowed to look at anyone but me."
he was so domineering and despotic that he clearly did not love him, but he wanted xuanlong to look at him alone.
xuan long did not return to him, and yan yi was still angry, shaking his hand.
"you talk."
"if you dare to look at someone, i will really kill him."
xuan long closed his eyes, already in a coma again, and yan yu's gaze fell on his slightly bulging abdomen under the futon, and he frowned awkwardly.
how can a man get pregnant?
still a demon.
what will the child born of the combination of man and demon be, the human dragon tail, or the dragon body and human legs? ......
either way, it's quite diaphragm.
who in the world would accept such a seed of iniquity?
even if he could accept it, how could he tolerate the children born to someone other than ning zhiyu, and how sad he would be if ning zhiyu knew.
in short, this child absolutely cannot want it.
the carriage drove into the imperial city at the height of the sun, and when yan yi carried xuanlong into the qiankun palace, he ordered the people to escort mistle into the outer temple.
at this time, he still had some conscience in his heart, at least allowing mistle to stay by xuan long's side, provided that mistle was as clean as the eunuchs in the palace.
mistletoe was pressed to the ground by the imperial guards and stripped naked in public, and he lost all his ways, and did not struggle much, and the traces of his unbearable body were humiliatingly exposed in front of the people.
yan yi saw the wound under him and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"sigh."
"without good, without it, you won't do bad things, at least you can keep a life."
yan yu was worried about putting mistle next to xuan long, xuan long's mind was simple, he would be deceived by mistle, seeing that mistle's place was long gone, he was relieved, waved away the guards in the temple, leaving the naked mistle, and went to the luanfeng hall to find ning zhiyu.
mistle put back the blood-stained blasphemous robe and silently entered the inner sanctum, stopping not far away to look at the man on the bed.
the man slept very deeply, and the movement of the outer hall was so big that he could not wake him up, but mistle was glad that he did not see the scene just now.
mistle knelt down by the bedside, took xuan long's hand, and pressed it to the center of his eyebrows, tears falling from his eyes.
"apo..."
"what should i do..."
to protect you.
xuan long's days were getting shorter and shorter, and the further he went, the weaker he became.
he slept for five days this time, and when he woke up, it was dusk five days later, and the sun was projected through the crack in the window, and the shadows of the trees outside were swaying, and it was still somewhat warm.
xuan long woke up and mistle was the happiest, running in and out of the place to let people send food over, no one sent it, he ran to the imperial dining room to beg.
a few days ago, ning zhiyu was short of people on his side, xiao dezi was transferred to the luan feng palace, and here a new little eunuch came over, that eunuch did not listen to mistletoe at all, often overtly and secretly tripping him up, sneering and sneering is a common thing, mistletoe endured, he knew that in this palace, unlike before, he could not cause trouble for xuan long.
those people did not know that he was a demon, but when they saw that he had blue eyes, they thought that he had foreign blood, that is, he was born beautiful.
xuan long woke up and saw mistletoe wearing a dark blue eunuch suit, still a little stunned, and mistle smiled and explained to him.
"i'm by your side, i have to have an identity."
"it's good to be a little eunuch."
xuan long leaned against the head of the bed and turned his head silently.
he didn't say anything on his lips, but he actually knew in his heart that it must be yan yi who was embarrassed and happy.
"apo, are you hungry?"
"you've been in a coma for so many days, you're bound to be hungry."
"i went to the imperial dining room and begged for fish, but there was no raw, only cooked... thou shalt not be disgusted. "
mistle got up and went to the table to bring a braised fish, the color was delicious and seductive, and he handed the plate and chopsticks to xuan long.
xuan long didn't answer, and his ice-green eyes froze on mistle's hand holding chopsticks.
mistletoe's hand was as white and beautiful as his countenance, and his fingerbones were slender and powerful, but now the middle and ring fingers of his right hand were unusually soft and hanging, obviously broken. the remaining fingers are red, swollen and blue.
xuan long remembered what had happened in his semi-coma on the carriage that day, and raised his hand to shake mistle's hand.
"your hand..."
"it's all right, it'll be fine in a few days." mistle put the chopsticks on the plate and handed them over with the intact hand, while the injured hand shrank up and hid behind him.
xuan long felt very uncomfortable in his heart: "show me." "
"all said and done." mistle smiled at him.
xuan long was afraid that he would be tired for a long time, so he had to take the chopsticks and keep his head down and hesitate to move.
mistle looked at his cold side and whispered, "ah po eat quickly." "
xuan long then picked up a piece of fish meat and slowly sent it into his mouth.
before he could chew it, mistle asked him, "is it delicious?" "
"hmm." xuan long whispered. "delicious."
mistle smiled, "next time i'll make it for you." "
"steamed, okay?"
"okay." xuan long's voice was a little muted.
the fish was not very fresh, because the people in the imperial dining room did not give mistle something to eat. fresh, steaming, colorful and fragrant dishes were sent to the luan feng temple.
the eunuch clothes on mistle's body were of the lowest grade, and the imperial dining room was exclusively for the emperor and empress, and how could he get food from a lowly eunuch.
he solicited two hard buns, and took advantage of the fact that the people in the imperial dining room were not paying attention, and stole a plate of fish from the stove.
this fish was returned from the luan feng hall last night, the emperor and empress did not move, the chef of the imperial dining room was ready to keep it for himself to eat, but he forgot, and it was difficult to enter overnight, so he packed it up and prepared to dump it.
mistle was no longer able to do so, and his sense of smell was not as good as before, he was reluctant to taste it, so he took it to xuan long to eat, and he would not find that this fish was not fresh.
xuan long was eating, when he overheard mistle beside him whimpering.
"apo... let's go. "
"we're not here anymore, okay?" ......"
mistletoe's face was pale, and he was also looking like a eunuch in that eunuch's suit, crying like a child's grievances, and dou da's tears fell straight down.
xuan long looked at him wordlessly and said.
"okay."
he had planned to send mistle away.
this deep palace is high in the wall, and they can't go out with their legs.
for the sake of ning zhiyu, yan yi could not let him go, but as long as he opened his mouth to beg him, remembering his previous feelings, he should be willing to send mistle away.
"really? mistle stopped crying, tears still falling.
xuan long curled the corners of his thin lips and smiled at him, "hmm. "
"really."
mistle felt that something was not quite right, xuan long seemed to agree too easily, and xuan long had hardly smiled before. he raised his hand to climb on xuan long's wrist and said.
"apo, don't lie to me..."
"you and i have lost our way, how should we go?"
xuan long was silent: "... you get it. "
mistle said in a trembling voice, "well, when the flower lady healed you... tell me that you have no way of doing things, and you are pregnant with a child, and you can live for less than three years at most. "
"is it true? ......"
"hmm." xuan long narrowed his eyes.
mistle choked up and cried, the temperature of his palm belonging to xuan long so that he would not collapse: "why... what about your neidan? "
"was it taken by the dog emperor to treat his empress?"
xuan long knew that mistletoe would definitely ask the truth, so he said truthfully: "he was assassinated by someone and lost his life." "
"why are you so stupid... is he really so important, so important that you don't even want your own life..." mistle cried and trembled, and without xuan long's explanation, he understood.
xuan long would not answer such a question the most, and he had always been willing to repay a thousand times and a hundred times for those who treated him well. the grace of saving his life, when he did his best to return the favor, to this point, he never regretted it, only hated why he fell in love with that person.
"mistle... don't cry. "
xuan long awkwardly raised his hand to wipe away mistle's tears.
mistle grabbed his hand against his face and sobbed, "he said he didn't want the child in your womb." "
xuan long's body stiffened slightly, "hmm. "
mistle knew that he was sad, and he stopped mentioning it, and even cried very quietly: "how do we leave?" ......"
"he couldn't have let us go..."
xuan long drew his hand back and touched his head.
"i have a way."
"rest assured."
mistle seemed to believe it and asked him expectantly.
"then where will we go after we leave?"
xuan long cooperated with him and replied, "where do you want to go?" "
mistletoe's eyes showed a look of longing: "is it okay to go to suzhou?" ......"
"i heard that there are good mountains and rivers, good scenery, i am with you, and there are water and water, and we three demons are happy to live together."
"he doesn't want a baby... i'm going to. mistletoe gently pressed his hand across the futon and clothing to xuan long's abdomen.
xuan long looked at the smile in the corner of his eyebrows, and also smiled: "good." "
suddenly, the door was vigorously pushed open from the outside, and the heavy footsteps approached step by step, showing the anger of the people, and yan iris quickly appeared in their line of sight, and the corners of their lips were smeared with mockery.
"...... where do you want to go? "