Perhaps it was because there had been many speculations, or perhaps it was Ning Xiuyun's unabashed low profile, or perhaps it was the fact that he felt the same longing for himself from the other person during the intimacy.
The doubts and anger that had been lingering in Jian Xun's heart suddenly shriveled up like a punctured balloon.
Putting aside all the issues that would make Xiu Yun feel embarrassed at this moment, Jian Xun only cared about this one thing.
During those days in Zuifeng Tower, Ning Xiuyun once said that as "Master Yun", he was trapped and manipulated by Zuifeng Tower. He had seen many benefactors of all kinds, and Jian Xun might be the only one among them who attracted his attention.
But now the facts are before our eyes. Ning Xiuyun is not a courteous man at all, but a high-ranking prince. So, were those words made by Ning Xiuyun casually?
Is he Ning Xiuyun's one and only? In the first half of his life that was untouched by His Royal Highness, he had such a close relationship with other people.
Jian Xun stared closely at Ning Xiuyun's eyes at this moment, refusing to let go of the change in expression on his face.
Ning Xiuyun laughed, and the vague panic in his heart was dispelled by Jian Xun's magical stroke.
"Only you." Ning Xiuyun said slowly.
"I only have you from beginning to end." Ning Xiuyun tightened his arms around Jian Xun slightly, "No matter what happens."
He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on Jian Xun's lips, "This way."
He Slowly moving down, he nibbled on the side of Jian Xun's neck, "It's still the same."
He leaned against Jian Xun's ear, with a teasing smile: "Maybe you want to do it now, but don't dare to do it. You are alone."
Ning Xiuyun only did all the intimate things with Jian Xun, whether it was the past life that he could not speak of for the time being, or this short life.
Jian Xun's breathing became heavier. Of course he knew what the evil-minded person in front of him was implying. The most intimate thing they had done that night in Zui Feng Tower was that their bodies were intertwined and their ears and temples were rubbing against each other.
But now, Jian Xun was injured and couldn't do anything even if he wanted to.
Jian Xun's eyes were deep. He raised a hand and pinched Ning Xiuyun's chin slightly forcefully. Looking at the charming smile on this beautiful face, he felt that his own sanity was in danger.
He followed his heart and kissed her, with the desire that was easily aroused by Ning Xiuyun.
Ning Xiuyun originally liked this kind of intimacy, but when his lips were caught by Jian Xun, tiny pains came through, and the saliva seemed to have a slight smell of blood.
Ning Xiuyun tried to push Jian Xun away, but because of Jian Xun's body, he didn't dare to use any force, so he tried to push Jian Xun away. Clapping your paws makes no difference.
"Xiao...Xiao Lang, oh...stop...it hurts." Ning Xiuyun gasped, his words broken and swallowed by Jian Xun, and some tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.
Jian Xun still had sense, and the last thing he wanted was to hear the other person cry out in pain. In Shangyuan Ye, he would ignore Ning Xiuyun's wishes because of the effects of the medicine, but he would not do that now.
He let go of Ning Xiuyun, who kept humming out his rejection, but his hand still held him tightly in his arms.
Jian Xun's rough thumb rubbed Ning Xiuyun's lips, and he lowered his head to look carefully at the person who seemed to have been bullied too much. Ning Xiuyun raised his head and glanced at him angrily.
Ning Xiuyun laughed and cursed in a low voice: "Animal? You don't know how to restrain yourself at all."
His eyes were filled with water, and one glance could make Jian Xun's restrained sanity shaken again.
Jian Xun's eyes darkened, and he held Ning Xiuyun's arm harder, but accidentally touched the wound on his back, and couldn't help but gasp.
Ning Xiuyun immediately frowned and said anxiously: "Does the injury on your back still hurt? Did you feel anything special when you walked over? Doctor Zhang said that your injury touched the muscles and bones, and if you don't cultivate properly, it may leave the root of the disease."
Jian Xun originally wanted to say it was okay. No matter how serious the injury was, he had suffered it when he went to Bashu. Now it could only be regarded as a minor injury. He would faint on the way back, most likely due to loss of strength.
His Royal Highness should have used the best medicine on him. According to Jian Xun's estimation of his current situation before he fell into coma, he would have to lie in bed for at least ten days and a half after waking up.
But the actual situation is that he can get out of bed and walk around as soon as he wakes up. His body is very refreshing and he doesn't feel much heavy, which shows that he is recovering well.
But when Jian Xun saw Ning Xiuyun worried about him, he could feel that he had occupied a place in the other person's heart, and he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Jian Xun's eyes wandered guiltily. He frowned in embarrassment and said, "It hurts a little."
Ning Xiuyun squinted his eyes and easily saw that Jian Xun was telling lies. This man wrote all his mental activities in It was hard for Ning Xiuyun not to notice it.
But as long as Jian Xun was selfish towards him, Ning Xiuyun would happily accept it.
Ning Xiuyun sighed softly and pulled Jian Xun to the soft couch in the tent to sit down.
The things His Highness the Prince used were of the best quality. After Jian Xun sat down, he felt that the touch was no different from the bed he just lay on.
"Don't move, let me take a look at the wound." Ning Xiuyun coaxed softly.
Jian Xun sat on the couch with his ears red, and allowed the other party to slowly untie his clothes. The outer shirt fell off, and the inner clothes were also opened by Ning Xiuyun. Jian Xun felt like a wrapped gift, being wrapped by Ning Xiuyun. Xiuyun disassembled it bit by bit.
He didn't notice that he was blushing from the base of his ears to his neck and to his shoulder and collarbone. The thin red was spreading downwards.
Ning Xiuyun inspected his injuries and Jian Xun's expression, and couldn't help but chuckle after noticing the change.
Jian Xun pursed his lips in annoyance, but he couldn't control the physiological reaction.
"When you were brought back, you were covered in blood. The injuries on your back were so deep that you could see the bones. Even after the wounds were debrided and bandaged, you never woke up and were in a coma for nearly half a month." Ning Xiuyun turned his attention to Jian Xun's injuries. The shallow stab wound on his body has scabbed over, but the stab wound on his back is so deep that it may take some time to heal.
Just now, Jian Xun used too much force, and the wound on his back was stained with blood, which was stained on the white gauze, like some blooming red plums.
Ning Xiuyun took off a small part of the blood-stained gauze and replaced it with a new one for Jian Xun. While changing it, he scolded: "You have to be careful and don't make any big movements recently."
Doctor Zhang told him that Jian Xun's long coma was probably because his body was protecting itself. In this deep sleep, Jian Xun's recovery speed from his injuries was very gratifying.
Ning Xiuyun waited beside his bed for half a month. Although he was found, the sight of him being taken away by death at any time really scared him.
It was clear that he had never been afraid of death when he was seriously ill, but when he saw Jane's lifeless appearance, he felt as if there was a void in his heart, and the cold wind was still leaking out, leaving him at a loss in the bone-gnawing chill.
During those days, he often couldn't fall asleep next to Jian Xun, and he would often wake up after a light sleep. He would lean close to his chest to listen to his weak heartbeat, making sure that Jian Xun was still alive and had not left him alone.
Fortunately, Jian Xun's health improved day by day, and he finally woke up during the period that Doctor Zhang deduced.
"But now that I'm awake, it means I'm fine." Ning Xiuyun sighed, with hidden fear in his voice.
Perhaps Ning Xiuyun's eyes looking at his wounds were too sad, and Jian Xun couldn't bear to see him show such an expression.
"It's nothing serious. He will recover soon." He put his inner clothes back on to cover the injuries on his body. He didn't even have time to put on his outer clothes before he reached out and pulled Ning Xiuyun into his arms.
Ning Xiuyun was afraid that he would hurt herself again, so he did not resist and sat obediently in front of Jian Xun, being held in his arms like a large doll.
Jian Xun rested his head on Ning Xiuyun's shoulder, licking/kissing the soft white flesh on the side of his neck.
"How did I come back? Is the package I brought still there? There are trophies inside. With that, General Zhenyuan should recognize my military exploits."
Ning Xiuyun felt itchy, but couldn't push him away. Able to divert attention along Jian Xun's question.
"Ning Chuqing sent the Southern Xinjiang Army to search the mountains. There are too many mountains in the southwest. It is unimaginable how much manpower and material resources it would take to search them thoroughly. But you are very lucky. After you fainted, you encountered a pack of wolves, but the pack did not attack. Instead, you kept howling on the spot, attracting the attention of the Southern Xinjiang Army. The Southern Xinjiang Army rushed to the place where the howling of wolves came from and found you."
Ning Xiuyun didn't know much about this story. He just heard it from hearsay. However, the rumor that caused the wolves to retreat became more and more intense after Jian Xun returned to the camp. Some people also said that Jian Xun could command the beasts to fight and ordered the wolf king to get them out of danger. territory.
Half true and half false, it is a miracle that they survived from the mountains in the southwest. Under this kind of miracle, some people will believe no matter how outrageous the rumors are.
But Jian Xun himself was confused. He secretly planted a few red marks on Ning Xiuyun's neck, and muttered in confusion: "It sounds like the plot in a storybook..."
Ning Xiuyun also felt a little strange, "The soldiers who came back with you said that the wolf king, the leader of the wolf pack, did not come forward after seeing you. Instead, he helped you attract reinforcements. They said that the wolf king was blind in one eye. The wound seems to have traces of human intervention, and it is recovering very well."
"Have you rescued it somewhere before? All things have animism. You have rescued many animals in Zhuangzi."
Ning Xiuyun remembered that Jian Xun had been He has a hobby of rescuing wild animals. Seeing how he skillfully took in so many injured animals on Zhuangzi, you know that this habit cannot be developed overnight.
Jian Xun frowned and thought hard for a while, then said, "I don't remember. My master once told me that if I meet anyone who needs help, I will rescue him. Whether it is a human or an animal, maybe one day he will be blessed."
Ning Xiuyun snorted, "Your master is quite capable."
It was only at this moment that Ning Xiuyun finally admitted that Jian Xun's master was a capable person. No difference.
"As for your trophies. They are all in good condition. After Ning Chuqing checked them, he asked the other survivors and recognized your achievements in assassinating the chieftain of the Peng family. He had already sent out the sealing certificate half a month ago. The southwest belongs to the great nation. You have a share of credit for opening the territory." Ning Xiuyun said with a proud smile.
He knew that Jian Xunqiang insisted on bringing back the trophies during his escape just for military merit, so he asked Ning Chuqing to confirm the matter immediately.
Fortunately, Jian Xun's feat of making the wolves retreat shocked the survivors who came back with him. Everyone was deeply impressed by Jian Xun's heroic act of assassinating the leader of Peng's chieftain and fighting two against two, so they told the story without any concealment. clear.
Jian Xun was a little surprised. Their team went deep into the southwest and lost contact with the front line. Therefore, after the assassination was successful, they did not know that the United Chieftain tribe had been defeated on all frontal battlefields.
Jian Xun said dullly: "General Zhenyuan is really powerful. I am not as good as him."
He was exhausted just after going deep into the enemy's rear and killing a few people. He almost died in the mountains. However, Ning Chuqing was able to lead the army to break through on the frontal battlefield. In the defense line of the Southwest Chieftain, the gap between the two is evident.
Jian Xun had only learned from his master how to use martial arts to kill people. When it came to the application of the art of war, he had only stayed at the written stage. If he wanted to compete with Ning Chuqing in this aspect, he was still a bit immature.
Ning Xiuyun took Jian Xun's hand and squeezed it for comfort. He said, "Ning Chuqing said that if it weren't for the civil strife in the chieftain tribe, there would be no opportunity to take advantage of the frontal battlefield. It was also because of the pressure from the frontal battlefield, the chieftain's village will be empty of troops. The two things achieve each other, it is indistinguishable."
"At least you have a second-class meritorious service."
"And in my heart, you are better than him."
Jian Xun's eyes finally slowed down. The ground lit up, and he knew that Ning Xiuyun's words were motivated by preference, but it was this preference that made him feel warm in his heart.
He rubbed his head against Ning Xiuyun's neck and endured it for a moment. He couldn't hold it back and asked excitedly, "What position did General Zhenyuan ask for for me?" Ning Xiuyun teased, "
This kind of thing , it's not convenient for me, my wife, to ask questions, right? What if others think that I am engaging in malpractice for personal gain?"
Jian Xun was stunned for a moment. When he first heard this sentence, he didn't even realize the deeper meaning. But after he understood it, the warmth on his face rose again.
Inside... Insider.
Does His Highness the Crown Prince admit it just like that? Acknowledge their relationship, acknowledge that he is his lover, and don't mind his low status or the gap in family status between the two.
Jian Xun's eyes fell on Ning Xiuyun's ears, and he realized that the small patch of skin was so red that it looked like it was about to bleed.
Every minute and second he spent with him, Ning Xiuyun was not as indifferent as he appeared on the surface.
"Your Highness..." Jian Xun held his lover in his arms and murmured unconsciously.
Only then did he realize belatedly that Ning Xiuyun was originally the high-ranking future prince. He was the bright moon in the sky, but because of him he fell into the mortal world.
Jian Xun's possessive desire was unprecedentedly satisfied.
"I'm here." Ning Xiuyun held Jian Xun's hand and patted it lightly.
Their heartbeats seemed to gradually resonate at the same frequency in this infinitely close distance.
Jian Xun's only regret may be that the injuries on his body consume too much energy at the moment. No matter how many unsightly desires are running through his mind, his body's reaction is extremely slow.
One of his hands caressed Ning Xiuyun's waist in an unorganized manner, subconsciously pressing closer to him.
Ning Xiuyun held down his hand and stopped him: "Your injuries are not fully healed yet. Don't move."
Jian Xun pinched his lover's waist and silently licked his canine teeth, his eyes turning red from the pressure.
Ning Xiuyun held Jian Xun's hand and said, "It doesn't matter. We still have a long, long time."
He no longer thinks about the possible separation. He will do his best to let the two of them leave holding hands. Going further, he changed his mind during the half month when he called Jian Xun but got no response. Now he has the confidence to be a traitor to fate.
When he said these words with certainty and vague rebelliousness, people couldn't help but choose to believe him.
This seemingly bottomless comfort and tolerance made Jian Xun's heart tremble. He hesitated for a moment and then asked tentatively: "His Royal Highness's name is Ning Yuan. Then... his nickname is..."
Ning Xiuyun gradually relaxed during the chat, Jian Xun dared to carefully ask about some past events between the two.
It was a wound that had not yet scabbed over. Jian Xun would feel pain if he touched it easily, but he was afraid that Xiu Yun would suffer even more pain.
He was used to having rough skin and thick flesh, but his lover was so thin and fragile. In his arms, she was as light as a cloud, as if she was going to quietly dissipate into the sky without him noticing.
He could only hug her a little tighter, and then a little tighter, so that the other person could not escape from his arms.
Ning Xiuyun had lost so much in just half a month of separation, how could Jian Xun have the heart to hold on to the past when they reunited on the first day of the new year.
He values the beautiful memories between the two of them, but he values the present even more.
Jian Xun's question felt a bit abrupt when he said it out loud, so he hurriedly made up for it: "My cousin...if you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. I don't really care..."
Even so, the hesitation and confusion on his face were clear. He is saying that he cares to death, and he cares about everything about his lover's past.
Ning Xiuyun was not annoyed. His mood fluctuated for a moment, but leaning on Jian Xun's broad and strong arms, his hanging heart was relieved again. He said: "After meeting you, except for my identity, everything is true."
"..."
"I don't like the name Ningyuan, and I don't like others calling me that. Xiuyun is my name. My name is Ning Xiuyun." Ning Xiuyun said in a low tone: "But from beginning to end, You are the only one who has called my name like this."
Jian Xun couldn't explain his mood at the moment. An idea came to his mind for no reason, as if Ning Xiuyun's experience after meeting him was real and worthy of attention.
And Jian Xun is the most important part of it. Ning Xiuyun is indeed as he said. Except for the identity that cannot be revealed, everything else is honest.
"Ayun..." Jian Xun murmured in a low voice, and his warm breath fell on Ning Xiuyun's neck.
Ning Xiuyun's whole body trembled slightly, and he felt something unusual touching behind him.
He knew that he should comfort Jian Xun at this moment and let this lustful person rest well. The injuries on Jian Xun's body were no joke.
But Ning Xiuyun was attracted by Jian Xun's murmur. The side of his neck was his most sensitive area. Being teased in the arms of his beloved, he would have to doubt whether he was a normal man any longer.
Jian Xun's hand on Ning Xiuyun's waist reached down, biting a small piece of flesh on the side of Ning Xiuyun's neck and grinding it between his teeth. The temperature of the air seemed to rise with Jian Xun's movements, and his breathing With a burning passion.
Ning Xiuyun licked his lips, thinking that he could find a way without Jian Xun making big moves...
He turned around and was about to try his idea when he heard a rush of footsteps outside the door, as if someone was running all the way over. He was still shouting: "Jian Xun——! Where are you——"
"Excuse me, have you seen Jian Xun? Why is he running around when he wakes up before he's healed!?"
Two people in the camp Everyone paused at the same time, and they all recognized that it was Fu Jing's voice.
The other party seemed to be pacing outside the camp and asked Shen Qi who was guarding the door.
Shen Qi dissuaded him in a polite but disgusting voice: "Master Fu, this is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's tent. Please don't make loud noises here to disturb His Highness's rest."
Ning Xiuyun held Jian Xun's rebellious hand with some regret. He moved away from himself little by little, holding back his smile and said, "It seems we don't have this time. If you don't go out, he's going to turn over the entire camp and look for it."
Jian Xun can't stay here forever. There's so much in the camp. Looking at it with multiple pairs of eyes, Fu Jing didn't know the importance. If he made a big deal about Jian Xun's disappearance, it would really be a joke.
Jian Xun hugged his lover a little depressed, and made a few unintelligible hums, not wanting to let go at all.
Ning Xiuyun cruelly broke away from Jian Xun's arms. He got off the bed, put on his shoes, and tidied his somewhat messy clothes.
When he turned around, he saw Jian Xun still sitting there, his eyes fixed on him.
Ning Xiuyun groaned, leaned into Jian Xun's ear, and whispered something.
Jian Xun's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he asked with piercing eyes, "Really?"
"That's natural." Ning Xiuyun said with a smile.
He held Jian Xun's hand, shook it from side to side, and persuaded: "Okay, let's go out."
Jian Xun sat there to calm down his raging desires, and then he got down and prepared to leave the camp, but found that Ning Xiuyun seemed to be about to leave. Leave the camp with him.
Jian Xun stared at the other person's handsome profile and said hesitantly, "When Your Highness goes out now, Fu Jing will see his true face."
"But I'm not the prince now." Ning Xiuyun raised his hand to help him close his coat and said with a smile: "Am I not your lover?"
"Next time, you can do whatever you like."