Lin Qingbai was lying on the bed, dreaming drowsily.

He also dreamed that when he was in the mortal world, Xi An was mischievous, playing in the mountains until late at night and never coming home.

So he waited in the mansion, from the evening until the time of dinner, it was getting dark.

The food placed in front of him was hot and then cold, cold and hot again, and the original delicious dishes were already unbearably hot.

Lin Qingbai was sitting in front of the table, with his eyes slightly closed, his hands on his knees, and he sat upright without even moving his chopsticks.

Aunt Lian on the side looked anxiously at Lin Qingbai, then poked her head and looked out the window twice, and lowered her voice to persuade Lin Qingbai: "My lord, it's spring now, the flowers in the mountains are in full bloom, young masterIt should be a bit playful, I met the big maid from the master's house next door yesterday, and said that the young master of their family also played every day until the hour of Xu and didn't come home. Children of their age are like this, the prince don't need to worry too much...."

"..."

"My lord, the servants and guards in the mansion have already gone to look for the young master, and I will bring you back later, the lord should eat first..."

"..."

No matter how Aunt Lian comforted her, Lin Qingbai remained motionless, as if she didn't hear her.

Seeing that the food on the table was going to be cold again, Aunt Lian winked at the maid next to her, and the maid immediately understood, bowed forward, and Aunt Lian and Aunt Lian picked up the plate again.

At this moment, the guards' shouts suddenly sounded outside the hall.

"My lord!!! My lord!!!"

The voice was flustered, coming from a distance, and the door of the palace was slammed open, and then the guard knelt down in front of Lin Qingbai with a plop, and said in a trembling voice: "My lord... my lord......."

Lin Qingbai frowned slightly, and then opened his eyes, staring at the person kneeling on the ground.

"explain."

"My lord..." The guard changed his recklessness of rushing into the palace gate just now, but lowered his head tremblingly, his arched hands trembled like sifting chaff, he took a few deep breaths, and said:"My lord, just now Commander Liu sent someone to report...it is reported that a corpse was found on Lanshan Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing...the corpse was bitten by wild beasts so hard to recognize, it should be a sixA seven-year-old boy...... Commander Liu asked the prince to go and identify it......"

Snapped!

The dinner plate in Aunt Lian's hand slipped and shattered, she turned her head and looked at Lin Qingbai with red eyes.

Lin Qingbai's face was pale, his fingers tightly grasped the robe on his knees, his body trembled unconsciously, but his heart seemed to be rubbed against the tip of a knife, every joint in his body was aching, and his brain was congested with pain, was numb all over, and couldn't think of anything for a while.

Holding the table with one hand, he stood up staggeringly, took two quick steps forward, suddenly frowned, and pressed one hand on his stomach.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

In the exclamation of everyone, Lin Qingbai pinched his abdomen and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Blood stained his clean collar red along the corner of his mouth, while Lin Qingbai fainted on the ground with his sleeves fluttering like flying catkins.

pain.......

it hurts.......

The sharp pain in the stomach and abdomen tormented Lin Qingbai, sweating all over his body, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of cold knife, the blood from the stomach cut was sharp, and even his fingertips were trembling uncontrollably.

It hurts like hell...

"Hmm..."

Lin Qingbai groaned and groaned uncomfortably, and suddenly woke up from the dream.

The hall was dark.

Lin Qingbai's eyes were pitch black, his head was covered with sweat, and his beating heart seemed to drown him in the water.

He was panting heavily in his chest, and suddenly felt a hand pressing on his waist, and his back pressed against a warm embrace.

Lin Qingbai panicked, but felt the warmth and touch of her embrace, which was very familiar...

It's Yan Qiusi...

Only Yan Qiusi

He knew that Lin Qingbai's hands and feet would be cold when he was sleeping, so when he hugged Lin Qingbai, he would warm Lin Qingbai's cold hands and feet in his arms.

Lin Qingbai slowly turned his head and looked at the position beside him.

The night of the Mozu is too dark, even the moonlight can't shine into Yan Qiusi's palace.

Lin Qingbai's eyes adjusted for a long time before he could vaguely see the silhouette of the person beside him.

Yan Qiusi's side face is sharp, his nose bridge is straight, and when he closes his eyes, the hostility on his face is much less, which is somewhat similar to that of Xi'an back then.

Lin Qingbai's eyes outlined Yan Qiusi's face over and over again, and the uneasiness brought about by that dream just now was slowly calmed down, and his heartbeat also calmed down.

Yan Qiusi tossed and tossed in the fairy world again, knelt again, got cold again, fought again, got injured again, he should be too tired, and he slept very familiarly next to Lin Qingbai.

Even so, his hand was still warm on Lin Qingbai's abdomen, fearing that Lin Qingbai would feel uncomfortable, as long as Lin Qingbai moved his body, Yan Qiusi didn't wake up, but his hand moved subconsciously to massage Lin Qingbai.

It's like in the mortal world, when Lin Qingbai was suffering, Xi'an slept by his side and waited on him.

It was also like in the cultivation world, Lin Qingbai and Qin An had an ambiguous relationship, Qin An always liked to hug him tightly when sleeping, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

However, now he is not Xi An, nor Qin An,

He is Yan Qiusi......

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled twice, and his delicate fingers stroked Yan Qiusi's wrist on his waist, his fingers slowly tightened, and he squeezed Yan Qiusi's wrist tightly, but in the end he held Yan Qiusi's wrist tightly.Yan Qiusi moved his hands away from his waist.

He didn't want to feel Yan Qiusi's temperature anymore, and he didn't want to touch Yan Qiusi's body anymore.

So Lin Qingbai moved towards the wall, and pressed against the cold wall, curled up his hands and feet, and closed his eyes tightly.

However, before his body was stuck against the wall for a long time, Yan Qiusi's hand came over again, he grabbed Lin Qingbai's delicate waist, and hugged him into his arms.

A familiar and warm breath swept over, Lin Qingbai suddenly opened his eyes, and curled up in Yan Qiusi's arms.

Yan Qiusi's palms were hot, like a small stove, his hands warmed Lin Qingbai's abdomen, and the pain from being frozen when leaning against the wall just now subsided under Yan Qiusi's palms again.

Yan Qiusi hugged Lin Qingbai tightly with both hands, and he held the soft ups and downs of Lin Qingbai's abdomen in his palms.

In the next second, Lin Qingbai's body stopped suddenly.

He felt Yan Qiusi's face pressed against the back of his bare neck, his lips were hot, and the hot breath from the tip of his nose hit his spine one after another.

Again and again, as if electrified, it made him numb all over.

"Master..."

I don't know if it was a dream, but Yan Qiusi's voice was deep and hoarse, like a dream, faltering in Lin Qingbai's ear.

The following words were a bit vague, Lin Qingbai couldn't hear clearly, and didn't want to listen.

With some strength, he pushed away Yan Qiusi's holding hand, sat up on the bed with one hand, and was about to walk around Yan Qiusi and get out of bed.

Yan Qiusi grabbed Lin Qingbai's wrist.

Lin Qingbai lowered his eyes and met Yan Qiusi's eyes.

Yan Qiusi's eyes were very bright in the dark night, without any sleepiness.

"Master, where are you going?" Yan Qiusi said in a low voice.

Lin Qingbai pushed Yan Qiusi's hand away, got out of bed without saying a word, and walked towards the window sill of the bedroom.

He felt depressed and wanted to take a few breaths.

Snow was falling outside the window, and the cold wind came in through the window. Lin Qingbai was wearing a thin underwear, which made his hands and feet cold, and his stomach, which had just been warmed by Yan Qiusi, began to throb uncontrollably.

He didn't care about these, he just raised his chin slightly and looked out of the window, sticking out his slender fingertips, wanting to touch the snowflakes outside the window.

As soon as the fingertips touched the window, a thin gray light suddenly flashed by the window.

The light was not bright, but it prevented Lin Qingbai's fingers from moving forward, trapping Lin Qingbai in it.

Lin Qingbai's fingers trembled

, and gently retracted.

He suddenly felt even colder, every inch of his skin was covered with strands of ice crystals, even his heart was frozen, and the blood that was sent to all parts of his body was also frozen.

At this time a gentle cloak was draped over his shoulders.

Yan Qiusi walked up to him, bent down to tie the ribbon of Lin Qingbai's cloak as he did thousands of times before, and said softly, "Master, it's cold by the window, wear more."

The night light by the window fell on Yan Qiusi's shoulders, his eyebrows were lowered, and every movement of his hands was cautious, as if he was afraid of smashing Lin Qingbai.

When Yan Qiusi was in front of Lin Qingbai, it was different from him in front of others.

In front of outsiders, he is like a wolf, he is decisive and decisive, and everyone is afraid of him.

But in front of Lin Qingbai, he was like a puppy who did something wrong, circling around in front of Lin Qingbai, wanting to get closer to Lin Qingbai, if Lin Qingbai smiled at him,He would wag his tail happily, and if Lin Qingbai ignored him, his tail would droop.

So did he.

So much so that Lin Qingbai forgot that a wolf is a wolf, no matter how harmless he pretends to be human and animal in front of Lin Qingbai, he will eventually show his true colors one day.

Lin Qingbai didn't look at him any more, but looked up at the flying snow outside the window.

Perhaps it was because of the quarrel in the middle of the night that tortured Lin Qingbai's body and exhausted all his energy.

He couldn't argue anymore.

The wind blew the blue hair on Lin Qingbai's shoulders, brushed the hem of the clothes on his shoulders, the snow reflected in his eyes, and he said softly: "It turns out that I don't even have the right to step out of this palace......"

Lin Qingbai's voice was emotionless, but Yan Qiusi gave him a sharp pause with his hands tying his clothes.

He rolled his Adam's apple, then lowered his head to fasten Lin Qingbai's clothes, and said in a low voice: "It's cold outside, Master hasn't recovered yet, it's better to stay in the hall."

Lin Qingbai turned his head to the side and raised the corners of his mouth, smiled lightly, and said, "Is it like being in the mortal world?"

This time, Yan Qiusi was speechless.

He lowered his eyes, and slowly lowered his hand on Lin Qingbai's chest.

yes.

Just like in the mortal world.

He imprisoned Lin Qingbai again.

For the first time in the mortal world, he was violent in his heart and wanted to force Lin Qingbai to stay.

As for the second time...

It doesn't seem to be any different.

Both times were just to keep Lin Qingbai from leaving his side.

He has nothing to say.

The two stood facing each other like this, Yan Qiusi looked at Lin Qingbai greedily with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to see every inch of his master's skin and every fluff.

But Lin Qingbai didn't want to look at him.

Lin Qingbai raised his chin slightly, looking at the mountains and hills in the distance, the white snow crescent moon.

There was no Yan Qiusi in those beautiful eyes.

After a while, Lin Qingbai said lightly, "I have a request."

Yan Qiusi's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "Master, what do you want? As long as you don't leave, I can give you whatever you want."

"I want you to disappear before my eyes..."

.........

The light in Yan Qiusi's eyes suddenly dimmed, he seemed to think he heard it wrong, turned his head to the side, and asked again: "Master, what do you want..."

Lin Qingbai had always treated him so well that even if he made a huge mistake now, he couldn't believe that Lin Qingbai would say such a thing.

Lin Qingbai's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, his stomach began to churn again, his lips turned white from the pain.

He bit his lower lip tightly, and said again after a while: "I want you to disappear before my eyes..."

"..."

"I don't want to see you..."

The dark and silent palace was terribly quiet at this moment, only the sound of Yan Qiusi's increasingly heavy breathing, but he stood still.

Yan Qiusi didn't want to leave, Lin Qingbai knew it.

Yan Qiusi has always been paranoid, as long as it is what he wants, even if he tries his best, kills people, and slaughters the city, he will still get it.

No matter the means, no matter the cost.

Unfortunately, what he wants now is Lin Qingbai.

Yan Qiusi still stood stubbornly in the same place, even in the dark night, Lin Qingbai felt the rage in his body, and refused to back down even a single step.

—He disagrees.

Lin Qingbai's stomach was so uncomfortable that he couldn't stand up, and even his waist was sore. He frowned, covered his stomach with his slender hands, shook his body, took a few breaths, and said: "... If you don't want to go, then I will go."

Lin Qingbai's body thinned, and he turned around and really wanted to leave.

The cloak on his shoulders brushed against Yan Qiusi's fingertips, Yan Qiusi's fingers trembled, and he grabbed Lin Qingbai's wrist.

For a moment, there was no lingering hostility in him, nor was there any stubbornness that could not be let go.

He lowered his eyes, helped Lin Qingbai to sit on the stool behind him without saying a word, bent down and squatted in front of Lin Qingbai, raised his hand and pulled the thin blanket beside Lin Qingbai to cover Lin Qingbai's kneesFearing that Lin Qingbai would catch a cold, he carefully tucked up the corners of the thin blanket, and held the stove on the table to warm Lin Qingbai's cold and aching stomach.

In the dark night, Yan Qiusi's face was buried in it, he could only hear him sigh, and his voice was full of concessions: "I'll go, Master, don't get angry..."

"I'm going..."