Xue Yan was silent for a while, without making a sound.

Jun Huailang put his arms around him patiently and patted his shoulder lightly.

Suddenly, he was pulled into his arms by Xue Yan.

Xue Yan hugged tightly, Jun Huailang was pulled forward by his extremely strong force and fell forward, and slammed into his arms.

Xue Yan's arms hugged him tightly, hugging his shoulders and back to the point of pain.

Jun Huailang didn't resist, just raised his hand and hooked his shoulder, silently responding to him.

"...Huailang." Xue Yan said, hugging him tightly. "I originally thought that when the court situation stabilized, I would personally lead troops to recover Yan County. When Yan County is recovered, I will take you back to my home to see."

Xue Yan always regarded Yan County as his home, and Jun Huailang knew it.

In the previous life, the Xu family and the fourth prince took the opportunity to seize power, and also launched a coup when Xue Yan led the army north. At that time, Chang'an sent Xue Yan three urgent reports, but Xue Yan insisted that he did not rush back to Chang'an until Yanjun was completely defeated.

Jun Huailang knew how important that place was to him.

Now it seems... something must have happened in Yan County.

He hummed, patted Xue Yan's back, and said warmly, "I also want to go and see what you grew up with."

Xue Yan said, "I don't have a home anymore."

Having said this, his throat choked slightly. But following closely, he stubbornly endured it, holding back the tears.

Jun Huailang hugged him back.

"Why don't you have a home." He said slowly, his clear voice was like melting glaciers slowly flowing through the valley.

"At the beginning, Yanjun was your home, and now you are with me. Where am I, where should you move your home?"

Xue Yan's body visibly paused.

Then he hugged tighter.

"You have to understand." He turned his face ruthlessly, his cheek tightly pressed against Jun Huailang's neck, and said. "You always say I'm not a male star, but now I tell you, I am. Even if you say no, I am."

He clearly drank too much, and even though his articulation was still clear, the ruthlessness in his voice could not be concealed.

Jun Huailang felt a little cute again helplessly, and said with a low smile, "Okay, you are."

Xue Yan went on to say: "I'm overpowering my parents, I'm not going to hurt my kinship, and the evil star is in charge. Now even the emperor's poisoning has something to do with me."

Jun Huailang said: "No, you are just..."

Xue Yan: "Yes."

Jun Huailang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, yes."

Xue Yan added: "In short, I'm not a good thing. They all try to use me to harm people. Although I'm pestering you, you should know that you are afraid and stay away from me."

His voice dropped.

Jun Huailang put his hand on the back of his neck and pressed his face into his shoulder.

"Are you willing to let me go?" he asked.

Xue Yan paused for a while.

"I'm the only one left." His voice was extremely low, with a forbearance tone. "but……"

"No but." Jun Huailang interrupted him.

He pushed Xue Yan's shoulder and motioned him to let go of himself. Xue Yan loosened his arm a little, but still wrapped around him extremely reluctantly.

Jun Huailang pushed him further away, just enough to meet his eyes.

Those amber eyes were also aqua-colored. His eyelashes were long and dense, and there were still teardrops hanging from the tips of the slender eyelashes, which trembled in the blink of an eye.

Jun Huailang raised his hand and wiped his eyes for him.

"I'm not going either," he said. "You always copy the "Due Jing", but you also know that the scriptures can't suppress your evil spirits, right?"

Xue Yan nodded.

"The scriptures are naturally useless." Jun Huailang said. "But I know what can hold back your suffocation."

Xue Yan's eyes lit up.

"What?" he asked.

Jun Huailang said slowly, "Me."

He raised his hand and put it on Xue Yan's cheek.

"Do you believe it or not?"

Xue Yan whispered: "I didn't drink too much, don't fool me..."

"Then you will spend the rest of your life with me and give it a try." Jun Huailang said.

——

Jun Huailang did not leave the palace all night.

When he woke up, the morning light was first. Through the precious and heavy panes, the golden red sun shines all over the ground.

There is a small bed in the imperial study. Last night, Xue Yan pressed and kissed him, then wrapped him and dragged him onto the bed.

The bed was just for the emperor to take a nap here, and it was not spacious. The two of them, tall and big boys, were quite crowded when they lay on it.

However, Xue Yan drank too much wine and wrapped himself tightly, hugging Jun Huailang tightly in his arms, so that he wouldn't fall asleep under the bed.

Last night, when he was drunk, he was in a daze, Jun Huailang only asked a few questions, but he couldn't hold back and told Jun Huailang everything that happened today.

He whispered, and gradually fell asleep. But about the matter of King Yan, Jun Huailang heard all kinds of things through his mouth.

Jun Huailang suddenly realized.

In the previous life, he also met Xue Yan once. Although his appearance was cold and difficult to approach, he did not see any obvious cruelty.

He and Emperor Qingping have always gotten along well. Although Emperor Qingping feared and hated him, he had to use him because of his ability. The two of them abide by the boundaries of monarch and minister, and they can be considered peaceful.

But after Xue Yan returned to Chang'an from Yanyun, he became another person.

He killed the Queen of Yunnan, then personally led troops into the imperial city, slaughtered his father and brothers, and killed many ministers of civil and military affairs. In the process, the Jun family was also destroyed in his hands.

Jun Huailang knew that Xue Yan at that time must have known about King Yan's plan and that he regarded himself as his biological father's uncle, but only regarded himself as a chess piece fighting for power and position.

Because of this, when he died in the previous life, Xue Yan held the power alone, but he did not touch the dragon chair and did not become the emperor.

At that time, everyone only said that his move was because his name was not right, but Jun Huailang knew that those general ethics had never been able to restrain Xue Yan.

At that time, Xue Yan must have been deeply immersed in a dark quagmire of despair. Only the blood from the tip of the knife could bring him a little warmth from the living.

Jun Huailang pondered, his eyes involuntarily fell on Xue Yan's face.

Xue Yan was still asleep.

He closed his eyes, and under the morning light, the thick and long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, which made his facial features of exotic origin extraordinarily beautiful. His facial features are sharp, and the peaks of his eyebrows are extremely sharp, even with his eyes closed, they are so sharp that people dare not look directly at him.

But his eyebrows stretched.

Although he fell asleep, Jun Huailang was still in his arms. Although he was tall, when he hugged Jun Huailang, he seemed to be holding on to the only life-saving straw.

Jun Huailang stretched out his arms and hugged his waist.

Then, he involuntarily leaned forward a little and dropped a kiss on Xue Yan's lips.

It is fleeting and fleeting.

This kiss was purely out of Jun Huailang's instinct, and with just one touch, he was about to leave.

But at this moment, a powerful force struck, spinning the world.

After a brief dizziness, he met a pair of amber eyes.

The eyelashes like crow feathers were golden in the morning sunlight. His eyes were still slightly blurred, but Jun Huailang clearly saw the fiery flames burning deep in those eyes.

"You kiss me secretly." Xue Yan's voice was hoarse.

Jun Huailang looked as if he had been caught doing something bad, and hurriedly turned his face away, trying to look away.

But Xue Yanyi grabbed his jaw and turned his face.

Jun Huailang was forced to look at Xue Yan.

"I also remember what you said last night." Xue Yan said.

The two of them were very close, and Jun Huailang could feel Xue Yan's fiery breath as they spoke.

It made his throat a little tight.

He only felt that the heat in his ears made him anxious, and he hurriedly raised his hand, trying to push Xue Yan away.

But before his subordinates exerted force, Xue Yan leaned down.

The turbulent kisses were overwhelming, and Jun Huailang was drawn into the torrent in an instant.

Outside the window, the Golden Crow slowly climbed up the roof of the imperial city, and the sunlight spread over the glazed roof, pavilions and marble steps, gradually shrouding the entire splendid palace in a ray of light.

But today, His Royal Highness King Guangling did not go to court.

——End of text——