The Obsessive Shou Moves On

6

In the past, Yun Qingci always liked to say something worthless, at least at that time, everyone felt that way.

As long as Empress Yun saw her Majesty, her mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and it was clearly shuddering, but when she returned to Li Ying, she immediately became like the water in Spring Lake, a soft mess. .

Once, his gentle, obedient and continuous affection would be conveyed to Li Ying unabashedly, as if he was afraid that he didn't know that he loved him, didn't know that he was special in his heart-and only to Li Ying.

But now, his various reactions are like kicking Li Ying out of that position, clearly still in that docile appearance, but with an alienation that is thousands of miles away.

The wide black cuffs were raised, and Li Ying slowly approached his hand on his knees. Yun Qingci suddenly raised his hand and pushed the warm ears on the side of his face, seeming to be unintentional or intentional, avoiding his contact.

Fingertips curled up, Li Ying gathered his eyebrows, and said, "Let me see your injury."

This reason allows him to openly pull Yun Qingci's hand, but the latter directly put his hands behind his back. He lowered his eyelashes and whispered: "Your Majesty is concerned, everything is fine with the minister."

Work...

Li Ying squatted in front of him, put his fingers on a stone table, and looked at him from the bottom up: "Who am I? When did you want to share with me like this?"

Li Ying was once the most important person in his heart. He was once a man he regarded as a treasure, and he was the husband he thought would be with him throughout his life.

But it was only once.

Yun Qingci's eyelashes flickered, and his lips pressed lightly.

He is wronged.

Li Ying's heart stabbed, and he stood up, breathing heavily. Yun Qingci remembered that he had this problem, and when he was angry and angry but couldn't vent it, he would walk around the room, and the waiter would fall on the ground and tremble, waiting until he thought of a solution, or swiped his sleeves and overturned the screen. The table case, let out the anger.

This stinky problem occurred soon after he became throne. He was thirteen years old. Many veterans thought he was young and used seniority to pressure him. This has always been Li Ying's heart disease.

The time Yun knelt down quite a year, to him, was no different from oppression.

Yun Qingci sat there and didn't move. He thought that Li Ying could be seen through in the first life of the rejuvenation, but it was a pity that he still couldn't. He had already followed him and didn't provoke him, but Li Ying was angry again because of his relationship with him.

Isn't this what he always expected?

Suddenly there was a shadow from top to bottom, Yun Qingci subconsciously raised his face, the man's tall figure bends down, his arm was resting on the stone table behind him, his breath almost sprayed on his face, and then he stretched out his hand and pushed Yun Qing away. Ci's hat brim, his eyes fell on the scar.

Yun Qingci's shoulders retracted, and the brim of his hat was lifted and covered.

The injury on his forehead is not serious. It has scabs at this moment, but it is still a little abrupt on the porcelain-white forehead.

Li Ying looked at him for a moment, moved the wooden stool by himself, sat down beside him, and took out a shallow vial from his sleeve, and said: "This is the holy medicine for healing from the South Xinjiang. May I apply some for you?"