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Chapter 17 [Chapel] Imperial Master Bai Yueguang 17

The journey to Liangzhou should be done sooner rather than later. The disaster situation was reported on the first day, Qi Yao and other accompanying officials were appointed on the second day, and the journey was about to start on the third day.

"Sir, how about riding with me?" Although Qi Yao asked, he had already held Yun Ziyi's hand and wanted to pull him into the car.

Being left or right was not a big deal, so Yun Ziyi didn’t want to brush off his kindness and followed him into the car.

The prince's carriage is naturally spacious, even if there is one more person, it does not seem cramped. It is also equipped with soft couches for resting and various books, which are obviously prepared for Yun Ziyi.

"Sir, what do you think?" Qi Yao held Yun Ziyi's arm, his eyes bright, and he clearly wanted to take credit.

"Your Highness has taken the trouble." Yun Ziyi naturally understood what he meant and smiled.

"It's too early to leave today. Sir, would you like to rest for a while?" Qi Yao suggested, "Look at your face, sir."

"Yes." Yun Ziyi He nodded. He had been busy these past two days and got up before dawn today. In addition, his body was really fragile and he was really tired.

Qi Yao watched Yun Ziyi fall asleep, and his eyes lingered on him for a while, then he slowly moved away and picked up a book, but he couldn't read it.

[Does the gentleman not understand, or has he never noticed it? ]

Before Yun Ziyi fell asleep, she vaguely heard this sentence.

He... doesn't understand what?

Without thinking about it, Yun Ziyi could no longer hold back his sleepiness and fell asleep.

Qi Yao pretended to turn over two pages of the book, and then his eyes drifted back to his husband.

When did it start?

Perhaps it was the admiration and dependence he had in his youth that turned into unspeakable joy over the long years, or perhaps it was a beautiful dream one night that revealed the desires growing in his heart.

Or maybe, at a certain moment, he looked at this person and suddenly his heart skipped a beat.

He knew how absurd and even rebellious his thoughts were, and he developed an unreasonable admiration for his teacher and father.

But...

Every time I see this person, I feel that such love is natural.

Looking at Biqiao and the green bamboo, his husband is just as his name suggests. He is a gentleman like jade who walked out of the poem.

He seems to have a kind of ethereal fairy spirit, but he also seems to have penetrated the joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the world of mortals, so he is particularly calm, gentle and peaceful.

He was clearly in his prime, but nothing could ripple in his heart.

Only when he occasionally accompanies them to the martial arts field and unsheathes his sword can he reveal his edge.

It is an elusive but fascinating mystery.

"Sir..." Qi Yao lay down beside Yun Ziyi's couch,Whisper softly.

Yun Ziyi is sleeping soundly. The usually gentle person is even more as calm as water at this moment. His dark eyelashes are drooping, his lips are light and soft, and his fair and clear cheeks are all dyed with a peaceful pink color. , adding an unspeakable splendor to the already noble Ruyu Master.

He has been amazed by his good appearance since the first time they met him. After so many years, he never gets tired of seeing it. Even when Yun Ziyi was sleeping, he lay beside his bed and looked at him carefully. , and have done it countless times over the years.

Sometimes he would also wonder, if the husband opened his eyes and woke up at this moment, and saw his almost dazed expression at this moment, would he guess what he was thinking?

If you guessed it, how would you react?

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I don’t know that these thoughts of his are not enough to make this person who has always been as calm as water stir up waves for him.

If possible, maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to be discovered.

It just...can't be now.

He is not strong enough. If he lets his husband know his thoughts now, he will probably have to hide far away and never see him again in this life.

Just wait.

When the world is completely owned by him, even if the husband wants to hide, he will not be able to escape him to the ends of the earth.

——

Not long after setting off, Yun Ziyi regretted agreeing to ride with Qi Yao.

No matter how well-prepared he is, there will always be uncomfortable moments along the way, given his condition. And in the same car, if he feels even the slightest bit uncomfortable, Qi Yao will immediately notice it.

There is no room for concealment.

"Sir, are you feeling better?" Qi Yao gently patted Yun Ziyi's thin back, looked at his excessively pale cheeks, his eyes were full of worry, his brows were furrowed, but his tone was Deliberately soft.

Yun Ziyi was so uncomfortable that he could not speak. His throat was full of bloody smell, and it was difficult to even speak. However, he was afraid that his silence would make Qi Yao worried, so he raised a hand and waved Swing it.

Qi Yao did not feel relieved because of this, and hurriedly stopped the carriage and asked someone to invite the accompanying imperial physician.

Yun Ziyi waved his hand again, and it took him a long time to finally say a word: "I want to get out of the car and stay for a while."

"Okay." Qi Yao said nothing. He agreed and helped him out of the carriage, "Is Mr. better? Why don't you ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look, or can I bring a chair?"

Yun Ziyi shook his head slightly and pressed He held his hand, staggered a few steps forward, hid behind a tree, avoiding Qi Yao's sight, and then slowly fell to the ground leaning against the tree.

The fishy sweetness in his throat could not be suppressed at all, and deep red blood overflowed from his mouth. His jaw, neck, and the aqua clothes on his body were all stained with blood.

FruitHowever, even though he has been in this world for several years, he is still not used to being so weak.

After only riding in the car for a few days, I was already feeling unbearably uncomfortable.

What a pity, I finally managed to avoid Qi Yao, but ended up with blood all over me, and I couldn’t hide it after I went back.

Qi Yao knew that Yun Ziyi was avoiding him, fearing that he would be worried, but even if he couldn't see him, his worries did not diminish by half. After thinking about it, he asked the imperial doctor to stay where he was and let him go. Walk over with light steps.

Yun Ziyi lowered his head. The excessive discomfort in his body made his acuity close to zero. He did not notice anyone approaching behind him. He covered his lips with his hands, panted lightly, and coughed a few times from time to time. , and blood overflowed from his lips again.

From Qi Yao's perspective, all he could see was his trembling shoulders and thin back, which were so fragile that they seemed to break like a phantom in the water at the slightest touch.

Qi Yao was so flustered that even though he knew that his husband didn't want others to see him like this, he couldn't care less. He hurried forward, but was caught off guard and was blinded by a large amount of blood.

"First, sir?" Qi Yao was so panicked that he was almost at a loss for a moment, his mind went blank, and everything in front of him seemed to be gradually saturated with blood, leaving only the sound of disordered heartbeats.

Yun Ziyi gathered strength for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Qi Yao, stretched out his hand that was not stained with blood, and gently covered Qi Yao's eyes, leaving only a breathy sound when he spoke.

"Don't be afraid, don't look."

He was not used to being seen in such a sorry state.

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