The next morning, the warm winter sun poured into the room. Yu Yan frowned in the dazzling light, snorted lowly, and buried his head in the shadow beside him.
Also rubbed lightly.
After a long time, Yu Yancai finally opened his eyes.
He rubbed his eyes in a daze, raised his head, and his confused gaze fell on Mu Yungui, which gradually became clear.
Mu Yungui lay sideways beside him.
This man was very restrained even sleeping, with his hands by his side, his posture a little stiff. Those beautifully shaped eyes were quietly closed, and the eyelashes were thick and slender, with distinct roots.
Yu Yan rarely saw such a Mu Yungui.
Just... is it too close
Yu Yan looked down, and finally saw what posture the two were in now.
His arms were entangled around Mu Yungui's body, his body was almost stuck to it, and one leg was still placed between the other's legs.
What's worse, he only put on a bathrobe before going to bed last night, and the belt has been loosened and hung loosely on his shoulders.
- It's no different from not wearing it.
Yu Yan: "…"
Mu Yungui's sleeping position has hardly changed from last night until now, and it is self-evident who caused it to become what it is now.
The tip of Yu Yan's ears turned red.
He slowly raised his leg and was about to withdraw it calmly, but suddenly he heard a low voice: "Did Master sleep well last night?"
Yu Yan was startled by him, and his thigh touched the other side.
The expressions of both of them changed.
Yu Yan's body was stiff, his teeth clenched tightly, trying his best to make himself ignore the hot and hard touch that was clinging to his skin.
Although I know it's a normal reaction, but... but... but that's too exaggerated, right? !
What does this guy eat.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
In the end, Mu Yungui broke the silence with a strong psychological quality: "Master is going to the villa outside the city today, it's time to start."
"Hmm... oh." Yu Yan responded in a low voice, let go of his hand, and stripped himself from Mu Yungui's arms.
The bed beside him sank, and Mu Yungui turned over and settled down.
Mu Yungui dressed neatly with his back to Yu Yan before turning around.
Yu Yan buried his head in the quilt, revealing only the tips of his pale pink ears.
Now I know I'm shy.
The corner of Mu Yungui's mouth curved.
I don't know if Yu Yan wanted him to rest, or deliberately tortured him. All night, this man dipped into his arms in different ways, and he never stopped.
It made him almost sleepless all night.
It's weird to be able to sleep well.
Mu Yungui took Yu Yan's clothes. Seeing that the latter was still curled up on the bed and refused to move, he asked in a low voice, "Master, do you want your subordinates to change clothes?"
"No, no need, I'll do it myself!" Yu Yan's voice came from the quilt.
Mu Yungui smiled helplessly, said "yes", and turned to leave.
After breakfast, the two went out of the city gate in a carriage.
After the heavy snowfall last night, the temperature dropped a lot today, and the cold wind came in through the gaps in the windows, and the brazier inside the car didn't help.
Yu Yan shivered from the wind, wrapping the black fox fur on his body tightly.
Mu Yungui hurriedly closed the window.
But Yu Yan's complexion still didn't get better, instead he began to tremble slightly.
Mu Yungui frowned: "Is the master unwell?"
Yu Yan leaned on the seat, pressed his eyebrows, and waved his hands sullenly: "It's okay."
He started to feel uncomfortable after getting up today, he couldn't lift himself up, and couldn't eat anything.
I thought it was just that I didn't sleep well at night, but it got worse after I went out.
Mu Yungui said worriedly: "You might as well go to Bie Zhuang another day, the master should go back to the palace to rest first."
"No." Yu Yan shook his head, "I just want to confirm it myself, it won't take long."
"Can… "
Mu Yungui hesitated to speak.
He can never change Yu Yan's decision.
The charcoal fire in the car had been burning to its fullest, but it seemed that no temperature could be transmitted to Yu Yan. Half of his face was buried in the fur of the fox fur, making it even more pale.
Mu Yungui sighed silently, got up, walked to Yu Yan's side and sat down, holding that cold body into his arms.
Yu Yan froze for a moment.
Mu Yungui rarely got close to him like this.
"My subordinates are rude, but this way... the master will feel better." Mu Yungui put one arm around him, the other hand stretched into the fox fur, and held Yu Yan's cold hands.
Perhaps it was because of his years of practice in martial arts, Mu Yungui's hands were very warm, and Yu Yan's hands were warmed by his carefully held palms, and they soon stopped shaking.
"Are you cold?" Yu Yan asked in a low voice.
Mu Yungui: "It's not cold."
Yu Yan responded and said nothing.
Xiaoyingwei is really easy to use, and it can also be used as a stove to keep warm when it is cold.
Yu Yan rested his head on Mu Yungui's chest, and he couldn't think of anything that his own shadow guard couldn't do.
Well, except for having children.
However, if this Highness wants to be the emperor in the future, someone must inherit the throne, not without children.
… Pity.
Yu Yan's mind was chaotic, and before he could understand what he was regretting, he fell into a deep sleep.
Bie Zhuang is not far from the imperial city, and it takes half an hour to walk out of the city.
The carriage was parked outside the gate of Bie Zhuang, and several guards came forward to meet him. They were about to help Yu Yan to get off the carriage, but they saw Mu Yungui jumped out of the carriage with their Highness in his arms.
In the past, the noble and gentle, unattainable Second Prince His Royal Highness, now leaning quietly in the arms of the Shadow Guard, looked a bit well-behaved.
Guard: "… "
The guard looked over curiously, but Mu Yungui gave him a cold glance, and hurriedly lowered his head.
Mu Yungui walked into Bie Zhuang with Yu Yan's eyes in his arms.
This villa is used for summer escape. The scenery in winter is good, but it is colder than the city, so Yu Yan rarely comes here in winter. However, Mu Yungui had just come here once yesterday and had given orders in advance, so everything was ready.
Mu Yungui carried Yu Yan into the room, put him on the warm couch, and ordered him to make a bowl of ginger soup.
Yu Yan was already asleep.
Mu Yungui touched his forehead, it was warm, not too hot.
Yu Yan didn't get sick very often, and the environment made him not allow him to have any weakness, even if it was just a small cold. But he is Kun Jun after all, and now he has broken his body because of stinky incense, and his physique is not as good as before.
Mu Yungui narrowed his eyes and silently hugged the person tighter.
However, Yu Yan didn't sleep soundly, and he woke up before the servants brought the ginger soup.
"We're here..." Yu Yan yawned and asked, "Where's the person you caught?"
Mu Yungui: "I'm currently locked in a side room, master..."
Yu Yan interrupted: "Bring it here, I'll try it myself."
Mu Yungui was silent for a moment, but did not dare to refute: "...Yes."
He immediately ordered to go down, just as the ginger soup was delivered, Mu Yungui took the ginger soup and walked to the bed: "The master may have contracted the cold, so drink some ginger soup to warm up first."
"...Alright." Yu Yan didn't dare to make fun of his body, so he took it over obediently.
But as soon as I took two sips, I didn't want to drink it anymore.
Yu Yan basically didn't eat breakfast, and he felt a little discomfort in his stomach after drinking two mouthfuls of ginger soup.
He frowned, but before he could say anything, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door.
"Your Highness, it's not good!" A hurried voice sounded from outside the door, "The person locked in the side room... That person he... "
Yu Yan's heart sank suddenly.
The side room where the assassin was imprisoned was heavily guarded. According to the guard, there was nothing unusual in the house all night, and even when the guard went in to deliver breakfast this morning, the person was still alive.
But just two hours later, the man was assassinated in the room.
"It was a poison needle that is common in the rivers and lakes, and one shot killed him." After examining the body, Mu Yungui walked to Yu Yan and knelt down on one knee, "It's not good for your subordinates to do things well."
Yu Yan waved his hand: "It's none of your business."
It was inconvenient for Mu Yungui to bring people back to the imperial city, so before he left, Yu Yan made an agreement with him that after catching someone, he would be locked in another village.
The guards inside and outside the villa were all selected and sent by Yu Yan himself.
It shouldn't be Mu Yungui's fault anyway.
Yu Yan played with the blood-stained token in his hand, and said in a low voice, "This is indeed the token of the valiant cavalry under the eldest brother."
Mu Yungui: "Could it be that the eldest prince is worried that we will find out evidence and kill people?"
"Maybe." Yu Yan sighed and threw the token on the corpse, "Take care of this, this is the end of the matter."
Mu Yungui was puzzled: "Why?"
"Because it's useless to find out." Yu Yan said, "If this person is alive, we can still use it. But now... Even if it is finally found out that this person has something to do with the eldest brother, is it possible that you think it's just a corpse? , the father will condemn the eldest brother?"
In addition to Yu Hong, what King Yan values most is the eldest prince Yu Shu.
The side room didn't burn the ground dragon, Yu Yan felt a little cold after sitting for a while, and stood up wrapped in a robe: "Go back to the palace first, it's too cold today."
He walked forward, suddenly his feet softened, but fortunately Mu Yungui supported him in time.
Yu Yan grabbed Mu Yungui's arm and barely stood still, smiled and shook his head: "I used to be neither afraid of cold nor sick, what happened recently..."
His voice came to an abrupt end.
Fear of cold, fever, loss of appetite, abdominal discomfort.
How these symptoms sound familiar.
Since he left Goulan last time, Yu Yan has been very concerned about what Qing Jue said. But he was inexperienced and had no face to ask someone, so he could only secretly find a lot of folk words describing Qiankun.
Once Xiao Kunjun in the storybook has these symptoms, it is...
Yu Yan looked down at his abdomen, his face paled a little.
No, it won't.
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