In the turmoil of the royal family's succession, he always behaved calmly and calmly, giving people the impression that he was young and mature and sure of victory.

He is a man who is equally strong physically and mentally, a mountain that will never collapse.

At this moment, she looked at Qi Xingyun, who was lying on her lap like a child, with her body curled up into a ball.

Yang Ruoqing suddenly understood that as powerful as he was, there was the most vulnerable place in her heart.

He is the prince and the god of war, he brings a sense of security to others.

But he himself was seriously insecure.

Yang Ruoqing felt like she was a psychological counselor today, discovering a new world in Qi Xingyun.

She patiently stayed with him and tried her best to help him get through this difficult time...

Because, she suddenly thought of Chen'er.

A child loses his mother when he was young, and this missing maternal love will always accompany him as he grows up.

It will be like a shadow implanted in his soul. Even if he grows into a very powerful person in the future, he may still be like this at a certain moment due to the stimulation of certain things.

Yang Ruoqing's heart felt painful one after another!

Time passes bit by bit...

At this time, in Qi Xingyun's sea of ​​consciousness.

He returned to the house he often returned to in his dreams.

There was blood everywhere on the ground. He saw the woman lying in a pool of blood and also saw the man's big feet.

Overwhelming blood poured from all directions on the ground. He stepped back crazily, but the blood seemed to be alive and kept chasing him.

He had no choice but to retreat, huddled in a corner and cried, trembling with fear.

He didn't know where this panic came from. In the dream, he even forgot that he was a god of war.

There is only fear, boundless fear.

Just when he was about to collapse due to this fear, he seemed to hear a gentle voice in his confusion.

That voice was calling his name.

In the small space filled with blood, he faintly saw a glimmer of light.

He stood up and walked towards the light.

The sound was still reaching his ears continuously, which made him feel a sense of calm. The place where the sound came was the place where the light rose.

The steps under his feet became bigger and bigger, and the blood around him was also washed away by the wisps of light.

He longed for that voice, and being called by that voice made him feel warm and at ease.

He began to run wildly, leaving the man, woman, and blood behind him.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, a dazzling light broke into his eyes, and he sat up suddenly.

Only then did he realize that he was sitting on the ground, with tea bowls and cakes scattered around him.

"Oh, I finally woke up. If you don't wake up, my leg will be useless."

A familiar voice sounded beside him, it was the voice he heard in his dream.

He turned around and saw Yang Ruoqing sitting on the ground with her legs upright and clenching her fist to hit one of her legs.

"What happened?" Qi Xingyun asked, looking confused.

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide, with some resentment in her eyes.

"Brother, don't be so cruel!" she said.

He raised his hand and looked around, seeing the mess on the ground and the unconscious guard lying on the ground over there.

"Look, you just went crazy, like a hurricane passing by and sweeping everything."

"It took me a lot of effort to pull you out of the abyss of madness. Don't default on it!" she said.

Qi Xingyun got up, looked around, and then raised his hand to rub his still sore forehead.

Suddenly, I understood.

He must have been stimulated by seeing the cook cutting the venison before, and the blood spreading out.

He shook his head and stood there holding on to the edge of the table, breathing lightly.

In the previous nightmare, the voice that guided him out and brought him warmth and comfort was actually her?

Qi Xingyun felt incredible.

What made him even more incredible was that he was actually lying on her lap...

Realizing something, Qi Xingyun turned around and tried to help Yang Ruoqing up, but she had already stood up on her own.

While patting the dust on her clothes, Yang Ruoqing said to Qi Xingyun: "Prince Yun, I don't think you need to eat this dinner. You should take your injured guard and go back home to rest early. I will also

It’s time to go back.”

There was a hint of guilt on Qi Xingyun's pale face.

"I'm really sorry, I ruined tonight's dinner..." he said solemnly.

The voice was a bit hoarse, showing a bit of weakness.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to ridicule him a few more words, but after hearing his words, she was no longer in the mood to ridicule him.

"Well, it happened suddenly. It's understandable. You don't need to apologize." She reassured him.

"There will be opportunities in the future. It's okay, it's okay. Don't take it personally!" she said again.

Qi Xingyun looked at her, and for the first time, he discovered that this woman, in addition to being smart, capable, and calm, was actually very kind.

He is not tired when he is with her.

"This place is in a mess, and I don't have the shame to keep you here anymore. Let's go, I'll take you back," he said.

Yang Ruoqing quickly waved her hand, "No, no, you should go back with your guards first, I can do it by myself..."

"The guards will take care of it, let's go!"

After saying these words, Qi Xingyun turned around and quickly walked out of the private room.

Looking at his back, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

She was still cute when she was in a coma, but now that she's awake, she's back to being domineering again.

Forget it, I'm tired from all the hard work, let's go back.

The two people got on the carriage. Qi Xingyun asked Yang Ruoqing where he lived, and then the carriage drove towards the west gate.

The carriage was very spacious and melon lanterns were lit inside.

Qi Xingyun sat opposite Yang Ruoqing, raised his hand and gently pinched the bridge of his nose up close to the center of his eyebrows.

"Why, does your head still hurt?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Qi Xingyun said softly, "Hmm".

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment, took out something from her body and handed it to him.

"Take this. When you have a headache, apply a little to the temples on both sides, and then rub it gently for a few times. The relief effect is pretty good," she said.

Qi Xingyun looked at the small bamboo bottle that was as long as the middle finger and as wide as the middle finger that she handed over, with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

Then, he took it, opened the lid, poured a little on his fingertips, and then applied it to his temples.

A cool feeling suddenly spread across my temples...

"How are you? Are you feeling better?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Qi Xingyun nodded, "It does feel a little more comfortable."

"Hey, I told you I didn't lie to you. This thing is given to you. You can keep it and use it slowly." She said boldly.

He clenched the small bamboo bottle tightly with his fingers, and a warmth suddenly surged through his heart.

"Thank you." He said solemnly.
Chapter completed!