Ji Yue didn't speak for a long time, and Wei Lian's heart gradually calmed down.

It’s hard to tell what it feels like, sadness or disappointment, accompanied by the pain in your body, and there is some irony inexplicably.

He was a little tired.

It seems that everything has gone around in circles and has returned to the starting point.

Ji Yue turned around, took the pill and returned to the bedside, and handed it to Wei Lian: "This is the antidote."

Wei Lian was so angry that he didn't want to talk or eat.

Ji Yue explained without changing his face: "If you take this antidote for one year, the toxicity will be automatically eliminated, and there is no other medicine."

Wei Lian raised his head and stared at him without blinking.

"Really." Ji Yue said sincerely.

Wei Lian was suspicious: "Then how do you control those secret guards..."

"They don't know that every year, what Gu gave them is not an antidote, but a new poison. In this way, they can control it for another year, and the cycle will be repeated." Ji Yue lied on the spot, his face did not blush and his heart would not be beating. "This is a secret, Gu will only tell you. Don't tell it."

He said sorry in his heart.

I didn't want to have a quarrel with Wei Lian because of this matter, so I could only deceive me like this.

He actually thought it through. Wei Lian now chose to hide it from him, perhaps because he didn't like him enough.

It doesn't matter. Give him another year to cultivate more feelings. He believes that Wei Lian will not lie to him again at that time.

At that time, he would replace the real antidote without realizing it and completely eliminate Wei Lian's poison. As long as the poison is taken on time, there will be no side effects. If he can use this to gain a year for himself, why not do it?

The worst result...it was that Wei Lian was still hiding it from him until then.

Ji Yue's eyes turned dimmed.

If that were the case, he would probably be very sad.

But he will still give the real antidote to Wei Lian.

If a person's complete heart cannot be touched for a year, then he will let Wei Lian free. Ji Yue is unwilling to force him, nor does he want to imprison Wei Lian in a cage, which is a kind of pain to anyone.

But Ji Yue still had a little selfishness and wanted enough time to fight for it so that Wei Lian could open his heart and accept him completely.

One year, just one year.

-

Wei Lian: "..."

If this is true, those secret guards who have been deceived are so desolate.

For Ji Yue's words, Wei Lianxin scored seven points and retained three points.

Seven points are out of love for Ji Yue, and three points are to keep one's instinct to be vigilant.

Otherwise, Wei Lian would never believe it at all and verify it by himself if he changed to someone else.

It is undeniable that the original depression in my heart suddenly became much more relaxed, and it flew away lightly in Ji Yue's words.

All he wants is this sentence.

It's not an antidote, but Ji Yue's frankness.

But I still can't admit that the person who fought with Ji Yue tonight was me.

The master once said that before his weak crown was revealed, he would be destined to be desperate, and Wei Lian always kept this in mind.

Now that he is less than two months away from his crown, he will no longer have to pretend like this after two months.

Wei Lian cherishes his life. When he is alone, he tries his best to survive. Now that he has a ties with his beloved person in the world, he doesn't want to die.

I won't take risks with this.

Both of them have their own thoughts, but their expressions are all the same. They are seamless and no one can see any flaws.

-

Wei Lian took the medicine without saying a word.

After Ji Yue figured it out, he no longer worried that Wei Lian would hide such messy things from him, but instead cared about Wei Lian's body.

He was in a very bad mood tonight.

The maid of Yan State cursed Wei Lian and said to death. Ji Yue could even penetrate a person with one arrow. Hu Yan Kemu made a few words of trouble, and Ji Yue would dare to send the entire Chen State envoy into the cell. If someone really hurt Wei Lian, Ji Yue would definitely be torn to pieces.

But in the end, it was myself.

Wei Lian was born weak and beautiful, with his weak body leaning quietly on the couch, his delicate and pale face was bloodless, and his face was so quiet that it was heartbreaking.

The blood marks on the snow-white neck were dazzling, and the collarbone was also covered with scars. Ji Yue, the bandaged arm, didn't dare to look at it.

Even though I know that he is not weak, I will feel pain in myself.

Ji Yue couldn't help asking: "Does it still hurt?"

Wei Lian: "..."

Nonsense, he didn't feel any pain.

Ji Yue felt very uncomfortable and did not dare to show his own blame. He looked even more aggrieved than Wei Lian.

"The imperial doctor bandaged you just now, but you didn't even shout." Ji Yue pointed out in a depressed mood.

Wei Lian once said that he was afraid of pain.

But in fact, he was really cruel.

He can do everything on himself.

It’s just that such a strong and forbearing Wei Lian made Ji Yue feel even more distressed.

Ji Yue still remembered that when he was in the first time with Wei Lian, Wei Lian was in a severe pain, but he insisted on biting the back of his hand and refused to say a word when he bite the bleeding.

When he saw the two rows of tooth marks on the back of the young man's snow-white hands, he pressed the person's wrist in half annoyance and ordered him not to bite. Wei Lian leaned down and wrinkled the bed sheet. The syllables were smashed to pieces, but he still refused to ask for forgiveness.

The guard's eyes were filled with mist, and his body was trembling in pain, but he refused to shed a tear, and he always felt a hint of stubbornness.

Ji Yue knew at that time that this young man who said he was afraid of pain was actually enduring it.

However, the things on the bed became familiar after a few more times. Later, Ji Yue put Wei Lian on sleep, especially the drunk Wei Xiaolian, who was unpretentious and extremely soft. His hard bones on weekdays turned into a pool of water, sobbing uncontrollably, begging for mercy, being unrestrained, and holding him unscrupulously, shouting for pain. When he was angry, he dared to kick him out of bed. When he was happy, he would give him a kiss, smiling at the eyebrows and glow in his eyes.

At least on the couch, Wei Lian liberated his nature here in Ji Yue.

To be fair, Ji Yue likes Wei Lian likes such a person.

I don’t like his debauchery, but I like him to shout when he feels pain, cry when he feels grievance, beg for mercy when he can’t bear it, and never put anything on my heart.

Ji Yue followed him.

Being strong is a good thing, being able to endure is also a quality. But it doesn’t need to be here. Wei Lian doesn’t need to force anything to support him or to endure anything. That’s what those who have suffered need to learn.

Ji Yue wanted to give Wei Liantian all the sweetness, such as rabbit-shaped pastries, candied haws on the night of Shangyuan, and that bowl of steaming sesame dumplings.

But he still made him suffer.

The pain is due to the sword he stabbed with his own hands.

How can it not be sad if this is the case?

-

Wei Lian noticed that Ji Yue was in a low mood and thought he was sad about his injury.

He said seriously: "I was so painful that I couldn't speak."

He said half true and half false.

Wei Lian doesn't like pain, but he can also withstand it.

He can tease Ji Yue for some irrelevant trivial matters, or he can bear unspeakable major events without saying a word.

This level is nothing.

Ji Yue thought to himself that you are lying to the ghost.

In addition to blaming himself for being sad, he was more angry.

Especially when I saw the injuries on Wei Lian’s neck and legs, I was even more angry.

Those two injuries were definitely created by Wei Lian himself.

I don't take my body into my eyes.

But Ji Yue couldn't have an attack yet, so he could only sulk alone.

"Besides," Wei Lian looked at his arm, "Aren't you as if you're okay?"

Ji Yue himself is a wounded person.

Wei Lian wanted to lift Ji Yue's sleeves to see what was going on, but firstly, he was unable to move, and secondly, he could not be exposed. He could not help with medical skills. Thirdly, Ji Yue's injury was surrounded by a bunch of imperial doctors, and he had nothing to do.

Still no longer involved.

You can run or jump, just be fine if you don't die.
To be continued...