MTL - Engraved in Bone-Chapter 44 Traitor and Emperor 007

Zhou Jun was thinking about escaping the cage for a long time, even if his legs were broken, he couldn't stop his heart to leave.

Time and time again, in the face of such a highness, Xu Haoran was always tiresome, repeating smiles day after day. Until Zhou Junyan didn't know where to hide the ceramic fragments hurt him.

A long scar on his face ruined his appearance, and his right eye was directly abolished. A **** scar turned out of flesh and blood, which looked really scary. The smile on his face did not diminish, but he looked at Zhou Junyan quietly and said quietly, "Your Highness, you are not severe enough."

If it was more severe, it should be sharpened and stabbed at his heart.

That night, he stopped giving Zhou Junyan's elixir.

Xu Haoran was reluctant to let Zhou Junyan bear the painful pain, so he begged Master to help him. Naturally, there is a way. The elixir made from the flesh and blood of the person with the bone name can temporarily relieve the pain of bone erosion, he agreed.

Every night, he thought about how to let his highness eat the elixir, but this time, he didn't want to.

At dusk, the dense feeling of biting the bones began to diffuse. Just just the beginning, Zhou Junyan could not stand it. A pair of eyes were filled with water mist, and his nose was red: "It hurts ..."

Does it hurt? His Royal Highness, he also hurts.

The wound on his face had begun to fester because he didn't apply the medicine in time, but Xu Haoran didn't care anymore, he just sat there watching his highness quietly because of the pain, and the beautiful face was distorted.

"Please, help me, I really hurt."

When was your Highness, who was held in the palm of his hand, endured such pain? Even when the leg was broken at the beginning, there was no such pain as this time.

Xu Haoran smiled. There was no other expression on his face except his smile. His eyes were completely blank and he couldn't shake the slightest wave: "His Royal Highness, do you hurt?"

"I hurt, Xu Haoran. I hurt so much. Please help me."

"Really, then it hurts with the courtier, and the courtship hurts too much, just as much as His Highness."

Zhou Junyan was in pain for one night, and passed out several times before waking up again and again. It didn't get better until it was almost dawn, and the painful pain gradually receded, but because of inertia, his body was already convulsed, and he could not stop shaking.

The door of the cage was opened. Xu Haoran hugged Zhou Junyan, who was trembling. His fingers passed gently through the wet hair of his partner, his body swayed gently, and he said softly, "Is your highness painful?"

The man in his arms shook his head violently and made him laugh, and a soft laughter sounded in the large palace, and some of them suddenly infiltrated: "As long as your Highness obediently, the minister will not do anything to you."

"Even if the minister likes you no more, should you be considerate of the minister? The heart of the minister is painful. Your Highness must know that as long as you stay by the court's side."

"Don't look at others, don't laugh at others, don't be gentle with others, you can't like others." Xu Haoran dropped a kiss on Zhou Junyan's forehead and noticed the other party's trembling. He chuckled, "His Royal Highness, don't be afraid of your minister. "

I love you so much, don't be afraid of me.

After suffering the pain in the erosion bone, Zhou Junyan obediently drank the porridge with the bowl in Xu Haoran's hand the next day, and then lay in the other's arms, eyes wide open, and looked at the beams on his head.

"His Royal Highness sleeps for a while?"

The other party closed his eyes immediately, and behaved disobediently. But when Xu Haoran's hand touched his hair, his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

Xu Haoran is more uncomfortable than anyone. Did he just want to make his highness unforgettable? It's just a pity that things go wrong.

He also asked Master if he could carve a bone for His Royal Highness again;

If you ca n’t, you ca n’t, it ’s better to hate it, it ’s better than the other side being indifferent to yourself. but……

Feeling the fear of the person in his arms, Xu Haoran couldn't help closing his eyes and tightening his hands unconsciously, for fear that the person in his arms would disappear when he didn't notice it.

Your Highness, when will you be able to give a little bit of compassion to your minister a little bit?

Xu Haoran had to accompany Zhou Junyan at all times for several days in a row, not even the court hall, and the memorials were sent to the palace for processing.

Countless books said that the rebels were approaching the capital, begging Xu Haoran to set out to quell the rebellion. But they couldn't even see anyone, let alone begging the other party to leave the emperor who was facing the former.

Every time I mention it, I can only shake my head and sigh.

Uncle Jun ... Even if Da Zhou does not change his country name, he is destined to go extinct.

Countless people have begged for Xu Haoran, so they had to find the long song. Chang Ge has also seen Xu Haoran, the flesh on the other side's face has been corrupted, or he pressed the order to treat the wound.

In the process of removing the carrion, Xu Haoran didn't groan, not even turning his eyes, staring at the long song.

Somehow, the long song suddenly laughed, with a look of nostalgia and a funny look: "When will you look at me like this, rest assured, I won't grab you instead of you."

"It's just a fool, is it worth me to breathe with you?" Changge glanced at him again and looked away: "It doesn't matter, just wait a little longer."

Xu Haoran couldn't understand the meaning of the long song, but after confirming that he didn't have any thoughts on His Highness, he silently set aside his eyes.

"You tap."

It took a while for the medical doctor to deal with the wound on Xu Haoran's right face, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and stood standing far away from Xu Haoran: "Return to the State Master, the wound on your face will leave an inability The scar that has been removed is also a waste of the right eye, I'm afraid it is ... "

I am afraid that some people will make a fuss about this.

Xu Haoran knew that as the Son of Heaven, the first and foremost thing is indispensable body. Now the eyes of the rebel uprising are blind, and even more unpopular.

But he didn't care, he could take His Highness out of here.

"Xu Haoran, do you remember the family motto of your Xu family?"

He was silent for a while, finally turned his head, did not dare to look at the long song again, and spit out three words with difficulty: "I don't remember."

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely dignified.

I really do n’t remember or I ca n’t say it, neither Xu Haoran nor Changge knows it.

He couldn't see the expression of the long song, only he heard the other person laugh, the irony was so obvious that it hurt his heart:

"Also, the moment you raise your soldiers to rebel, they are not the sons of the Xu family."

Long Song is right and it is also wrong. As long as he was loyal to His Royal Highness, he was no longer a son of the Xu family.

Because he had forgotten even the original intention of worshiping the teacher.

The author has something to say:

It ’s all mad, it ’s mad, ohhhh, distressed my general (though men are not good things)