Engraved in Bone

His Highness, who remembers nothing, is like a piece of white paper that has not been stained with heavy ink, and his eyes are clear and clear, with an inquiry into everything, even to him.

"Who are you?" Her Royal Highness had no disgust in her eyes: "Who am I?"

"You are His Highness." Xu Haoran smiled, took hold of the other's hand and kissed him, "You used to call Hao Ran your favorite brother."

Xu Shi didn't know about Xu Haoran himself. In the subconscious, he usually talked and dressed, and there were more and more long songs. Until Zhou Junyan saw the long song, he was in his arms and said with emotion: "Brother Haoran, then People look like you. "

His power increased unconsciously, even if the little Highness in his arms shouted for pain, he did not relax, staring at the person in front of him, calling out, "Master."

It's not that Master is like him, but that he is beginning to lose himself.

In order to attract the attention of His Highness, he slowly learned the Master's actions and learned how to dress and dress. But when he stood with Master, His Royal Highness's eyes would still be attracted by Master, and he didn't remember anything.

"Brother Haoran, is that your master? It looks so good."

Yeah, Master is the most beautiful person they have ever seen; and even if he is handsome, his face left traces of meritorious service due to the battle.

He is nothing but Dong Shixiao, and what he has done is always meaningless.

That night he looked at the cage where His Highness was originally closed for a long time, and finally put the key back.

He wanted to trust the next time. Maybe this time, his highness really liked him?

But the inner anxiety kept expanding, and Xu Haoran found that he could no longer tolerate his highness laughing and talking to others, even if he didn't want to look at them. He chopped the hand that His Royal Highness encountered, even because His Royal Highness smiled at the man, and he dealt with it directly.

He became a tyrant in the neighbouring population, and his subordinates persuaded him to be fruitless, hitting his mind on His Highness.

Unable to curb his actions, he killed people and lost the hearts of his subordinates.

It doesn't matter. He embraces His Highness every night and tells himself that these are worth it. As long as he has His Highness, it is all worth it.

His Royal Highness seemed to be aware of something. He began to keep a distance from outsiders and stopped laughing at others, even sitting for a long time and looking at the sky outside.

It's good, it's good, so that his little highness is only himself.

Zhou Junyan's obedience made Xu Haoran slightly relaxed, but when he didn't pay attention one day, the other party escaped from the deep palace.

Xu Haoran didn't understand, he didn't understand that he was so good to His Highness, why the other party still had to flee from his side.

He died.

He sat in the place where His Royal Highness was sitting, narrowed his eyes to His shivering little Highness, and walked towards him step by step. Draw out the sword that has been with him for many years, and stab the person who was bold enough to take His Highness away from him.

Blood splattered on Zhou Junyan's face, and the other side's pupils dilated. Xu Haoran kneeled on one knee and looked at the other quietly, wiping the warm blood on his face gently with his fingertips: "His Royal Highness, why is this always the case?"

"Isn't it nice to be honest with the minister? The outside world is so sinister. You would worry about the minister in an unfamiliar environment."

"You are by the minister, and the minister will protect you."

Zhou Junyan's body trembled steadily, and his lips were pursed. When Xu Haoran approached, he even unintentionally stepped back, but he could be held tightly.

"Your Highness, don't you be afraid?"

Xu Haoran stunned the man, returned to the palace where the golden cage was placed, and put the unconscious Zhou Junyan into it.

Holding the other side in there, Zhou Junyan's blue silk passed through his fingers. There was nothing at all. Looking at the other side's sleeping face, Xu Haoran couldn't help laughing.

This picture is quite quiet, but he knows, but it is all an illusion.

His Highness, after all, will still be afraid of him.

Just a kiss filled with affection gently fell on the other's forehead, Xu Haoan hugged Zhou Junyan who was drowsy, and even knowing that the other was invisible, he closed his eyes to prevent the madness of his eyes from showing.

His Royal Highness, the minister loves you so much, but why do you never want to look back at me?

Zhou Junyan, who woke up the next day, would still dodge, with disgust and fear in his eyes, without the slightest previous dependence, and even making a harsh scream when he was about to approach.

Xu Haoran looked at the other side quietly, handed the meal to the other side, but was unexpectedly overturned by the other side.

He smiled and instructed people to bring the cook to him, and he did not hesitate to kill the other person in front of Zhou Junyan. The blood this time splattered on him, and a little bit of blood lined him like Shura: "His Royal Highness, if you knock down once, I will kill one more person. Anyway, there are a lot of chefs in this world, right?"

"Xu Haoran, are you crazy?"

Looking at Zhou Junyan's incredible appearance, Xu Haoran's expression was extremely calm. He himself heard him say carelessly:

"Yes, I'm crazy."

He was mad when His Highness ripped all the scars away, otherwise he would not seek Master ’s help, otherwise he would not forget Xu Jiajiaxun's rebellion, otherwise he would not be too aggressive to kill his subordinates. Already.

How does he look like this now? This was something he had never thought of before.

He became a tyrant, indiscriminate; he became a mediocre, and only cared about the bird in the cage, regardless of the past.

Why didn't Xu Haoran know that he had gone mad, and the soldiers of the uprising were approaching the capital, and he wanted to go to the city at any time, but he was still here, regardless of asking those things.

Because he's crazy.

After being silent for a while, Xu Haoran asked, "His Royal Highness, if one day, this week is gone, will you follow the court to escape?"

Zhou Junyan just looked at him resentfully, mocking: "Crazy."

Turning with a laugh, Xu Haoran didn't want his Highness to see his fragility. Long, long ago, when His Royal Highness walked into his heart, he was distorted and lost himself.

Still remembering that when he was young, he entered the gate of the National Teacher and before entering the tower, his father asked him, "Do you know who the Xu family has been loyal to for generations?"

"Big week."

"What about the family training of the Xu family?"

"loyalty."

Father, I'm sorry. From the beginning, he was wrong. But he couldn't change it. The ones who were engraved in his bones from the beginning were only His Highness.

Gradually deformed and never changed.

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