But just when his fingertips were about to touch the scar, Nan Yan took a step back abruptly.

At the same time, he himself stopped.

Now, it is not the time yet.

So his hand froze in the air. After a while, his fingers trembling and bend slightly, and he smiled slightly at Nan Yan's wary eyes.

Then he said: "I saw you hurt."

"……what?"

Nan Yan subconsciously raised his hand and touched his neck. The wound on his throat actually didn't hurt anymore, but when he touched his fingers, he could still feel a scar.

Moreover, he still cannot speak.

Li Bushang looked down at her: "Does it still hurt?"

"Well……"

Nan Yan shook his head hurriedly.

Li Bushang was quiet for a while, then said, "I didn't protect you."

"..."

"I thought I could protect you when I came back this time, and I made up my mind to protect you well, but I didn't expect that I could not do it."

"..."

"Nanyan, I'm really useless."

Hearing what he said, Nan Yan waved his hand eagerly, eagerly trying to tell him something, and worried that the step he had just taken back stabbed him. This child is still so reckless and outspoken. He just wants to protect him. I, but myself, just had an illusion of wanting to escape him.

It really shouldn't.

Li Bushang said: "But don't worry, I won't be so useless forever. I, I will definitely make myself stronger than him-in short, I won't let anyone hurt you."

"..."

Hearing these words, Nan Yan felt even more sad.

This child, obviously has done so well. In two years, he has gone from a black and thin little boy to standing in front of him like this one. He is one of the best commanders in Jinyiwei. With such a good skill, whether it was in the altar of worship, Prince Ning's Mansion, or on the sea, it was relying on him to escape those disasters.

But now, he took all the responsibilities on his shoulders.

Nan Yan stretched out his hand to shake him, eagerly wanted to speak, but couldn't say it, so he could only raise his eyes and look at him: "Ah!"

Don't blame yourself.

You have been very good to me, but I did nothing for you, but in exchange for you to treat each other like this.

At this moment, she heard a breathing sound next to her.

Although the breathing sound is very low, it is almost imperceptible, but the breathing sound of this person seems to be very present, and she immediately noticed it as soon as it appeared.

Turning his head, he saw Zhu Feng standing in the corridor beside him.

A pair of eyes stared at them sternly.

Seeing that the expression on Nan Yan's face changed, Li Bushang regained his senses. He turned his head and saw that it was Zhu Feng. The expression on his face also changed.

He took a busy step back: "The emperor-the son."

Outside, it still cannot be like closing the door.

Zhu Feng looked at them with a calm face and said nothing. At this time, he slowly walked forward, staring at Nan Yan, but said to Li Bushang, "Is it done for you? "

"Yes."

Originally thought he would question him, but he didn't expect that he didn't say a word.

Li Bushang turned his head and glanced at Nan Yan before leaving.

Nan Yan watched his back disappear in front of him. Without raising his head, he could still feel Zhu Feng's gaze on his body, because the feeling of being so hot that it would burn his skin was too real.

She thought for a while, then bit her lower lip and slowly raised her head.

And Zhu Feng is also taking a step forward.

The tall body walked in front of her, as if a big mountain was pressed in front of her. Nan Yan's breathing subconsciously suffocated, and she saw Zhu Feng's dark eyes staring at her, with a low voice: "You, don't you keep the door closed. , Don't you see anyone?"

"..."

"Why do you see him?"

"...?"

Nan Yan's heart trembled suddenly, and she raised her head to look at him, with a little bit of disbelief in her eyes.

what did he say?

After saying these words, Zhu Feng himself seemed to regret a bit. He gritted his teeth hard, and the marks of his teeth appeared on his face.

Nan Yan suddenly understood something in her heart. Just now, did Lian'er rush to complain?

That's why he came over and saw how he was facing Li Bushang.

But what if I don’t hurt myself with Li?

Doesn't he even remember who he is? Why should I care about this?

Thinking of this, she was a little annoyed, and even a little angrily raised her head to look at him. Although she couldn't speak, the stubborn gaze that flickered in her eyes was clearly saying: What is it to you?

These four words were clearly engraved in her eyes.

Zhu Feng can also see clearly.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his breath sank, and he said conscientiously: "Since you don't see anyone, you should see no one!"

After speaking, he grabbed her arm again and dragged her into the room.

For what?

Nan Yan was in a hurry, struggling subconsciously, but Zhu Feng's hand was like a pair of iron tongs, holding her tightly, no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't shake it.

In just a few steps, he dragged her back into the room.

"what--!"

Nan Yan let out a hoarse cry. In panic, she even reached out to beat his chest and arms. At this time, she couldn't control her emotions.

Xinping's whereabouts are unknown, and he cannot speak.

Everything is controlled in his hands.

But since Qin Ruolan appeared, he was satisfied with only that one person. In that case, he shouldn't care about himself anymore. If she really wants to be separated, her Sinanyan can definitely be separated completely, and will not be dragged down. A cent.

Now, what does he want her?

Thinking of this, her heart burst into flames, and she was hitting him hard with both hands, beating him on the chest, and banging, but she couldn't shake him in the slightest.

But her resistance made the faint karma fire in Zhu Feng's heart burn more and more.

With a sudden force, he pressed her to the bed.

The two hands that were constantly struggling to fight, were lifted by one of his hands directly to the top of his head, and the wrists that were clasped hard, could no longer struggle.

He leaned forward and pressed hard against her.

"what!"

Nan Yan couldn't struggle, and couldn't break free, feeling that familiar breath once again enveloped him, pressing against him with that hot body, like every time in the past.

The difference is that this time, there is no sweetness.

Only his anger, and his own pain.

Why, why everything is fine, but when Qin Ruolan appeared, everything changed.

If you only have her in your heart, why should you keep me?

Why don't you let me go?

She couldn't tell, and there was no way to call for help. She could only use the last bit of strength to struggle and twist under him, and tears had already rolled down involuntarily during the struggle.

Wet her cheeks.

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