The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

Wei Yun, who had always kept quiet, was filled with the dull eyes of Xie Tao in his mind at this time, and his eyebrows couldn't help being stained with a bit of anger.

Then he stepped down the stairs by the river and stood by Deng Ying, "I wonder why the King of Letters is here?"

Zhao Zhengrong showed off lightly and got off the boat, tapping the water with his toes, but in a flash, he stood firmly in front of Wei Yun.

And the four guards on the flower boat who followed Xinwang also flew down and landed on the shore.

After all, he was the prince who had experienced fighting on the battlefield, and he seemed to be much calmer than the one in the East Palace.

"The national teacher would not think that this farce tonight was arranged by the king?" Zhao Zhengrong raised his eyebrows and said.

At that time, there was a graceful figure in the flower boat, a beautiful woman came out, and seemed to look towards the shore for a moment.

When she saw Wei Yun, who was dressed in Yinhong brocade robe, draped with black hair, and had a picturesque appearance, her eyes flashed astonishing, and she was a little stunned, and then when she saw Zhao Zhengrong next to Wei Yun, she was again As if he was awake, the eyes that looked at Zhao Zhengrong were a little bit more embarrassing and timid, and the eyes were sentimental.

With a faint smile at the corner of Zhao Zhengrong’s lips, he beckoned to the beauty on the flower boat, and then said to Wei Yun, "You have also seen it, this king is a beauty meeting tonight, just look at this lantern festival, but I never thought that I encountered such a major event as the assassination of the national teacher."

Wei Yun glanced at the woman on the flower boat, then twitched the corner of his lips, "How dare the officials doubt His Royal Highness."

The sound of the impact of the armor gradually came, and the sound of neat footsteps was getting closer and closer. When Wei Yun turned his head, he saw Li Tianheng, the leader of the night patrol army, rushing over with a group of people.

"It's really late for Commander Li to come."

Zhao Zhengrong glanced back.

"His Royal Highness?"

When Li Tianheng saw Zhao Zhengrong by the water, he was shocked. He hurriedly saluted, before saying anything, he raised his eyes and caught Wei Yun's cold eyes, his back was cold, he immediately bowed his head, and went on. Yili, said, "Master of the National Normal University forgive me, the minister is late."

"Li Tianheng,"

Wei Yun stepped up the stairs, walked in front of him, kicked him on the knee, so powerful that Li Tianheng instantly knelt on the ground.

"When can you come in time?"

Wei Yun leaned over slightly and lowered his voice, "I think you forgot, who is sitting on the dragon chair now."

Such a sentence is not vague enough to say that it is vague.

Li Tianheng trembled all over, and those eyes kept blinking because of tension.

Perhaps it was because Wei Yun was not bound by the hair crown at the moment, and Wei Yun was wearing black hair, which was a bit more unspeakable than the normal appearance of his clothes and crown.

But it is even more inaccessible, and I dare not look around.

Seeing Li Tianheng's trembling appearance, Wei Yun suddenly sneered, a bit of sarcasm in those cold eyes.

It was such a waste, he even dared to use it.

"His Royal Highness, the minister bid farewell."

In the end, Wei Yun took a deep look at Li Tianheng, and then slightly nodded at Zhao Zhengrong, turned and left.

"Wei Yun."

Zhao Zhengrong called him.

Wei Yun paused, then turned around, "Is there anything else your Highness?"

Zhao Zhengrong stood under a dim light and smiled at him, "Today's affairs really have nothing to do with this king, but if you need this king's help, this king is also willing to help you."

After Wei Yun listened, he didn't show too much emotion on his face. He just nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, but no need."

After that, he turned around and left on his own.

Therefore, in this empty street, there were only a line of night patrols standing there with their heads down, Li Tianheng who knelt on the ground for a long time and couldn't stand up, as well as the letter king Zhao Zhengrong and his guards.

"Li Tianheng."

Zhao Zhengrong looked at the bronze bell of the night patrol who was still kneeling on the ground, then raised his eyes to look at Wei Yun's gradually blurred back, and suddenly sighed, "You, this has touched Wei Yun's bottom line."

This tone was like a pity, but also like the cool words of a person watching a theater.

After speaking, Zhao Zhengrong turned around and left.

And Li Tianheng knelt there, his eyes were full of panic and fear, his back was already wet with sweat.

When Wei Yun rushed back to the mansion, Xie Taozheng stayed alone in the house, wrapped in a quilt on the bed.

The hair tie tied to her eyes has not been untied, but she just sat there blankly without saying a word.

"Miss don't let the hairband touch..." Wei Bo was in the outer room, looking at Xie Tao inside with Wei Yun through the hazy silk veil, and said in a low voice.

Wei Yun looked at her holding the quilt, leaving only his head outside. After a moment of silence, he said to Weibo, "You go down first."

After Wei Bo responded, exited the door, and closed the door by the way, Wei Yun opened the silk curtain and walked in.

Xie Tao heard his footsteps when he came in.

It's weird.

Even if I am blindfolded now, I can't see anything.

But she knew only by the sound of his walking that he was here.

When Wei Yun sat down beside her, he didn't say anything, but suddenly he heard her softly ask, "Are you hurt?"

Xie Tao smelled the smell of blood on his body.

Wei Yun didn't speak, but just reached out and took off the hair band that was blocking her eyes.

Clusters of lights were lit in the room, and the darkness suddenly retreated. Before Xie Tao opened her eyes, she was already closed her eyes tightly by the bright light and shadow.

She finally opened her eyes and met with a slightly turned wound in the heart of Wei Yun's right palm.

He actually stretched out his hand to show her the wound between his palms.

It seems to please deliberately.

Xie Tao opened her eyes wide, and she instantly stretched out her hand holding the quilt to hold his hand.

"you……"

She pursed her lips, trying to say something, but after a long while she said, "Is it painful?"

Wei Yun had actually suffered a pain that was a thousand times worse than this. To him, such a wound was nothing at all.

But at the moment he watched the girl carefully holding his hands, his voice was a little dry when the worries in those eyes were hard to hide, "Um...it hurts."

"Where is the medicine? Let me ask Weibo!"

Xie Tao said, kicking off the quilt, and then she wanted to get out of bed and go to see Uncle Wei.

But never thought that Wei Yun, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly took her into his arms and hugged her tightly.

At that moment, Xie Tao leaned against his chest, a pair of apricot eyes blinked and blinked, and the heart in his chest began to pound very fast again.

Then, she clearly felt that he pressed his chin against the top of her hair.

She heard his dumb voice:

"Are you... scared?"

His voice became softer and softer, a little too erratic to catch,

"But Xie Tao,"

He called her name and said, "This is my world."

"Struggling and fighting endlessly."

He said, "Xie Tao, this is different from the world you live in."

"And this road I walked is destined to be a road of no return. Before I met you, I couldn't look back."

After walking on the blade of the knife for many years, Wei Yun has forgotten the word "fear" thoroughly.

But tonight, when he saw his own fuzzy shadow in her dull eyes, when he held her in his arms at this moment, he also tasted a little bit of fear.

He thought he could protect her very well.

But sometimes, things are not as easy as he imagined.

He actually started to hesitate. Did he make a mistake in his original decision?

She is separated from him, how far is the distance between two time and space.

Wei Yun, who cares most about etiquette and law, easily refuses to go beyond, but will inevitably be upset because of her various actions, at this moment, it seems that he has become more unlike his previous self.

Perhaps it was because such a messy mood gradually filled his heart, that made him so recklessly tonight, holding her in his arms, and even talking to her many things.

Wei Yun suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"are you scared?"

He suddenly asked again.

Xie Tao seemed to react for a long time, but when Wei Yun thought she would not answer again, she suddenly tightened her arms and hugged his waist.

"I……"

He heard her soft voice, a little timid, a little low,

"I'm actually scared."

Xie Tao couldn't forget the scene she had just seen with her own eyes. The feeling of blood spraying on her face reminded her that she still shuddered with fear.

"But, but..."

She was clutching his shirt, and the smell of blood still lingered in her nose, which almost overshadowed the faint cold fragrance on his body.

The **** scenes just flashed through her mind constantly, and she was still in shock.

As he said, this is his world.

This is destined to be such a law of survival.

And the road he walked was destined to be not bright, destined to be bloody, and not knowing the way back.

but……

Xie Tao still clutched his skirt, never letting go.

No amount of fear can make her give up the person in front of her.

"I will stay with you..."

She lowered her eyes, her voice was weak.

At that time, after Wei Yun heard these words from her, he seemed astonished for a while.

Suddenly, the galaxy ripples in those slightly pale eyes, clear and diffuse, bright and full of light.

He squeezed her chin a little harder, he leaned over, and suddenly his cool lips were printed on her forehead.

Soft touch, with a little coolness.

But as if with a scorching temperature, Xie Tao's face was instantly red, and his ears were also red.

She was stunned, she forgot to breathe.

Her mind seemed to explode with fireworks of various colors, which almost made her trance for a moment, like falling into the clouds.

The blizzard outside the door was grand.

The lantern under the eaves was blown out, and finally there was no light and shadow.

An inch of snow was pressed down on the trunk with all the branches and leaves swept away, just like the petals of a pear that bloomed overnight.