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The moonlight in the forest flowed on his slender neck, and the night was so thick that it seemed to engulf his thin spine. Yin Huai felt panic and suddenly heard a very low and light sigh and even more swallowing from the front: "Yin Huai, you have never been afraid of death, right?"

"Is the evidence of the prince's treason... really that important?"

"Is it more important than your own life?"

Yin Huai's throat froze, his fists tightened, and he couldn't deny that he was not afraid of this, just asking for pleasure and wantonness.

Because there was nothing in the world that could keep him, so he spared no life or leave no way out. He had been walking barefoot on the tip of the knife for so many years, but no one could stand his way.

The most powerful one is without weaknesses.

But now...

Yin Huai couldn't see Qi Qingzhou's expression, and could only hear his low voice: "Yes, you're not afraid. Then guess, am I afraid?"

It was obviously not a heavy tone, and it could not even be a reproach, but it was like a sharp knife shaving the soft flesh in his heart. Yin Huai had to admit that Qi Qingzhou was growing and matured at an unexpected speed in his invisible place.

I know how to grasp people's hearts, how to control the situation of conversations, and how to grasp them.

Those days and nights that were invisible, despair and pain that tormented the mind, fearful and random thoughts, like a dark river in the darkness almost drowned Qi Qingzhou. His pale face showed a look of pain, but he quickly hid it well, and raised his face and asked, "If I sneaked into the military camp, I won't come back. Will the palm print be afraid?"

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"If these traces are spread on me, wouldn't it matter?"

Yin Huai's hand holding on his waist suddenly tightened. Just thinking about it, the anger of the inner demon rushed into the blood and boiled.

His always cold and calm voice could hear the slightest tremor for the first time: "It's my fault."

Qi Qingzhou lowered his head and looked at him, shook his head and said, "There is nothing wrong with the palm print. It's because I'm not strong enough that I'm so worried about me, doing so many things for me, and taking such great risks."

"I blame myself and feel guilty."

"When you are not here, I always reflect on whether it is better to have a palm print without the hard work."

Qi Qingzhou took a deep breath and tried to adjust his disposition. He tried to make himself mature, steady, and restrained, and not show his emotions. However, when he arrived in front of Yin Huai, all these disguises were ineffective, and he became the little prince who could cry, make trouble, lose his temper and wait for others to coax.

Yin Huai couldn't hear him saying this, so he immediately got off his horse and walked around in front of the person.

Qi Qingzhou sat on the horse's back, condescending, lowering his eyes and not speaking.

The moonlight in the mountains was scattered on Yin Huai's face. He raised his head and his eyes. The majesty, calmness, indifference and alienation of the past were completely unseen. No one had seen it, and it was also the extremely red heat and madness that was rare for him.

Qi Qingzhou heard him say, "I am used to doing things freely. No one cared about me in the past and worried about me, so I took risks and was eager for quick success."

Qi Qingzhou was still awkward, but when he heard him say this, his heart became sore again, and Yin Huai did it on purpose.

Yin Huai walked over and blinked slowly. He climbed Qi Qingzhou's knee with one hand and slowly pressed his side face on it, like a tired bird returning to the forest, or a cruise ship mooring the port. After brewing for a while, he could say it: "I was really not afraid before, I had no thoughts or fear, but now I am afraid."

Such a hot and exposed gaze was like a hook with silver light that directly caught Qi Qingzhou's soul, causing him to flash a moment of divineness.

He admitted that he would be afraid that Yin Huai, who was used to being invincible, looked a little stiff because of his strangeness and bizarreness, and his expression was not very natural, but he still bit the bullet and continued talking.

"I am afraid that your highness will be sad."

His forehead snuggled on Qi Qingzhou's thigh, and Qi Qingzhou did not push him away.

"I... I like someone for the first time, and I love someone so much for the first time. I don't understand, I don't know, I can't do it well, and I know a lot."

Yin Huai rubbed his knees with his face, as if he was acting coquettish, but his tone was very solemn: "I am withdrawn, serious, boring, eager for quick success and instant benefits. I am much older than Your Highness. I often can't guess what Your Highness thinks. Ignore your Highness's feelings. I am not a good lover, and I know."

"It is grace for Your Highness to be with me, and it is my lifelong luck."

"No one has ever cherished it so much. He is so grateful and contented, but he is also afraid."

Qi Qingzhou felt sore and painful when he said it.

Yin Huai never talked to others, and didn't even say a serious truth. He usually did more than he said, but tonight he opened his heart.

"I'm afraid I can't catch it, I'm afraid I can't keep it, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm afraid

"I've been afraid of anything I didn't know before, and I've understood everything I don't know before."

"Will your Highness believe me again? I will no longer joke about my life, I will cherish myself and no longer worry your Highness."

"Your Highness will forgive me this time, okay?"

Qi Qingzhou stared at him with his eyebrows hanging down and silent. Yin Huai's heart tightened again. He had always been the life and death of others. This time he was waiting to be judged.

Qi Qingzhou was never willing to let Yin Huai be sad. In just a moment, he slowly stretched out his arms to the other party.

Yin Huai's heart returned to his position and chuckled softly, as if the snow in the spring mountains melted, as if the white tanus had just bloomed at night, the varnish fog in the forest was illuminated by his smile.

Yin Huai also stretched out his arms and waited under the horse. Qi Qingzhou jumped lightly and fell into his arms. The two of them hugged them firmly and full.

The brown horse twisted his head, looked at them, then turned back and lowered his head to eat grass.

Qi Qingzhou was still angry, grabbed Yin Huai's clothes, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Palm Print, remember, from now on, I will treat my life as much as you treat your life. If something happens to you one day, then I will be the first one-" Yin Huai takes his life more seriously than himself.

Yin Huai hugged him tightly and refused to let him finish his words: "I promise Your Highness, I promise Your Highness everything."

"Did Your Highness forgive me?"

Qi Qingzhou still refused to let go and said, "Look at the palm prints."

Yin Huai laughed: "Well, I will do it well."

Qi Qingzhou was in danger after the disaster and stared at him and threatened: "The palm print can't lie to me anymore."

"No lie." Yin Huai raised his fingertips, found his heart, looked deep into his eyes, sighed, and said softly: "I really want to cut open my heart and let Your Highness see it."

Qi Qingzhou's face softened, and he stretched all night before he was willing to reveal the childishness he had on his body, wrapped around Yin Huai's neck and said, "I, I'm still a little scared."

He is not strong enough. If someone like Yin Huai wants to get or keep him, he is far from able to do so now.

Yin Huai hasn't seen him show his child's appearance in a long time, and he is particularly attractive.

"No, no, no, no." The warm palm pressed against his face, held it up and coaxed him: "There is still me."

Qi Qingzhou looked at him sideways and said seriously: "No, I'm still afraid. I'll be afraid of this incident for a long time, and this year won't be better."

Yin Huai smiled angrily, said "tsk", lowered his head and kissed him deeply and fiercely.

Qi Qingzhou also made a ruthless move and bit the red mark on his body, as if a little beast marked his territory, hoping to cover all the annoying traces one by one.

Yin Huai allowed him to vent his wildness on his body like a crazy little beast, asking for help, and even opened the collar to indulge his sharp dog teeth to bite him deeper and more fiercely.

The two of them had a bite and were not dressed. If it weren't for the fact that there were two horses looking at them with their innocent eyes open... The moon was hazy, and no one knew what kind of passionate and violent waves were surging on the night road.

When he returned to the camp, Qi Qingzhou ordered people to fetch hot water and waited for Yin Huai to take off his clothes, wash his hair and take a shower.

He was practicing bows recently and was going to debug weapons. A thin cocoon appeared on his originally tender fingertips, which made people laugh when he touched Yin Huai's delicate and fair skin.

Qi Qingzhou paused his hand, which was stopped at his waist and abdomen, and the other party's chest made a low and muffled laughter breaking through the hot and misty water vapor, making him look particularly sexy. The low and slow sneer made his ears red.

He lowered his eyes to cover up, deliberately tense his face, and said in anger, "What are you laughing at with your palm print?"

Yin Huai locked every subtle expression in his eyes with great eyes, and did not speak. He slowly came over after he had enough appreciation, and splashed water on Qi Qingzhou's arm bit by bit like playing.

Qi Qingzhou was quite arrogant and bent down to kiss him a little fiercely.

It would be fine if he didn't kiss him, but he kissed him solemnly. Yin Huai was reluctant to let him go, so he carried him in, stripped his clothes and threw him aside.

The sound of water came from the tent, as if mixed with a shallow and soft moan, as if there were nothing, as if there were nothing, as if there were no one.

The guard at the door stood straight and did not dare to move.

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