How Did You Know That the Lingering Fragrance Is Still the Same?

The super sick and weak noble son is attacked by the loyal dog Machiavellian strategy + martial arts, no cruelty and high sweetness Young Master is the cloud in the sky and the most beautiful existence in the world. —Silence "If you die, my subordinates will dig out this heart to warm your hands." Yun Qinglan is dying. Everyone knew that the sick and torn young master of the Yun family would not survive this winter. He coughed up blood, was afraid of cold, and his legs were disabled, like a glass doll that could break at any time. But silently disbelieving. He is Yun Qinglan's shadow guard, a mad dog, a madman who is willing to cut out the heart and take blood. When we first met five years ago, the young master stood in the snow holding a sword. When he reached out to him, his sleeves were filled with sunlight. Five years later, he was holding Yun Qinglan, who was coughing up blood, running wildly on a rainy night, screaming for a bowl of medicine that could prolong his life. The court is treacherous, and the Beidi cavalry are pressing down on the situation. Yun Qinglan was playing chess in the world in his wheelchair, and silently carved a bloody path for him. "Idiot..." The young master's blood-stained fingers touched the golden osmanthus tattoo on his heart. "Is my broken body worth your efforts?" Value, special value. If there is no medicine in this world that can cure you, I will give you my life. "Silence, I'm cold" "I will hold you forever" From the beginning to the end, the opponent was the only one in the attack and shou. From the beginning to the end, the shou was the kind of sick and weak person who was going to die. He was not going to get better! There will be a lot of erotic and emotional descriptions! ! ! It's a little bit fantasy, not purely ancient. No need to tell you when you abandon the article, see you again~