A love story about "naming rights ownership"
[Black Lotus/White Cut Black/Sesame Daifuku·Prince Shou
[Bedtime reading with sweet and sour emotions]
[1]
When Zhao Qiyan was fifteen years old, the queen pointed out a son from his mother's family to serve as a personal bodyguard. It looks like he is protecting him, but in fact he has murderous intentions.
He knew that his biological mother had evil intentions, but she was willing to die for the sake of the future of the prince and brother. So he said to the young swordsman Xie Xuanzhou: "You can kill me. But I want to die nice. Otherwise, my brother will be sad when he sees it."
Xie Xuanzhou suddenly rejected him: "There can be no souls of unjust deaths under my sword."
During the three years of turmoil, Xie Xuanzhou was the one who stayed by his side, protected him, and accompanied him.
He guessed that they were all the same - they didn't know where the love started, but it only went deeper.
It's just that he is still carrying the royal secret that can subvert the world. Looking at Xie Xuanzhou's lonely back, he realizes that he has unknowingly broken the bones of the flying dragon and plucked the feathers of the eagle, making this once arrogant swordsman willing to fall into the world and become a lackey crawling beside him wagging his tail and begging for mercy.
Zhao Qiyan felt dazed and confused for a moment, but this mood was fleeting and he was immediately filled with a fierce sense of satisfaction.
This is great, Xie Xuanzhou.
The abandoned son of the Tian family will be lonely for the rest of his life. Come and die for me!
[Two]
"You named the sword that Zhao Qimin gave you Wu Gandang, you named the raccoon slave in the Xiefang Palace Doctor Yu, you even called the broken swing in the cold palace 'higher than the sky', and now you have taken in a young boy from nowhere and raised him in front of you, and you have to give him a name too."
Xie Xuanzhou's eyes were slightly red, and he was extremely rude: "I asked you before if you have to give a name to all the dead things and breathing objects around you. You are right, because when you give a name, you are telling everyone This is your thing. You said your name is the shortest spell. You want your sword and sharpness to be unstoppable, you want the greedy raccoon slave to be able to eat hundreds of fresh fish, and you want the swing to drag you out of the palace. Those are the spells you gave me.
Xie Xuanzhou couldn't listen to anything at all now. All explanations were so harsh, which were evidence that Zhao Qiyan cared about others. He was trembling all over. He was trapped by his own karma, struggling hard but unable to find relief.
But now he wants to seek relief.
Even if the blood is dripping, even if the bones and flesh are burned, he doesn't want to care anymore.
"You said, I am your dog."
Xie Xuanzhou stood in the cold wind, his face as pale as paper.
"The sword has a name, the cat has a name, the swing has a name, even he has one..." He hoarse, his voice getting lower and lower, until it was almost indistinguishable.
The cold wind was biting, but it seemed that I was also sad for Xie Xuanzhou's grief, and I still couldn't bear it.
Therefore, everything in the world cannot hear it, but Zhao Qiyan can hear it.
"Aqing, I don't have a name... Why don't you give me a name?"
Because you never wanted me, right?
[Must read before reading]
1. Double cleanliness and double first love. There are "little secrets that can be guessed in a fraction of a second". You know how to guess them. If you don't like them, please leave them.
2. There is a sub-CP and less space in the main text. Shou and his brother are truly dependent on each other and have a brotherly love with no bones.
3. The bloody tag is huge, and it has always been bloody, but the ending is guaranteed to be sweet.
4. The outline has been deleted, and the cute short stories are for your own entertainment. No writing guidance is accepted.
Intention: wholeheartedly
