Lord, Your Immortal Plant has Slipped Away Again

Chapter 10

The room was so quiet that nothing couldn't be heard. Gu Yan's breathing was stagnant, but his heart couldn't help but beat rapidly. He walked towards the bed almost stiffly and looked at the naked body more clearly.

The young man was curled up on the bed with his back to him and his long, dark hair was spread out all over the bed. His eyelashes were still a little wet and the end of his eyes were faintly red, as if he had suffered a great deal of grievances.

An unspeakable heat rose up from Gu Yan's body. He took a deep breath and the hand hanging at his side slowly tightened.

Was this little brat doing this deliberately?

Or was he so sure that he wouldn't dare do anything to him?

Ye Zi turned over in his sleep. Gu Yan shifted his gaze sharply and the tips of his ears quietly turned red. He didn't dare to look again as he closed his eyes and leaned down, hurriedly pulling the thin quilt over Ye Zi's body

His fingers hastily touched the warm jade-like skin; it felt like the best ointment, soft and warm, and couldn't help but draw his attention in even more.

Gu Yan retracted his hand like he had been electrocuted and the root of his ears turned even redder.

Tucking in the little brat who slept without care, Gu Yan got up and was about to leave. However, at that moment, Ye Zi just so happened to whisper: "Gu Yan, you big bastard."

Gu Yan: "......"

Gu Yan's footsteps paused and he gritted his teeth. How petty; to curse him even in his sleep.

Ye Zi didn't have the best posture and his arm stretched out from the quilt. He hugged the quilt, revealing his bare and thin shoulders, as he murmured something. Gu Yan glanced back, but his gaze became frozen.

Below the other party's collarbone, there was a shallow scar less than an inch long.

Gu Yan sat down on the edge of the bed and his eyes didn't move away from the scar for a long time.

This injury was because of him.

At that time, he had been pushed to the edge, lost his mind, and fell into a trap. He was alone and surrounded by the assassins sent to assassinate him. With more than a dozen trained assassins, it was impossible for anyone to escape unscathed.

But this person appeared.

Gu Yan was so anxious that he was going crazy: "Are you crazy? What does it matter to you whether this Prince is dead or alive? Does it look like I need your help?"

The young man only smiled carelessly as the long sword in his hand swung in a cold and gorgeous arc: "Save some strength, Little Highness. When we have escaped from here, you can scold me any way you want."

They escaped from the surroundings of more than ten experts but weren't able to avoid the arrow shot in the dark that headed straight toward Gu Yan's back.

When Gu Yan heard the noise and turned back, the long arrow had already penetrated the young man's shoulder blade.

Gu Yan's eyes darkened and he reached out his hand, gently rubbing on the old wound. It wasn't until now that Gu Yan finally settled down and looked at the face in front of him seriously.

This face was slightly smaller than the one he remembered, but otherwise, whether it was the knitted brows or the smile or the little habit of holding the quilt when sleeping, everything else was all the same.

Gu Yan's heartbeat became more and more rapid and the joy of reunion seemed to burst out at this moment.

Previously, Gu Yan still had some uncertainty in his heart. Resurrection was too abstruse, not to mention that there were such mind-boggling things as plants and trees becoming human.