[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

The night was dark and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Song Cian rode his horse all the way and chose his own mansion which was closer between the general's mansion and his own mansion.

The effect of the medicine was strong and fierce. Shi Yu's eyes were wet and he could only lean back as much as possible and press against Song Ci'an's chest, barely maintaining his sanity.

The horse ran fast and hard, and light rain began to fall in the sky. The night wind blew the rain thinly and hit Shi Yu's face and body, barely cooling down the temperature.

As Song Ci'an pulled the reins tightly, the horse raised its front hooves, and with a long cry, the two arrived at the mansion.

Zuo Yu heard the noise and trotted to open the door. As he ran, he considered whether to tell the young master that there were more people in the mansion.

Otherwise, he would have to do the errands, the cooking, and the door opening chores. This young man at the prime of his life would not be able to help but make such a fuss.

During this period of time, the skin on my face has been getting worse, the dark circles under my eyes have almost reached my chin, and my hair has fallen out more than before.

Alas, life is not easy, the beautiful boy sighed.

I kept complaining in my heart, but I still opened the door quickly and said, "Sir, General."

Zuo Yu pushed the door open so that Song Ci'an could enter with Shi Yu in his arms.

"General Shi, what's going on?" Zuo Yu was curious and looked into Song Ci'an's arms with a pair of drooping dog eyes.

I saw Shi Yu with a flushed face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows glowed brightly.

Okay, got it.

A strange smile appeared on Zuo Yu's face. The young master was too impatient. The two of them were going to get married in a few days, and they couldn't wait any longer.

Tsk tsk tsk, adults now~

Song Ci'an didn't even look at Zuo Yu. He just hugged Shi Yu and rushed to the house, saying a few words in passing, "Prepare a bucket of cold water and ice cubes."

"Hmm. Ah?" Zuo Yu, who was addicted to his own thoughts, came back to his senses, "Cold water? Ice cubes? Shouldn't it be hot water?" Zuo Yu's face turned red at the end of the sentence.

There is no way, who calls him an innocent young boy? He has never experienced anything like this.

Song Ci'an did not look back at him and entered the house without looking back.

Although Zuo Yu was curious, he still resigned to his fate and went to prepare things.

By the way, why do you need cold water? Play something exciting? Or is it my own young master?

Zuo Yu instantly made up a sketch in his mind about a domineering doctor who loved her hard, but it didn't work after one night.

"Hey~" Zuo Yu shook his body with goosebumps and shook his head, trying to get rid of this outrageous idea.

After the last experience, the two of them have obviously gained a lot of experience.

Song Ci'an first helped Shi Yu take off his robe to dissipate heat, and opened the window. The rain outside mixed with the cold wind blew in, blowing away the dense heat in the room.

Song Cian planned to use the cold water on the table to let Shi Yu drink some to lower the body temperature so he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

But Shi Yu grabbed Song Ci'an's arm with his backhand, his eyes were rarely clear, "No, cold water, no ice, I want you."

Shi Yu spoke intermittently, with constant groans emerging from his clenched teeth.

Song Cian raised his hand to comfort Shi Yu's back, "Good boy, wait a little longer, it's our wedding day soon." If possible, Song Cian wanted to keep this most important moment on their wedding night.

Shi Yu couldn't wait that long, so he raised his hands and hugged Song Sian's neck tightly, "It doesn't matter if it's earlier or later, it's all you anyway, I'm happy with it."

All reason collapsed at this moment, the hot heart in his chest beat vigorously, and there was an undercurrent in Song Cian's eyes, with a dangerous look.

"Okay." He said.

The fiery lips are attached to each other, and the color of spring is rich.

"Young Master, Young Master?" Zuo Yu groaned and brought in a large bucket of ice water and a large bucket of ice cubes. At this moment, he was breathing heavily with his hands on his waist, and he still called his Young Master in a loud voice.

"Sir? I brought water for you." Zuo Yu was so tired that he sat down on the steps in front of the door.

There are red candles surging in the room, and I don’t know what I’m doing, tsk~

Song Cian adjusted her tone, but her voice was hoarse, with a slight gasp, "Put the water on, you go and rest first. In two hours, boil some hot water."

Zuo Yu jumped up as if his butt was pricked by a needle, "Okay, okay, Master!"

He turned around and disappeared in a flash.

Zuo Yu stroked his beating heart and walked absentmindedly to his room.

Passing by a rabbit cage on the way, two rabbits were awakened, their four red eyes flashing in the dark night.

Inexplicably, Zuo Yu thought of the dancing red candles in the room and Song Cian's hoarse voice.

Hear no evil, think no evil; hear no evil, think no evil...

damn it! Zuo Yu didn't know how to face his young master and General Shi tomorrow.

……

The secret guard quickly found a woman wearing only gauze from a remote palace. Her skin was like snow, bright and charming, and there was a sense of time settling between her eyebrows.

The woman must have gotten the news and was about to escape when she was caught by the secret guard.

The woman's face made Emperor Yan feel a little dazed, but it was quickly retrieved from his long memory. The queen beside her also had a stiff face, as if she had remembered something bad.

This person should not have appeared here. Emperor Yan suppressed his rage and solemnly ordered the woman to be taken to the prison for interrogation. "Remember, you are separated from the person just now."

Things can't be that coincidental, there must be some correlation between these two things happening at the same time.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." The woman hugged Emperor Yan's thigh the moment she was taken away, crying so hard, "Your Majesty, I am forced to have no choice but to let you go..."

Yes, this woman was originally a concubine of Emperor Yan. Because of the conclusive evidence of murdering the emperor's heir, she was thrown into the cold palace for fifteen years.

Seeing this face again, Emperor Yan was still in a daze.

The queen on the side wanted to strangle this bitch to death because the woman killed the second prince, the queen's only son.

In order to secure her position as queen, the queen concealed the gender of the first child she was about to give birth to, who is now the prince, Yan Xi, and told others that Yan Xi was a man.

This was a temporary measure, and once she gave birth to the prince, all problems would be solved.

The second child gave birth to a prince successfully, but he was poisoned by this woman.

How could the queen not hate this?

The nails were dug into the flesh of the palms, and blood dripped onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Forced? Tell me everything you know." Emperor Yan looked at the woman hugging his thigh and kicked her away with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, I said, as long as your majesty doesn't kill me, I will say..." The woman knelt on the ground.

"It's three..." Before she could finish her words, a pool of black blood spit out from her mouth. The woman coughed twice more, and black blood continued to overflow from her mouth, dripping on her body and the ground. Her eyes were full of disbelief, and she fell directly to the ground. on the ground.

The dead can no longer die.

"Your Majesty, it's poison." The guard on the side knelt down to check, then stood up and said.