Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"Sick?" Xiao Si paused, frowning his handsome brows: "He was fine when I left this morning."

At that time, I still had the energy to argue with him, but after only half a day, I said I was sick? !

"Well, his background... Anyway, the princess doesn't seem to be in very good health. She has been like this since she was a child. She gets sick whenever she wants."

"I have just asked the court doctor to go and take a look. Your Majesty, do you want to go and take a look too?"

Seeing that Lin Zhuo's expression didn't seem fake, Xiao Si hesitated about the direction to go. He originally wanted to go back to read the memorials.

"Where is the person?" Xiao Si sighed. Even though he had stayed in that place for half a day today and briefly forgot the feeling that Si Mo gave him in the morning, he could not escape it as soon as he came back.

"It's placed in a side hall."

Lin Zhuo remembered his prince's attitude when he sent Si Mo to Xiao Si's room without permission last time, so he didn't dare to do that again.

But why do I feel that Xiao Si is still a little angry this time... ?

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As soon as Xiao Si walked over, he saw the court doctor placing a white handkerchief on the young man's wrist and taking his pulse.

Si Mo lay on the bed with his eyes closed. His lips were a little paler than usual, and his whole body exuded a strong morbid beauty.

Xiao Si raised his eyebrows slightly, stopped at the door and didn't rush in. His eyes fell on him without any concealment, and he just admired him quietly.

Si Mo's appearance seemed to have touched upon some strange habit in his heart... Xiao Si even madly thought that it would look better if he looked even more miserable.

"Your Highness." After taking the pulse, the court doctor stood up, packed up the medicine box, and bowed to Xiao Si.

"Where is he sick?" Xiao Si then calmed down and walked over slowly to sit down.

"Your Highness, I diagnose that this young master may have made a mistake in his diet."

Xiao Si raised his eyes and looked at Lin Zhuo. Lin Zhuo's hand that was pouring tea suddenly trembled and he shook his head innocently.

"It may be that they ate cold and spicy foods at the same time. The young master is already weak, and he ate too much at once."

"Also, I have noticed that the young master has had a fever since he woke up this morning, and it has not completely subsided until now. This is the prescription I have prepared. Your Majesty can boil the medicine for the young master according to this dosage."

"Okay, please come this way." Lin Zhuo went out to see off the court doctor.

When they were the only two left in the room, Xiao Si walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, observing Si Mo's furrowed brows.

He had a wet, cool handkerchief on his head to keep cool, and even though he was covered with two layers of quilts, he was still shivering slightly.

"Si Mo." Xiao Si called his name for some unknown reason, and even afterwards he himself didn't know why, he just suddenly... wanted to call him.

"Hmm..." The young man curled up in a ball on the bed didn't know whether he was conscious or not. Xiao Si saw his eyelashes tremble and an intermittent and unbearable groan came from his throat.

Xiao Si's heart skipped a beat. After thinking for a moment, he reached his hand under the quilt and pressed his fingers lightly on Si Mo's swollen belly. "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Um……"

Xiao Si still carried the cold air from outside, and Si Mo's hot body temperature was suddenly invaded, causing him to shiver even more unbearably.

"Why do I feel that you are just bored?"

"It's not the last meal for execution, why are you——"

"Xiao Si...you're very noisy." The young man whispered softly, and moved his body backwards with difficulty trying to get away from Xiao Si's cold hand.

"Don't move." Xiao Si was used to speaking in a commanding tone. He suddenly found that he didn't mind Si Mo's encroachment on him. He even felt that the name Xiao Si sounded quite nice when it came from Si Mo's mouth.

But Si Mo just wouldn't fall for it. Even in this situation, the tougher Xiao Si's tone was, the more he wanted to rebel.

Xiao Si's hand was pushed. Si Mo raised his heavy eyelids and rolled his eyes at him. His lips were dry: "...Take it away."

Xiao Si stared at his stubborn face for a while, opened his mouth but didn't utter any syllables.

Si Mo felt dizzy and dazed, and in the end he couldn't even remember whether he was the one who pushed him away or Xiao Si took his hand back on his own.

There was a sound of a wooden chair being pushed on the ground in the room. It should be Xiao Si getting up and going out.

After an unknown amount of time, Si Mo felt something strange in front of him again. Something gently lifted the quilt and covered him with something heavy.

"Xiao Si..."

"Ah."

After confirming who was coming, Si Mo relaxed for a few seconds. Suddenly, he felt the hand on his lower abdomen slowly making circles. This time, Xiao Si's palm became very warm.

Xiao Si saw that his frown gradually relaxed and Wu Zhang's breathing also calmed down. The dead silent lake somewhere in his heart was suddenly rippled by the falling feather.

"So good." He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. He felt more and more that Si Mo at this moment looked like a little pet, obediently accepting the caress of his master.

The physical discomfort gradually subsided. In a daze, Si Mo felt his upper body being propped up and then put down by his shoulders, and his back touched a slightly warm chest.

"Si Mo, open your mouth." Xiao Si held the white porcelain bowl in one hand and put it to Si Mo's mouth. He was patient as he rarely was tonight.

"Drink the medicine."

Si Mo reached out to take it in a daze, but he lost his strength several times and almost knocked over the medicine bowl. He also frowned angrily and turned his head to protest.

Si Mo curled his lips and said, "No."

"smelly."

Lin Zhuo watched from the side without blinking, and when he saw his prince's face darken, he began to feel sorry for Si Mo in his heart.

"The smell of this medicine is a bit pungent." Xiao Si said, "Just drink it obediently, and I'll ask Lin Zhuo to bring you some candied fruit later."

But Si Mo still protested and moved around in Xiao Si's arms. His nasal cavity was so blocked that he could hardly breathe, and his body felt hot as if millions of ants were crawling on it.

"I want..." Si Mo moved his lips, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, causing Xiao Si to lean over and listen closely:

"what?"

"Be carefree, Ah Si..." Si Mo frowned.

When Xiao Si heard his name from Si Mo's mouth, he was slightly stunned. He had not heard that name for many years. Especially when he heard it from Si Mo's mouth now, Xiao Si's heart suddenly softened.

Only his mother had called him that before, but later...

A dark light surged in the man's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

"Be good and drink the medicine first. I'll give you some candy later, okay?" Xiao Si had to soften his tone and patiently coax the 'unreasonable child'.

Lin Zhuo even suspected that he had heard it wrongly. How could the gentle tone just now be connected with the name Xiao Si? !

Before he could come to his senses, Xiao Si pushed the bowl in his hand in front of him and said in a cold voice: "Add some sugar and get a hot bowl." This attitude even made him doubt whether it was his illusion just now.

But this should be the normal Xiaosi.

"Yes, Your Highness." Lin Zhuo took the medicine bowl and walked out.

Xiao Si put Si Mo in a comfortable position, and heard him muttering impatiently, "I want Ah Si."