After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

Lou Jingyu postponed all official duties for the day and let Uncle Jiang take charge of receiving the guests.

He just wanted to keep his eleventh day.

When he thought about Eleven being sick and feeling unwell, he became extremely anxious and had no mood to deal with other things.

The dark clouds outside have dissipated, and the heavy clouds have turned into light smoke, as if the wind will blow them away and disappear in the sky.

After several days of rain, the sun finally came out.

The dazzling golden sunlight came down, driving away the coldness that had been bothering us for days, and now the clear and refreshing autumn day appeared.

The room became warmer in the afternoon.

Seeing that Shiyi was sweating under the quilt, Lou Jingyu replaced the quilt with a blanket and only covered his stomach.

He lay with the person for an hour or so, and only got up quietly when he saw that the person was sleeping so soundly.

At one point, Eleven seemed to be aware of something and moved towards him, mumbling something. Lou Jingyu leaned over to listen and heard that he was calling "Master".

I won’t let you go even in my dreams.

Lou Jingyu enjoyed it very much.

He kissed Ying Shiyi's face, which was no longer so hot, and then rubbed against it.

"I'll be back in a moment."

After a few more coaxings, Ying Shiyi finally relaxed his brows.

Lou Jingyu rolled up his clothes and stuffed them into Ying Shiyi's arms, then quietly got out of bed.

She walked barefoot to the outer room, and the black and gold hem of her dress brushed the floor without making any sound.

He lowered his voice and asked the maid to prepare lunch.

Although I don't want to disturb Ying Shiyi's sleep, I can't skip the meal. After all, I still have to take medicine after eating.

Since it concerns Ying Shiyi's health, Lou Jingyu dare not delay.

He called Mingyue again, straightened his expression and gave instructions.

"You must follow my order and pass it on. From now on, no yam is allowed to appear in the kitchen of the sect. If others want to eat it, let them eat it outside the sect. This thing must never be seen in the Chiyang Sect again."

Mingyue was startled, thinking that her master really valued Ying Eleven very much, and she quickly responded and passed on the message.

They were also scared this morning. If anything happened to Ying Shiyi, they, the servants, would be blamed.

After giving the instructions, Lou Jingyu went to get an incense burner and lit an incense burner of Spring News in the Snow.

Although Ying Shiyi didn't say it, Lou Jingyu knew that he also liked this scent and felt comfortable when he smelled it.

Placing the incense burner under the window, Lou Jingyu straightened the nasturtium on the table and opened the window for ventilation.

I have heard Duan Chunhui say before that more ventilation can help people recover from illness.

As soon as the two windows were opened, Lou Jingyu found that there was a gentle breeze outside and it was very comfortable.

He thought that after Ying Shiyi recovered from his illness, he would take him out for a walk so as not to waste such good weather.

The continuous rainy days also made Eleven feel bored.

Lou Jingyu changed into a set of soft casual clothes, then returned to the bed and took a nap while holding Ying Shiyi in his arms.

He also hadn't slept the whole night, and now that everything was quiet around him, he began to feel a little sleepy.

But he was worried about Ying Eleven and slept very lightly. He woke up as soon as Ying Eleven moved.

Ying Shiyi slept until almost evening, but still felt tired.

The meals should be light when one is sick, and Lou Jingyu had specifically instructed that so the dinner would be a bit simple.

Lou Jingyu fed the man a bowl of millet porridge, put some vegetables and pork ribs in it, and then coaxed him to drink the medicine.

Ying Shiyi was usually not afraid of hardship and would always swallow a bowl of medicine directly. But at this moment, he found it difficult to take the medicine and kept leaning into Lou Jingyu's arms with a frown on his nose.

No one really wants to suffer.

It's just that it's concealed and suppressed too well.

Lou Jingyu pinched his face and whispered, "You little liar, you used to say that life was not hard, but why are you scared now?"

Ying Shiyi didn't listen, turned down the corner of his mouth and didn't move.

The little rabbit refused to admit it.

Lou Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt his heart trembling with fear at his actions.

Why is it so cute?

But you still have to take the medicine.

Lou Jingyu could only coax him into taking the medicine patiently.

"Can I read to you after I take my medicine?"

Ying Shiyi then nodded and drank the medicine while pinching his nose.

His little face was wrinkled in pain.

Lou Jingyu quickly stuffed the candied fruit he had prepared into his mouth, and Ying Shiyi felt better.

The sweet candied fruit suppressed the sour and bitter taste that lingered on the taste buds for a long time.

He thought that his Eleven really hid himself very well on weekdays. Now that he was sick, he became a bit childish and needed someone to coax him to take medicine.

But he is only seventeen years old, isn't he just a child?

Not to mention the princes and nobles in the capital, even for those from slightly more affluent families, seventeen years old is still an age for playing around.

Only his family is so concerned.

You have to hold it well in the palm of your hand.

After drinking the medicine, Lou Jingyu kept his promise and found a fairly interesting folk story note.

He sat on the couch holding the person in his arms and read to him for a while.

The voice was soft and gentle, telling each story leisurely, attracting all of Ying Shiyi's attention.

Lou Jingyu held the person in one hand and the book in the other, and read one story after another.

He also wanted to kill some time so that Ying Shiyi wouldn't sleep any longer.

I didn’t sleep well last night. If I continue to sleep, I might not sleep well tonight again. This will form a vicious cycle.

If this becomes a habit, how can your body bear it?

Lou Jingyu still remembers Duan Chunhui's doctor's advice that staying up late would damage the liver, but he dared not let anyone stay up late. This good habit that he had worked so hard to develop could not be broken.

So while reading, he would often talk to people.

"Master, I won't listen."

Ying Shiyi tugged at his sleeve, stopping him from reading any further after another story ended.

Lou Jingyu put down the book and hugged the person again.

"What's wrong, are you tired of listening?"

Ying Shiyi shook his head, "No, it's the master who is tired. You have been reading for a long time."

He climbed up from Lou Jingyu's chest and reached out to pour water for Lou Jingyu.

This is because I feel sorry for Lou Jingyu's voice.

"Master, have some water." He held the teacup and was about to hand it to Lou Jingyu.

Lou Jingyu felt warm in his heart. He touched his head, took the teacup and drank it all.

The tea poured by Eleven is delicious.

"Let me take a look at your arm. Is it still itchy?" Lou Jingyu asked after putting down the teacup.

Ying Shiyi shook his head and rolled up his sleeves to show him.

The abnormal redness on the arms has faded away, and it is no different from usual.

Lou Jingyu held his wrist and looked at it carefully. After making sure that he was not in pain or itchy, he felt relieved and straightened his sleeve.

"You must be careful about what you eat next time." Lou Jingyu was still afraid and reminded again and again.

He will be more careful in the future and won't dare let Ying Shiyi eat randomly. He has to eat all three meals together from now on.

Ying Shiyi responded to whatever he said and was very well behaved.

Lou Jingyu's mind moved, and he leaned over and kissed his lips.