marry a monk

"It's terrible, this Siqin'an." Siqin Desheng was like a deflated ball, his hands slid down weakly, his head tilted, and he "passed out" again.

"My lord, my lord... what's the matter with you?" Si Qin'an was shocked again, and asked eagerly: "Mo Wang, what's the matter with your lord?"

"King of victory, king of victory..." Mohanad was horrified when he saw that he fainted again for no reason. He checked his pulse again, although it was not strong, but it would not faint?He sniffed again, the breath was faint.

What are the symptoms?

Mohanad was puzzled, but unfortunately, his medical skills were limited, so he had no choice but to go back to the old technique, lift his chin, part his lips, put his mouth to his mouth, and blow air...

One was blown quietly, and the other was blown quietly, and Si Qin'an, who was watching aside, was blushing and blushing.Suddenly my heart moved, could it be that the prince...

Looking at Wang Ye's face, it's obviously much better.He must have an idea, vaguely guessing the intention of the prince's move, Si Qin'an breathed a sigh of relief.He is known as the roundworm in the prince's stomach, why doesn't he know what the prince is thinking?

I don't want to disturb you, take your time, I didn't see anything, he motioned for An Tai to leave quietly.

Finally went out, this Si Qin'an was so stupid, he groaned for a long time, this king was so choked up, if it was normal, he would have kicked you out long ago.Siqin Desheng peeked through the cat's eyes, was tossed by him contentedly, and secretly delighted at his cleverness.

Poor Mohanad had a pure mind, no distracting thoughts, no other distractions, and was willing to do so. He only wanted to save him from waking up.

Seeing that he didn't respond after blowing for a while, Mohannad stopped and said to himself: "Is it too cold?"

Touch his hand, not cold.Probe his neck again, it's hot, does it take a soak to wake up?Thinking of this, he shouted towards the door: "Si Qin'an, prepare a bucket of hot water for King Sheng, let him soak it, maybe he will wake up after soaking it..."

Hearing what he said, Siqin Desheng said in time: "Ah..." opened his eyes and "woke up", and put his hands up.

"Ah... is the lord awake?..." Si Qinan asked inside: "My lord, are you okay?" After guessing what the lord was thinking, he was not in a hurry.

"Hurry up and get him a clean set of clothes." Mohanad called to Siqin'an outside the door, and while helping Siqin Desheng to sit up, he asked softly, "Is it better?"

Siqin Desheng didn't answer him, got out of bed, went to the window, picked up a small wooden stick on the table, and bit into his mouth.

"Ah, ah, I can't eat this..." Mohanad hurried over: "Are you hungry?"

"..." Siqin Desheng didn't speak. He looked down and saw Mohanad's rolled up sleeves, revealing his white and strong arms. His eyes lit up, as if seeing a big white lotus root. He couldn't help but pick it up and put it into his mouth. bite.

"Oh, it hurts..." Mohanad yelled, "You can just say what you want to eat, why do you have to bite me?" He was so painful that he stroked the tooth marks left by Siqin Desheng while muttering.

"Ah..." Siqin Desheng sneezed again in a timely manner.

Si Qin'an came in with his clothes, and Mohanad said to him, "Si Qin'an, make a bowl of ginger soup for your prince. Ask An Tai to help with the cooking, he is so hungry that he doesn't even recognize anyone."

While muttering, Mohannad helped Siqin Desheng untie his belt.

"Okay, wait, come soon."

Seeing that the prince was fine, Si Qin'an confirmed his guess, and hurried out, fearing that his blood vessels would burst if he saw them getting bored.

He took off his outer coat, his middle coat, and when the inner garment was left, Mohannad stopped his hands. Although he had seen his naked body several times, the prince took it off himself. Did he take off the clothes here?

"My lord, only the underwear is left, you take it off and change into clean clothes yourself." After speaking, he turned around and did not look at him.

Watching Si Qin'an and An Tai outside the window busy here and there, Mohannad waited for a while, made an appointment with him to change his clothes, turned around and saw that he stood motionless, made no protest, and lowered his eyebrows pleasingly of no response.

"Hey, I said King Sheng, why don't you change your clothes, you'll catch a cold, you know?"

"Ah Choo..." Siqin Desheng sneezed again.

"Okay, okay, I'll change it for you, I really convinced you."

Mohanad's tone softened, and he helped him take off his underwear, and when he unbuttoned his trouser belt, his heart moved, and for some reason, his eyes couldn't help sweeping towards him.When I used to treat him with moxibustion and massage, I took off my upper body. Now that I took off my underwear, I realized that his legs are so long and I am tall. I can’t find anyone as tall as him in the Holy Palace. At this time, he was short in front of Siqin Desheng.

"Quickly, put on your clothes..." Mohanad took the clothes and put them on him. He remained motionless, like a stake, at the mercy of others.

"Ah, I can't even stretch out my hands when I put on clothes for you?" Mohanad grabbed his hands and stuffed them into the sleeves.

Unexpectedly, Siqin Desheng's legs went limp, and he staggered and fell into Mohanad's arms.

"Ah, ah, what's the matter with you?" Mohanad hugged him: "Why can't you stand still..."

He helped him to the side of the bed, but before he could lie down, Siqin Desheng tilted his body, and Mohannad was dragged off by him, and the two of them fell on the bed like an arhat.

For the first time, it was attached to his naked body, and he could clearly hear the beating heart in his chest.Eyes wide open, you look at me, I look at you, no one speaks for a moment.For some reason, Mohannad's heart moved, as if something hidden in the depths was aroused, and a numbness flashed across his body.

At this time, Siqin Desheng was extremely gentle with low eyebrows, and his eyes did not blink after he pressed on his body.His lips moved, but he didn't speak for a long time.

"Brother Sheng..." After a long time, Mohannad came back to his senses and sat up: "Are you okay?"

He remained silent, and his eyes kept staring at him, unwilling to move away.Seeing that he was silent, Mohannad breathed a sigh of relief, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, and covered him with the quilt.

What happened just now?A strange feeling you've never had before?what happened?He was stunned for a while, and thought for a long time before he could understand.Hey, whatever, he shook his head, throwing all the incomprehensible thoughts to the back of his head.

Turning around to see Siqin Desheng stunned and unresponsive, Mohannad couldn't help but want to tease him again, lifting his chin: "Brother Sheng, didn't you press down on you?"

Si Qin Desheng moved his lips, but before he could speak, Si Qin An's voice came from outside: "King Mo, ginger soup is here..." Si Qin An came in with a bowl in his hand.

"Well, you come and feed." Mohanad gave up his seat.

"Okay." Si Qin'an sat on the edge of the bed, spooning ginger soup into his mouth.The soup flowed to the corner of his mouth, and Siqin Desheng was not only insane, he couldn't even open his mouth.

"Ah, my lord, open your mouth." Si Qin'an acted like coaxing a child.Siqin Desheng still didn't respond.Si Qin'an fed several spoonfuls in a row, but didn't swallow a single mouthful.

"My lord, what's the matter with you, hurry up and drink..." Si Qin'an couldn't figure out what the lord wanted to do now: "What should I do?" He looked at Mohanad: "It's all in vain."

"I'll pry his mouth open, and you pour the ginger soup down." Mohanad pinched Siqin Desheng's chin as he spoke, and Siqin Desheng's mouth pouted, but he didn't open it.

"What should I do? What's wrong with the prince?" Si Qin'an was anxious, and suddenly remembered their intimacy just now, and his heart moved. Could it be that the prince still...

"King Mo, come and feed me. I'll cook for Antai." He left in a hurry, afraid that he would guess wrong.

"Oh." Mohanad took the bowl: "I don't believe I can't keep it going." Sitting beside him, he thought about how to make him drink it.Suddenly, my heart moved, and I remembered the effective method of blowing him just now.

His eyes lit up, he had an idea, found a tube and took a sip, pointed the other end of the tube at the prince's mouth, blew gently, and the ginger soup flowed towards him.Just as he was proud of his cleverness, he suddenly felt a slight air flow around his mouth. Siqin Desheng used some method, and the ginger soup flowed back into his mouth.

The ginger soup that had just been passed back flowed back into Mohanad's mouth unpreparedly, choking heavily: "Cough, cough, cough..." He threw the straw and kept coughing...

"Brother Sheng, do you want to drink?" After finally stopping coughing, Mohannad asked with a blushing face.

"Ah..." Siqin Desheng didn't respond to him, but sneezed again in a very appropriate way.

Seeing his pure and enthusiastic eyes, he didn't mean to play around.I really don't understand what are you thinking?I don't believe I can't feed you.Mohanad rubbed his head and frowned, thinking of other ways.

Well, the old way is safe and sound, well, let's do it!Mohanad took a sip of the ginger soup, leaned over to feed him, but saw Siqin Desheng staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, with a gleam of enthusiasm and longing that no one could understand.

"Ah, you..." Mohanad couldn't take it anymore, so he had to swallow all the ginger soup: "Brother Sheng, do you want to drink it yourself?" Looking at his strange eyes, he thought he was unwilling.

"Open your mouth if you drink it yourself, okay?" he whispered.

Siqin Desheng didn't move, and didn't respond.It's just that the eyes that no one understands tightly cover him like a golden bell, and he is unwilling to move away for a moment.

"If you are not thirsty, then I will feed you?" He wiped him: "If you open your mouth, I will not feed you."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mohannad had no choice but to take a sip and leaned over, but he opened his mouth enthusiastically.

Mouth to mouth, he slowly fed the ginger soup, and finally swallowed, Mohannad heaved a sigh of relief, scratching his head in disbelief, actually wanting to drink soup like this?

Taking another sip, he leaned over again.He opened his mouth, and the other side actually whispered to his lips like a baby sucking breast, sucking with relish, and vaguely felt that someone was gently hugging his neck.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw Siqin Desheng sucking ginger soup piously and devotedly, thinking that he liked to drink but didn't drink enough, so he leaned into his ear and whispered: "Brother Sheng, don't worry, I will let you drink your fill. "He is as pure as snow, with a face full of sunshine.

"..." Siqin Desheng didn't speak, his eyes were fascinated, and his arms were wrapped around him, unwilling to let go.

"Hey, put your hands down, I won't go." Mohanad put down his hands, took another sip of ginger soup and leaned down.

Using this peculiar method, Mohanad finally finished feeding a bowl of ginger soup. Seeing Siqin Desheng lying there contentedly, he touched his red and swollen lips, sweating from exhaustion.

"Brother Sheng, have you ever seen you drink soup like this? It's hard work!" He took off his coat, slapped his back with one hand, and fanned the wind with the other. After bending for a long time, his waist was sore: "Your lord is really hard to serve." Pursing red lips: "Are you feeling better?"

After wiping his mouth full of oil, Siqin Desheng was full of joy, peeking at him from the cat's eyes, he was so tired that he couldn't straighten up, his heart moved, and his heart ached: "Oh..." He propped himself up and sat up as if he had just woken up from a dream.

When Mohanad heard the voice, he looked back at him. He looked at him with warm eyes, touched his head, and smiled awkwardly: "Are you awake? How do you feel?" His tone was full of concern.

"I..." Siqin Desheng was speechless.

"Don't talk yet, you're still weak when you just woke up, let's input your internal energy to restore your body first." Mohanad turned to his back, and a strong warm current from both hands was directly injected into his body.

After a while, feeling that his body temperature had almost recovered, Mohanad retracted his hands and laughed at himself: "My inner strength seems to be prepared for you by nature, Brother Sheng has to rely on it every time."

"My life continues because of your internal strength..." Siqin Desheng turned to look at him with tenderness in his eyes.

Before going out for the expedition, he thought that he would meet again at some time, but he didn't expect to be together again so soon. He was so excited that he forgot the pain in his body. God was really kind to him, and the injury was worth it.

"Really?" Mohannad avoided his eyes, always felt that his eyes were different from before, very gentle and warm, and he couldn't tell what was going on.

"You will have to pay if you want to use it later." Mohannad teased him.

"I promise you with your body, how about it?" Siqin Desheng still looked at him and refused to take his eyes off.

"Ha, brother Sheng, are you kidding me? Although I joked about marrying you back home, I'm a monk after all. I can't accept your promise."

"..." Siqin Desheng immediately pouted like a frosted eggplant, and stopped talking, as if he didn't know anyone.

"Little Momo, it's time to eat..." Antai shouted outside.

"Okay, here we come." Mohanad responded, and said to Siqin Desheng: "Brother Wang Ye, do you want to eat?"

"Let's go." Seeing that he was ignoring him, Mohannad dragged him off the bed.

When I came to the small courtyard, several side dishes were already placed on the table.

After Siqin Desheng was settled down, Mohannad started to eat. After tossing for a long time, he was hungry.

"Si Qin'an, didn't you go to the Chiwu Kingdom? Why did you come here and encounter mountain torrents?" Mohanad asked while eating.

"Oh, let's not talk about it. During the fierce battle with the Cheqian Kingdom, he was separated from the army by a mountain torrent, and he still can't get in touch." Si Qin'an still has lingering fears when he recalled that night.

"What about you, why did you come here when you're not alive?" Si Qin'an asked.

"It's a long story, let's eat first, and I'll tell you later when I have time." An Tai brought some food to Si Qin'an.

"By the way, whose home is this? Do you know that eldest sister?" Si Qin'an asked.

"It's also a coincidence. This eldest sister is Jin Tianci's second wife. A year ago, my lord and I happened to meet her when she was giving birth. I happened to help her once. It was also fate. The world is so big, I didn't expect that we could meet here again." Arrived," said Mohannad.

"You and the prince helped her deliver the baby..."

Si Qin'an felt nauseous as if he had eaten a scorpion. He glanced at Mrs. Jin Er who was still busy in the kitchen, and swallowed the food with great difficulty.

"There's no other way. If we didn't help her at that time, we would have died in the wilderness. But good people are rewarded. Look, she also helped us this time." Mohannad looked back at her busy inside. The figure: "She is also a poor person."

"No wonder she said that the prince is familiar, so you are really destined." Si Qinan nodded.

"King Sheng, why don't you eat it, eat it quickly..." Mohannad looked at his eyes blankly, as if chewing wax, and put vegetables in his bowl.

After dinner, it was getting dark. As always, the two kings slept together, and the two kings shared the same bed. They went back to their houses and got well.

After closing the door, Mohannad turned around and saw Siqin Desheng sitting shivering on the edge of the bed.

"Brother Sheng, what's the matter?" Mohanad raised his chin and teased: "I didn't eat just now, do I still need to be fed?" When I said this, my heart moved, and I suddenly felt that it was he who wanted to be fed, or Want to feed him yourself?He hasn't said a word since then, has he overstepped his rules?He let go of his hands and backed away, as if he had done something wrong.

"Cold..." Siqin Desheng finally spoke. This was the first sentence he said when he saw Mohanad.

Mohanad came back to his senses and felt his own body temperature: "Cold? No way. Are you cold?" He reached out to touch his forehead.

God, it's really hot. It was already very hot when I touched him just now. Why didn't I think he would burn?

"Sit down, I'll give you some more internal strength." Helping him to sit on the bed, with a twist of the palm, the internal energy flowed like a stream, and the hot air rushed towards him.

After a while, she put her hands away and asked, "Is it better, do you want some water?"

"Sleepy..." Siqin Desheng opened a pair of misty eyes and looked at him.

"Okay, sleep when you're sleepy, go to sleep." Mohannad helped him to lie down.

"Cold..." As soon as he lay down, Siqin Desheng said cold again.

"Go to sleep, it won't be cold when you sleep." Mohanad covered him with a quilt.

"Hug..." Siqin Desheng popped out another word.

"Embrace?" Mohanad stopped and asked, "Embrace what?" Seeing that he didn't respond other than looking straight at him, he thought for a while and suddenly remembered, should he be hugged to sleep?

faint!Is this the prince?Like a living treasure.How old do you still want to sleep in your arms?It's best if you wake up and don't remember anything, otherwise, what's your face like when you look at your majestic prince?

"Okay, okay, hug..." Mohanad was helpless, and it wasn't the first time I hugged, so I hugged...

Lying on the bed, hugging him sideways, looking at Siqin Desheng who was sleeping peacefully and breathing evenly, Mohannad suffered from insomnia for the first time in his life...

He felt more and more strange between him and Siqin Desheng. He used to cling to his own bed and insisted on sleeping together, but now he insisted on hugging each other.Also, is everything I see in meditation in meditation, real or illusory?

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