The happy life of the devil and the devil

Chapter 199

There was a certain military doctor sitting in town, and when Ling Yucheng really burned, all kinds of medicines and utensils to serve the patients with fever were ready.Leaving aside handkerchiefs, pajamas, etc., spirits for cooling down and fever were also bought, and even ice cubes were scoured all over the place, and delivered directly to this village in front of the village with no store in the back. The place was broken, and a call was sent into the tent like flowing water.

A thick cotton handkerchief was soaked in ice water, wrapped with ice cubes and carefully folded in front of Ling Yucheng's forehead. Yuan Shao rolled up his sleeves, took a ball of silk cotton soaked in spirits, and carefully wiped his body.After rubbing the limbs and reaching the armpits, he lifted his body up and wiped it on his front, back and back. The man was just being manipulated by him while he was asleep, and the hot breath sprayed onto his face and neck one by one, soft and crispy Itchy.

After wiping, I have to change my clothes. Although I haven’t sweated, there is always some alcohol dripping on my clothes at 01:30 when I wipe my body. I have to change to sleep comfortably.It will take a lot of time to toss this set, and after half an hour, you have to do it again, and you have to be careful, the wounds on the arms and waist must not be painful, and the wounds must not be wetted.

After rubbing it like this for the third time, Yuan Shao felt that Ling Yucheng's forehead was still hot, and turned around to throw another handkerchief, wringing it half dry.Just as he was wrapping pieces of ice inside, there was a sound behind him, and he suddenly turned around to see that Ling Yucheng had overturned the quilt, was sitting upright on the bed, with piercing eyes, staring at him without blinking.

"Are you awake?" Yuan Shao frowned before opening his mouth. He rushed forward, picked up the quilt with one hand and wrapped it around his shoulders, stuffed it tightly back and forth, and put a big pillow behind him for him to lean on: "I think How is it? Do you want to drink some water?" The other hand has already grabbed the water bowl and held it flat to his lips.

He has done this job dozens of times at least, and every time Ling Yucheng didn't just drink it with his hand and bowed his head, he didn't refuse the warm water and gruel, and he didn't dodge the bitter soup, he just swallowed it in one mouthful clean.Now he stretched out his hand to pick it up, his hands were weak, but he was holding onto the side of the bowl, Yuan Shao didn't dare to let go, so he didn't take a sip, only pursed his lips tightly and looked at Yuan Shao firmly.

"If you don't drink it, it will be cold." The two stalemate for a while, Yuan Shao had no choice but to take back the bowl, gulped it down by himself, and asked someone to bring a new one.This time Ling Yucheng simply raised his hand to push it away, the feverish man's voice was hoarse, his breath was erratic and thin like a gossamer, but his words were clearly pronounced:

"I don't dare to trouble Your Majesty to take care of me, so I ask Your Majesty...to ask my subordinates to come."

For the convenience of changing the dressing, his injured right side was leaning against the bedside. At this moment, it was his right arm that was raised to block it. The sleeve was bulging and protruding, but it was wrapped tightly with gauze and ointment.No matter how strong Yuan Shao was, he didn't dare to fight with this injured arm, so he put down the water bowl, sat on the side of the bed, and put his arms around his shoulders:

"I still care about this when I'm sick. Could it be someone else who took care of you last time?"

"It turned out that I was rude that time." Ling Yucheng shook his head reflexively, feeling dizzy for a while, and quickly closed his eyes, his voice became a little lower:

"Your Majesty is the lord, subject..." He stopped talking, frowned and lowered his head, and only had the strength to continue after the golden star in front of him disappeared, "Sir, I dare not rely on favor... point."

"Longevity!"

Just this one sentence, Yuan Shao's heart went cold to the bottom.When Ling Yucheng opened his eyes and said "I know" to him with a slight smile, he thought that since he didn't do it, it would be all right.Unexpectedly, the words were spoken, but Ling Yucheng not only did not turn around, but retreated again and again, until he retreated to the point where he was nothing but his courtiers.

If a person is good enough, he can still argue for a while, and if he admits a mistake and gets angry, he will use all kinds of tricks in turn, and there will always be a day when he will wear himself down.But at the moment, the person is suffering from a high fever, and he was still a little energetic just now. He can't say a few words, and he looks drowsy and about to fall down at any time. If he doesn't go along with it, does it hurt his body to watch him get up?

Sighing and sighing in his heart, he could only raise his voice to call Yang Qiu in, and he would bring someone to feed him water, porridge, and medicine, and after he checked his pulse, he would replace the ice kerchief on his forehead again.Sitting next to him with his hands in his sleeves, he chewed the short conversation between the two of them 180 times. The more he chewed, the more bitterness came out from under his tongue.

Before the expedition, Ling Yucheng was almost like this, following the rules and not daring to disobey an inch.At that time, he still said that Ling Yucheng deliberately showed his face in anger, but now that he is so short-spirited, how could he still have such extra thoughts?

He said, dare not rely on favor.

He said, Your Majesty is the lord, and as a subject, he dare not exceed his duty.

He said that it was rude to let him take care of him during his illness.

Every word and every word is guarding the identity of the courtiers, those who used to be unsuspecting, but now they dare not touch them.

Since when did Ling Yucheng feel that only by strictly adhering to one's duty as a minister can one be safe?

Is it time to send Qingqi back and return the Tiger Talisman to him?

Is it the time to bow down in front of him and say to him, "Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your grace"?

Or, was it when he reprimanded him, "Is it necessary for me to abolish the crown prince?"

Yes.Abolish the prince.It was a pain in Ling Yucheng's heart that he could not touch and did not dare to touch. It was precisely because he participated in the seizure of the heir that he was defeated in Yu Xia. It was precisely because he was afraid of being suspected of seizing the reserve that Ling Yucheng reacted abnormally, so Go through this life and death risk.

It should also reassure him.

"Changsheng." Seeing that Yang Qiu and the others retreated after finishing their work, and there were only the two of them left in the tent, Yuan Shao leaned forward, held Ling Yucheng's cold fingers under the quilt, and used his own Little by little, she warmed her palms, conveying her body temperature to him:

"When I return to Beijing, I will issue an order to make Xiao Shi the crown prince."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, he felt his hand tighten. Ling Yucheng had already closed his eyes in a daze, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly sat up, and his right hand, which was loosely held by him, pushed hard, and his nails were inserted into his palm.It's just that his waist and right arm were injured, and after such an effort to get to the wound, the red and chapped lips faded to white at that time, but they stood firm and did not move, their eyes were burning, and they shot straight over.

"Lie down!" Yuan Shao jumped up in a hurry, and wrapped his arms around his shoulders with one hand, while the other hand was busy picking up the quilt and wrapping it around Ling Yucheng's body.When he moved, Ling Yucheng raised his hand to stop him. He took a few deep breaths and said in a hoarse voice, "Lang'er is young, and his temperament is uncertain. Please, Your Majesty... wait until he is an adult."

"Lie down first!" Yuan Shao didn't have the heart to argue with him, he spat out a soft inner force from his palm, and forced him back to the pillow.Just sitting together like this, Ling Yucheng's body was densely covered with cold sweat, which made Yuan Shao feel distressed and anxious at the same time.It was so easy to settle the person properly, he pressed Ling Yucheng's shoulder through the quilt, and tried to relax his breath:

"You are too humble. They say that you are old when you are three years old. Little Eleven has been with you for so long. I have seen it clearly. You are assassinated this time. You don't know what he did. What? Let me tell you, he was..."

Eloquently recounted Xiao Shishi's unruffled situation, instigating Xuan Jiawei's deputy generals to camp on the spot, and rushing to report to him. You are not afraid of being naughty at all, the most important thing is to dare to stand up at the critical moment and be able to take on the responsibility. Besides, Xiao Shiyi usually studies literature and martial arts with you, and is also very diligent, given time, I am not afraid of not being successful."

While talking, he stared at Ling Yucheng.Ling Yucheng has been quietly looking at him sideways, and when he heard Xiao Shiyi's various actions, a slight smile flashed in his eyes, and then those eyes were like two deep dark pools, no matter how many catties of boulders rolled down , and there is no slight ripple.After Yuan Shao finished speaking, when he went to pull his finger again, that hand curled up slightly under the quilt, and he didn't want to shake hands with him anymore.

"Besides, the boss is already abolished, and King Kang is useless. I only have these few sons. If I don't hand over the world to Xiao Shiyi in the future, who will I leave it to?"

Hearing this sentence, Ling Yucheng finally raised his eyebrows lightly, and turned his eyes lightly.Yuan Shao felt relieved just now, feeling that this sentence finally moved him, and saw Ling Yucheng's lips move slightly, and he uttered a soft and light sentence from it:

"...Your Majesty is in his prime."

Why did I suddenly mention my age—Yuan Shao couldn't help but reach out to touch Ling Yucheng's forehead, trying to see if he was too hot and confused. He raised his finger halfway, and suddenly landed on the top of the brocade quilt , followed by a slight trembling uncontrollably.

What Ling Yucheng meant clearly was that he was still young now, and it would not be difficult for him to have ten or eight sons in the future—but since ancient times, no one who has been a deposed prince has ever been able to die well.

"You are willing to abolish one son and replace it with another, but I am not willing to suffer such a crime for my only apprentice!"

Behind the seemingly off-topic answer, is it this kind of rejection that is hidden?

But, but...

"I said that there will only be one of you in the future! I—" From the day I knew your heart, I have never called anyone else, even when you are away from home!

From now on, I will never have any heirs at all...

However, before the words came out, they stopped.Ling Yucheng raised his eyes lightly, and his black and white pupils turned linglingly on his face. There seemed to be nothing in his eyes, but at the same time, it seemed that they already contained thousands of words.

The love in the past, the fascination in the past, and the time when he lay down next to each other and listened to him whispering this sentence in his ear, but when he returned from a long distance, he bumped into the exact opposite scene unprepared.

Infinite history and the past came to mind with this glance, and before the cold sweat seeped out, Ling Yucheng quietly lowered his eyes, blocking all Yuan Shao's unspoken words.

No matter how much he could say, Yuan Shao was speechless, and he was stunned for a long time before he slumped down beside the bed and smothered himself into the mattress.

Everything was so good that day, so what Ling Yucheng drew, could it be his favourite?

How can it be.I always remember that night after visiting the Shen family's courtyard, Ling Yucheng raised his head and smiled in front of him, with a bright moonlight between his brows:

"I know I'm not!"

It's not a male favorite, it's not forced commitment, it's not unilateral subordination and possession, and it's not because of greed for life and fear of death that you have to submit to the lord of an enemy country.

They are the same people, because they like it, and only because they like it, they will have a happy relationship.

And if two people are in love, how can a third person be inserted into it?

What does it mean not to break a promise on purpose, what does it mean to never make you sad again... Why does he think that Ling Yucheng should guard his body for him as a matter of course, and he can hug left and right for fun?

What could this kind of thinking be, if it wasn't Ling Yucheng as a concubine in the harem?

It was he who made mistakes again and again from the very beginning, and now Ling Yucheng didn't want to trust him at all.

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