The beautiful god of war just wants to raise a dog [Quick Transmigration]

Song Shu looked at the man without saying a word, his face changed again and again, and finally he bent his fingers and tapped the man on the forehead, and let the imperial physician who was waiting outside come in.

When there are outsiders around, Emperor Huan usually maintains his image of a cold-faced emperor, but today he has been staring at Song Shu closely, holding onto his hand like a big pitiful dog.

What kind of disease is this?Song Shu was puzzled.

What... Love it or not, he is the owner, of course he likes his dog, but if he is asked to say this, it would be a bit embarrassing, let alone in this situation.

It's not good to treat the injury like this, what is going on in my head all day long.

The assassin's sword was indeed poisonous, but because the wound was not deep, it was only necessary to dig out the poisoned carrion and drink a few soups to detoxify.

Digging up carrion is not an easy task, and it is impossible for those in the wilderness to have all the guys and anesthetics like the palace. It is almost like quenching the knife with strong wine, and then directly piercing the meat.

Song Shu took the initiative to sit a little closer, and Emperor Huan's head immediately moved over and buried it in the crescent of his neck without moving, just quietly laying against it, his breath was scorching hot, and a small piece of his snow-white skin was smudged red.

"Don't be afraid." Song Shu rubbed the long hair on the back of the man's head, skillfully brushing his hair, "Call if it hurts you."

"Why didn't you answer?" Emperor Huan was still relentless, wrapping his arms around his waist and sticking to his body, "You don't actually love me at all, do you?"

"..."

The space in the carriage is so small, even if you speak close to your ear, it is impossible to prevent the third person. The young doctor Lu shook his hands, and some cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

"Your Majesty, I'm going to use my sword."

Emperor Huan couldn't care less about him, he kept biting Song Shu's ear until he licked his waist, "Speak up, hurry up, huh? Do you have me in your heart..."

Song Shu had never been so embarrassed.

"You go out, I'll come."

Pretending to be calm, he took the knife from the doctor's hand, and he smiled.

Physician Lu immediately got out of the carriage and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeves.

A cool and pleasant voice came from inside the carriage, but his tone was unsteady, "Doctor Lu, His Majesty may have other illnesses besides the sword wound. I think he... um... is not emotionally stable?"

Ah this...

"Return to Your Highness, this poison is strong, it may have stimulated His Majesty's spirit, it will be fine when the poison fades."

"okay."

Physician Lu is of course talking nonsense, but there is nothing he can do about it.

I've heard that His Majesty dotes on Prince Yunzhen, but who would have thought that His Majesty would actually... that's all, you can't say something disrespectful, the majestic and heroic Majesty must have been poisoned to be so abnormal.

In the carriage, Song Shu straddled his lap and removed his carrion one by one with his own hands.

Although he knows some medical skills, it is impossible for him to be as sharp as an imperial physician. However, Emperor Huan didn't cry out for pain. He hugged his waist and put his forehead on his shoulder, and his breathing didn't change, like a man whose flesh and blood had been torn apart by a knife blade. Not at all like him.

"Does it hurt?" Song Shu diverted his attention and talked to him.

"It doesn't hurt here." Emperor Huan knocked on his heart, "You don't love me, I feel sad."

"..."

Song Shu remained silent until the wound was cleaned, herbal medicine was applied, and then thoroughly bandaged, he still sat on Emperor Huan's lap without moving.

He is thinking.

I travel through various worlds just to bring Gou Chen back to my side. I undoubtedly like and hope to be with him forever.For so many lifetimes, Song Shu has long since acquiesced in his relationship with the other party's lover, accepting his obsession and deep affection, and responding as much as possible. Is this love?

Is it the love he once rejected, thinking that it would make people blind?

If so, his love seems too thin compared to the other party.

... so that he dared not say that sentence to Emperor Huan.

……

The progress of returning to the palace was delayed due to this accident, and they rested in the mansion of an official along the way, planning to wait until Emperor Huan recovered from his injuries before heading back to the palace.

Due to the toxins and depression in his heart during this period, Emperor Huan developed a high fever that night, and his whole body was burning hot. When Song Shu woke up from his dream, he thought there was a stove behind him.

He hurriedly called the imperial doctor in, and the man kept holding him and not letting go during the process of taking the pulse, murmuring his name all the time, so that people could hear him clearly.

"Your Highness." Physician Lu finished prescribing the medicine and after confirming that Emperor Huan was fine, he couldn't help calling Song Shu.

Song Shu looked up at him.

"Your Majesty was mentally unstable before, irritable and irritable. I suspect that all of your Majesty's emotions have now been transferred to you. You are His Majesty's heart disease, and only you can completely cure Your Majesty."

Doctor Lu lowered his head and glanced at the tightly clasped hands of the two, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you give His Majesty the answer you want, even if it's just for His Majesty's illness..."

Song Shu didn't make a sound, and raised his hand after a while, telling Physician Lu to step back.

The cheek against his palm was still hot, his sharp eyebrows were tightly frowned, his pale complexion was flushed unnaturally, his handsomeness was mixed with a trace of dejection, compared with his usual arrogance and surlyness, there was no aggression in the slightest.

Song Shu thought of the gloom and uneasiness revealed in the darkness on the day when Emperor Huan told him about his life experience.Because of the injuries caused in his childhood, even if Emperor Huan became the most powerful person in the world, he still lacked love in essence, and he was the only person he cared about, that's why he was so obsessed with his response.

Lowering her head and kissing the man's beautifully shaped thin lips, Song Shu felt a little soft-hearted.

Emperor Huan slightly opened his eyes, pressed the back of his head and kissed him, then rubbed him into his arms, and tucked him in the quilt. The set of movements was smooth and smooth, and he was already very proficient.

……

Song Shu walked into the yard, just in time to see Emperor Huan running out of the room, barefoot, with long hair loose, and a smear of bright red oozing from his shoulders.

"What are you going to do again?" Song Shu frowned.

"Where have you been?" Emperor Huan immediately rushed over and hugged him into his arms, his voice muffled, "Don't leave me."

"I'm going to make medicine for His Majesty."

Song Shu had no choice but to signal to the palace maid who was carrying the soup behind her.

"Let the servants do this kind of thing, why do you need to do it yourself?" Emperor Huan lowered his body, hugged his hip with his uninjured hand, and then walked into the house.

The palace maid had been serving Song Shu all the time, so she didn't take it seriously at this time, and followed in with the medicine.

"Just watching, afraid of being tampered with by others." Song Shu hugged his neck with one hand, and knocked his head with the other. "I'm sick and still running around, do you want to die?"

Accompanying the man back to the bed, Song Shu stretched out his hand to take the medicine bowl, brought the boiled medicine to Emperor Huan, then checked his wound, noticed that the man was staring at the medicine in a daze, and asked, "What's the matter?" ?”

"I will drink even poison if you give it to me."

Song Shu frowned: "...well, it's poison, your majesty, drink it."

"..."

Emperor Huan raised his head and drank the bowl of medicine, then hugged the man on his lap.

"What? You will die in my arms?" Song Shu said with a half-smile.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Huan really responded.

"Tsk." Adjusting to a comfortable sitting position, he poked the man's forehead with his index finger, "As an emperor, how can you be so childish?"

"I don't, I'm sick, and I feel flustered when I don't see you."

"Why not? Physician Lu has already said that His Majesty only has a superficial injury, and the headache and brain fever are all because of thinking about it all day long."

"What does Imperial Physician Lu say? Do you believe that Imperial Physician Lu doesn't believe me?" Emperor Huan was very upset, "You keep talking about him these days, more times than calling my name!"

"Don't be jealous."

"……Humph."

"Then tell me, your majesty, why did you secretly pour out the soup yesterday when I was not around?"

"..."

"Do you want to see me soft-hearted, so you deliberately stay sick for a longer time?"

Emperor Huan gritted his teeth angrily, "It must be that Imperial Physician Lu who arranged me indiscriminately, I chopped off his brain—"

Song Shu glanced at him.

"...It really hurts my head." Emperor Huan immediately changed his words, buried his back on his chest, and quietly ate tofu, "The medicine is very bitter, and it hurts even more after drinking it."

"Your Majesty is just messing around. Is it a joke to have a fever? What should I do if my body burns out after a long time?"

"Impossible, you still don't believe in my body?" Speaking of this Emperor Huan got excited, he directly lifted the obscene clothes to let him feel his strong and strong physique, and then stuck to him and bit his ear, "Do you want to try my concubine? ?”

"Who is your concubine?"

When he was training people and training them, he suddenly started to play hooligans, Song Shu laughed angrily at him, and pushed him away by breaking his chin.

Instead, he was pushed down on the bedding.

"That's the queen, my wife, my sweetheart." Emperor Huan held him down and kissed him several times, then took his hand and put it on his abdominal muscles, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Don't you really want to try it? The fever has not subsided..."

"...You, why are you so...shameless?"

"I want face, but I want the baby to be comfortable." Emperor Huan sucked and sucked his lower lip, pressing him lightly and then hard, "It's been hard these days, let me take care of you, okay?"

"..."

There are some things that a man can't easily refuse.

The high temperature is really more comfortable, whether it's lips, tongue or..., they are several times more intense than usual. Afterwards, both of them were sweating. Emperor Huan hugged him and kissed his sweaty shoulders, coaxing him in a low voice: "Is there any?" Like me more?"

"..." Song Shu suddenly felt that, compared to Emperor Huan, he seemed to be the emperor whose concubine tried every means to please him.

However, what the concubine wanted might be her prominent status, while Emperor Huan only wanted his sincerity.

……

When Emperor Huan's fever completely subsided, the group set off again to return to the palace. After all, the government affairs were piled up in the court, and if they didn't return for a day, there would be too many memorials.

After driving through a section of rugged mountain road, the guards had something important to report, and Emperor Huan went out now, while Song Shu leaned in the carriage, being jolted drowsily by the shaking carriage.

Until he was awakened by a violent shock, Song Shu's head hit the wooden window and swung heavily to one side. With the wheels rolling over stones and the servants shouting, the carriage drove towards a certain direction at an extremely fast speed. People also leave their seats and lose their center of gravity.

The horse must have run loose.

Song Shu stabilized his figure and wanted to get out of the carriage, but it was too bumpy, and he staggered as soon as he leaned out of the carriage with half of his body, and almost fell out.

It would be better to fall if you take a closer look, because the carriage is clearly heading straight for the cliff!

"Yun Zhen!"

A figure of a man riding a horse appeared in the chaotic line of sight. Even though he couldn't see his expression clearly, Song Shu knew how anxious the other party was.He tried to stand firm and jump down, but the wheel hit a raised stone, his body instantly tilted, and he was thrown off the side of the carriage!

The moment he rolled down the cliff, his arm was clamped by a strong force. Emperor Huan stepped on the horse and flew straight into the air, following Song Shu down the cliff.

The body stabilized after a brief fall, and Song Shu subconsciously hugged the man's waist. When he opened his eyes, he found that the two were hanging on the steep cliff.The cliff was bottomless, almost vertical, with no footholds around, and it was all up to Emperor Huan's hands to support the weight of the two.

"Don't be afraid, hold me tight." Even in this situation, Emperor Huan still did not forget to comfort him. The arm that was holding onto the stone happened to be on the injured side. The wound had already opened, and Song Shu could even hear the sound of bones being dislocated. .

"Don't move, let me try." Song Shu was frightened by the blood on his arm and his heart was beating wildly. He tried his best to stretch his right arm to reach the stone beside him, but he stopped his hand because of the man's groan, and hugged him tightly. Look at him, just fall down together.

"Yunzhen." Emperor Huan called him.

"Huh?" Song Shu's voice trembled slightly.

"Do you love me or not?" The open wound was bleeding continuously, the clothes on the shoulders were already stained red with blood, but the man looked at him with strangely bright eyes, and the ink-dyed hair fluttered slightly in the air, mixed with With a low and deep voice, "Even just a little bit?"

Song Shu's rationality has been completely blown away, his brain is in chaos, and he doesn't know how to understand the situation at this time - "Love."

He said, "I love you."

The long and narrow peach blossom eyes were bent, and Emperor Huan showed a perfect smile. The next second, he was hugged in his arms, and the man easily stepped into the air. The two of them returned to the ground safely and soundly.

Song Shu: ...

As expected of, his, dog.