Your Majesty, come back

Chu Xiao didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but he could still feel that dim consciousness. As long as there was a glimmer of life, he would firmly grasp it. People should not underestimate life and death, like the previous owner of this body, the queen Too squeamish, going on a hunger strike because of this level of insult, it is too contemptuous and self-deprecating.

In the fight against the darkness, he won again, and after barely regaining his sanity, he slowly opened his eyes.

It seemed that some ointment had been applied to his back, and it was very cool. Chu Xiao tried to move, but found that his whole body was weak, so he could only be fixed on the bed in a prone position.

But his willpower was unmatched after all. After taking a short rest, Chu Xiao began to try to get out of bed.

This is not the room in the small courtyard. Judging by the decoration, it is probably the room where Chu Yue lived.

After escaping from the dead, he saw such empty and cold feelings, no matter how determined Ren Chuxiao was, it was inevitable that he would feel a little sad and disappointed in his heart.

It was probably caused by the emperor's self-esteem. If he was injured for someone, it would be a very condescending thing, but now he didn't even see the young man's face, and he couldn't adapt to this neglected cold reception.

If he pays a point, he will get back ten points, and he absolutely disdains to do things that lose money.

Chu Xiao propped himself up, and before he could do anything in the future, the door was opened. The servant who came in with the medicinal soup was familiar to him. Seeing that he woke up, he immediately showed joy and excitement, and quickly helped him to sleep again, saying excitedly : "Sir, wake up, it's been a whole day!"

It turned out that only one day had passed, and the young body was indeed different.

"Hey, son, tell me, this is scary. How could there be assassins in the palace?"

After swallowing all the bitter medicine, Chu Xiao took a deep breath, he really came back to life, everything was real and touchable, even the injury on his back made him feel relieved.

even enjoy.

If you haven't narrowly escaped death, how can you know how precious it is to live.

Chu Xiao glanced around from the corner of his eye, and opened his mouth.

The little servant came to understand, and said with a smile: "Young master, you have done a great job this time, the prince let you live in his room, you see, this is the prince's room, the prince will love you in the future, son."

Chu Xiao couldn't help but burst out laughing, hurt?With Chu Yue's methodical style, he would be targeted even if he drank too much alcohol. Was it because he wanted to die on purpose?

I hope that the state of the youth can still stabilize the court situation, so that outsiders will not take the opportunity to enter.

Otherwise, he suffered a bit too badly.

Otherwise, even if others don't bother the young man, he won't easily spare Chu Yue. Really, how could their Chu family be such a useless ghost that they pour out three cups.

He lay on his stomach and slept for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, he heard the sound of a chair being pulled. Although he was still exhausted, Chu Xiao still struggled to wake up. It turned out that it was already night, not far from the bed. There was a person sitting on the chair, and the candlelight hit the young man's side face in fragments, creating the illusion that the young man looked like a ghost.

But Chu Xiao could see clearly that Chu Yue was just dozing off with his eyes closed.

The young man slumped between the chairs, unable to hide his tiredness, and his overly beautiful appearance was also sluggish due to fatigue.

Chu Xiao felt inexplicably more stable. He had never felt that being with someone by his side could make people feel at ease. This may be due to the cowardice and incompetence of this body itself, which affected his mental strength. It's ridiculous, how could he, Chu Xiao, soften his heart just because someone was guarding his bedside?

Because the young man hadn't woken up and seemed to be paralyzed from exhaustion, Chu Xiao was a little annoyed when he didn't see any signs of waking up from the young man after waiting for a while.

He was seriously injured and the vigilance of the people on the bed was better than that of the young man. It was too much to put the cart before the horse, so he stuck his fingers out of the quilt and tapped the side of the bed with his nails.