After enmity with the main god [quick wear]

Righteousness when he said it? When he really did it, Chu Zhuo was extremely uncomfortable.He looked into Rong Yu's calm eyes, unable to let go, dawdling for a long time, twitching.

He thought he was calm and said: "Should I? No, blow out the lamp first?"

Rong Yu? No? He was so muffled that he blew out the candle without saying a word: "Huh——"

The youth's beautiful face instantly disappeared into the darkness.

"All right."

No more? An excuse for delay.Chu Zhuo rubbed his hot cheeks, put his hand into the bedding, and slowly groped in the dark.

Not looking at it really calmed him down.

Otherwise, he really doesn't know what he wants? How can he restrain himself.

Rong Yu suddenly hummed in a low voice, his voice was mellow and charming.

Chu Zhuo froze.

Rong Yu urged: "Don't just let it go."

Chu Zhuo had been hooked long ago, his eyes were out of focus, and his movements were very mechanical, but it was enough for Rong Yu?

With no strength in his hands, Rong Yu lay on Chu Zhuo's body, buried his head in the socket of Chu Zhuo's shoulder, and let out a low gasp.

Chu Zhuo's ears turned red when he heard the sound, but luckily he couldn't see it when the candle was extinguished.

In the long and silent night, there is only the rustling sound of cloth rubbing, mixed with the moving voice of a young man.

Rong Yu? It's been too long since this body has been relaxed. When it finally landed in Chu Zhuo's palm, his whole body softened and he clung to him.

Chu Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry? He hugged the person in his arms tightly with his other clean hand, and said in a low voice, "Should I let Gu alone to solve it?"

Is there no way to help each other? Chu Zhuo can only help himself.

Rong Yu leaned against him and was too lazy to move, his voice was full of sleepiness: "Holding me is not in the way."

"You really..." Chu Zhuo had nothing to say.

Rong Yu was so frank, so he let go of it.

Hugging the person in his arms, thinking about the hands that touched him just now.

Chu Zhuo closed his eyes and let go.

……

Chu Zhuo was very embarrassed, treating himself more perfunctorily than taking care of Rong Yu.He finished it in a hurry, looked down, and saw that the person in his arms was breathing evenly and sleeping soundly.

He couldn't help but smiled, put Rong Yu? gently down, and cleaned his hands himself.

His fingers soaked in cold water were cold, Chu Zhuo patted the heat on his face for a few minutes, and then quietly went back to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down, and hugged his warm body into his arms.

Sleep together overnight.

The next day, Chu Zhuo moved all the memorials to Yuqing Palace as he said, and almost stayed by Rong Yu's side except for going to court.

This also led to more rumors outside, accusing Rong and Lanyan of causing trouble.But Rong Yu couldn't hear anything in Yuqing Palace, Chu Zhuo protected him tightly, preventing any gossip from reaching his ears.

In Yuqing Palace, Chu Zhuo was approving the scriptures, while Rong and? sat aside to watch.With Ji Yu's memory, he can recognize the characters in this world, but that doesn't mean he can understand what is written on the memorial.

Obviously, Chu Zhuo is very handy about this, and he can write a book at a glance, and his work efficiency is very high.Even though Rong Yu has been watching from the side, he is serious and focused, as if he is not disturbed.

No wonder Yan Zhao from the previous world was so quick to get started with court affairs, he dared to return to his old profession.

Rong Yu glanced at it for a few seconds, disinterestedly, withdrew his gaze, lay on his stomach lazily, with his chin resting on the table, and opened his mouth to bite the snacks on the plate.Take small bites at a time, barely crumbs, and eat very slowly.

Chu Zhuo wasn't concentrating on it either——Mei? was by his side, so how could he just focus on reading the scriptures.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the picture of Rong Yu trying to bite the snack, Chu Zhuo couldn't help laughing, and almost made a wrong stroke.

He simply stretched out his hand and stuffed the whole piece of pastry into Rong Yu's mouth: "Gu is by your side, why don't you ask Gu to help?"

Rong Yu was gagged, and stared at Chu Zhuo with both eyes: "Oh!"

Chu Zhuo said in a good mood: "Raise your hand? Thank you, Gu."

Rong Yu spat the dessert back into the plate with a "bah": "This sweet cake needs? One small? One bite? It's delicious. Are you stuffing it all in because you want to bore me to death!"

Chu Zhuo: "..."

"Cough." Chu Zhuo coughed to cover up his embarrassment, "Then, do you still eat?"

"Don't eat it, it's too sweet." Rong Yu said, "Pour me a glass of water."

Chu Zhuo poured tea for him, knowing that Rong Yu's hands were inconvenient, so he directly fed it into the man's mouth.

The sweet taste in his mouth was diluted, Rong Yu finally came back to life, laying down on the table sleepily.

Chu Zhuo felt distressed when he saw it: "Gu let the imperial dining room not make such sweet pastries next time."

"It's not the imperial dining room's fault." Rong Yu said quietly.

Chu Zhuo: "...Okay, it's Gu's fault."

He looked at the half piece of sweet cake that was spit out by Rong on the plate: "Since you don't eat it, why don't you eat it for you?"

Rong Yu asked: "Do you like to eat other people's leftovers?"

Chu Zhuo was serious: "One porridge and one meal? Thinking about it? It's not easy. I am the leader of a country? How can you take the lead in extravagance and waste?"

Of course he doesn't eat leftovers, with the exception of what he has eaten.

Hmm...it's really too sweet, so sweet.

Chu Zhuo chewed half of the pastry carefully, although he was so stunned that he almost lost control of his expression, he still stubbornly did not swallow it whole.

The sweetness of the pastry itself is 100%, and with the addition of "what you have eaten", the sweetness will be [-]%.

It was a meaningful cake, and he had to savor it slowly.

...Don't dare to kiss someone's mouth, so it's considered an indirect kiss, right?

Rong Yu said: "The things you sent me these days are not very thrifty."

King Qi rewarded Ji Yu with a lot of gold, silver and jewelry before, but Ji Yu didn't care about these things, and put them all in the warehouse to accumulate dust.Rong is different from? He just loves these vulgar treasures. It is pleasing to look at in a room that is bright red and golden, so when he comes, he digs out all the ashes in the warehouse and puts them in the room to admire.

Chu Zhuo was very jealous when he saw it.Even though he knew about King Yiqi's heinous behavior, it was impossible for Rong Yu to love him, and it was impossible for him to look at things and think about others, but what are the things rewarded by other men in the room?So Chu Zhuo gave an order, and immediately replaced everything with more valuable, precious and rare things, replacing everything rewarded by King Qi.

Chu Zhuo said: "Can what I give you be called extravagance and waste? The best things in the world should be used to match you. It's a pity that the lonely cavalry can't attack the heavenly soldiers, otherwise? The good things in the sky should be all yours." .”

Chu Zhuo's speech was already very foolish.

Rong Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "You said that."

After another half a month, the bandages on Rong Yu's hands were finally removed.

Chu Zhuo paid more attention to Rong and You's hands than Rong and You himself.The first medicine used was "Bone Health".

As its name suggests, Gusheng medicine can regenerate broken bones. It was what the king of Chu asked for from a divine doctor. There is only one bottle in the world, and it is extremely precious.

The king of Chu has been on a personal expedition for many years. He has suffered countless major and minor injuries on the battlefield. Fractures are even more common. Having such a bottle of medicine is like his second life.Even so? The King of Chu only used it once when his leg was broken and he was almost disabled.

He didn't know how many times he would be injured in the future. Good medicine was used wisely, and he would not use it at all for minor injuries on weekdays.

But now a whole bottle is used to treat Rong Rong's hands.

Naturally, the medical officer of the king of Chu couldn't help but feel that it was worthless. The king was risking his life to save a demon concubine.Chu Zhuo only said that the world is now too peaceful, and there will be no more wars. He may not be in danger, but Rong Yu's hand is really unbearable, so he unquestionably asked the medical officer to take the medicine.

The medical officer sighed, feeling that Wang really fell through this time.Who would have thought that after winning battles and fighting [-] games, they lost to the Americans with a single heart.

... so beautiful? The person is still a man.

Is this tolerance? I don't know.

In other words, Rong Yu guessed it, but pretended not to know.

The medicinal effect of Gu Sheng is obvious to all.After the bandages were removed, Rong Yu's ten fingers were slender and fair, soft and delicate, and completely disappeared from their previous swollen and terrifying appearance.Ji Yu's ten finger bones were severed, and looking at it from the outside at this moment, he couldn't see the slightest bit of tragedy in the past.

Looking at these hands, Rong Yu suddenly remembered the ghost king from the previous world.

The first time the ghost king saw him, he took his hand and blew on his bloody fingers in one breath.

That is really more effective than any medicine.

Seeing that Rong Yu's hand recovered well, Chu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, but his tone was still a little nervous: "Does it hurt?"

Rong Yu moved his fingers and said, "It doesn't hurt."

He stretched his hands a few times, and overlapped them again: "It feels the same as before?"

Chu Zhuo finally showed a smile: "That's good."

"What? What? Fortunately, you don't have to feed me three meals a day, and you can do the bathing and wiping for me?" Rong Yu said harshly, "I knew that there is no filial son in front of a long-term sick bed..." He lost Reasons for oppressing the sun aboveboard.

It's good as a junk snack.Rong Yu? has no psychological burden on being taken care of, but is full of resistance to self-reliance.

Chu Zhuo: "..."

What? What filial son?

He took care of Rong and? as a lover, not as an old father!

"If you don't want to do it, I will take care of you like this in the future." Chu Zhuo said with a good temper, "It's just that you don't want to, and? You can't, there is still a big difference."

This sounds like human speech.

"But for tonight's meal, you still try to use your chopsticks." Chu Zhuo said, "See how you recover."

Rong Yu said, "Let's pass on the meal."

Chu Zhuo was taken aback, and looked at the sky outside: "It's not even night..."

Rong Yu said a truth: "When I am hungry, it is dark."

"..." Chu Zhuo compromised, "Okay."

The dinner was served on the table, as always? It was sumptuous, with a tempting aroma.

Rong Yu couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, but he couldn't hold it firmly for the first time, and the chopsticks slipped from his hands.

Chu Zhuo comforted him: "Don't worry, take your time."

Tolerance and? Take it again, and fall off again.

Chu Zhuo's heart sank.

Could it be that this hand... is fancy but not useful?

The next moment, he saw that beautiful hand give up the chopsticks and take a chicken leg directly from the plate, holding it firmly this time.

Rong Yu? Eating chicken drumsticks, very uninhibited, but not rude.

In Chu Zhuo's eyes, everything Rong Yu does is cute.

Rong Yu quickly finished a chicken leg.The action of holding chopsticks requires too much precision, it is better to grab them directly.

The Great Devil's patience has never been good.

Chu Zhuo put his heart back just now: "Since you can pick up things, it means you have no problem with your hands. You can pick up chopsticks after a few more practice... Eat slowly and drink some soup."

He scooped up a bowl of fish soup for Rong Yu, and carefully removed all the bones from the fish.

Rong Yu finished the soup and practiced how to hold the chopsticks throughout the meal.

Tried several times, finally succeeded.

Rong Yu? Satisfied: "Back up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I'll see if I can hold the pen."

Ji Yu's wish is to paint the best of the world. If you want to paint, you must have a paintbrush.

Healing the hand injury is also an important part of making Ji Yu's soul lamp light up.Not being able to paint is worse than death for Ji Yu.

In the original plot, Ji Yu's hand was crippled, and he was executed before he could get treatment, so this wish came to nothing.It is different now, his hand has recovered, and he can continue to paint.

Chu Zhuo immediately went to ask someone to prepare.He has seen the paintings in the Yuqing Palace, all of which are flowers, birds, insects and fish, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, green tiles on the palace walls, and smoke from the ukiyo, the artistic conception is extremely beautiful? All of them are signed by Ji Yu.

Thinking about the boring days in the palace, young people pass the time by painting.From these paintings, we can also see how good young people are at painting and how much they love painting.

What he describes in his pen is the landscape in his heart.

Chu Zhuo also wanted to see Rong Yu? paint in person.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were quickly prepared, and Rong Yu? stood in front of the table, holding the paintbrush in a standard posture.

Great, it worked.

Then comes the writing.

Rong Yu dipped some cinnabar paint on the rice paper, and quickly drew a red dot, and then there were more and more red dots, very dense.

Chu Zhuo looked at it for a long time and asked, "Is this Luohua?"

Rong Yu calmly dropped the paintbrush.

"I want to paint a red sun."

Chu Zhuo hesitated: "Shouldn't the red sun be a round?"

How could there be such scattered red dots, unless Rong Yu wanted to draw Hou Yi shooting the sun, there are ten suns?

Rong Yu?: "Can't you tell? My hands are shaking."