The villain's self-cultivation

"Bold, who will allow you to go to my dragon bed?"

The person next to him with a strong sense of presence suddenly sneered. This time, Rong Yue didn't know whether it was because he had been on the battlefield or had been in the officialdom for too long. Ruan Wan always felt that this person was very evil and calm. It was as if everything was under his control.

But think about it carefully, apart from the unexpected bug of Ruan Wan's self-contained system, the world's affairs in this world are indeed under his control, only a legitimate throne is missing.

At this moment, this abrupt and careless laugh was in the night again, the candlelight was flickering, and the dark shadows were swimming, which made him feel even more creepy and his scalp tingling.

But he wanted to stay away, and the quilt was wrapped too tightly. He was like a cicada chrysalis, and it was not convenient for him to move.

Rong Yue's voice sounded like he was teasing him: "Your Majesty ordered his ministers to come up, why did Your Majesty forget?"

fart!How could I have given such an order?

Ruan Wanxu hummed softly.

At this time, Xiao Luzi came over with medicinal juice and thick soup, and smiled obsequiously: "Your Majesty, do you want to drink some soup to pad your stomach before taking the medicine? I haven't eaten much today, so I must be hungry."

Are you hungry?Ruan Wan rubbed her belly, she didn't seem too hungry.

He has always been like this. When he is not in good spirits or in good health, he has no appetite and eats like a kitten. If he can't eat, he can't keep up with his nutrition. This is a vicious circle.

When he was a child, his family was in a good condition, but he fainted because of malnutrition. He didn't eat this or that, and his family had a lot of troubles because of his body.

Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Rong Yue said for him: "Your Majesty is hungry, he wants soup, porridge, and soft pastries. Do you have anything prepared? Bring them all."

"Hey! Alright! This servant is going now!" Xiaoluzi happily put down the tray and went to the outside room again, thinking happily, with the presence of the regent, His Majesty's appetite has become much better!

Seeing the back of the little eunuch Le Dian Le Dian running away, Ruan Wan bit her lower lip: "Rong Yue, don't go too far!"

Rong Yue picked up the thick soup, tested the temperature, and while stirring it with a spoon, he sighed: "Your Majesty locked the minister's adopted son into the prison, and when he was asleep, he grabbed the minister's clothes to prevent him from leaving. In the end, it is really unreasonable to say that the minister is too much."

"You—!" Ruan Wan gasped in her throat, unable to move up or down, dizzy for a moment, frowned her beautiful eyebrows, glanced at the soup bowl in the other party's hand, and said sullenly: "Xianming said , I don't drink."

"No appetite, want to vomit..." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Rong Yue's hand holding the spoon paused, his mind was suddenly convulsed, and he added: "The vomit is not because of you, but because of dizziness."

I regretted it as soon as I finished the explanation. I didn't know what to explain. It seemed that I cared how much the other party misunderstood.

Sure enough, the corners of Rong Yue's mouth hooked up again, and the cold and ruthless face was not so vicious in the soft smile, it looked much more peaceful, but it only lasted for two seconds, and then his face sank again: " Speaking of which, why did your illness suddenly become serious? I don’t remember getting sick so often before.”

"Who knows? I'm not an imperial doctor, maybe it's because I've run afoul of your general's residence."

Ruan Wan shrugged and didn't correct the person's address to him. Facing an uncertain psychopath, he chose to admit his cowardly occasionally and didn't care about these details.

Rong Yue lowered his eyes and remained silent for a moment, hiding some of the emotions in his heart, and said indifferently: "I will ask the imperial doctor, you have something to eat first."

"I said it all, I really don't want to eat it!"

"If you don't eat, what will you do if you die?"

Ruan Wan was slightly taken aback, turned her head to see the expressionless face, Rong Yue's eyes seemed to have no waves, the words that were enough to convict him were said so lightly, it sounded without any emotion, just a It was a simple question, but it sounded a bit unpleasant, as if my heart was infected with some negative emotions.

Ruan Wan's fingertips trembled slightly.

He bowed his head uncomfortably: "...then eat a little, let's talk about the rest tomorrow, I really feel like vomiting."

He pinched his fingers helplessly, and explained in a low voice: "I really didn't lie to you."

Rong Yue's hand holding the bowl shook, and the soup almost spilled out, then he took a deep breath, suppressed the impatience in his heart, scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it under the pale lips: "Just drink half a bowl, and then drink it again." Take medicine."

The warm incense floated in the censer, and the bedroom was quiet. Rong Yue fed him mouthfuls, but Ruan Wan was really nauseated because of dizziness. She drank very slowly and swallowed hard. On the wrist holding the spoon, he didn't speak, just pinched it lightly once in a while, Rong Yue knew that he should stop for a while, and wait for him to take a break.

Looking at the obedient little man in front of him, with black hair hanging softly on the side of Cibai's neck, which contrasted with a strong sense of impact, Rong Yue said softly: "It's getting late, Your Majesty don't bother to turn over the cards today, This humble minister has come to warm His Majesty's bed."

"...Flop cough! Cough cough cough——!"

Ruan Wan was terrified in his heart, covered his mouth and coughed, and stared at him with tears in his eyes that coughed up water vapor. The person who was stared at only felt that there were sparks in his gaze, which ignited a ball of enthusiasm in his lower abdomen. The flames challenged his reason and concentration which he was so proud of.

Rong Yue looked away, and said calmly: "Wei Chen has drunk a lot of animal blood before, his body is hot, and he doesn't like cold things like snakes and insects. Generally, small snakes will retreat when they feel Wei Chen's presence." , Your Majesty may sleep peacefully."

Ruan Wan choked suddenly, this person had pinched his life, and when he thought of the winding snake, he felt terrified, couldn't help getting closer to the people around him, shut up and didn't speak.

——If you want to warm the bed, let him warm it!Anyway, I am a stepping stone for the protagonist, even if he has some conspiracy in his heart to carry out, then I have to turn a blind eye to it!Nothing to stop, this is life!

"Okay, sure." Ruan Wan snorted angrily.

After being served, I ate something and drank the bitter medicine. After the medicine took effect, I felt sleepy again.

Ruan Wan was lying on the fox fleece mattress in a daze, with a steady flow of heat around her, which was much better than the empty and cold feeling of the previous few days.

Subconsciously, he slowly moved towards the heat source, and when his cold body touched the warm place, he softly pressed it, rubbed his face against it, and let out a comfortable sigh.

He faintly heard a deep sigh in his drowsiness, his hands and feet seemed to be tightly bound by something, his body seemed to have fallen into the sun-baked velvet quilt, a strong sense of security wrapped him up, as if he was returning home. It was those days in the blood castle.

Ruan Wan whispered in her sleep: "...you are back, don't go..."

The voice was soft and soft, but it fell like a thunder in the heart. The soft gaze in the eyes of the "concubine" who warmed the bed suddenly turned dark, and her arms tightened suddenly.

The author says:

If there is a subtitle for this chapter, it would be "The concubine who warms the bed"~