Dianxia Qingcheng

Chapter 107 I'll Borrow Your Disciple 1

Shen Nineteen blinked twice, "Huh?"

Does your lord want him to go to bed?Just now I just went up to help him undress, now that my lord is awake, we can't share the same bed anymore, can't we?

Pei Zheng was still staring at Shen Jiujiu, watching helplessly as his white and tender face gradually turned a little reddish, and two rays of light floated above the beautiful scene.

If it weren't for the lack of strength now, Pei Zheng would have lifted him up with one hand.

Shen Jiu seemed to muster up a lot of courage before slowly standing up, crawling carefully onto the bed, and muttering to himself in a very low voice.

"Your Excellency is injured now and needs someone to take care of you. I am here to take care of you. There is no other meaning...no..."

Supporting his body, he passed Pei Zheng and rolled over to the inside of the bed.

But the hem of his robe was in the way, and Shen Jiu accidentally stepped on it, tripping Chuang Chao.

Fearing that he would crush Pei Zheng, he rushed towards the inside of the bed, and buried himself in the soft quilt with a single dive.

There was also a faint sandalwood smell on the quilt, which was exactly the same as that on Pei Zheng's body.

Shen Jiu poked his head out from the quilt and got up in a jerk.

"My lord, did I press on your wound?"

Pei Zheng moved his mind, didn't speak, but frowned slightly.

This was terrible, and Shen Jiujiu was so frightened that he thought it was real. He wanted to check it out for Pei Zheng, but he didn't dare to touch him.

"My lord, where did I bump into you? Are you in pain?" Shen Jiu looked so anxious that he was about to cry again, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Pei Zheng squeezed his hand and nodded his chin at him.

Shen Jiujiu looked at Pei Zheng with tears in his eyes, not understanding what he meant.

Pei Zheng nodded again, and Shen Nineteen came closer.

"My lord, what do you want to say?"

Pei Zheng said something in Shen Jiujiu's ear, but Shen Jiujiu bounced it away immediately, and the roots of his ears were red.

"What, what, like this, isn't it good..." Shen Jiu stammered, "Master never taught me this method..."

Pei Zheng frowned again, and took a deep breath as if he didn't think it was enough. Hearing in Shen Jiu's ears, the wound that the adult was hurt by himself was even more painful.

He gasped twice, then bent down and kissed Pei Zheng's gauze lightly on his shoulder blade.

A kiss as light as a feather, with a touch of care.

"My lord, are you ready?"

Shen Jiujiu looked up at Pei Zheng, only to see that Pei Zheng's brows had already been relaxed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his pale, paper-like face was a little lively.

"Your Excellency laughed, it means it doesn't hurt anymore, right?"

Shen Jiu also followed his eyes into a crescent shape, and a bright smile that he hadn't seen for a long time appeared on his face.

This smile is like the warm current of winter, tearing apart the endless chaos and darkness, wrapping Pei Zheng's cold heart tightly again, making it beat again.

How long has it been since I saw this smile, and how long has it been since I saw this little man I miss so much.

It is said that people who are bitter in their hearts only need a little sweetness to fill them up.

This is what Pei Zheng is like now, his heart is empty, dark and damp, a place where the sun can't shine, and then this little man came to give him a little sweetness.

No, it was a lot of sweetness, which filled his heart to the brim.

Pei Zheng suddenly felt a little strength in his body, and slowly straightened up.

Shen Jiujiu was originally leaning in front of Pei Zheng, and when Pei Zheng came over like this, he was face to face and mouth to mouth.

Little Shen Jiu's heart was beating wildly, and his speech was incoherent.

"My lord, your, that wound needs to stay still, lie still, so that it can heal, otherwise it will split... that's not good..."

Before Shen Jiujiu finished speaking, he felt that Pei Zheng in front of him was still approaching, and he slowly retreated, stepping back, until his body was pressed against the hard bed surround.

In front of him was Pei Zheng's ethereal breathing, very light, but scorching Shen Jiu's head was almost burned out.

After these movements, Pei Zheng felt that the bloody hole in the shoulder blade was in unbearable pain again, maybe the wound was really torn.

However, he did, as Chen Huan said, not caring about his body at all, it hurts when it hurts, and when it is torn, it will be torn.

Lowering his head slightly, he looked at those two bright red and moist lips, which were alluring like delicate flowers without knowing it. Shen Jiu even stretched out his tongue under Pei Zheng's eyelids because of nervousness and licked his lower lips.

Pei Zheng leaned down very quickly, grabbed those two red lips, and rubbed them together slightly.

Shen Jiujiu wanted to put his little hand in front of Pei Zheng, but he didn't dare to move because of the wound on his body, so he had to bear it with a sob.

After a long time, a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from Pei Zheng's back, and then he lost his strength and fell down slowly.

Shen Jiu anxiously tried to take his pulse, something was wrong, why was it beating so fast.

"My lord, my lord, are you feeling unwell? I'll go to Master to see for you, okay?"

Said that Shen Jiujiu was about to turn over and get out of bed to find Shen Huan, Pei Zheng hooked his sleeve.

"Need not."

"But your pulse beats so fast."

Pei Zheng tapped his heart, "Because it jumps fast here."

Shen Jiujiu bent down to Pei Zheng's chest, listened carefully, and sure enough, a heart inside was beating slightly fast.

Shen Jiujiu touched his little heart again, it was beating faster than Pei Zheng's.

"My lord, you should take a good rest. I really can't bother you anymore. You need to sleep well so that the wound will heal quickly."

Shen Jiu still wanted to get out of bed.

Pei Zheng didn't speak, but raised his leg and hooked a soft body from the side of the bed back to the inner side of the bed.

In order to prevent him from getting out of bed stubbornly, Pei Zheng put his legs on him directly, then waved his hand, and all the candlesticks in the room went out instantly.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, and Shen Jiujiu's legs were being held down. In fact, as long as he stood up vigorously, the current Pei Zheng would definitely not be able to hold him down.

"Sir...I..."

"Sleepy, sleep."

Then Pei Zheng really lost his voice, as if he really fell asleep.

Shen Jiujiu had to carefully pull his leg out from under Pei Zheng's.

As the master said, you can't sleep in the same bed with others, unless the two people are husband and wife, otherwise it will corrupt the atmosphere.

But Shen Jiu just pulled out a little bit with difficulty, and his upper body was pinned down by a horizontal arm.

Accompanying it were Pei Zheng's murmurs that seemed to be a dream.

"pain……"

Shen Jiujiu immediately froze and did not dare to move anymore.

What should I do now, the lord seems to have fallen asleep, and you can't move him, otherwise he doesn't know where the wound is about to hurt.

Then what should I do, how can I get out of bed without disturbing the adults?

Shen Jiujiu's little head thought about it, and gradually lost the ability to think. It was already late at night, and he was really sleepy. After a while, his breathing gradually became even.

This sleep lasted until noon of the next day, when the sun was high, Shen Jiu let out a groan and woke up leisurely.

Opening his eyes and seeing the strange bed curtain above his head, Shen Jiu blinked for a long time, but without realizing where he was, he sat up with a blank stare.

Looking left and right, I finally remembered that I was in the adult's room, on the adult's bed, and "accidentally" fell asleep.

Suddenly, Shen Jiujiu's eyes widened suddenly, and the one standing in the center of the room staring at him was whoever it was if it wasn't his dear master Shen Huan.

"Master..." Shen Jiu didn't know why he felt a little guilty. Why did he have a guilty conscience?

Where did the adults go?

"My dear disciple, who are you looking for?" Shen Huan seemed to be smiling, but Shen Jiu knew that Master seemed to be angry.

"I didn't find anyone, Master."

"Hmph! It's best!" The smile on Shen Huan's face wiped off, and he walked to the bedside and poked Shen Jiujiu's little head.

"My old lady worked so hard to save her, and she wants to snatch her baby, Beibei, a young apprentice she raised for three years! Hmph! I think he thinks beautifully! Go and live his big dream!"

Shen Huan said more and more vigorously, "The prime minister is amazing, and the prime minister's mansion is amazing. If you say whoever you want, you will want whoever you want. There is no law and no law, hmph! My little disciple is so good-looking, why let them see it? I know it must be troublesome to show this face!"

Shen Huan squeezed Shen Jiujiu's chin, looked left and right.

"Also ask me to make an even uglier mask, I need your teaching! I will not listen, let me see what you do to me! Hmph!"

Shen Huan kept talking to himself, as if he was talking to someone.

Shen Nineteen remained in a daze as if he hadn't woken up, allowing Shen Huan to fiddle with him.

"Teacher, come with me!"

Shen Huan directly brought Shen Jiujiu to the pharmacy. In fact, she had almost made the mask, which was a little different from the previous one, but it was still confusing.

I can't see any difference.

When Shen Jiu put on the mask, he really felt a little different. Before, he would look very mediocre, but now he feels a little delicate and pleasing to the eye. After watching for a long time, he might still think he looks good.

Of course, it is still incomparable with the face under the mask.

Shen Huan looked at his masterpiece and nodded frequently. It's very good, but it makes people feel that it has changed, but I can't tell what has changed. In short, it has become more beautiful.

It would be better to be mad at Pei Zheng.

Pei Zheng came out of the secret prison of the prime minister's mansion. When he came out, blood was still dripping from his fair cheeks. Chengfeng handed him a handkerchief to wipe it off.

After a night of recuperation, plus the various pills given by Shen Huan, Pei Zheng already felt much better, and felt that his body's strength had returned a little bit.

Although still not lucky, but normal walking is no problem.

When they came to the pharmacy, they saw Shen Huan and Shen Jiujiu, master and apprentice, who had just come out of the pharmacy.

That little man put on a mask again, why is it still this mask, didn't he tell Chen Huan to make it uglier?

And why does this face look so delicate and pleasant?

Pei Zheng shook his head, maybe it was because he could no longer look at the little man with normal eyes, even if the little man was disfigured, in his eyes, he was still a glamorous existence.

As soon as Shen Jiujiu saw Pei Zheng, his eyes would light up unconsciously.

"My lord, you can already walk on the ground, it's amazing!"

The corner of Shen Huan's mouth twitched, is Pei Zheng strong?Shouldn't she be praised for her excellent medical skills?

Pei Zheng was quite sensible, and said to Shen Huan, "Thank you, Master Shen, for saving me."

Shen Huan stroked his beard pretendingly, and said, "It's just a trivial matter."

Pei Zheng nodded, then stretched out his hand to hold Shen Jiujiu.

"Then lend it to your apprentice again."

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