After losing my memory, I became a group pet

Soon it was summer, and the sun was scorching hot. Sima Yao looked at the steaming hot spring outside the window, feeling rather complicated.

This is the royal family's hot spring palace, no one will come here in summer, but his injury needs to be recuperated in hot springs, so Yan Wuji brought him here.

In the blink of an eye, four or five days have passed.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Sima Yao untied his belt and walked down the cobblestone floor step by step to the hot spring.

He is a cold-blooded animal, the higher the surrounding temperature, the faster his blood flow, and the faster he heals.

He was soaked in the hot spring, even his head was submerged. About an hour later, he came out of the water to take a breath, his long ink-like hair stuck to his snow-white skin, and slid down smoothly along his collarbone.

Sima Yao opened his eyes and looked at his hands. Most of the skin had returned to human skin, only ten fingernails were still slightly dark green, and the fangs in his mouth had not been completely retracted.

The abdominal wound was painful, Sima Ji's poison was too powerful, not only eroded his flesh and blood, but also damaged part of his cultivation.

The little palace maid brought in the changed clothes, her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her face was also flushed.The little maid didn't dare to look at him, she put down her things and left. Before she left, she whispered: "My lord, go and see the emperor when you're done soaking. The emperor's heat is still hot, and he was calling your name in his dream."

"Understood, you go."

When Sima Yao came out of the hot spring, water droplets slid down his body, flowed over his slender legs, and landed on the ground.

After leaving the hot spring, his skin quickly became cold again.Sima Yao dried himself off, changed into clothes, and went to visit Yan Wuji who was suffering from heatstroke.

When Sima Yao took a bath in the hot spring on the first day, Yan Wuji saw that his forehead was not sweating, so he thought it was nothing, so he wrote all his thoughts on his face, and wanted to go to the hot spring with him to stick together.

No one can stop it.

In this way, dog days, noon, hot springs.

As soon as Yan Wuji got off his front feet, someone lifted his back feet out. His nose bleeds all over the floor. The imperial doctor pinched him and wiped his body with mint and wine. When he woke up, it was dark. Tiandu can only lie on the mat and drink mung bean soup.

In the bedroom, the ice box exuded a coolness, Yan Wuji held the memorial in his hand, and frowned.

The contents of the memorial were violent, and the general content was that the common people were burdened by monsters and were displaced, while their emperor raised exotic pets in the imperial city, and ran to the palace to rest with great fanfare?This is indeed not the work of a wise gentleman, but a foolish monarch!

Yan Wuji closed the memorial.

The person who wrote this memorial was Shen Kang, the head of the five auxiliary ministers. He was planning the passage of maritime trade routes in the East China Sea. After the accident in Chang'an, he was rushing back immediately.

Although Yan Wuji expected that his willful behavior would be remonstrated by his courtiers, he did not expect that they would be so merciless.

Come to think of it, as an emperor in the past, he couldn't get the approval of these ministers who ruled the world.

They will be loyal, not to Yan Wuji, but to this country.

Whoever comes to be emperor, they will do that.

Yan Wuji has a headache, is it possible for him to tame these courtiers?

Sima Yao pushed the door open and came in, Yan Wuji threw the memorial aside, then lay on the bed moaning and pretending to be dizzy.

Yan Wuji's health is not bad, and normal heatstroke doesn't require too long of cultivation.

But he was keenly aware of Sima Yao's estrangement from him these days, so he unconsciously became weaker.

Even the wound on the back of the head a few months ago began to ache.

Sima Yao walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hands to press the acupuncture points on Yan Wuji's head, and gently pressed for him.

Yan Wuji pointed to the cold mung bean soup on the table, and said coquettishly, "I want to eat...Brother Yao, you can feed me."

Sima Yao put down his hand rubbing the acupoints, looked at the mung bean soup on the side, and said softly, "I'll call Xiaotongzi."

Yan Wuji pulled him back, "What are you calling him for? Clumsy, didn't you feed me before?"

Sima Yao's eyes flickered, he faintly felt that what he was going to say next would make Yan Wuji angry, but he was not an eloquent speaker, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Your Majesty, there are differences between monarchs and ministers."

Sure enough, Yan Wuji sat up from the bed, walked to the table, took mung bean soup with one hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

There was a muffled "bang", the bowl fell on the carpet, Yan Wuji turned his back and put his hands on his hips, he could tell from his back that he was very angry.

But soon he adjusted his mood, sat down, and said calmly: "Brother Yao, I don't know what I did wrong to make you avoid me like this. I think we need to talk." He patted the chair beside him , "Sit down." Then he picked up the upside-down teacups on the table and filled them up one by one.

This kind of behavior made Sima Yao a little surprised. If it was the former Yan Wuji, he would definitely jump up, yell and lose his temper, expressing his dissatisfaction by venting.

At this moment, Sima Yao faintly felt that Yan Wuji was a bit different from before.

He picked up the bowl from the rug, then sat down in the chair with his hands restlessly in his lap, very prim.

"The poison slave..."

"Brother Yao, to be honest, I can feel that you like me. I can also feel that you have never been angry with me. Even if I did that to you before, you would still tease me in the shower, But why did you not want me after I expressed my affection for you?"

Yan Wuji was puzzled, "Don't you want to be with me? If you couldn't forgive me from the beginning to the end, why did you do that?"

Sima Yao was taken aback.

Yan Wuji is his obsession and his light.

Of course he wanted to be with Yan Wuji.

He wanted to have a closer relationship with Yan Wuji than anyone else.

And so another out-of-frequency conversation began.

"Zhen Nu, I have no way to think about those things now." Sima Yao frowned, not even having the courage to raise his head to face Yan Wuji, "I hope you are well, as long as you are happy, I am willing to go Do. I used to be too greedy and always wanted to get more things from you, such as dependence, such as love. I didn’t think there was anything wrong at that time, because I could give you a lot of things, and I could give you Rely on and protect you."

"But now..." Sima Yao inserted his slender fingers into his hair, feeling helpless and flustered, "but it's different now."

If he can always embezzle a series of identities such as Sima Yao in the open, the great demon king in the dark, and the celestial master, then he does have the capital to monopolize Yan Wuji.

But now all identities have become uncertain.

If he is just an ugly snake demon, then he is not qualified to monopolize the love of an emperor.

"Zhennu, I don't want to be your burden at any time." Sima Yao's eyes sparkled with something crystal clear.

"Now I can hardly do anything for you, so I can't ask you for more things. These days I have been thinking for a long time, as long as you are happy, no matter who you fall in love with or who you are with Together, I can be fine. You are the emperor, you have something you have to bear, if I have no way to share anything for you, then even if I am not qualified to stay by your side, even if I can only be far away There are crowds of people looking at you, as long as you are happy, it is enough for me."

In the end, Sima Yao didn't even know what he was talking about.

Having lost his beautiful skin, he turned back to the little snake who buried himself in the pit on the battlefield.

Every sentence reveals inferiority, self-contempt and self-deprecation.

"Brother Yao, I don't quite understand what you mean. In my opinion, there is no difference between the past and the present. Why do you think there is a difference?" Yan Wuji paused, "Because you used to be able to help me with things, so you Think I'll keep you by my side; now that you're injured, so it's useless to me, I'm going to kick you away? So what am I? A scumbag?"

"I don't want to embarrass you..."

"When did I ever use my address to you? Brother Yao, you must know that no matter when, you are special in my heart." Yan Wuji was a little distressed, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Yao, if you You were not injured, I didn't know you were a snake demon, but in my heart you are still the best brother Yao in the world, would you still say these things to me?"

Sima Yao thought about it.

"Actually... I'm not sure. When you were young, I always thought that if one day you have someone you like, and that person is not me, I will definitely kill him. But later, as you I grew up day by day, and I became uncertain again. After all, it is the person you love, and you will be sad, sad, and hate me. I don't want you to hate me."

Yan Wuji smiled, "You never told me that."

"You are still young after all."

"Am I young?" Yan Wuji clasped his hands on the table, "Then tell me, in fact, how much older you are than me."

"I've been hibernating for a long time, but I'm at least 6000 years old."

"Look, that's why I said it's unfair." Yan Wuji spread his hands, "No matter how hard I try, I can't catch up with the 6000-year gap."

"This is not a fair thing." Sima Yao sighed and said earnestly: "The vast majority of the past 6000 years have been meaningless to me. I was wasting my time. Zhen Nu, I don't want you to go through what I did, never."

Yan Wuji quietly moved half a seat over, and covered the back of Sima Yao's hand with his hand, "Very hard?"

"Yes, it's very hard." Sima Yao smiled slightly and said in relief, "But it's worth it to meet you."

Sima Yao lowered his head to drink tea, and Yan Wuji looked at him. Both of them were silent for a while without speaking, but the ambiguity in the air continued unabated.

"Brother Yao, I want to confirm something." Yan Wuji broke the calm, "You just said that you are willing to do anything for me as long as I am happy. Is it true?"

Sima Yao reacted for a while, and said seriously: "It's true. But..."

Holding the teacup in both hands, rubbing the rim with his thumbs restlessly, he laughed at himself, "But what can I do for you now that I am like this?"

"you can."

When Sima Yao heard this, the light spots in his eyes obviously flickered.

He raised his head and looked at Yan Wuji.

The back of the neck was lightly pressed, Yan Wuji leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.

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