After losing my memory, I became a group pet

Brother Yao is a celestial master?

Self-directed and acted to help him remove fish scales?

That's why they were injured on the same day and in the same place?

why?

Why hide it from him?

Seeing Yan Wuji's gloomy face, Xiao Tongzi stood aside and dared not speak.

After an unknown amount of time, Sima Yao pushed open the door and saw Yan Wuji standing there in a daze. He felt uneasy, "Zhen Nu, why are you here?"

Yan Wuji didn't know what expression and tone to use to question, he took a deep look at Sima Yao, and then glanced around from the corner of his eye.

Shen Kang was in the room looking out the door, the maids and eunuchs around the study were performing their duties, and the guards were patrolling the corridor not far away.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Wuji put away the gloom on his face, and said with a slight smile: "The weather is hot, I have prepared some mung bean soup for Brother Yao and Lord Shen."

Sima Yao saw the food box in Xiao Tongzi's hand and saw the sweat on Yan Wuji's forehead, so he took out a handkerchief to help him wipe it off, "Aren't you going to take a nap? It's so hot, just let the servants bring it to you." " Yan Wuji pulled the man to him, and whispered in Sima Yao's ear, "It's okay, I can't help anyway."

"Don't say that."

Yan Wuji stuck out his tongue and smiled, "I'm going back first."

Back in the bedroom, the bamboo rat was biting the cage. As soon as Yan Wuji walked over, the timid bamboo rat huddled in the corner and screamed "Zhi Zhi Zhi" at him.Yan Wuji lowered his eyes, took out one side of the young bamboo that was cut into small pieces, and put it in the cage to feed the bamboo rat.

The bamboo mouse smelled the food, stuck out its small head, then hugged the bamboo with its small paws on its chest, and began to gnaw hard, its small mouth never idle for a moment.

Many questioning words flashed through Yan Wuji's mind.

These words are actually useless, but if you yell them out, your heart will probably feel better.

But he can't do that.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the door, Yan Wuji thought it was Sima Yao who came to explain to him, turned around excitedly, but saw Xiao Tongzi came back with an empty food box.

The smile on Yan Wuji's face froze, and Xiao Tongzi walked over in fear, "Your Majesty, both adults drank mung bean soup and were very happy. They are more motivated to handle official duties."

"They...didn't say anything else?"

Xiao Tongzi raised his eyebrows, turned himself in and said, "Lord Zhongcheng asked the servant what the emperor heard outside just now."

"How did you answer?"

Xiao Tongzi shook his hands, "The servant said, the servant doesn't know anything."

Yan Wuji couldn't help rolling his eyes at the appearance of "no silver here".

Isn't that just saying everything!They are not stupid...

"Then how did they react?"

"Lord Zhong Cheng's face was serious, and he didn't say anything. Master Shen said... said..."

"What's there to hesitate about?"

"Back to the emperor, Mr. Shen said, this kid didn't cry or make a fuss, probably he didn't hear it. He asked Mr. Zhongcheng to relax and concentrate on finishing the matter of your personal conquest. Mr. Zhongcheng drank mung bean soup, Let’s go on with Mr. Shen.”

Hearing this, Yan Wuji suddenly understood why the self before amnesia always liked to do things to attract the attention of others.

He sighed and said: "It's strange, I should have told you if I knew it earlier, and told them clearly what they asked you. Forget it, it's fine now."

Xiao Tongzi was confused, he thought the little emperor was telling him not to expose it!

"Your Majesty, why is this?"

Yan Wuji threw the bamboo into Xiaotongzi's arms, "I told you, but you didn't understand."

After speaking, with his hands behind his back mysteriously, he went back to bed and lay down, leaving the little tube to feed the bamboo rat with a confused expression.

In fact, Yan Wuji only recently figured out some things.He is the emperor, and his courtiers are naturally inferior in status.

If the courtiers have something to hide from him, and he doesn't want to deal with it through the normal process, a better way is to imply to them that "I already know it", and wait for them to come and explain themselves, without making trouble on the table. There are steps down.

Shouting out loudly, although you can lose your temper, it is only the behavior of children and reckless people, and the serious consequences may be irreversible.

Yan Wuji understood that this is not good.

But he waited for many days, and Sima Yao didn't come to explain anything to him. The two met occasionally, but Sima Yao also came and went in a hurry.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, when Yan Wuji was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly felt someone tuck him in the quilt, followed by a kiss on his forehead, but when he finally overcome his sleepiness and opened his eyes, Sima Yao had already left, and There is a trace of scent on the remaining bed curtain to prove that he has been here.

Sometimes at noon, Sima Yao came over suddenly to check Yan Wuji's food, to see if it was poisonous, and Yan Wuji set the bowl, waiting to share his experiences these days with him.But after Sima Yao finished his routine inspection, he just hugged him from behind, hugged him close to his face, and then left quickly, not even eating with him.

Yan Wuji poked the rice with his chopsticks, but he didn't really want an explanation.

But I don't know why, such neglect makes him feel even more uncomfortable...

He had no better way to express his sadness, so he could only gradually sink down in an unobtrusive way.

The most obvious is that he is eating less and less.

If it was normal, Sima Yao must be the first to find out, because his diet was handled by Sima Yao.

But the military information was sent over seven or eight times a day, and Sima Yao and Shen Kang calculated military expenses, food and grass... every day was very busy.

This made the chefs very anxious. The little emperor was still growing up, but he only ate one bite of food a day. What should he do if he was sick?

Sure enough, Yan Wuji caught cold when the weather turned cold after the great heat.

The pressure from the cooks was transferred to the imperial physician.

The imperial physicians prescribed medicine, but it didn't work.

When Sima Yao knew that Yan Wuji had a fever, it was several days later.

It was already midnight at that time, and he was polishing the inner armor that Yan Wuji wore next to his body when he went out to battle. Because of this inner armor, he had not closed his eyes for four or five days, and his eyes were black and blue.

Shen Kang said that Yan Wuji didn't even go to the front line, so he huddled in the big camp as a mascot. What's the use of wearing this, it's for nothing.

But Sima Yao was worried, Yan Wuji had grown so big, and he hadn't left him so far.

Each piece of the inner armor is made of fine steel with moderate thickness and regular shape, and special metal is added to make it lighter and thinner, and it will not burden the shoulders when worn on the body.

Sima Yao put away the inner armor and put it in the box, Xiao Tongzi ran over crying, "It's not good, the emperor has a fever and passed out!"

The imperial physicians were running around in a hurry at the entrance of the bedroom. Sima Yao read the medical records and found that the prescriptions were all the best, and he took the medicines on time every day.

Not long after, Shen Kang also rushed over and asked about the situation of the imperial physician.

Imperial Physician Chen frowned, "The patient's illness needs to be cured quickly. Drinking medicine is one thing, and vitality is another. If you only eat two or three mouthfuls of rice every day, even if the most precious medicinal materials are condensed into essence and fed, it is also a medicine stone." Soulless."

Si Shan was in a hurry. The imperial dining room studied new dishes every day, but the emperor always said that he couldn't eat and had no appetite. What could they do?

Shen Kang looked at the recent recipes, and he really turned over the old ones to bring forth new ones every day, and said with emotion: "This kid's methods have become more advanced now. He used to expose tiles in the house. He uncovered one piece, and we patched up one piece. Now it's all right, I know self-torture. gone."

Xiao Tongzi was trembling on the side, Sima Yao caught him and questioned him.

Suddenly the truth came out.

"Hey! The emperor heard everything the adults said in the study that day."

Sima Yao froze.

Shen Kang didn't care, and said angrily: "That's not a big deal, how old are you, why are you still angry about this kind of thing?"

Sima Yao said: "Mr. Shen, go back first, I will take care of Zhen Nu."

Shen Kang said: "You are also injured, don't worry too much."

"I will."

The two saluted each other.

It was late at night, and Sima Yao retreated from the crowd, leaving only a few young eunuchs to watch the night outside.

Yan Wuji's head was very hot, and the handkerchief just wrung out from the ice water was too cold, Sima Yao didn't dare to apply it directly to him, and always let it sit for a while before putting it on his forehead.

Sometimes Yan Wuji would wake up in a daze and wanted to drink water, but before the glass touched his lips, he would fall asleep again, and Sima Yao would feed him water with his mouth.

The cold water flowed into his mouth, moistening Yan Wuji's dry throat. He instinctively sucked the clear water, but he sucked a piece of soft, extremely elastic object. He bit it subconsciously, and vaguely heard someone call him "" Little villain".

But Yan Wuji couldn't care less.

Sickness is really uncomfortable. If Yan Wuji had to choose again, he would definitely not take a bath in cold water on purpose.

Obviously when I was a child, I was sick, but after sleeping in the bed, the illness will be cured.

But why are adults at such high risk of getting sick?

His nose was stuffed and he could only breathe through his mouth, but his chest felt like a big stone was pressed down, and every breath he took was painful.I can't open my eyes, I have hallucinations, and I can't see clearly.

These days he is always wandering in a half-dream and half-awake state.

He dreamed many times that Sima Yao came to look for him. Sima Yao told him not to be angry. He didn't deliberately hide many things about his identity from him, but he just felt that he was still young.

Before arriving here, Yan Wuji always said very calmly: "Do I have the right to be angry? Even my life was given to me by Master Sima. Master Sima's real body is so powerful, if I just flick my tail, I will die Should I be grateful to you for not asking me to wag my tail like a dog, right?"

Of course he knew what kind of words would hurt Sima Yao the most.

His indifference, respect and alienation are the biggest killers.

If he said that, Sima Yao would definitely look at him with red eyes, and then his hands would start to tremble, and then he would put them on his knees at a loss, crying and saying "I'm sorry" to him.

But when Yan Wuji opened his eyes and found Sima Yao sleeping next to him, hugging him tenderly, and gently touching his head, those words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say a word.

Sensing the movement of the person in his arms, Sima Yao said softly, "Are you awake? Do you want a drink?"

Yan Wuji didn't answer, just looked at Sima Yao foolishly.

He clearly knows what words can hurt Sima Yao...

He clearly knows...

But he couldn't bear to say those words to Brother Yao.

Sima Yao kissed his forehead, "Little fool, what's wrong?"

Yan Wuji couldn't hold back anymore.

Thousands of slanders turned into a hoarse sentence at the end - "You won't be with me anymore".

The author has something to say: QAQ ah ah ah ah ah!I actually forgot to set the time when I saved the manuscript at 0:[-] yesterday!

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Copywriter:

Cao Zijin is a qualified ancestor of the third generation, and his daily task is to spend money and eat and wait for death.

Grandpa's death changed all that.

The aloof Young Master Sun turned into a fake Young Master.

The real young master who fell from the sky took away everything Cao Zijin owned.

The whole family was driven out of the big villa and moved into the most dilapidated and smallest resettlement house.

His mother's illness and his sister's tuition fees crushed this delicate and expensive young master. Cao Zijin, who was once out of touch with life, had to carry cement and deliver food, doing the hardest, most tiring, and least expensive work.

His ex-drinking friends gathered together to laugh at him, but he didn't care at all, as long as he could live.

One day, he was eating lunch on the side of the road, when a Maserati stopped in front of him, Master Zhen rolled down the window and said to him: "Want to get back what you once owned? Make a bet with me, as long as you win I will return all the inheritance to you."

"Nervous! I have nothing to do when I'm full? Do you want to gamble? Okay, I don't want an inheritance, I want to fuck you! Do you want to gamble?"

The real young master helped the gold-rimmed glasses frame, a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Okay, you can try it."

Just try it.

Later, Cao Zijin not only won the bet, got back the inheritance, but also caught love.

Lu Chun is the chief consultant of an inheritance consulting company. When he saw the old man crying to him about the ineffectiveness of his children and grandchildren, hoping to force his children and grandchildren to make progress by breaking the boat, he thought it was just an ordinary transaction. .

He came to be a villain, and when one of the employer's descendants was able to take over the company, he could draw 5% of the inheritance.

But when he was hugged by Cao Zijin with a strong mark, but could only cry and shout "slow down", he realized that he had lost himself for the 5% commission.

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