Quickly traverse the host, his weak constitution

Beside the bed of the little emperor, the expression on his face was gloomy, he lowered his head, and touched the corner of the eyes of the person on the bed with his slender fingers like jade.

Then, the hand slowly slid down, stroked the little emperor's cheek and the corner of the mouth, and stayed on the slightly raised lips for a long time.

He seemed to let out a sigh.

The hand continued to move down, passed the little emperor's thin chin, and then fell on the neck. Suddenly, the relaxed and lazy hand suddenly tightened, and made a movement of pinching his neck.

Xiao Mo's eyes were full of cold stars, and a few traces of confusion and doubt flashed in Danfeng's half-covered eyes.

He felt the hot and delicate skin in the palm of his hand, the warm blood slowly flowing in the slender blood vessels, and his pulse beat weakly.

A long time after each beating, it seems that the river calms down like a clear sea, and there is another sudden ups and downs, like a silent and sinking fish-unwilling to sink into the dark seabed, trying to pass through thousands of layers of seaweeds covered with thorns, Ren's scales were peeled off one by one, and finally took his bloody body across the sea to obtain a new rebirth.

The pulse condition pierced through the thin skin and blood vessels, and seemed to be pounding into his palm without any strength, but it was like a thunderous bell and drum, affecting the texture of his muscles, causing him to convulse from the body to the soul, flowing There was an inexplicable emotion.

He lowered his head as if powerless, and let go of the slender neck that could be broken with just a little effort.

"never mind."

Xiao Mo said calmly, his eyes returned to the usual coldness.The left hand in front of him unconsciously caressed his slightly trembling right hand.

"Heh." A sneer came from the corner, and a man casually dressed in a moon-white robe walked into the candlelight, with an elegant and handsome description, he was Imperial Physician Xu.

He said the harshest words gently in the benevolent tone of a doctor:

"If you don't stop, you will be subject to chaos. You are the same, and Lin Zhi is too. They are not good things."

The little emperor vomited blood three times a day (35)

He walked into the couch and felt the pulse of the little emperor, and helped him change a veil on his forehead to cool down.

He glanced at the standing man, sneered again, quickly lifted the quilt covered by the little emperor, and quickly stretched his hands to pull away his obscene clothes, revealing a large piece of skin on his chest.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Mo couldn't help but took two steps forward, his tone filled with chill and trembling embarrassment.

Perhaps it was because his body was too sick and weak. Even after several days, the mark on the little emperor's chest still hadn't dissipated. The skin looks mottled and pathetic.

His skin shivered uncomfortably against the cold air.

Seeing Xiao Mo, he couldn't help but frown.

Doctor Xu looked at the angry young man, raised the corners of his lips and mocked: "What? This is not a good thing you did! Don't you dare to look at it!"

Xiao Mo drooped his eyelashes, and there was an indescribable expression on his beautiful cheeks, he didn't argue, just pursed his lips, and took a few strides forward to get to the side of the bed.

Doctor Xu stopped his hand sideways, stopped his movement, and said coldly: "What are you doing?"

Xiao Mo pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, gritted his teeth and said three words: "Get out of the way!"

His eyes were a little red, like a trapped animal that couldn't vent, enduring the pain.

Imperial Physician Xu: "I won't let you!" As he spoke, he blocked his whole body in front of the bed.

Xiao Mo looked straight at the person in front of him, the coldness in his eyes deepened, and the suppressed emotions seemed to break out of the cage.

Imperial Physician Xu was not afraid of Xiao Mo's eyes at all, his head was raised, and there was a bit of sharp arrogance at the end of his round almond eyes.

Xiao Mo twisted the shoulder of Imperial Physician Xu with his backhand, and ruthlessly threw him aside.

Imperial Physician Xu was thrown to the corner of the bed, hit his waist with a "bang", he turned pale with pain, turned around to see Xiao Mo's movements, and cursed angrily:

"What kind of crazy are you! I'm about to rub medicine on him! Fortunately, you put it on for me again!"

Feeling helpless, Xiao Mo stopped the hands that were helping the little emperor get dressed and was about to cover him with the quilt, when his face suddenly became dull, and there was innocent bewilderment in his charming eyes like the deep sea.

After a few moments, Xiang Lingguang slowly came back to his senses, realized that he had been teased, and immediately turned around and left.

Behind the back is full of panic and fleeing.

Doctor Xu got up slowly while supporting the bed, looking at the man's back, his eyes gradually changed from anger to joking like watching a good show.

It wasn't until the man's back completely disappeared that he sighed deeply and curled up weakly, his handsome and gentle face was full of loneliness and loneliness.

He stood up suddenly, looked at the little emperor on the bed with some ferocity, then raised his hand, and slapped the little emperor fiercely on the face.

Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Xie Zao's mouth, and the already pale cheeks became more and more sickly.

Xu Youjia looked coldly at the blood at the corner of the little emperor's mouth, showing a half-smile expression, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood, then applied medicine on someone, finally climbed into bed, and lay down with the little emperor to sleep up.

The night was thick and there were few stars in the sky.

Xu Youjia opened his eyes and did not fall asleep in the middle of the night.As soon as he closed his eyes, the expression of Xiao Mo looking at the little emperor today appeared, he was so irritable that he was roasting on the fire, he simply stayed awake, and looked at the candlelight in the hall with his eyes open, recalling the past.

The Xu family and the Xiao family have been friends for generations, he is the same age as Xiao Mo, and has always been the best at playing.

Generations of descendants of the Xu family have all been officials, but he chose medicine, not because he likes it, but because of Xiao Mo.He has seen Xiao Mo's body covered in scars after practicing martial arts, he has seen his body covered in wounds after going to battle again and again, he has seen the deadly feathered arrows stuck half an inch away from his heart...

He doesn't want the life of the person he likes to hang by a thread someday, so he can only do nothing and be helpless.

For him, he chose medical skills regardless of everything. Even if his grandfather knelt down and begged, and his mother cried day and night, he did not flinch in the slightest.

The former emperor was unjust, he helped Xiao Mo take revenge, gave the old emperor slow poison, helped win people's hearts, and helped plot to seize power.

Then, Lin Zhi appeared, he and Xiao Mo were the same person, had the same hatred, similar experiences, even though they seemed to have very different personalities, they were the same person at heart, paranoid, indifferent, ruthless, and like to control.

They seemed to be attracted to each other, but he didn't think that these two people would have any good results. They were both too domineering, and their extreme desire to control made neither of them willing to put down their bodies and be the one to bear.

If one party plans to get the other party, the other party will immediately change face, from an ambiguous relationship to an enemy.This is also the reason why Lin Zhi and Xiao Mo have been unclear for many years, but there is no progress.

They are not so much in love as they are in a game. They are very selfish and want to survive until the day when the other party pays first.They are like two king beasts, they have the affection of licking each other's wounds when facing the enemy, but usually they don't leave their fragile backs to each other with peace of mind.

This morbid ambiguous relationship will eventually be shattered one day.

He knew Xiao Mo so well that he also knew Lin Zhi, so he waited slowly without any anxiety, waiting for the day when he really stood up with Xiao Mo.

However, here comes the variable.

The little emperor vomited blood three times a day (36)

The variable broke the balance between the two.

Xu Youjia turned around and lay on his side, looking at the pale and sleepy person next to him, a dark thought arose in his heart.

He stared at the person for a long time, looking at the fine fluff on the little emperor's cheeks, the slightly raised corners of his lips, there were traces of immaturity and youth everywhere.

Forget it, anyway, he will only live for a few years, moreover, he may not even live to be 20 years old.

Thinking of this, a complex smile erupted on his face, it was the pity of a doctor for the premature death of a young life, and the joy of not worrying about it.

Two extreme emotions mixed together, showing on his handsome face, there was a kind of ghostly horror.

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Xie Zao woke up early in the morning, he felt pain all over his body, his expression changed, and he thought of what happened before he passed out, he and Xiao Mo... Although, it was almost the same.

, he suddenly blushed, and the pink cloud stretched from his face to his neck where the traces had not yet dissipated.

He wanted to show a shy smile, but immediately affected the pain on his cheek.

Who hit me in the face?What happened the days I passed out?

Xie Zao suddenly became serious, and he checked his body. Apart from the marks of the beating on his cheeks, his illness was much more serious, and severe pain emanated from the depths of his bone marrow.

But his face didn't change at all. This kind of pain is just a trivial matter. The pain he felt in his original body was hundreds of times stronger than this. He has survived for 20 years. How could he become weak again now.

No matter how fragile his body is, he is an extremely strong person in his heart.Moreover, the most important thing now is not how the body is, but whether something has changed.

He asked hoarsely, "How many days have I slept?"

Doctor Xu was reading a medical book on the desk next to the bed. When he saw the man woke up, he immediately poured a glass of warm water and looked at him with gentle eyes: "You have slept for five days."

He paused, and his expression became a little unnatural: "You caught a cold a few days ago."

Xie Zao saw his expression and knew that he had seen the ambiguous marks on his body, so he didn't need to elaborate on how he caught a cold.

He looked around, a little surprised: "Where's Fuxi?"

Imperial Physician Xu lowered his eyes slightly, suppressing the dark color in his eyes: "It seems that Fuxi has been let out of the palace by His Royal Highness the Prince Regent."