Unemployed Onmyoji Converted to God Judge

Zhaohua is sick.

When Foxnosuke came to look for him in the morning, he found him lying in bed with flushed cheeks.

"Master Zhaohua!"

Foxnosuke yelled twice, but Zhaohua didn't respond. It stretched out a paw and touched Zhaohua's forehead, then quickly retracted.

It's over!Hot jio!

It suddenly turned around in a hurry, and kept pulling Zhaohua's hand, trying to wake him up.

"Master Zhaohua! Wake up!"

But Zhaohua still didn't respond.

No other swords can get in here, only it can get in, but it can't move Master Zhaohua either.

How to do how to do……

It anxiously walked around Zhaohua twice, only to realize that as a fox helper, he could contact the Government of Time when the God Judge was in danger.

Just as it was about to send a message to the Government of Time, a voice came from beside it.

——"What's wrong with the master?"

Foxnosuke turned his head in surprise, Fu Sangshen with dark blue hair was sitting up from the bed, he ran over there quickly, and shouted, "His Royal Highness Sankayue!"

"Master Zhaohua is sick, his forehead is so hot! No matter how much he screams, he can't wake up."

Sanriyue came over and looked at Zhaohua's face flushed with enthusiasm, with a serious expression.

He squatted beside Zhaohua, stretched out his hand and put it on Zhaohua's forehead, his slightly cool fingers brought a touch of coolness to the hot skin.

San Riyue softly called: "Master?"

As if hearing his voice, Zhaohua moved, his eyelashes fluttered twice, and he opened his eyes.

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue..."

Seeing the three-day moon in front of him, Zhaohua was a little sober, but his headache was splitting, his limbs were weak, and his whole body was burning hot like it was about to burn.

He unconsciously turned his head, chasing San Riyue's slightly cool palm, mumbling: "Hot..."

Sanriyue didn't take back her hand, but adjusted her posture instead, her slender and fair hand rested on the side of Zhaohua's face, like a gentle caress.

He looked at Foxnosuke at the side and said, "Go and inform the first phase of the palace, and I will take care of the master."

Yiqi Yizhen's younger brother Yaoken is proficient in healing, I hope he can cure the master.

Foxnosuke led the order and left, and the small figure ran out of the courtyard in a short while.

San Riyue withdrew her gaze, staring at the sleeping master in his palm.

The master just woke up for a while, and soon fell into a deep sleep. He frowned slightly, his cheeks were flushed, his breath was full of heat, and he looked very uncomfortable.

San Riyue brushed away his messy forehead hair with the other hand, patiently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and comforted him gently.

When Zhaohua didn't seem so uncomfortable, San Riyue leaned down, leaned close to Zhaohua's ear, and said softly, "Get well soon, master."

Foxnosuke found Yiqi Yizheng in the hall. Now this time is the time for breakfast every day. Zhaohua would eat with them before, but today, the swordsmen waited for a quarter of an hour, but they didn't see their master. figure.

Just when everyone was feeling uneasy, Fox came running in and shouted, "His Royal Highness! Lord Zhaohua is sick!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the hall exploded.

"What?! Master is sick?!"

"What's wrong? Is it serious?"

"How could the master be sick?!"

Foxnosuke ran to Yiqi Yizhen in the background sound of many swords, and hurriedly explained: "Your Highness Yiqi, Mr. Zhaohua is still in the castle tower. He is very ill and has been falling asleep. Go and take him away." Bring it out. His Highness Sanriyue will meet you."

"I see."

Yiqi Yizhen rushed over with the fastest maneuver in his life, and the other swords followed behind him.

When they arrived at the Tianshou Pavilion, they saw His Highness Sanriyue standing at the gate of the courtyard with a person in his arms from a distance.

The man's face was buried in Sanriyue's chest, and his whole body was carefully wrapped in a quilt, only a few strands of long silver hair were exposed.

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue!"

Yiqi Yizhen approached and saw that Zhaohua was still asleep, so he lowered his voice: "Is the master okay?"

Sanriyue replied: "Let Yaoyan take a look."

He said so, but his eyes did not look at the first phase, but kept staring at Zhaohua in his arms.

"I see." Yiqi Yizhen stretched out his hand, wanting to take the master from Sanriyue's arms, but found that Sanriyue didn't intend to let go, and he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"His Royal Highness Sanriyue?"

San Riyue was stunned, but she came to her senses and carefully handed Zhao Hua over to Yi Qi Yi Zhen.

"Take good care of Master."

"I will."

In the first phase, he took over Zhaohua steadily, said goodbye to Sanriyue, and left with Zhaohua in his arms. Yao Yan immediately followed behind them.

The swords who came over hadn't seen Sanriyue for a long time, so they took the time to have a reunion with Sanriyue, and then chased away one by one.

When their backs disappeared from sight, San Riyue restrained her peaceful smile during the conversation, and looked at the place where Zhaohua disappeared last, with deep eyes.

If... he can also step out here, the master will only be held in his arms by himself.

All the knives can go after the master, only he must wait for the master to come back in this square inch.

Not reconciled...

San Riyue moved slightly, as if he was about to step out of the courtyard, at this moment, a sword descended from the sky and landed in front of him, stopping his movement just in time.

"Yo! Crescent Moon!"

The snow-white sleeves fell from the air, like the wings of a crane.

Tsurumaru leaned over and got a little closer, his clear golden pupils stared straight into Mikazuki's eyes with a smile.

"The look in your eyes just now really scared me."

Like a dragon whose treasure has been taken away, what is hidden under the calm eyes is a strong possessive desire.

"It's Tsurumaru." Mikazuki returned to his peaceful look, and greeted with a smile, not caring what Tsurumaru found.

"Ah, it's really hard to make Sankayue look surprised." Tsurumaru said dejectedly, as if what he said just now was just a joke.

However, he soon regained his energy and invited Sanriyue: "I found a lot of interesting things in Wanwu, it will definitely surprise you!"

"Anything that can make Tsurumaru feel interesting must be a treasure. Hahaha, I will look forward to it."

Tsurumaru chatted with Sankaiyue for a while before turning around and leaving. They didn't mention that look again, as if they had made an appointment and forgot about it.

On the other side, Yizheng placed Zhaohua in Zuo Wenwen's room.

If you want to say why, it is naturally because this place is the cleanest and suitable for recuperation.

Yaoyan has already diagnosed Zhaohua, and when he learned that it was due to overwork and the cold caused by the cold, he immediately went back to dispense the medicine.

In the first phase, Yizhen, Zongsan and Xiaoye stayed here, Ishikirimaru went to pray for the master, Candlestick Kiri and Gexian went to the kitchen to prepare light and delicious dishes, so that the master could eat as soon as he woke up.

After seeing the master, the other swords continued their work with worry. The Honmaru infrastructure has just started, so everyone can't slack off.

Zhaohua slept all morning, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a shock. It may be because he had rested. Although he was still running a fever, he was not so weak.

"Your Highness, why are you here?"

Strange, he remembered that there was a barrier set up in the Tianshou Pavilion, and His Highness in the first phase should not be able to enter.

He lifted him up and replied: "Master, you have been in a coma for a long time in the morning. Lord Sanriyue asked me to bring you out."

Only then did Zhaohua realize that this was not the castle tower, and he noticed Zongsan and Xiaoye sitting quietly in the corner of the room.

"Zongsandian, Xiaoye, please forgive me."

"Master, it is our duty to take care of you."

In the first phase, Yizheng brought a bottle of medicine, which was just made by Yaoyan, and it was packed in a transparent glass bottle. The color is transparent, with a touch of powder, very beautiful.In order to have a better taste, the formula has also been improved, the absolute good medicine is not bitter.

Zhaohua took the bottle and drank it in one gulp. It tasted cool and sweet.

Seeing that he finished drinking, Yiqi took the bottle away.

"Yaoyan said that you can eat half an hour after drinking the medicine, and the candle holder for lunch has been prepared, and I will go get it when the time is up."

"Is it already noon?"

Zhaohua didn't expect that he had slept for so long. Could it be that today's purification progress has been delayed.

"Phase [-], Your Highness, let the five tigers come back after eating, it's time for him to purify today."

"Can't!"

In the first issue, Yizheng had a serious expression, and his tone resolutely denied it.

Zhaohua was taken aback for a moment, thinking that it would be inconvenient for the five tigers to retreat in the afternoon: "Is something wrong? What about the chaos?"

Looking at him in a daze, Yizhen felt very helpless. Does the master know that he is sick?

"Master, you are sick now."

He deliberately emphasized the word sickness, and then said: "Yaoyan said that you are sick because of overwork, and the purification should be put aside beforehand. You need to have a good rest."

Zhaohua felt his own situation, and he didn't feel that he had reached a level where he couldn't even do purification.

"After drinking the medicine, I feel much better. I think I should be fine in the afternoon, and the purification can go on as usual..."

Before he finished speaking, he shut up under the eyes mixed with guilt, restlessness and shame.

Yiqi lowered his head and said dejectedly, "It's all our fault, which makes the master so tired, and insists on working even when he's sick..."

Wait, wait, why is this dejected look so familiar, Zhaohua is almost worried that he will say something like "We are just ordinary knives, let us fend for ourselves".

"Cough, I see, I will take a good rest. I will talk about the purification later."

Receiving Zhaohua's guarantee, he immediately raised his head in the first phase, he was full of energy, and he couldn't see the depression just now.

Sure enough, what Tsurumaruden said was right, the master just eats the soft but not the hard.

"But I have one condition."

Looking at Yiqi's vigilant eyes, Zhaohua couldn't help laughing. In their hearts, is he just a model worker who has to work regardless of his health?

A cautious answer: "Please tell me."

As for whether he agrees or not, we'll have to wait and see, no matter what, he won't let the master continue to purify.

"Let His Royal Highness Hasebe come down and take care of me."

It's rare to get sick, so you have to take advantage of it to do something, such as find an excuse to get Hasebe, who has been avoiding him, to come over.