The entanglement between the cannon fodder and the scheming male protagonist[Transmigration Book]

He hasn't slept well these days.

Yu Yunge stared at Jing Yuwei's black and blue eyes and came to the conclusion that his injury probably made him unable to rest at ease. He slowly touched the wound on his body, thinking that the Nanchuan Imperial Physician couldn't do it manually, and the bandage was too rough.

The skin and silk were rubbed to make a very subtle rustling sound, which woke up the resting His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Yu Yunge stopped, only to see that pair of thick and slender crow eyelashes trembled first, the eyelids moved slightly and slowly opened, the eyes were no longer empty and dull, but the deep indifference when he first saw him, this man regained his sight.

He unconsciously looked at Jing Yuwei, and the other looked away first as if he couldn't bear it.

"Are there any discomforts?"

"pain."

Yu Yunge honestly said that the wound has been treated and it is not a serious problem, but after all, it is impossible to wake up and recover from the original, the pain is inevitable.

"The new medicine prescribed by Gu Rang's imperial doctor can relieve pain."

Yu Yunge looked at him: "Does Your Highness think that what I want is a good medicine that can relieve pain?"

Jing Yuwei was stopped by the question, and turned to look at him.

"Your Highness." His face was still buried in the snow-white brocade quilt, his bloodless lips were slightly curled up, his beautiful peach eyes were curved like a cunning cat, "Your Highness, will you sleep with me for a while?"

To be honest, this condition is too greedy, and Jing Yuwei would definitely scold him angrily if it were the usual situation.

At this time, there was no such thing, Jing Yuwei only glanced at him lightly: "You just woke up, and you don't want to kill yourself again."

Yu Yunge was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help being surprised: "Your Highness, will you be joking?"

"Since you're awake, drink the medicine first." Jing Yuwei stretched out his hand to take the simmering white jade bowl from the small stove, which contained the dark brown medicine juice, and it was bitter to look at.

Yu Yunge's face was wrinkled into a bun, and he hid under the quilt: "Can I not drink?"

"Impossible." Jing Yuwei held the bowl with one hand, and poached people with the other, "Do you want someone to feed you alone?"

Yu Yunge knew that this was something he could do, so in order to avoid suffering, he obediently stepped out, watched Jing Yuwei stir it with a spoon, and his heart moved slightly: "Your Highness, will you feed me?"

Jing Yuwei stopped with his hands, and raised his eyes to look at him inexplicably.

Seeing Yu Yunge uncomfortably, he faintly wanted to get under the quilt again, when he realized this, Yu Yunge laughed at himself, what's the matter, he was injured and slept for five days, and when he woke up, he and Jing Yuwei exchanged characters?

"I'm injured, my whole body hurts, and I can't hold the bowl. Please, Your Highness, feed me?"

He was anxious, his eyes were shining brightly by the candlelight, and they were full of anticipation.

Jing Yuwei's throat twitched slightly, he turned his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, scooped up half a spoonful of the medicinal juice and leaned over to bring it to his mouth.

Yu Yunge was really shocked now, suspecting that someone had dropped Jing Yuwei, he drank the medicine slowly and bit the spoon.

After failing to take back the spoon and continue feeding for the second time, Jing Yuwei raised his eyelids, met eyes full of doubts, and exhaled lightly: "Drink it up."

"I have moved His Highness." Yu Yunge said vaguely.

Jing Yuwei took back the spoon with a little effort: "Don't think too much."

The attitude has indeed improved compared to before, but it is still suspicious.

Yu Yunge always felt that there was something hidden in his expression, and he couldn't find out if he asked, he could only wait until he saw Jiang Kai to figure out the ins and outs of this assassination before groping.

"Your Highness, have I stopped taking my medicine?"

Although he was injured and unconscious, he was conscious occasionally, such as the bitter medicine that was forced down his throat and had to be swallowed.

The spoon hit the edge of the bowl, making a pleasant crisp sound, and Jing Yuwei's heart beat faster: "Well, I had a fever when I brought it back."

"Is that really drugged?" Yu Yunge pressed his lower lip with his outstretched fingertips, "Why do I feel that someone kissed me while feeding the drug?"

The spoon Jing Yuwei brought to his mouth couldn't get out, and his whole body was going numb.

After the numbness, his ears were terribly red, his eyes kept dodging, and he was obviously guilty.

"It's a pity." He took the initiative to come over and drink the spoonful of the bitter medicine, wrinkling his brows and having fun, "I was not awake at the time and thought I was dreaming."

Jing Yuwei didn't look at him with a straight face, and fed him spoonful after spoonful, wishing he could stop his mouth with a medicine bowl, lest he say something that would make him ashamed.

Hurrying quickly and finally finished feeding the bowl of medicine, Jing Yuwei heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that he still had signs of speaking, she tacitly picked up the sweet plum and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yu Yunge's mouth that was about to speak was unable to speak again, which was too hard to cover up.

He bit the plum, sweet and sour: "Your Highness, don't be embarrassed to kiss me, after all, I like Your Highness so much."

"Do you really like it or are you kidding me?"

In the past, whether it was verbal teasing or physical contact, he always avoided or got annoyed, but this time he suddenly asked the sharp point, but Yu Yunge was stopped by the question.

He didn't get an answer, and Jing Yuwei didn't care, and walked out with a bowl in his hand: "What Gu asks for is not just liking."

The sweet and sour plum meat was quickly swallowed, and the bitterness that had been suppressed before surged up again, making Yu Yunge frown uncomfortably.

Ask yourself if he likes Jing Yuwei.

I like it, that face is so easy to see into his heart, aside from the face, if it is really a matter of character, he is actually not quite sure.

If you really don't like it, you will take the initiative to get close to it again and again, and even put all your eggs in one basket for the other party.

He could have left Jing Yuwei behind and left, at best he called Jing Xici for him, regardless of whether the other party was alive or dead.

If you really like it, it's not true, he and Jing Yuwei are not honest, confess their feelings hastily, maybe they will be taken for something, and it won't last long.

What a headache, he pulled the quilt over his face, really playing with himself, can't he?

Yu Yunge felt unprecedented sorrow, at this moment he urgently needed Qu Xian, to come to him with a venomous tongue, if not, he could put down Jing Yuwei and become a Buddha immediately.

The sound of the wheelchair hitting the ground came from far to near, and he quietly raised his head to see Jing Yuwei returning.

"Your Highness, I want to meet Jiang Kai."

"Wait until you feel better."

"I have something to talk to him about."

"No rush." ​​Jing Yuwei added after saying this, "Don't worry about his safety, I will deal with it alone."

Where is he worried about Jiang Kai, he mainly wants to know what happened these few days, this feeling of isolation from the world is really bad.

Probably knowing what he was thinking, Jing Yuwei said like drawing a big cake: "When you are almost recovered, Gu will take you out for a walk."

Yu Yunge didn't lick the cake and gave birth to the slightest strangeness: "Your Highness will accompany me in person?"

Jing Yuwei nodded: "Didn't you always want Gu to accompany you before?"

What does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot?

This is.

Thinking of the places he often went to, Yu Yunge said at a loss: "Your Highness, please."

"No trouble."

Just let him see what this little cat is doing behind his back.

"Does Your Highness want to go to bed?" The little cat blinked its wet eyes and asked recklessly.

Jing Yuwei shook his head almost invisibly: "Go to bed first, I have something to do."

This somewhat gave Yu Yunge a sense of security, the stimulation he received when he woke up was too great, and if he knew that he had been sleeping with Jing Yuwei for the past few days, he would go crazy.

However, Yu Yunge didn't expect that what he said was right, the medicine he was given at night had a calming effect, he slept very deeply, and because he slept too much, he woke up early.

When he woke up, he felt that something was wrong. He was lying on his side and was hugged tightly by someone, and the other person's breath was like a gentle spring breeze hitting the back of his neck.

There was a warm hand on his waist, carefully avoiding his wound, and placed it carelessly.

What was even more disturbing was that his legs were pressed down by a powerful long leg, and he couldn't move, and there was something extremely hot and unignorable pressing against him behind him, which reminded him of Jing Zhao's nonsense rumors.

Jing Yuwei, no.

He couldn't help clarifying for him, look at this energetic look, if he said no, how many men would beat their feet and chests.

"woke up?"

The man's voice had the hoarseness and laziness unique to the early morning, his waist moved forward slowly according to instinct, and he lowered his head to sniff at his neck, and was awakened to reason by a very light freesia fragrance.

The pressure on the hands and legs around the waist suddenly disappeared, and at the next moment, there was a figure in Yu Yunge's line of sight who was wearing a coat and ran away in a hurry.

Yu Yun Pavilion:?

No, I didn't say anything, why are you running?

Pushing open the window outside, Jing Yuwei, whose face was blown by the cold wind, leaned on the window sill, his mind was full of the scene just now.

How could he do such nasty things after realizing that Yu Yunge woke up?

Last night when he finished his work and came out, Yu Yunge fell asleep long ago and was unconscious, his pink face was so attractive, he had countless dirty thoughts in his mind at that time, and finally chose to listen to his heart and sleep beside Yu Yunge.

I planned to get up before dawn, but something went wrong. Not only did I wake up, but...

He looked down at the place that most directly reflected his inner thoughts, closed his eyes, and couldn't continue to think about it, otherwise it would be time to burn his obscene pants again.

Because of this episode, Yu Yunge didn't see Jing Yuwei for most of the day, and the servant who came in to deliver medicine and serve meals seemed to have had his tongue cut off, leaving him to chatter like a parrot who can't stand loneliness.

In the middle of the afternoon, Yu Yunge finally saw someone who could speak.

Zheliu's face was not good-looking, and he forced a smile when he saw him, and left with a mahogany box.

"Wait."

Zhe Liu couldn't ignore him, so he had to turn back: "Prince Princess."

Yu Yunge lifted the lock of the mahogany box twice, with a half-smile: "Your Highness is going to lock me up in Guanyun Palace?"

Zhe Liu was startled: "No, no, His Highness wants the Crown Princess to recuperate here, which is what the imperial doctor meant."

"I don't believe what you said, let His Highness tell me personally."

Yu Yunge thought of asking the servant to open the window to breathe, but the scene where the servant was kneeling in front of him made him feel that something was wrong.

"Or you tell His Highness that I have what he wants in my hand."

Zhe Liu looked at him very uncomfortable, wanted to say something but thought of the mistake he made, so he had to agree.

When the people left, Yu Yunge lowered his face, staring at the brand new ivory fan in the mahogany box, his thoughts became a mess, what did he want to do?

The author has something to say:

Jing Yuwei, no.