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

"Did I leave him and didn't eat well?"

Yu Yunge touched Jing Yuwei's sharpened jaw with distress. The few days in Dongping City were not good at all. Not to mention suffering, he couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of food. He originally wanted to let Zheliu Haosheng take care of him. The slightly rounded Jing Yuwei.

As a result, the person is not fat but thin, and he is about to become a stick figure.

Zhe Liu's tears were about to fall: "Your Highness can't eat it."

"Because I left?" Yu Yunge withdrew his hand, so stubborn.

Zhe Liu choked with sobs and said: "He has something hidden in his heart, he won't let it be said, and he won't tell anyone else."

If you are depressed for a long time, you will naturally eat less.

Yu Yunge was in a complicated mood: "Then he didn't read any of the letters I wrote."

This time it's a statement.

Even if Jing Yuwei took it apart and took a look, he wouldn't be so stubborn and ruin his body.

Who is this punishing?

His heart was pierced like a knife, and he really wanted to shake him awake and ask him what he thought.

"His Highness refuses to see the imperial physician." Zhe Liu whispered.

From his perspective, he could see the self-blame that was about to overflow in Yu Yunge's eyes, and he probably regretted leaving without saying goodbye.

But now, self-blame is useless, it is more important to let Jing Yuwei get better first.

Yu Yunge stood up: "Go ask the imperial physician Chunyu."

Zheliu immediately turned up and ran to find someone, as if he had recovered his backbone.

After returning from Dongping City, Jing Yuwei did not allow others to enter Guanyun Hall easily, and it was an exception to break a willow to enter occasionally. Therefore, when people left at this moment, only the dusty Yuyun Pavilion and Jing lying on the bed with a high fever remained in the hall. Jade danger.

"Jiang Kai joked with me when I entered Liangxi, saying that I might not be able to get out after entering the East Palace." Yu Yunge sat on the side of the bed, and stuffed Jing Yuwei's hand back out of the quilt, "I really thought I was facing It will be an arrogant and ruthless Crown Prince."

The contrast was too great. The imaginary His Royal Highness was lying on the bed with red cheeks, unconscious, and didn't even know that he was being taken advantage of.

"Who are you angry with, huh?" Yu Yunge wiped Jing Yuwei's face with a wet towel, "Can't you hear me?"

In his broken thoughts, Jing Yuwei, whose eyes were closed tightly, seemed to feel something, and slowly opened his eyes to look at him.

Yu Yunge and the unconscious person looked at each other: "Did you think you were hallucinating?"

Jing Yuwei didn't speak, his eyes followed him, greedy and dissatisfied.

"It's useless to ask, won't you be burned dumb?" Yu Yunge deliberately teased, "I don't want to be burned dumb. It's so boring that I can't respond to swearing."

Jing Yuwei still didn't speak, just stared at him.

"You must be wondering why I was irritated in the hallucination. It's fine if you don't say something nice to coax you, but you just pick on what you don't like." Yu Yunge pinched his burned cheeks. Too many places, "Because I'm not an illusion."

"Liar." Jing Yuwei said slowly but firmly.

Yu Yunge raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised: "What lie?"

Jing Yuwei refused to speak again, and closed his eyes, as if saying those two words consumed all his mind, and Yu Yunge couldn't laugh or cry, why is this person so awkward?

Fortunately, the imperial physician Chunyu came in time and did not let Yu Yunge continue to tease the sick His Royal Highness, otherwise the illness would have worsened.

As night approached, the Guanyun Hall was lit up, illuminating the inside and outside.

Imperial Physician Chunyu was well aware of Jing Yuwei's virtues, and apart from wearing a silk scarf to check his pulse, he never had any other physical contact with him. After he raised his hand and walked out, Yu Yunge put Jing Yuwei's arm back under the quilt, and hurriedly followed him out.

"...Your Highness is fine, it's just a common cold, two doses of medicine will cure the disease." Imperial Physician Chunyu clearly had nothing to say, eyeing Yu Yunge's face.

Yu Yunge felt amused: "You always say something, I'm here to listen."

"His Royal Highness sent me a message from Feige a few days ago, asking me to prepare a prescription to cure cold poison."

"When he was in Dongping City?"

Seeing Chunyu's imperial physician nodding, Yu Yunge was full of thoughts for a moment. For a moment, he thought of the real reason for Jing Yuwei's poor health these years, and on the other hand, he thought that he knew how to cure the cold poison long ago, so he didn't move, and made up his mind in Dongping City. ...

For him.

"Then how are you preparing for the old things?"

Imperial Physician Chunyu took a few glances into the mottled light and shadow in the inner room: "I'm ready, I should have started the day after His Highness came back, but I didn't expect that I would be politely rejected when I came to the door."

Yu Yunge: "..."

"Your Highness's illness should not be delayed any longer. The cold poison was brought out from the mother's womb, and it is difficult to cure. He was born with more than ten years of accumulation in his body. The detoxification process is long and painful. Once you have made up your mind to get rid of it, you should not go back on your word. Make fun of your own health."

The words of Imperial Physician Chunyu failed to reach Jing Yuwei's ears, but fell into Yu Yunge's heart.

He knew why Jing Yuwei was so abnormal, he was both distressed and funny, and he answered with all his mouth.

"When the typhoid fever is cured, I will let His Highness detoxify. Don't worry, this matter is on me, and I have to ask him to agree."

The imperial physician Chunyu waited for these words, and said with a smile: "Then the old man will be waiting for the good news from the Crown Princess."

Yu Yunge, who knew that he had fallen into a pit, but had to keep laughing, couldn't help laughing: "You are so serious."

He smiled and shook his head: "For his good, I always agree with both hands. Please be patient and wait."

"The old man can wait." Chunyu Imperial Physician looked easy-going, implying in a calm manner, "It's hard to say whether Your Highness can wait."

Yu Yunge was put under a time shackle again, and he said angrily: "Got it."

The imperial physician Chunyu smiled and said nothing.

With fever-reducing decoction, Yu Yunge thought that Jing Yuwei's high fever would subside soon, so he fed half a bowl of medicine after all kinds of hardships. He took a sip of hot tea and rinsed his mouth: "I'm not sick yet I was forced to drink half a bowl of medicine. There's really nothing I can do about you."

Jing Yuwei, who was lying on his side and clutching the pillow with both hands, slept soundly, his side face was soft, like a soft and new sun that just came out of the ground without glaring light, and the color was bright and beautiful.

Hearing Zheliu talk about his daily life during this period, he made a lot of arrangements, including the emergencies he might face after returning to Liangxi, and also left a way out for himself.

He said that he would not read the letter he wrote, but he regarded the brocade box containing the letter as extremely important.

He didn't say that he wanted him to come back, and secretly wiped out those who blocked him. No wonder he entered Nanchuan, obviously feeling that someone was following him, and nothing happened when he searched around, even Liangxi.

It went smoothly as if someone was escorting him, but Jing Yuwei was secretly protecting him.

In this way, this man really makes people love and hate.

Knowing what he is afraid of, catching and refusing to give, and knowing that he will come back, he arranged the way early and waited, just waiting for him to fall into the trap.

He thought he was the one who killed Jing Yuwei, but the fact is completely opposite.

Now in front of Jing Yuwei, other people also think about it, and exchange their sincerity for their sincerity.

This time, it is necessary to get Jing Yuwei's sincerity back, even if it costs a thousand gold.

The sky outside the window was just a little bright, and the magpies who were not afraid of the cold squeaked from the branches, and Jing Yuwei, who had been sleeping soundly all night, gradually woke up. The face that will never appear next to me.

Jing Yuwei suspected that he had a high fever and fainted. He dreamed of someone last night and woke up this morning and saw him again. Is he terminally ill?

Even dreams can last.

Probably only in a dream, Yu Yunge would be so obedient and sleep next to him, he stretched out his hand and gently touched the other's cheek, it was soft and warm.

like a real person.

The person touched by him looked at him with sleepy peach blossom eyes, and then entangled up like a soft and boneless dodder flower, moved from the brocade quilt to his brocade quilt, and hid the whole person in his arms inside.

"You're awake."

He heard Yu Yunge ask in a soft voice, rubbing his cheek against his face, his voice became softer and sweeter: "The fever is gone, do you want to eat something?"

This is not a dream.

He calmly withdrew his hand from Yu Yunge's obscene clothes, the moment of skin-to-skin contact reminded him of those few days when he used his lips as hands to touch each other's back.

No matter how powerful the dream is, it cannot restore the senses to this level.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Yu Yunge, who was pushed away, was caught off guard, and before he could see Jing Yuwei's expression clearly, he was covered by the Jin quilt, and he hurriedly pulled the quilt.

"Jing Yuwei!"

Jing Yuwei stood by the bed and watched him tear off the quilt, his clothes were disheveled and his long hair fluttering, with a cold expression: "Why are you back?"

Does this make you turn your back on people?

Yu Yunge leaned forward, sniffed it as if identifying the smell, and wrinkled his nose back.

His sudden movement made Jing Yuwei frowned, and looked at him sharply: "What are you doing?"

"I want to see if you are you or not." Yu Yunge looked at Jing Yuwei who wanted to ask but held back, and sighed in pretended disappointment, "Mingming still hugged me last night and cried, asking if I could never leave you behind , Crying so much that you are so pitiful, I am so heartbroken that you cried out, coaxed you so loudly until midnight, giving you kisses and hugs."

Jing Yuwei didn't have the slightest impression, but sometimes when he had a high fever, he was prone to do stupid things, and he might forget.

Yu Yunge observed the changes in his expression while adding fuel and jealousy: "It's really good. I thought I would get a gentle and tolerant hug when I woke up in the morning. It doesn't count if I was pushed away roughly, and someone even threw a quilt on my head. It's really..."

"Why, Sheng Ge's blue-faced confidant is so gentle that you have the illusion?" Jing Yuwei was sullen, talking nonsense, "Or the princess wants to be alone, so that you have a sense of familiarity ?”

After almost a month, he stopped making tea and taunted.

Yu Yunge, who was looking forward to it, was not satisfied: "What did your Highness say, when did I have a blue-faced confidant?"

"Really?" Jing Yuwei became even more depressed, because he wanted the red flag at home to not fall while the colorful flags fluttered outside?

It's really a good job, as the prince of Nanchuan, he has not done such a flirtatious act, the princess concubine got ahead first, and the news spread that he has no place to put his face.

Oh, since he became the prince, he has no place to let him go.

"You like Guanyun Palace very much, then live here forever."

Jing Yuwei dropped this sentence, and wanted to pick up his outer shirt and go out. There was an unpleasant atmosphere here, and if he continued to stay, it would easily breed violent psychology.

"Is Your Highness going to lock me up again?" Yu Yunge stood up from the bed and asked in a frivolous tone, "Isn't it just locked up this time?"

Jing Yuwei's footsteps paused slightly, and many unsightly words and pictures flashed through his mind. During this period of time, the cramming book and Longyang map came in handy.

"Is it because I only left you a letter and went to Yan country alone, did it make you angry?" Yu Yunge asked again, "I wrote you so many letters of love, have you read them?"

"You didn't read it. If you did, can you resist not replying to me?"

"Jing Yuwei, you are really useless, you dare not even read my letter."

"Ah, I really forgot. If you were so daring, you would have run to Shengge and asked me. You dare not, tsk, you are so timid."

Yu Yunge wanted to say a few more words, but saw the man who was about to go to the outer room suddenly turned back, with a sullen face and fierce eyes, as if a lone wolf found a little white rabbit in the suburbs and was about to pounce on it and bite it hard.

This sudden thought made Yu Yunge laugh for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh anymore.

He was pulled into his arms by the enraged Jing Yuwei and hugged him tightly, his waist hurt from the hoop, his chin almost hit the man's cheek, causing him to fall back in fright, and staggered to the side.

"You're right." Jing Yuwei's voice was full of overwhelming anger, and the corners of his eyes were red, like the bright morning glow, which was beyond beautiful, "There is no seed."

No, Yu Yunge lowered his eyes to look at his face carefully, couldn't help being angry, wishing he could eat his expression, how could he say such dejected words?

As soon as this thought came up, the man's big hands lowered the back of his neck, and slowly pressed against each other. There was dense heat and humidity spreading around his ears, and goose bumps inevitably appeared on his back.

"If Gu had the guts, he should have tied you up in the early morning of the day he left Dongping City." Jing Yuwei said frantically, trembling with unsteady voice, "Hide you again."

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