Poor little in the Shura field

At the beginning, Cen Guixuan deliberately chose a quiet place in order to be clean. Quiet is quiet, but it is prone to accidents.

For example, the lock on this door has been broken since three days ago.

Cen Guixuan was not sociable, and few people came to see him on weekdays. In addition to the busy work, the matter of finding someone to repair was put on hold.

Xue Yu pursed his lower lip, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but seeing that Cen Guixuan was extremely red, he knew that he cared about being seen, so he could only lower his eyes and say, "Let me avoid it, Do you want to get dressed?"

Cen Guixuan gritted his teeth lightly, and the bases of his ears turned red again during the questioning. He was fair-skinned, and the redness from the blast was particularly obvious. He grabbed the clothes on the shelf and put them on like a dull piece of wood, as if he had been humiliated. The gentleman of a good family asked in a monotonous voice: "What's the matter?"

"Give you the ointment."

Xue Yu didn't harbor evil intentions, so she was naturally confident, holding the two small boxes and putting them on the table.

Turning his head, he saw Cen Guixuan's face reddened, his ears red, and his white skin turned red. He was somewhat incomprehensible and surprised, but after seeing it too many times, he got used to it: "I'm a little thirsty, can I have a drink with you before leaving? "

Cen Guixuan's body was dry, as if his throat had been burnt out, he only nodded slightly.

Xue Yu picked up the unused teacup on the table and poured herself a glass of water.

The mouth of the cup was pressed against the lower lip, and the water flowed forward, moistening the slightly small bead of the lip. Cen Guixuan fastened his belt, and suddenly felt that the water temperature might be too hot today.

After drinking that sip of water, Xue Yu put down the cup, glanced at it, and dropped a booklet under the table: "What is this? You still love to read."

Cen Guixuan also looked over, his blood turned seven or eight points cold, seeing Xue Yu reaching out to pick it up, he strode over and picked up the booklet first.

Xue Yu was startled by him, and retreated instinctively, but retreated too hastily, and accidentally bumped into the desk at the back, a sour and sour pain rushed into his side immediately, he was spoiled, I didn't want to bear it either, and let out a soft groan when I felt the pain.

Cen Guixuan froze for a moment, his muscles were tightened by the pain, his first reaction was to support Xue Yu, but thinking that this would be bad, he pursed his lips helplessly: "Sorry, I didn't mean it, this... …Can not look."

He wanted to stretch out his hand, but he didn't dare to do so, making Xue Yu act like a girl, unable to touch it. Xue Yu rubbed that area, her eyes were wet, and she didn't even bother to ask him why. Can not look.

There is nothing wrong with a book.

What is hidden in the rebellion plan?

Cen Guixuan was about to ask him if he was feeling better, when she saw Xue Yu turned over her fingers, lifted up her clothes, revealing a large white waist like milk paste, lowered her eyes, checking if she was bruises.

It's strange to say that when Xue Yu was wearing clothes, she looked small and thin, but once she lifted them up, she was not ambiguous at all, she should be fleshy and plump, her waist was very delicate and white, she was bumped and powdered .

The sides of the waist are pulled in, which is completely different from the tight and wide psoas of men. The stomach is so flat, let alone stuffing things in it, it will probably swell up after drinking some soup.

The place where it hit was too far back, Xue Yu couldn't see it, and saw that the clothes were lifted more and more by him, the teacup on the table was suddenly knocked down by a force, and Ding Ling rolled on the ground several times.

Xue Yu raised her eyes, looked at the man who was making a lot of noise as if she had seen a crocodile, and frowned lightly in puzzlement: "You hate me so much? It's grabbing books and overturning teacups, and I'm still the first!" This is the first time I've seen such an unwelcoming person."

Cen Guixuan didn't think of this, but he didn't open his mouth to deny it.

He lightly curled his fingers, avoiding Xue Yu's arm, avoiding the truncated waist, lightly twisted the corner of the clothes that was about to be lifted to his ribs, and forcefully pulled it back to its original position. Seeing Xue Yu's strange eyes, he whispered Two words: "...not popular."

Xue Yu didn't understand: "Huh?"

Putting down the clothes, Cen Guixuan could still clearly recall the white that he saw, his protruding throat rolled, as if telling the insects in the ground, he lowered his eyes and said: "I've seen it, it didn't hit red."

"..."

Reminiscent of the man's awkward behavior, Xue Yu suddenly understood Cen Guixuan's brain circuit, and couldn't help but feel confused.

What kind of moral model is this guy?Why is thinking so feudal.

Xue Yu stared at the redness in his ears that was thicker than the color of his lips, and didn't fiddle with his clothes anymore, and asked sincerely: "In Daxin, will you be beheaded if you look at the waist?"

Cen Guixuan also replied seriously: "...No, there is no such regulation."

Xue Yu glanced at the booklet in his hand, scratching his heart to see if there was any shady stuff inside, such as correspondence with other anti-Xin party members, and said absent-mindedly: "Then what are you hiding?" ?”

Cen Guixuan kept his head down, and when he heard this question, he acted like a fool.

Indecisive, silent.

The booklet was tightly covered, and Xue Yu didn't see it a few times. Disappointed, he glanced at the box full of ointment, remembered the scars on Cen Guixuan's body, and turned to look at the man: "Do you want me to apply it for you?" ? There are places on your back that you can't reach."

Cen Guixuan was startled, a strange awkwardness welled up in his heart for no reason.

He hates Xue Yu, has no interest in mermaids, and has decided many times to keep a distance from Xue Yu. In the near future, Xue Yu will treat him like an inhuman dog and shout around.

So now he should sternly refuse and warn Xue Yu not to break into private houses in the future, but at the end of the day, he somehow held back.

Breathing couldn't help becoming tighter, and the word "um" hadn't been squeezed out of her throat, and Xue Yu, who had been waiting impatiently, didn't want to wait any longer: "In this case, you can do something yourself, I'm going back."

A small ball with soft fragrance passed by, and the bulge on Cen Guixuan's neck, which was covered with flesh, slid a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything until he turned himself into a red-headed shrimp. exit.

Xue Yu felt that she might have violated Tai Sui, and was blown into a sneeze as soon as she went out.

He raised his small face again, and saw the tall and tall emperor in the middle of the bull's-eye. He was about to walk over to ask Yun Kang why he was here, but Yun Kang pretended not to see him, turned and walked away with a gloomy expression. .

Xue Yu: "...?"

If I'm not mistaken, are you angry?Where did he mess with Yun Kang?

Yun Kang took a big step.

Xue Yu had to trot to keep up. He was in poor physical condition, and he was out of breath after running two steps in the winter: "Can you slow down?"

Yun Kang glanced down, the little tail following him was different from the man's rough, soft and white one, any intense exercise would turn his flesh into pink, it's very pitiful, but the man's footsteps were not slow, on the contrary Get up faster.

On the night of sending Xue Yu back to the palace, Yun Kang intentionally slowed down, Xue Yu would not feel any difficulty in keeping up with him, but if he walked faster, Xue Yu would usually walk out of the gate, How could it be possible to keep up.

Not to mention that Yun Kang is still a first-class practitioner.

Xue Yu followed for two steps, but she couldn't keep up. She didn't ask for trouble and wanted to chase after her again. She sucked the tip of her nose slowly and snorted softly, like a kitten dozing off in its nest. sneeze.

After the beating, his throat felt itchy. He trembled and coughed twice. Xue Yu had never been tortured by this kind of natural disease over and over again. Physiological water boiled in his eyes, and he looked as if he had been affected by it. What a grievance.

don't want to go.

I want to ask the sedan chair to carry him back.

It was his throat that hurt, but he was so delicate that he hurt innocents, and his legs also started to hurt.

Xueyu felt tired everywhere, stayed where she was, and wanted to cough again, when suddenly a low sigh fell from her ear, and Yun Kang, who had gone back and forth, patted his back to help him breathe, and the scorching body temperature enveloped him : "I told you to drink medicinal food in the morning, did you not drink it?"

The tone of the first half of the sentence was still gloomy and cold, seeing Xue Yu's eyes watering, he eased up a bit.

Xue Yu's small face was clear, her voice was like paper, she coughed twice and became a little hoarse: "Drink it. It's not enough to just drink it once. You just let me run, and now my legs hurt too."

Yun Kang was so angry that he wanted to laugh, but he really laughed, laughing profusely: "What you grow are two legs, not noodles. If I let you run for a few steps, you will cry out for pain. Are you delicate? Cen Guixuan's bedroom is just Up front, do you want me to carry you in and rest for a night?"

Xue Yu raised her eyes, neither said it was useful nor said it was not necessary, that face that would attract attention if she didn't deliberately do anything, just stared at Yun Kang eagerly.

Jaw lowered and looked at him for two seconds, Yun Kang closed his eyes forbearance, walked along his delicate skin-covered back for the last time, and said in a low voice: "I asked my servant to send the medicinal food to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. You finish drinking under my nose before leaving."

After all, he was captured in the name of Da Xin. If he died of illness, it would be disgraceful to speak out.

Furthermore, after raising it for so long, a lot of precious ingredients have been used in the medicinal diet.

It's not good, it's good.

This little mermaid doesn't like to suffer, he has to keep an eye on it so that the hundreds of taels of medicine won't be thrown away, Yun Kang added: "From now on, I will drink the medicine in my palace."

Xue Yu was warmed by his body temperature for a while, and the chill on her body dissipated a lot, she nodded her head obediently, and got used to stepping on his bottom line, to do herself a little favor: "I didn't eat enough in the morning, can I cook some more? "

With his head raised, revealing a section of his white neck, Yun Kang looked at him for a long time without emotion, and said coldly: "Let's go."

This is a disguised answer to his request.

Xue Yu suddenly felt the benefits of salted fish. In this world, he didn't need to intentionally ignite the fire, and the target person was also increasing the hatred value. He still had food to eat and a place to sleep.

The man walking side by side glanced at Xue Yu, saw that his little face was red, and he didn't know what to think of, so he leaned over happily.

……

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The charcoal fire in the basin was burning like a fire.

The imperial doctor carried his exclusive medicine box, followed by two servant girls, one took the medicinal food, the other took the lunch, and put them in front of Xue Yu, Cen Guixuan took up half of the imperial table.

The man was born tall and tall, so much was taken up by Xue Yu, so he could only hold back his long legs aggrievedly. Xue Yu didn't notice him, and stretched out a wrist to feel the imperial doctor's pulse.

The appearance of not shying away from illness and avoiding medical treatment is very good.

The imperial doctor pinched Xiaoyuren's pulse under the white skin, felt it carefully, and said: "The pulse condition is much stronger than before. You need to keep warm when you go out these few days, and you must take the prescribed formula on time."

Xue Yu nodded and said thank you.

Before retracting his wrist, he noticed that the imperial doctor glanced at the center of his wrist bone, his gaze was very covert, if he hadn't been staring at the imperial doctor, he wouldn't have seen it, Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

This is to observe whether he has a red mole.

If he turns into a poisonous shark, it will be a danger to the emperor, and a panic to Daxin.

The imperial doctor couldn't help but plan ahead, if the shark really had a red mole, he would risk his life and persuade His Majesty to cut it off.

It is best to maintain the status quo. This child is polite and measured, and he is more pleasing than all the sons and brothers he has treated. He still hopes that Xue Yu will stay in Daxin until it is absolutely necessary.

The imperial doctor was very preoccupied, and after explaining to Xue Yu, he went to see Yunkang again, and was immediately pleasantly surprised: "Your Majesty looks good today. Before I came, I wanted to prescribe a medicine for calming my mind. Now it seems that it is superfluous."

Yun Kang hummed lightly.

He changed into the court clothes, focused on the memorials presented, not paying much attention, and asked about the recent health condition of the remaining prince.

The imperial doctor said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince is very healthy, and even has more energy than boys of the same age."

Half of his beard on the right side was grabbed by this little bastard.

Yun Kang hummed, and he asked a few more questions. After a quarter of an hour, he waved away the imperial doctor. After reading the last paragraph of the memorial, he turned his head to see how Xue Yu was eating.

"Pei Xueyu," Yun Kang narrowed his eyes suddenly, his voice was cold and dangerous, "I never punished you, are you itchy?"

Not far away, the plate of lunch was not taken a few sips, but the pot of rice wine was poured several glasses. Xue Yu felt as if her head was heavy, and the flesh of her small face was all stuck to the table, and she was full from his kisses. The edges of the lips were powdery, and they became wet with water.

Like being licked by him again.

I haven't looked at it for a while.

Hearing Yun Kang's voice in the chaos, Xue Yu raised his chin with great difficulty. He will be a little obedient when he is drunk. He used to be a obedient person who was restless, but now he has calmed down. He organized his words and said vaguely: "Don't kill me."

Yun Kang held back his temper and looked at him as if he wanted to eat people: "The pot of wine is for me to drink, you drank it all, how do you want to pay for it?"

"...Do you want to pay?"

"How can there be any reason in the world not to pay for things that are stolen from others?"

Xue Yu was very wronged: "But I have no money."

The man snorted lowly: "No money? Then how about selling you, the world is so big, there will always be people who like to be disobedient."

Xue Yu shook his head, he can't leave the capital, he still has tasks, after thinking for a while, he asked in a low voice, "Can I make amends?"

"Other?"

Xue Yu nodded again.

He propped up the table, slowly stretched his waist, and leaned close to the man's face. The kiss that lasted half a stick of incense in the morning taught him how to make a man happy. He licked the corner of the man's mouth. Half a second later, the gap between his lips was light Open, as if waiting to be invaded.

Yun Kang's eyelids twitched, and he pinched his face suddenly: "...Don't trick me."

Men don't let drunks kiss themselves, but they will lightly rub his face, it's very soft, Xue Yu's head hurts, he remembers that Yun Kang Mingming likes this very much, did he do something wrong?

The lower half of his face was strangled, and he couldn't speak clearly, but he was even more tired: "Are you going to sleep with other concubines, so you don't kiss me? But I have nothing else to compensate."

I thought a kiss would be worth a pot of wine.

Yun Kang closed his eyes, resisting the urge to crush him, he slid his big hand back, pinched the back of his neck lightly, and the man collapsed on him: "...I don't have a concubine."

It was half a second late for Xue Yu to pass his words into his brain, he said indifferently, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Is no one looking at you?"

Laughing angrily again, Yun Kang pinched his cheeks again: "You didn't actually run away from home, it's because your family couldn't stand you, didn't they drive you out?"

It's so provocative.

It's not worrying, and I dare to drink rice wine when I'm sick.

Xue Yu frowned lightly, but was annoyed that the man said he was a troublemaker, and said quickly: "No."

Yun Kang just asked casually at first, but now he suddenly became interested: "What is that?"

Xue Yu was stunned, remembering that the system didn't seem to tell him this, so he could only make it up by himself. Not long ago, the words "concubine" and "sleep" were still in his mind. Just run away."

stab.

It was the sound of the chair moving back a bit.

Yun Kang originally bent his neck, but now he straightened his upper body, his shoulder blades bulged, showing a bit of hostility. He lowered his eyes and asked nonchalantly, "Why are you noisy?"

Xue Yu was dizzy, groaned, and lied casually: "He always likes to have sex, I don't like it."