Supreme pardon

Bai Tan didn't go anywhere, just squatted at the door all night.

It wasn't that he was stubborn, it was because he was kicked out of Wang's room in the middle of the night, and no one dared to arrange a room for him.

Although it was not too cold, it was windy at night, and he was wearing thin clothes. When he was put in by Wenren Jue, he yawned tiredly, rubbed his sore waist, his eyes were sad, but his mouth was full of tears. Not a word to complain about.

"Heqie...heqie..." With tears in his eyes, Wen Renjue was holding a shelf beside the window, and Wen Renjue was taking books from the bookshelf by the window, and breakfast was already set on the round table in the middle.

When he came over, he glanced at him, and Wen Renjue said coldly, "Are you so fit?"

"What if you stay out overnight?" Bai Tanhong stared, and just as he replied, he sneezed again, his throat was a little dry, and his head was dizzy. He touched his forehead and went to Wenren Jue again, poor Xixi said: "I seem to be sick."

"Yeah." With a gentle attitude, the coldness and sternness of last night were completely gone, he sat down and ate by himself, the book he brought just now was spread aside by him, Wen Renjue tilted his head, took a sip of soup and read it glance.

"I'm talking to you, I seem to be sick." Seeing the man's perfunctory look, Bai Tan was overwhelmed, walked to the man's side, reached out and patted the table.

The good-looking fingers with sharp knuckles pinched the foot of the book, Wen Renjue turned it over, tilted his head and fed himself a mouthful of soup, and casually replied: "Yes."

"What are you..." Sucking his snot, Bai Tan took out the book and threw it to the other side of the round table without reading it.

Wen Renjue was finally willing to look up at the person, and seeing that his face was really red, he knocked on the table with his left hand, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down."

Clutching his forehead, Bai Tan sat down with teary eyes, staring at Wen Ren Jue eagerly.

Wen Renjue tilted his head, and the servant standing beside him quickly filled the porridge and put it on the table.

Wenren's tactic: "Eat first."

"I don't want to eat." Not only was his head dizzy, but his throat was still uncomfortable, Bai Tan didn't have the heart to eat now, after such a short time, he felt his whole body was cold.

He seldom gets sick. Although his physique is not strong, his family members take good care of him, and the medical treatment in Interstellar is very complete. If there is any discomfort, it can be resolved quickly.

In the past, he was not feeling well, and when he was not surrounded by a bunch of people asking about his health, those who took care of him personally knew his body well.

"Uncomfortable..." The hand covering his forehead rubbed his eyes again, Bai Tan raised his head to stare at Wen Ren Jue, breathlessly said: "My eyes are hot."

It's just spending the night outside, blowing the wind all night, and you don't have to be wary of the surrounding environment and wild animals. People can still get sick, and they can get sick so quickly.

Wen Renjue shook his head, and told the guard at the door, "Go and ask the doctor."

"Am I going to die?" The mournful voice shook with the hand holding the hem of his clothes, Bai Tan leaned close to Wen Ren Jue, poked his head over and said sadly: "I'm dead, will you feel guilty?"

Frowning, without the slightest intention of pity, she slapped Bai Tan's forehead with her palm, and Wen Ren Jue pushed her away from her.

Bai Tan, who was still weak and dying, immediately yelled, although his voice was hoarse, it was loud.

"Wen Ren Jue, you! Don't you have any sympathy?"

He is so miserable, people are actually indifferent.

"If I hang you at the door now, it would be really merciless." It was really noisy, Wen Renjue looked impatient, stood up and looked down at the white sandalwood, his eyes fell on the bowl beside him, and his voice was cold when he turned back Quite a lot, "I'll give you two choices now, one, eat well and wait for the doctor to come, or two, get sicker, so that I can see if the dying person can win my sympathy."

"Desperate." Muttering in a low voice, Bai Tan didn't make any more fuss, picked up the bowl, put a bitter face on his face, and stuffed it slowly into his mouth.

After looking at him a few more times, seeing that the people had really stopped, Wen Renjue turned around and took the book that had been thrown aside, and sat down on the bench in front of the wooden screen.

The doctor came quickly, and Wang Juzhong took care of them all year round, but it was a pity that they were rarely used, especially after a new king was replaced.

The remaining old people are all checked by Lan An and Yan Zhen. Although their existence has become awkward after the emergence of the crystal nucleus system, it is still no problem to see a doctor for ordinary people like Bai Tan.

People are always very fragile when they are sick, and the fragility of white sandalwood also contains sadness.

You must know that he was fine at first, but it was Wenren Jue who made him shut up at the door and made him sick.

The doctor and the people beside him carefully instructed, while Bai Tan stared at Wen Ren Jue with his chin propped up.

Since the doctor came in, Wen Renjue has been sitting on his bench with his head down reading a book without even raising his head.

Bai Tan felt angry, but seeing the seriousness of the person, he didn't dare to disturb him.

After struggling for a long time, I finally climbed into bed by myself, closed my eyes and rested.

But probably because of the fever, his head hurts, making him roll on the bed and moan unconsciously.

"Interstellar humans are so fragile?" After the doctor left, all the people in the room were evacuated, the door was closed, and Wei Duan immediately spoke out.

"Not at all." Wen Renjue stood up, let the book on his lap fall to the ground, walked to the bedside, and looked down at Bai Tan's painful expression.

"I've suffered a lot of pain, so this little pain is nothing." The voice was indifferent, but the expression between his brows and eyes was very gentle, he lowered his body a little, and he half-bent, his fingers brushed across Bai Tan's forehead.

fell on the burning lips.

Bai Tan had already fallen asleep, but because of his illness, he didn't sleep deeply.

After bending over for a while, he straightened up and wanted to leave, but his drooping hand was grabbed by someone after turning around.

With a trace of surprise, Wen Renjue turned around, and saw Bai Tan holding his fingers with his left hand, looking at him with his beautiful eyes half-opened, with a confused look on his face, and coquettishly shouting: "I don't take medicine."

"No." Wen Renjue was very serious.

"Don't eat." Bai Tan was in a daze but was firm.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Wen Ren Jue was still holding Bai Tan's hand, and continued to repeat with a half-smile: "No."

Bai Tan looked in a trance, kicked his legs half asleep to express his displeasure, and shouted angrily: "I won't eat."

"No..." Wen Renjue raised the corners of his mouth completely, and comforted him, "Unless you cry."

Wei Duan was completely silent in his mind.

This rare play didn't last long, and Wen Renjue didn't realize whether it was naive to say these words to a sane person, Yan Zhen's voice was already heard outside.

Breaking the person holding his hand, he straightened his sleeves, not only Yan Zhen was waiting for him outside the door, but also some high-level officials from the [-]th district.

"Go to the conference hall." He was the first to go out vigorously, and a group of people behind him followed quickly.

……

With a little cold and fever, Bai Tan can also be sick for half a month.

His physical weakness made him more honest than ever. He didn't know what Wenrenjue was busy with, because his expression never changed, but from the subordinates who came to look for him, Bai Tan could clearly see from their gradually serious faces. I can feel that something is about to come.

This made him pay special attention to Wen Ren Jue's movements.

After recovering from the illness, except for special circumstances, he will not leave every inch.

After going through several incidents, he now knows better than anyone how fragile he is on earth, and his status is so humble that anyone can step on it.

"Where are you going?" Even though it was late at night, the ringing of the phone also awakened Bai Tan who was resting on a bed.

Wen Renjue rolled over from the bed with a gloomy face, answered the phone and hummed a few times, and said something before hanging up, leaving in two days.

Thinking about what happened in the past few days, Bai Tan felt very uneasy.

Standing in the darkness, Bai Tan's body on the big bed with his hands tensed was doubled.

There is no light in the room, and the light that can illuminate the big bed is because of a few light cores placed on the bedside.

With a gloomy face, Wen Ren Jue pondered for a long time, and finally asked: "Would you like to go out with me?"

Bai Tan blinked his eyes, looked around mysteriously, and whispered: "I'll go."

Wen Renjue helplessly supported his forehead, "You can speak louder."

"Ah?" Bai Tan was embarrassed, "Isn't it a very confidential matter? I thought you were going to run away."

"Honestly, I guess you have offended too many people. The king's position is not stable. You are planning to escape, isn't it?" If not, why is he so nervous these days that he is exhausted?

Wen Renjue didn't know where Bai Tan came up with this idea, which made him dumbfounded, "This time going out, there will only be me and you, there will be no motorcade and there will be no comfortable environment. If you think about it, you will stay in Wang Center, or follow me."

"You you you." Regarding this point, Bai Tan was extremely firm.

Jumping off the bed with bare feet, he was afraid that Wen Renjue would repent and grabbed the hem of his clothes, "If you leave me here, I might die."

This is not an exaggeration, he used to like to go out of the king's residence, but nine out of ten times he would encounter accidents and assassinations, how could he not know how dangerous his situation was.

To hug the only reliable person.

He has his own little thoughts, and Wen Ren Jue naturally has his own thoughts.

He is going to the [-]th District alone this time, not only to see the situation, but also because he doesn't want other people to find out his location when he is weak in the [-]th District, but bringing the oil bottle of Baitan means an inevitable trouble .

But since he decided to keep him by his side in the future, remembering his mother's vicious eyes when he was young, he still decided to treat him better.

"It's good for you earlier, so you have to be obedient." Touching the man's chin, Wen Ren Jue said meaningfully.

Bai Tan had a question mark on his face.

"what?"