[Quick Pass] Perfect Raiders

Wei Xun is really good at pushing an inch. Song Jin is a little gentler, and Wei Xun pushes his nose even more.

Song Jin's tenderness does not lie in how well he serves, but in his eyes. Although he is also serving Wei Xun, his eyes are focused and gentle, which is different from usual.It's easy to get confused if you stare for a long time, and then fall into the gentle country.

Song Jin found that the little emperor was staring at him blankly, and his cheeks were still flushed, so he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Uncle Jin, what do couples do when they have weddings in the bridal chamber?" Wei Xun asked ignorantly.

"Yin and Yang reconcile, and Wushan is cloudy and rainy."

"I don't quite understand." Wei Xun blushed and shook his head.

Song Jin lost a copy of Erotic Palace.

Wei Xun stopped reading after turning two pages, and Song Jin also felt a little embarrassed.

There was a thunderbolt outside the window, and the thunderstorm fell in an instant, making the windows rattle.

Song Jin went to close the window, and then ordered the people outside to heat up the floor heater.

Every time there is a thunderstorm, Wei Xun's bones will hurt badly. On the last thunderstorm night, Wei Xun was half dead, but before today there was no abnormality...

Usually, Wei Xun's body can be used as a weather forecaster. When it rains, his bones will hurt in advance.

Wei Xun's forehead was already dripping with sweat, and his face was a little pale. "Song Jin, come here."

Song Jin half-kneeled under the bed to wipe the sweat off Wei Xun's forehead.

"Song Jin, come up, I'm so cold."

"Song Jin, come up."

"Come up..."

Song Jin hugged him once, lying sideways outside Wei Xun's bed, and was hugged tightly by Wei Xun.

It was really cold, his limbs were like ice cubes, the floor heating was very hot, Song Jin was sweating, Wei Xun seemed to have grasped the straw, and hugged Song Jin's warm limbs tightly.

Although this is the case, that little strength is nothing to Song Jin, and he can break it apart with a wave of his hand.

"Uncle Jin, don't go."

"I feel so cold."

Wei Xun closed his eyes and pressed his face against Song Jin's chest.

"Bring medicine to His Majesty."

The little eunuch outside hurried away after hearing the words.

Song Jin wiped the fine sweat from Wei Xun's forehead, thinking of what the late emperor asked, "Song Jin, do you regret this step?"

"Although I will die forever, I will not regret it." Song Jin said so at the time, but now seeing Wei Xun's pitiful appearance, he felt a little regretful in his heart.

Song Jin hugged Wei Xun in her arms, resting her chin on the top of Wei Xun's head, her mind was full of things from her childhood.

Before the age of six, the family is harmonious, the parents are loving, the brothers and sisters are united and friendly, innocent and ignorant of world affairs, and peaceful and happy without worry.

The same is true for Wei Xun, who stopped at the age of six.

He is much more miserable than Wei Xun, now that he can still feel sorry for Wei Xun here, who in this world would feel sorry for Song Jin?

After the medicine was brought, Song Jin took a sip first, the pungent smell of blood was gone, and the ingredients of the medicine had also changed.

"Where did you get the medicine?"

"It's the prescription that Imperial Physician Qin came up with. Other imperial physicians say it's good. It's milder than the original medicine, and it's better for Your Majesty's health." Song Jin nodded. The eunuch's wealth and name are all in his hands, and there is no betrayal. Any chance, and currently no party wants the emperor to die.

Song Jin took another sip and let the little eunuch go out after making sure that there was no problem with the medicine. He came to help pour the medicine in a simple and rude way.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xun didn't follow the routine today. As soon as Song Jin sat on the bed, Wei Xun rushed forward, kissed Song Jin's lips with green movements, and searched for the entrance clumsily.

It was the first time for Song Jin to be kissed at such an age, and she froze there stiffly, holding the medicine bowl in her hand very steadily, without spilling a drop, but the medicine in her mouth caused Wei Xun to stir up the world.

"Why is it still so painful?"

Song Jin didn't know how to react, but Jun blushed and looked very embarrassed, and he put down the medicine bowl and was about to leave.

"Uncle Jin, feed me the medicine, it's so bitter." Wei Xun softened his voice and grabbed Song Jin's sleeve.

Back then, if she begged like this, Song Jin would obediently stay and feed Wei Xun medicine, and today is no exception.

"Song Jin, don't go."

Weak and pale, with an inexplicable stubbornness and madness when he looked over, Wei Xun's eyes were red, and he was desperately sober.

Song Jin didn't leave, and fed Wei Xun the medicine with a bowl.Wei Xun deeply understood the reason not to act too hastily, and after being fed the medicine by Song Jin in a proper manner, he had already returned to his usual calm appearance.

"Uncle Jin, I don't want to get married, I just want to be with you."

"Your Majesty is ill." Song Jin put away the medicine bowl, looked down at Wei Xun, looked straight into his eyes, and tried to find some unexpected information.

But those eyes were clean, without any emotion.

The prescription was prescribed by Wei Xun, and several people were involved in the process, and now he drank it in his mouth, and he knows the effect of the medicine best.

Song Jin was caught by Wei Xun again, and kissed him, caring about Wei Xun's body, Song Jin was careful even when struggling.

"Am I going to die?"

Wei Xun's body was getting colder and colder, Song Jin let him kiss like this, he was a little panicked for the first time, maybe something went wrong with changing the dressing today, is Wei Xun going to die...

The time spent together in the past suddenly piled up in Song Jin's mind, disorganized, but Wei Xun was everywhere.Wei Xun when he was a child, Wei Xun who grew up, Song Jin never left Wei Xun for half of his life.

Song Jin touched Wei Xun's pulse, it gradually weakened, his heart was clenched suddenly, a kind of fine-grained pain spread up, more of it was loneliness, the loneliness of nothingness.

Wei Xun's kiss had become weak, Song Jin put his internal energy into Wei Xun's body, trying to awaken some vitality.

"Go and call the imperial physicians, all the imperial physicians!"

Song Jin didn't know how flustered his tone was, and his usually flat facial expression was a little unspeakably sad at this moment.

"You are still young, you will not die."

"Liar, when I die, you can do whatever you want."

"I haven't tortured enough, I haven't taken revenge yet, you can't die."

"Then I'm going to die, I don't want to be tortured by you." Wei Xun spoke weakly, annoyed Song Jin.

"Since you are determined to die, I will burn more paper money for you."

"I don't want paper money, burn yourself to me."

Seeing that Wei Xun's speech became more and more clear and his pulse became more and more stable, as if he was about to die, Song Jin moved him from his lap to the big soft pillow on the bed.

Feel cheated.

"This medicine is good. Your Majesty will recuperate carefully, and you can expect to recover." An old doctor stroked his beard.

After a group of imperial doctors chattered and praised how useful the new prescription was, Song Jin snorted coldly.

"I haven't seen you come up with any prescriptions for more than ten years, only Qin Taiyi has some use."

Physician Qin stroked his beard when he heard the words, and said modestly, "I am ashamed and dare not be responsible. It is because of my colleagues who taught me well."

Wei Xun rolled his eyes silently, old guy, there are so many dramas.

Tonight, I have tested a little bit, and Song Jin is not hard-hearted.

The thunderstorm had stopped, Wei Xun's condition had stabilized, the room was extremely hot, Wei Xun opened his chest, and Song Jin pulled his clothes back.

Now Song Jin's expression is a little strange, it seems that she has become angry from embarrassment, her movements are much tougher and rougher, but her thoughts are often empty.

In just one night, the atmosphere between the two became strange.