Is the prince abolished today?

Chapter 56 Sending the proposition

Before stepping back, the old servant hesitated and said, "Then, does the Marquis need...?"

He could see that Wei Zhao's robe was half wet.

Wei Zhao said, "No need, I will call you if I have something to do."

"Yes." The old waiter didn't dare to say any more, bowed and retreated, and went to the imperial dining room to urge ginger soup.

On the soft couch, the boy's forehead was burning hot, his lips were chapped, obviously he had a high fever.As soon as the old servant left, the slightly arched back obviously relaxed a lot, turned over, curled up tightly like a kitten, and fell asleep on the couch.

Probably really exhausted, the boy's breathing quickly became long and even.

Wei Zhao's eyes once again fell on the youth's translucent snow gown that was close to his skin. He already had a fever. If he just sleeps in the soaked gown all night, the consequences will be disastrous.Wei Zhao frowned, ignoring whether a certain brat was getting angry or not, so he stretched out his hand and forcibly dragged him into his arms from the corner.

The young man was in a deep sleep, his dream was interrupted for no reason, he immediately wrinkled his nose and snorted heavily, struggling hard.It's a pity that the two hands clamping his body were like iron tongs, no matter how he struggled or made troubles, they were firmly bound in place and did not move.

"Don't move any more."

Because both of them were drenched, even through the cloth, they could feel the touch of skin to skin more clearly than ever before, especially the little boy had a fever, his body was scalding hot, it was already scorching, but Rubbing back and forth on his legs in an unscrupulous manner.Wei Zhao was so angry that he was rubbed against him, and his body also had some strange reactions, so he couldn't help but drink a little angrily.

Probably frightened by his stern scolding, the boy's body stiffened abruptly, and his eyelashes trembled accordingly. However, after being honest for a moment, the boy snorted unconvinced again, as if he was complaining about why The villain who disturbed his dream still dared to scold him, and twisted and twisted in his arms even harder.

At this moment, the dry heat that was just about to move quickly climbed up like a beast that broke out of its cage, violently impacting the limbs and bones as well as the blood in the body.Wei Zhao clearly felt that the lower abdomen had changed from the original heat to swelling, as if there was a stove burning inside, the flames were obviously going to dry up the bones and blood, but the heat couldn't escape.

"Don't move any more."

Wei Zhao stared at the soft body in his arms with red eyes, and in anger, he withdrew his right palm and pinched the young man's waist forcefully, warning in a low and hoarse voice.

"Ugh..."

The young man suffered from pain, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to break away the iron palm clamping his waist, but the palm seemed to be made of iron, the harder he tried to break it, the tighter it was.The boy frowned in pain, and in the end, he scratched like crazy.The back of Wei Zhao's hand was scratched with several bloodstains by the little claws, and he was inexplicably agitated, so he simply cut the boy's arms backwards with his other hand.

"Huh? Still making trouble?"

Wei Zhao gently squeezed the boy's waist and asked in a deep voice.

"Ugh..."

The body was completely restrained, unable to struggle anymore, the young man opened his eyes and looked at Wei Zhao in a dazed way. His eyes were red, and there was still a layer of water in his star pupils. He felt extremely wronged.

"Do you still dare to move?"

Wei Zhao asked again in a deep voice, and tapped lightly on the amputated limb with two fingers of his right hand, as if to pinch again. .

The boy's body trembled violently, and he shook his head quickly.

"Oh, don't dare to move around anymore." Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows again: "Then will you change clothes obediently?"

The boy shook his head at first.

"Ugh..."

It was only after getting a kick on the waist that he suddenly realized something was wrong, and immediately nodded quickly.

Wei Zhao laughed, "Should I change it or not?"

The boy took a deep breath and nodded obediently.

Convinced that the brat didn't dare to mess around anymore, Wei Zhao let go of his hands, hugged him onto the couch, and quickly peeled off the soaked snow robe on the boy.

Under the light of the candlelight, the young man's skin was white and translucent like jade, coupled with his beautiful eyes like stars and black hair as soft as satin, he looked like an elf who had fallen into the world.

Wei Zhao was stunned, unable to move his eyes for a while, when another thunderbolt rolled over the roof of the hall, the little boy on the couch trembled violently, Wei Zhaofang suddenly came back to his senses, turned around and picked up the towel prepared by the old servant, and put it under the hot water Twist it, and wipe the little boy's body carefully.Wiping it all the way from the neck, the young man was very obedient and cooperative, only dodging twice when it touched the waist and knees.

Wei Zhao fished the person up to him and took a look. Sure enough, there were two more blue bruises on the side of the waist, and below the knees, there was a patch of bruises, obviously from kneeling.Wei Zhao has seen this little boy's delicacy more than once, so he was not too surprised. He just took a hot towel and applied it to the two places for a while, then took safflower oil, melted it in his palm, and carefully treated the little boy. Press and rub the silt.

Wei Zhaojiu was in the army, so he was very experienced in dealing with such bruises. Perhaps he felt comfortable after being massaged by him. The young man's eyes gradually became sleepy, and his eyelids fought for a while, then he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep again. past.

After rubbing the bruises, Wei Zhao continued to dry the boy's body and black hair, and put on clean clothes.When the back was rubbed, Wei Zhao didn't know what was causing it, so he paid special attention to it, but saw that the young man's back was smooth and white like a jade carving, unbelievably beautiful, and there was no imprint on it that shouldn't be there.

It was raining and thundering outside the hall, but inside the hall it was rare to be warm and harmonious.

The old housekeeper thoughtfully prepared two bowls of ginger soup, and also specially put brown sugar for warming up.

Wei Zhao thanked him and poured half a bowl for Mu Yun first.After suffering just now, although the young man frowned and was extremely reluctant, he opened his mouth obediently in cooperation with Wei Zhao, and swallowed the remaining half of the bowl.

Wei Zhao ordered the old servant to find a thick blanket for Mu Yun to wrap.After drinking the ginger soup, he sweated for a while, and the boy's body temperature slowly dropped.

After working for a while, Wei Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up another bowl of ginger soup and drank it, then picked up a book and sat by the couch to watch.

……

When Emperor Changping received the news and arrived, the rain was coming to an end, and the sky was completely dark.

Wei Zhao wanted to salute, but was held down by Emperor Changping: "Thanks to Qing's timely appearance today, otherwise, I would have made a big mistake."

Emperor Changping looked at the young man who was sleeping on the couch, feeling a burst of heartache and remorse.

Wei Zhaodao: "Your Majesty is relieved, His Highness is just exposed to the rain and cold, and has a little fever. I have fed him ginger soup, so it should be fine."

"Okay, Aiqing has worked hard today, Aiqing will go back to the mansion earlier to rest, and the prince will be taken care of by me!"

Emperor Changping was full of confidence, and said a little fortunately.

On the way here, his heart was hanging in his throat, for fear that he would meet a prince who exploded, an angry prince, a prince who showed him face, or a prince who ignored him at all.

But when he entered the door of the cabinet hall and saw a well-behaved prince sleeping on the couch, Emperor Changping almost let out a long sigh of relief.It’s okay, okay, his prince is still asleep, he can’t blow his hair, and he can’t make a bad face for him, as long as he seizes the opportunity to perform well, when his prince wakes up tomorrow, he sees a man who has stayed up all night in a sleepless night. When I was a good father in front of the bed, I would definitely forgive him!

With such a beautiful vision in mind, Emperor Changping came to the couch, rolled up his sleeves and was about to carry his prince back to Chengqing Hall.

"His Majesty--"

Wei Zhao suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed. Unfortunately, the young man on the couch had reacted faster and more quickly than him. Just as Emperor Changping stretched out his hand, he suddenly opened his eyes, holding the cheap father's hand in both hands. Dragging his arm down, he opened his mouth and bit it.

"His Majesty!"

"hiss……"

Emperor Changping was so painful that he doubted his life, and wanted to pull his arm away, but the young man was like a little wolf dog biting a fleshy bone, holding his arm tightly with both hands, his nails almost digging into the flesh of his arm, biting even more frantically, No matter what, he refused to let go.

Wang Fulai and the other servants who came with Emperor Changping were so frightened that they didn't dare to stop them if they wanted to stop them, or dare to fight them if they wanted to fight them, and they all circled around the bed anxiously.In the end, it was Wei Zhao who ran forward in time and forced the biting boy down.

The servants hurried forward to check on His Majesty's injuries.

Emperor Changping held his injured arm, breathed in, and looked at the well-behaved and harmless prince who had returned to Wei Zhao's arms, and said in disbelief, "What, what's going on?"

Could it be that his prince has hated him so far?Even when she noticed him approaching in her sleep, she wanted to retaliate against him like this.

In fact, Wei Zhao couldn't explain clearly why this little brat would bite everyone but not him, so he could only say: "When His Highness is sick, he doesn't seem to like people approaching him very much. He has just bitten one of the ministers in the cabinet. Old servant."

Emperor Changping immediately became sour: "Then why Qing..."

"Probably because I'm a military commander, and I have a strong sense of swordsmanship on my body, so His Highness is afraid in his heart."

Wei Zhao said without changing his face.

He has never believed in the theory that chaotic power blames gods, but for the first time in his life, he feels that it is not bad to use it occasionally.

"Oh."

Emperor Changping nodded suspiciously, and said distastefully: "That is to say, now only Qing can help me carry the prince back to my palace?"

Wei Zhao: "..."

Wei Zhao: "Probably... right..."

"Oh. I'm going to trouble you then."

Although he has always been in awe of the theory of strange powers and chaotic gods, Emperor Changping still couldn't help but feel sad, especially when he saw his crown prince obediently let Wei Zhao hug him, without any resistance, and buried his little head in Wei Zhao's arms when.

Alas, when will his prince be able to rely on him so wholeheartedly.

……

The next day, Mu Yun woke up in the warm sunlight.

Opening his eyes, the hateful face of the cheap father came into view without warning.

"The prince is awake?"

Emperor Changping showed a big and loving smile, full of flattery.

"Humph!"

The boy turned his head, closed his eyes tightly, and ignored him.

Emperor Changping: "..."

Emperor Changping cleared his throat, and said more flatteringly: "Prince, don't be angry with me. I was late yesterday because of a very important matter, so I couldn't arrive in time. I promise, there will never be any more troubles." Once."

Ah.

The boy sneered in his heart.

I'd rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than my cheap father's mouth.

Seeing that his prince still refused to talk to him, and curled his lips in disdain, Emperor Changping decided to take out the last big move-to sell miserably.

"The prince should also be considerate and considerate of me. Although I was careless yesterday and let the prince kneel in the rain for so long, in order to take care of the injured prince, I stayed up all night. I wiped the prince's body and rubbed the wound for the prince. , and even fed ginger syrup to the prince himself. The prince is lucky, not only did he not appreciate it, he even bit me hard, alas, I am really the most pitiful emperor in the world!"

Mu Yun:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Mu Yun turned his face away in disbelief, and said in a particularly shocked way: "Yes, it was the wound you massaged for me? But how do I remember..."

"The prince must have made a mistake."

In order to win back his crown prince's heart as soon as possible, Emperor Changping decided to be shameless for a while and take the credit first.

Mu Yun was in a bad mood: "Then, who brought me back..."

"Of course it's me!"

The boy closed his eyes helplessly.

Emperor Changping, who was still waiting for praise from Baba: "..."

This, what kind of expression is this, the co-author even despises him as the emperor father.

"Then father, can you tell my son that my father has massaged some wounds for my son?"

In an instant, the boy suddenly opened his eyes again, with a sullen face, clenched his fists, and asked coolly.

Emperor Changping was keenly aware that this seemed to be a proposition.

But as a majestic emperor, no matter how guilty he is, he must maintain a steady speech rate and a powerful tone.So Emperor Changping said loudly: "It goes without saying, it's naturally on the knee!"