General, the little emperor ran away [System]

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"

There was no answer several times in a row, and the system couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey, hey, I said you promise to the general."

Hearing the word general, He Ning almost jumped up as if a switch had been pressed suddenly: "General, what general?"

Lin Zhao: "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I need to see your feet."

"No." He Ning shrank his legs subconsciously, only to realize that he was gripped tightly by the opponent, and the place where he hit just now seemed to be a little painful again, "Really, don't bother the general. The imperial doctor will be here in a while. It's alright!"

He Ning suddenly let out a shriek, which made the entire database of the system tremble.

System: "What's wrong?"

He Ning almost cried: "He touched my feet."

System: "...Your foot is injured, if he doesn't check your foot, he might grab your hand."

He Ning felt wronged: "But the imperial physician is coming soon, he..."

Lin Zhao was as careful as possible, but he didn't expect that his clumsy hands would still hurt him, and he frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, is your hand heavy?"

He Ning dared to speak, and shook his head with tears in his eyes: "No." He looked at his feet with pity, as if he would not be his own in the next second.

system:"……"

The rough fingertips scratched his skin, and the goosebumps appeared there almost in pieces. The little emperor tensed his calves, staring at his hands lingering on his insteps with vacillating eyes.

The light blue blood vessels are especially obvious on the white insteps. The little emperor is slender, with thin ankles, and seems to be able to hold it with one hand. Lin Zhao pursed his lips and struggled to look away from his fair feet. Tear off on the calf.

He Ning trembled: "General, I don't seem to be in pain anymore, I should be fine."

Lin Zhao's hot fingertips whirled around his ankle for a while: "Maybe it's a sprain?"

"No way." He Ning turned his ankle slightly, raised his face carefully, "It doesn't hurt, and there is no swelling."

"The emperor's dragon body is important, don't be careless at all. I have good wound medicine here, so you can rest assured to apply it."

He Ning's ankles are really fine, he was just frightened by the general so that he couldn't stand up, but now he is hugged by the general, and his whole body is limp.

"Okay, thank you General, you put it there, I'll be free later..."

"Your Majesty, please bear with me, I need to spread the ointment evenly for you, so that the effect of the medicine can be released faster."

"No need..." He Ning didn't dare to let him do it, but the words of refusal were not finished yet, he raised his face to face General Shang Lin and stared at him in the dark, panicked, He Ning's back collapsed and straightened , and directly poked it into Lin Zhao's arms, "Wipe it on you!"

system:"……"

He Ning was sitting on the edge of the bed, while General Lin squatted on the ground.

He looked down at General Lin from a high position, and suddenly realized that the opponent's hand was so big that it could almost cover his entire foot. No wonder, if his hand was really as small as his own, he couldn't even hold a sword steadily.

There seemed to be extremely thick calluses on the fingertips, which made He Ning a little painful, his skin was hot and itchy, but he didn't dare to move, just stared at General Lin in a daze and helped him apply the medicine.

A faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, and He Ning inhaled subconsciously.

"Rose."

"Ah?" He Ning was startled, and accidentally poked the palm of General Lin's hand with his toe, "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, did I get some medicine, I'll wipe it off for you."

He Ning knelt down and was about to grab his hand, but General Lin grabbed his ankle and froze instantly.

Lin Zhao: "Don't move."

"What, what's wrong?" He looked at General Lin's half-squatting posture slightly weirdly, and shifted his gaze to his face, with the veins on his forehead slightly protruding, He Ning asked with concern, "Is the general not feeling well, the imperial doctor?" , By the way, the imperial doctor will come later, do you want, do you want..." He subconsciously patted the bed under him, "Sit down and rest first."

Seeing that General Lin's face was getting darker, and the strength of the confinement on his ankles was getting stronger, He Ning immediately covered his mouth, a little at a loss—does General Lin not like others paying attention to his body? situation.

Lin Zhao suppressed his voice: "It's okay."

With tears in his eyes, He Ning said, "General, general, my feet."

Lin Zhao immediately let go of his hand: "Holding, I'm sorry, I was rude."

Although it hurt, He Ning didn't dare to lose General Lin's face. Enduring the pain, he looked at the finger prints on his ankle and shook his head obediently: "It's okay, I'm fine."

Seeing General Lin staring at him intently, half of He Ning's body was numb, his whole foot was almost not his own, and he waved his panicked hands: "It's okay, I'm really fine, please don't worry about it, General." superior."

Lin Zhao remained silent, but at least his eyes were averted.

He Ning let out a sigh of relief, and was even more afraid of General Lin. After seeing him for a short time, his back hurt first, and then his feet. He might really be at odds with General Lin.

System: "...!" The face is really big, I only see a real white-fronted tiger with eye-catching eyes and a trembling kitten, thinking of the picture of the confrontation between the two sides.

System: "..." Sorry, I just wanted to laugh.

The foot rested on the general's leg, and the warm touch continued to pass through the skin, and even the temperature continued to rise. He Ning moved his foot uncomfortably, and felt that General Lin's eyes immediately tightened his instep: "It's okay. , you wipe you wipe."

Lin Zhao didn't raise his head in the end: "This is the best medicine in the army. It is specially used to treat bruises. As long as you rub the blood, the redness and swelling will disappear tomorrow."

He Ning poked his head and looked at his feet, except for the fingerprints of the general's grasp, there was no sign of redness or swelling at all.

"Really?" Sensing a slight pause in General Lin's hand, He Ning realized that he had accidentally retracted it, and immediately stretched it out: "Thank you, General."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Zhao's dark eyes locked on him immediately: "This is what I should do."

"..." He Ning was an ostrich in an instant, his head was almost retracted into his body, and tears were streaming from his heart.

Ahhh, what on earth is the general going to do, what kind of medicine did he give himself, will he still see his white and tender feet tomorrow morning.

System: "..." Inexplicably feeling the weird atmosphere.

System: "In my opinion, the general is actually quite a nice person."

He Ning burst into tears: "If you don't have anything to show courteousness, you can either rape or steal. The general must have a conspiracy."

Just as he was talking, the prime minister coughed and brought the imperial doctor in.

The old doctor who was stroking his beard stepped forward to take a closer look, looked at He Ning, then at Lin Zhao, then at the ointment bottle on one side, sniffed it twice, and said slowly: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, the general has already served for the Emperor. Get good wound medicine, and it will be better tomorrow morning." After a pause, he glanced at General Lin who was arranging his clothes, and added, "It's just that you should not use too much force on your ankles during this period, so as not to cause secondary injuries. .”

The ankles were held by General Lin for so long, and he lost consciousness for a long time. He saw the tears in the eyes of the imperial doctor kindly, and they firmly did not fall: "Okay, I get it, I will rub it tonight."

The imperial doctor glanced at the skin that had been worn red with embarrassment: "Your Majesty, let's rest."

He Ning: "...!"

He Ning lowered his head and said yes nonchalantly, glanced at General Lin who was still staring at his feet without any trace, and lifted the quilt to cover him.

Nothing serious, the prime minister was relieved, and the general stayed to take care of him, while he sent the imperial physician out.

He and the general were the only two left in the dormitory, and there was an awkward silence. He Ning clutched the sheets under his body, and dryly thanked him: "It's really thanks to the general today, but I'm a little tired now, and I want to rest .”

He moved his butt back little by little, lay down slowly, and said with regret: "If the general has something to do, please ask the general to go to the prime minister." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes directly, his eyelashes still For fear of blinking merriment.

Feeling General Lin's gaze poking his face, He Ning felt that he could hardly hold back the indifferent expression on his face, and would cry directly in the next moment, his hands under the quilt clenched tightly, his nails were almost stuck into the heart.

It's not that I won't let you rub it, it's the imperial physician who dismantled you. Don't hold grudges against me, go find imperial physician Lin!

The little emperor's chin was trembling slightly, and his cheeks were bulging tightly, for fear of making any noise accidentally, and he felt that the air seemed to be stagnant in his nervousness.

The tips of He Ning's ears moved, and he heard General Lin's soft voice: "This is a special medicine in the army, and it really needs to be rubbed open to be effective. Don't worry, the wound will be fine tomorrow morning."

Inexplicably hearing the embarrassing explanation, He Ning pursed his lips, not daring to open his eyes, and said with a trembling voice, "Thank you, General."

There was no movement for a long time, but I could clearly feel that General Lin was still in the room, even looking at him. He Ning almost couldn't help but lift the quilt, why didn't he leave!

The system was also curious: "What's going on with General Lin? What is he looking at?"

He Ning: "Look, look, look at the bed under me, it's a dragon bed after all."

"Huh?" The system was surprised, "What's so interesting about the dragon bed."

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful. After the ceremony that day, there were still many people staring at the dragon chair I was sitting on." He Ning barely suppressed the expected fear, "Maybe the general wants to experience it too."

The system is clear: "No wonder, I watched a lot of TV shows saying that someone hid a dragon robe at home, and I thought it was too fake, who would leave such a big bomb at home, it turns out that there is really this kind of eagerness of."

"Your Majesty." Hearing the Prime Minister's call, He Ning subconsciously closed his eyes even tighter, and vaguely heard General Lin's footsteps going out, and he suddenly relaxed.

He Ning: "Finally out, I feel like I can't breathe."

The system opened a new game and sneered: "As for it." Seeing the slightly distorted expression on his face after he calmed down, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

He Ning shook his head: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt very much." In fact, there was nothing wrong with it at first, but General Lin's hands were too rough, and after rubbing it, there was a burning pain.

The system smiled: "Okay, you, I thought you were a beauty and a little idiot, who couldn't be knocked and couldn't be touched. I didn't expect you to endure it for so long. I just thought that today is estimated to be full of gold, but I haven't cried until now." .”

The little emperor rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, grinned and carefully stretched his already stiff legs, finally laying down comfortably.

"When you are really sad, you can't cry. You will get used to it. The tears you show to them may help me achieve some goals, but the tears you show to me are useless and will hold me back."

system:"……"

He was very nervous just now, and He Ning became sleepy after lying down for a while, and immediately fell asleep without conscience and even snored a little.

Looking at his brows that were still frowning even when he fell asleep, the system stared at its own database in a daze. Acting, when is the truth revealed.

But even so, it still wants to protect him as much as possible, maybe this is true love, the system has no choice but to let go.