Ugly Nuer

Cheng Huan froze, and hurriedly jumped off Xuanyuan Lin's body, only to see that they had been absurd for a while, and they didn't enter the inner room. Now the arhat bed is quite unsightly.

But Xuanyuan Lin didn't care about these things, as soon as he stretched out his hand to hold him, his face darkened again, and Cheng Huan hurriedly returned to his senses and explained: "I didn't hide, I didn't hide."

Under Xuanyuan Lin's staring gaze, he moved back step by step, until he was close to Xuanyuan Lin's body, the other party's gaze eased, and he finally paid attention to Lin Feng who was still kneeling on the ground.

"What is he doing?"

When he was talking, Cheng Huan sneaked a look at him out of the corner of his eye. Seeing his displeasure on his face, he was both happy and puzzled: "Are you... still arguing?"

Xuanyuan Lin frowned, there was really nothing he could do about him: "Why should I quarrel with him? If you don't want to see him, I will not allow him to enter the palace in the future."

"Ugh?"

Cheng Huan rubbed his ears, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

Lin Feng said cautiously: "The servant invites Mr. Chen to go back?"

Xuanyuan Lin looked at Cheng Huan: "What do you think?"

"I, I said?"

Cheng Huan was so surprised that he started to stutter unconsciously. He scratched his head without embarrassment, looked around, and saw that no one else was there, so he leaned over and whispered to him: "He's not here, why are you still like this? .”

Xuanyuan Lin couldn't understand, who is he?

The more Cheng Huan thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong: "Aren't you reconciled? I saw you let him out on the day of the Hundred Days Banquet... If you don't let me out of the palace, I can go to the Tai Chi Hall..."

This sentence made Xuanyuan Lin change his face again: "You are here, you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Cheng Huan curled his lips: "I don't."

He didn't want to watch Xuanyuan Lin and Chen Rong's erotic palace here.

Lin Feng's whole body trembled when he was bluffed by his words, wishing to dig a hole and get into the ground, but Xuanyuan Lin didn't get angry, just kept a sullen face and didn't say a word.

Cheng Huan pursed his lips, and after a moment of stalemate, he still disarmed and surrendered, angrily said: "If you don't go out, you won't go out, and if I don't go out, he won't even think about coming in."

Xuanyuan Lin's expression immediately eased, and he glanced at Lin Feng: "Just follow his words."

Both of them were a little surprised, and Cheng Huan bit his lips: "You can think about it, Chen Rong is so narrow-minded, I don't know how long this grudge will last, and he won't go to the dragon bed..."

Xuanyuan Lin frowned: "My dragon bed, do you think anyone can get on it?"

Cheng Huan blinked, feeling that he didn't quite understand, but Lin Feng had already bowed and retreated out. He caught a glimpse of the shadow out of the corner of his eye, and forgot about it, feeling anxious: "Lin Feng is going to pass on a message, turn around and you Make a fuss, don't take it out on me."

He stabbed Xuanyuan Lin's heart with a knife, and his heart ached again. He lost the strength to talk to him again, and said loudly, "Let's pass on the meal."

Not long after, Lin Feng came in and said that the food was ready, Cheng Huan hurried out, but only saw a few soups and porridges on the table, and there were no other delicacies.

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to vent your anger on me? Why did you stop eating meat?"

Xuanyuan Lin was so angry that he sighed, and raised his hand to rub his forehead.

Lin Feng couldn't stand it any longer, and explained in a low voice: "Eunuch Cheng, you have been in a coma for two or three days, and you haven't eaten in between. It is only reasonable to warm up your stomach with soup and porridge first."

Cheng Huan made a bitter face, and secretly shook his head at him: "That's the nobleman's method, I don't need it, I am very strong, and I will be fine after a good meal."

Lin Feng laughed and pretended not to hear.

Cheng Huan glanced at Xuanyuan Lin, saw that he didn't look dissatisfied at all, sighed in his heart, grabbed Lin Feng and continued to grind: "Then I will drink the porridge, can't he also drink the porridge?"

Lin Feng felt that the hand held by Cheng Huan seemed to be on fire, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were so hot that he hurt, so he quickly pulled his hand out: "Elder-in-law, the emperor has a disharmony between his spleen and stomach. Since you don't think about eating and drinking, naturally you have to think about your diet."

Xuanyuan Lin coughed suddenly, Lin Feng shut his mouth quickly, Cheng Huan looked at Lin Feng blankly, then at Xuanyuan Lin, dragged the stool over, and stared at him eagerly.

"Do you think I'm dead...so sad?"

Xuanyuan Lin didn't say anything, just pushed a bowl of porridge over, Cheng Huan grabbed the spoon and stirred it, seeing the heat wafting out, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he knew that Xuanyuan Lin never had the same passion for him as he did for him, but he could compare his heart to his heart, if Xuanyuan Lin was in front of him...

He was a little out of breath, obviously he hadn't eaten anything, but his chest was extremely congested, and the desire to vomit came as soon as he said it. He turned pale, stood up in a panic, and poked on the corridor to retch.

Xuanyuan Lin hurriedly followed, patted his back gently, and told Lin Feng to go to announce the imperial physician.Cheng Huan shook his head: "It seems to be fine, but I feel a little nauseous, but I can't vomit."

He shook his body, staggered two steps back, and sat down on the ground, feeling that the scene in front of him was all fancy, and he finally understood what it meant to be spinning.

"Oh, I'm a little dizzy..."

Xuanyuan Lin picked him up carefully.Cheng Huan leaned on his chest to listen to his heartbeat, it was lively and powerful, Xuanyuan Lin was still a living person.

Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't have much strength, the pain and suffocation just now had subsided.

"I seem to be fine... Maybe my legs were weak from hunger just now."

Xuanyuan Lin was not at ease, but it was true that Cheng Huan hadn't eaten for a few days, and he was weak now, so it was normal for him to react more violently than ordinary people.

"Okay, let's have porridge first."

He was talking, but he refused to put Cheng Huan down, so Cheng Huan also pretended not to notice, sat in his arms and ate with peace of mind, and laughed while eating: "I used to dream like this."

Xuanyuan Lin's eyes became condensed, he raised his hand to rub his messy bun, stroked his hair casually, and tied the bun for him again.

Cheng Huan raised his hand to touch it, and said pleasantly, "The emperor's hair is really well done."

Xuanyuan Lin laughed: "If it wasn't for you being lazy and refusing to get up early to serve, why should I do these trivial things."

Cheng Huan was a little unhappy, he was not lazy, when he couldn't get up, it was obviously because Xuanyuan Lin was too busy.

Xuanyuan Lin wrapped his arms around his waist suddenly: "If you like it, I will comb your hair every day from now on."

Cheng Huan's heart trembled, no matter how stupid he was, he could still hear the meaning of these words, but... Is this what Xuanyuan Lin said?How could he say such things to himself?

"Are... are you confused?"

He lied to Xuanyuan Lin for so long, forcing the dignified Ninth Five-Year Lord to feed and dress him every day, and in the end he wanted to feign death and escape...

With Xuanyuan Lin's temperament, it would be kind to not cut him into pieces. He thought that this time he would have to peel off his skin, but he didn't expect to be able to sit safely in his arms and drink porridge.

I also heard him say something like this to himself...

He tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch Xuanyuan Lin's head, but if it didn't feel hot, he turned to pinch his thigh, but he hesitated when he got there, what if it was a dream and he pinched himself awake?

So he took his hand back again, struggled a bit, and raised his hand to pinch Xuanyuan Lin's face.

Xuanyuan Lin: "???"

Seeing that he didn't respond, Cheng Huan's hand ran all the way from his cheek to his chest, and tried to get in through the lapel of his clothes to lighten him.

Xuanyuan Lin: "..."

Lin Feng came in with the imperial physician, and when he looked up, he saw this scene, and quickly stopped the imperial physician, asking him to wait outside.

Xuanyuan Lin had no choice but to reach out and grab Cheng Huan's paw: "I still have some papers to read, so stop messing around."

Cheng Huan only thought that he was going to leave now, so he quickly brought porridge to him. Seeing that he frowned and drank it, he quickly showed a flattering smile: "Can I go with you?"

"It's hot outside, you stay here well."

Cheng Huan still wanted to talk, but he rolled his eyes and shut up.

"His body has been taken care of by you, so be sure to do your best."

Xuanyuan Lin ordered Yuanzheng to go into the inner room to change clothes. Yuanzheng wanted to check Cheng Huan's pulse, but he trotted after Xuanyuan Lin.

As soon as he entered the inner room, he felt that the surroundings were chilly, the sky was bright and bright, and there was actually a lamp lit inside. The arm-thick candle had already accumulated a thick layer of candle tears, obviously it had been burned for a long time.

In the emperor's bedroom, there was dust on the table, and what's even weirder, the bed curtains were hanging down.

Cheng Huan looked at Xuanyuan Lin's back behind the screen, sneaked towards the dragon bed, and then lifted the bed curtain suddenly - there was nothing inside.

He was stunned, there was nothing here, why didn't he close the tent?

Xuanyuan Lin remained silent behind the screen for a long time, Cheng Huan couldn't wait any longer, went around the screen to find him, but saw him standing motionless, like a stone.

Cheng Huan was stunned for a moment, and called him in a low voice like a cat meowing, Xuanyuan Lin's body trembled suddenly, his eyes were astonishingly bright, Cheng Huan was caught off guard and took a step back in fright.

"Cheng Huan?"

Cheng Huan quickly responded, thinking that the sun is so good and the room is very bright, why look at himself with such uncertain eyes?Could it be that he is much uglier now than before?

Xuanyuan Lin walked over with strides, raised his arms and hugged Cheng Huan into his arms. He felt that it would be difficult for him to get out of the Daming Palace today.

However, Cheng Huan struggled out of his arms, raised his hand to undress him, and waited for him to change his clothes: "How long will it take for the emperor to go to the imperial study?"

Xuanyuan Lin's heart trembled: "Are you in a hurry to leave?"

Cheng Huan was inexplicably asked, and he shook his head when he was in a hurry: "I just want to ask how long it will take."

"Will you wait for me to come back?"

Cheng Huan looked away guiltily, he didn't intend to stay in the Daming Palace honestly, but this kind of thing can't be said, so he still nodded.

Xuanyuan Lin heaved a sigh of relief, changed his clothes and led Cheng Huan out, he seemed completely unaware of what was wrong with the inner room, and only told him: "Let them change into a new mattress and rest."

Cheng Huan still had the idea of ​​sneaking to the imperial study in his heart, so he didn't say a word.

Xuanyuan Lin held his hand tightly, and it took him a long time to let go, but his eyes were still on Cheng Huan and he couldn't move away. Cheng Huan felt uncomfortable when he looked at him. It's sad to watch.

He had no choice but to urge Xuanyuan Lin to leave quickly.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't say a word, and went to the gate of the palace in silence, but turned to look at him again: "You said you want to wait for me to come back."

Cheng Huan thought I wouldn't, I would secretly go to the Imperial Study to find you, so he was very insincere when he nodded.

Xuanyuan Lin didn't know if he saw it, his lips moved, but he didn't speak, turned and left.

As soon as he left, Cheng Huan's heart was empty, and he was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and he saw that everything was not pleasing to his eyes.

"You guys are bullying him for his good temper. Why is the inner room so dirty that you don't take care of it?"

Lin Feng was leading people to change the quilts. Hearing the words, he hurriedly called for grievances, and said with a wry smile: "Slaves don't dare to take this charge. Since the day of the prince and princess's hundred-day banquet, the emperor has not allowed anyone to enter this inner room. Even if he comes back every day, he can only come in." Resting outside, the slaves are no match for Mr. Cheng, so how dare they persuade him."

Cheng Huan felt that he was deceiving himself. What does the Hundred Days Banquet have to do with the inner room of the Daming Palace?Where can Xuanyuan Lin stay on the bed and sleep on the narrow arhat bed?

With such a slender figure, how sad it would be to spend the night in this bed...

"I'm not going to file a complaint. If you're lazy, you're lazy, and you still refuse to admit it..."

Cheng Huan muttered, busy sweeping the dust.Lin Feng invited him out so that the hospital could diagnose the pulse, and then sent the little eunuch to fetch medicine and decoct it, and then he dragged Cheng Huan into the inner hall to talk to him.

"Eunuch Cheng, this slave shouldn't be meddling with the master's affairs, but Eunuch Zhang is kind to the slave, and he told the slave to take good care of the emperor. Don't blame the slave for talking too much."

Cheng Huan scratched his head, took a rag to wipe the dust on the desk, and said casually, "Say what you have to say, and I won't say it."

Lin Feng was a little upset, but he could only hold back: "The emperor does not allow others to enter this inner room. There is only one reason. You were diagnosed with a fatal pulse by the imperial doctor on this dragon bed."