That emperor wants to gay me

"Tomorrow is the Queen Mother's birthday?"

Han Yuxi looked at Liu Fuyi with some doubts, but still explained: "Yes, it's the queen mother's birthday, and tomorrow is the tenth year of peace talks between Nanning and Beichen, so the queen mother's birthday this year is quite grand."

Liu Fuyi nodded thoughtfully.

Zuo Anming looked at Liu Fuyi's question, and said curiously: "What? Brother Fuyi also wants to participate? Or do you mean you can't meet any girl you like?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Fuyi stretched out his hand and patted the back of Zuo Anming's head. Although his strength was not heavy, Zuo Anming couldn't help but groaned.

Zuo Anming raised his face and retorted: "What are you doing? Am I wrong?"

Liu Fuyi smiled and said nothing.

—Is it possible that you are right?I will not change my mind for Yuyu.

Zuo Anming obviously didn't see any trace of loneliness on Han Yuxi's face.

He...does he still like women?But why does he still treat me like this?Probing?Or is there no attempt?But what good can I do to him?As a dying person like me, what value can I use?Han Yuxi thought to herself.

With a dismal laugh, he said: "What? You still don't allow your elder brother Fuyi to find a wife?"

"How is it possible? I wish he could find a wife. Look at him. He is such a big man, and he is still single. I am thinking about his future happiness." Zuo Anming also specially emphasized the tone of "happiness".

——An'er, do you know that my happiness is to see your brother happy!

The rain outside had stopped at some point, and the sun passed through the clouds and fell to the ground. It was another clear sunny day, but the three people in the room had their own thoughts.

"An'er, your brother just woke up, go and get some porridge for your brother."

"Okay, then I'll go, my brother will ask Brother Fuyi first."

Liu Fuyi nodded, watched Zuo Anming leave the room, and then let out a long breath.

——Finally, I can get alone with Yuyu for a while.

Suddenly he and Liu Fuyi were left in the room, Han Yuxi suddenly felt a little awkward, and after a while, said: "Actually... I'm not hungry."

"I know, I just have something to say to you." After speaking, Liu Fuyi looked directly into Han Yuxi's eyes.

As soon as she met Liu Fuyi's fiery eyes, Han Yuxi suddenly felt her heart beat faster.

He...he wouldn't want to...

Maybe God just likes to tease people. Han Yuxi was already ready to accept what happened next, but she saw Liu Fuyi take out a medicine bottle from her arms.

"I just prepared this this morning. If you encounter a sudden situation, it can relieve your pain."

After speaking, Liu Fuyi stretched out her hand in front of Han Yuxi.

Han Yuxi stared blankly at the medicine bottle that Liu Fuyi handed over, and sneered in her heart, obviously he was already ready, but he took out such a thing?

He didn't care about this, what he cared about was Liu Fuyi's attitude towards him.

What can this do?He couldn't cure him, he just wanted to know what Liu Fuyi meant to him.

He doesn't want anything else, really doesn't want it, and doesn't bother!

Liu Fuyi's hand was empty in the air.

He...doesn't he?

Just when the disappointed Liu Fuyi was about to take back his hand, the medicine bottle in his hand suddenly fell off the palm of his hand, and the back of his hand was still aching.

With a sound of "啪~", the medicine bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and rolled for a long time before stopping. The bottle cork had long since disappeared, and a lot of white pills rolled out.

"Liu Fuyi, I don't need it, I know my own body best."

"From now on, you don't have to look at my illness anymore. Whether you live or die depends on God's fortune."

Seeing her hard work being wasted by Han Yuxi, Liu Fuyi hurriedly got up and walked to the bottle, and put the pills into the bottle one by one.

"Don't be so excited, it's not good for your recovery." Liu Fuyi said while picking it up.

Seeing Liu Fuyi's actions like this, Han Yuxi felt even more furious, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Whether I'm excited or not is my own business, and whether it's good for recovery is also my business. What does it have to do with you, Liu Fuyi?" relation?

My life is mine, I can do whatever I want. "

Liu Fuyi remained unhurried until he picked up the last pill into the empty bottle, then picked up the cork from the corner of the table, and stood in front of the bed looking down at Han Yuxi.

"Old Han, don't be like this. I know that my medical skills are not good enough, but I will study it slowly, and I won't let you get into trouble." Yuyu, I really don't know how to tell you some things, I just Can do this, I hope you can really understand my good intentions.

Something?

What he wants is not this, what he wants is whether he likes him or not.

"Liu Fuyi, let's go, I'm tired." After speaking, Han Yuxi got into the bed and wrapped herself tightly.

"Okay, then you have a good rest, I put the medicine on the table for you, remember to put it away."

When Han Yuxi walked to the table, she still couldn't help but look back, but she was still disappointed after all.

The moment she closed the door of the room, Liu Fuyi suddenly felt her heart hurt so badly.

Obviously like it, but he can't say it, this feeling is no different from letting him die.

"Pfft~"

After all, Liu Fuyi still couldn't hold back, and spat out a mouthful of blood directly from his mouth.

Han Yuxi would not know that this bottle of medicine Liu Fuyi started to make a long time ago. In order to make this, Han Yuxi personally tried the medicine, and his body had already been ruined by him. No matter how strong the skills are, they can't bear such a blow.

Taking out the handkerchief in his arms to wipe off the blood on the ground, he staggered out of Han Yuxi's yard step by step.

——Yuyu, tell me, what should I do?

When Zuo Anming returned to the room, there was no sign of Liu Fuyi in the room, and Han Yuxi also got under the covers.

Putting the porridge on the table, he accidentally saw the medicine bottle left by Liu Fuyi.

He didn't pay any attention to it, and walked directly to the bed, and lifted Han Yuxi's quilt, "Brother, it's time for porridge."

Han Yuxi sat up straight stiffly, her eyes glazed over, and her face looked tired.

"Brother, are you not feeling well?"

Han Yuxi felt her gaffe, forced a smile, and said, "I'm fine, An'er doesn't have to worry."

"That's good. In this world, one day is unhappy and one is happy. So, don't wrong yourself. It's better than anything else."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Anming got up and brought the porridge to Han Yuxi.

"Drink it, I've been in the kitchen for a long time to brew it for you, drink it up, don't allow a single drop, otherwise you won't be treated so well next time."

Seeing Zuo Anming's serious expression, Han Yuxi didn't speak, but took the porridge obediently, and finally drank it all.

It's just that what Zuo Anming said just now is what I think about all the time.

——Yes, what An'er said is true, knowing that his time is running out, why make him angry?Still making yourself angry?Why can't you leave him the happiest time?