Open your hand towards the male second

How to cure it?

Wei Jin hissed, deeply feeling that the root cause must be treated to treat the symptoms, to treat his heart fundamentally.

But this patient left after arranging accommodation for him. Up to five days today, he hasn't come to see him once, which makes people worry.

Wei Jin decided to find the patient by himself. If the mountain doesn't come, I'll be fine. It's okay.

Xidan has been very quiet for the past few days. He is doubting himself. As a high-level system, how could he have been inadvertently exploited and changed his mission inexplicably?His face seemed to have been swollen from beatings, and it was still the same size as the one on the left and the other on the right.

Weakly asked: "How do you plan to treat him?"

"Of course it's to make him correct and fall in love with me."

"But you still have to let him be the hero."

"So the task is huge."

"...Don't come and go, you're so silly and sweet."

Wei Jin ignored him, he was in a very good mood, in this prince's mansion, eating and drinking every day and messing around, I don't know how much better than in Li Feicheng's place, life is not comfortable, just want to find something Let's do it.

"He likes men...it should be easier to treat. Besides, I have to help him be an emperor..."

"So which one are you going to implement first?"

"Aren't you stupid?" Wei Jin gave him a blank stare, "What if I bent him and he didn't become the emperor and died, or if he became the emperor, he treated me as a confidant, a good brother, who am I to cry to?" ? So of course it is grasping with both hands!"

"……"You you on the line.

"What's next?"

"About a month later, there was a famine in Hebei. The emperor sent the third prince to help the disaster. Unfortunately, the third prince contracted smallpox on the way to the disaster relief. He died before returning home after the New Year's Eve."

"Understood, I will find a way to let Li Feicheng go."

"It was Li Feicheng who went there, and then Li Feicheng pretended to be sick and hid in the past. The third prince's smallpox was also his fault." Xidan's voice was calm, without any ups and downs, just like a killer who has lost his emotions.

Wei Jin was puzzled, "Then why don't you tell me together, and divide it into two parts."

"I want to ridicule you for being stupid." Xidan was still extremely calm, "Li Feicheng is the protagonist, with a powerful aura. It is theoretically possible for you to replace the mission, but don't forget that you don't have any cheats."

"Isn't my hacker just you..." Wei Jin's eyes widened, and he said, "That's right, besides knowing the plot, what other tricks do I have?"

"There isn't any."

Wei Jin couldn't believe it, "Where is the cheat? Don't all system texts have cheats?"

"not at all."

"..." Wori.

Wei Jin's braids that had been curled up for five days drooped, and he sat at the door dragging his broken body, thinking about life.

This horse-riding guy knows that the plot is useless, he has no one in his hand, and he doesn't know kung fu. He has a weak and beautiful face. Could it be that he sleeps with someone as a reward when he goes out to do something?

Poor girl Hippy's thing, what the hell...

"My lord, Young Master He Xiang has been sitting at the door of the house for an hour, with a dazed expression on his face. Do you want to go over and have a look? After all, he was picked up from the second prince. You know it. I just came here Just fell ill, it's not good to spread the word." Butler Zhong said softly as he refilled a cup of tea for Li Yanzheng with a short body.

"Isn't it good that it doesn't sound good?" Li Yanzheng said indifferently, not caring about it.

Butler Zhong grimaced, "Your reputation has almost caught up with Lord Yan in recent years, and no woman from any family dares to marry in. If there is another rumor that someone in the house is tortured and fell ill...My lord, you just want to marry me." Don't let the old slave worry."

"You've been reading all afternoon, so it's good to go for a walk."

Li Yanzheng stopped talking, but Butler Zhong was helpless and unwilling to say: "Then why did you bring him back, knowing that it was for you..."

He couldn’t stop talking and chattering non-stop, “It turned out to be good, you can bring him back if you bring him back, if you don’t talk to him, forget it, and let him fall ill, in the end you The reputation is even worse, what are you trying to do?"

Li Yanzheng put down his book, picked up his teacup and took a sip, "He looks good when he cries."

The old housekeeper who was over fifty years old was silent for a moment, and then withdrew.

They will perfunctory him and talk nonsense with him.

As soon as he backed out, he saw the little maid walking around in the yard and scolded her in a low voice, "What are you doing? There are no rules."

The little girl's face was flushed, "Butler Zhong, Master He Xiang asked me to come to the prince, talk about him, talk about him..."

"What did you say?" Butler Zhong couldn't see the little girl's awkwardness, and frowned, "Say it quickly."

The little servant girl decided to go all out, and said loudly: "Master He Xiang said he has a stomach upset, and wants the prince to come over and have a look!"

Butler Zhong slapped the servant girl on the forehead with lightning speed, "What are you doing so loudly?!" Then she realized what she said, and was startled for a while, "Did he really say that?"

After living for so long, it's the first time I see such a bold and blatant man, the world is going down!

The little maid said with a bitter face, "My lord...what do you think we should do?"

Butler Zhong was faintly excited, "What to do, go, tell the prince, and see how the prince reacts."

The little maid was dumbfounded.

Steward Zhong rubbed his hands, "You don't understand, the lord is not interested in men and women, so he finally got one back, and he is still so capable of making waves. That's great, I don't have to worry about the lord being alone forever."

The little maid opened her mouth stupidly, and stumbled, "...Master He Xiang...is it given by the second prince..."

"It's not a problem." Butler Zhong waved his hand, "With the charm of our lord, no matter whose work it is, as long as the lord is willing to put his mind to it, won't it be a matter of time before we bow down?"

"I'm not that attractive." Li Yanzheng's voice came down from the steps, and he glanced at the servant girl, "I don't care what he tells you to pass from now on."

Butler Zhong disagreed, "What if you are sick?"

After finishing speaking, she glared at the little maid, who was forced by her coercion, twisted her fingers and added dryly: "Yes, yes, Master He Xiang said that he has an upset stomach. He had no food at the second prince's place before, and his stomach hurts badly." , so I want to eat with the prince."

"..."

Butler Zhong strikes while the iron is hot, "I have brought all the pets back, even a pet needs to be taken care of carefully."

Li Yanzheng ignored him and walked back to the house, "Ask a doctor to show him."

Steward Zhong left the maid and followed quickly, "My lord, why not go and have a look, didn't you say he looks good when he cries..."

The little maid has been messed up in the wind for a long time, this Butler Zhong...you can suspect that he is a spy, right?I've never seen... such a miraculous middle-aged and elderly person.

It's past the beginning of winter, and the weather in the capital is cold. Wei Jin is wearing a cotton robe and sitting on the stone platform in the promenade outside, with one leg bent and the other stretched casually on the ground. His clothes and hair are light and fluffy. The face is slightly turned sideways, the eyelashes are long and curled up, and the expression is indifferent, showing a very sad and indifferent beauty.

Wei Jin was mad in his heart, "Why don't you come here? Didn't you say that the persona is an iron-blooded man who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside? I, a weak beauty, have been blowing cold wind here for half an hour, and I am almost turning into an ice beauty. , why hasn't he come?"

Xidan: "Hold on, host, calm down."

"Since you have chosen this path, you have to go on and be strong."

That's right, after an afternoon of deliberation in Wei Jin, assuming countless possibilities, and making several plans, he found that only by seducing Li Yanzheng and making him fall in love with him can he use Li Yanzheng's influence to get rid of Li Yanzheng. Those princes then helped him to the throne.

So he doesn't know what it means to make a dragon robe for others by compensating himself like this. After all the tossing and tossing, what is he planning?

"For your life, and, this is what you have to toss yourself."

Wei Jin sighed and admitted, anyway, he just didn't want to do tasks with Li Feicheng.

"What if Li Yanzheng doesn't come today?"

"I didn't expect him to come now..." Wei Jin put his bent legs down, leaned against the pillar, feeling a little tired, closed his eyes and rested, "I have to tease him. "

"Going to call him today is just a test."

Xidan felt that Wei Jin's consciousness had become confused, so he stopped talking, let him sleep for a while, and quieted himself for a while, feeling bored, so he also hung up the phone to play a small game.

It seemed that it had only been a while, and it seemed that an hour had passed. Wei Jin fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling a coat covering his curled body. He immediately wrapped himself tightly in the warm body temperature, and murmured unconsciously: " Finally someone covered me, it was so cold..."

Li Yanzheng paused when he raised his foot to leave, and after a moment of silence, he turned back and leaned over to hug him.

With steady steps, he held Wei Jin firmly with his hands, without shaking at all, walked all the way back to his bedroom, put him on the bed, hesitated again when he got up, this time he didn't hesitate for a long time, and raised his hand to him A thin quilt was covered, and together with his robe, it was also covered on Wei Jin's body.

From the beginning to the end, Li Yanzheng did not look directly at Wei Jin's sleeping face, nor did his hands touch any exposed skin on his body.