The Fairy in Fast Time

The Zhaohua Kingdom is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is located in the west of the prosperous ancient continent. This country has been respected by women since ancient times.

Men, on the other hand, have been educated to regard their wives as their gods and give priority to them since they were young. Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, embroidery and cooking skills, and even simple medical principles are all compulsory homework for them.

And after men have a certain ability of making clothes, they need to start making their own wedding dresses.

In Zhaohua Kingdom, men with more outstanding ability to embroider and make clothes tend to be more popular.

Especially, Jun Ziqing, the only son of Zhaohua Jun's family.

If it wasn't for the inseparable relationship between Jun's family and Zhaohua's royal family, which made ordinary people daunting, those who propose marriage to Jun's family would almost certainly step through the threshold of his family.

It can be said that Jun Ziqing grew up under the doting of his family, but fortunately, he did not develop an arrogant temperament. Instead, he was knowledgeable, courteous, and gentle as jade, which can be called a model of Zhaohua men.

And this man who has been loved by thousands of people since he was a child is taking care of a person of the same sex as him at this moment.

In Zhaohua, no matter how outstanding and proud a man is before he gets married, he will follow the ancient precepts after marriage, serve his wife wholeheartedly, and never step out of the door.

Everything is headed by the wife.

"Well……"

Wen Han with flushed cheeks groaned uncomfortably, and raised his hand to lift the quilt covering his body.

hot……

So hot……

Jun Ziqing silently guarded the person on the bed, stretched out his hand to grab his hand that was stretched out from under the quilt, and stuffed it back into the quilt with a gentle but unquestionable force.

"Kong Chen." Jun Ziqing called out in a warm voice.

"Young master." Kong Chen, who had been waiting outside the door, responded.

"Go and grab a few medicines and come back, one or two each of Pulsatilla vulgaris, two liang of each rhubarb, Danshen, and Codonopsis pilosula." Jun Ziqing slightly closed his eyelids and tucked the quilt up for the warm and cold, with a soft voice, "Boil it for half a day on high fire first. For an hour, turn to a low fire and cook for half an hour, and send it over when it is done."

"By the way, remember to buy some candied fruit."

"Of course." Kong Chen sighed invisibly, and then left.

The cool wind mixed with the moist breath was slowly moving in the room, Jun Ziqing's crow-feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he stood up and walked to the window to close it.

"... Yu... Song Yu..."

The voice as thin as a mosquito's moan suddenly reached Jun Ziqing's ears, causing his body to stop.

Turning around and going back to the bedside to sit down, Jun Ziqing stared at the slightly moving lips with unblinking eyes like lacquer, he slowly bent down and moved closer to Wen Han.

"Yu...A Yu..."

reputation?

The light in Jun Ziqing's eyes dimmed, and an uncomfortable emotion emerged in his heart for some reason.

"It's obvious that I'm taking care of you..." Jun Ziqing looked at his side face, and murmured in a dazed way, "But why did you call someone else's name?"

The slender white fingertips touched his cheek, and then involuntarily moved to the slightly pale lips.

Those eyes like black ink seem to be soaked with a layer of mist, making it hard to see clearly.

This one is called Ayu...

Is he an important person?

"Young master, the medicine is ready."

"come in."

Accompanied by a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, Kong Chen came forward with the fried medicine.

"That's fine." Jun Ziqing said in a gentle voice.

"Yes." Kong Chen gently put the medicine on the low cabinet beside the bed, then took out a pack of candied fruit from her bosom and handed it to Jun Ziqing, she said in a low voice, "Then this subordinate will leave first."

"En." Jun Ziqing took the candied fruit and nodded in response, then lowered his eyes and picked up the porcelain bowl containing the concoction, stirring it slowly with a white spoon.

After the medicine became less hot, Jun Ziqing poked out the tip of his tongue and licked the juice lightly. After savoring it carefully and confirming that there was nothing else in it, he scooped up a spoonful and touched it to Wen Han's lips. .

"No...don't drink..." Wen Han woke up at some point, he was squinting his eyes and turning his head away, and said in a hoarse voice.

Seeing this, Jun Ziqing's brows and eyes were tender, "Hey, just have a drink."

"If you don't drink it, don't drink it...that's too bitter..." Wen Han smelled the strong smell of Chinese medicine, his voice was soft, but he uttered the words like a three or four-year-old child, there was nothing he could do about it.

[System: Why are you doing this. 】

[System: As soon as you close your eyes, it will go down, why are you so stubborn :)]

Wen Han: ...I...No!

The corner of Jun Ziqing's lips curled up into a smile, he felt his heart soften into a lump, and coaxed in a low voice: "This is not bitter."

You are my three-year-old child!I'm not burned out yet!

Wen Han rolled his eyes weakly.

"...I don't believe it." Wen Han muffled.

"I added rock sugar and licorice to neutralize the taste, so it won't be bitter." Jun Ziqing said in a soft voice, with tenderness in his eyes, looking sincere as hell.

Seeing this, Wen Han couldn't help but cast a hesitant glance at the liquid in the spoon, his heart was only shaken for a moment, and he insisted: "...don't drink, it's bitter."

"Then let me drink it for you?" As he said that, he took a sip lightly, and it felt like drinking plain water. His expression was not moved at all, and he still smiled gently at Wen Han: "This is really not bitter. , it just smells great."

Wen Han looked at him silently, thinking to himself, is this medicine really not bitter?

But thinking about it, he is a gentle and considerate man in this life, with a pure and kind disposition (?), so he shouldn't lie to him.

System, what do you think?

[System: It's not impossible. Anyway, I have read about Chinese medicine in some book, and it is indeed not bitter. 】

"Then... alright." Wen Han sat up wrapped in the quilt, his hair a little messy.

Jun Ziqing looked at Wen Han, and said in a warm voice: "It's just that if this medicine is cold, the sweetness will disappear, so it's best to drink it all at once, after all, it's already warm now."

Wen Han couldn't help frowning, his intuition told him that something was wrong, but his mind was so dizzy right now that he couldn't think at all.

So Wen Han took the medicine bowl silently, then closed his eyes, picked it up and took a few sips.

"Well!"

Wen Han suddenly opened his eyes wide, and immediately wanted to spit out all the bitter medicine in his mouth.

Damn liar!

The corners of Jun Ziqing's lips were raised, but seeing him raise his two fingers together, he tapped a certain acupuncture point on his neck like lightning, which forced Wen Han to swallow, and within a few seconds Swallowed all the bitter medicine.

"Cough, cough cough... Junziqing, you... um..." Wen Han was about to get angry after swallowing the medicine, but was blocked by the candied fruit stuffed into his mouth.

"Look, it's sweet." Jun Ziqing blinked at him, her voice soft and hoarse.

Wen Han gasped and chewed the candied fruit in his mouth, wrapped the quilt tightly and lay down without saying a word, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Wen Han: How could I be so stupid...

Wen Han: Even though we've been together for several worlds, I'm still so easily fooled by my man.

Wen Han: Just now who said that he has a pure and kind temperament in this life!who is it!Drag it out and kill me for 5 minutes!

[System: Hey. 】

Wen Han: And why do I feel...my man is getting darker and darker.

Wen Han: In this life, he is simply a natural black, okay?My mother sells batches, and actually fooled me by saying that Chinese medicine is not bitter, and what else will lose its sweetness when it is cold, how can I be so naive...

[System: Yes, very stupid and naive :)]

Jun Ziqing looked at the sulking person amusedly, then couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and said with a low smile, "You're such a big person, why are you still afraid of taking medicine?"

Wen Han closed his eyes and raised his hand to push it away, saying: "...I'm very angry now, don't talk to me."

"Okay, then just listen to me." Jun Ziqing didn't mind his angry words at all, and just gently smoothed his hair with his fingers.

"At first I was thinking how to find you, but I didn't expect to meet you by such a coincidence."

Wen Han closed his eyes and listened to his soft words, his thoughts gradually became chaotic.

"Speaking of which, I have already embroidered peach blossoms, but I don't know if you want to use them as a decoration for clothes, or as a brocade bag, or something else..."

These gentle words are like a lullaby, luring Wen Han's consciousness to slowly sink into the darkness.

"Ahan..." Jun Ziqing leaned closer to him, with unclear emotions in his pure black eyes.

"Hmm..." Wen Han murmured.

"Tell me, who is Song Yu?" Jun Ziqing asked softly, his tone was the same as before.

"It's a... very important... person..." Wen Han replied in a daze with his eyes closed, sounding a little weak.

"Then...how important is it?" Jun Ziqing's lips were less than an inch away from his ear pinna, calmly inducing Wen Han, who was half asleep and half awake.

"Very important...very important..."

The smile on Jun Ziqing's lips froze, and he slowly traced Wen Han's face with his eyes, feeling inexplicably agitated.

"Okay, go to sleep." He lowered his eyelashes and whispered, letting his ink-like long hair fall to the ground.

***

Nanfeng Building is [-] meters away from Tianfu Inn.

"Have you found it?" Tsing Yi asked the servants eagerly.

"No, no..."

"Keep looking!" Tsing Yi frowned and shouted.

"Yes!" The servants immediately ran out the door again.

"Sister Tsing Yi, there are a few sons who asked the landlord to come out to accompany the guests." A girl in a light pink dress whispered in Tsing Yi's ear, "And judging from the clothes, they seem to be from Heli."

"Oh? Is our landlord someone who can see cats and dogs?" Tsing Yi sneered, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"But their appearance and conversation are extraordinary. I suspect that they may have something to do with the Heli royal family. Sister Tsing Yi, why don't you go and have a look..." Hong Xiu frowned.

"Okay, I'll go there now, which box?"

"Tianzi Room No. [-]."

……

"We, Heli, are not far behind Tianyin!" A young man in a light blue robe leaned against the bed, speaking lazily, "Your Highness, do you think so?"

"Rong Feng, don't be rude, speak well." Another tall man reprimanded in a low voice.

"Your Highness hasn't said anything yet..." Rong Feng casually shook the jade pendant around his waist, looking cynical.

"you……"

"All right."

The deep magnetic voice interrupted the conversation between them, but I saw a man in purple sipping tea carefully, his light brown pupils were as deep as swirls.

With just two words like that, everyone present trembled in their hearts and immediately lowered their heads.

"Sit down and drink tea." The man spit out such a sentence with an indifferent expression.