Dressing in another world to be a brother

When Ji Yuzhu saw Jiang Weiyan being carried by a simple stretcher, he was shocked by the scene of deja vu: "Brother Yan!!"

His eyes turned red, and even his voice changed.

Jiang Weiyan hurriedly supported the stretcher and half sat up: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm fine, but the injured part is a bit inconvenient to walk around."

Ji Yuzhu half-kneeled, lightly supporting his shoulders: "Really? Are you lying to me?" As he spoke, he continued to move his hands, planning to pull his skirt to look at the wound.

Jiang Weiyan hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Really, it's just a flesh wound. If you don't believe me, I'll show you." He was about to stand up.

"Okay, okay, I believe you, you lie down and you lie down." Ji Yuzhu hurriedly tried to hold him down, but he didn't know where his injury was, and was afraid of pressing on his wound randomly.

"It's okay, let's go in and talk." Xiang Yisheng, who was carrying the stretcher, signaled to go in quickly.

Ji Yuzhu followed step by step into the main room, helped him get off the stretcher, walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

"Look, I'm fine." Jiang Weiyan patted his hand, comfortingly.

Xiang Yisheng, who was next to him, kept holding back and dared not speak. At this moment, he finally couldn't help but said: "Big, cough, brother Ji, don't worry, big brother is really fine, otherwise he will be under the pressure of the military doctor to recuperate." Can't come back."

Ji Yuzhu seemed to have just discovered the two of them, and hurriedly said sorry, and wanted to lead them to sit down at the table for a rest, and even ran out to make tea.

Jiang Weiyan glared at him.

Xiang Yisheng and the two were so frightened that they quickly wiped their feet and slipped away.

Ji Yuzhu walked in with tea, and found that no one was there, so he looked around: "Where are people?"

"They still have something to do, so let's go first." He waved his hand, "Come here."

Ji Yuzhu snorted, put the tea on the table, and came over.

Jiang Weiyan pulled his hand and asked him to sit beside him.

"what happened?"

Jiang Weiyan thought for a while: "Do you still remember that I promised you that I would give you an explanation about your father and father within three years?"

"Is there a result?" Ji Yuzhu looked at him nervously.

Jiang Weiyan moved closer to him, stretched out his uninjured left hand to wrap around his shoulder, and pulled the distance between the two closer. Seeing him tilting his head uncomfortably, the corner of his lips curled up, and he returned to his normal expression, and leaned behind his ear and whispered softly. Open your mouth: "There is a private army camp hidden in the mountain behind Jianwei Village. Your father and father went to Jianwei Village to receive the goods. They happened to see them carrying supplies, and they were hunted down. Uncle Ji fell down a steep slope and passed out after being injured. Those who People thought he...he just escaped." Paused, "I was ordered to investigate this matter, I happened to go there that day, but I went there too late, I didn't see any villains, so I had to send Uncle Ji and the others bring back."

Ji Yuzhu was shocked: "I don't blame you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't even be able to see my father for the last time." Thinking about the tragic death of my father and my father who has suffered for so long, he gritted his teeth: "How is that private barracks now?"

Raising his hand to gently stroke his hair, Jiang Weiyan said softly: "We took over last night, and now we have to wait for the capital to send someone to take over."

"Is there no way to find out who did it?"

"Ji Geer, I'm not lying to you, I can find out. But these people are beyond my control now. If you want, I can do something later to make them..."

"No, keep these for later. Can you tell me who these private soldiers belong to?"

Jiang Weiyan hesitated for a moment: "It's the King of Yue, the Third Prince."

Ji Yuzhu's eyes widened: "For that position?"

"Ah."

These are the people who killed his parents in order to fight for power!

Father and father are so innocent!

These things that had nothing to do with them actually killed them!

Ji Yuzhu sadly said: "Father, what did you do wrong? What did you do wrong? How did you end up living like this?"

Jiang Weiyan hugged him distressedly.

"I promised them that I would build a big yard for them, marry a good wife, and raise a bunch of children..." Ji Yuzhu felt sad when he thought of the happy days in the past.

"I haven't bought a house yet and I haven't married a wife and had children, how can they be willing to leave..."

"I hate them! I hate them... just leave me like this..." Gradually weeping.

"It's agreed to—um—"

Ji Yuzhu looked at the enlarged face in front of him with tears in his eyes, and the softness and heat on his lips made him stunned.

Jiang Weiyan clasped the back of his head, could not refuse but gently sucked kisses on his lips.

After a while, he reluctantly let go of his lips.

Ji Yuzhu, who held her breath for a long time, couldn't help sobbing.

Ji Yuzhu: ...

Jiang Weiyan suppressed a smile, looked left and right, casually pulled out a piece of clothing on the bed and handed it to him: "Wipe."

After taking the clothes, Ji Yuzhu lowered his head in embarrassment and wiped away his tears and snot, and then, he didn't dare to look up.

Jiang Weiyan supported his chin and raised his head, his voice was soft but firm: "Ji Geer, I am pleased with you."

Ji Yuzhu's eyes and nose were still red, now even his cheeks and ears were red, his eyes dodged because he didn't dare to look at him, he hesitated and didn't know what to say.

"Your father and father are gone, how about letting me take care of you?" Jiang Weiyan looked at him intently, "We can build a big yard of our own, with a pond and big trees in it, where we can live in people and open private schools. Raise a bunch of little dolls, teach them to talk and walk, teach them to read and write... okay?"

The scene he described was too concrete, Ji Yuzhu choked and imagined it.

When he came back to his senses, he met Jiang Weiyan's deep eyes.

"Let me go," Ji Yuzhu was nervous and embarrassed, trying to break his hand away, "I, I don't know."

Jiang Weiyan sighed lightly, with a sad look on his face: "It doesn't matter if you don't know now, our days are still long, take your time." He lowered his head and pecked his lips before letting go.

As long as he doesn't cry.

"I haven't had dinner yet, is there any food left?" It was very natural to change the subject.

Ji Yuzhu stood up abruptly: "Yes, yes, I, I, I, I'll get you a bowl of noodles." Before he could answer, he ran out in a hurry.

God!

I have never been confessed in two lifetimes!

This situation should be answered?

Would it be too soon to accept?

Would it be hard not to accept him?

and many more!

Shouldn't gender be the first thing to do?

He is a man!male!male!

Well, he is a brother in this life, and it is legal for men and women to fall in love!

and many more!

Why are you in love?

Isn't it just Brother Yan's confession?

Ah ah ah ah ah!

What is he thinking?

Shen Bu Shou She ordered a large bowl of noodles, nestled a poached egg, and cut a plate of roast pork that was specially made yesterday.

Holding the dinner plate, he stopped at the open door of the main room, hesitating not to go in.

Jiang Weiyan, who was lying on the bed reminiscing about that kiss, noticed his movement, smiled secretly, and opened his mouth to let out a cry of pain.

Ji Yuzhu outside the door heard the sound, hurriedly crossed the threshold, put down the plate in his hand, and ran into the bedroom: "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?"

Jiang Weiyan frowned: "Well, I'm hungry and in pain, and I still can't see you."

Ji Yuzhu: ...

With a flushed face, Ji Yuzhu gritted his teeth and pinched him: "Get up, it's time to eat." Looking at the distance between the table and the bed outside, "How about I bring it over? You sit here and eat." ?”

"Sit outside and eat, it's not good to dirty the bed."

Seeing him frowning and slowly sitting up on the bed, with an uncomfortable expression on his face, Ji Yuzhu immediately forgot how shameless he was just now, and couldn't help reaching out to help him again.

The corner of Jiang Weiyan's mouth curled up, and he quickly pressed it down again. He continued to pretend to be in pain, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, leaned half of his body on him, and moved slowly to the outside table before letting him sit down. .

"My hand hurts and I can't use chopsticks." Looking at him pitifully, "You feed me."

Taking out the noodles and roasted pork from the dinner plate, he handed the chopsticks to Ji Yuzhu for a meal, squinting and staring: "Which hand hurts?"

Jiang Weiyan glanced at the wound on his left shoulder.

With a bang, Ji Yuzhu slapped the chopsticks on the table: "You left-handed, why are you pretending to be pitiful, eat quickly!"

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Jiang Weiyan curled his lips, picked up the chopsticks on the table and went straight to the roast meat.

"Well, this meat is delicious, why didn't you cook it before?"

"It's too troublesome, I'm too lazy to do it." Yesterday, because he was worried that he would be too worried to read and write, he ran to the kitchen and burned it all afternoon.

Hmph, why don't you tell this guy that he was so worried that he didn't sleep well for two nights.Save him from getting too far.

"Trouble usually means delicious food!" Scraping noodles into his mouth, "Sure enough, my brother Ji's craftsmanship is better."

"...Eat yours, so much nonsense."

After dinner, it's getting dark.

After lighting the oil lamp and candlestick and bringing hot water, Ji Yuzhu took a deep breath, stretched out his hands tremblingly to loosen his belt, and pulled open the front of his clothes, revealing his strong chest.

The wounded cloth belt was wrapped around his waist, and he carefully unwrapped it round and round. After undoing half a turn, he had to go around his naked chest and abdomen half prone. The hot body temperature and ambiguous breath made him His face was getting hotter and hotter.

Jiang Weiyan wailed: "Brother Ji, change your medicine properly, don't seduce me!"

Ji Yuzhu slapped him on the chest in embarrassment: "Speak up! Do you want to change the medicine?"

"Change, change!"

Suppressing the heat on his face, Ji Yuzhu calmly removed the last layer of cloth tape, and his mind was immediately attracted by the blood-stained wound.

His lips trembled: "So deep?" He remembered Father's bloody wound that day, "Father, Father is also hurt here." His voice was unsteady.

Jiang Weiyan groaned, slapped himself secretly, and quickly comforted him: "It's okay, my injury just looks scary. The military doctor gave me the medicine right away, but it's just a matter of recuperating for a few days." After thinking about it for a while , or to add a sentence, "Uncle Ji lost too much blood at the time, the wound was dragged on for too long, and he was injured by a fall..." Yu Yu couldn't bear to continue talking.

Ji Yuzhu closed his eyes, forced himself to be calm, wrung out the wet cloth and began to wipe his wound, then applied the wound medicine, then took another clean cloth towel, and gently wrapped it around him.

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

"Cough cough," Jiang Weiyan coughed twice, attracting his attention, "Ji Geer, you will see all of my body, you must be responsible, and you can't just throw it away."

Ji Yuzhu: ...

I knew that this person had no serious words in his mouth.