There was an eerie silence in the hall.

After a long time, Zhaoyan asked: "What about the inflammation of the stomach?"

The medical officer wiped off his sweat, and answered truthfully: "The young master must be born with a weak stomach, and he should not eat rough food, cold or greasy food, let alone overeating. I am afraid that if he violates these three taboos, he will cause serious illness." Inflammation. And I just asked the young master's servants, the young master has eaten a lot of acidic spiritual fruit recently, which is not very good for the stomach."

"Spiritual fruit?"

Zhao Yan frowned.It suddenly occurred to him that he had indeed seen a few pots of spirit grass under the south window, and at the time he thought they were small and boring, so he planted them himself for fun.Could it be that he grew it for himself to eat?

Ming Yuan was passed in.

He bowed his head to salute, and from the corner of his eye, he could see most of Zhaoyan's handsome face was hidden in the shadows, his brows and eyes were as cold as blades, staring at him deeply, and asked: "Who is in charge of the meals?"

Ming Yuan inexplicably seeped cold sweat on his forehead, and replied: "The restaurant is cheap."

"In the dining department, everyone will be dismissed and transferred to the hard labor department, and will never be hired."

Ming Yuan was surprised.

Zhao Yan said: "There will be another time, I will directly punish you."

Ming Yuan bowed his head and didn't dare to speak, he was shocked in his heart.

Then I heard Zhaoyan say: "There is also the matter of teaching etiquette, let's put it aside for now."

Ming Yuan's respectful voice should be yes.

Zhaoyan waved his black wide sleeves, ordered people to step back, and sat back on the bed again, staring at the unconscious Chang Ling in a daze.

Chang Ling's forehead and a part of his snowy neck were covered with sweat, and he was crystal clear and fair. Because he did not sleep well, his two small fan-like eyelashes trembled slightly. Even in his illness, he was still beautiful like a mountain elf.

Even he himself doesn't know, since when, he has been so stubborn to regard this little thing as his own private property, a private property that belongs to himself completely.

Even though he knows that this little thing always loves to play tricks with him, playing tricks on him, and there are many little secrets hidden in his heart that he doesn't know, but he still can't put it down, and gets deeper and deeper.

He will never allow anyone to take this little thing away from him, including God.

Since birth, he has never owned anything completely except for the Xuanling iron cavalry that absolutely surrendered to him.The Xuanling cavalry can follow him from birth to death, can fight everywhere with him, can give him iron blood, glory, and strength, and can follow him to the supreme pinnacle of power, but it can't warm his lonely heart, let alone fight with him. His skin is close to each other, and his flesh and blood are fused together, making him truly feel that there is another person in this world, another heart is intimately connected with him.

He was so eager to have a person who only belonged to him.

Even if he can't tame this little thing, he still has to keep him firmly by his side.

Zhaoyan smiled wryly.What his mother said was right. In the flesh and blood of the wolf clan, there is a paranoia and possessiveness that is unmatched by other races.So it's not unreasonable for him to hate him.

"...Mother, Queen Mother..."

While he was in a state of confusion, he suddenly heard the little thing on the bed whispering something.

"Mother..."

There was another sound, soft and mournful, as if a lost little beast was looking for its mother.Accompanied by this sound, Chang Ling's hands and feet also curled up sideways on the bed.

Zhaoyan pulled the man over, raised his sleeves to wipe off the sweat that had just oozed from the little thing's forehead, and listened to the soft whispers, he couldn't help but leaned over slightly, looking at Chang Ling's slender eyelashes. Print a kiss.

I couldn't help thinking sourly and jealously in my heart, when this little thing would be able to call his name instead of anyone else's name in a coma.

Since he wanted to possess this little thing completely, he naturally wanted to possess even the dream.

The medical officer finished frying in the side hall, and just came in tremblingly and non-stop, unexpectedly bumped into this kind of scene, at the moment he was embarrassed to advance or retreat, and was sweating in embarrassment, when he saw the new king calmly Standing up behind the bed curtain, he ordered, "Come in."

The medical officer should be terrified, and hastily led the two medical boys inside, walking all the way with their eyes down, not daring to look around.

One of the two medical boys helped Chang Ling up, and the other was about to pinch Chang Ling's chin, Zhao Yan suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "Stop."

The medical boy let go in fright, and pleaded guilty on the ground.

The medical officer was busy explaining in fear: "The young master is in a coma and it's not easy to give medicine. You can only use irrigation..."

Zhaoyan naturally knew.

In Qingqiu before, he used the same method, directly opened the little thing's mouth, and poured down the whole bowl.But he even remembered that after drinking, the little thing choked and coughed for as long as a cup of tea, his face turned red from choking, and the fingerprints left on his jaw did not disappear until the next morning.

"Put the medicine away, let's all go down." Zhao Yan finally ordered.

The medical officer and the two medical boys immediately bowed and retreated as if they had been pardoned.

Zhaoyan sat back on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to brush away the two locks of black hair sticking to Chang Ling's cheeks, exposing the entire jade-white face, then picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip, leaned over, and pried the long hair with the tip of his tongue. Ling lips and teeth.

Chang Ling resisted, still pushing him with both hands in a coma, Zhao Yan clamped those two dishonest little paws, and patiently rubbed and pried at the joint of the teeth.The little thing was very vigilant, dodging left and right, not giving him a chance to invade at all, and the first sip of the concoction ended in failure.

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, so the second sip didn't contain medicinal juice, but honeydew instead, and he continued to pry patiently with the tip of his tongue.This time it went smoothly unexpectedly, before he could use his skills, Chang Ling obediently let go of his teeth, allowing him to feed a mouthful of honeydew into it.And when Zhaoyan returned to the bitter concoction for the third time, Chang Ling began to resist and dodge again, refusing to open his mouth no matter what.

"..."

This nasty little thing.

Zhaoyan had nothing to do, so he could only mix half a sip of medicine and half a sip of honeydew, tossing and tossing until midnight, and finally coaxed the little thing to drink the whole bowl of medicine, without vomiting at all.

Probably the sweetness of the honeydew temporarily overwhelmed the pain in the body, after drinking the medicine, the little thing stopped talking nonsense, and stretched contentedly, curled himself into a ball, rolled the blanket and rolled to the bed Sleeping on the inside.

Zhaoyan was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he covered the little boy with a quilt, and then he fell asleep with his clothes on.It wasn't until the string in my heart loosened slightly that I finally felt the burning pain from the wound on my back.

But he was used to minor injuries since he was a child, and he didn't pay much attention to this kind of physical injury, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it and let it scream.

**

Chang Ling slept until the fourth watch before waking up in a daze.

It was still dark outside the window, but the candles in the hall were burning all night, only one candle was left on the table, which was not dazzling and had enough lighting.After sweating all night, Chang Ling's limbs were still limp and he had no strength, so he sat up with difficulty and wanted to get out of bed.

He felt that he had kept his movements to the lightest, but when he walked around the two long legs at the end of the bed, Zhao Yan opened his eyes vigilantly.The wolf's eyes have a unique sharpness and coldness in the dark night.

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Chang Ling thought he was disturbed by disturbing his sleep, so he retracted wisely, and whispered: "Yes, I'm sorry."

The little thing was sweating profusely on his forehead, and his black eyes were also wet. He looked at him timidly and vigilantly, and then he was about to crawl back and lie down obediently.

Zhao Yan laughed, stretched out his feet and hooked him into his arms, and asked, "When did you wake up?"

Chang Ling tensed his body and said, "Just now."

He was afraid that in the middle of the night, Zhao Yan's interest would suddenly come up and he would torment him again.He only regained a little strength, and he couldn't take it anymore, and he might faint again.If so, with Zhaoyan's suspicious personality, he would probably be suspicious.

Zhao Yan didn't seem to see his small thoughts, so he asked unhurriedly: "Are you still uncomfortable?"

Chang Ling quickly shook his head.However, in just a short while, a layer of sweat oozes from his forehead, obviously the situation is not much better.

"What were you doing just now, it was in the middle of the night."

Chang Ling whispered: "It's okay."

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing crawling around?"

"Drink water."

After a while, Chang Ling whispered two words.

"thirsty?"

Chang Ling nodded.

Zhao Yan didn't speak any more, but put him down, got up and got out of the bed curtain.

Zhang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Zhaoyan was showing kindness to make way for him, so he quickly seized the opportunity to climb down, but halfway through the climb, Zhaoyan came back with an extra cup of steaming water in his hand.

"Try how the temperature is."

He raised his eyebrows lightly, and handed over the water directly, with the mouth of the cup slightly tilted, beckoning him to taste it.

Chang Ling was taken aback.

Just now...he actually poured water for him.

Chang Ling was in a complicated mood.

In the past, when he had an illness in Qingqiu, because his condition was really bad, he usually locked himself in the dormitory, set up a spirit array, and fell into a coma for several days and nights. Even Cangjie and Qingluan were not allowed to enter, waiting for his sanity. When he was fully awake and able to walk freely, he untied the formation and went out to meet people.

He couldn't guard against Zhaoyan in Sirius, but he thought that this wolf tyrant would not really care about or delve into why he suddenly fell into a coma, so he didn't have to bother to make up any reason.As long as he wakes up and recovers better, it will be enough to meet his needs.

They are what they need.

"Thank you."

Chang Ling reached out to take it.Zhao Yan didn't let go, only pressed down the mouth of the cup again.

Chang Ling bowed his head and took a sip, then nodded without knowing what it was like.

Zhaoyan fed him half a cup, put the rest on the bedside table, and went to bed as before.This time, he took off his belt and robe and threw them on the ground at will.

Chang Ling didn't dare to speak, so he quickly lay down obediently, covered his head with the quilt, and said that he was going to sleep, and he was not interested in anything else.

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows again, and put his hand directly into the quilt, which made Chang Ling tremble, and then smiled silently, and embraced him and the quilt into his arms.

Chang Ling's limbs were as soft as noodles, and he couldn't break free, so he could only let him go angrily.

After sleeping like this until about five o'clock, Zhaoyan noticed that the little thing in his arms was rustling again, and it was still slipping out of his arms like a loach, and couldn't help it. Immediately pressed the person with his leg, and warned: "Sleep well, don't move around."

This pressure did not know where it was pressed, and Chang Ling whimpered without warning, as if extremely uncomfortable.

Zhaoyan frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Opening his eyes, he saw Zhang Ling with red eyes, looking at him pitifully, as if his escape plan had failed, and his black hair was messed up like a chicken coop.

"Ok?"

Zhao Yanhu asked: "Thirsty again?"

Just as he was about to stretch out his arms to fetch the remaining half glass of water, he heard the little thing whisper two words in his ear: "Chu, Chu Gong."

Zhaoyan: "..."

Zhao Yan was almost amused, turned around, and looked at Chang Ling with great interest: "Is this why you got up just now?"

Chang Ling nodded in embarrassment, and quickly pulled up the quilt to cover his face.

"As for what?"

"It's not like I haven't seen you like that before."

Zhaoyan pulled the blue satin cloak to wrap him up, hugged him up, and said with a toothache: "Let's go, I'll just serve you tonight."

**

A piece of blood fox fur is like a stone stirring up thousands of waves.

Three days later, an urgent report from eight hundred miles from the northern border came to Bingmatai via "Ye Xiao"——Chu Yunfeng, the leader of the Chu Lang tribe, encountered an avalanche while inspecting the Great Que Pass in the northern border. A group of 200 people and two city guards The general disappeared together.

Local officials led soldiers and horses into the mountains to search all night, but to no avail, and no distress signal was received.Two hundred and two people, together with more than 200 high-grade mysterious spirit horses, seemed to evaporate out of thin air on the snowy field.

The restless hearts of the Sirius ministers were suspended on the tip of the knife.

Because of the unclear rumors between Chu Yunfeng and Bei Gongjun's wife, the rumors about Chu Yunfeng's plot to rebel have never stopped in the court.Here, the new king had just beheaded Chu Rui and deprived Chu Rui of his military power, and Chu Yunfeng suddenly disappeared. Whether it was really an avalanche or premeditated, it really has to make people daydream.

If Chu Yunfeng had really planned it long ago, where did he hide, and whether there were other people in the sixteenth part who hooked up with him.Although Zhao Yan deprived Chu Rui of his military power, as a veteran, Chu Yunfeng controlled the elite troops of Chu Lang's Department.

The Jade Dragon Terrace was brightly lit, and the officials respectfully knelt on both sides to welcome the new king, but the atmosphere was much more tense than usual.

"Your Majesty, the Northern Territory is the northern gateway of the Sirius. If something goes wrong, the consequences will be unimaginable. I think you should immediately send someone who is familiar with the terrain and military affairs of the Northern Territory to investigate the situation."

"My minister agrees!"

"My minister agrees!"

Zhao Yan nodded and said, "Then Bing Ma Tai will choose the candidate."

Several officials from Bingmatai looked at each other, and said: "Since the king took the throne, Yelang has been conducting military inspections in the northern border. If you talk about the familiarity with the northern border, Zhang He, the leader of Yelang, is naturally the first choice. "

This candidate is obviously the most suitable answer in most people's minds.

So the eyes of the courtiers all turned to Zhang He, the head of the military general, who was resting with his eyes closed.

After the new king succeeded to the throne, in order to show respect for the old hero, a seat was specially set up in the hall.Zhang He gathered his fox fur, and was about to stand up while holding on to the armrest to answer, but halfway up, he didn't know what joints in his legs were affected, and suddenly fell back, scaring the generals around him enough.Just as he was about to get up again, he listened to the new monarch: "The old leader can just sit down."

Zhang He pleaded guilty, sat upright slowly, and said: "Suddenly such an accident occurred in the northern border, and the old minister should be obliged to share the worries of the king, but the king has also seen that the old minister is not the same as before. He died of illness and was disabled. I can't even stand up, let alone prancing horses with guns, to defend the northern border for the king."

This was rejected in circles.

There was another uproar among the courtiers.

The news that Xinjun beheaded Zhang Jing and Chu Rui because of a piece of blood fox fur has already spread among the government and the public. "Calling the disease" at the critical point is obviously using another silent way to fight against the new king.

The situation in the northern border is complicated. If Zhang He insists on claiming that he is sick and replaces him with a novice who doesn't understand the situation, he may not only fail to find out the exact situation, but may even add to the chaos.

The invisible smell of gunpowder gradually permeated the hall.

"It's okay, the old leader is old, so it's important to recuperate."

In a high-pressure atmosphere like a black cloud, Zhao Yan smiled and opened his mouth.

"Northern territory, I will go personally."

The crowd was in an uproar, or more precisely, they were stunned.

At this time, the situation in the DPRK and China is unstable, and the situation in the northern border is unknown, how can the new monarch put himself in danger!

However, Zhaoyan didn't give them a chance to persuade them at all, he got up, and his tone was as casual as if he was talking about what to eat next: "This matter is so settled, there is no need to discuss it."

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