Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

"Let me check it out." Han Jin said to Ye Tang.

Ye Tang pursed his lips, and reached out to pull Han Jin's restless hand away.

But Han Jin seemed to be angry with him, and used a lot of strength. Ye Tang tried several times but failed.

In the end, Ye Tang could only take a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Let go."

"I don't." Han Jin replied quickly: "Just let me see, and I'll see if I'm injured."

"I said no." Ye Tang took a deep breath, feeling very powerless with Han Jin's attitude.

Han Jin noticed that Ye Tang was getting angry, but he didn't know why he was angry, so he could only stare at him blankly, unable to speak for a while.

"It's really not injured, there's no need to check it." Ye Tang pressed his temple, gritted his teeth.

Just now when he was taking a bath, Han Jin's messing around was enough to give him a headache, and now he was even more annoyed by Han Jin.

"No, I want to check." Han Jin looked at Ye Tang stubbornly.

At the same time, Han Jin has already started pulling Ye Tang's pants.

Ye Tang didn't have much strength to toss with Han Jin, and now he was even more helpless.

He reached out to stop Han Jin's hand: "I'm tired, go to bed to check, huh?"

Hearing this, Han Jin paused slightly, then raised his head and looked at Ye Tang seriously.

After thinking for a moment, Han Jin nodded: "Okay."

Ye Tang breathed a sigh of relief, then took Han Jin's hand and led him back to the bed.

He asked Han Jin to sit down on the bed, then undressed him, and fetched water to help him wipe his body.

While he was helping Han Jin wipe his body, Han Jin kept touching him, clamoring to check if he was injured, Ye Tang refused several times, and he lost his temper.

When he was wiping Han Jin's neck, Han Jin took the opportunity to push him down on the bed.

"Hey, don't make trouble..." Ye Tang helplessly pushed Han Jin away.

Han Jin snorted, and pulled off his pants reluctantly: "I don't, just let me check, I just want to see if you are injured."

Ye Tang knew that according to his temper, it would be impossible not to check him, so he finally struggled and failed to beat Han Jin, so he followed him.

Seeing that Ye Tang stopped struggling, Han Jin was satisfied.

He carefully hugged Ye Tang's upper body, let him kneel on the bed with his back facing him, and then used his fingers to probe behind Ye Tang.

Ye Tang gritted his teeth, and said slightly annoyed: "Hurry up."

"Yeah." Han Jin replied dully, with a heavy nasal voice: "I'm just checking."

"Understood, I'll tell you to hurry up." Ye Tang took a deep breath, feeling a little helpless.

Han Jin glanced at him, then patted his buttocks lightly: "Can you raise it a little higher, it's hard for me to check like this."

"..."

After an awkward silence, Ye Tang was finally annoyed.

He pushed Han Jin away: "Don't look, get out of the way."

"I haven't finished checking yet." Han Jin pushed Ye Tang back unwillingly.

Ye Tang clenched his fists a little angrily, not knowing whether he was angry or ashamed, his face was gradually stained with a blush.

But at this moment, Han Jin patted his butt again: "Tang'er, raise yourself up."

"Get lost." Ye Tang gritted his teeth.

Han Jin had no choice but to press Ye Tang's waist by himself, forcing his hips to rise.

Then Han Jin stroked every inch with his fingers seriously, to make sure that he was really not injured.

But this process made Ye Tang feel so ashamed that he almost wanted to hit the wall and commit suicide.

After checking, Han Jin carefully took out his fingers, and then raised his eyes to observe Ye Tang's expression.

"You...are you not angry?" Han Jin's head was in a daze, and he was a little uncertain about Ye Tang's mood.

Ye Tang gritted his teeth helplessly, stretched out his hand and pushed Han Jin away, and put on his clothes: "Have you finished the inspection?"

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded.

"Then lie down and rest, or I should be really angry." Ye Tang exhaled a long breath, and said to Han Jin.

Han Jin nodded obediently when he heard the words, and then lay down on the bed.

Seeing that Han Jin was finally done, Ye Tang immediately felt relieved.

After looking at him twice, Ye Tang stood up with his waist supported, and continued to help Han Jin wipe his body.

Han Jin obediently let Ye Tang play with his body, and gradually became comfortable after being wiped, and soon fell asleep.

Ye Tang sat by the bed and watched him fall asleep, then stretched out his hand to touch his head, and found that the temperature still hadn't dropped, but was a little higher instead, all because of the tossing just now.

In desperation, Ye Tang had no choice but to get up and open a few windows in the room.

He usually doesn't open so many windows in winter, because he is more afraid of the cold, and now he has lost his temper because of Han Jin.

Ye Tang originally planned to sleep for a while and wait until dawn, but now that Han Jin's body was getting hotter and hotter, he had no choice but to decoct the medicine first.

It was already late at night, Ye Tang helped Han Jin cover the quilt, put on a piece of clothes and went out to make medicine.

Fortunately, this time Han Jin fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up halfway.

When Ye Tang cooked the medicine and went back, Han Jin was already sweating a lot, so Ye Tang lifted the quilt for him to cool off, and woke him up to drink the medicine.

Han Jin got up from the bed in a daze, obediently took the medicine bowl and drank the medicine, while Ye Tang wiped his sweat with warm water.

After drinking the medicine, Han Jin fell back and fell asleep again. Ye Tang kept guarding him until the temperature on his body subsided and it was almost dawn.

Taking advantage of this last bit of time, Ye Tang slept for a while.

When Han Jin woke up the next day, his body temperature had returned to normal, but Ye Tang was so tired that he didn't wake up now.

"Tang'er?" Han Jin softly called Ye Tang.

Ye Tang's breathing was even, his whole body was full of tiredness, a few strands of hair were scattered on his cheeks, and the light from the window shone on his bare shoulders, making his skin look hazy and transparent.

Han Jin stared at it for a while, then pulled the quilt very lightly and covered him up.

It was this action that woke Ye Tang up.

Ye Tang frowned slightly, and he was about to wake up.

Han Jin hurriedly whispered in his ear, "Shh...you continue to sleep."

"Hmm..." Ye Tang closed his eyes and answered in a daze, "Is your body feeling better?"

"You don't have a fever anymore, you were exhausted last night." Han Jin was a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Ye Tang pursed his lips tiredly, changed to a more comfortable position and continued to lie down.

Han Jin quickly covered him with the quilt again.

"Go get brother Tang a glass of water..." Ye Tang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

This voice was naturally caused by Han Jin who had been tossing him like this overnight. Han Jin was so distressed that he immediately responded and got out of bed to pour water for him.

The water in the kettle on the table was already cold, so Han Jin went outside to pour hot water for Ye Tang.

"Drink slowly." Han Jin squatted down and reached out to support Ye Tang's body.

Ye Tang half-propped up on Han Jin's arm, drank two sips of water, and lay back down again.

"I continued to sleep." Ye Tang closed his eyes and said.

Han Jin nodded, paused, and added: "I've said it a long time ago, I won't call you Brother Tang anymore, and you are not allowed to say it again... You are only two years older than me..."

When Ye Tang heard this with his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "Last night, someone seemed to be too nervous and burned all over, and even clamored to take a bath with me, huh?"

Being exposed by Ye Tang like this, Han Jin was ashamed for a while, and immediately covered Ye Tang's mouth to prevent him from speaking.

"Okay, stop making trouble, I'll sleep a little longer." Ye Tang smiled and took Han Jin's hand away.

"Well, then I won't bother you, sleep well." Han Jin obediently responded, then hugged Ye Tang's neck, and gently rubbed his cheek.

Ye Tang was very sleepy, so he ignored him.

Anyway, it is estimated that if he does not get up, Han Jin will have to cling to him by the bed.

Han Jin looked at Ye Tang for a while, then suddenly remembered something: "That's right."

"Huh?" Ye Tang reluctantly opened one eye to look at him.

"I brought medicine here yesterday, let me see you...that place." Han Jin said a little embarrassedly.

Ye Tang closed his eyes weakly, for some reason, he even wanted to throw Han Jin out of here.

"Didn't you read it last night?" Ye Tang said weakly.

Han Jin lightly pursed his lips: "No...I really wanted to take advantage last night..."

Ye Tang simply turned his head and ignored him.

"Tang'er." Han Jin snapped his head back eagerly: "I begged you so many times last night, it must be swollen..."

Hearing Han Jin say these words without any concealment, Ye Tang couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.

If a thick-skinned person heard these words, he would blush, not to mention Ye Tang was a thin-skinned person.

His face changed again and again, and finally he just gritted his teeth: "Go out, don't bother me."

When Han Jin heard this, he became anxious: "No! Why did you drive me away again?!"

"..."

In the end, Ye Tang still failed to torment Han Jin and asked him to apply the medicine for him.

It was only when Ye Tang was applying the medicine that it was indeed swollen, but Han Jin had fucked her so many times that she lost consciousness.

After Han Jin finished dealing with it, Ye Tang could barely sleep peacefully.

He slept until noon.

After recovering enough energy, Ye Tang and Han Jin had lunch together, and finally coaxed Han Jin to go back to the palace to get down to business, and then Ye Tang decided to go about his own business.

Ye Tang took out a small bottle of potion from the hidden compartment in the room, poured it on the handkerchief, and pressed it to his collarbone.

Accompanied by an unpleasant smell of corrosion, Ye Tang frowned in pain and clenched his teeth.

After a while, Ye Tang put down his handkerchief, and washed the collarbone with clean water.

I saw a black font tattooed on the collarbone.