Second minister and thief

After all, Chu Linqiu was weak, he endured bouts of drowsiness and helped Xiao Cen resolve it, before he even had time to wipe his hands, he fell heavily back on the bed and passed out.And Xiao Cen knelt beside him, looking at his pale and haggard sleeping face very worriedly, secretly thinking how did this damn medicine get into the wine?And what kind of harm will it bring to this person's body?

The night is getting darker.

Marquis Dingnan, who was frowning, finally let out a deep sigh.

He supported Chu Linqiu's head, carefully supported it on the jade pillow, then fetched a copper basin and a towel, and helped him wipe off the filth from his hands bit by bit.

After doing all this, he opened the door with peace of mind and ordered the servants guarding outside to bring a bucket of water.

He wants to take a bath.

"Master Hou, husband, madam, he..."

"What madam? Tell me to go on, and you are not allowed to call him that in front of him in the future."

"Yes, Lord Hou! Then, Lord Hou..."

"What else do you have to say?"

"What's that called?" Seeing that it was his master who came to open the door, the young man immediately beamed with joy, and even spoke in a much lighter tone.

Xiao Cen saw it, how could he not know what it meant?But at this time, he didn't think that this idea was wrong.

He bowed his head and pondered for a while, then slowly said, "Let's call them Master."

……

In order not to arouse suspicion from outsiders, Xiao Cen ended up staying in the upper room.However, he didn't dare to sleep soundly at all, for fear that something might happen at night, or that Chu Linqiu would suddenly feel unwell.

Facts have proved that his concerns are not unreasonable.

When dawn was about to break, this Chu Linqiu still had a fever. Not only was his whole body hot as coal fire, but he was also mentally dazed and unable to wake up at all.Xiao Cen knelt on the side and pushed twice, seeing that something was wrong, he called out loudly for the servants to come in.

After a while, the door of the room opened wide, and a group of teenagers ran in with a whoosh.

Xiao Cen was already sitting by the bed at this time, and was pulling the brocade quilt to his shoulders for Chu Linqiu, without raising his head, he directly ordered, "Mr. Liu, please come here."

This Mr. Liu was originally a military doctor of his Mobei Army, and because of his advanced age, he followed Xiao Cen to Taodu to settle down.But Xiao Cen invited him not because of this, but because he is one of his own.After finally arriving at his place, of course he wanted to take the opportunity to know Chu Linqiu's real physical condition.

Ever since he met him, this person seems to have been sick... Xiao Cen lowered his head and stared at Chu Linqiu's gray and chapped lips, his whole heart tightened unexpectedly.He couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the corner of the man's eyes, but was so startled by the temperature of his hand that he almost jumped up.

"What about people? Where did all the people die?!"

"My lord, what else do you want?"

"Where's the water? Madam will be burned to death when you fetch water!"

"Here, Lord Hou, didn't you say... that you are not allowed to call me Madam..."

"Shut up!" Xiao Cen glared at them angrily, and said, "This Marquis can call me, but of course you can't. Hurry up!"

After Xiao Cen returned to the bed, he saw that Chu Linqiu was still lying on his back without any movement as before, and his breathing seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. so quietly...

This thought drove him to slowly put his hand on the side of the neck of the person on the bed.After a while, he shook his head and smiled wryly again, secretly thinking that he was really dazed.

But is this person lying down all the time out of breath?He frowned, isn't it very uncomfortable?Are you going to do something yourself?

Therefore, when Mr. Liu opened the door and entered, what he saw was such a surprising scene: the young Hou Ye was sitting on the bed in only his middle coat, holding a person whose face could not be seen clearly in his arms, and he At this time, he was hugging that person with one arm, holding a handkerchief in the other, not knowing where to start.That anxious and bewildered look can only appear when facing the person in your heart.

A look of surprise flashed across Mr. Liu's eyes, and after he handed the medicine box to the little boy beside him, he lowered his eyebrows and folded his sleeves and whispered, "Lord Hou."

When Xiao Cen saw this man, he was like a savior, and hurriedly raised his hand to call for him to come over and treat Chu Linqiu, "I shouldn't have disturbed my slumber at this time, but there is really no other way. Cen is in the capital, and the only person I can trust is Mr. .”

"Master Hou doesn't have to be like this." Mr. Liu waved his hand and sighed, "It's my job to share your worries. This lord... seems to be a little strange."

"how do I say this?"

"It seems that there are several extremely powerful forces in his body tearing him in different directions, so that his aura is often like a mess, and he can't figure it out."

"Exactly! The Marquis checked his pulse last night and found this problem too. So sir, is there any way to break it?"

"There is a law. But you need to find the source."

"The source?" Xiao Cen frowned and pondered, not knowing where to find the "source". At this moment, Chu Linqiu in his arms seemed to be feeling very uncomfortable, and he hummed softly, which provoked him I couldn't help but adjust my posture to make it more stable for people to lean on.

When Mr. Liu saw that his master was treating this "traitor" more meticulously and patiently, the expression on his face couldn't help but become even weirder.

"If he can't find the source all the time, what will happen to him?"

"The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry." When he said this, Mr. Liu's second finger never left Chu Linqiu's wrist. The more content he poked out, the tighter his frown became. In the end, his face became extremely pale. ugly.

"My lord is in his prime, but his pulse is like an old man's, slow and disorderly. If there is no internal force to add to the body, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid of what?!" When Xiao Cen heard the words "the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry", he was already panicked. He listened patiently to the end, and felt more and more that what Mr. Liu said next must not be himself. want to hear.

"I'm afraid... there are only a few years left."

"..."

"Master Hou?"

"..."

"Master Hou?! Are you... are you okay?"

If it wasn't for Mr. Liu's reminder, Xiao Cen wouldn't even know that he was crying. He reached out to catch the teardrops sliding down his cheeks, and put them in his mouth to taste.He bit the tip of his tongue in secret, forcing himself to calm down, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice, "Sir, are you joking?"

How did it come to this point?What happened to the person in his arms when he was still in disarray?At this time, Xiao Cen felt more of an inexplicable hatred in his heart, hating himself for not meeting him earlier, and even more hating those who bullied and ruined him.