The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Hibiscus tent (25)

It was still late autumn when I left the capital, but it was already winter when I returned.

The black wool cloak on Shu Le was replaced by a white fox fur, which Zhou Sui personally rewarded.

Although it is indeed a bit thicker, it is useless. It should be cold or cold.

After leaving the southwest boundary, the sky changed, and after a few more days, thin snowflakes floated in the gray-white sky.

The snowflakes did not stop from morning to night, not only did they not seem to get smaller, but they fell bigger and bigger.

The hemp shoes under the soldiers' feet creaked on the thick snow.

Shu Le huddled on Zhou Sui's jade table and shivered, so cold that she didn't even have any flirtatious intentions, her whole body seemed to shrink into a ball.

For some reason, although the bleeding stopped, the arrow wound on Shu Le's body has not healed for a long time. There is only a layer of bloody skin, and there is a feeling that it is about to burst again every moment.

So naturally I can't ride a horse.

Zhou Sui specifically allowed Shu Le to follow his Yu Luan and sit on the same couch, only a few feet apart.

As night fell, in order to get back to the capital as soon as possible, it was necessary to march overnight. .

Shu Le lifted the beaded curtain that was closed, looked out melancholy, and sighed deeply: "Oh, the snow hasn't stopped yet."

Zhou Sui followed the line of sight of the person beside him. The torches in the camp illuminated the surrounding environment and made the falling snow even more tranquil.

Zhou Sui gave a low "hmm" and asked, "What do you want for supper?"

Shu Le looked sleepy and didn't turn his head back. He leaned lazily on the edge of the jade stick and cupped his fists perfunctorily: "Go back to Your Majesty, I'm not hungry yet. Your Majesty will use it first."

It was night now, because of the cold weather, the soldiers had added a supper, if they didn't eat this Shule, they would have to wait until tomorrow's breakfast.

But Shule's current situation doesn't look very good.

Zhou Sui was not at ease, and was about to say something when he saw Shu Le shivering from the cold again.

The little emperor frowned, looked at Shu Le again, and suddenly said: "It's not yet the deep winter, you are a general, and you are stationed in the northwest frontier, how can you be so afraid of the cold?"

While trembling, Shu Le finally couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart.

Why else, isn't it all the damn royal drug.

It's also really fascinating.

Shu Le was afraid of the cold, so rather than being frozen to death little by little, it would be better to poison him to death as soon as possible.

Usually at this time, Shu Le is very thankful that the white jade covering on his face can cover his expression, saving himself from being caught by Zhou Sui.

He trembled again, and even retracted his hands into his cuffs. After a long while, he said slowly, "It may be because of injuries, Your Majesty need not worry too much."

After finishing speaking, Shu Le looked at the flying snow outside, and changed the subject first, and pretended to be very skillful: "Auspicious snow heralds a prosperous year, congratulations to Your Majesty, the whole country will have a bumper harvest in the coming year, and the people will live in peace."

Zhou Sui said, "Really?"

Shu Le nodded, originally wanted to chat with the little emperor about sex, but felt drowsiness swept over him bit by bit.

Gradually engulfed his clear consciousness.

Zhou Sui waited for a while, but did not wait for Shu Le to speak again.

He subconsciously glanced to the side, and saw that the man was leaning softly on the window couch of Yu Huan, and fell asleep at some point.

The white fox fur on Shu Le's body slipped slightly due to the change in his posture when he fell asleep, revealing his white inner shirt.

Perhaps because of the haste of the march, the inner shirt was not fastened tightly, but was spread out, revealing a smooth neck.

Looking inside again, I saw the scar on Shu Le's shoulder again.

In the past, when I didn't pay much attention, I just glanced at it and let it go, but now I saw it again by chance, but Zhou Sui's eyes didn't move away for a long time.

The mountain road was rugged, and the jade swayed slightly, shaking Shu Le who was leaning on the side of the couch to Zhou Sui's side.

Zhou Sui stretched out his hand, just in time to catch Shu Le in his arms.

It doesn't even weigh much, at least not like the weight of a man in his prime.

And when Zhou Sui stretched out his hand to pull Shu Le up the night before, he also felt that Shu Le's weight seemed to have lost a lot.

Is it because of this injury?

Shu Le changed his position, but he didn't wake up, and fell into a deep sleep.

In order to avoid Shu Le's wound, Zhou Sui changed Shu Le to a side-lying position so that he could sleep more comfortably.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the rustling of snowflakes, there was no extra noise.

Shu Le's masked face was facing Zhou Sui, his eyes were quietly closed, and he suddenly looked indescribably cute.

It was also because of the side-lying posture that Shu Le's unbuttoned underwear gradually slipped off his shoulders, exposing the entire scar on his shoulders.

And under that scar, where the clothes covered it, more old scars seemed to be branded that could not be removed, branded on the young general's body early.

"—Judging from the pulse condition, General Shu Xiao's physical problems are all chronic illnesses. Now he can only recuperate slowly. It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

Zhou Sui suddenly remembered what Dr. Jiang had said to him when he used up his first drug.

He lowered his head, only to find that his hand was on the scar on Shu Le's shoulder.

When Fuquan went to inquire about the origin of the scar, he added another word, saying that the knife wound was obviously not the heaviest, but it was the most obvious scar on Shu Le's body.

That's because Shu Le had never used medicine on this wound.

The army division betrayed and raided in the middle of the night.

The wound left behind must be remembered forever, and don't do it again.

Zhou Suiwu smiled to himself, and suddenly found that he could understand Shu Le's thinking at some point.

I just don't know if I understand it correctly.

A bright candle was lit in the jade stick.

Using the candlelight, Zhou Sui slowly slid his fingers from the beginning of the scar to the end.

The wound that had fully healed left a bumpy mark under the smooth skin, which looked harsh and ugly.

Zhou Sui gently stroked her twice, and Shu Le's fair skin turned a faint red.

It is actually more responsive than the woman who taught him to experience the erotic palace when he was young.

Zhou Sui was silent for a while, then moved his fingers away from Shu Le's wound, and then gently stroked his skin in other parts.

From neck to lips.

stop.

Shu Le's lips were still lacking in blood, and now there was a trace of coolness, and he could feel the weakness in his body with just a light touch.

Zhou Sui rubbed his lips slowly, until the two lips were a little rosy, and then stopped, his eyes showed a little satisfaction.

Then he gently pried Shu Le's lips open with one finger, and poked in.

This is a very aggressive move.

Shu Le always felt something moving in his mouth in his sleep, subconsciously stuck out his tongue to block it, and wanted to push that thing out.

One resistance and one advance, unexpectedly lingering.

It wasn't until Zhou Sui realized that Shu Le's breathing was finally a little shallow, that he slowly took out his fingers, and wiped off the light water on the fingers on the imperial handkerchief.

And when he withdrew his hand, Zhou Sui didn't know whether it was intentional or not——

Wipe it from the bottom half of the Shule shirt.

But it has already reacted.

Zhou Sui's eyes finally showed some slight satisfaction, he smiled and recruited Fuquan in.

Fuquan gently opened the curtain, seeing the positions of the two people inside, only a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he respectfully waited aside.

Zhou Sui patted Shu Le comfortingly, and said softly, "Go and get three more heaters."

Fuquan bowed and agreed.

Just about to go out, Zhou Sui seemed to remember something behind him, and suddenly asked: "I remember that there is another recipe in Prime Minister Gao's medicine book, called Ice Muscle Jade Body Ointment, do you have this thing?"

Fuquan thought for a moment, then knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, but there is this medicine. It is said that it can make all the scars disappear, which is very miraculous."

Zhou Sui said: "When you go back to the palace, you can ask the Imperial Hospital to prepare the medicine and bring it to me."

Fuquan glanced at Shu Le, then immediately retracted it, and said respectfully, "I know."

Zhou Sui nodded and released Fuquan.

Fuquan was always cautious, stepped back out of Yulu in small steps, but when he turned around, he saw Zhou Sui leaning over and rubbing Shu Le's lips for a moment.

"Shu Le, don't blame me."

"Look at yourself, you are more sensitive than all the women in the world, you are naturally suitable...to be kept in the house by a man."

The author has something to say: Lele:? ? ?I have a... bad feeling.

Zhou Sui: What premonition?

Lele: ...the premonition that the car is going to overturn...