Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

He remembered all the cherishment and nostalgia before saying goodbye when he was admiring the cherry blossoms in Beili, as well as the request of that resolute and proud person, which is rarely seen in this life.

But all of this is developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Zhao Yifeng and Tianqing are destined - either you die, or I die.

And Jiang Yushu and the world - including Bei Li, are destined to make a choice.

Zhao Yifeng leaned close to Jiang Yushu's face, so close that he could feel Jiang Yushu's breath—the awe-inspiring fragrance, the burning nostalgia.

He said softly: "Yushu, don't worry, this king will not let you bear the infamy, and after the king's high position in the sky, he can rest his troops, live in harmony with all countries, and create a prosperous world. In this way, Yushu can see Bei Li forever cherry blossoms."

Be afraid, be afraid, you have no intention of war, and other countries will attack you, and you will not let it go!

For you, I am willing to stop the war and live in peace; if you love that cherry red, then I will guard it with you.

The familiar temperature, familiar breath, and familiar touch came like a raging wave.

Jiang Yushu only felt a faint pain in his heart, which came from his already hopeless heart.

"Are you really willing to live in harmony with all countries after the King's Landing...to keep Bei Li's cherry red?"

Zhao Yifeng held his hand tightly, put his cheek lightly, and said softly: "I am willing."

On that sunny morning, the words of the man in black clothes were the most beautiful oath in the changing times, and also the last ray of vitality in the chaotic world.

"Zhao Yifeng, thank you." Jiang Yushu smiled at him.

His heartfelt smile made him feel ashamed, covered up the dust, and was intoxicated.

The silence speaks.

Looking up at him with a warm smile.

Zhao Yifeng picked up the medicinal wine in his hand, and said with concern: "Yushu was worried, and I did everything I could do. Then Yushu's high fever should be cured?" He shook the medicinal wine in his hand.

Jiang Yushu smiled weakly at him, and immediately reached out to undo his underwear.

Looking at the large and small scars on Ruyu's skin, those shallow, mottled marks like cherry blossom petals.

Zhao Yifeng's heart ached like a twist.

All this is satirizing his cowardice!

Jiang Yushu paid too much for his concession and loyalty.

Saying that she would protect him well actually left him bruised to the ground.

With trembling fingers running on the delicate skin, Zhao Yifeng gently and patiently wiped Jiang Yushu's high fever away.

Jiang Yushu couldn't help shivering at the freezing temperature.

"But cold?"

Jiang Yushu nodded and admitted: "It's a bit cold."

Zhao Yifeng suppressed the evil fire surging inside, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Be patient, it will be fine soon."

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Concentrating on the way he was seriously wiping his elbows, Jiang Yushu smiled elegantly, thinking of teasing: "Zhao Yifeng."

"Hmm." Zhao Yifeng patiently helped Jiang Yushu wipe the medicinal wine without raising his eyes.

"You're blushing."

Zhao Yifeng suddenly stopped his movements, followed Jiang Yushu's eyes, and he saw the leisurely smile in his eyes.

"no!"

"You have."

"Yushu...you!" Zhao Yifeng looked at Mr. Qingya with burning eyes, not wanting to argue with him.

One got up and sat on the bed, and began to wipe Jiang Yushu's back. "You have to get well sooner, and you can't be sick again."

Jiang Yushu let him move, smiled lightly, and said softly, "I know."

After half a cup of tea, everything is complete.

Looking at Mr. Qing Ya who was lying quietly in his clothes.

Zhao Yifeng sighed in distress, immediately undressed and went to bed!

Jiang Yushu was blindfolded, with a hint of coquettishness in his illness: "Why are you here?"

Zhao Yifeng encircled him lightly, suppressing the turbid breath: "Your fever persists, I will hold you to sleep overnight."

The sudden temperature made him a little uncomfortable, and he was about to push back when he stretched out his hands.

Zhao Yifeng took his hands and said softly: "Yushu, don't move around. You just took medicine and rubbed medicinal wine. The high fever will subside in the middle of the night tonight. You will be so cold that you won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night. I hold you Let's sleep with you for one night, that's how we are." Putting his arms around his waist, he said contentedly, "Just sleep for one night like this."

Hearing this, Jiang Yushu withdrew his hand and closed his eyes wearily.

Finally, I fell asleep under the effect of the medicine and the warmth of the people around me.

Concentrating on his handsome face, Zhao Yifeng smiled slightly.

Yushu...Actually, I would like to subvert the world and give you a home...