Can the villain be coaxed today?

"...Did I tell you that smoothies are cold, don't eat too much?"

In the dark bedroom, the orange twilight penetrated through the cracks in the window, dyeing the room with a hazy yellow mist. Dozens of dark or light figures stood beside the bed, and Shen Yan stood there without hesitation. At the very front, looking at the ghost king who was profusely lying on the bed, he asked coldly and mercilessly.

Shi Wantang glared at him with dead fish eyes, and angered indiscriminately: "Shen Yan, you villain with ulterior motives, I said why you are so flattering me all of a sudden. , when I get up from the bed, I will, I will..."

"Come on," it must not be over yet, Shi Wantang's half breath was poked back by Shen Yan with a finger, lying on the bed like a corpse, unable to move anymore, Ji Min waited beside him holding a small spittoon, and asked worriedly : "My lord, do you want to spit it out, it will make you feel better."

Shi Bantang rolled his eyes weakly, but Ji Min couldn't understand the holy intention, so he had no choice but to turn his eyes to Shen Yan, who stared at him for a long time, and translated: "I can't spit it out, he should have already put it out just now." I vomited out the contents of my stomach. Come on, don’t hang around here, he must have gastroenteritis, send a ghost down the mountain to ask for a doctor, and the back kitchen will boil some hot water, and move quickly, he can’t eat anything now Things, but you need to replenish the liquid, if you are free, go to the mountain to search to see if there are any herbs that can be used." While talking, he sat down on the edge of the bed, and just about to reach out, Shi Bantang suddenly sat down like a dead body And stood up, covering his chest with his hands, "What are you doing?"

"..." Shen Yan's hand paused in the void for three seconds, then turned around, and bounced a crisp brain on Shi Wantang's fair forehead! "Conspiracy, why? Do you still have the strength to resist?"

"Aww~" Shi Wantang felt the pain, and then sneered: "Okay, let's show your true face, you are just coveting my beauty, Shen Yan, you hypocrite!"

"... Are you finished?" Shen Yan's slander came in from one ear to the other, and she wrapped the quilt around him, "Lie down, don't move around if you feel uncomfortable."

Ji Min was able to intervene at this time, and raised his hand, "Mr. Shen, do you have to invite a doctor?"

Shen Yan: "Otherwise? See what your master has become?"

Ji Min frowned and pondered, as if he was a bit embarrassed, Xia Batian didn't have so many taboos, he opened his mouth and said: "Mr. Shen, you don't understand the situation. Doctors usually close the door when they hear that we are from the Shifang Ghost Palace. He refuses to enter the palace for life and death, and it is fine to bring him here after being knocked out, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself. Some medicine."

Ji Min also smiled helplessly. Just as he was thinking of hoping that Mr. Shen, a decent person, would not go online at this time, Shen Yan looked back at them, and the next sentence was: "It's okay, you knocked out and brought That’s right, I’ll take care of the rest.”

Ji Min: "..."

Shi Bantang was wrapped up like a silkworm baby by him, and after a lot of effort, he poked out a dark head from the silkworm chrysalis, his black hair curled up in a messy arc, and there was an obvious provocation in his black eyes: "Wolf?"

Shen Yan: "You scold yourself?"

Shi Wantang raised his eyebrows, "I am a wolf, you are embarrassing."

Shen Yan: "..."

He turned to Ji Min, "Don't hesitate, it's going to be dark soon, if you wait until the medical center closes, your majesty will probably have a rough night tonight."

Ji Min took a deep look at him, nodded and left.

Several patrolling guards who were worried about the king's dragon body also retreated, and the bedroom was emptied all of a sudden. Shi Bantang was fighting desperately with the claw that Shen Yan pressed on the back of his neck. I was moving, trying to break free and slap this psychopath.

"Don't move." Seeing that he was about to succeed, Shen Yan suddenly increased his strength, and Shi Bantang threw his whole face into the mattress, desperate to die of grief: "Shen Yan! You can't bully me just because I'm sick and have no strength! You are insulting my personality!"

Shen Yan used his strength skillfully, and easily subdued this big cat with its teeth and claws firmly.A muffled voice came from under the quilt, and he raised his hand to turn the big cat over, and then his hand fell on his stomach through the thin quilt.

Before Shi Wantang had an attack, he suddenly felt a warm air flow through the quilt and fell to his intestines and abdomen, and the uncomfortable feeling of scratching his heart and lungs suddenly eased a lot, but it was Shen Yan who was gently rubbing his stomach through the quilt, And mobilized his spiritual power to walk slowly, Shi Wantang was at a loss: "...Have you recovered your spiritual power?"

Shen Yan's face remained calm, "A little bit."

In fact, he has already begun to feel that this body is breathing out the aura of heaven and earth autonomously. This is a good thing, which means that even without external assistance, he can still integrate with this body to the peak state, and he was testing him two days ago. Pulling out the huge sword of spiritual power that was useless but useless, it has already been successfully unsheathed.

Shi Wantang was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react, and said with a blank expression: "Xiao, join us, Shifang Ghost Palace welcomes you."

Shen Yan: "Sorry, the red scarf on my chest doesn't allow me to do this."

Shi Wantang: "...What is the red scarf?"

Shen Yan smiled lightly, lowered his eyebrows and said, "It's nothing, just rest, lie down for a while, drink water later, and you'll still have to vomit."

Speaking of this, Shi Wantang frowned slightly, "Shen Yan, why don't you let Ji Min and the others come back, there's no need to invite a doctor, I'm a monk, I'm physically strong, and I can use my spiritual power to cultivate myself for two days. alright."

"Really?"

"..."

"Staying strong without eating or drinking for two days is not self-cultivation. It is your own digestive system repairing itself. To put it bluntly, you are doing it by luck. Have you ever thought about what to do if you don't make it through? "

Shi Wantang looked at him, and after a while, he suddenly said loudly, "Yeah, if I didn't make it through, wouldn't I be the first ghost king in history to be eaten to death by smoothies? Fuck, what do people think of me like this?" , how do other ghosts see me?!"

Shen Yan: "..."

He was speechless.

At this moment, there were two light knocks on the door, and Qiu Yu pushed the door in with a kettle, "Mr. Shen, the water you want is ready. I added licorice and dried ginger to it as you ordered, but other... … Pueraria ephedra or something, the Ghost Palace doesn’t have any reserves, so I can’t find them for the time being.”

"Enough." Shen Yan reached out to take it, but Shi Wantang was surprised, "It's so fast."

Shen Yan said: "No, Ji Min said that I asked Qiu Yu to prepare it when you were vomiting and diarrhea. Pour out another bowl, put it by the window and put it warm, and put the rest on the stove to warm it... Also, I have Yunmeng Lingguo in my room, you take it and mash it into juice and add it, although it is not big It is symptomatic, but the spirit fruit is warm in nature, so it won't do any harm."

Two seconds after Qiu Yu floated in, her feet didn't even touch the ground, and she rushed out again in a hurry.

Shen Yan resignedly held the bowl and blew on it one mouthful at a time.Shi Wantang poked his head back to see it, but he mercilessly poked it back with his finger.

"Lie down."

Lord Ghost King curled his lips, wrapped himself up like a silkworm baby, and opened his eyes. It took a long time before Shen Yan asked amidst Shen Yan's slight exhalation: "You are so kind to me, do you have any intentions?"

"Yes." Shen Yan didn't even bother to refute, "I covet your beauty."

Knowing that he was just saying something in a perfunctory way, Shi Bantang's heart skipped a beat, an inexplicable fire arose deep in his blood, and it was about to set his soul on fire.Shen Yan carefully blew the soup cold, and was about to hand it to him when he looked down, but the person was gone.

Taking a closer look, Shi Bantang was lying on the edge of the bed wrapped in a quilt like a dead fish, with only a small flexible head swaying from side to side, and there was a bright mirror not far away.

Shen Yan: "What are you doing?"

Shi Wantang said seriously: "Look at my beauty."

Shen Yan: "..."

Shi Wantang admired himself intoxicatedly for a moment, and was sure that his appearance was flawless and his temperament was still cool, so he twisted back like a caterpillar in satisfaction, turned to Shen Yan, and stretched out a hand condescendingly, "Come on. , present it to this seat."

Shen Yan put the bowl in his palm, and said, "Master Ghost King's mentality is quite good, what's the matter? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Shi Bantang sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, sipping the decoction. The licorice added sweetness, but the dried ginger was hot and spicy. He couldn't tell whether it was delicious or not. He smashed his mouth and handed the bowl back, "Enough is enough, I won't drink anymore."

Shen Yan was ruthless: "No, it must be finished, there is still a bowl on the window sill, there is nothing left."

Shi Wantang: "...I want to vomit."

Shen Yan lowered his jaw and motioned for the spittoon at the foot of the bed, "Spit it out."

Shi Wantang's complexion changed a few times, but in the end he still couldn't vomit, but lay back on the bed, palely feeling the discomfort caused by the food flowing into his stomach, and accused: "Shen Yan, you are not human."

Shen Yan turned around to get the soup on the window sill, tested the temperature with the back of his hand, handed it over, and admitted without changing expression: "Well, I'm embarrassing."

"Pfft—" Shi Wantang sprayed out a mouthful of water.It's one thing for him to tease, but it's another for Shen Yan to play tricks on himself. In short, he can't accept that the rumored Shen Yan, who is cold and unflappable, turned out to be like this.

Shen Yan took a few glances at him, probably because of his cleanliness, before Shi Bantang wanted to wipe his mouth with the quilt, he took out a handkerchief from his arms expressionlessly, and threw it over: "How about being more civilized, Mr. Ghost King. "

Lord Ghost King snorted, wiped the corners of his mouth proudly, and then threw his hand away. Seeing the square handkerchief fluttering down to the corner of the bed, he clapped his hands contentedly, and happily covered it under Shen Yan's condemning gaze. Good quilt, closed eyes and waved: "Get back, I'm going to sleep."

Shen Yan really wanted to put the bowl on his head!

He was thinking, how could there be such a narrow-minded, unreasonable, and naive man in the world, who would be on the road or on the road, pecking and pecking like a fighting chicken every day, as if making others unhappy is his greatest pleasure... oh No, he seems to have this problem only for himself. Before Shen Yan came, he seemed to be a normal Mr. Villain.

Shen Yan put away the bowl, leaned gently on the edge of the bed and looked down at him. Shi Bantang was lying neatly, with his feet together, and his hands neatly folded on his lower abdomen. Those who didn't understand would think that he was going to sleep forever.The breathing was long and shallow, but the master was obviously not asleep, the eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and the evening light left a clear shadow on him, Shen Yan stared at him, suddenly at a certain moment Unexpectedly, he bent down, stretched out his fingertips, and slowly and lightly plucked those two soft eyelashes.

Shi Wantang didn't open his eyes, but his throat moved slightly.

Shen Yan suddenly came back to his senses, got up suddenly, and was stunned for a moment as if he had woken up. After staying there for a long time, he slowly helped Master Bantang cover the quilt, took the bowl and went out.

He knew that someone behind him had opened his eyes and was watching him.