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The song is over.

Cheers came from the whole pear garden.

Oh my god, Xu Ze's vocals, Xu Ze's figure.

Is there anyone in the world more beautiful than this?

Xu Ze exhaled slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and slowly gestured to the people in the audience.

Seeing Xu Ze respond to their actions, the audience stood up excitedly.

Master Feng and Meng Wenru's hands were about to slap red.

It was so perfect, they had never seen such a perfect character after listening to the play for so long.

All eyes will be on Xu Ze.

Listening to him sing a song is really a fairy-like enjoyment.

Shao Yichen's eyes were deep, and the tea in his hand was already cold.

Walking slowly backstage, seeing Xu Ze surrounded by the crowd, he subconsciously circled him into his arms: "Are you tired? Go back?"

Xu Ze was already a little tired from singing this play, so he simply leaned on Shao Yichen and said, "Wait for me to take off my makeup."

Just as the boy was about to start, Shao Yichen stopped him and said, "Let me do it."

He didn't want anyone to touch Xu Ze like this.

Xu Ze closed his eyes, felt Shao Yichen gently wipe his face, and couldn't help laughing: "When will you finish unloading like this, use more force."

Use, harder?

As soon as it touched the skin under Xu Ze's makeup, it immediately turned red, it was too tender.

How do you have such tender skin?

It took half an hour to remove the makeup.

Xu Ze was so tired that he fell asleep in Shao Yichen's arms.

People around are light-footed, not daring to disturb.

Xu Ze rarely appears on stage now, but it doesn't affect his reputation.

His novels, The Story of the West Chamber, the Concubine, and The Legend of the White Snake, almost supported the entire Liyuan.

Not to mention Liyuan, even the theater troupes in the entire capital all regard him as the trend.

Whatever play Xu Ze wrote, they followed suit.

It's a pity that it's not as good as Xu Ze's libretto and beautiful figure.

Even the headgear designed by others is far behind!

This is probably genius.

But he was very modest, saying that it was not his credit, but he just saw a book by chance and copied it down.

No one believes this.

Xu Ze could only smile and didn't explain anymore.

When he woke up, Shao Yichen had already hugged him to the bed.

"Eat something before going to sleep?"

Xu Ze nodded, but he really had no appetite. Since the last time the system changed his method of death, his body became weaker and weaker.

It takes several days of rest to recover from singing a play.

If I had known earlier, I might as well have stabbed him to death.

Seeing that Xu Ze hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls of porridge, Shao Yichen simply put his arms around him: "I'll feed you."

"What kind of words." Xu Ze said with a smile, "I really don't want to eat, I'm sleepy."

Shao Yichen squeezed Xu Ze's waist: "What's wrong with you recently? You get sleepy so easily."

And the waist is also much thinner.

"It's easy to get sleepy in summer." Xu Ze yawned, his eyes were sleepy, and his expression was lazy, "I fell asleep."

Shao Yichen remained silent, but still fed him half a bowl of porridge.

Seeing that Xu Ze couldn't eat anymore, he let it go.

Seeing Shao Yichen start to take off his clothes, Xu Ze said helplessly, "My lord, you can go back to your room and sleep, my bed is small."

How is this kid still used to it?

"I don't worry, you slept for a long time last time, and you couldn't wake up no matter how you shouted." Shao Yichen frowned, and held Xu Ze's hand, "It's summer, why are your hands so cold."

"Normal." Xu Ze said calmly, seeing that Shao Yichen was unwilling to leave, he could only make room.

In fact, he also wanted Shao Yichen to sleep here.

Otherwise, the quilt will be cold all night.

It seems that if you die earlier, you won't have to suffer this kind of torture.

Xu Ze sighed, in Shao Yichen's eyes, there was infinite sorrow.

"I'll ask the imperial doctor to come back tomorrow." Shao Yichen frowned, looking unhappy.

"Forget it, people have come here many times, but they didn't find anything."

Ever since Xu Ze's health started to feel bad, Shao Yichen almost had the imperial doctor live in the Hou Mansion.

But no matter how I checked the pulse, I found nothing wrong.

It can only be said that it is the change of seasons that makes Xu Ze sleepy easily.

Xu Ze felt a little uncomfortable, smoothed Shao Yichen's brows and said, "Everyone is born, old, sick and dies. If I die, don't be sad."

"What nonsense!" Shao Yichen sat up and looked at Xu Ze who was lying down.

Seeing his pale face and pale lips, he said harshly: "Don't talk nonsense, do you hear me?"

Xu Ze was coughed by Shao Yichen for a while, and said with a smile: "It's not nonsense, what if? It's a pity that I can't see you get married and have children, and it's my little dad's regret."

Xu Ze really regretted it. If he could block the knife and die, there would be no need to suffer this kind of torture.

Seeing that Xu Ze's eyes were wrong, Shao Yichen hugged him tightly and said, "You are going to be with me for the rest of your life. You should have prepared for this when you picked me up back then."

This is too overbearing.

But some things must be said in advance.

Xu Ze gradually felt that Shao Yichen relied too much on him.

"Your Majesty, don't worry about me, I'm just repaying the favor." Xu Ze coughed twice again, "To tell you the truth, my body probably won't survive the winter."

There was disbelief in Shao Yichen's eyes.

"How is it possible? Didn't the imperial doctor say that? You're just a little weak, and you're not sick at all." Shao Yichen subconsciously squeezed Xu Ze's shoulder, so thin and thin that he didn't dare to use force at all.

Why can he say such words so calmly? !

Xu Ze felt a little uncomfortable being shaken by Shao Yichen: "My family is like this. I won't live past the age of 19. By the end of the year, I will probably be nineteen."

He is an actor, he was sold by his family early on, and he doesn't know the exact date of birth.

Back then, Team Leader Li estimated his age.

Estimated to be that time.

Of course, it was Xu Ze's nonsense that the members of the family did not live past nineteen.

Always find a reason for your own death.

Xu Ze thought his timing was good, but when he turned around, he saw Shao Yichen's scarlet eyes.

"I don't believe it, you lied to me, right?!" Shao Yichen gritted his teeth and leaned on Xu Ze, "Tell me, did you lie to me?"

"Of course not." Xu Ze laughed, with a flat expression.

As if death didn't matter to him at all.

He wasn't talking about his own life.

Just as Xu Ze wanted to comfort him, his lips and teeth were pressed against by warm lips.

The rampage made Xu Ze a little out of breath.

Shao Yichen didn't expect why on this peaceful night.

He's going to say something like this.

Isn't it a temporary weakness?Everyone has moments like this.

Why did Xu Ze die when he opened his mouth and shut it?

Shao Yichen bit the tip of Xu Ze's tongue fiercely, and said in a low voice: "Don't say you're dead, do you hear me?!"

Xu Ze was dumbfounded for a long time, what's going on? !

He was kissed by his cheap son? !

Seeing his dull expression, Shao Yichen sneered and said, "It's not the first time you've been kissed by me, what are you afraid of?"

"Not the first time?" Xu Ze's voice trembled, "What do you mean?"

"That is, you have been kissed many times by me, just like this."

Shao Yichen pinched his chin and demonstrated it over and over again, his dear Xu Ze was a little out of breath.

"Daddy, don't you like me calling you Daddy? Does it sound good?"

With a sneer, Shao Yichen directed his magnetic voice at Xu Ze's eardrums, and kissed his neck again.

The delicate kiss made Xu Ze break out in a cold sweat.

It wasn't until Shao Yichen's hand pinched his thigh that he quickly pushed it away.

"What are you doing?!"

"Fuck you."

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