Your Majesty be my lord [Transmigration Book]

People like Jing Shuo, who have seen big winds and waves, were stunned.

Duan Yunshen still had the expression of "Did I perform so well, praise me quickly! Reward me!"

Jing Shuo stared at Duan Yunshen for three seconds, wanting to laugh, but feeling distressed at the same time.

It's really unnecessary to eat notes or something, I don't know whether to call his behavior stupid or cute.

Duan Yunshen waited for a few seconds, but he didn't receive a response, and the arrogance of his little pride just now dissipated.

Not satisfied?Not good enough?

Or should I sing it instead?

Jing Shuo put the porridge bowl aside, then beckoned to Duan Yunshen, motioning for Duan Yunshen to come over.

Duan Yunshen immediately stepped forward with the feeling of being on stage to receive big red flowers when he was a child. In order to make it easier for Jing Shuo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to kiss himself, he squatted down very consciously.

Crouching in front of Jing Shuo, Jing Shuo didn't reward him as Duan Yunshen expected, but grabbed his bandaged hand.

Duan Yunshen:? ?

Jing Shuo began to remove his bandages.

Duan Yunshen:? ? ? ?

Duan Yunshen did not withdraw his hand, but was curious, "This is Your Majesty?"

Jing Shuo ignored him, and then removed his bandage.

When I removed the innermost layer, I saw that the gauze and the wound were stuck together.

Jing Shuo tore it carefully, peeling it off bit by bit. He rarely treated the wound with such gentle movements in his life.

It was the first time that Jing Shuo saw the healing wound since the imperial physician bandaged the wound that day.

Honestly, it doesn't look that scary.

Jing Shuo's legs were crippled once, and the wounds on his legs at that time were much scarier than this one.

If you compare it with your own experience, Duan Yunshen's wound is really not a big deal.At most, it will leave some sequelae on the hands, which will never endanger life.

But for no reason, Jing Shuo wanted to ask him if it hurt.

Duan Yunshen gave Jing Shuo a very squeamish feeling - this squeamishness does not mean that Duan Yunshen is pretentious and unreasonable, it is a rare and fragile feeling, similar to a pot of rare flowers and plants.

It is very beautiful, rare, and I like it very much, but it is too delicate, and it is difficult to live. The scorching sun and heavy rain seem to be able to make him lose the feeling of half-life.

So if the same wound falls on me, I will never worry about hypocritical issues like whether it hurts or not.

It fell on Duan Yunshen, a foolish and helpless person, so he wanted to ask.

He has decided to take good care of it.

Duan Yunshen: "It doesn't hurt."

Jing Shuo was taken aback, he hadn't asked anything yet.

Duan Yunshen: "It looks a little scary, but it's actually not a big deal."

Jing Shuo said nonchalantly, "It doesn't look too scary."

Act like I don't care about you.

Duan Yunshen: ...

Don't you think it's scary looking at my hand with that look on your face?

Jing Shuo took out a small medicine bottle from his arms, which contained powder suitable for Duan Yunshen's hand injury.

Seeing the little eunuch changing Duan Yunshen's dressing last night, he was fascinated, so he prepared this thing and prepared to help Duan Yunshen change his dressing himself today.

The slender and white fingers had distinct knuckles. At this time, the body of the bottle was tilted. Jing Shuo tapped the body of the bottle with his finger and sprinkled the medicinal powder on Duan Yunshen's wound. , You are a good hand, let them do things, even eat and drink, and let them serve you. Slow down when you open the window, the guards in the palace are not very alert and can't catch you."

The guards in the palace sneezed collectively.

Duan Yunshen looked at Jing Shuo's fingers in a daze - those fingers really deserve a compliment, they are beautiful, white and slender, and the clear joints are enough to prove that this is a man's hand, the sense of strength cannot be ignored.

Duan Yunshen realized for no reason that although the tyrant is a disabled person, he doesn't seem to be thin at all.

Whether it's weight, fingers, or his already disabled legs - Duan Yunshen has sat on his legs and touched them, they are quite firm, not as thin as imagined disabled people.

If it was someone who was more sensitive, it would be time to be suspicious.But Duan Yunshen was just thinking at this time - awesome!Being disabled and still in such a good shape, you gave the author of the novel money?

After studying Jing Shuo's fingers, Duan Yunshen began to study Jing Shuo's lips again.

...Well, the research location is a bit unscrupulous, but there is no way, I am thinking about continuing my life!

The tyrant said he would give him a reward, but in the end he was scratching his wounds here and still thinking about it-brother collapsed, did you know that you are a tyrant, not an old mother!

I don't know whether to give the reward or not. Is it possible that I still have to take the initiative?

Duan Yunshen stared and began to lose his mind.

Jing Shuo finished handling his hands at this time, and when he looked up, he saw Duan Yunshen staring at his face in a daze.

Jing Shuo: "Want to kiss me?"

Duan Yunshen was still squatting in front of Jing Shuo's wheelchair in a daze, but at this moment his instinctive reaction was "Mmm!".

Jing Shuo raised his eyebrows, honest and cute.

Jing Shuo: "Is what Aifei said before true?"

Duan Yunshen: "Huh?"

What words?

Jing Shuo: "May my three winters be warm and spring not cold, that I have umbrellas when it rains, and lights when it's dark."

Duan Yunshen: ...

Duan Yunshen tensed his body and did not dare to move.

But psychologically, he was so embarrassed that he rolled on the ground with an "awow", as if he had been chanted a magic spell by Monkey King.

Master!Stop reading Master! !

It's too embarrassing.

When I read it, I didn't feel it because of the breath in my chest, but when I said it seriously from the emperor's mouth, I was about to fly up in place.

Farewell, this beautiful world.

Seeing that Duan Yunshen froze, Jing Shuo said, "Huh?"

Duan Yunshen struggled a bit, and then covered his face with his round claws, "That's not what was written on the note, the concubine made a mistake."

Jing Shuo: "Then is this true?"

Duan Yunshen: "..."

You are an emperor, are you still worried that you will be frozen in winter...

——Wait, it seems that I really have to worry.It's already autumn, and it's still under house arrest by the Empress Dowager. If it's still here in winter, it might really be frozen.

Duan Yunshen: "If His Majesty can't come out in winter, my concubine can give you charcoal and a hand warmer."

Jing Shuo: ...

That's really unnecessary, the Empress Dowager can't keep him locked up for so long, so she's about to go out.

Seeing Jing Shuo's expression, Duan Yunshen said, "What the concubine said is true. I came in through the window at night, and wrapped the supper and the hand warmer on the concubine."

Jing Shuo couldn't laugh or cry, but he was in a good mood, "Then I will thank my concubine first."

Duan Yunshen: "You don't have to thank me, you don't have to thank me, your Majesty's relatives and concubines will do."

I'm still waiting!

Can you do it? You have a bad memory at a young age or something?