The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

The lady on duty listened to His Majesty's urgent tone, and rushed to the hospital without even going in to confirm.

Yin Wujiu supported Wen Jue's back with one hand, and tremblingly stretched out the other hand to Wen Jue's lips, wanting to wipe off the blood on his lips for him, when he was about to touch Wen Jue's lips, Wen Jue grabbed his hand.

In the late summer weather, the man's palm was icy cold, completely different from the warmth and dryness when he held his hand before, making Yin Wujiu feel a little dazed for a moment.

When he was in a daze, Wen Jue took out a veil from his arms, wiped off the black blood on his lips, and put the veil back as if nothing had happened.

"I want to lie down for a while." Wen Jue said softly, then let go of Yin Wujiu's wrist, stood up while supporting the table and went to the bed.

Yin Wujiu looked at his back, his heart was so sore that he wanted to wring out the water.

He seems to have lost a lot of weight!

It's like a dead bamboo that has lost all its branches and leaves. It is thin and slender. It looks straight, but when the wind blows, it can be broken into two pieces...

Since being poisoned, Wen Jue's spirit has not been as good as before. Even when he was unable to move because of his low points two years ago, he only had a lot of difficulty walking around. Suffering from torture and mental torture.

This so-called rest is nothing more than changing from sitting to lying down, and then continuing to suffer before being awake and confused.

Yin Wujiu stood at a distance and watched him for a while, then slowly leaned over, and then reached out to lift Wen Jue's clothes.

Because the pain occupied almost all of his attention, Wen Jue didn't even notice Yin Wujiu's movements at first, but when he did, Yin Wujiu had already divided his shirt to the two sides.

Wen Jue grabbed Yin Wujiu's hand almost in a panic.

But this time, Yin Wujiu didn't let him stop him like before, the more Wen Jue stopped him, the more he wanted to watch.

During the struggle, something rolled out of Wen Jue's arms, Yin Wujiu glanced at it, it was the veil that Wen Jue just wiped his mouth.

He stared at it for a few seconds, then reached out and picked it up.

The crumpled veil unfolded with the force of gravity, and it looked like a large amount of blood stains on it, which was quite shocking.

Yin Wujiu's fingertips suddenly felt a little weak, how much blood did he vomit!

When I saw him last night, he also vomited blood. How long did this situation last?

The more Yin Wujiu thought about it, the more panicked he felt, but the things that made him feel uneasy were obviously not over yet, and soon, he noticed that the gauze on Wen Jue's chest was also oozing blood, the color was extremely abnormal black blood.

Wen Jue watched his eyes fall on his chest, and subconsciously raised his hand to close his shirt, but Yin Wujiu seemed to be masochistic, even though he was extremely scared in his heart, he still stubbornly wanted to explore, when Wen Jue stopped him When it was him, he didn't want to say anything, just tapped Wen Jue's acupuncture points.

He used the method he taught him on himself, but Wen Jue couldn't do anything about it.

He could only watch helplessly as his lover peeled off his clothes, unwrapped the bandages layer after layer, and looked at his broken body.

Before they fought at the banquet, Wen Jue had scruples and took Yin Wujiu several times on his body, but because Yin Wujiu couldn't find Yu Tian for a while, he just grabbed a sword randomly, so those wounds were not touched. The deadly poison that was applied has scabbed over now, leaving ugly criss-cross scars on Wen Jue's fair skin. At this moment, these scars are nothing compared to the sword on his chest. It seems a little insignificant.

Yin Wujiu's pupils contracted violently suddenly, the blood on that handsome face quickly drained, and turned pale in an instant.

——The sword wound on Wen Jue's chest couldn't heal at all. Although Xie Lingshuang asked the imperial physician to give him the best medicine last night, it still didn't help. When the imperial physician came to change the dressing this morning, the wound festered even worse Now, the situation is even worse than it was in the morning.

"Does it hurt?" Yin Wujiu wanted to touch the horrible wound, but he was afraid of hurting him, so he could not get up and down with one hand hanging in the air for a long time.

"Your Majesty, don't look at it."

Yin Wujiu heard Wen Jue's words that almost came out of his throat, and suddenly raised his eyes.

The tenderness that the young man had just shown inadvertently disappeared in the blink of an eye. He stared at Wen Jue with red eyes, and said in a vicious voice: "You are so cruel to everyone, including yourself. Wen Chongzhou, what kind of person do you have?" No heart?"

The young emperor felt that his body was filled with resentment, and he was about to burst into a bloody mess in almost a second, leaving no bones left.

He hated this man for cheating again and again, but he hated himself even more.

What Yin Hongyu said is correct, he has countless opportunities to find out the truth, but he has always been cowardly and unwilling to delve into it. If he could have discovered this person's lies earlier, the matter might not have developed into what it is today. The tragedy of redemption.

Yin Wujiu could not forgive Wen Jue, nor could he forgive himself.

"I just wanted the golden cicada to get out of its shell and leave the court for a few years to live a happy life. I didn't expect to be poisoned by such a fatal poison." Wen Jue sighed softly, with a three-pointed pity in his tone, but deep down, it is a pity. The fickleness of the heart.

Although Yin Wujiu was transparent, he was immature after all, and he didn't realize that these words did not come from Wen Jue's sincerity.

This man lied to him again.

Probably that's the way lies are, once they start, they get out of hand.

Talking about the last time is simply nonsense.

Under Wen Juemian's heartless words, Yin Wujiu's belief in this relationship collapsed little by little...

It is not that there is no antidote for Huawu, but the materials for medicine are extremely rare, not to mention some that need to be grown for decades or hundreds of years, but the white road flower that grows on the snow-capped mountains and only blooms in winter cannot be used. Obtain.

Now that summer has not passed yet, Wen Jue's body will be dead when it snows.

So as far as Wen Jue's situation is concerned, this poison and medicine is basically equivalent to no solution.

Yin Wujiu heard Du Wujuan's words at that time, so excited, he almost cut off his head with a sword, but before doing so, he felt that it would be too cheap for him to just let him die, so he took those messy things on his body. All the poisons and medicines were collected and poured down on him.

"Since you love poisoning so much, then try it yourself." Yin Wujiu dropped this sentence coldly, turned around and walked out without looking at him, and slammed the door hard.

Although Du Wujuan has been tinkering with this since he was a child, he has taken a lot of poison and medicine himself, but with so many medicines, it is inevitable that he will not be able to take it anymore, but in a few days, he was tortured in the side hall without human beings or ghosts, almost going crazy.

In the past, he used these things to torture others, and he stood aside and watched the show with great interest. Now that he has suffered so much this time, he has begun to regret the sins he has committed.

Although Du Wujuan was useless, Yin Wujiu did not give up. He ordered people to post the imperial list all over the country, and attracted many doctors to treat Wen Jue. Whether he is asleep or not, he is being watched and questioned by others, it is one thing whether he can bear it physically, but the key point is seeing Yin Wujiu's hope that is ignited again and again but then extinguished, he feels even more tormented in his heart.

Wen Jue Ming privately persuaded him several times to let him give up, but every time, either he was ignored by Yin Wujiu, or he was upset, and he sneered at him out of control.

Every time he watched him forcefully ask those doctors to diagnose him, and then when he showed that he didn't want to take the medicine, he would personally pour the medicine into his mouth, Wen Jue couldn't help but think of this young man who used to be gentle and well-behaved in front of him. , the appearance of obeying his own words.

The former Wen Jue is like a god in Yin Wujiu's heart, he regards him as precious as treasure, as light as life.

The thing Yin Wujiu feared the most since he was a child was that Wen Jue would abandon him if he was unhappy, leave him and fly away, so he always cautiously huddled beside the man, observing his emotions, trying his best to obey and please him .

Wen Jue's neglect or reprimand would make him restless, but the occasional tenderness and concern, as if the sunshine and rain that continued his life, would make him shine for a long time.

But now, those so-called halos and specialities have been broken by Wen Jue himself. In Yin Wujiu's heart, he is no longer that sacred and inviolable master, but a liar, a liar who stole his heart .

No matter how much he loves a liar, he can no longer respect him like a god and take care of him tenderly.

What made Yin Wujiu finally give up on treating Wen Jue was an accident.

A person who claimed to be a genius doctor prescribed a prescription for Wen Jue, but in the end he almost sent Wen Jue away.

He was in a coma for two days and two nights before he was rescued, Yin Wujiu looked at his pale and weak appearance, his nerves were tense for several days, and he broke in an instant, sitting on the side of the bed hugging Wen Jue who had just woken up and crying almost suffocated.

Since then, there have never been any strange doctors of all kinds from all over the world in Wen Jue's house.

Shen Jimei was in charge of raising Yin Wujiu's fetus while taking care of Wen Jue.

Although Wen Jue's life cannot be saved, he can hang on with good soup and medicine, and he can always feel a little better. As for Yin Wujiu, even though he said such cruel words that day, after returning to the palace, Shen Jimei rationed him medicine, but he was in a state of decline.

No matter how cruel he said, in his heart, he cared about Wen Jue after all.

Every day after the imperial court, Yin Wujiu asked people to send official documents to Wen Jue's place. When he was reviewing the memorials, he would glance at Wen Jue from time to time. When it was time to eat, he would watch Wen Jue eat. If it is too little, he will pick up his bowl and forcefully feed the medicinal meal into his mouth.

When Wen Jue was in better spirits, Yin Wujiu couldn't help but asked him a few times why he did those things without telling himself.

Yin Wujiu had too many doubts in his heart.

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