Emperor student

King Saibei's concern about not wanting Yin Ning to take a bath is justified.Although Yin Ning was wrapped in a thick coat after getting out of the water, and his face was red and cute, but he became dizzy after chatting with him.

"I'm fine..." Yin Ning's lips were pale, and his cheeks flushed abnormally, "Your Majesty, don't worry, he must be a little sleepy, sleep for a while... you'll be fine... ..”

As he spoke, he suddenly fell softly to one side, and passed out just like that.

King Saibei was taken aback, but fortunately he reacted quickly and quickly supported him. After trying it, his forehead was already hot, and it must have been burning for a while.

Yin Ning supported himself strongly, and did not reveal his flaws until he was unable to support himself.

He almost broke his forehead.

King Saibei looked at his wrinkled face and his eyes that were still restless, and he loved and hated him in his heart.

Why didn't he tell himself that he was uncomfortable, if it wasn't that he couldn't hold on, wouldn't he want to survive without letting himself notice?

Yin Ning didn't feel well, and even his heart was suffering like a fluctuating cold and heat.The King of Saibei ordered people to summon Dr. Sheng, because the last time he felt the pulse, the King of Saibei strictly prohibited him from touching Yin Ning. This time, the old man learned his skills.Seeing Yin Ning, he twisted the handkerchief and spread it on Yin Ning's wrist artificially, making sure that there was no skin contact before he dared to put his hand on it to test his pulse.

"Don't use your accent!" King Saibei scolded impatiently, "Quickly prescribe the prescription!"

Doctor Sheng felt sorry for him, and narrowed his wrinkled old eyes sadly.He felt that he was already too old, and he was unable to cope with the changes in the king's heart. For a while, he didn't know whether he should retire from his old age and return to his hometown to protect his family.

"How is it? Is there a serious problem?" King Saibei asked eagerly after seeing that he had finished his diagnosis and treatment.

"..." For all doctors, this is probably the most difficult question to answer.

Doctor Sheng is very confident in his medical skills, but he is not a fairy.If there is no serious problem, if there is any problem at that time, I will definitely suffer.

But if there is a serious problem, then he will suffer now.

After hesitating for a moment, Doctor Sheng said, "No problem." Then he paused for a moment, and then said, "No problem."

King Saibei's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and he was so angry that it seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"The concubine's body is weak and her mind is in a trance, and the cold evil has invaded her body, which naturally hinders her health. But if you take the decoction prescribed by the minister, it will be fine."

King Saibei closed his eyes, suppressing his inner dissatisfaction.

This medical officer Sheng is indeed unmatched in Saibei's medical skills, but he is also really slick.

It's not like the local doctors in Saibei, who either poured medicine without saying a word, or directly ordered the funeral.

"Go."

With such a sound, Medical Officer Sheng hurriedly left the dormitory, raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, completely disregarding his past refined image.

King Saibei sat on the side of the bed, gently took Yin Ning's right hand, held it in his palm, and placed it on his chest.

Although Yin Ning fell asleep, he seemed very restless.

In fact, he didn't completely pass out, and it didn't take long before he lost consciousness before he started to feel it.He could feel King Saibei touching his forehead again and again, and he could hear King Saibei scolding others, but he didn't know why.

He thought in a daze, King Saibei was also the Son of Heaven, and he probably wasn't much different from Emperor Daxi.

A companion is like a tiger, these emperors, if they can praise you today, they can marry you to a ghostly place to ward off disasters tomorrow.

Yin Ning studied in school before and met many friends.One of them is the direct son of General Longma. When Princess Yuehua got married, he once said with emotion: "I don't know where to use the general when I send my concubine to live in the country."

Mr. Private School heard him and severely reprimanded him, not allowing him to read this sentence again.

Yin Ning was sitting next to him at that time, but firmly remembered this almost anti-poetic sentence.

"Sending a concubine to live in peace, I don't know where to use the general." Yin Ning said silently in his heart.He was a little sad, and all the emotions that had been appeased by the new environment and King Saibei rushed over again.

Yin Ning was in a state of confusion, forgetting that he was already in Saibei, as if he had returned to the sleepless night when he just received the decree, and returned to the days when he was forced to read those disgusting picture books in the carriage.

His mind was full of thoughts that were tangled together like a mess, and he kept thinking that Emperor Daxi wanted to send him to marry him after losing the battle.But what if King Saibei is not a good person, what if King Saibei kills him when he sees him?Even if King Saibei didn't kill him, if King Saibei is a fierce and ruthless old man, will he kneel down on the couch to serve him as shown in the books he has read?

Just thinking about it, Yin Ning felt overwhelming despair.

Now he would rather be able to pass out and be unconscious, it would be better.

His whole body was like being in an ice cellar, the cold made him shiver all over, his teeth clenched.

His heart was even more frosty and bitter, and Kong Youyou had nowhere to borrow his strength.

"It's so cold..." Yin Ning couldn't help raving, he felt like the only burning candle in the ice and snow.The warmth of the body is constantly being lost, the candle is torn by the cold wind, threatened by the frost, and will soon die in this freezing place.

Yin Ning was sick, and his mind was much more fragile than usual, so he couldn't help feeling wronged.

He thought of home, his father who was far away in the capital, and his mother who no longer had much memory.Daddy had high hopes for him, even though he failed to keep his proud eldest son, but before Yin Ning got married, he gave him extremely generous and comfortable protection.

If he hadn't been protected too well, Yin Ning would not have developed his current temper.

Although Yin Ning's body is not very strong, but since his body has grown, he has not suffered any serious illness or disaster.

The last time I got sick like this was when I was very young.

In the haze, he even thought of the Ninth Prince, the gentleman like jade who helped him up when he fell down in embarrassment.

He once rescued him from disaster, and once trapped him in the boundless night.

Therefore, if you are extremely tired, you may not call the sky; if you are sick and miserable, you may not call your parents.

Yin Ning has recited this since he was a child, but it is only today that he understands what it means

But what's the use of calling heaven and earth, parents?

No one can save him.If life is not good, and the bad news comes back to the capital in a few years, probably only the father will shed a few tears in sadness.

The father and younger brother, as well as the rise and fall of the whole family, probably won't be remembered for too long.

In addition, people in the capital may have a lot of discussions again, saying that the young master of the Yin family died outside the Great Wall, and it may have been a few years of terrible life, but he did not survive it in the end.

Just like they talked about Princess Kangning who died in her husband's house before.

How can a frivolous sentence of terrible days sum up their day-to-day struggles.

Yin Ning couldn't help resenting, it wasn't that he didn't hate in his heart.

Why let him come to make a kiss, why no one can give him a hand in this drowned quagmire.He was brought up so brightly, like all the aspiring young people in the capital, looking forward to one day winning three yuan in succession and honoring his ancestors.

Their parents are all extraordinary, and there is no white man in their contacts.Once they got married, on the surface they praised their family for their integrity and loyal service to the emperor.But behind the scenes, I am afraid that they will talk about the Yin family even more unscrupulously, and talk about the Yin Yushi whose descendants committed crimes.

There are no more disciples of the emperor, no more Chang'an champions.

Yin Ning closed his eyes, exhausted, so tired that he even struggled to move.

He was like a poor man who was dragged by a ghost and was about to be dragged into the depths of darkness. He finally gave up resistance and was ready to sink from now on.

"Yin Ning, Yin Ning!" A hand grabbed him.

King Saibei held Yin Ning in his arms, carefully let him get up, and sat down against his chest.

Seeing that he didn't respond, King Saibei couldn't feed the medicine, so he made up his mind, without even frowning, he immediately gulped down a bowl of dark medicine juice.

He didn't spit it out this time, the bitterness of the concoction was nothing compared to his heart.

He gently held Yin Ning's dry and pale lips, pinched his chin, and with a slight force on his fingertips, Yin Ning's mouth opened involuntarily.

King Saibei put his mouth on it, and took advantage of Yin Ning's panting time to enter Yin Ning's mouth very seriously, and took a second sip after he swallowed it.

In this way, a bowl of medicine soon bottomed out.

And because of King Saibei's hard work, Yin Ning never choked and coughed, only a drop leaked between their lips when they fed the medicine for the last time, and it flowed down Yin Ning's chin, leaving a dark mark on his face.

King Saibei looked at the man in his arms, couldn't help lowering his head, and gently licked the drop of medicine clean.

He rarely suffers from illness, and does not use these things even when he catches a cold.So it was really the first time I came into contact with such a bitter medicine.

Just now, he was afraid that Yin Ning would not be able to drink it, and he was also afraid of choking him, so he used 12 points of energy to feed the medicine, without any distracting thoughts in his mind, and he was more serious than reading a map when marching and fighting.

But now that such a big task is completed, he put the medicine bowl on the table, seeing Yin Ning's lips moistened red and tender by the medicine juice, he couldn't help but think about the soft touch when he put it on just now.

Just thinking about it like this, King Saibei couldn't help feeling hot in his heart.

In this way, even the bitter medicine that is hated becomes extremely sweet.Especially when Yin Ning's mouth moved to the end, the smell of medicine faded away, leaving a wisp of medicine fragrance, which added a bit of interest.

King Saibei sighed helplessly, reluctantly stuffed Yin Ning back into the quilt, and tucked the corners clumsily.

He has never served anyone, but he can't and doesn't want to take care of Yin Ning.

He thought faintly, if he hugged her like this again, the gods would not be able to hold her back.

King Saibei suddenly regretted that he had not consummated the marriage with Yin Ning when he took the initiative.

Are you being too pedantic?Although there is no salute, but the matchmaker is still married, why can't she enjoy the joy of fish and water?

King Saibei secretly decided that when Yin Ning fully recovered, he would no longer be patient.

Thinking of this, he looked at Yin Ning with enthusiasm.He thought for a while, and walked to the small cubicle at the end of the bed, where the two big boxes that followed Yin Ning from Daxi were piled up.

He picked out a few erotic books that looked good, went back to Yin Ning's bed, sat on the stool, held Yin Ning's hand, and read them with relish.

This is what Yin Ning saw when he opened his eyes.

King Saibei sat in front of his couch, and he didn't know how long he stayed there.

He was a little touched, no matter what kind of temper this person really had, he really cared about him right now.

However, just when he was about to move, he suddenly noticed that King Saibei was reading a booklet with relish, so fascinated that he didn't even notice when he woke up.

Yin Ning took a closer look, and it turned out to be those pictures brought from the palace!

He was originally ill, so the burden on his shoulders was even more enormous, almost crushing himself.

He thought of the role he had to play and the obligations he had to fulfill, and his body felt so weak that his eyes turned black.

He also didn't expect King Saibei to be so hungry and thirsty, yearning for this kind of thing all the time.

But how could he satisfy him in this sickly state of his own?

Yin Ning was worried, would she fall out of favor in the long run?

He came to Saibei during this time, and secretly looked around.Saibei people are mostly tall and strong, and they have the masculine style of generals. Even a small guard looks extremely brave.

Yin Ning was already weak, so in terms of physical strength, he was naturally much weaker. In terms of skills, even if he sharpened his gun in front of the carriage, it might not be enough.

If those five big and three thick men wanted to climb on the bed, seven times in one night and had a golden spear without falling down, King Saibei might not look down on his silver pewter spear head anymore.

At that time, as the main concubine, wouldn't he become a thorn in the side of those people, and be eliminated quickly?

"Your Majesty..." Yin Ning said, startled by his hoarse voice.

King Saibei was so frightened that he threw all the books out.

He and Yin Ning looked at each other, grinning and said: "Do you want to drink water, Ning'er? Drink some water."

Then he turned around and got a glass of water in person, bringing it to Yin Ning's mouth.

Yin Ning was lying flat, unable to get to the rim of the cup to drink. King Saibei just peeked at Huang Shu and felt guilty, but he didn't dare to help him. He just said: "Ning'er, open your mouth."

Although Yin Ning was puzzled, he still complied.

King Saibei had never taken care of anyone since he was born, and even took the teapot and poured water into Yin Ning's mouth directly.

Fortunately, the temperature of the water was not high, and no one was scalded.

But Yin Ning still subconsciously closed his mouth, and King Saibei hurriedly moved the kettle, pouring water on his face.

Yin Ning's face was covered with water, choking so loudly that his heart was piercing, he kept bouncing on the bed.

King Saibei hurriedly helped him up and gave him comfort.

Wait until you calm down.Yin Ning was paralyzed in the arms of King Saibei.

But in this way, his throat is much better, and he no longer feels thirsty.

Doctor Sheng's ability is indeed not small, Yin Ning felt a lot more relaxed after taking a dose of medicine.But this typhoid fever disappears like a snag, and I'm afraid it will take a long time to take care of it.

"Your Majesty likes this very much?" Yin Ning asked, pointing to the booklet on the ground, unable to get angry with the Saibei King.

King Saibei didn't want to deceive him, so he hesitated for a while and decided to confess: "That's right."

"I will satisfy Your Highness as soon as possible." Yin Ning looked into King Saibei's eyes and said sincerely, "But now that Ning'er is weak, can I wait for the King to be patient for two days and not go to others?"

King Saibei was very puzzled, and at the same time felt wronged by suspicion: "Why would Ning'er think of me so much? Even if he likes me, he just likes to do this kind of thing with Ning'er. How could I go to someone else?!"

On the one hand, Yin Ning was relieved, but on the other hand, he was full of guilt.

"If Your Majesty likes it, you can use, use the things in that box first..." Yin Ning still couldn't say those two words, and said vaguely, "Ning'er is willing to try it with Your Majesty to see if they are good. It’s easy to use. It’s just that the king will be wronged in this way, and I don’t know if the king is willing.”