Prince is a slave

Freed from Yi Tao's palm, lowered his eyes, and said lightly: "My king, I have no regrets."

"..." Yi Tao's eyes darkened even more.

Yi Luojia knew that he should not look at him again, but at this moment, his chest was stagnant again, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and the corners of his eyes were red and wet.

"Are you sick?" Yi Tao raised his eyebrows, "I saw that your complexion was not very good in the early court, and now you are coughing again. Could it be that you have a cold?"

"It's okay." Iroka shook his head, "Drink some medicine and you'll be fine."

Yi Tao said: "There are a lot of diseases and epidemics these days, it's better to pay attention to them. If you are not feeling well, you will not come to the palace for a few days and rest at home. The lonely king will ask the imperial doctor to show you and prepare some prescriptions. son."

Seeing that he couldn't make excuses, Yi Luojia had no choice but to nod.

20

20. In spring...

The imperial doctor came to see Yi Luojia, looked, heard and asked about it, and finally came to the conclusion that "the body is weak and cold, and the heart is weak", so he prescribed a prescription for Yi Luojia, and asked Liu Steward to go to the pharmacy to get the medicine and take it on time .Before leaving, I reminded me that I must not have emotional fluctuations, and I should not have anything to do with other patients, otherwise my physical strength will be weak and I will easily be infected with other diseases.

Yi Luojia propped his chin in distress, staring at the bowl of bitter Chinese medicine in front of him, a thin face was also reflected in the thick and black medicine juice, with light golden eyelashes hanging down, and the melancholy temperament was wonderfully mixed into his handsome face. In the silhouette of her, she could see a group of maids.

and some servants.

Iroka is not pretending to be melancholy, he is really melancholy.

He rubbed his brows in pain. The thing he hated the most since he was a child was drinking medicine. Before he was five years old, his father would hold his hands and feet, and then his mother would force the medicine into his mouth.

After the age of five, he learned to play tricks. He always secretly exchanged the medicine for Yi Xin when the adults were not paying attention. The silly and good-tempered younger brother didn't tell him, and obediently helped him drink up the medicine every time.

But not now.

"I really can't drink later?" Iroka asked tentatively.

The young man on the opposite side looked indifferent, and asked very coldly: "What do you think?"

"...Su Yue..."

"..."

"...Su Yue..."

"It's useless to call me." Su Yue pushed the medicine bowl in front of him, with a strong tone, "Drink."

Yi Luojia had no choice but to hold up the medicine bowl, and looked at Su Yue desperately. Seeing that the other party had no compassion, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, close his eyes, and gulped down the medicine.

"Uh……"

The medicine juice became thicker as it went down, and when Iroka finally finished drinking the medicine, he was already clutching his stomach as if he had a stomachache, and lay down on the table as a heroic act of martyrdom.

Su Yue looked a little funny, the handsome and dignified Master Ping Xijue was like a child, he would be afraid of taking medicine, so why would he make the soldiers of the three armies feel ashamed if he said it?

But if it's funny, it's funny, it's fine if you feel better, your face still looks cold, but the curvature of the corners of your mouth is no longer hard.

Su Yue took a small piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the exquisite lotus-leaf porcelain plate, and handed it to Ping Xijue who was about to die: "Here, eat it."

"..." The dying nobleman feebly raised his eyelids, but when he saw the pastry in Su Yue's hands, his faint gaze ignited the flame of life.The pale golden head leaned over expectantly, smelled the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and then bit it without thinking.

The action was too fast, and he accidentally bit Su Yue's fingertips. Yi Luojia's eyes revealed some indistinct colors, and then the tip of his wet tongue slightly licked Su Yue's fingertips, and finally She also closed her eyes, pretending to be a normal person, and pursed her thin lips eagerly.

The bitterness of the concoction is mixed with the sweetness of the sweet-scented osmanthus.

Very strange taste.

But it's not disgusting.

"..." Seeing him like this, Su Yue's face almost twitched.

"Ping Xijue."

"Ok?"

Su Yue said sincerely: "You make me feel kind."

"Oh?"

"...When I was in Shangguo, I often fed Axue like this, and then she would bite my fingers."

Yi Luojia's originally good mood suddenly sank: "Axue?...a woman?"

"No." Su Yue smiled, "Axue is a hound raised in Wangcheng."

Iroka: "..."

For the next few days, Iroja spent time with Su Yue like this, and Su Yue took care of him by his side, not to mention being careful, and sometimes even a little impatient.When they were together, they mostly bickered, and sometimes they would fight after arguing, a very childish way of getting along.

But Yi Luojia knew that Su Yue's thoughts were not with him at all. He took care of himself only for "return."

Just "return", not even "grateful".

Because Su Yue didn't put the knife on Yi Luojia's neck to avoid him and save himself.Nor did he try to force Yi Luojia to fight against everyone for himself, so that he was demoted.

All these were paid by Yi Luojia willingly, and had nothing to do with Su Yue.

So sometimes Iroka would comfort himself and say in his heart: "At least there is something rewarding, isn't it?"

For two heartless people, the rewards are already enough, no amount of extravagance can be expected, and it is impossible to pretend.

After living in the winter, the soldiers outside the customs were fighting bloody battles, but the people living far away in the imperial capital lived a relaxed and leisurely life. Unknowingly, they waited for the first warmth of early spring in the sound of crackling fires.

Iroka's illness has almost recovered, but he still coughs occasionally.He has been taboo all winter, his tall body has become thinner and thinner, wrapped in a white fur coat, which makes him more graceful, handsome, calm and indifferent.

Only Su Yue knew how many childlike tempers this guy had hidden under his gentle appearance.

Afraid of taking medicine.

Picky eaters.

Even grind your teeth in sleep.

Su Yue felt that it was before he was blind that he thought that Iroja was an "elegant and introverted", "extraordinary bearing", "stable and kind" nobleman.

But he didn't know that nobles who are "elegant and restrained", "extraordinary in bearing", and "calm and kind" are for outsiders to see, and that Iloka, who is afraid of drinking medicine and picky eaters and grinds his teeth, has never seen a second man in the whole of Elbe. I have seen it, or Su Yue didn't dare to think about this issue at all, because he was afraid of knowing what it meant.

Su Yue pushed open the long-closed window casement, and the colorful fresh morning light dripped down like nectar. He stood in front of the window and took a deep breath, the air still had a damp grassy smell, It's slightly cold, but the river in the distance has thawed, and the waves of tumbling ice are briskly crossing the endless wilderness.

The golden light of thousands of arrows penetrates the stratus clouds, and the vitality of early spring always makes people happy from the bottom of their hearts.

There is a tender green branch across the window, and a few leaves that withered last year are still stuck to the branch, while the delicate winter jasmine stretches its skirt timidly.Su Yue looked at the bright golden color, and with a thought, he folded it off.

"Does it look like you to you?"

"Huh?" Yi Luojia, who was wearing a fur coat and reading on the warm couch, was slightly taken aback, his eyes moved forward a few inches, and met the golden bone, "Winter jasmine?"

Su Yue raised his eyebrows: "Nonsense."

"..." Yi Luojia's face was black, "how does it look like me?"

"Golden."

What the hell are you talking nonsense, those koi carps raised by Eunuch Li’s house are still golden, why don’t you say I look like a fish?

Iroka cursed in his heart, and he was not polite: "Then you broke me down cruelly?"

Su Yue smiled bluntly: "Anyway, you are dead if you hang on the branch, you might as well die in my hands."

"That's right." Iloka closed the book, threw it aside, and nodded thoughtfully, "Dying under the peony flower, even being a ghost can be romantic. Anyway, I'm going to die, so you can let me be romantic." stop."

He said, before Su Yue could react, he grabbed the other party's wrist, dragged him down, and pushed him onto the spacious and warm soft couch.

Su Yue's back hit the edge of the couch, and he frowned in pain. He knew that Yi Luojia would not really do anything to him. Although this guy was elusive, at least he was a gentleman who kept his word.The two rolled around on the bed, you punched me, it looked like they were fighting.

Finally, Su Yue couldn't take it anymore, pushed Yi Luojia, and said with a straight face: "Get up, I can't breathe."

Yi Luojia looked at the young man who was panting slightly under him, his usually gloomy and pale face was slightly reddened by the fierce action, and a small petal of the winter jasmine flower that was broken in the fight stuck to his cheek. On the cheeks, very nice.Yi Luojia couldn't help being a little dazed, stretched out his hand and twirled the petals, but stared deeper and deeper into Su Yue's dark eyes.

"..." Su Yue seemed to have finally realized that something was wrong. The man above had a handsome and straight face, but he suddenly felt that this face made him panic.Because from those blue eyes, he clearly read the same desire as his father back then.

Like an anxious dark fire.

At this moment, the closed door was suddenly kicked open.

Iroka was furious, and before he could see who was coming, he shouted: "Who let you in?! Get out of here!"

After cursing, he could see clearly the man's face against the sun. It was gloomy, but also dark and turbulent. His eyes were as beautiful as a god's, but they couldn't soften the inborn emperor's air at all.

Yi Tao walked to the couch in two steps, almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "... Ping Xijue, you are so elegant..."

Neither Su Yue nor Yi Luojia expected that the king would come in disguise, and they were quite surprised when they suddenly appeared in Pingxi Jue's mansion.Although both