Dressed as the favorite concubine of a downhearted prince

Ye Yuming returned in vain, and did not get any answer from Han Sui. Instead, he denied his previous guess. Ye Yuming became even more flustered. Han Sui denied it so thoroughly, and it didn't look like a fake. Then he What was it that I heard?

Why did no one else hear it, only he heard it?What the hell was that sound, and where did it come from?Or, are you talking to him?

The scientific outlook that he had insisted on for so long was suddenly shaken. Ye Yuming returned to the small courtyard in a trance, and when he closed the door, he heard that voice again.

Same as before, he was still asking questions non-stop, as if someone answered, but also didn't seem to, it kept circling in his ear, and slowly sat down while holding the table, Ye Yuming heard the voice asking again.

"Who are you? Where do you come from, and what is your purpose?"

After pouring a cup of cold tea into it, the coolness awakened three points of consciousness. Ye Yuming frowned, obviously in a bad state.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, so he sat stiffly, motionless until dawn.

What he didn't know was that Han Sui also stood outside all night, watching the lights in the small room come on all night, and he didn't leave until the sky turned white and Ye Yuming fell asleep by blowing on the lamp.

Only those who have ghosts in their hearts can be so guilty. As for what ghosts Ye Yuming hides in his heart, it depends on him.

"My lord, something is wrong with Young Master Ye."

Zhao An was guarding Ye Yuming on duty today, and when he realized that something was wrong, he didn't dare to delay and came to report in a hurry.

Han Sui was waxing the sealed envelope, when he heard this, he put down the letter in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Ye has been chanting a mantra. According to reports from the brothers, Mr. Ye has been chanting it all night. Just now, he asked for a pen and paper. He specially copied the mantra. Looking at it, it looks a bit like practicing."

"How?" Han Sui got up: "What did he read?"

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony..."

In the small room, Ye Yuming kept reciting his socialist core values ​​while writing silently. He wrote poorly with a brush, but he wrote every stroke very seriously. When Han Sui came over, he saw such a scene .

The "spell" that Ye Yuming chanted was not the first time he heard it. On the night they just arrived in Shuzhou, when they came to the palace for the first time, Ye Yuming was frightened by the birds, and he recited the same sentence. Ya read it together with him. Although he was a little timid at that time, he didn't seem to be very afraid of those demons. So, is he really afraid now?

"How did the interrogation go?"

Zhao An replied: "I have made it clear that Cuixia Mountain is indeed just a stronghold. Cuixia Mountain is outside, hiding the person the prince is looking for. If you want to find someone, you must go through Cuixia Mountain. The consul of Cuixia Mountain She is that person's daughter, my lord, do you want to go to Cuixia Mountain to find out?"

Han Sui glanced at Ye Yuming's room, and instead of answering Zhao An's words, he said, "The interrogation is over, so he won't hear those voices again."

Zhao An didn't know what the prince meant, so he could only answer honestly: "Yes, the man has been taken away, and the young master will not hear voices that should not be heard again."

"Then find a voice for him to hear." Han Sui ordered with a cold face: "Call someone who is good at qinggong to come over, my king has something important to say."

In the past, Ye Yuming would not be afraid no matter what ghosts, monsters and supernatural events, there is a ghost in his heart, there is a fart ghost in his heart, but the situation is really different now, he doesn't have ghosts in his heart, he just doesn't Be sure, if you didn't believe it before, it's because you haven't seen it before. He has been living an ordinary life of ordinary people. Now, is he still ordinary?

Can ordinary people have this kind of experience?

Once you get into this ridiculous idea, you can't extricate yourself.

Even he himself can't help but wonder what he is, where he came from, and who he is. These questions seem simple, but none of them are on the point that Ye Yuming cares about most. He can't answer these at all. The question is full of panic because I can't answer it.

He is afraid that he is different from the people here, he is afraid that he is like a demon in the population, he can't explain where he came from, and he doesn't know who he is now?

Once he can't explain it, he will fall into a misunderstanding. What he believes in is being broken by himself. His existence in this world itself is a fallacy that Ye Yuming cannot explain.

"Who are you?"

In the middle of the night, there was another ethereal voice. Ye Yuming slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with bloodshot eyes. He hooked the gauze curtain at hand, and he was silent for a while.

Then start talking to that voice.

"Who are you and why are you talking to me? What's your purpose?"

The voice obviously didn't expect an answer, and he lay on the roof and glanced at the prince next to him in a daze.

Han Sui moved his lips, and mouthed two words: "Demon."

The voice then said: "I am your demon. Ask your heart."

Ye Yuming in the room opened his eyes, a little dazed: "I have no demons."

Voice: ...asked the lord for help again, but this time the lord didn't seem to know how to ask further.

The voice was bold, and he took the initiative to think: "You have ghosts in your heart."

Ye Yuming: "I'm open and frank."

This seems to be a bit difficult to talk about.

The voice went to look at the lord again, and the lord gave him the usual action, and the voice continued as the lord told him before.

The misty voice continued.

But Ye Yuming suddenly said: "I don't believe in evil spirits, ghosts and gods, I don't believe in all ghosts and ghosts, I only believe in science, but my science doesn't seem to apply here, if you are conscious, tell me why you are here, why I am here. "

The voice felt that he seemed to be unable to continue with this errand, and the prince just told him to scare Mr. Ye, and asked Ye Yuming to tell the truth, but he didn't know that Mr. Ye's reaction seemed to be different from what they expected.

Not so much fear, but doubt and confusion?

Moreover, the question that the prince wants to know seems to be the question that Young Master Ye also wants to know. How can I continue to ask this question?

Although I can't continue asking, I have to continue.

As instructed, the voice continued to speak.

"You have ghosts in your heart. Who are you? Where did you come from? What is your purpose?"

Over and over again, tirelessly, and even added heavy materials. Under the prince's signal, he used light work to fly over the window several times, just to let the people in the room see him, the "unidentified object" outside the window.

Ye Yuming really looked at it too. He went to open the window to look for the shadow, but he couldn't find anything.

He simply opened the window, leaned against the window, put on a dress, and continued to chat with the voice.

"They can't hear it, but I can. Do you think it's strange? It's very unscientific, but, it's the most unscientific thing for me to be here."

"You have ghosts in your heart."

"What is a ghost? Are you a ghost?"

"I am your demon."

"I think you are a repeater." Ye Yuming sneered, but there was no smile on his face: "I don't know what you are, maybe even you don't know what you are, after all, not everyone can If you explain your origins clearly, not everyone can clearly know where they come from."

Hearing what the people inside said, Han Sui's face became more serious. He could understand every word, but he didn't understand the meaning of the words together.

What do you mean you don't know where you come from?Can't explain your own history?

"My friend, I think you and I may be the only ones in this world. After all, I still have my own consciousness, and I can barely be considered a person, you? I feel that you should be a mess, and you will only repeat those two sentences, probably I don’t know where I heard it from, but I came here to repeat it to me, and we are all poor people who can’t go home.”

"If you want to come to play with me in the future, you can come to me at any time." The moon outside the window is very round, Ye Yuming's face is a little cold: "But I may not stay here for a long time, maybe I will go to other places in the future, I don't know Can you still find me?"

The voice turned to look at the lord, not knowing how to proceed. Moreover, he vaguely felt that Mr. Ye in this appearance was very strange. It was an indescribable strangeness. Mr. Ye seemed to regard himself as the same as the ghost he thought. kind.

Han Sui stood with his hands behind his back, and after standing for a while, he led the people away, and Ye Yuming didn't get an answer from the voice again.

He sat by the window alone all night, and thought about his thoughts all night, and finally developed a high fever the next day, and the breath he exhaled while lying on the bed was scalding.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if seeing Han Sui for a while, then the old man with white beard, and a pretty little girl.

"Xiaoya, is that you? Xiaoya, brother is back, and I will never grab ice cream from you again."

"How is he now?"

The old doctor looked puzzled: "Young master, this is the invasion of cold evil, stagnation in the chest, the old man can only prescribe a prescription, if the fever subsides, there will be no major problem, but I am afraid that if he does not subside the fever, it will be troublesome."

Carefully looking at Wang Ye's face, he continued boldly: "Also, the place is cloudy and the house is not sunny. It's really not a good place to recuperate. Wang Ye should change the house."

The old doctor also came to the palace to see a doctor before, but the last time he visited was the young lady in the palace. When he came, His Highness Prince Jing still loved this Mr. Ye very much. It was only a short time before he was assigned by the prince. In the desolate backyard, people are haggard like this.

It seems that this royal and rich family is not reliable.

After the old doctor persuaded him, he was afraid that the prince would not care, so he secretly prodded and made the situation more serious.

"My lord, if it's not easy to take care of the current situation, I'm afraid, there may be something wrong."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Prince Jing, who was standing next to him just now, wrapped the person on the bed tightly with a very thick and expensive fur coat, and then directly hugged him up.

"Go back to Dongyuan."

The movements are gentle and the expression is serious. No matter how you look at it, you are extremely concerned. Since you care, how can you make it like this?

"Turn on the stove, heat up the room a bit, hot water, is the medicine ready?"

Putting him on the big soft bed, Han Sui gently touched Ye Yuming's forehead. It was hot, his cheeks were flushed, his lips were pale, and his skin was dry. Han Sui fed him a few sips from the teacup, and then I can't even feed it.

Frowning tightly, Han Sui couldn't take care of others. Seeing that he couldn't feed him, he could only dryly say to the sleeping man, "Drink some more."

Everyone is in a coma, how could there be a reply?

The old doctor who was following couldn't stand it anymore and whispered a reminder: "My lord might as well moisten his lips, wait a while to pour medicine on him, and sweat again, maybe he will feel better, and then give him more water."

The clumsy Han Sui barely moistened Ye Yuming's lips and added two thick quilts under the doctor's guidance. When he was doing these, his expression was always serious, not only worried but also self-conscious. responsibility.

"When will the medicine be ready?"

"It's already fried."

The old doctor reminded again: "The decoction depends on the time and heat, so don't worry, my lord."

"Zhao An, arrange for the doctor to stay."

The old doctor wanted to say something more, but it didn't look like the prince didn't care, so he didn't say any unnecessary nonsense. Anyway, he was here, and the prince asked him to stay, isn't it just for the convenience of being nearby?

After the doctor settled down on his front feet, Ye Ya hurried over on his back feet. The little girl was still young and hadn't experienced anything. When she heard that her brother was sick and unconscious, she was brought back by the prince. She panicked and came all the way. My eyes are almost swollen from crying.

"How is my brother? Let me go in and see him."

Ye Ya was stopped by a guard at the door, and she burst into tears when she was so young. Han Sui heard it in the room and came out to pick her up and coax her.

"He's fine. The doctor has seen him. He has a fever and he's still not awake. After a while, drink the medicine and he'll be fine after sweating." Han Sui repeated the doctor's words to Ye Ya.

"But he has a bad face."

The little girl's voice was choked, and Han Sui didn't know how to comfort her. He had never experienced this before, and he was a little at a loss. In the end, he only brought Ye Ya a stool so that she could sit by the bed.

"Brother, wake up quickly, why are you so sick?"

Consciousness was hazy, Ye Yuming felt that someone was talking to him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a little girl crying.

"Xiaoya, why are you crying?"

"Brother, you're awake, awake."

Ye Ya wiped her tears and turned to look at Prince Jing, Han Sui followed, but Ye Yuming didn't see him, Ye Yuming only had Ye Ya in his eyes.

"Go to the comic exhibition? This Hanfu is newly bought, isn't it? It's pretty good-looking. It looks better than your previous ones, not bad."

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Ye Ya didn't quite understand her brother's strange words: "What exhibition, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

"You'll be tricked right away, don't keep playing, let mom know it's time to quarrel with you again, go and change your clothes."

"Brother," Ye Ya said in a low voice, looking helplessly at Prince Jing behind him, she didn't understand a word her brother said.

Han Sui glanced at the person on the bed, and knew that he was not conscious now, so he said to Ye Ya: "He's burnt out, and what he's talking about is stupid, let him rest first."

Prince Jing wanted to see off the guests, but it was a little difficult to say, but Ye Ya knew how to look at people's faces, so she said quickly: "Then I will come to see my brother when his fever subsides, is that okay?"

"Of course, Zhao An, take the young lady back." It seemed that he felt that it was a bit impolite to throw someone away like this, and he added dryly: "When his fever subsides, this king will send someone to notify you."

Ye Ya was sent away, and there were only the two of them left in the room. Ye Yuming was dizzy from the fever, and he said some random words. Han Sui sat in the seat where Ye Ya sat before, word by word. Listen to what he says.

I understand every word, and I don't know what he wants to express when they are connected together.

"sorry."

Han Sui's apology had just landed when Ye Yuming opened his eyes, still a little dazed: "Han Sui? I'm thirsty, is there any water?"

"Yes." Han Sui immediately got up and brought him water, and because of his haste, he even turned over the chair.

Sitting on the outside of the bed, supporting Ye Yuming and feeding him half a glass of water, the person in his arms woke up a little bit, but his consciousness was still confused.

"I saw Xiaoya just now, my sister, she ran out to play again, she doesn't know how to study at all, she is really naughty."

"I know, she went to the comic exhibition, and she wore a new Hanfu." Han Sui repeated Ye Yuming's words, a little bit bitterly.

"You know?" Ye Yuming was a little surprised, and then a little disappointed: "I want to go home, Han Sui, I want my parents, my little sister, and my mobile computer LOL."

"Okay, when you recover from illness, go home."

"I can't go back." Ye Yuming was even more aggrieved, and his whole body was nestled in Han Sui's arms: "I can't go back, it's not good at all, it's not scientific at all, I can't sleep at night."

"If you can send it back, I'll send you back." Han Sui patted Ye Yuming's back lightly, just as Ye Yuming asked before, stroked him, comforted his emotions, and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't scare you. I, I just want to know where your home is. When you miss home, I can go back with you."

"Han Sui, we can't go back, we are not from the same world."

You might say that he is burnt out, but this sentence is so serious.

Han Sui remained silent and did not reply.

He didn't know that they were not from the same world. Ye Yuming's character was incompatible with this world. The words he said, those inexplicable words, and all kinds of things proved that they were not from the same world at all.

"It's okay, it's your home whether you go back or not."

"Han Sui." Ye Yuming grabbed Han Sui's sleeve, raised his chin slightly, and looked at Han Sui with wet eyes: "Will you feed me realgar wine?"

"what?"

Han Sui didn't quite understand, but when Ye Yuming mentioned it, he agreed: "Okay, when you recover from illness, I'll send someone to find realgar wine."

Although it's not yet the season to drink realgar wine, but, if he wants it, why not?

"No." Ye Yuming grabbed Han Sui's clothes tightly, and said in a anxious tone, "It's that, that realgar wine!"

Han Sui paused while stroking Ye Yuming's back hand, and then asked, "Is it realgar wine for Dragon Boat Festival to ward off evil spirits?"

This time his focus was not on realgar wine, but on warding off evil spirits.

"Yes, it's the realgar wine that Xu Xian gave the white lady to drink."

Han Sui didn't know who these two people were, and he had never heard of them, but he could hear some deep meaning hidden in them, and when he thought of the origin that Ye Yuming refused to reveal easily, he had a rough guess.

Realgar is what snakes are most afraid of. Realgar wine is also the wine to drink when warding off evil spirits on May [-]th. There is a legend that after drinking the realgar wine, the snake spirit will show its original shape and ruin its morality. Although I don’t know who Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen are, Judging from the meaning of the words, it should be that person named Xu Xian gave realgar wine to a snake spirit named Bai Niangzi, and then...

Han Sui clenched his fists.

"No, I won't, no matter what you are or what you are, I won't."

It seems to be a guarantee, and it seems to be admonishing myself.

"My lord, your son's medicine is ready."

"Bring it in." Han Sui ordered, and saw Ye Yuming's face turned bitter, and his voice softened: "You will be cured only after drinking the medicine."

Ye Yuming looked at Han Sui, then at the medicine in his hand, and suddenly said, "Then give me a kiss before I drink it."

Han Sui: ...

Therefore, it is no wonder that this is the case. Snakes are sexually promiscuous, which can be explained.

The soft lips felt hot, and Han Sui tossed and turned according to his will, making Ye Yuming hug his neck tightly, almost melting into Han Sui's arms.

"Do you want to drink medicine now?"

His eyes were wet, and Ye Yuming's eyes wandered a little, not daring to look at Han Sui.

"You feed me to drink." After finishing speaking, he quickly added: "It's not the spoon type, it's, the type, I drink after you feed."

This time, Han Sui understood without emphasizing it. He took a sip from the medicine bowl, then kissed Ye Yuming's lips again, and gave him the medicine juice little by little.

After tossing a bowl of medicine, Ye Yuming's lips were bright red, like a little beast that had eaten enough, he yawned and retreated into his den.

And Han Sui stared at his sleeping face for a long time, covered him with the quilt before getting up and leaving.

"That, take it off, and that mirror, take it all off."

Han Sui led Zhao An to patrol around the mansion, and saw that all the things that should not exist had been cleaned up. At this moment, the Eight Diagrams Mirror of Anzhai, which warded off evil spirits, was being taken down.

Zhao An obeyed the order to take it down. Although he didn't know what the prince's intention was, it was probably related to Mr. Ye. Could it be that these things offended Mr. Ye?

Probably.

"Is that root carving in the living room made of peach wood?" Han Sui took two steps and suddenly remembered again: "Let's clean it up together, and peach wood is not allowed to enter the house in the future."

"Yes."

"What else?" Han Sui thought about it carefully, and then thought of a big object: "The two lions at the door, also move away."

"Move away? That's..."

"If you are told to move away, move away, why so much nonsense?!"

Hearing the impatient tone of the prince, Zhao An accepted the order, not daring to have any more questions.

Han Sui went out for a walk, threw out all the exorcising things in the mansion, and returned to the room to see Ye Yuming's peaceful sleeping face, and he was slightly relieved.

Gently tapping Ye Yuming's lips with his finger, his tone was half complaining and half petting: "I said why is it so annoying, so it's a lewd thing!"

Ye Yuming in his sleep: Why did I hear someone scolding me?

Ye Yuming's high fever was brought down a little after drinking the medicine, and it would flare up again in the middle of the night, and as soon as the temperature came up, he would start talking nonsense and communicating with Han Sui in a hazy way.

He regarded Han Sui as the inexplicable voice, and told Han Sui that he was lonely and afraid of staying here alone, and that he woke up in the middle of the night and found that no one could hear the inexplicable voice, but only himself. He wrote to science, but it is very unscientific for him to come here, and science cannot explain his existence.

Emphasizing again and again that this is not a scientific world, his tone is full of grievances, and he pulls Han Sui's sleeves like a child and acts like a baby.

Han Sui didn't know what science was, but he knew it made Ye Yuming feel aggrieved.

"Science, I'll give you science, this world will be just like yours, and you will fall in love with him."

"Who do you like?" The confused Ye Yuming seemed to have light in his eyes. He pulled Han Sui's sleeve and whispered, "Let me tell you a secret. I think that so-and-so likes me a little bit."

"Who?" Prince Jing's fist was hardened.

Those who dare to provoke him, his little snake spirit, are looking for death, right?

"Who else could it be, that awkward Prince Jing, who thinks he's a great prince. Tch, if it wasn't for his good looks, I wouldn't bother him."

Han Sui touched his face, and suddenly he was a little glad that this face followed his mother's. He thought that his mother was the most beautiful woman in Wangjing City, so it would be no different with him.

So this little fairy is greedy for his beauty?

For some reason, thinking of this possibility, Han Sui's expression was not very good.

Pinched Ye Yuming's face and asked him: "What about you? Do you think he likes you, do you like him or not?"

"I like it." Ye Yuming replied affirmatively: "He is so good-looking, if he can let me eat a bite, it will prolong my life. I am satisfied in this life, but it's a pity that that bastard is too liuxiahui, so I stripped off to sleep In his arms, he doesn't even take the bait, he's so mad."

"That's because," Han Sui didn't want to explain at first, but then he thought, anyway, he's a fool now, so it's okay to talk about it.

Don't say that Ye Yuming feels unhappy, isn't he aggrieved?

"That's because I can't accept sleeping with someone who doesn't know anything, and it will make me feel very frustrated." After speaking, he twisted Ye Yuming's face: "Isn't it just a little fairy, what's the big deal, You just stay by this king's side, can't this king still protect you?"

The little goblin Ye Yuming talked to Han Sui in a daze, and then fell asleep again. After tossing around like this all night, the temperature fluctuated, so Han Sui just guarded him all night, serving tea and medicine Take a towel to cool him down, worry as much as you want, when did Prince Jing do such a thing?

Not only did he do it, but he did it willingly, and he didn't complain at all, he was afraid that the service was not thoughtful enough, which would make Ye Yuming feel uncomfortable.

When it was dawn, Ye Yuming finally broke out in a sweat. The thick quilt and the large automatic heater as big as Prince Jing himself finally warmed him up. He sweated, and the heat gradually increased. When it comes down, it feels sticky and uncomfortable.

"Aren't you a goblin? Don't goblins know how to spell? Can you dry yourself?"

Ye Yuming, who was still asleep, didn't hear Han Sui's mentally retarded speech. If he had, he would have slapped Prince Jing on the head.

There are too many slots, it is really powerless to complain.

"No, you are useless as a goblin, and the goblin has tossed herself like this. It seems that the way is not deep enough, so I have to dare to let me know. Hmph, you are just a little goblin. If no one is protecting you, just come here Some kind of Taoist priest can take you in, and you are hiding with me, you have to hug my thigh tightly, this is the only way to keep you safe, do you know!"

Ye Yuming, who was asleep, said that he didn't know and didn't want to know.

Sweating and not cleaning it must be very uncomfortable. His Royal Highness King Jing, who felt that he knew all the truth, took the initiative to help Ye Yuming wipe his body, and in order to avoid catching cold again, he deliberately added several more stoves in the room. He also put down the thick bed curtain to block the wind, and before he could untie Ye Yuming's clothes after doing all this, he was sweating so much that he could only take off his own clothes first.

It was also the first time for Prince Jing to do the work of wiping someone's body, especially for his sweetheart. Since Han Sui really had no experience, it would take time to complete this big project, and he was afraid As soon as Ye Yuming's fever subsided and he caught a cold, he covered him or put some clothes on him after wiping a little, trying not to let Ye Yuming catch a cold.

Because he worked so hard and had no distractions, Han Sui didn't know when Ye Yuming woke up.

So Ye Yuming opened his eyes and saw a very strange picture.

Not only is it weird, but the scene is so shocking that Ye Yuming took a breath, closed his eyes for three seconds while holding his breath, and then opened them again. It was still the same scene, really wanting to make people nosebleed. It's just that his current physical condition is a bit unbearable.

After touching his nose, Ye Yuming made sure that he didn't have a nosebleed, and then asked cautiously and tentatively, "Do you want to give me a mouth?"

"you're awake?"

Han Sui's big project of wiping his body has just reached the position of his thighs. His Royal Highness Prince Jing has no working experience, so he just needs to do whatever is convenient. Therefore, he is lying on Ye Yuming's body. From Ye Yuming's point of view See, there is a little bit of that feeling that everyone understands.

He just woke up, and he had a high fever before, and his mind was confused, so he said that sentence without thinking.

After Han Sui got up, Ye Yuming saw the towel in his hand, and realized later that maybe things were not what he thought.

Then, vaguely, I was still a little lost.

But think about it, that's Han Sui, that's Prince Jing, who wouldn't even sleep with him, how could he give him a mouth?

What are you daydreaming about?

"Hehe, my lord, you," Ye Yuming wanted to say something to ease the embarrassing situation, and then saw Han Sui's collar was open, looking very fleshy, his eyes moved over and back, after several times, Ye Yuming decided to be upright look.

Why don't you let me see if you can't eat it?Besides, it wasn't the collar he took off, it was the collar that was always like that, and the dew was exposed, what's wrong?

"Hey, my lord, you brought me back?" Ye Yuming, belatedly aware, finally realized that he was not in that dilapidated, desolate and inexplicable small house. In the master bedroom, the bed has been changed.

Patting the bed board under him, Ye Yuming was still a little disgusted: "You can't do this, the bed is too hard, the mattress I had someone make before was good, but unfortunately it burned out, or we can buy another one?"

"it is good."

"It's okay not to buy it, and a thicker quilt will do the trick." Ye Yuming spoke quickly, and after he finished speaking later, he realized that Han Sui had actually agreed.

"You said yes? You agreed? Do you know how much that mattress is? I asked someone to customize it. You forgot when you scolded me for spending money and said I was extravagant and licentious? No, Han Sui, say it again, don't you?" I heard wrong, what did you just say?"

The expression on Han Sui's face was a bit awkward, but he repeated again: "I said yes, I will order another one after you recover from illness."

"You pay?"

"When did you take the money?" Han Sui seemed to sigh, a little helpless: "Why are you so rich."

Didn't the goblin learn how to turn stones into gold?It seems that there is no, otherwise I would not be such a money fanatic, and then shook my head lightly, but I am so stupid, why have I not learned anything, if I hadn't met him, how would I be able to make a living in this world?

He leaned over and touched Ye Yuming's forehead: "The fever is gone, is there any other discomfort?"

"Yes." Ye Yuming swallowed, stretched out his hand to poke Han Sui's exposed chest, and said in a low voice, "Han Sui, you should put on your clothes. I'm sick and weak. You can't do this."

Then Ye Yuming watched with his own eyes, Han Sui seemed to be casually walking around, and his collar was opened even wider.

Ye Yuming: ...

It's over, I suspect that Han Sui is seducing me now, what should I do?I can't hold it back, no, I have more energy than energy!

Damn, when is it bad to be sick, why is it so weak at this time, if he is alive and well, he has to get up and press Han Sui down!

But I can only think about it, he is still weak now, although he doesn't have a fever, but he is dizzy when he shakes his head, he probably fell down before he pressed Han Sui.

Just miserable.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Han Sui was very serious, touching his forehead and face, and even pretending to feel his pulse.

Ye Yuming: It's over, what happened to the sudden rapid heartbeat?What's the situation, are you going to die?

"It's a little boring, and I'm a little dizzy. I feel very tired, and it's hard to lift my arms." Ye Yuming looked at Han Sui, eagerly: "My lord, Han Sui, do you remember what was the last time you saw me?" Attitude? It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I can, cough, cough, "

Before finishing the two sentences, his throat felt uncomfortable. Ye Yuming covered his mouth and coughed, and then Han Sui came over with water, supported him with one hand, and fed him with the tea bowl in the other. No matter how you look at it, he was gentle and considerate.

Ye Yuming took a sip of water, looked at Han Sui, took another sip, looked at Han Sui again, and finally couldn't drink it anymore.

"Han Sui, tell me the truth, am I suffering from some incurable disease? I'm not dying, am I? Tell me, don't worry, I can take it."

Not only can he bear it, but now he finally understands the feeling of Ye Ya's illness. At that time, he felt ashamed of Ye Ya, so when Ye Ya was ill, he was very kind to Ye Ya, so good Ye Ya also wondered if she was dying soon, and now the same thing happened to Ye Yuming.

Moreover, his probability is obviously much higher than Ye Ya's.

Because now he is very gentle and considerate to him, even serving him tea and water to wipe his body, the one who does not respond to his requests is Han Sui, Prince Jing!

It's magical, right?

What is Han Sui's attitude towards him?It's always been that kind of awkward, too lazy to say a word of nonsense with him, and he can't say a word of nice things, and they were still quarreling before, Han Sui's treatment of him was not just as simple as indifference, he directly treated him He was dispatched to the "Lenggong", and he didn't care about his life at all.

What happened in the middle that allowed Han Sui to release him from the "cold palace" and treat him so well, Ye Yuming really couldn't think of a second answer.

It's over, I'm going to die, was his first thought.

Then the second thought was, will I be able to go home after I die?

Immediately there was a happy look on his face again, he was happy, but Han Sui was not happy at all, not only unhappy, but his face smelled bad.

"I can't die, you don't have to look forward to it, as long as this king lives, you have to live well for me!"

"Oh." Ye Yuming looked at him: "Then you are not angry with me anymore? Why did you suddenly treat me like this, forget it, I don't know how to describe it, could it be that you forgive me just because I am sick? That's all Simple?"

"Of course not." After Han Sui denied it, the expression on his face became awkward again, but this matter still needs to be explained clearly to Ye Yuming.

The doctor said that he was depressed. Don't look at this little goblin's heartless appearance. In fact, he still has a lot of thoughts. This matter must have been suppressed in his heart for a long time. It was the sound that crushed him.

Han Sui didn't intend to tell Ye Yuming himself