Dressed as a high-risk occupation

Eunuch Chen took a step forward, "Your Majesty, the national teacher is asking to see you, and he is waiting for Your Majesty outside right now."

"No." Without any hesitation, Shen Yan ordered the ladies in the court: "Bring the porridge and cakes, and then invite Imperial Doctor Zhang."

After the maids answered "Yes", he said to Eunuch Chen, "I don't have time to see him now."

Sir still needs him.

Eunuch Chen had no choice but to send Huo Qing away again.

Looking at the steaming hot porridge, Jiang Wenan licked his lower lip.

He hadn't eaten for a long time, and he was indeed hungry.

Shen Yan lowered his head and carefully blew on the porridge in the small spoon, as seriously as if he was doing something very important. After blowing, he sent it to Jiang Wenan's mouth, coaxing him, "Drink it, sir."

He wanted to eat by himself, but Shen Yan dodged him as soon as he stretched out his hand, so he insisted on feeding him with his own hands.

Not caring about Jiang Wen'an's hand that was still in mid-air, he said to himself: "This porridge is too bland, sir will definitely dislike it, I want something sweeter, I prepared yam cake with jujube paste."

The porridge tastes very smooth, but it is really bland and tasteless. Jiang Wen'an is not a picky eater, but he likes to eat something with a taste.

One bite of porridge and one bite of pastry, at least I drank the two bowls of porridge.

Shen Yan was very happy.

Seeing that his eyes were bright like a child's, Jiang Wen'an closed his eyes, feeling a little dazed.

If only it could be the same as before.

But Shen Yan seemed to have changed a lot.

Jiang Wen'an let Shen Yan gently wipe the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and then raised his eyes to look at him after a while, "I want to see Xiao Hei."

As soon as Xiao Hei was mentioned, Shen Yan felt a little guilty.

After learning the truth, everyone thought that his heart was dead, but everything was just his self-deception. When he saw anything related to Mr., he still felt heartache, so he destroyed everything that could be destroyed.

But Xiao Hei couldn't.

So he doesn't look at it.

Because when I saw Xiao Hei, I would think of my husband, and I remembered that they used to feed Xiao Hei together, and took Xiao Hei out to play together. To a certain extent, Xiao Hei was like a child of the two of them.

He didn't expect that his deliberate staying away made others think that Xiao Hei had fallen out of favor, so he abused it, and didn't even let him eat well.

Shen Yan was very angry when he heard the news, and immediately executed those people.

"Sir... Xiao Hei is still eating, I'll have someone bring it to see Mr. later."

For Xiao Hei, Shen Yan really felt guilty, but the price was that Xiao Hei was no longer willing to talk to him.

It just so happened that Doctor Zhang had already arrived and was waiting outside, so he had an excuse to change the subject.

"Wait a moment."

Shen Yan moved closer, and whispered in Jiang Wen'an's ear with some embarrassment: "Sir, does it still hurt?"

There were still people outside, Jiang Wen'an also felt ashamed, so he just said vaguely, "It's okay."

"Then let me see, okay? See if the medicine applied last night is effective..."

"Medicine?!" Jiang Wen'an seemed to be struck by lightning, "Who applied it for me?!"

Shen Yan replied weakly: "I... I painted it myself."

"No one else has seen Mr., not even the imperial physician!" He suddenly raised three fingers and swore again.

"..."

Is this what I'm asking? !

Jiang Wen'an was a little frustrated.

No wonder I didn't feel so uncomfortable when I woke up this morning.

It was...

A slap and another candy?

But his innocent appearance made it difficult for Jiang Wenan to get angry with him.

Seeing that he was not angry, Shen Yan already started to undress his clothes without hesitation.Jiang Wen'an came back to his senses and pressed his hand.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yan used his trump card, a pair of beautiful eyes bewitched him, forcing him to nod unconsciously.

When he reacted, the man was already lying down, and his legs were pulled up and placed on his shoulders.

"you……"

This posture is really... unnecessary.

However, Shen Yan did not change his expression extraneously, as if he was facing some intractable disease, he lowered his head to examine carefully.

Help.

At this moment, Jiang Wenan felt even more ashamed than that day, being so close.

Jiang Wen'an couldn't help stretching out his hand to cover himself.

He could protect the front but not the back, he felt poked by something cool.

Jiang Wen'an shuddered, and glared at Shen Yan viciously.

The latter was naive and innocent, "I...I just want to check, did you feel the pain just now?"

"..." Jiang Wen'an raised his arms to cover his eyes in embarrassment, and shook his head vigorously!

"That's good."

When he couldn't see, Shen Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled, seeing him covering himself with more than nothing, he felt extremely pitiful and cute.

Seeing him in front of her like this, Shen Yan was thoughtful, and an idea sprouted.

He tidied up his husband's clothes before inviting the imperial physician in.

At this moment, Jiang Wen'an was lying on the bed, pretending to be dead, with the quilt covering his face.

Doctor Zhang was a little surprised, "Mr. Jiang is still awake?"

"Oh." Shen Yan coughed, and suppressed a smile, "I'm awake, sir, I want to sleep for a while, I'll tell you."

Jiang Wen'an covered himself with a quilt, and heard him say that the fever had subsided, and then he said that the recovery was quite good, but there was still a little...

Jiang Wen'an didn't realize it at first, but later realized what they were talking about.

He also heard from Doctor Zhang that he must pay attention to what kind of oil to use first...

Jiang Wen'an didn't hear clearly, so he covered his ears behind him.

Not long after, Shen Yan came back and said that he would give him another medicine.

"Doctor Zhang said that he will be fine soon."

Suddenly thought of something, Jiang Wen'an sat up abruptly again, "Where's Doctor Zhang?"

"The old minister is here."

He was writing a list outside, and listed some medicines for Shen Yan that could be used in sex. After all, the man has a special body, so besides the medicine to relieve discomfort, Shen Yan also asked for some medicines to add to the fun.

Jiang Wen'an wanted to call the imperial physician, so Shen Yan allowed him to come in, thinking that he didn't ask for it for himself.

"Doctor Zhang, the emperor's leg injury has not healed for many days, I don't know what to do?"

A trace of surprise flashed across Shen Yan's eyes, and then he was flustered and guilty.

"Hmph." When mentioning this matter, the old imperial doctor snorted coldly, "It's up to the emperor to decide whether to recover or not. What can I do for the old minister?"

Jiang Wen'an glanced at Shen Yan and immediately understood.

Annoyed that he didn't take care of his body, he felt awkward when he wanted to speak up, so in the end he just stared at him.

Shen Yan dodged his eyes, looked at him bravely, and smiled flatteringly: "It will get better, and it will be better soon. Don't worry, sir, there will be no problems."

Jiang Wen'an let out an oh, and turned his face away.

Shen Yan didn't say anything, just sat down next to him, and finally obediently let Doctor Zhang check it out.

"If you don't use the medicine properly, I'm afraid this leg won't matter."

Shen Yan looked at Jiang Wen'an again, and asked him obediently: "Mister wants me to take good care of him, so I will change the medicine on time every day and sit in a wheelchair every day, okay?"

Shen Yan didn't expect her husband to respond to him. After all, he did something wrong, and his husband should be angry.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wen'an gave him an awkward look and said "Mmm".

Shen Yan immediately became happy like a little fool.

"Listen to sir!"

Doctor Zhang: "..."

Not seeing.

Jiang Wen'an wanted to take a bath before taking medicine.

Shen Yan asked someone to put a bathtub in Chenghua Hall.

The maids and eunuchs stepped forward and directly brought a huge bathtub. When the four eunuchs carried it in, Jiang Wen'an looked dumbfounded.

"Cough." Shen Yan coughed lightly, stopped a eunuch and pretended to be nonchalant and asked: "This bucket has never been seen before, who told you to prepare it?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, it's Mr. Chen. He said that Mr. Jiang was injured, and the larger barrel can be stretched."

Shen Yan nodded.

It really was Eunuch Chen, he silently made a note in his heart that he would definitely reward him in a while.

Jiang Wen'an: "..."

It doesn't need to be so big, it is more than enough to accommodate two people.

After they filled the water, Shen Yan sent them out and poured a few drops of water into the water.

"What is it?"

"The warm dew given by Doctor Zhang, he said that the husband is weak, and this dew is best used for bathing."

As he spoke, he pushed the wheelchair over, wanting to come down and hug the river and Wen'an.

"Your Majesty, don't move around, I can go by myself."

Your Majesty, humble ministers or something...

Shen Yan just wanted to go back to that day and take back all the angry words.

Today, Mr. cared about his legs, and he only felt sweet when he recalled it with a guilty conscience. Presumably, Mr. still misses him in his heart.

It's just that it's his own fault that the husband has such a relationship with him now.

"Sir, don't call me Your Majesty anymore. I am Mr. Yanyan. Mr. will call me Yanyan just like before, okay?"

Jiang Wen'an ignored him and had already walked to the tub.

Shen Yan was a little disappointed, now that the husband still refuses to forgive him, then he will wait.

It's just that he knew he couldn't wait too long.

He sighed secretly, pushed the wheelchair behind him, and said tentatively: "This bucket is so big, it's a pity that the master probably doesn't want to be with me."

He pressed his leg, "Hey, this medicine is not hot after applying it. Unfortunately, Doctor Zhang said that the medicine can only be changed after bathing. It seems that I can only wait for a while."

Jiang Wenan pretended not to understand the crazy hint of the tea smell in his tea.

"Well, then wait a little longer, Your Majesty."

Shen Yan: "?"

Is this different from the script I had in mind? ? ?

Shen Yan was not discouraged, and took advantage of the situation and said: "The left and right are waiting here with nothing to do, let me rub Mr.'s back."

"Need not."

"Sir..." Jiang Wen'an showed a pitiful expression again.

"Then I won't wash it."

In the end, Shen Yan came out disheartened.

He was sitting at the small table outside, looking through the screen.

The warm candlelight shone, reflecting the figure of Mr. Shen Yan, and Shen Yan couldn't help but be fascinated.

I didn't have time to think about it before, but I can't help thinking wildly now that I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do. I remembered that he was sitting in a wheelchair that day, and my husband tried hard to swallow.

The appearance of vomiting.

At that time, I was only angry with him for his reluctance, but now thinking about it, I love and hate him at the same time.

I also thought about the fact that my husband was trembling and couldn't stand up, so he had to hold his waist and abdomen from behind to prevent him from falling.

In the end, the husband gritted his teeth tightly and refused to make a sound.

Everything happened on the table he was supporting now.

Shen Yan thought, next time, when the husband is willing, he must coax him to speak out.

Thinking of this, his body was already hot, he loosened his clothes, and looked down at the scriptures on top.

The rest of the things have been cleaned up, and the paper that Mr. copied was also stained that day and can no longer be used, all copied for nothing.

Only the scripture that he swept to the ground was left.

He opened a page of scriptures, read a few lines, and tried to calm himself down.

He heard the slight sound of water being stirred, and looked up to see Jiang Wen'an's figure coming out of the water.

He was already very careful, but the room was too quiet, so there was still a little noise.

The slender arm picked up the hairpin from the shelf, slipped his hand, and the hairpin fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up.

Shen Yan stood up abruptly.

Just now... He bent down, looking through the screen, Shen Yan only had that round and full arc in his eyes...

Jiang Wen'an took the clothes again, put them on, lowered his head and tightened his belt.

Shen Yan closed the scriptures and threw them aside, feeling in a mess.

Not at all.

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