I became the apex of my nemesis by acting

Late at night, Xue Beiwang woke up, and saw Bai Chengjue lying on his back beside him, not a single strand of hair could be exposed from the iron mask on his face, Xue Beiwang sighed, hugged the quilt and moved closer to Bai Chengjue.

Bai Chengjue turned over, Xue Beiwang's breath was stagnant, and he looked at the iron mask that was close at hand. In the quiet account room, Bai Chengjue's clear breathing could be heard next to his ears.

That sound penetrated the eardrums and plucked at the heartstrings. He seemed to be possessed by covering the lips carved by the iron helmet with his fingertips, and when he had the urge to take off the iron mask again.

He raised his eyes but met his four eyes.

"Absolutely... my lord..."

"Well, when you fell asleep, King Xuan and the relief food entered the city, and the magistrate of Nanmin County was imprisoned. They have already built a porridge shed to distribute relief food to the victims." Bai Chengjue's tone was very soft and soft.

"kindness."

Bai Chengjue slowly closed his eyes: "Take a good rest."

During this break, his body completely collapsed from the injury to now, and bowl after bowl of soup was delivered to Bai Chengjue's dormitory, and he could smell the strong fragrance of the medicine when he walked outside the house.

Xue Beiwang had no chance to see Bai Chengjue without the iron mask. He could only wake up and sit outside the house and waited. He stayed in Nanmin County for five days. heal.

At the same time, they secretly escorted the county magistrate of Nanmin County back together, saying to the public that the county magistrate would be escorted back to Beijing by King Xuan after the disaster situation stabilized to deceive others.

Seeing each other again, Bai Chengjue has lost a lot of weight since sleeping together in the counting room that day, and when he got into the carriage, he had to rely on Xianglian's support to stand firm.

Xue Beiwang looked down and couldn't help but open his hands, for fear that Bai Chengjue would fall off the carriage.

Xue Beiwang only slowly withdrew his hand when he saw Xianglian and Bai Chengjue entering the carriage.

After Xianglian settled Bai Chengjue, she got out of the car and looked at Xue Bei and said, "In order to deceive others, I will leave it to you to take care of me. Drink the medicine in the carriage three times a day."

Xue Beiwang looked worriedly at the carriage and said, "He..."

Xiang Lian smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, the injury on the way is no longer a serious problem. The doctor said that my body is in good health, and I will recover within a few days if I take a good rest."

Thinking of Bai Chengjuan's breath suddenly weakened in the accounting room, Xue Beiwang felt that Xianglian's explanation was untenable: "It's not serious, so how could it be like this?"

"Injury and fatigue are part of the reason, but the cause of this attack will be diagnosed and treated by a specialized doctor when you return to the emperor."

The implication is that it cannot be said.

Xue Beiwang stopped asking questions, jumped into the carriage, and drove away with a large army.

at this time.

In the imperial city, the news about Bai Chengjue's decision to return to Beijing due to his serious illness has been sent back to Bai Yanqiu.

The surrounding guards were sent away first by Bai Yanqiu, and the cold wind was bleak in the huge imperial study room, leaving him alone sitting in the study room looking at the scrolls, looking outside the door from time to time, his brow furrowed.

The stone fell to the ground, and the man in black entered Bai Yanqiu's room and knelt down on one knee.

Bai Yanqiu pretended not to see, and made people kneel on the ground for half an hour before raising his eyes to feign surprise: "Look at Gu's devotion at this moment, and he accidentally wronged the people around the emperor."

Ye Gui remained silent, still kneeling on the ground.

Bai Yanqiu walked up to Ye Gui's side, hurriedly helped him up, examined Ye Gui's figure with his eyes, gave a 'tsk', and said with a slight smile: "As expected of a person carefully selected by the emperor, Covering the nose and mouth are eight/nine points like the emperor's uncle."

"I don't dare to compare with the prince in a humble position."

Hearing this, Bai Yanqiu slapped Ye Gui's face with a slap: "So, why didn't you go with the emperor's uncle! Why did you pretend to be the emperor's uncle and oiran and stay in the city!"

He sternly pinched Ye Gui's jaw and forced Ye Gui to face himself: "I want you to explain clearly today."

"The humble job is only to act on the order of the prince, and I can't guess what the prince is thinking."

"Can't figure it out?!" Bai Yanqiu raised his foot and kicked Ye Gui's lower abdomen with a cold face. Seeing the pain in front of him, he raised the corners of his lips, covered Ye Gui's side face with his palm, and rubbed it with his fingertips greedily. Ye Gui's pinnae.

Looking at the eight or nine similar figures, eyes, Bai Yanqiu regretted kicking that kick.

If Bai Chengjue was standing in front of him, how could he be willing to make a move.

"Gu knows that Uncle Huang is going to abandon Gu, but how long can Uncle Huang really leave this imperial city with his body?"

Ye Gui's eyes froze when he looked at Bai Yanqiu, and he saw the young man who was almost 16 years old, with a pure smile, only a trace of impurity in his eyes, looking at Ye Gui, and gently kneading Ye Gui's ear pinnae with his fingertips. .

"Ye Gui, the medicine prescribed by the doctor, I'm afraid I can't give you the medicine you need this time."

Ye Gui hastily knelt down in front of Bai Yanqiu: "My lord is seriously ill in Nanmin County, and his life is dying. He is running out of medicine now. He has always devoted himself to the Holy Majesty. The Holy Majesty must not be divorced from the lord because of some trivial matters."

Bai Yanqiu said with a gloomy expression: "Stand up, the emperor won't kneel and beg for loneliness."

Seeing Ye Gui's expression of embarrassment, Bai Yanqiu squatted down in front of Ye Gui, staring into those eyes indifferently: "This is really not like him."

"I don't dare to compare with the prince in a humble position."

"You can't compare to little emperor uncle." Bai Yanqiu looked at Ye Gui's obsequious appearance, so he couldn't taste Bai Chengjue's taste, "There is room for negotiation on the medicine."

Hearing this, Ye Gui hurriedly raised his head and looked directly at Sheng Yan.

Bai Yanqiu smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed into lines.

He would not tell Bai Chengjue that the medicine Bai Chengjue was taking had always needed to be prepared by the palace herbal medicine.

If one day Bai Chengjue finds out, those good things will go bad.

He is greedy for the friendship between uncle and nephew, for that person's stay for a moment, the gentleness of his words, even if he scolds and cares, it is better than a puppet drawn by a medicine.

But it is also because of this greed that Yaoyin is the butterfly thread given to him by the Supreme Emperor. As long as he holds it tightly, his butterfly will not fly far away...

……

At night, the carriage stopped at the gate of the next post station.

Xue Beiwang opened the curtain, and Bai Chengjue on the carriage turned even paler under the iron face, holding the carriage with his hands, clenched his teeth and gasped, his eyes blurred.

The carriage was so fast that it almost shook the bones of Bai Chengjue's body.

"...My lord, the post has arrived, I will help you out to rest."

Bai Chengjue endured his physical discomfort, and teased, "Wang Bei is in a hurry to return to Beijing to meet my sister?"

Hearing Bai Chengjue panting heavily while speaking, Xue Beiwang moistened his lips and said, "...No, I just thought that you would have a good rest at the post, so you don't need to wear an iron helmet."

"It was so."

"I thought that if it was faster, you could rest for two more days, but now I realize how your body can withstand such a bumpy ride." Xue Beiwang looked at Bai Chengjue's appearance, feeling pain in his heart, and hated himself for not thinking carefully, which made him hurt so much. Bai Chengjue was tortured a lot.

Bai Chengjue smiled slightly, held Xue Beiwang's palm and said, "Not only can you be a thug, but you are also very stable as a coachman and a horse."

Xue Beiwang led Bai Chengjuan off the horse, held the cold fingertips, frowned in distress, firmly wrapped Bai Chengjue's palm in his hand, and said in a low voice, "I won't do it next time."

"Smile, you always frown, it's easy to look old." After Bai Chengjue finished speaking, Xue Beiwang looked at Bai Chengjue with distress, wishing to crush him in his eyes.

Seeing this, Bai Chengjue smiled lightly and tapped Xue Beiwang's forehead with his index finger, "I'm not made of colored glaze. If the carriage is faster, can it still be damaged?"

"Can……"

Bai Chengjue interrupted: "Tsk, my body is a little sore, and I can't use the strength in my legs."

Hearing that Xue Beiwang clenched Bai Chengjue's hand even tighter, hearing the somewhat weak tone, his chest felt tight and painful.

"I... I'll go to the doctor!"

"Yumutou, shouldn't you take me back to the room at this time?"

Xue Beiwang's face turned red when he thought of the little oiran under the mask, and he let go of Bai Chengjue's hand embarrassingly.

Bai Chengjue saw that the wooden head would not grasp the timing, and was about to walk into the house, but he was suddenly embraced by Xue Beiwang, and excitedly, Bai Chengjue hurriedly wrapped his arms around the back of Xue Beiwang's neck.

Looking at the stunned eyes of the person in his arms, Xue Beiwang swallowed, and said softly, "This... will this be better?"

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