Comprehensive Qiong Yao's Crimson Love

The author has something to say: I have been sick recently, and I have been sleeping in a drowsy state, so there is no more...

Then, the author went to the hospital for a gastroscopy today, OMG, it is really...a tube that goes down the throat and pokes in the stomach is enough!I vomited until tears came out!After finishing it, my throat has been hurting all the time, and I always feel that there is a shadow in this life QAQ... I'm begging for comfort_

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"Twelve, didn't you know what I was thinking a long time ago, that's why you wanted to stay away from the government?" Qianlong sat down beside the bed, holding Qi Yao's hand, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Actually, you want to hide from the government?" Let me go, don't you?"

Sighing, Qianlong stroked Qi Yao's cold hand: "That day at Elder Brother's place, didn't you also deliberately let me see you?" Thinking about it this way, everything seems to be connected. "I think so, according to your temperament, how can you be so careless?" It's obviously good... Qianlong felt that he should be sad, after all, Twelve used all methods to avoid him; but he And I couldn't help but feel a little bit of joy, there is no other reason, Twelve is willing to show his true appearance in front of him, isn't it also a sign of trust in him?All of a sudden, the ups and downs in his heart were full of mixed tastes, but Qianlong's eyes became firm - that's all, since he has fallen in love with it, don't let it go, no matter what, let Twelve wake up first.

Thinking like this, Qianlong leaned down, leaned into Qi Yao's ear, and called out softly: "Twelve, twelve..." He didn't know how to wake up the sleeping boy. Looking at the comatose young man, he didn't have any charming thoughts in his heart, only full of pity and worry.

"Hmm..." The young man's slightly delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was not very stable, as if a faint groan escaped from his vermilion thin lips.

"Twelve!" Qianlong was overjoyed, "Twelve, are you awake?"

Frowning again, the long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and the young man finally opened his eyes slowly: "Hmm...Huang Ama?" Perhaps he had been in a coma for a long time and hadn't passed out yet. Talking, or maybe because of being poisoned, Qi Yao's voice was a little hoarse and not pleasant to listen to, but Qianlong felt that this "Huang Ama" was much more pleasant than the sound of silk and bamboo in the palace.

"Twelve, you're finally awake!" Qianlong carefully helped Qi Yao up, the pity in his eyes was unmistakable, "How do you feel? The imperial doctor said you were poisoned, you should spit out the poison, you see... ...."

Originally, Qi Yao had nothing to do, as a blood clan of the prince rank, how could he be harmed by these ordinary things?Pretending to be poisoned and comatose is just to make it easier to wipe out the people behind the scenes.Is it just this poison... □□?Heh, in this way, there is no need to think about the poisoner, it must be the Concubine Dun with the system!The only thing Qi Yao didn't understand was that Wang Xiuzhi had obviously received a mission to get him and Xinyue together, and the reward for the mission was that he would lose his right of inheritance. Why, now that the mission has not been completed, he is in a hurry to poison him?

"Twelve?" Qianlong couldn't help being a little anxious seeing that Qi Yao had been in a daze and didn't speak, but don't want any sequelae!

"Ah, Huang Ama," Qi Yao realized that there was Qianlong beside him, "Oh, my son is fine..."

But before he finished speaking, Qianlong interrupted: "Are you still saying nothing is wrong? You don't know that the queen and Yongxuan were very anxious when you fell into a coma after being poisoned!" Of course, I was also very anxious. .....He drooped his eyes, concealed the emotion in them, and continued: "How do you feel now, can you vomit? Otherwise, I will ask Chang Shou to come in and help you induce vomiting?"

"My son, my son can come by himself." Ask an old man to help induce vomiting?Qi Yao shook his head secretly in his heart, this deity is determined not to want it. "Huang Ama, do you want to avoid it? After all, when the time comes..."

"You don't need to care about me," Qianlong waved his hand, "Wait a minute, I'll bring you a copper basin." As he said that, he actually ran to the inner room to get the copper basin and silk scarf.

Qi Yao watched Qianlong's back gradually disappear, and a nerve throbbed in his head—vomiting in front of Qianlong?Regardless of the fact that I have nothing to do, even if I really wanted to vomit, I wouldn't be able to vomit in front of Qianlong... Raising his hand and pressing his temple, Qi Yao was a little helpless, thinking that exposing his real body would make Qianlong feel uncomfortable. Being alienated from him, but not wanting that person to still be so close, made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let's deal with Wang Xiuzhi first, he is really bored.Ah, that's right, not only for Wang Xiuzhi, he is tired of everything in this boxy city of Forty-Nine.It's been six years. If this goes on like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the desire to destroy.Thinking of the word "destruction", for some reason, Qianlong's pity and anxious face flashed before Qi Yao's eyes, and the raging evil thoughts in his heart calmed down a lot.

Oh, Huang Ama...

Thinking of that man silently, the emotions in my heart gradually calmed down.Qi Yao caressed the position of her heart, and didn't speak for a long while.I don't know how long it took, and it seemed that it was only a moment, he put down his hand, and suddenly smiled wantonly.

If you like something, just grab it slowly...but before that, let's find something to comfort yourself!It probably happened to be the period of world-weariness that happens once in hundreds of years. At this time, he hated everything so much. Usually, with Fei Jiu around, the two of them could have a hearty fight and let off steam, but now they can't.Qi Yao squinted his eyes, his phoenix eyes were full of coldness and sharpness - if you want to destroy, war is good......

"Twelve." Qianlong came back, holding a copper basin, a silk scarf and a bamboo cup filled with warm water for rinsing his mouth.He put down the copper basin, handed the silk scarf to Qi Yao, still holding the cup.

Qi Yao covered his mouth with a silk scarf, leaned down slightly, and started coughing into the copper basin.He still couldn't spit it out, so he had to cough.

"Cough cough...cough...vomit...cough cough..."

Qi Yao coughed gracefully, accompanied by a hint of retching from time to time, but Qianlong sounded heart-piercing.The young man's slender body was slightly curled up, his tall and straight back was slightly arched, his already pale face lost even a tinge of blood, and every cough, every single cough seemed to exhaust all the strength in his body, Qianlong's heart ached. Picked up.He hastily put down the cup in his hand on the table, and moved himself to Qi Yao's side, holding the young man's left hand on his lap with one hand, and stroking the young man's back with the other hand, comforting him up and down.There was already a lot of black blood in the basin, but Qi Yao continued as if he hadn't coughed up.

"Ahem... Ama..." Qi Yao took Qianlong's hand and squeezed it fiercely, as if this could relieve the pain in his body—oh, Satan, Qi Yao is fine!However, in order to win more sympathy and cause trouble in his heart, Qi Yao still pretended to be extremely happy.

"Don't worry, take your time..." Qianlong didn't know what to do, the body under his hands trembled, probably from coughing hard, and the boy's usually sharp phoenix eyes were also stained with water vapor , Qianlong looked really distressed, at this moment, he really hated the person who poisoned Twelve to the extreme! "Twelve, think about it, what did you eat before you fell unconscious? Who do you think poisoned you?" Qianlong asked.Perhaps, this can divert Twelve's attention!

"Who injected the poison?" Hearing this, Qi Yao raised his eyes to look at Qianlong, "Ahem... Erchen is... cough... I know... Cough cough...I'm afraid Huang Ama...cough...cough cough...don't believe me!"

"How could I not believe you!" Qianlong felt sullen in his heart, and immediately glared at Qi Yao, "Tell me, who is so bold as to dare to harm you!"

Qi Yao hesitated for a moment, but still slowly uttered a name: "Concubine Dun, Wang Xiuzhi."

"Concubine Dun?" Qianlong was obviously taken aback when he heard this answer, "Twelve, you are right?" In Qianlong's impression, Concubine Dun was not someone who could poison Yongzheng. That woman Wang Xiuzhi is certainly a little clever, but compared to Yongzheng, she is not enough at all.

"If Huang Ama doesn't believe it, that's fine." Qi Yao broke away from Qianlong's hand, wiped his mouth with a silk towel, walked to the table, picked up a bamboo cup, rinsed his mouth, spit the water into the copper basin, and then , He wiped his lips with the other side of the silk towel, threw the dirty silk towel into the copper basin, and shouted towards the door, "Xiao Linzi! Come in and serve your master!"

Qianlong looked at his empty left hand, Yongzheng's temperature was still there, but this kid abandoned him without hesitation.He smiled helplessly, and looked at Qi Yao with a three-point smile and three-point pampering eyes, as well as a hidden deep affection: "Twelve is angry? How could Ahma not believe you? Since Twelve thinks It's Concubine Dun, then I will definitely ask Sticky to investigate!"

"Thank you, Huang Ama." Qi Yao turned around, met Qianlong's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth—is that so...

Although Qianlong concealed it extremely deeply, how could he hide it from Qi Yao who has lived for thousands of years?Qi Yao narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling like a spring.

There is love in those eyes, right?But no matter how I look at it, I don't think it's the relationship between father and son...