Salted Fish Mage Survival Log [Through the Book]

After laughing foolishly for a while, Caesarline reluctantly moved his fingers away from Vincent's lips—if it wasn't for the fact that he rubbed Vincent's lips so violently, Vincent would be in his sleep Zhongdu frowned unsteadily, otherwise Caesarline might have to touch like this for a while longer.

Further down is Vincent's thin chin. Caesarline stroked the tip of Vincent's slender chin back and forth, thinking seriously about whether Vincent had a good meal after he left?

He knows how lazy Vincent is.

Before Caesarline came to Vincent's mage tower, he didn't know what Vincent actually lived on.

But after Caesarion arrived, the most important task entrusted to him was cooking, washing dishes and cleaning.

It sounds like you treat Caesarion as a servant?

But Vincent was different.

If no one took care of him, Caesarion would not be surprised to starve to death in the mage's tower someday.

In order to avoid such a tragic situation, Vincent, who had no familiars or other apprentices at the time, quickly handed over this important task to Caesarlane.

Although he was not reconciled to being treated as a servant and had to do something like this—Caesarline was a nobleman after all, and before the motherland was annexed, he was a spoiled young master who had never suffered—but Caesarline knew better He who knows the current affairs is a hero, so he just gritted his teeth and took over the burden of feeding the mage and cleaning.

However, it was precisely because of this that Caesarion was fortunate enough to see the different sides of the legendary Hyperian mage.

Whether it's the appearance of staying in bed, the appearance of obediently complaining because he forgot to eat, or the serious side face when teaching Caesarion spells and spells, all unconsciously occupy Caesarion's entire heart.

Caesarline recalled that he once cooked a dish for Vincent.In fact, it seems like an ordinary dish of grilled fish now, but Vincent ate it with great relish, and praised Caesarline's excellent craftsmanship.

The richness and beauty of the words and sentences made Caesarline almost think that his talent as a chef is also so powerful.

This shows how rough Vincent's life was.

Caesarion's white fingers felt the touch from under his fingertips, and sighed softly: Sure enough, he didn't eat well after he left the Mage Tower.

Caesarlane forgot about the human-shaped familiar made by Vincent. From the point of view of this proud new emperor, Vincent has become so thin, it must be that the food made by the human-shaped familiar is not good enough, it is all that The fault of the humanoid familiar.

It's not that he's jealous that he can get along with his sweetheart day and night.

How could Caesarion be so stingy?

Well, absolutely not.

He leaned his head back on the soft pillow, moved his fingers down, and stroked Vincent's smooth and slender neck, delicate collarbone, and then his chest that had become a little cool.

Caesarline had discovered from the past that Vincent's body had almost no extra hair, and his skin was as delicate as a rare precious jade, which was very pleasant to touch.

Caesarline, who used to be an apprentice, couldn't touch it with his own hands, and even dared to look at it when Vincent took the clothes and towels for him in the bath.

But it's different now, Caesarline can look at it as he wants, and touch it as he wants.

——Because they are lovers now!

As long as he thinks that Vincent is about to put his own seal on it, the combination of him and Vincent will spread throughout the continent, and the names of Caesarline and Vincent will be forever nailed together in the history books. This person should be very calm and reliable, The wise and intelligent natural emperor couldn't help but smirk, held Vincent's with the other hand, and interlocked his fingers tightly.

"I've finally waited for this day..." Caesarion stared at Vincent's profile, his ice-coloured eyes filled with affection.

The rhythmic beating sound of the beating heart under Caesarion's palm was the most beautiful piece of music Caesarion had ever heard.

Caesarline, who was originally unable to fall asleep due to excessive excitement, felt the beat of Vincent's heart, and gradually felt a little tired.

Before fully falling asleep, Caesarion thought sweetly in his heart: "We will discuss the matter of setting up after waking up... I am afraid there are still a lot of things that need to be done."

But these are sweet burdens, just thinking about it makes his mouth filled with sweetness.

With a smile on the corner of Caesarion's mouth, he slowly fell asleep.

——Vincent felt that his limbs seemed to be as heavy as lead, and even his eyelids were like a heavy boulder, and he couldn't open his eyes.

What's wrong with me?Vincent moved his lips, wanting to speak, but found that his throat was dry and sore, and all he spit out was a hoarse and inaudible voice.

He could still vaguely feel someone walking back and forth beside him, and Caesarline's very distinctive and beautiful voice was scolding someone: "...how did it become like this?!"

I would also like to know how it could be like this.

Vincent sighed inwardly, trying to move his limbs.

With Vincent's hard work, he felt as if he had finally been pushed away by some stones, allowing Vincent to breathe a little bit.

His movement seemed to attract the attention of the people around him, and before Vincent tried again, he felt being lifted up, and then something quickly approached his face.

It wasn't until the warm breath and soft touch fell on Vincent's lips that Vincent knew that it was Caesarion's kiss.

Perhaps it is not quite correct to call it a kiss, because along with this 'kiss' came Caesarline who pried open Vincent's lips, stuck out his tongue and handed over the bitter concoction.

After swallowing the bitter liquid, Vincent felt his heavy limbs gain strength gradually.

If it was like being pressed in the deep sea, Vincent's body was slowly floating towards the surface of the sea at this moment.

It wasn't until the weight that oppressed his limbs and chest receded that Vincent could finally open his eyes and see what was going on.

When Vincent's eyes came into contact with the light, he blinked in order to protect his fragile pupils, and blinked away the tears from his eyes, allowing the blurred world to return to clear vision.

At this moment, what caught Vincent's eyes was the anxious and sad beautiful face of Caesarline, and there were several strangers in white clothes around him far away.

Vincent recognized that costume, which belonged to the Royal Physician belonging to the court.

Seeing that Vincent woke up with his eyes open, the doctors breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat left on their foreheads, and gradually leaned over one by one.

"How do you feel? Can you speak?" The leading doctor asked softly.

Vincent tried to open his mouth to speak, and it seemed that the medicine had taken effect. This time he said smoothly: "...It's a bit cold."

Hearing Vincent's hoarse voice, Caesarline finally couldn't bear it any longer. He threw himself in front of Vincent and said with a choked voice, "Vincent! Are you okay?! Cold? Where is it cold? Attendant! No matter how much Bring some quilts here!" Caesarion shouted loudly while turning his head to the side, his panicked and anxious appearance completely failed to show the calmness and self-control of an emperor.

"Please calm down, Your Majesty." Although Claire was angered by the young emperor before, as a royal physician, the Claire family has served the royal family for generations, and has a rich enough solution to this situation.

So he calmly said to the emperor who was concerned but chaotic: "Please go out, the patient here affects the patient's recuperation."

"I want to watch him here!" Caesarion's voice became softer, and on that face that was more beautiful than a work of art carved out of crystal, there was a sadness that was enough to break everyone's heart.

"I want to be with him..."

But this did not in any way shake Dr. Claire's determination.In the eyes of other doctors subconsciously looking at him, Claire's tone was respectful and decent, but what he said probably wasn't so considerate of the holy will: "Your existence will only make us feel at a loss when making a diagnosis. And you Doing so, I'm afraid it will only prolong this Your Excellency's uncomfortable time."

Under the horrified gazes of the attendants and other doctors, Caesarion's jaw was tightened, his cheeks were flushed, and his ice-colored pupils stared at Clare coldly, clearly showing extreme anger.

But Claire ignored Caesarline, he approached Vincent straight away, and began to check on him on his own.

Caesarion closed his eyes, and it took a long while before he squeezed out a sentence: "I see... I'm going out now." He even forgot to use the second half of the sentence 'I' to call himself.

"If anything happens, please let me know."

After Caesarion finished speaking, he left the dormitory step by step.

After Caesarion left, the medical officers in the room let out a long sigh of relief, finally allowing His Majesty to leave.

Just now His Majesty Caesarline forbade them to approach this pale black-haired lord casually, let alone conduct any examination on this patient.

Fortunately, Dr. Claire made a judgment based on this gentleman's complexion, and then prescribed the medicine.

But Claire's mood was not as calm as on the surface.

——He has already seen the truth of the reason why this black-haired lord became like this.

The author has something to say: Please rest assured! !This article is definitely his! !

Caesarlane has a treasure for Vincent: Beauty in the Prosperous Age (hey)!It is a lore for Vincent who controls the face! 【no】

And wait until later, when the two of them connect with each other, they will open desserts or other classrooms in various places.

——Why is there a car here!

This is the purpose of my opening this article [not]

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