It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

Having reached this point, Han Zixiao has accepted his fate.Left and right, he went to be the regent, and now he suffers this crime only as an apology.

Chu Muqing's foreplay is very good, Han Zixiao is also a little emotional, but soon found that Chu Muqing is very jerky about intercourse!

Han Zixiao's wailing came from inside the bed curtain: "My lord...it hurts...it hurts...wait, wait..."

"Be patient." Chu Muqing said.

"Ah..." Han Zixiao held his shoulders firmly with both hands, sweating from the pain on his forehead, and shouted in his heart, his skills are terrible!

Han Zixiao couldn't stand the pain, so he said: "My lord, please stop, wait for the officer to turn around, come from behind..."

Chu Muqing leaned down to cover his mouth, Han Zixiao didn't even have a chance to stand up.Enduring the tearing pain, the sweat on his face was pouring down like rain, and his lower body was in hot pain. I'm afraid, that private part was already injured and bleeding.

After finally waiting for the pain to pass, Han Zixiao was dizzy, his eyelids kept falling down, and the sweat all over his body seemed to be scooped out of water.

Chu Muqing put on her clothes, and when she went out, she wanted the night watchman to fetch a pot of hot water, but after opening the door, she realized that she had asked them to leave.In desperation, he had no choice but to go to the kitchen by himself, fetched a basin of still warm water, washed a handkerchief and wiped off Han Zixiao's sweat.

Seeing a smear of red between his legs, Chu Muqing frowned, unexpectedly making him bleed.Han Zixiao, who was in a deep sleep, turned over slightly, and Chu Muqing pulled the quilt to cover him.He picked up the water basin and put it on the basin shelf in the room, turned around and opened the bed curtain, and lay down beside Han Zixiao.

At dawn the next day, Chu Muqing woke up, noticing that Han Zixiao's expression was not right, she reached out to touch his forehead, and it bounced away after just a touch.His forehead was hot, which was clearly a symptom of high fever.

Chu Muqing drugged him yesterday, and after a lot of tossing, he sweated a lot, so that the wind evil invaded his body and suddenly had a high fever.

Chu Muqing shook his body, "Han Zixiao."

Han Zixiao opened his eyes slightly, his consciousness was fuzzy, and he opened his mouth, "I, I, it's hard, it's hard."

Chu Muqing got up and changed her clothes, went out, and sent her servants to invite the doctor.Before the doctor came, Chu Muqing helped him up and helped him dress himself.

Han Zixiao leaned in Chu Muqing's arms, dazedly not knowing where he was, opened his mouth, feeling dry and uncomfortable, "Water, thirsty."

Chu Muqing fastened the obscene clothes for him, heard his voice, and listened closely to realize that he wanted to drink water.After telling him to lie down, Chu Muqing went to the table and poured a cup of tea, and fed him to drink it slowly.

Uncle Song came over at this time and saw Chu Muqing feeding Han Zixiao tea, he bowed and said, "My lord, it's better to let this old slave take care of Master Han. The hour is up, you go to the morning court first."

Chu Muqing handed the teacup to Uncle Song, wiped the tea stains from the corners of Han Zixiao's mouth with a silk handkerchief, and ordered: "I won't go to the morning court today, you send someone to the palace to sue Lord Han for this king. Fake."

"Yes, the old slave is going."

Uncle Song turned and went out, Chu Muqing raised his hand to caress the forehead of the person in his arms, it was still very hot, could it be that yesterday was too forced?

Not long after, the doctor came over, took the pulse, and prescribed some fever-reducing medicines, saying that he would recover after a few days of rest, and at the end, he added, "These days are not suitable for intercourse."

Chu Muqing's face was gloomy, and Uncle Song saw that Chu Muqing's expression was not right, so he made a gesture of invitation to the doctor, "Doctor, please."

Chu Muqing sat on the edge of the bed, tucked the corner of the quilt for Han Zixiao, and wiped the cold sweat off his face with a silk handkerchief.

Song Bo sent the doctor all the way to the door, and happened to see a young man at the door.Seeing him circling around the door, Uncle Song asked, "Is there something wrong with this young master?"

That man was Ye Qing, Han Zixiao's attendant. He strode forward and cupped his hands, "I am the servant of Lord Yushi Zhongcheng Han's mansion. My lord came to the manor yesterday, but I haven't returned yet. I don't know. , Your Excellency, do you know where he went after he came out of the palace?"

Ye Qing has been worried since last night, fearing that the Prince Regent has discovered Han Zixiao's purpose of getting close to him, and will harm him, so he came to the Prince Regent's Mansion early in the morning to inquire, but he never dared to go in.

Song Bodao: "Master Han is infected with wind and evil, and suddenly has a high fever. Now he is recuperating at the residence."

Ye Qing was happy when he heard that Han Zixiao was fine, but then he wondered, "Why did my lord suddenly get sick?"

"This... this old slave doesn't know either."

"I wonder if I can go and see my lord?"

Song Bodao: "Your Majesty Han is under the care of the prince, please allow this old slave to report first."

Ye Qing cupped his hands, "Thank you."

Uncle Song came to the dormitory and said in a low voice: "My lord, a servant from the Han family came outside and said he wanted to see Mr. Han."

Chu Muqing said: "Let him wait at the house first, and call him over after Master Han wakes up."

"Yes." Uncle Song looked at Chu Muqing, and reminded: "My lord has been exhausted all morning, and he hasn't had breakfast yet."

Only then did Chu Muqing remember that she hadn't had breakfast yet, "Forget it, I'm not hungry."

When Uncle Song heard that Chu Muqing didn't need breakfast, he persuaded him, "I'm not hungry now, but I'll be hungry later. There's still a few hours before lunch."

Uncle Song took care of his daily life for ten years, and Chu Muqing knew that he cared, so she nodded, "Go and bring a bowl of porridge over here."

"Old slave, go here."

Han Zixiao woke up from his drowsiness after noon, and when he woke up, he saw Chu Muqing sitting at a table not far away.He stretched his arms and wanted to get up, but Chu Muqing heard the voice behind him and turned around to look.

Chu Muqing put down the official document in her hand, got up and went outside the door and ordered the maid to bring the fried medicine, then turned and entered the door, Han Zixiao watched him coming, and saluted on the bed, "I have seen the prince."

Chu Muqing sat down on the edge of the bed, raised the back of her hand and touched his forehead, but she still didn't see any improvement, so she put down her hand, and asked, "Does your head still hurt?"

Han Zixiao raised his hand and rubbed his temples, his voice was low and hoarse, "Does it hurt, or is it dizzy?"

Chu Muqing said: "Drink the medicine later."

The servant girl came in with the medicine, lowered her head and said, "My lord, the medicine is ready."

Chu Muqing picked up the medicine bowl on the tray, stirred it with a spoon, picked up a spoonful, put it on her lips and blew, then handed it to Han Zixiao's lips, "Open your mouth."

Han Zixiao stared at him in a daze. Although his brain was burnt to a pulp, he still knew how to be respectful.He raised his hand to pick up the spoon, and said in a hoarse voice: "How dare you trouble the lord, I will do it myself."

Chu Muqing remained unmoved, "Open your mouth."

Han Zixiao pursed his lips, opened his mouth obediently, and drank the medicine. Chu Muqing handed over another tablespoon. Looking at him, he didn't even want to say a word, but today he personally fed him medicine.

After feeding him a bowl of medicine, Chu Muqing called Uncle Song and said, "He's awake, go and get the servants of the Han family to come over."

Uncle Song took the order to call Ye Qing over, Ye Qing who had been waiting all morning was delighted to hear that he could finally see his young master.

Ye Qing came to the door of the room, just as Chu Muqing came out of the room, Ye Qing bowed his head and saluted, "I've seen the prince."

Chu Muqing went out in response, Ye Qing raised his head, saw Han Zixiao who was leaning on the bed in the room, and went over happily, "Master!"

"You didn't go home last night, I'm so worried."

"I'm such an old man, you think I'll get lost, so there's nothing to worry about."

Chu Muqing stopped when she heard the voice behind her, turned her head to look into the room, and heard the conversation between the master and the servant, her eyes were complicated, and she said to Song Bo: "Have someone send a bird's nest porridge."

Ye Qing sat on the stool beside the bed, "Master, why did you suddenly become ill? Didn't you feel fine when you went out yesterday?"

Han Zixiao coughed dryly, "It was windy when I came here yesterday, so I felt cold."

Ye Qing was puzzled, "Just now the housekeeper of the palace said that you have wind evil entering your body."

Han Zixiao was a little embarrassed, "Hehe, yeah, I thought it was a cold."

Ye Qing looked at the door, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, when do you plan to go back?"

Han Zixiao thought about it, Chu Muqing didn't go to court today in order to take care of him, moved to the dormitory to read the official document, and even fed him medicine herself, presumably she felt ashamed of herself, so she wanted to make up.

This is a great opportunity to get closer to the regent, how can I miss it.Han Zixiao said: "You wait and go back first, I will stay in this palace for a day or two."

Ye Qing nodded.

Soon, servants of the palace brought bird's nest porridge, but Han Zixiao barely ate a little and couldn't eat it.The servant was about to take it out when he was bumped by Chu Muqing, who was on the way. He caught a glimpse of more than half of the bird's nest porridge left in the bowl, and asked, "He only ate this?"

The servant girl said: "Master Han said he has no appetite."

Chu Muqing picked up the bird's nest porridge on the tray, bypassed the maid and entered the room.

Just as Han Zixiao lay down and continued to sleep for a while, he heard footsteps, opened his eyes, and saw Chu Muqing standing beside the bed, "Get up, finish your porridge before going back to sleep."

Han Zixiao noticed the bowl in his hand, it was clearly the bird's nest porridge he hadn't finished eating just now.Han Zixiao propped up his arms and sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, "I really don't have an appetite, I'm afraid I'll throw up if I eat any more."

"You haven't eaten this morning, and there isn't much porridge. You ate all of it. Let's talk about it later if you vomit." Chu Muqing scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Han Zixiao's mouth.

Han Zixiao pursed his lips, opened his mouth to hold it, swallowed slowly, and looked at Chu Muqing, "I'd better come and eat by myself, I can't bear to be fed by the prince."

"What can't you afford? You took care of me in the same way during the days when I was poisoned."

Han Zixiao recalled those days when he carried Chu Muqing on his back on the mountain road for three days. Whether it was dressing, drinking, or eating, he took care of it all by himself. After living for twenty years, he was still as tired as the first time.

Han Zixiao lowered his brows and smiled, "At that time, the prince couldn't move, so it's right for the servants to take care of the prince."

Chu Muqing handed another tablespoon of porridge to his mouth, "Open your mouth."

Han Zixiao opened his mouth like a newborn baby, although he had no appetite at all, but the regent fed him personally, so he had no choice but to swallow it.