The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Jiang Wu slept very deeply this time.

I skipped dinner that day and brunch the next day, and I still haven't woken up in the afternoon.

After confirming that he was indeed sleeping, and with Imperial Physician Gu watching over him, Yin Wuzhi went to the imperial study to do some business.

Gu Yan stayed at the bedside all the time, came over from time to time to make sure the emperor was safe, and kept records of the medical records in case something went wrong.

Halfway through the application time, when he came to investigate again, he finally saw Jiang Wu open his eyes.

Gu Yan calmed down a bit, and called softly: "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Jiang Wu stared at the hair on the bed for a while as usual, then closed his eyes for a while, and after repeated several times, he finally woke up: "Hungry."

"Okay, eat." Gu Yan ordered. Considering that he had just woken up, he didn't exercise directly, so he ordered someone to tidy him up and feed him first.

Jiang Wu really likes the feeling of eating in bed, which gives him a sense of happiness that he can lie down at any time when he is full.

Before that, he was not familiar with human food, and he was unwilling to use his brain. Qi Hanmiao was also worried that the secret of his laziness would be revealed, so he kept hiding it, causing him to drink plain porridge for a long time.

Although Jiang Wu doesn't pay much attention to appetite, he has to admit that the human sense of taste exists to be picky.

After having Yin Wuzhi, I discovered that rich and delicious food can indeed increase the sense of spiritual pleasure.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Wu looked out the window and said, "It's a good weather."

"Yes." Gu Yan said, "Do you want to go out for a walk, Your Majesty?"

"Hug." Sangpi spread his hands: "Sit at the door."

"What I mean is that Your Majesty will go out for a walk by himself, okay?"

"hug."

"Your Majesty, you were overworked yesterday and fell asleep with your eyes open. I feel that your body may need more exercise."

"hug."

"..." The Son of Heaven didn't listen to others, so Gu Yan could only reach out and hug him.

The emperor's body was supple and warm, and as soon as he was in his arms, the young imperial doctor's face was flushed with blush.

The mourner looked longingly at the warm light outside the window, half-closed his eyes, thinking about the comfortable time when he was nestled on the small couch in the past.

Gu Yan hugged him and stood on the porch, and stretched out his thin fingers: "Put it here."

Gu Yan pretended not to understand: "Your Majesty wants to stand here?"

After the funeral approval, he turned his face belatedly.

The place where the couch used to be stored is empty.

The mourning editor came back to see Gu Yan, who seemed to know nothing about the Tai Chi Palace.

So he went to see Qi Hanmiao.

Qi Hanmiao bit the bullet and said, "The chair, the chair is gone."

Funeral batch: "Get it back."

"...His Highness said that His Majesty will not be allowed to sit down."

Sangpi's eyes are gloomy, and the still water runs deep, which is chilling: "Is he the emperor, or am I the emperor?"

"Your Majesty." Gu Yan put him down, and Sangpi was forced to stand and listened to him: "Your Highness means to let His Majesty move more."

Sang Bimu looked at him expressionlessly.

"...Or find someone who can move, and take His Majesty to exercise."

"Let him come over."

"Your Highness is busy with business, why don't I take His Majesty to try first." Gu Yan took the sleeve from Qi Hanmiao's hand, stepped forward, and met his glazed eyes.

Sangpi said, "Let him come over."

Qi Hanmiao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Gu Yan was also worried that he was going to question the crime, so he coaxed in a softer tone: "Your Highness, this is also for His Majesty's benefit, so let's try it first, if His Majesty doesn't like it, then don't use it, okay?"

Sangpi just looked at him, because there were no emotional ups and downs, it was difficult to judge whether it was good or not.

Gu Yan was also a little nervous, but outsiders' evaluation of His Majesty was basically benevolent and kind. According to his recent understanding, Jiang Wu was not an aggressive person. He tentatively approached and stretched out his hand to pull Jiang Wu to in front of you.

Sang Critic: "...what are you doing?"

His question was really just a question, and he didn't seem angry at all. Gu Yan felt relieved a little, and while holding his hand, he said: "Your Highness said, find someone who can move and take His Majesty out for a walk."

The funeral batch didn't understand.

But the message revealed in these words was that he didn't need to move, so he didn't refuse.

His waist suddenly tightened, and Sangpi floated up and was forced to stand on tiptoes. He lowered his head and saw Qi Hanmiao deftly tying something to his and Gu Yan's feet, and then his arms were also tied tightly.

Sangpi looked at the arms tied together with Gu Yan, and the next second, Gu Yan raised his leg, and he was immediately manipulated to take a step forward.

Sangpi opened his eyes wide.

Gu Yan was also observing him, testing while walking: "Your Majesty, how do you feel?"

Jiang Wu's toes were slightly suspended. This angle made him need no effort at all, as if he was floating in the air.

"Walk."

"Cough." Gu Yan led him to the yard, then raised his arm, and the funeral batch was manipulated by him to also raise his arm, and then, Gu Yan just held it still.

Funeral batch: "?"

Although he was forced to hold it high, he still felt tired. He said, "Put it down."

Gu Yan lowered his arms slightly, keeping them flat, and said, "This is for His Majesty's benefit."

"put."

"Hold on a little longer."

"put."

"Listen to the doctor."

"..."

Human beings will never understand the happiness of wandering souls, and their shallow knowledge limits their cognition, so they feel that losing approval is a problem that needs to be corrected.

In the imperial study room, Yin Shizi, who was buried on the table, took the time to look up from the window. He should have woken up?

He got up and stretched his muscles, and thought of the fellow waking up and finding no chairs in the room, his heart moved slightly.

Although Jiang Wu seldom shows any expression, but sometimes when he stares at a certain place like that, he can still see some doubts, that is a bit cold and confused, like someone staring at a certain place without moving. cat.

He walked quickly back to Tai Chi Hall.

Before entering, I heard Gu Yan's voice: "How about this? Will it hurt?"

Really woke up!

Yin Wuzhi was involved like a gust of wind.

Xunsheng came to the porch of the house, under the sunlight in the backyard, the two people who were packed together broke into sight without warning.

The glowing eyes turned into light-absorbing objects in an instant, and fell silent silently.

Yin Wuzhi looked at their wrapped arms, then at their wrapped legs, and finally at their wrapped waists.

"..." Breathing tight.

"Your Highness is done?" Qi Hanmiao noticed him, and said with a smile: "Physician Gu is leading His Majesty to exercise. His Majesty doesn't seem to reject it at all. Your Highness is really brilliant."

He complimented, Yin Wuzhi had already walked over without looking sideways.

The lower lip arched silently, and was pressed down again, Yin Wuzhi's face was gloomy: "How long have you been like this?"

Gu Yan stopped his movements, turned around with the funeral note on his chest, and said, "Your Majesty has woken up for a stick of incense."

Yin Wuzhi's gaze scratched his face like a pinprick, and then fell on Jiang Wu's face: "One stick of incense, Imperial Physician Gu must be exhausted."

Jiang Wu said, "I'm tired too."

Yin Wuzhi walked over calmly and said, "Come change ministers."

Jiang Wu said again: "I'm tired."

Yin Wuzhi reached out to untie their waists, then their sleeves, and finally squatted down to untie their trousers.

The trousers were loosened, and Jiang Wu's heels finally touched the ground. Gu Yan helped him, his eyes fell on Yin Wuzhi's overly calm face, and he reminded: "Your Majesty is already tired, so don't toss too hard at the beginning. .”

Yin Wuzhi involuntarily came to grab Jiang Wu, Gu Yan's arms were slightly tight, and he pressed Jiang Wu to his chest, with a disapproving look on his face, "Your Majesty said you were tired."

Jiang Wu echoed: "Yes."

"It's because you're always motionless that you get tired just after a stick of incense." Yin Wuzhi passed his hand directly through the gap between Jiang Wu and Gu Yan, trying to pull him into his arms, Gu Yan But he tightened up again, his brows were already furrowed: "Your Majesty Yin."

Around Jiang Wu's waist was the arm of Imperial Physician Gu, and behind his waist was Yin Shizi's arm. The whole person was sandwiched between the two like a puppet. He looked at Yin Wuzhi and said slowly: "I don't want to leave."

Yin Wuzhi grabbed Gu Yan's wrist with the other hand, Gu Yan was caught off guard, and was thrown away by him, Yin Wuzhi held the mourning letter to his chest with one hand, and said: "Whether you want to go or not, I told you Calculate."

No matter how stupid Gu Yan was, he could see what was going on now.

He looked at the emperor who was tied around his waist again by Yin Wuzhi while supporting his sore wrist, and explained: "Just now I was worried about disturbing His Highness's business, so I decided to take His Majesty to exercise privately. This matter is indeed my fault. But what is your Majesty, he doesn't even know that His Majesty is waiting for him."

"Who is waiting for him?"

"..." Gu Yan was silent for a moment, and said helplessly, "No matter what, His Majesty has already said that he is tired, so let's stop."

Yin Wuzhi tightened his waist, and Sangpi's toes were forced to hang in the air. He also realized something, and said, "Yin Wuzhi, I don't want it anymore."

Yin Wuzhi said: "All for the envoy."

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

"Please help me."

"I don't want it."

"To shut up."

"..." The mourner's voice was not as loud as his, and he turned his face to look at him but couldn't turn around, and said: "Whoever dares to tie me up, I will punish him from the nine clans."

Qi Hanmiao knelt down.

Yin Wuzhi's lower lip arched up again, and the upper lip on the top curled down silently.

But in just a moment, he untied his waistband, and Sangpi sat down on his feet.

Yin Wuzhi twitched and left without looking back.

Jiang Wu suddenly sat on the cold ground, and was quickly picked up again by Gu Yan: "Your Majesty, don't be angry with Your Highness, he cares about His Majesty too much."

"Ah."

Jiang Wu was patted clean of the dirt on his body, put him back on the dragon couch, and asked, "Where did he go?"

Qi Hanmiao said: "I don't know."

"Go and see."

Qi Hanmiao had no choice but to send someone to look at it, and after a while, he came back and told Jiang Wu: "Your Highness has gone to the warm pool."

"Oh." Jiang Wu didn't ask much.

Gu Yan said: "Your Majesty, I really like Prince Yin's son."

"I like it." Jiang Wu said lightly, "I like pretty things."

It turns out that being as proud as the son of the Prince of Yin is nothing more than an object in the eyes of His Majesty.

Gu Yan lowered his eyelashes and said: "Since that's the case, Your Majesty should rest well, and I will take my leave first."

"Ah."

After he left, Jiang Wu ordered someone to carry him to the warm pool.

Today's Yin Wuzhi made him unable to see clearly. Why did he insist on walking with himself, just to torment him?

In the past, he was not such an impulsive person.

The warm pool was filled with water and mist as usual, and when Jiang Wu was carried to the edge of the pool and put down, he didn't see Yin Wuzhi's figure. He slumped on the chair and stared at the surface of the pool sadly.

Yin Wuzhi squatted under the water, holding his breath and closing his eyes, motionless.

Jiang Wu yawned, his eyes were lazy, and he didn't make a sound.

In the silence, there is only the sound of water flowing from the faucet.

Sangpi let go of this natural voice for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the other party was still sinking at the bottom of the water.

"Yin Wuzhi." The young man was too stubborn, and Jiang Wu was worried that he would suffocate to death: "Come out."

"..."

There are blisters coming up.

It should be almost unbearable.

I don't know how strong his willpower is, but Sangpi judges others by himself, and when he doesn't want to see others, he would rather suffocate to death inside.

Yin Wuzhi cannot die.

"Come here." Jiang Wu said: "Declaration Nan Wang enters the palace."

"Whoa-"

The transparent waterfall splashed down his cheeks. Yin Wuzhi had black hair and snow-white complexion. He stood up straight from the water expressionlessly.

The young man's body is firm and firm, and water drops slide down the chunks of abdominal muscles. At first glance, it looks as perfect as a marble sculpture and is impeccable.

"What are you calling my dad for?"

"Let him come to catch people."

Yin Wuzhi stepped out of the warm pool, his black hair was wet and stuck to his fair neck, the color contrasted sharply, he grabbed the blanket to wrap himself, and said coldly: "I want to go home."

"Why?"

Yin Wuzhi was full of thoughts, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He sat sideways to Jiang Wu, his eyelids were wet and red, and he said firmly, "I want to go home."

"Don't let it go."

"What did you leave me for?"

"If you want to stay, you can stay."

"You..." Yin Wuzhi looked at him, then pursed his lips and turned around, saying: "You better know, I..."

He wanted to say deliberately, I won't like you.

But thinking that Jiang Wu liked him so much, if he said that, even if the other party didn't show it on the outside, he would definitely be sad in secret.

In the end, it was changed to: "I'm not someone who won't get angry."

Jiang Wu rolled his eyes to look at him for a while, and when he was tired, he closed his eyes.

"Are you angry?"

"Yes."

"What are you angry about?"

"..." Yin Wuzhi was bored for a while, and said, "I came up with that idea."

Jiang Wu: "."

It turned out to be the case.