[Quick wear] His ex, he overturned again

There were no palace people in the palace, and it was silent. Ke Yi opened the overlapping gauze curtains, and suddenly saw a bright view. There is a hot spring in the palace, which is made of white marble. The wall is embedded with fist-sized luminous pearls, illuminating all four corners.

In the hot spring pool, there was a figure with his back turned to him.

Koy suddenly stopped in his tracks, his heart beating faster.

"come over."

A deep male voice came, and he had no choice but to move closer.

Chu Xiu leaned against the edge of the pool, his black hair was loose, and his eyes were slightly closed, listening to the sound of footsteps getting closer.

Although most of the cold poison in his body has been removed, his body temperature is still lower than that of ordinary people. This hot spring can slightly relieve the pain of his cold poison.

There was no movement behind him, and he said calmly, "Didn't Mammy teach you to serve others?"

The hand hidden in the sleeve was clenched tightly, and Ke Yi knelt down silently, raised his hand to put on Chu Xiu's shoulder, and pressed it lightly.

"I didn't expect Aifei's hands to be able to hold the Four Books and Five Classics." Chu Xiu said lazily, laughing, "I can even look through the erotic pictures, but the massage is a little bit less interesting."

Ke Yi paused, closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "I...it's my blessing to be able to serve His Majesty."

It was very difficult for him to speak, and every word he spit out was like broken porcelain, scratching his throat.

The next second, his wrist was suddenly clasped, and Koy was caught off guard and was suddenly pulled into the water.

The hot spring water was poured into the nostrils, and then choked into the lungs. He was thrashing, with bursts of white light in front of his eyes. Just when he was about to suffocate, a strong arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him over.

"Cough cough cough-"

As if he had grasped a life-saving straw, Ke Yi coughed violently, his tears mixed with the spring water, almost coughing up his heart, liver, spleen and stomach.

"Aifei hugged her so tightly."

A teasing voice sounded, and Ke Yi opened his foggy eyes, only to realize that he was tightly pressed against Chu Xiu's chest, and Chu Xiu was just looking at him with his eyes down.

Startled, he backed away again and again, but was grabbed and dragged back.

"Your Majesty, no, this..." He pushed Chu Xiu's chest, his face turned red and pale, and he said anxiously, "It's not proper."

Chu Xiu said lightly: "Don't forget, you are the one who begged to serve me."

Koy stopped struggling immediately, his slender eyelashes were wet, water droplets dripped down his chin, and his blue sleeves floated in the water.He lowered his eyes.

That's right, it was he who said he wanted to serve the bed.

He moved his fingertips away slowly, his eyes fixed on Chu Xiu's chest, and he was startled again.

The underside of the fingertips was uneven, obviously not the touch of normal skin, and a finger-length, extremely hideous scar lay across Chu Xiu's pale chest.

This is a sword wound.

Chu Xiu noticed the young man's gaze, sneered, grabbed the young man's slender wrist, and pressed it again.

"This is the sword you gave me, so ruthless."

At that time, he was diagnosed and treated by his confidant imperial physician and he would not live for three years.

He was in the vortex of a power struggle, and after learning of the result, he suddenly felt extremely tired and bored.

It is unknown whether he succeeded in seizing the throne. Three years later, even if he does not die, he will still be lingering on the sick bed and become a useless person.

So he made a decision to give up the bid.

His power was enough to allow him and Ke Yi to retreat outside the palace without being found by anyone.

He didn't tell the young man the fact that he was going to die soon. For the remaining three years, he just wanted to read with his little companion, sit and talk every day, chat with each other over wine, and fish on the Bixi River.

However, Koy gave him a sword.

The person he trusted the most gave him a sword.

Chu Xiu had no expression on his face, and he squeezed the young man's wrist with five fingers.

Click.

Dislocated wrist.

The young man groaned and frowned in pain.

Chu Xiu opened the belt of the man in his arms, and pinched the young man's chin, "My concubine, tell me, what is the volume in the water?"

Ke Yi didn't speak, until Chu Xiu pressed the other wrist, and then said in a low voice: "Wrap your hands around, in..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold kiss fell.

Chu Xiu bit the young man's lips and said in a low voice, "I'm not good at learning."

So, he took it personally and taught it to the young people.

Ke Yi was pushed against the edge of the pool, his eyes were closed, his chest was pressed against the white marble wall, and his snow-white skin had already turned purple.

His ten fingers gripped the ground tightly, his nails split, and he didn't take a breath to get up and blocked his throat, biting his lip, refusing to let out a sound.

Chu Xiu supported the young man's slender waist, leaving marks of biting on the smooth back.

Koy finally couldn't take it anymore and cried out...

Chu Xiu suddenly stopped and turned him over.

Koy's chin was lifted, and he was forced to accept a not-so-gentle kiss.

At some point, Chu Xiu hugged Ke Yi out of the hot spring. His clothes were already torn, and the rags were floating on the water.

He softened into a puddle of water, leaning on Chu Xiu's shoulder, letting Chu Xiu manipulate him.

Chu Xiu hugged the young man and wiped every part of his skin with a towel. He looked at every part very carefully.

He wiped it with a towel, and he used some force maliciously.

Ke Yi shuddered suddenly, and pain appeared on his blushing little face.

In his drowsiness, he was picked up, touched the soft bed, and woke up suddenly.

Chu Xiu had already put on his obscene clothes, but he was still naked.

It seems that he has no shame and climbed into the king's bed.

Ke Yi stretched out his weak hand, pulled the brocade quilt over his body.

The wrist has been connected, but there is still a dull pain, but compared to... this pain is almost negligible.

Chu Xiu sat down beside him, lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "The imperial concubine is not only beautiful, but also tastes delicious when eaten."

Ke Yi closed his eyes in shame, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, can I wear obscene clothes?"

Chu Xiu looked at the young man's exhausted appearance. The body under the quilt was indeed exhausted. He lifted the quilt with his fingertips and sneered.

"No need to wear it."

Ke Yi was frightened, and hugged the quilt to dodge inside, but was dragged back by Chu Xiu.

He fell into the man's cold embrace, curled up, and begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, minister... the concubine is really dying..."

Chu Xiu paused, his fingertips slid across the back of the young man's white neck, and said flatly, "Forget it, I'll let you go today."

Koy lowered his eyes and hugged himself.

Needle drop can be heard in the hall.

After a while, Chu Xiu seemed to really intend to let him go, so he moved slightly away, and the arm around his waist suddenly tightened.

"Don't move."

"……Yes."

[33, are you sure that Chu Xiu has not experienced many battles? 】Koy complained in his head, 【I almost thought I was going to die again. 】

33, who just triggered the host's privacy protection system and was imprisoned in a small black room: [OK. 】

Coy sighed sadly.

He was attacked by the protagonist again. .

Faster than the previous world.

Does Chu Xiu have any obsession with... himself?

He really wanted to come and die, but four years ago, his cheap father was already so angry with him that he kicked him out overnight.

If he refused to submit, Chu Xiu would really throw his father's head in front of him.

Thinking about it, his spirit was exhausted to the extreme, and he fell into a deep sleep despite being still lying in Chu Xiu's arms.

In a flash, it was dawn.

Chu Xiu had already left, and Ke Yi was stunned when he saw the red bellyband he was wearing.

The bellyband is embroidered with the pattern of Takako Liansheng.

Chu Xiu put it on for him.

A look of embarrassment flashed past, and he reached out to untie the tie at the back of his neck. A group of court ladies suddenly walked in. Ke Yi was startled, and quickly covered the red bellyband with a quilt.

They knelt down, and the leading lady-in-waiting held a bowl of pitch-black medicine, raised it to the side of his bed on knees, and said flatly: "Please drink the Bizi Tang, the imperial concubine."

Avoid child soup?

"I'm a man." He was anxious, "How can I be pregnant?"

"Your Majesty ordered, be sure to ask the empress to drink it." The maid lowered her head and said respectfully, "And the apron on the empress, please wear it too."

Ke Yi glanced at the court ladies kneeling all over the floor, feeling sad in his heart.

Even they know themselves...

Chu Xiu really regarded himself as a concubine, and even gave him Bizitang.

He swayed, bent his back, stretched out his hand to hold the bowl of black soup, held his breath, and gulped it down in one go.

The soup was so fishy and sweet, he held down the base of his tongue to resist the desire to feel nauseous.

"All right."

He suppressed his tears and handed back the empty bowl to the maid.

"The servant waits for you to change clothes."

"I'll do it myself, you all go out."

"My lady..."

"go out."

"Yes."

After all the maids went out, Ke Yi supported his sore waist and got out of bed with difficulty. Enduring the strangeness there, he bent down to reach for the clothes on the tray.

In the next second, his face changed suddenly, and he knelt down slowly on the ground, his lips lost all color in an instant.

The cold poison from Chu Xiu's body flared up again.

Ke Yi propped himself up on the ground with one hand, and covered his needle-pricked heart with the other, with sweat dripping from his forehead.

As if falling into an ice cellar, his fingers turned black and blue.

He resisted the pain, panting heavily, his nails piercing deeply into his palm.

It hurts, it hurts so badly.

Lost half of the feeling in the hands and feet.

Even if he used silver needles to push back the cold poison so that he could walk like a normal person, he would occasionally erupt once.

Fortunately, Chu Xiu didn't see it, otherwise he must have noticed something strange.

He knelt for a while, then gradually recovered, and stood up with difficulty leaning on the edge of the bed.

Koy finished dressing himself, and his trembling fingers were hidden under the wide sleeves.

He went out, and the maids were waiting outside the palace, startled by his pale face.

"Your Majesty, you..."

"It's okay." Coy pretended to be nonchalant, "Go back."

Shanglin study.

A folded picture scroll was spread out on the thick and heavy desk, and Chu Xiu drew it meticulously with a bold brush.

The young man in the painting frowned slightly, bit his lips tightly, and his clothes were half-faded, as if he looked powerless yesterday.

The servant who reported back and forth said: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine has returned to Weiyang Palace, but her complexion is not very good-looking, and she has not moved a bit during breakfast and lunch."

Chu Xiu said lightly: "Then let him be hungry. If he is uncomfortably hungry, he will always eat."

"Also..." the servant stammered, "Concubine An went to visit the imperial concubine, and the two chatted... as if they were speculative."

Chu Xiu's pen tip paused, and the next moment, the Hao pen snapped into two pieces.