Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

Never returned.

Wei Hanyue gave her the paper qin music composed earlier, and Gu Qitang couldn't help smiling after glancing at her eyes, his light brown pupils rolled around and said: "I have to give my brother a gift in return."

Wei Han looked puzzled, watching her take the Zihao brush from the agate Fushou Linghe Wenbi mountain with great interest, and ordered someone to take rouge and stone green colored ink to grind.

The tip of the pen was fully dipped in the inkstone, Gu Qitang smiled secretly.

While waiting for Gu Qitang to mess with it, Wei Hanyue's eyes fell on a small picture of dispelling the cold pasted on the east wall.

"The weeping willows in front of the pavilion cherish the spring breeze."

On the day after the winter solstice, the word "Ting" was only filled on the top.

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When Gu Quer was almost standing like a sculpture in the courtyard, he finally waited until Wei Hanyue and Gu Qitang finished talking.

He hastily put down the high pruning shears and stepped forward, looked at Xia Wei Hanyue's complexion but was a little tired, and when there was no more discomfort, he breathed a sigh of relief, took his hand, looked at Gu Qitang and said: "You were with him earlier." I said I am going to travel around, I have ordered Yan Mingtuan to select [-] elites from Jinyiwei, and there are many hidden stakes in various places, you can leave at any time."

He is so reliable, Gu Qitang smiled happily and said: "My sister, thank you, brother."

Gu Qu'er stopped talking, turned his head to Wei Hanyue and said softly: "Shall we go back to the palace?"

Gu Qitang shook his goosebumps and ordered someone to close the door, saying: "Brother, go slowly, I won't see you off soon."

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On the carriage back to the palace, Wei Hanyue took out a roll of red silk from his sleeve.

"Picture for dispelling cold?" Gu Quer raised his eyebrows, "Sent by Minde?"

"Ah."

Wei Han's reading book just filled in the horizontal line of "Pavilion" with a pen, but when Gu Qitang saw this, he simply took down the Nine-Nine Cold Dispelling Picture and gave it to him.

"I'm going to leave in a few days. I don't have time to fill out this map. My brother will fill it out for me. It's a good intention. I just hope that after the beginning of spring, there will be no illness or disaster, and a smooth and healthy life."

Gu Quer's eyes only glanced over the picture, and then turned back to Wei Hanyue's face, but he was almost taken away by this look.

At first, Wei Hanyue lowered his head, and the tip of his nose was buried in the fox-fur collar so he couldn't see it. At this moment, when he raised his chin, Gu Quer realized that his lips were covered with deep and light red, which was different from his original lips. The color is much brighter, and it looks charming and almost demon.

"yours……"

Wei Hanyue asked with his eyes when he heard the words, and seeing Gu Quer staring blankly at his lips, Fang suddenly realized.

He rubbed it with his fingertips again helplessly, and said: "Minde is making trouble, I wiped it with a silk handkerchief dipped in water before I came out, and it seems that the color is still there."

Just now, the thin finger like a bamboo branch rubbed against the bead of the lip, making the already uneven color even darker and lighter, and a few places even slightly overflowed the lip, it is really...

Gu Qu'er was a little jealous of the lip balm that he was about to use, or the silk handkerchief that wiped his lips.

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The Choyun Palace is the upper bedroom, Gu Qu'er and Wei Hanyue often retreat when eating, so only two of them are eating quietly in the inner room at this moment.

What Gu Qu'er used to serve his rice was a black-glazed flower-picked bowl. Although it was also exquisite, it was far from the level of craftsmanship of official kiln porcelain.

These are Wei Hanyue's order last year to go to Jingyixuan to pick them out. A set of four identical bowls was given to Gu Quer as a birthday present.

There is nothing more perfunctory than Mr. Wei, but Gu Quer still regards it as a treasure, and only uses one of this set of bowls for every meal for a year.

Wei Hanyue went to Gu Qu'er's bowl to take stuffed mushrooms with chopsticks, the man froze, and then chewed carefully.

But when Wei Hanyue was about to take another slice for himself, Gu Quer got up to pour tea, and his elbow bumped into Wei Hanyue's right hand. , The crisp sound of landing was quite clear.

Wei Hanyue was startled, Gu Qu'er bent over to pick up the jasper chopsticks quickly, and ordered Zhang Gong who was waiting outside the door to fetch another pair.

The new bamboo-patterned chopsticks were lighter than the jasper chopsticks, and Wei Hanyue couldn't handle them well, so he only used a small golden fork to cut green jade bean cakes and candied red pomelo to eat.

"The matter of Cen Huai's remuneration for becoming king, I'm afraid..."

As soon as Gu Qu'er started the conversation, Wei Hanyue took it up in time: "I have my own concerns about tattooing. As long as Your Majesty does not dismantle my position and reveal the origin of Cen Huai's compensation to the officials and clans, your Majesty will not need to do anything else." I'm worried."

He said "Your Majesty" in one mouthful, and after leaving the words, he pretended to get up. How could Gu Qu'er not notice that he was angry, and couldn't care about anything, and hurriedly wrapped his hands around his hands and bowed his head to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, Ayue, you Don't get angry... I will listen to you, and tomorrow I will issue a decree to become king!"

"I only have you, I only love you... You don't have to love me, but don't want me."

"I will make Cen Huai the king, and give him the honor of being under one person and above ten thousand people... Let him go back to live in his palace, and Ayue don't live with him, okay?"

He hugged Wei Hanyue's waist like a fool and didn't let go, his body taller than Wei Hanyue bowed a little wronged, buried his head in his neck and said: "It's so easy to wait until you enter the palace, don't be so hasty It's all my fault."

The person in his arms suddenly snorted softly, and Gu Qu'er noticed something strange, and quickly looked him up nervously: "What's wrong? But where is the discomfort?"

Wei Hanyue knew in his heart that the papaya stewed pear in the eldest princess's mansion had chilled his stomach. Ordinarily, his stomach was not so fragile in the past, and his health was deteriorating, and he was a little powerless.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Gu Qu'er became more and more flustered and said, "I'm going to order someone to pass on to the imperial physician."

"No need," Wei Hanyue stopped, "Just help me to rest for a while."

Gu Qu'er frowned, picked him up and put him on the bed, checked his forehead and found that the temperature was normal, but the man's brows did not relax, and he untied his long gown, and covered his waist and abdomen through the middle coat.

Sure enough, there was some chills, although it was not serious, it was enough to make Gu Quer worry.

It's cold in the winter, and Wei Hanyue's body is cold. Gu Quer has entrusted the Shangshi Bureau to prepare all the meals tonight that are mild in nature or have the effect of warming and nourishing. This situation should not happen...

The only explanation is that Wei Hanyue ate something in Gu Qitang's mansion before entering the palace, but he obviously intended to protect Gu Qitang, so Gu Quer would not go against his will.

I had no choice but to follow the method taught by the imperial physician in the past, gently massage his stomach in circular motions, but I really couldn't let go of my heart: "Let's pass on an imperial physician."

"No..." Wei Hanyue felt a little coquettish when he felt uncomfortable, and although his tone was firm, the volume was low and small because of his weakness, which made him a little pitiful for no reason.

"Okay, okay..." Gu Quer was afraid that he would feel even more uncomfortable if he was in a hurry. Seeing that the eyes of the man in Huang Jinjin's quilt were half-lidded, and his amber-like pupils were wet, he looked like a lonely and injured cub. It was really soft into a ball, and stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt on Wei Hanyue's body, leaving only a narrow face the size of a palm exposed.

Just as Wei Hanyue's arms were stuffed into the brocade quilt, when he held his hand and lifted it up slightly, he saw the cuffs of his jacket slide up, and that slender and lonely wrist was painted with stone green branches, tightly Tightly wrapped around and around, a rouge rose blooms among the branches full of thorns.

Probably because Wei Hanyue left the house before the paint had fully dried, and the paint was rubbed off by the cloth, the edges of the flower and leaf patterns were slightly blurred. It seems that the thin and soft snow wrists have been bullied, but they struggled in every possible way but couldn't get rid of the tough shackles imposed on them.

The earth dragon for heating in the temple was burning vigorously, and the high temperature and heat softened the beauty's body, and also caused a circle of wet red in the clear and moist eyes, which echoed the raging roses on the wrist, in a miserable beauty Full of meaning.

Gu Quer stayed away for more than half a year, tearing away the sight that was originally lingering between Wei Hanyue's wrist and face in an extremely embarrassing situation, but when he was about to speak, he felt his throat was sore and itchy, and finally he could only cough twice dryly.

Wei Hanyue said with a complicated expression, "You have a nosebleed."

Gu Qu'er was coughing, and when he heard the words, he coughed more and more. I don't know if it was because of the coughing or something else, but the man's face, ears and neck were all red, and he wiped off the sticky skin indiscriminately. Among the people, one walked towards the clean room and said with difficulty: "It's dry to burn charcoal in winter, cough... I'll go, go soak in cold water."

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This bubble lasted for an hour, Gu Qu'er went to the study again and summoned several courtiers to discuss the strategy of corvee service in the coming year, and did not return to the inner room until the cold air on his body dissipated.

Wei Hanyue just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and when he opened his eyes in a daze, he saw the man who was just a few feet away.

Seeing the beauty's eyes with spring water under the lamp, Gu Qu'er felt that he was also drowning in the soft waves of the pool, and he really didn't want to leave, so he asked softly, "Is there any discomfort?"

Wei Hanyue was not fully awake, so it was difficult to speak, so he just said concisely: "No."

When it was nearly Xu time, Gu Qu'er ordered someone to turn off a few lamps in the hall, and sat on the footrest beside Ba Bu's bed.

The field of vision darkened in an instant, and the only dim candlelight in front of the bed reflected Wei Hanyue's elegant and soft face, Gu Quer's heart was shaking, and he couldn't help leaning close to kissing his forehead.

Afraid of waking Wei Hanyue up, Gu Qu'er only wanted to have a taste of it, and looking at him tenderly like this was enough for wishing.

-

The lights are dark and the jade insects are biased.

After Wei Hanyue took the medicine, the qi in his stomach became smoother, but the illness still persisted, which made him restless in sleep.Ten fingers clutching the embroidered patterns loosen and tighten, the beauty's soft white wrists are filled with tide-like red, swinging like a swing, one can see the illusion: the roses and green leaves seem to be alive , the rope generally became more and more tight, and his wrist was reddened, making him itchy and sore, so uncomfortable that he shed tears.

The wind blows the curtain, and the soft smoke leaves a gap to the two sides without sound.

The cool breeze caresses the plain arches of the feet, and the toes are as hard to climb as jade shoots.

The cold wind blowing into the warm room is naturally unbearable for the sick.

Gu Qu'er hurriedly tucked in the quilt for him, and closed the curtains again. Seeing that Zhang Gong was outside, he seemed to have something to report, so he got up and went outside.

Zhang Gong bowed and said: "Your Majesty, Mr. Wei ordered someone to pay Cen Huai... a change of skin."

Gu Quer was silent for a moment when he heard the words, he didn't mind doing some tricks to completely destroy Cen Huaichou's face, but if he ruined Cen Huaichou's appearance, he would most likely ruin his relationship with Wei Hanyue as well. day.

Forget it, if he can make it through, it will be his fate.

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The golden palace and jade palace are lingering and full of spring, while the moon is hidden in the clouds outside the sky, and the dripping water turns into ice. It can be described as the coldest night in Hengdu this winter.

Luojinlou.

The skin-changing technique is cruel and inhumane. Most people will die halfway because they cannot bear the pain, and even if there are some who can survive by chance, there are very few who can achieve the desired effect. Wei Hanyue and Cen Huaishou analyzed it before. However, the stakes and dangers were dangerous, but the young man listened silently all the time, with no expression of fear or retreat on his face, and followed Zheng Bo into the secret room as if he would die without regret.

Facts have proved that his fortitude is far beyond human comparison, and he gritted his teeth to endure the pain of skin peeling.

The left side of Cen Huaichou's face was covered with thick sackcloth, and the strength of the Mabo powder had passed. If someone else had to bear the piercing pain on his face at this moment, he would almost collapse and commit suicide within half an hour, but Cen Huaichou was just Sitting on the head of the bed with his eyes wide open, he stared out of the window intently.

Why hasn't he come back...

Cen Huaichou didn't dare to ask extravagantly, he just wanted to see Wei Hanyue, if...if he could touch his head, it would be the best.

Cen Huaichou was not tired, he just felt that maybe he waited a little longer, maybe in the next moment, he would be able to see the person Wu Mei was thinking about.

But Wei Hanyue has not returned...he has never returned.

The bitter wind blows the wind chimes under the eaves, and the coldness seems to seep into the house through the closed doors and windows. The bones and blood in this room are frozen, but the other room is full of warmth, and the mood is so different.

The author says:

Cen Huaichou: Recite the Great Compassion Mantra for everyone