Sick Beauty Plays the System [Quick Transmigration]

"It's so cold."

After making love with Wei Hanyue for the first time, Gu Qu'er stayed up all night, Yinshi, Maoshi, Chenshi... the lotus flower leaked out, but he just hugged the lover in his arms intimately, ignoring Zhang Gong's edict, His Majesty is the first civil and military official who has dismissed the court and talked about it.

From then on, what does it matter if the king doesn't go to court early, Gu Qu'er thought silently...he didn't even want to be the king.

But this is a short-term extravagant hope. For Wei Hanyue, I have to sit on the throne more firmly, so that I can become his wings, his barrier, and his safe haven... Only then can I become the most qualified and most powerful person in the world. Those who can protect him, and rely on this idea to beg him to treat him differently.

Wei Hanyue's body is really too fragile, like a dimly lit beauty lamp, swayed by the cold night wind, even though he is smart and mentally tough...but he can't live alone without leaving the greenhouse.

Gu Qu'er was annoyed at him for being unkind, but also thankful that he was not yet in love.

After all, once there is love, it is inevitable to let others down and be sad, and Wei Hanyue can't bear to be sad. The lingering sick bed has already made him overwhelmed. Once sad, I'm afraid it will easily kill him.

Gu Qu'er doesn't think about the bed all the time, more often he just wants to guard Wei Hanyue, hug him, kiss him, hide him in his arms, the ends of the earth, the end of the world, the underworld... never to be separated .

But now, probably even such a wish has become a luxury.

-

Cen Huaichou in the room warmed Wei Hanyue's hands before putting him down.

He had to try to feed Wei Hanyue the hangover soup, but in the current situation, the hope of the little drunk cat drinking it obediently was obviously very slim.

Cen Huaichou supported him to lean on the pillow at the head of the bed, first took a porcelain cup on the wooden table, skimmed a little of the hangover soup and tasted it, and after confirming that it was non-toxic, he scooped up a small spoon and brought it to his lips.

But to his surprise, Wei Hanyue drank the spoonful without any resistance.

Cen Huaichou was startled, and stiffly recalled the taste of the hangover soup just now, before he realized it belatedly—this bowl of hangover soup had just the right proportion of sweet and sour, which was very suitable for Wei Hanyue's appetite.

This kind of fit cannot be achieved overnight, and naturally it cannot be done by the cook in this inn.

Compared to Gu Qu'er who has been against Wei Hanyue for several years, he can be in the upper hand at this moment, relying on nothing but Wei Hanyue's eccentricity, but only Wei Hanyue's eccentricity, and this eccentricity is like morning dew, It will disappear without a trace at any time.

Gu Qu'er is a few years older than Wei Hanyue, and he is in power. His maturity and stability make him more reckless and youthful, and overshadowed him.

Cen Huaichou was immersed in the sense of crisis that he would be discarded at any time. Mr. Wei's always cold hands moved to the young man's cheeks at some point, and he squeezed them hard.

"Uh..." The worry was crushed in an instant.

Cen Huaichou immediately let out a muffled snort, and the big palm that clasped the back of Wei Hanyue's head suddenly tightened. His face was deformed by the little man's pinch, and his voice was a little muffled. He helplessly raised the spoon and said, "Baby, don't mess around!" , drink the soup first."

Wei Hanyue twisted one side of the hand, and kneaded it as if kneading dough.

Cen Huaichou let out a "hiss" and tried to grab Wei Hanyue's arms and move them away from his face, but when he moved a little bit, he let out a coquettish cry, and Cen Huaichou immediately backed down and let Wei Hanyue Read rubbing round and pinching flat.

The skin is going to be bald.

-

All the way, with guns and arrows in the dark and smoke filled the air, the carriage finally drove into Hengdu on the day of the winter solstice.

As the grass gradually withered and yellowed and the leaves gradually fell off, Wei Hanyue was like a little squirrel about to hibernate. He either slept or dozed off in the carriage all day long, and his appetite naturally decreased. Compared with leaving Xiaotong Village, Wei Hanyue From time to time, she became thinner again, her chin was pointed and sharp, and her whole body was almost like a piece of thin paper without any weight.

Gu Qu'er is very anxious, but Wei Hanyue is like this every winter. The whole Taiyuan Hospital is oppressed by Gu Quer until his hair turns gray. However, Wei Hanyue's body is so hard to return... Even Da Luo Jinxian has countless things in his chest.

After finally reaching the back door of Luojin Building, Gu Quer rubbed the top of Wei Hanyue's hair, as if afraid of waking him up, and said softly: "Ah Yue wake up, go home."

A hand as slender as a bamboo branch slowly protruded from the red fox fur cloak, the skin was translucent white, the jade white wrist became thinner and thinner against the backdrop of the wide sleeves, the blue-purple meridians seemed to flow slowly, and the flow seemed to be slower than others , gently dormant in the thin flesh.

Wei Hanyue stretched slightly, and Gu Quer naturally wanted to hug him, but he blocked him with a palm: "I'll go by myself."

He has been suffering from low-grade fever for the past few days, and it doesn't get better over and over again, and his face becomes paler and paler. Gu Qu'er is reluctant to let him go, but he also knows that when the little ancestor is stubborn, eight horses can't pull him back, so he can only rely on him.

A group of people and a little raccoon slave went straight to the outside of the moon picking hall. The grandma was feeding the parrots on the corridor. When they saw Wei Hanyue, they almost suspected that they were hallucinating. After a while, they found that it was Wei Hanyue who had returned. Crying like a mourning concubine, he yelled "Master, you are back!" and rushed towards Wei Hanyue.

The saber in Yan Mingtuan's hand "Zheng" came out of its sheath, so frightened that the grandma hurriedly stopped her tiger-like footsteps going down the mountain, and stopped half a foot in front of Wei Hanyue, crying and weeping.

Wei Hanyue: "Ah Fu, where is Aunt Huailu now?"

"What is the business of looking for me, my lord?"

Ah Fu has not yet answered, suddenly there is a clear and lingling female voice behind him, and they turn around, and see Wei Huailu in a slim Hu suit, who is old but still charming, holding the nine-section whip of the horse in his hand come here.

Wei Hanyue knew that he would make her worried and angry if he disappeared without saying hello, so he obediently said: "Auntie..."

Wei Huailu kept a solemn face, as if she didn't look at him, and went to the third floor of the Moon Picking Hall, saying in a deep voice, "Come in with me."

Gu Qu'er was afraid that she would punish Wei Hanyue if she was too angry, so she hurriedly pleaded: "Wei Xingshou..."

Wei Huailu raised her brows upside down and said, "Why, if I talk to my child, can your lord intervene?"

Wei Hanyue hurriedly signaled Gu Quer to shut up with his eyes, and followed Wei Huailu docilely like a bunny, and then told the trembling eunuch: "Let that tattooed gentleman live in the southernmost room on the second floor." .”

Hearing this, Gu Qu'er suddenly clenched the five fingers in his sleeves tightly, but it's not suitable to stop him now, so he can only show it slowly.

-

Wei Hanyue followed Wei Huailu upstairs, and the woman sat down on the Huanghuali teacher's chair with a straight face. Before she could speak, Wei Hanyue suddenly knelt down in front of her.

Wei Huailu reflexively went to help him up, stretched his hand halfway, then stopped abruptly, turned his face away from looking at his own cub, pouted his neck and said: "The man has gold under his knees, what are you doing?"

"The child is not sensible, let my aunt worry... Auntie hit me."

Wei Huailu heard that his voice had no strength, and he was pitifully thin. He must have endured hardships on the road, and he didn't know how many times he had been ill. Is he recovering now? Han Yue lifted him up with both arms.

"No more next time," she said, looking at Wei Hanyue's thin, bloodless cheeks, her eyes blushing from distress for a moment, "but you're sick again? Did you see a doctor?"

Seeing that she was not angry anymore, Wei Hanyue felt relieved and took her arm and coquettishly said to the elder, "It's nothing important... just miss my aunt."

Wei Huailu still seemed to be fiercely trying to slap his arm, but the force of the fall was light and light, and said: "You tell my aunt honestly, you haven't said hello for half a year, where did you go?"

Since it was impossible for Wei Hanyue to tell her about the system, he only vaguely said that he went to Yuzhou, lived in Cen Huaichou's house for a while, and was picked up by Gu Quer.

How could Wei Huailu not know that he didn't tell the whole story, nor did he break the casserole to ask the truth, he just took a deep breath and said: "You have grown up, if you have something to hide from me, I won't force you, I just hope you take care of your body and live in peace ,Understand?"

Wei Hanyue regarded her as his mother, and his heart was naturally touched, and said: "Ayue, Auntie is at ease."

-

Seeing that Wei Huailu left the Palace of Picking the Moon, Gu Quer hurriedly ran upstairs, and as soon as he entered Wei Hanyue's bedroom, Ah Fu led Cen Huaishou inside.

Wei Hanyue leaned on the brocade-patterned phoenix pillow to face the pillow and looked at the "Stone Room Immortal Mechanism" in front of him. Xiao Ke supported the spine of the book with one front paw on the back, and pressed the front page of the book with the other front paw. The page cherished the words like gold and said "turn over", and the little raccoon slave dutifully turned over a page.

Gu Quer: "..."

Cen Huaichou: "..."

-

Two very similar faces suddenly appeared, Wei Hanyue was in a daze for a moment, and then said very partial: "Your Majesty, come back, Cen Huaichou stay."

Gu Quer looked at him, stubbornly motionless.

Wei Hanyue wanted to take care of a mere Gu Qu'er, but the beauty sighed gloomily and said: "I heard that the Fukong Temple in the suburbs of the city is in full bloom, and tomorrow is my aunt's birthday, she likes red the most." Mei, but I can't break off a branch to show my filial piety..."

Gu Qu'er's forehead twitched with veins, and he turned and went outside without saying a word.

But Wei Huailu's birthday is clearly after the vernal equinox, Gu Quer knew that she was Wei Hanyue's only relative, so this year he also prepared congratulatory gifts for her.

Mr. Wei's order to chase away guests is really not clever, but it is just for Gu Quer's pitiful description that he can't see him.

After the Ah Fu brought the man, he fled the battlefield wisely, leaving the two of them looking at each other in dismay.

Wei Hanyue stretched out his index finger to hook Cen Huaichou and said, "Come here."

Without hesitation, the young man followed the call to Wei Hanyue's bed and squatted down. Wei Hanyue's fingertips were always condensed with a lingering coldness, like a nephrite bead in an ice cellar, across Cen Huaichou's forehead and eyebrows. , the bridge of the nose, the peak of the lips, the lower jaw, the Adam's apple... a wave of tremors arose on his face, which was scorched by the earth dragon.

Except for the tattoo marks on the face and the slightly younger facial features, Cen Huaichou can almost be said to be Gu Quer himself, even if they are twins... it is hard to be so similar.

For several months, Gu Quer's identity was not a secret, but Cen Huaichou did not know his relationship with the current Holy Majesty.

His fingertips went down, Mr. Wei's strength was as delicate and gentle as if he was appreciating something, but his eyes were careless. Whether it was Cen Huaichou, Gu Qu'er, or someone else in front of him, it mattered to him. Words make no difference.

It may be that Cen Huaichou is willing to be caught by the fatal throat, but Wei Hanyue is the only one in the world.

His adam's apple is sharp, almost like an arrowhead that can hurt people at the touch of a finger, and even the bones carry an innate killing spirit, but when Wei Hanyue grasps it with two fingers, it looks very special Docile, wishing he could restrain all his frightening edges so as not to scratch his fragile skin.

Wei Hanyue rubbed against Cen Huaichou's Adam's apple with the thin callus produced by playing the pipa on the upper layer of his finger, and the other party's breath immediately became a little deeper, but Young Master Wei didn't realize it, and let go of his throat, falling on him. On the forearm covered by the sleeve.

There is a cyan flying eagle-shaped birthmark there, which is not eye-catching, but it is the biggest evidence of his identity.

Fortunately, there is this birthmark and this face, otherwise the DNA test would not be possible, so would it be possible to rely on the blood test of blood that even the biological brothers may not be compatible?

"This should be the elder brother of your mother and compatriot. Your birthmark...the second son of the first emperor who lost in the past also has one on the arm." Wei Hanyue said in a casual tone, as if he was not facing the Tian family who was living outside. of blood.

Cen Huaichou didn't care about his origin and identity, but asked almost clearly: "Is this why you went to Xiaotong Village to find me?"

Wei Hanyue closed his eyes lightly and said "um", then muttered in a sleepy voice: "It's so cold."