After teasing the magician, I ran away with my cub

Scumbag!

Yun Jiangli stared at the young man who was lowering his head and seriously drinking his soup. His pretty side face seemed to be much lighter, and his small body was completely weightless when he was hugged.

I must have been pampered and pampered when I was at home, but this time I was injured and sick again, and I really suffered.

"You..." Yun Jiangli hesitated for a moment, but continued to ask: "Do you have any taboos?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Muning raised his head with twinkling eyes.

Yun Jiangli looked at his dumbfounded look, and suddenly felt itchy, wanting to rub his little head.

He clenched his fist lightly, resisted the urge, and repeated with slightly bent eyes: "Taboo, do you have any?"

It turned out that I heard it right, Yan Muning tilted his head, thinking about it since he was a child, he really didn't come across anything he wouldn't eat, pursed his lower lip, and said a little embarrassedly: "I don't like sour food... ...does it count?"

Speaking of which, the little prince really doesn't like sour food.

When he was young, he was a little greedy cat. When he saw other people eating, he always wanted to eat something along with him. However, his second brother liked sour, so he picked up citrus and apricots to eat sour ones.

Once, Xiaoyan Muning, who was only three or two years old, sat in the arms of her second brother and took a bite of a sour apricot. She was immediately burst into sour tears and ran away crying.

He was so angry that he refused to talk to his second brother for many days. After that, whenever he saw sour, he would frown and would never eat sour again.

Thinking of his second brother, Yan Muning suddenly wanted to cry a million times.

Huh, homesick.I don't know if the second brother has received the news, or if he has already started sending people to look for him.

Yun Jiangli was startled, the boy in front of him suddenly became listless for some reason, and his eyes were still a little red.

A trace of inexplicable irritability surged up, and it disappeared before he had time to grasp the clue.

"I..." Yun Jiangli opened his mouth, frowned and stared at the young man, "I won't give you any bitterness."

I don't want to see him cry.

Before Yun Jiangli realized that he had this idea, he had already coaxed people clumsily.

"Huh? Okay."

Yan Muning had put away his emotions, and was a little confused when he heard the beauty's words. After responding, he observed secretly, and found that the beauty seemed serious, so he boldly made a request in a low voice: "I like to eat Sweets."

The big beauty nodded slightly.

The little prince became more courageous, blinked, and said: "Then I want to eat meat, big meat!"

Yun Jiangli: "..."

Am I mistreating you?

With a long sigh, he nodded in compromise, thinking about stewing some medicinal food for the young man, who is still young.

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After that, the little prince became more active in eating every day. Although there was no spicy food and no big meat, the beauty made the simple ingredients full of fragrance. He wished he could move a small stool and sit in the kitchen every day to watch the whole process.

In particular, the medicated diet made by the old men in the Tai Hospital is always unpalatable, even worse than the soup, but the medicated diet made by the beauty is simply delicious in the world!

Yan Muning swallowed her saliva, and began to think about it, it would be a bit of a loss for the beauty to go to the imperial hospital, can she be brought back to the palace directly.

"Why is it raining again?" Yan Muning couldn't go to the yard to bask in the sun, so he could only lean on the couch and stare out the window eagerly.

Yun Jiangli was flipping through a medical book, without raising his head, he said, "Jinzhou is already rainy in autumn. I don't seem to have asked you before, where are you from?"

He originally asked the question casually, but Yan Muning didn't dare to answer casually, so he could only answer vaguely: "It doesn't rain so much in the north."

After saying that, he teased Bai Que'er with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at Yun Jiangli again.

Fortunately, Yun Jiangli didn't intend to ask in detail, and his mind was on the books. It took a long time to realize that the room was a bit too quiet. Only then did he realize that the boy had fallen asleep leaning against the window, and the chubby little bird was also curled up into a ball. , sleeping soundly on his chest.

Yun Jiangli got up lightly, closed the window, took another thick cloak and put it on the boy.

The sleeping appearance is really cute, he took a few close glances and then looked away.

Yan Muning slept until it was getting dark, and when he woke up, rubbing his sleepy eyes in a daze, he could already smell the aroma of dinner.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the meals already set on the table. Yun Jiangli used seasonal taro and several medicinal herbs to cook a rich medicinal porridge, and specially put some sugar for the young man.

The little Wang Yele's round eyes were bent into crescent moons, and he used up half a bowl of hot and sweet porridge in one go.

But who would have thought that it was only half an hour after dinner, and Yan Muning, who was leaning on the bedside and flipping through a chess record, suddenly started to suffer from abdominal pain.

He thought he had caught a cold, but the cramping pain in his stomach became worse and worse, and the cold sweat was all over his back in an instant. He couldn't hold the chess record in his hand, and it fell to the side of the bed with a thud.

Yun Jiangli, who heard the voice, raised his eyes and looked over, only to see the young man frowned in pain, with one hand resting firmly on his stomach, and the other trembling on the edge of the bed, as if he was about to fall down at any moment.

"Little Seven!" Yun Jiangli walked quickly to the bed with his shoes on, and raised his hand to hold the young man's slender shoulders.

Yan Muning, who was already dizzy from the pain, looked at the person in front of him with blurred vision, his lips trembled so that he could not utter a complete sentence, only a few words were faintly spilled out: "Jiang...I am in so much pain..."

"Xiao Qi is obedient, let go of your hand and let me see." Yun Jiangli frowned, trying to remove his hand against his abdomen.

Yan Muning suddenly pushed him hard, and threw himself on the bedside to vomit, Yun Jiang's heart tightened.

Seeing that the boy was so painful that he was unconscious, he carried him away from the soiled bed with a little force.

Feeling that his internal organs were churning crazily, and the painful cold sweat was pouring out layer by layer, Yan Muning couldn't bear it anymore, the painful moan overflowed from his mouth, and tears flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Am I dying.

It was his last thought before losing consciousness.

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Yun Jiangli calmly put away the needle in his hand, and placed the boy who finally stopped struggling desperately on the clean narrow couch.

Seeing the tears in the corners of the young man's eyes, his whole aura instantly became frighteningly cold, but the movements of his hands were still gentle.

Unbuttoning Yan Muning's pajamas, Yun Jiangli tightly pursed his thin lips as he looked at the bloody wound he had torn just now.

When the wound was re-packed, the red marks on the boy's cold white skin caught his attention.

After Yun Jiangli took his pulse with concentration, he quickly took off all of Yan Muning's pajamas. The young man's thin body was lying on the dark narrow couch, and his eyes darkened a little.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, there was only coldness and concentration in his eyes, as if the emotions that had just flashed by just now were just illusions.

Yun Jiangli rummaged through the medicine box to find the pills he needed, and wanted to feed the boy to swallow.

But for some reason, Yan Muning, who had already passed out, gritted his teeth and refused to speak.

After several attempts, he failed to pierce his lips and feed the pills. Seeing that the red marks on his body became more and more, they began to form large rashes in series, and his breathing became short of breath.

Yun Jiangli gritted his teeth, put the pill into his mouth, crunched it lightly and took a mouthful of warm water, leaned over and hugged the boy's upper body slightly, put the medicine in with his lips to his lips, picked up the teacup, and used it In the same way, I gave two more mouthfuls of warm water.

Yan Muning, who was in a coma, seemed to feel something. The moment his lips were pressed against him, his tightly closed teeth loosened, and he stretched out the tip of his tongue to lightly lick the moist lips.

Yun Jiangli, who had never had a lively expression, pursed his lips and turned his ears red.

Standing by the couch and wiping the cold sweat off the young man's forehead with a veil, Yun Jiangli took the pulse again while counting the time to give the medicine.

Looking at the rain that was falling harder and harder outside the window, after thinking for a long time, he sighed heavily and made a decision.

Yun Jiangli first gave the young man an injection, then leaned him halfway on the soft pillow, covered him with a warm fox fur, and finally pressed Yan Muning's short blade under the pillow.

When he got up to leave, he nodded the little white sparrow's head, and said to it rather childishly: "Take care of home and him, I'll go back as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, he randomly tore off a robe, put on a slightly thick cloak, and gently parted his thin lips to the pale young man on the couch, and said silently: "Wait for me."

He hurriedly braved the heavy rain and headed towards Zoushan in the dark.

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Yan Muning struggled to open his eyelids, but felt that there was no strength in his whole body, and he was so limp that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

There was still some faint pain in the wound, and the vision gradually became clear.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The rain hadn't stopped, and the sky was very gloomy. He didn't know what time it was.

Seemingly seeing him wake up, Bai Que'er immediately moved her chubby body onto the soft pillow, and poked his cheek lightly with her short beak.

Yan Muning's stomach was still heavy as if a handful of stones had been stuffed, rubbing against the soft internal organs sharply. Although it wouldn't cause him to lose consciousness in pain, it was still painful enough to make him restless.

He closed his eyes slightly, recalling the situation before he passed out.

The last vague impression was Yun Jiangli's glamorous face and icy phoenix eyes, and he seemed to faint from his needle.

Thinking of this, Yan Muning felt a little uneasy. He raised his eyes and looked around the room, but he didn't see Yun Jiangli's figure.

No, no, if it was poison, why would he wait until this time, he had already healed himself for more than half a month, and he had no reason to do so.

Yan Muning spat at himself slightly, the beauty was so kind to him, how could he be suspicious of him first when encountering troubles!

This is too much, scumbag!

After the little prince finished scolding himself, he became a little sober.

There was some itching on his arm, and he couldn't help scratching it a few times.

The tickling hand suddenly stopped, scratching directly?Didn't roll up your sleeves?

What about... his pajamas?

Yan Muning couldn't believe it and opened a gap in the fox fur covering his body, and was stunned when he looked over.

The little prince stiffened into a strand, and the fingers holding the fox fur were shaking so hard.

The pain in my body and stomach pain are not worth mentioning now.

he!The dignified Prince An!

Being stuffed naked under the blanket!

The point is, what about this person?

Where did the man who took off his pajamas go?

Scumbag, this is the scumbag!Compared with Yun Jiangli, how can I be worthy of the word scumbag!

The little prince was about to cry, biting his lips and tearing up.

Something suddenly flashed through his mind that was fueling the fire, and Yan Muning touched his lips in shock.

No, no, it's impossible, how could he secretly kiss me!

Yan Muning secretly gritted his teeth and swore - if this scumbag not only took off his clothes, but also secretly kissed himself, then he must have cut the scumbag's little brother himself!

The author says:

Yunda Beauty: Heh, how could you be willing to do so.

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