Salted fish is pregnant with the emperor's cub after wearing a book

Mr. Lang needs your company

Qi Chen frowned and remembered the previous few times, and said meaningfully to Taoist Xuanchen next to him: "The Taoist priest will go and have a look first, and call me if there is anything."

Yin Yanjun nodded without thinking too much, just walked quickly towards Xiao Langjun's room, without a moment's hesitation in his hands, he pushed the door and walked in.

The strong scent of peaches filled the whole room, Yin Yanjun's Qingjun brows were full of worry, he walked to the side of Xiao Langjun's bed, a cup fell on the side of the bed, and now it has been broken into two halves.

Xiao Langjun nestled under the quilt, his face was flushed, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he had a high fever.

"Xiao Langjun..." Yin Yanjun sat down on the side of the bed, he called softly, Xiao Langjun opened his eyes in a daze, and then closed them tiredly.

Raising a hand to test the temperature on Xiao Langjun's forehead, the tentacles were hot, Yin Yanjun frowned tightly, and helped Xiao Langjun who was nestled in the bed, the fragrance of juicy peaches poured into him between the nostrils.

The Daoist of Qingfeng Jiyue was at a loss for a while, and the smell seemed to come from Xiaolangjun.

Xu Yanqing felt hot all over his body. It was a heat that was about to burn him. This kind of heat was uncomfortable like never before. He raised his hand and tugged at his clothes, but there was no trace of heat in his body. retreat.

"It's hot, I feel so uncomfortable." Mr. Xiao Lang was very wronged. He stopped moving around, and he didn't pull his clothes with his hands. shed tears.

Soon the clothes on Yin Yanjun's body were wetted by Xiao Langjun's tears of grievance. Yin Yanjun raised his hand helplessly and gently wiped the tears on Xiao Langjun's cheeks, coaxing softly: "Xiao Langjun, don't sleep, I'm going to call Doctor Xiao Qi."

"It's useless." Xiao Langjun's voice was a little hoarse, his chest heaved violently due to the fiery breathing, his eyes were flushed, and there was an abnormal flush on his usually pale cheeks.

Yin Yanjun's heart seemed to be blocked by a soft and heavy cotton wool, mixed with a trace of pity for Xiao Langjun: "Little Lang Jun is obedient, and he will recover after seeing the doctor."

Sangpi Xianyu was already a little dizzy from the sudden hot flashes at the moment, and when he fell asleep, he was as happy as he could be nestled in the bed.

I never expected that the hot flashes that I thought had calmed down would reverse so violently.

He raised his head and stared at the daoist priest who had a blurry appearance in front of him, his black eyes were extraordinarily bright because of the tears, and his eyelashes were so wet that it was pitiful: "it's useless to see the doctor, the daoist priest didn't even look at Qi Chen and didn't come over." !"

Xiao Langjun's tone was very soft, as he spoke, tears were about to fall again. Yin Yanjun sighed, raised his hand and rubbed on Xiao Langjun's chubby cheeks, and then wiped off the water that gushed out again: "Obey! Be good, don't cry."

Xu Yanqing obediently stared at the Taoist priest in front of him, he felt extremely uncomfortable but could not find a way to relieve it, it was this person in front of him that made him feel so uncomfortable all the time.

So with a bit of revenge, he opened his mouth and bit Taoist Xuanchen's neck. Fortunately, although he was a little confused by the heat, he completely forgot to control the strength.

Yin Yanjun was bitten by him and snorted, but he didn't have any intention of avoiding it. Xu Yanqing also felt the connivance of the other party in a daze. He let go of his mouth aggrievedly, stared at the tooth marks on Daoist's neck bitten out by him, and raised his head. He rubbed his hands lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't want to bite you." He just felt so uncomfortable.

Yin Yanjun's fingers lingered on Xiao Langjun's extremely aggrieved eyebrows and eyes. Xiao Langjun's skin was extraordinarily delicate and soft, as if accidentally adding some red marks to this delicate cheek.

The warm fingertips landed on Xu Yanqing's eyelashes, he blinked blankly, not sure if Taoist Xuanchen was angry for a while.

Xiao Langjun's long eyelash feathers brought a slight numbness to Yin Yanjun's fingers, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes, and then he put that hand down again.

Xu Yanqing held that hand and put it on the back of his neck like a ghost, just like he jumped over the wall and ran to the next yard that night, and said softly: "Touch the master, maybe I won't feel bad."

Yin Yanjun's fingertips rubbed and circled on the back of Mr. Xiaolang's neck. His movements were very gentle, as if rubbing his acupoints and kneading Mr. Xiaolang.

Because the heat on Xu Yanqing's body was too high, it seemed that Daoist Xuanchen's fingers were much cooler, so the Daoist gently kneaded the back of his neck, and Xu Yanqing nestled comfortably in the other's arms, like a bird. A cat who loves its master.

There was a indulgent smile on Yin Yanjun's face, as if he was teasing a raccoon slave in the palace, he caressed Mr. Xiaolang from the top of his head to the back of his neck.

However, this only relieved Xu Yanqing for a short time, and after a while, the heat seemed to rebound and became more and more fierce.

"I'm going to die." Xu Yanqing thought like this, in his previous life he died suddenly, without any pain at all, but in this life God wants to torture him like this.

Yin Yanjun could feel that the temperature on Xiao Langjun's body was indeed slowly rising again, and the smell of juicy peaches also became stronger as the body temperature rose.

Xu Yanqing's eyes were blurred, he frowned and grabbed the Taoist priest's clothes tightly, his fiery breath sprayed on the Taoist priest's chest, as if he wanted to pull the other party to accompany him to bear this inexplicable heat.

"I'm really going to die, Daoist Xuanchen, I'm going to die..." Xu Yanqing stared at the wound on Yin Yanjun's neck bitten by him with half-closed eyes, as if saying his last words, he raised his finger and pointed at the back of his neck: "Daozhang, please bite me too, or I will feel uneasy if I die."

It's really embarrassing to vent your anger on the Taoist priest for no reason, so he has to let the Taoist priest bite him back before he dies, so the taste will definitely be much better.

The overwhelming peach smell filled Yin Yanjun's nostrils. This smell is actually very good. Although it is a bit stronger, it is not suffocating, but has an indescribable sweetness.

Xu Yanqing clung to Daoist Xuanchen tightly, and Yin Yanjun wanted to get warm water to scrub his body, but Xiaolangjun just didn't want to let him go, so he pointed at his scorching neck: "Daoist, take a quick bite. , maybe it's the smell of braised pork, if you don't bite, you won't have a chance for revenge."

Mr. Xiao Lang's body was getting hotter and hotter. Seeing that he was not as good as he wanted, Mr. Yin Yan couldn't get away, so he could only nod his head reassuringly: "Okay, I'll bite it back."

Xu Yanqing was satisfied, so he honestly lay on the Taoist priest's shoulder and waited for the coming pain, maybe his hard-won life would be gone after the pain passed, how pitiful Xianyu is!

Yin Yanjun stared at Xiao Langjun's white and tender nape, only intending to bite gently to coax the burning little Lang Jun in his arms.

So he opened his mouth and lowered his head to touch the back of Mr. Xiao Lang's neck. As he got closer, Mr. Yin Yan could smell the sweet peach fragrance more clearly.

Daoist Xuanchen's breath hit the back of his neck, and then Xu Yanqing felt the hot and humid temperature of Daoist Xuanchen's mouth, and the skin on the back of his neck seemed to become extra soft, like a ripe peach, which would break when touched .

Xu Yanqing moved a little uncomfortably, and accidentally scratched the back of his neck with Taoist Xuanchen's teeth.There was no need to bite down now, the back of Xiao Langjun's white and tender neck turned red, as if he had been scratched by Taoist Xuanchen's teeth.

"Oh, it hurts." Xu Yanqing yelled indistinctly, he seemed to be more awake, he raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, but Taoist Xuanchen stopped him in time.

"Good boy, the back of your neck is scratched, I'll go get the medicine." Yin Yanjun finally tore off Xiao Langjun who was hanging on his body this time.

But before he got up, he saw Xiao Langjun raised his finger and pointed to the wardrobe in the room: "There are wound medicines that Qi Chen prepared in advance."

Yin Yanjun walked over, and sure enough, he saw a wooden box under the closet. He picked up the wooden box and put it beside the bed to open it. Inside was a complete set of wound medicine, and there was also a roll of soft and clean gauze.

That box was a simple medicine box made by Xu Yan when he had nothing to do in his spare time. He asked Qi Chen to put some wound medicines in it for emergencies.

Yin Yanjun opened one of the bottles of medicine, put it under his nose and smelled it lightly, and then gently wiped the back of Xu Yanqing's neck with two drops of blood with gauze dipped in the medicine.

"Master Dao, be gentle, it hurts so much." Xu Yanqing only felt that the hot flashes on his body seemed to subside, only a slight tingling sensation came from the back of his neck, and he couldn't help protesting as he couldn't stand the pain.

Yin Yanjun wiped the back of Mr. Xiaolang's neck clean, and sprinkled some powder on it before he felt relieved. He raised his hand to close the wooden box, but Mr. Xiaolang stopped him.

Taking the bottle of medicine from the Taoist priest, Xu Yanqing took a clean gauze, dipped it in the medicine powder, and rubbed it on the Taoist priest's swollen neck, which was bitten by him, and said with a little apology: "Sorry, I'm a little confused, just control it Can't stand my own behavior."

Naturally, Yin Yanjun would not care about Mr. Xiaolang, he raised his hand leniently and touched Mr. Xiaolang's forehead, seeing that the temperature had subsided.

Although I was a little confused, I finally let go of what I was carrying all night: "Xiao Langjun's body is covered with sweat, shall I boil some hot water for Xiao Langjun to wipe off?"

Xu Yanqing grabbed Taoist Priest Xuanchen who was about to get up: "Don't bother Taoist Priest, tonight is already enough to torment people, Taoist Priest should go back to sleep first, Mu Yu will boil water for me to take a bath tomorrow morning."

In fact, the salted fish who had woken up at this moment was somewhat shy, and somehow lost his mind in front of the Taoist priest.

Like a tossing little lunatic, he wished he could find a hole in the ground and get into it, so why would he have the nerve to let the golden and precious Taoist priest boil the bath water for him.

"Okay, the little man will lie down first, and be careful if the wind blows at night before he gets sick." Yin Yanjun didn't force, just sat on the side of the bed and watched the little man fall asleep.

Xu Yanqing persuaded him not to leave, but under Yin Yanjun's lenient and calm gaze, he felt that he was making trouble for no reason, so he quickly shrank into the bed as if to hide his embarrassment, and tightly closed his eyes.

Xu Yanqing had been tossing and tossing enough that night, lying on the bed, he felt tired for a while, and soon fell asleep.

Yin Yanjun guarded Mr. Xiao Lang by the bed for a while, his eyes fell on the broken teacup beside the bed, he raised his hand to pick up the fragments, took another cup, poured a cup of hot water and put it on Xiao Lang's cup. Sitting on the stool next to the king's bed, Fang got up and left.

Qi Chen was still awake at the moment, when he heard the sound of the door closing from the next door, he pushed the door and walked out without haste, seeing Taoist Xuan Chen asked, "Is your lord alright?"

Yin Yanjun did not answer Qi Chen's question, but pointed to the tables and chairs in the courtyard: "Can we chat for a while?"

This breezy Taoist priest Xuanchen always carried the coercion of being in a high position, Qi Chen was stunned for a moment, seeing that Taoist priest Xuanchen had turned around, he quickly followed him lightly.

"Does Priest Xuanchen want to ask about Lang Jun's body?" Qi Chen naturally understood what Priest Xuanchen wanted to ask, so his attitude was very frank.

Yin Yanjun rubbed the medicine powder on his hands, and his scrutinizing eyes fell on Qi Chen: "Little Doctor Qi is the gentleman of Doctor Qi's family in Kyoto?"

Qi Chen looked up at Taoist Priest Xuanchen in surprise, then nodded: "Yes."

Yin Yanjun looked at him congenially: "Of course I have heard about Doctor Qi's reputation in the capital, but I don't know what kind of illness Xiao Langjun has. How can the little Doctor Qi, who has a long family background, be helpless?"

Qi Chen sighed: "Actually, the gentleman is not sick. You can treat it as the gentleman who is a man but is pregnant. It will inevitably hinder the ethics of yin and yang, so you will naturally feel unwell."

"Because of the fetus in the womb?" Yin Yanjun murmured: "Then there is a way to alleviate the discomfort on Mr. Xu Xiaolang's body. Otherwise, if things go on like this in the long run, I am afraid that Mr. Xiaolang's body will be damaged."

Mentioning this, Qi Chen boldly cast his eyes on Taoist Priest Xuanchen: "Then may I ask you a question?"

Yin Yanjun nodded: "Little Doctor Qi, may I ask you."

"The other father of the fetus in Langjun's womb is Daoist Xuanchen!" Qi Chen actually already had the answer in his heart, and now he just wanted to confirm it verbally.

Yin Yanjun's figure was cramped for a moment, but he still nodded cautiously: "Yes."

Qi Chen nodded, and said clearly: "That would be the best. I wonder if Daoist Xuanchen has noticed that every time you get close to the lord, the lord will relax both mentally and physically."

Qi Chen was afraid that Taoist Xuanchen would not understand what he meant, so he organized some words in his heart, and then continued: "Actually, many pregnant women will have certain discomforts during pregnancy, and at this time they need the father of the child to accompany them." on the side of the pregnant woman.

Therefore, the Taoist priest can be regarded as a gentleman. The situation is more serious than that of ordinary pregnant women. It is never a matter of one person to conceive a child. He needs your company, and the fetus in the womb needs your comfort. "

Originally, Qi Chen thought it would be difficult for him to explain, but he just started talking like this, and the Xuanchen Taoist nodded clearly.

So Qi Chen didn't say too much, just explained some problems that need to be paid attention to during pregnancy, and went back to his room.

Yin Yanjun sat in the courtyard, his body was still as tall and straight as a pine, but his eyes were slightly lost in thought.

In his memory, pregnant women should be like this, hysterical, self-pitying, arrogant... But no matter what they look like, most of them seem to be accompanied by palace servants, and they have never had children. a father.

All of a sudden, Yin Yanjun hesitated a little. The emperor who was nearly [-] years old was not ready to be a father, and he was even more at a loss than the pregnant Xiaolangjun.

He stood up and walked back and forth in the yard several times, and he couldn't help but think of the little man who acted coquettishly and didn't want to take an extra step after dinner.

The moody Yin Yanjun simply sat in the courtyard and silently listened to Tao Te Ching for a while before getting up and going back to the room.

In the early morning of the next day, Yin Yuancheng and Wen Jing's gazes all fell on the official's neck, and even Mu Yu and Qi Chen looked at the tooth marks on Yin Yanjun's neck time after time.

"Uncle, what's wrong with your neck?" Yin Yuancheng couldn't bear his temper and asked anyway.

When he asked, everyone turned their ears up, intending to hear if something happened last night that they didn't know.

Yin Yanjun put down the porridge bowl in his hand indifferently: "Everyone eat well, I'll go back to my room first."

It's boring, everyone looked at the dignified and self-sufficient Taoist priest Xuanchen, and silently speculated who it was who dared to blaspheme such an immortal Taoist priest who was not stained with dust.

Yin Yuancheng took a steamed bun casually. He has been eating more and more recently, so he went to talk to Mu Yu while eating the steamed bun: "Your lord got up a little late today."

"Nothing." Mu Yu shook her head: "Lang Jun was not feeling well last night, and he is taking a shower in his room now!"

Xu Yanqing, who was wearing a toga with long sleeves, pushed open the door and came out, he walked to the table leisurely, picked up the porridge bowl that Mu Yu handed him, and took a sip: "There is no corn in today's porridge? "

"Aunt Li said the corn is finished." Mu Yu smiled and said, "If Mr. Lang wants to eat corn, I'll go to the field and come back after eating."

"Why, not long after you moved here, you even planted corn?" Yin Yuancheng was shocked.

Xu Yanqing glanced at him, but he didn't know that Lord Yin, who was known for his gentleness and generosity in the capital, was so... so brainless?

Only the simple Mu Yu is still answering Yin Yuancheng's question honestly: "Of course not, most of the land under the name of our Marquis of Wu'an Mansion is distributed to the village chief who is a subsidiary of the village, so we can plant the corn at the village chief's house as we like." Come on, it’s enough.”

At that moment, Yin Yuancheng also doubted how he could ask such a stupid question, but he wanted to save face, as long as he didn't speak up, he would pretend that others couldn't see his embarrassment.

The weather was fine today, and before Mu Yu and the others went to break the corn, Yin Yuancheng had already packed his luggage: "Mr. Xu Xiaolang, I came to say goodbye to you. Uncle Shi and Wen Jing will live in Xujia Village for a while. I hope you... ...don't take it too far."

What Yin Yuancheng said meant something, but Xu Yanqing was puzzled by Erzhang Monk, and looked up in confusion: "Where did I go too far, why I don't know... Or did I bite Xuan Xuan last night?" Dust Dao took a long bite?"

Xu Yanqing exposed the truth himself, Yin Yuancheng angrily threw his luggage on the table in front of Xu Yanqing, his whole body was like a puffer fish about to explode.

"Xu Yanqing..." Pointing at Xu Yanqing's nose, Yin Yuancheng suppressed himself until he blushed and couldn't speak.

Xu Yanqing felt that what he said was inappropriate, so he explained euphemistically: "Young Master, it's really not what you think, maybe I was sleepwalking last night, so Taoist Xuanchen bit me back later!" For a moment, it's fair.

"You, you, you... are simply shameless." Yin Yuancheng was not comforted at all, but became even angrier. He got up angrily and wanted to meet the official, but he remembered that the official asked him to be more respectful to Xu Yanqing last night. Told, then turned around and walked back angrily.

After glaring at Xu Yanqing fiercely, Yin Yuancheng turned around and left with his burden.

"Daoist Yuancheng, do you want to walk back to the county seat?" Mu Yu stared at Yin Yuancheng who came out of his husband's room with a face of anger, and asked casually.

So Yin Yuancheng suppressed all his anger, yes, when they came, they came here in a carriage from the pharmacy, if he was asked to walk back now, he would not have to break his legs.

"Did Priest Yuancheng set off to go back today?" Qi Chen, who came back from the mountains with a basket on his back to collect herbs, said casually: "When I just came back, I saw that Uncle Huzi was going to the county today. His family has an ox cart. The head of the city road can take a ride."

So, Xu Yanqing led a group of people to stand by the side of the road and waved his hands to the wronged, weak and pitiful Yin Yuancheng in the bullock cart, saying auspicious words such as a good journey and a smooth journey.

Yin Yuancheng raised his head and looked up at the sky: he was ashamed, and he was not comforted at all.

The bullock cart wobbled forward, and there were still many people in the cart, which was too crowded, and some people talked to Yin Yuancheng: "Young man, you are a relative of Ah Qing's family, and you are indeed a good-looking talent, with a very handsome face. Leh!"

Yin Yuancheng wanted to say that he was not a relative of Xu Yanqing's family, but after hearing a series of compliments on him, he could only nod silently with embarrassment on his face.

"I'll just say it!" The group of uncles and aunts seemed to be very familiar with each other, they dragged Yin Yuancheng to gossip along the way, and talked about a lot of things about Marquis Wu'an when he was young and before he went out to make a living, Yin Yuancheng was delighted to hear that.

Well, although Xu Yanqing is not a good person, Marquis Wu'an is the object of admiration in the hearts of many lords in Kyoto.

Not long after Yin Yuancheng left, Yin Yanjun came out of the room. He changed into a ochre-colored Taoist robe, which made him even more graceful and graceful.

"Daoist Yuancheng has already left, but it's a pity that Taoist Xuanchen missed the opportunity to say goodbye to him." After experiencing the embarrassing incident last night, I saw Xu Yanqing, the Taoist priest of Xuanchen, with an imperceptible dodge in his eyebrows.

Yin Yanjun knew it by heart, so he continued to follow Xiaolangjun's voice: "Yuancheng has been raised by my side since childhood, so he is very close to me. If he sees me, when he is leaving I'm afraid I'm going to cry."

Xu Yanqing became interested when he said this, he likes watching other people's fun most: "Daoist Yuancheng has such a stable temperament, would he cry when he was a child?"

There was a hint of a smile in Yin Yanjun's eyes: "Of course, don't look at him now that he can take charge of his own affairs. When he was a child, he was also timid and coquettish."

In fact, it was not that Yin Yuancheng was squeamish, but that they were in a difficult situation at that time, the little child felt wronged for his uncle, and he couldn't be seen by others, so he could only cry secretly.

Xu Yanqing didn't know about the past, he dragged Taoist priest Xuanchen to listen to Yin Yuancheng's humiliating deeds when he was a child, and saw Mu Yu planning to go out with a bamboo basket.

So he hurriedly called Mu Yu to stop, beckoned and took the bamboo basket in Mu Yu's arms, and shook it at Daoist Xuanchen: "Daoist, do you want to break corn with me?"

The author says:

small theater:

Overcooked Ah Qing: Daoist, I invite you to eat barbecue!

Daoist Priest: Sorry, I am a vegetarian.

Author: Explain why Qing is set as an Omega, mainly because Qing is lazy.

If there were no hot flashes, he would never go back to Kyoto with the Taoist priest. Xianyu's pursuit is to be as high as the sky and far away from the emperor, happy and at ease!