Clan House

The next day Zhu Qiyou woke up late, Song Yi was still asleep in his arms, his body was as hot as coal.Zhu Qiyou thought about it for a while, and confirmed that the two of them really did it the night before, only to realize that it was not good.He turned the person around to check, and it really burned.He rang the bell, and Wang Yu was already waiting outside the door, and immediately went in to obey the order.

"My lord, hurry up and call the imperial physician, Your Majesty has a fever." Zhu Qiyou said, "Get another basin of water, and I will cleanse Your Majesty."

Wang Yu also saw that the two were in a mess, so he immediately ordered someone to bring a water basin, towel and handkerchief, and then asked Zhu Qiyou: "May the servants help the Lord to wash up?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Zhu Qiyou said, and asked Wang Yu, "Go and call the imperial physician, and remember to cover up for Your Majesty."

Wang Yu stepped back in response, Zhu Qiyou wiped his body roughly first, put on his middle clothes, and then went to take care of Song Yi.

Song Yi was woken up by his movements, his mind was still in a daze, but Zhu Qiyou was embarrassed.He wanted to break away from the man, but he couldn't move, and he thought he might be sick.

"This weak body." Song Yi sighed inwardly.

After a while, Wang Yu brought the imperial physician over.Zhu Qiyou said to wait a moment, posed a comfortable position for Song Yi in his arms, and covered him with a quilt.He was neatly dressed, and he tidied up the mess in the hall before asking the imperial doctor to visit.

Song Yi ignored the imperial physician first, and asked Wang Yu hoarsely, "What time is it?"

"It's past time." Wang Yu replied.

Song Yi was dizzy for a while, rubbed the sun on his own, and asked Zhu Qiyou again: "Why don't you go on duty?"

Zhu Qiyou thought in his heart that if you are like this, what am I worth, but there is still an imperial physician in the hall, so he simply said that he will take leave today.

"When did you sue for leave? Did you ever get permission?" Song Yi said indifferently, his voice contained no joy or anger, but the imperial physicians and palace officials in the palace bowed their heads, not daring to breathe.

Zhu Qiyou was confused by his attitude of turning his face after sleeping, but he was reprimanded by Song Yi a lot in the past, so he reflexively argued: "I don't have to take care of you."

"The eunuchs and maids in this room are all serving me, do you need me?" Song Yi said mercilessly, "I was lazy and tired when I first took office. How can I serve the people when I go to the battlefield in the future? Do you still think you are what you used to be? Hurry up and go to the duty now, half a month's salary will be fined, it's not an exception. If I find out that you have neglected your duties again, there is no need to stay in the Flying Wing Battalion, just take your eagle back to the Marquis Mansion."

After Song Yi said a long series of words, he lay down on the bed and coughed.Seeing Wang Yu on the side, he went to feed the water.Zhu Qiyou saw that he was really superfluous, so he tossed off his robe and said perfunctorily, "Resign according to the order".He walked out of the Qianqing Palace in a resentful manner, and the corners of his clothes were blown by his steps.

After Zhu Qiyou had gone far away, Song Yi asked the imperial doctor to come forward and feel his pulse.What Wang Yu invited was a court judge who had recuperated Song Yi's body since he was a child. This old man had gone through four dynasties and had seen the world. He was not surprised by the emperor's illness. "Your Majesty has been in love for the first time, and he has gone too far. You need to pay attention to restraint in the future." The court judge said: "The old minister will prescribe two medicines for Your Majesty, one for external use and one for internal application, and the fever will be reduced the next day."

The court judge said something to pay attention to, Wang Yu wrote it down, then looked at the face of the emperor and asked carefully: "Can I allow you to check your majesty's dragon body?"

"No need," Song Yi frowned, "You should use your medicine according to normal circumstances."

After the imperial physician left, Wang Yu gave Song Yi medicine as instructed.He ordered the palace staff to clean up the bedroom, and changed the mattresses and curtains for the emperor's wedding.Song Yi still felt sticky and wanted to take a bath, but finally gave up under Wang Yu's painstaking persuasion.

After Song Yi drank the medicine, he gradually became sleepy again.However, his head was hot, and he still felt unwell despite wearing a wet veil, so he couldn't sleep well.Every time Wang Yu fed him water, he felt his throat was dry and itchy after a while, so he asked Wang Yu to bring water to drink again.Seeing his appearance, Wang Yu couldn't help sighing: "Your Majesty, why bother? You have just reconciled with Mr. Zhu, but why did you turn around and lose your popularity? You are so sick, it's good to have Mr. Zhu by your side ah."

Song Yi ignored him, turned around awkwardly, and said in his heart: "This sickly appearance is really embarrassing, so don't ask him to look at it."

Zhu Qiyou on the other end left Qianqing Palace, and went to the Eagle Room full of anger.After getting the Yingfang, seeing that the only three melons and two dates under him were still immersed in the excitement of the emperor's wedding, the mother-in-law and mother did not look like soldiers at all, and they were even more angry at the moment.

He ordered the soldiers to practice in formation, and found that the eagle soldiers had slacked off a lot in the past three years, so he immediately rewarded each of them with ten army sticks, and beat each other alternately.The lads with their bare buttocks were beaten and screamed, and the well-fed hawks flapped their wings to watch the excitement. For a while, the whole eagle house was very lively.

Someone passing by Yingfang heard that the mysterious Master Baihu had lost his temper for some reason, and word of mouth immediately spread it, and soon it spread in the Forbidden Palace.

Song Yi woke up in the afternoon, only to feel that the medicine had worked, and his mind and body became much lighter.Seeing that the Son of Heaven looked good, Wang Yu repeated the rumors in the palace.Song Yi was dumbfounded after hearing this: "Is he so angry?"

Song Yi hadn't eaten all day, but now his fever subsided a little, but he felt hungry.He couldn't eat anything these days, so he only ate some porridge and side dishes.

"Let's make more of what he likes for dinner today, and I won't be able to eat either." Song Yi ordered, and then worried, "Will he stop coming?"

"Your servant is looking at Xuan." Wang Yu replied, he couldn't help but slander his master for messing around.

"He dares!" Song Yi insisted on maintaining the majesty of the emperor. After thinking for a moment, he waved to Wang Yu, "Go and announce Huang Xilai."

After being on duty that day, Zhu Qiyou still came to Qianqing Palace.

He had planned to be angry with Mr. for two days, but at least he waited until Song Yi came to coax him.But during the drill during the day, General Zhu had beaten enough people, and most of his anger dissipated.This training made him aware of the slack in morale, and instead he conceived a plan to train the Wing Battalion in his heart, but put aside the matter of love for the time being.When he got off work at night, he no longer remembered to be angry, but became worried about the emperor's condition.

"Let's go and see if the dog emperor was killed by me." Zhu Qiyou thought.

Right after Zhu Qiyou entered the courtyard, he smelled a spicy and strong smell of pot.He subconsciously swallowed his saliva, thinking that this dog emperor is dying, and he used chili as medicine?

The dinner in the hall has been prepared, and it is the Sichuan-flavored pot that he and Song Jingshi used to love most.After Huang Xi was busy, he greeted Zhu Qiyou with a smile when he saw Zhu Qiyou, but he called "Master".For a moment, Zhu Qiyou felt as if he had passed away, but he saw Song Yi still in his pajamas leaning on the bed, looking at him tenderly.

Zhu Qiyou turned his eyes away, faced the beaming Huang Xi, and pointedly said: "Eunuch Huang is a senior in Qianqing Palace, I think it's because I went to the wrong place."

Huang Xizheng was very happy, but when he was so sour, he immediately stopped laughing and said pitifully, "Your Highness..."

"Stop!" Zhu Qiyou slapped him on the mouth, "Eunuch Huang, be careful, if His Majesty gets upset, both of us will lose our heads."

Huang Xi pursed his lips and glanced at the Son of Heaven, only to see Song Yi laughing. "Wang Yu has been with me since I was a child, so I am not familiar with your preferences." Song Yi said, "I transferred Huang Xilai, and I heard from him that you used to love this pot..."

Zhu Qiyou heard Song Yi's gesture of goodwill, he took the steps, climbed up instead of going down, and said in a strange way: "Your Majesty is giving a sweet date with a stick, the technique of imperial use is really good."

Song Yi put on his shoes, put on Wang Yu's arm, and walked to Zhu Qiyou. "Are you still angry?" Song Yi said, "I was wrong, don't be angry."

Zhu Qiyou glanced at Song Yi in surprise, and then looked him up and down: "Then what strange medicine did Hu Yuan give you?"

Song Yi smiled and sighed, pulled Zhu Qiyou's arm into his arms, looked at him and said seriously: "You care about my body, but I don't appreciate it, and it's my fault to murder you. I promise to do it here in the future. In the palace of the Qing Dynasty, you are the first in everything, and I will not be cruel to you."

Zhu Qiyou was coaxed into obedience, and he didn't do anything at the moment. He just felt hungry, so he sat down and prepared to eat the pot.Huang Xi in this room waited for him to clean his hands, and asked for some vegetables, but was driven aside.Zhu Qiyou held on to the chopsticks himself, took a piece of meat, and took another bite, as if there was no one else around.

Song Yi looked at him from the sidelines, seeing his unsightly eating, he thought it was funny, and asked him again: "I invited the master of Deshunhou to come into the palace to make it, how does it taste?"

"That's right," Zhu Qiyou said, "It's just that there's a little less fireworks."

Song Yi didn't understand, he shook his head and said with a smile, "You really don't look like you grew up in Tianjiao."

"Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince, and it's me who is talking about it. Unfortunately, you saw through it." Zhu Qiyou patted his thigh, "Beauty, come and sit with me for a while."

Even Wang Yu and Wang Yu were used to Zhu Qiyou's nonchalant appearance, so they were shocked when they heard such disrespectful words.Song Yi was always in a good temper that night, and ordered Wang Yu to bring another chair over, but he didn't really sit on Zhu Qiyou's lap after all.

Because Song Yi's illness was still not healed, after dinner, the two of them took baths and planned to go to bed.

Zhu Qiyou took off Song Yi's clothes, checked him inside and out, saw that his wound was not serious, and the redness and swelling had disappeared a lot, so he was relieved.He took the initiative to take Wang Yu's job of applying medicine, and waited to serve Song Yi to drink medicine, but the emperor mercilessly refused.

"Drinking bitterness one bite at a time, are you going to kill the king?" Song Yi rolled Zhu Qiyou's eyes. He has a bland taste, so he is also afraid of suffering.

Zhu Qiyou saw that the emperor poured the medicine with an expression of rushing to the execution ground, so he hugged him into his arms and planned to give him some sweetness, but he was so bitter that he coughed.The two looked at each other and couldn't help giggling, and after laughing, they kissed again.

Zhu Qiyou put down the bed curtain, put Song Yi flat on his body, and pulled the quilt over the two of them.Song Yi's body temperature is still a little high, I don't know if it is a fever or a heat.

Zhu Qiyou held the young man's face, kissed from the brow down to the collarbone, and then bit his mouth upwards, only to feel that the emperor's lips and teeth were much hotter than the night before, so it was another entanglement.Song Yi's tongue was numb from being sucked by Zhu Qiyou.After Zhu Qiyou kissed fiercely for a long time, he finally backed away a little. He lay on his side, panting heavily.

The hair of the two is intertwined, and their heads and necks are intertwined.The hall was quiet, except for someone whispering on the emperor's bed that day: "Since I returned to the Marquis Mansion three years ago, I have cultivated my body and cultivated my character, and all those unrealistic thoughts in the past have faded away. When I left the East Palace, I did not take my concubine with me." Waiter, I originally planned to be single until I grow old, I never thought that I could meet you again in this life.

When I heard that you were going to get married earlier, I still felt uncomfortable.You frequently summoned me to come to the Qing Palace, and you often joked about it. I just thought you were playing tricks on me, and I was really angry.Today I calmed down and thought about it, only to realize that you care about me all the time.You allow me to visit my mother and concubine from time to time, and keep those eagles I used to raise.These days you invite me to eat every day, and the dishes are all in line with my preferences.My clothes are torn, you still remember to help me mend them, even I didn't worry about these things myself.

You have always treated me well, but you are the Son of Heaven, no matter what you do, you always try to figure out your intentions.I was holding a breath in my heart, I never probed into your mind, and I almost missed it..."

With his arms around Song Yi, Zhu Qiyou babbled about his thoughts.Song Yi fell asleep after being narrated by him, and he didn't know how many words to listen to this confession.