shock!The cannon fodder is actually in love [Quick wear]

In the palace, because Wang An finally let go of his intention to get married, some people are happy and some are worried.Outside the palace, King An himself was still sleeping in the dark under the quilt.

0937 After watching another system fashion rookie show, the screen was adjusted to Chen Heming, and the screen was still dark.

"Host, don't you have a headache from sleeping from day to night?"

Even if it is a gold silk soft pillow, it will make your head feel uncomfortable after a long time, right?The host's recent schedule really made him wonder if the host was possessed by a pig.

"It doesn't hurt." After sleeping too much for a few days, Chen Heming's reaction was also half a beat slow, and his ambiguous words gave people the illusion that he was still asleep.

"Host, there is no grass anywhere in the world, even if the boss rejects you in this world, don't be sad, you can find another partner who suits you, and pursue the boss again in the next world."

0937 Persuading the emaciated host, it can be said that he was earnest, but what he said made Chen Heming hold back his yawn in shock.

Caressing his almost breathless chest, Chen Heming gave a thumbs up silently, "0937, you, the Lord God, are really a genius, and the methods you proposed are beyond our human imagination."

0937 proudly raised his round belly, waiting for the host to praise it again, but he heard Chen Heming suddenly say, "But I don't need your suggestion for the time being, you should go to the show."

After confirming again and again that it really doesn't need its help, 0937 happily returned to the system space and continued to add bricks and tiles to the shopping cart.

Finally calmed down, Chen Heming raised his eyes to see the warm sun that had already climbed into the sky, and lay back on the bed because he was afraid of getting up and changing into clean clothes.

"My lord..." Not long after lying down, Chen Heming heard Eunuch Xuan's voice calling him from outside.

The doors and windows of the elegantly decorated bedroom are tightly closed, and only the light of the stars sneaks in through the window paper, but only reflects the burnt incense ash in the gilded furnace.

The owner of Prince An's Mansion hasn't been out since returning to the mansion a few days ago. He hides in the room all day long, and even three meals are brought in by Eunuch Xuan. He can't say a few words for a day, and now he suddenly uttered a dry and hoarse voice. , like a spring that is about to dry up.

"What's the matter?" A stagnant voice came through the gauze curtain.

"Go back to the prince, Wei Shangshu asks to see you."

Knowing that his master's attitude changed drastically after he left Wei Shangshu's residence, Eunuch Xuan has also paid special attention to the movement there these days, and now that the rightful lord has actually come, Eunuch Xuan also rushed to report immediately.

"...I'm not feeling well, I don't see you." Eunuch Xuan bowed his head respectfully, but with his ears erect, he could hear clearly every turning over and uncontrollable light coughing inside the gauze curtain.

Listening to the depressive coughing inside, Eunuch Xuan's face became more worried.But Chen Heming had already said he didn't see him, and he didn't dare to persuade him anymore, but he couldn't help asking again when he turned around and was about to leave, "My lord, let the slave enter the palace and invite an imperial physician to come and see you."

"You have not been able to eat for a few days and you have been coughing all the time. If the Empress and His Royal Highness know that this servant is not taking good care of you, you will not be able to keep your skin..."

Knowing that Eunuch Xuan was crying fakely, Chen Heming ignored it, and refused again, "No need, I'm just tired these days, and I'll be fine after resting for two days. Don't worry the queen mother and concubine mother."

Eunuch Xuan's mournful fake cries stopped abruptly, and Chen Heming started chasing people away again.

"You go out, it's time for the king to rest."

Pulling the door with a sullen face, Eunuch Xuan stepped out of the threshold and saw the handsome man standing in front of the courtyard, his face couldn't help being more bitter.

"Lord Wei, you should go back to the mansion first. The prince is unwell today, so he won't see any guests."

The slightly invisible curvature of Wei Chuxian's lips completely disappeared, and it was pulled into a dead straight line. The warm and moist temperament of Wei Chuxian's body was completely replaced by coldness, like a sharp sword drawn from its scabbard. Its sharp edge makes people dare not look directly at it. .

"My lord is unwell?" Repeating the words of Eunuch Xuan with a cold face, Wei Chuxian flashed a bright smile, "Since you are sick, why didn't you see Eunuch Xuan, you sent someone to invite the imperial physician? Are you neglecting the lord? !"

Wei Chuxian's tone changed from soft and serious, and the smile on his lips was like a polar ice flower, beautiful is beautiful, but it made Eunuch Xuan's heart tremble.

The aura of the subject was firmly suppressed, and Eunuch Xuan bowed his waist and lowered his head, cold sweat dripped out of his forehead, and his tongue couldn't be straightened out of fright.

"Your Majesty Wei is just joking, ten slaves dare not neglect the lord. The lord's body is only a little sick, and he doesn't want to worry the masters in the palace, so he doesn't allow the slave to call the imperial doctor. There is also a doctor in the palace. Put the prince in danger."

Looking at Eunuch Xuan who kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, Wei Chuxian's air pressure was even lower, and he said aggressively, "Since the prince is only slightly ill, why don't you dare let me go in to visit? But you intend to stop him?"

Mr. Duanfang's obstinacy when he became unreasonable made Eunuch Xuan startled. They all said that Mr. Wei is as gentle as jade, and he always treats people as softly as the spring breeze, but today it is like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month that blows straight to his bones. Blow through the cracks?

Seeing that Wei Chuxian had already made a gesture of forcible entry, and thinking about Chen Heming's closeness with Wei Chuxian and the recent abnormality, Eunuch Xuan hesitated and took a step back.

"Master Wei, since you are determined to enter, the slaves dare not stop you. But the prince has been depressed recently, you have to be mentally prepared."

Before Mr. Xuan finished speaking, he saw a blue shadow flashing in front of his eyes, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

Alas... Eunuch Xuan raised his eyebrows in worry.I hope Lord Wei can reconcile with the prince, and it would not be in vain for him to disobey the order of the prince and let Master Wei in.

Wei Chuxian's steps were big and hasty, but when he actually stood in front of the familiar carved wooden door, the anger in his chest that kept surging when he heard the news in the East Palace was instantly extinguished by half.

Both of them are men, even if he stopped the little highness today, can he accept the little highness's wishes?Or do you want to selfishly look at the little highness who is as lonely as him, standing in the past with no one to accompany him?

Wei Chuxian's mind was in a mess, and he stopped at the door of Chen Heming's bedroom, not daring to drop his hands.

"Ahem!" A few uncontrollable coughs spread outside the door, waking Wei Chuxian out of the daze and bitterness that was clogging his heart.

With a jump in his heart, he pushed open the door suddenly, and Wei Chuxian looked inside in a panic.

I saw the young man in thin obscene clothes covering his mouth and nose to stop his cough, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly as he tried hard, his pale face was stained with a faint black and white, and his black hair lost its former luster and was messy. With the ground draped over his shoulders, he looked rather haggard.

"Change the pot of hot tea." Holding the table for strength, the young man looked tired, and his voice was no longer clear, and he looked very uncomfortable, which made Wei Chuxian's nose sore.

"Your Highness..." Wei Chuxian called softly, his voice was so choked up that Chen Heming barely heard it.

"Why are you here? Where's Eunuch Xuan?" Hearing this familiar voice, the boy's already thin body swayed suddenly, as if another gust of wind could blow him down, but his eyes were extremely dark Shen, inside is the alienation that makes Wei Chuxian's throat bitter.

"He's guarding outside." Wei Chuxian took a deep breath, forced a smile on his face and said, "I'll ask him to exchange some hot tea."

As he said that, he was about to turn around, but his eyes couldn't bear to move away from the young man's thin figure for a moment, and his eyes were full of distress in places where the young man could not see.

"Your Highness, Eunuch Xuan said that you are only slightly ill, but you are His Royal Highness King An of Dacheng, so you should take care of your health. It is better to ask the imperial physician to take a look, so that the empress and Ye Zhaoyi can feel at ease."

The young man with his back to Wei Chuxian quietly didn't respond, Wei Chuxian thought he had agreed, and called Eunuch Xuan to come in and ask for the imperial physician immediately.But before he could move, he heard a chuckle.

"My king is in good health, so I don't need to worry about Wei Shangshu." Looking up and pouring a cup of cold tea, Chen Heming's lowered eyebrows and eyes were filled with indifference.

"Since we've seen each other, please return Master Wei if you have nothing to do. The king is going to rest too, and tomorrow he will enter the palace to pay his respects to his mother. It is really flawless to entertain Master Wei."

Wei Chuxian's crumbling smiling face mask was completely shattered, and all the nonsense about keeping a distance was forgotten, his black eyes were burning red with jealous flames, and he pulled the boy's sleeves and asked sharply, "Would you like to come in?" See the empress in the palace?"

"It's false to ask for peace, I'm afraid it's true if I want to thank the empress for helping you arrange the marriage!"

Wei Chuxian has no demeanor now, his eyes are red and his teeth are gnashing his teeth. He looks like a lone wolf who has been betrayed. If the men and women in Beijing who are obsessed with him look at him, they will doubt the crazy and paranoid man in front of him. Is Mr. Pianpian alone?

He pulled his sleeves but did not move, Chen Heming was also tired from standing, so he relaxed his body and sat down, allowing Wei Chuxian to pull him, but the smile on his lips was mocking no matter how you looked at it.

"So what?"

Sitting comfortably, Chen Heming's eyes rested quietly on the yellowed leaves outside the window.

"Could it be that Master Wei doesn't agree with this king, and you still want him to keep guarding you? There are no grasses anywhere in the world, and Master Wei also taught me to stop losses in time, right?"

Wei Chuxian pulled Chen Heming's sleeves so hard that the phalanxes of his fingers turned white, his lips murmured and wanted to say something, but what he finally uttered was an unformed sentence.

"But," the man closed his eyes and clenched his fingers weakly, his voice was painful and suppressed, "but don't you like me?"

Chen Heming's eyes widened in astonishment when he heard the words, and he said in panic, "Master Wei, what nonsense are you talking about? When did this king say such a thing?!"

"You are the mother's younger brother, the prince's elder brother's uncle, and our master. This king has always treated you as his own uncle and the most respected teacher. How dare he show disrespect to you? You misunderstood."

"You treat me as an uncle? Misunderstanding?" As if a heavy hammer had been hit on the head, the man's elegant and dusty face was full of tears and smiles, completely destroying his noble temperament.

"I do not believe!"

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Since I missed the Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish you all a happy holiday~