Multiple crimes

Yuan Ziyou wandered around the yard with the food box for a long time, then put his ear to the door.

"Nothing happened." He said to Yan Shuo who was behind him, "Could he have already fallen asleep?"

Yan Shuo sat on the stone bench and looked at him coldly: "So what if you fall asleep? You have to drink the medicine."

Seeing that the other party was still lingering and refused to go in, he got up and grabbed the food box: "If you don't go, I will."

"Hey, what are you doing!" Yuan Ziyou yelled anxiously, "I'll go, I'll go!"

The two pushed the door open and entered the room, only to see the man half leaning on the couch, turning his head and looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

"Er... Yuanrong, are you awake?"

The man turned his head and smiled at Yuan Ziyou: "Your Majesty."

Yuan Ziyou coughed in embarrassment, pushed Yan Shuo away, walked to the bed and sat down.

"I came to see you, how do you feel today?"

"The emperor has a lot of things to do every day, so he doesn't need to come to see me every day, it's enough to have servants around."

"I asked you how you feel?"

"Better."

Yuan Ziyou put his hand on the man's knee, with a tender smile on his face, but he wanted to scold him in his heart.

It has been more than two months since Er Zhurong woke up from the coma. Perhaps the poisoning had hurt his brain so deeply that he couldn't even remember who he was when he opened his eyes.Yuan Ziyou made a mistake and lied to him that his name was Yuan Rong, the son of a criminal minister, who should have been executed, but was rescued and hid here because he liked the emperor.

The man seemed to believe Yuan Ziyou's nonsense, and he shouted one emperor at a time, but there was no respect in his tone, and he was very airy.If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was still obedient, Yuan Ziyou would almost suspect that he had actually remembered it a long time ago, and was just pretending to be stupid to make himself happy.

If he dares to play tricks on me, I want him to look good!

Yuan Ziyou thought so in his heart, but he was very doting on his mouth: "Come on, let Dr. Yan show you, it's almost time to change the prescription."

Er Zhurong obediently stretched out an arm to Yan Shuo.

Yan Shuo took the pulse for him, and leaned over to check the scars on his waist and abdomen: "The toxin is almost cleared up, and I will ask the people from the Tai Hospital to make a new prescription tonight."

After finishing speaking, he opened the food box and put the food and soup on the table, then turned and left the room.

"Doctor Yan doesn't seem to like me very much." Er Zhurong looked at Yan Shuo's back and said.

"He is complaining to me." Yuan Ziyou picked up the medicine bowl and blew two breaths, but found that it was already cold, "He blamed me for not saving you."

"Then why did you save me?"

"Call the emperor."

"Why did the emperor save me?"

"I can't bear to watch you die." Yuan Ziyou put a spoonful of the concoction to his mouth, "Because we have a good relationship!"

Er Zhurong shrank back a bit, turned his head away slightly: "How good is it?"

"Good enough to go to bed." Yuan Ziyou chuckled, and spilled half a spoonful of the medicine on the bedding.

"I'll do it myself." Er Zhurong frowned and went to take the medicine bowl, but Yuan Ziyou blocked it with his hand.

"Don't move, I'll feed you... This is how I fed you before, have you forgotten?"

"What nonsense? Can't I eat by myself?"

"In the past, you were weak and couldn't eat, so I asked the imperial dining room to make delicious food and feed you mouthfuls..."

"Didn't your majesty say that I was good at fighting?" Er Zhurong asked doubtfully.

"Yes, it's very powerful!" Yuan Ziyou blinked without changing his expression, "But then he got sick and then he died."

Seeing that the other party was still suspicious and refused to open his mouth, Yuan Ziyou wished he could stuff the whole bowl into his mouth: "Hey, drink it quickly! My hands are sore from holding it!"

Er Zhurong had no choice but to open his mouth, swallowed the concoction in one gulp, and finally rinsed his mouth with sugar water.

"When you can get out of bed, I will take you out for a stroll." Yuan Ziyou wiped the juice from the corner of the man's mouth for the man, "Where do you want to go?"

"do not know."

"You may not be able to go to the city... You are so good-looking, even if you wear a mask, people will recognize you."

"Is there an old acquaintance of mine in the city?"

"The city is full of your enemies, if they find out that you are still alive, it will be troublesome!"

Yuan Ziyou suddenly felt a little tired while talking, and he lifted the quilt and wanted to go to bed.

"Your Majesty, take off your coat before you come up." Er Zhurong frowned.

Yuan Ziyou stood up resentfully, removed all the clothes, shoes and socks, and then got into the quilt again and squeezed together with Er Zhurong.

"You never asked about your family, aren't you curious?"

"Since he has committed the capital crime of beheading all his families, what's the point of asking now?" Er Zhurong thought for a while, and confirmed that he was indeed not interested in these "legendary" relatives.

"What about yourself? Do you want to know what kind of person you used to be?"

"What kind of person I am, hasn't the emperor already told me?"

"I mean what I say? You just believe me?" Yuan Ziyou moved his body closer to him.

Er Zhurong turned his head in a daze: "I believe it. Why don't you believe it?"

Yuan Ziyou stared blankly at the face of the man who was close at hand, his lower abdomen became hot, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.

Grabbing Er Zhurong's hand and pressing it to his chest, he asked tentatively, "You really can't remember anything?"

"Can not remember."

"Have you forgotten everything I said and done to you?"

Er Zhurong was held by him, his eyes lingered on the hands of the two, and finally moved to Yuan Ziyou's face.

"I remember...you seem to like me very much."

Yuan Ziyou's eyes felt hot when he heard the words, and he hugged the man sideways into his arms.

The serious injury and long-term bed rest made the man's body extremely weak. The originally solid and well-proportioned body was now so thin that his bones were visible, and he didn't dare to touch it too hard.

"It's not like, it's true." Holding the body in his arms tightly, Yuan Ziyou heard his voice trembling, "You like me too."

"I like you too?"

"Yes...you can't forget that you like me too."

Yuan Ziyou turned over and pushed Er Zhurong down, and began to untie his belt.

"What are you doing?" Er Zhurong asked in surprise.

"Do what we used to do."

"I don't have the energy today."

"It's okay, I have strength." Yuan Ziyou muttered absently, feeling that his little brother was about to explode.

"Nonsense!" Er Zhurong noticed that the other party's hand was touching behind him, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push him, "I've never done this before!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, we used to do this a lot..." Yuan Ziyou simply turned him over and held him face down, "You like this the most."

"Who are you lying to?"

"Why don't you believe it? Don't you believe everything I say?"

"Just don't believe it!"

Yuan Ziyou was so excited that he couldn't control it anymore, he hurriedly unbuttoned his trousers and took out the thing.

"I can't... I can't, let me go!" Er Zhurong's voice changed in anxiety.

Seeing the man struggling under him, Yuan Ziyou only felt that the heat in his heart was even worse, but he couldn't bear to turn a blind eye to his pleading.

"You pretend to be pitiful every time, and use your discomfort as an excuse...Why are you like this!"

"I really can't do it... Don't press me down, I can't breathe."

Yuan Ziyou ignored him, lifted his waist and reached in front of the step.

"If I don't stop, I'll be angry!" Er Zhurong suddenly said loudly.

angry?What if you are angry?Now no matter what I do, he can't help me... No, I have to have a good time today!

Thinking of this, Yuan Ziyou put more force on his hands, pushed his legs away and rushed in.

"Ah..." Er Zhurong cried out in pain, turned around with some strength, and put his foot on Yuan Ziyou's waist: "Yuan Ziyou! Are you fucking courting death?"

Yuan Ziyou was frightened out of his wits by this shout, and rolled to the end of the bed as soon as he loosened his hands.

When the desire faded and he came back to his senses, he saw the man with disheveled hair leaning against the head of the bed out of breath, his face full of shock and anger, and he seemed to be quite frightened.

While regretting that he was too hasty and reckless, Yuan Ziyou was baffled by the sudden timidity of the other party.

What am I afraid of?He is bluffing!

Thinking about it, he suddenly became angry, and even felt a little ashamed.

After rearranging the quilt and helping the man to lie down, Yuan Ziyou leaned over and kissed his ear: "I was so excited just now! We will continue after you recover."

The man was lying on the bed with a sullen face, and he didn't intend to turn his head to glance at him, until he heard the rustling sound of dressing behind him, he said coldly: "The emperor is going back to the palace?"

"Just put it here when you're done with dinner, someone will clean it up." Yuan Ziyou said, "I'm going back first, and I'll come see you tomorrow morning."

"It doesn't matter if you don't come, I'll rest in peace." Er Zhurong felt sleepy as soon as he touched the pillow, and planned to sleep in this position and ignore him, "I'm very annoyed when I see you."

Yuan Ziyou stopped talking, and walked out of the house in a muffled voice, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable.

Originally, he came out of the city full of expectations, thinking that he could spend an hour alone with the man and have a good intimacy, but in the end, not only did the intimacy fail, but it didn't end well.

"My mind is confused, and I still have such a temper!" Shutting the door with his hands, Yuan Ziyou looked around in the yard angrily, only to find that even Yan Shuo had disappeared in a disobedient way, and he couldn't help but go up the stairs in anger : "It really hasn't changed at all!"

While half asleep and half awake, Er Zhurong heard the shouting outside the house, followed by the sound of clinking and a bunch of sundries being overturned, and the corners of his mouth turned up into a smile that he didn't even notice.

You too.