Dressed as Sun Quan's favorite concubine

Shortly after Wu's first seven days, Fuchun is the beginning of winter.

After winter, Fuchun continued to be cloudy and rainy as usual, until Sun Yi returned to Danyang, and the weather gradually turned sunny.

Bu Yao grew up in the north, and every winter, there would be warm heating inside the house. Although the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor is large, at least it is warm inside the house.

But Fuchun is indeed a place in the south of the Yangtze River. During the few days she suffered from fever, only one day the sun came out.So she called Zijing to place a bearded chair in the front yard, and she lay on it, so as to get rid of the damp and cold air on her body.

Bu Yao found that this winter, it was actually colder inside the house than outside.

In her courtyard, only the main hall is facing the sun. In the bedroom, even if the charcoal stove is lit, it is not very effective.

Bu Yao's body was good and bad, sometimes his forehead was extremely hot, and his head hurt like it was splitting open. As a last resort, he could only sleep drowsily all day long.Sometimes my body recovers and I can walk around on the ground.

On this day, Fuchun finally cleared up, and the weather warmed up slightly, but Bu Yao's body was not healed yet.

Zi Ran was holding a lacquer plate on the side of the couch, and inside was a small plate of dried sweet apricots, which was preserved by Mrs. Wu before he passed away.

Bu Yao frowned as he drank the soup, every time he took a sip, he almost wanted to vomit.

too bitter.

"If Bu Ji could eat some meat or supplements, the fever might have been cured long ago, but because of the old lady's matter, the whole family can only be a vegetarian now." Zijing reluctantly twisted a small piece of meat with a copper braze. A piece of dried apricot was handed to Bu Yao's mouth.

After Bu Yao took it, she said nothing, nodding instead of replying.

Because she couldn't speak to Ben now, her voice was hoarse to a certain extent.

After putting down the copper braze, Zi Ran said again: "The master Bu is not willing to ask for some supplements from the steward. In fact, chicken eggs can be regarded as vegetarian. Why don't the servants ask for some and cook some for the master?"

Choking a mouthful of bitter medicine into her throat, Bu Yao coughed a few times covering her heart, and waved her hand at Zi Ran.

Zijing hurriedly handed Bu Yao clear water, warm water entered her stomach, Bu Yao pushed the bitter medicine away, and lay down on the couch again, closing the quilt.

Before Wu's three-year mourning period expired, Sun Quan would only have her as a woman in the entire mansion of the general who was begging for captives.The servants were very flattering, and when Zijing and Ziran went out to get food from the courtyard, they could feel that the attitude of those servants was obviously more flattering.

Bu Yao has heard Zi Ran's words in the past few days.

What she meant was that she could get mad and put on airs.

But this kind of madness in sensitive times is tantamount to committing suicide.

Moreover, she is not the official wife, but just a concubine. She still doesn't know how the concubine Ji in the mansion will change in three years' time.

She can't be mad at anyone, with so many eyes on her, she is even more cautious and low-key in dealing with people than before.

Seeing Bu Yao staring at the ceiling with eyes open, Zijing sighed, put down the medicine bowl, and said, "Bu Ji, I know that you are always cautious in doing things, but you have been sick for a few days, and even the doctor didn't go to the house. The hospital called, but only prescribed medicine. You haven’t taken the medicine properly these few days, and your health hasn’t recovered, or you should call the doctor to come and have a look.”

Bu Yao lay on the couch and shook her head, said two words in a hoarse voice: "No need."

She is a modern person, and she firmly believes that if the immune function is fine, fever can be cured by itself.

"Does this servant still help you move the charcoal stove to the front of the bed?" Zijing asked again.

Bu Yao turned his eyes slightly and thought about it.

If the charcoal stove is far away, the quilt covering her body will feel damp and cold, but if it is close, she will feel her throat burning.

"Slightly closer to..." Bu Yao's throat choked again, and Zijing recognized the meaning by looking at Bu Yao's mouth shape.

"No, Bu Ji can take a rest, the maidservant is going down."

After finishing speaking, Zijing winked at Ziran, and after the two of them finished lifting the copper stove, they walked back with a set of bowls and plates.

[System]: Real-time statistics, the target's favorability value is 530

The system disappeared for several days, and she hasn't seen Sun Quan in the past few days. She is sick, so the system should remind her.

Bu Yao decided to take this opportunity to ask the system about the scrapped script. If it was really a sadomasochism script, then she wanted to know what kind of abuse method it was.

And, how much of the scumbag attribute of Sun Quan, the trotter in the original play, is preserved in the waste draft.

When Bu Yao was sober in the past few days, she carefully analyzed the main factors of sadomasochism.

The first one is also the most common: Among the two parties, one party is not clear about the relationship, and is always involved with the opposite sex.I want both white roses and red roses. Obviously I have a lover, either there is a cinnabar mole in my heart, or there is a white moonlight in my heart.

Second: male scumbag female cheap, sadomasochism standard.

The third: misunderstood each other.

Fourth: Serious illness or accidents lead to the death of one party, such as car accidents and cancer in Korean dramas.

Among the waste manuscripts, which one is the original owner and Sun Quan?

"System, since you have already told me the original owner's identity in the scrapped manuscript, can you reveal anything else? Is the scrapped manuscript the same as before, is it a Gongdou script, or... a sadomasochism script?"

[System]: Ask the host to focus on the task itself.

It's useless to ask, the little trash of the system is getting colder and colder.

The charcoal is burning in the charcoal stove, and occasionally there will be a "crackling" sound.

Bu Yao's consciousness gradually weakened, she became dizzy, and fell asleep with her eyes closed again.

After falling asleep, she dreamed of Sun Quan.

It's just that this Sun Quan is almost 50 years old, his temples are gray, but his still three-dimensional and tough face is covered with wrinkles.

It was still those eyes that were as deep and astonishing as Bihong, but there was a little more vicissitudes and sadness in the eyes.

The whole person looked so haggard.

Sun Quan seemed to be crying, crying heart-piercingly.

Bu Yao was wondering that Sun Quan in the dream was dressed gorgeously, with a majestic and dignified appearance. Although he was getting older, he still had an extraordinary demeanor.

Why is Sun Quan crying?

In an instant, Bu Yao dreamed of two girls again, and they were crying too.It's just that the faces of those two were blurred, and she couldn't see their faces clearly.

The girl who looked younger cried especially miserably, soft and small, sobbing.

Bu Yao felt sorry for her and wanted to hug her, but just as she was about to walk over, the little girl disappeared without a trace.

With a chill on his forehead, Bu Yao woke up.

She just felt like she had a dream, but she couldn't remember it. It seemed that there was Sun Quan in the dream, and there seemed to be a little girl.

After opening his eyes, Sun Quan was sitting on the side of the couch, taking her temperature with his hands.

Today Sun Quan originally sent his servants to call Bu Yao to his bedroom and have dinner with him.

Unexpectedly, the guard told her after returning that Bu Yao was ill.He hadn't had time to see her these few days, and he didn't even know she was sick.

Seeing the girl on the couch with a flushed face waking up, Sun Quan took off her hand covering her forehead.

Bu Yao's hair was a little disheveled, and he looked thin and weak. When he saw Sun Quan, he still called out "Master" in a hoarse voice.

Sun Quan is too thin...

He is wearing a dark brocade robe today, this brocade robe Bu Yao saw him wear before, it fit him perfectly a few months ago, but now it seems to be hanging on him.

His eyes were also black and blue, and it seemed that he had not been able to sleep peacefully for many days.

Hearing Buyao Qingling's sweet voice turned into a duck-like quack, Sun Quan's expression suddenly became terrified.

Zijing and Ziran stood by the side of the couch with their heads down, and Sun Fu also stood by.

Sun Quan looked at Bu Yao and asked calmly, "How do you serve Bu Ji?"

Sun Quan's voice was also extremely hoarse, but he still couldn't hide his domineering aura, and Zi Ran's legs trembled in fright.

Bauhinia was quite calm, and repeatedly admitted her mistake: "It's all the fault of the slaves, my lord, please calm down."

"What did the doctor say?" Sun Quan asked again.

Bu Yao lay on the couch blinking, hesitating whether to get up and give a salute, but just as he was about to get out of the quilt, Sun Quan pressed him down on the couch again.

And glared at her.

"...Return to my lord... I didn't invite a doctor to come here, I only prescribed an ordinary medicine to reduce fever." Zijing replied hesitantly, her heart trembled.

As soon as Sun Quan was about to get angry, Bu Yao tugged at his finger, and replied in a hoarse voice, "The concubine didn't let them invite her."

"Nonsense!" Sun Quan shook off her hand and scolded in a low voice.

His temper is as bad as ever.

Sun Quan turned around and ordered Sun Fu to call the doctor with a cold face.

The general's mansion has its own standing doctor, who came for the elderly, and when he felt Bu Yao's pulse, his callused hands trembled.

Seeing that Sun Quan was impatient, the doctor's hands shook again.

After checking the pulse, the doctor told Sun Quan: "Bu Ji's fever is not serious, but her body is still a little weak. It is good to drink the antipyretic prescription prescribed before. Although she can only be a vegetarian now, she can go further. some supplements."

Seeing that Bu Yao was safe, Sun Quan felt relieved.

After the doctor left, Sun Quanfu touched Bu Yao's forehead again, it was still hot.

"Take good care of your body. After a few days, you will not be in Fuchun anymore." When Sun Quan said this, Zijing brought white porridge, and Ziran walked to Buyao's side, and lifted her up from the couch .

Not in Fuchun anymore?Where is Sun Quan going?

Once the Wu family dies, the New Year's Eve will definitely not be passed.

But seeing that he kept his face sullen, Bu Yao didn't dare to ask more questions.

Sun Quan took a look at the white porridge and felt that it was solid and bland, but now she can only eat this, and can't touch meat.

As soon as Zijing was about to deliver porridge to Bu Yao's mouth, Sun Quan snatched it from him. Zijing didn't know where it was, so Sun Quan ordered: "Give the spoon to Gu."

Only then did Zijing realize that the lord wanted to feed Bu Ji herself, so she passed the spoon to Sun Quan as ordered.

Seeing this, Sun Fu tactfully led Zijing Ziran back down together.

"Eat." Sun Quan said as always, with a single word and a tough tone.

The porridge in the spoon was still steaming, and Sun Quan didn't even blow on it. Seeing that Bu Yao hesitated to drink the porridge, Sun Quan urged him coldly.

Under his gaze, Bu Yao was dazed, biting the spoon and swallowing the porridge.The hot porridge still scalded her limp tongue, and Bu Yao twitched in pain, her eyes turned slightly red.

Afraid of vomiting on the couch, she still heated the hot porridge into her stomach.

"My lord, this concubine herself... hiss... just use it." Bu Yao stretched out her little hand, waiting for Sun Quan to hand him the porridge bowl.

Sun Quan looked at the steaming porridge bowl and realized that Bu Yao had been scalded.

However, his mouth was still unforgiving, and he said two words with a sullen face: "Squeamish."

Who is squeamish?Last time when this fairy fed you porridge, it was blown cold and delivered to your mouth!

Bu Yao cursed secretly in her heart, but deliberately squeezed a few tears, and then wiped them for herself with trembling little hands.

Sun Quan looked at her tearful eyes filled with mist, his heart moved slightly, and he felt that his attitude was a bit arrogant.

But he couldn't help it, he always wanted to bully her.

He put down the porridge bowl, wiped her tears with his fingertips, without saying a word.Then use a spoon to stir the porridge continuously until the heat on it gradually disappears.

"It's not hot this time." Sun Quan's tone was a little lighter.

Bu Yao's face was stained with tears, he drank gulp after gulp, quietly looking at Sun Quan's thin face from time to time.

"Once the new year is over, you can use some meat, just bear with it for a while." Sun Quan said again.

In fact, not eating meat is not a difficult task for Bu Yao. When filming, in order to look good on camera, he only eats boiled vegetables, and eats salad without salad dressing.

For Buyao, she hadn't had an appetite for many years, and she ate only to maintain her normal life.

She is very busy when filming, and often only sleeps for a few hours a day, and sometimes she will take some glucose when she is tired without eating.

But not eating meat is definitely a "torture" for Sun Quan.

Bu Yao said "hmm", but still asked Sun Quan, "Master, where are you going in a few days?"

The porridge bowl gradually became empty, Sun Quan put it on a small case beside the couch, and replied, "Jiang Xia."

Bu Yao vaguely remembered that it was mentioned in "Love Locking Wu Gong" that Sun Quan beat Jiang Xia for many years.

Sun Jian was killed by the subordinates of Huang Zu, the prefect of Jiangxia, and Huang Zu became feud with Sun Jian.

It's just that Sun Quan's body is obviously not healed, and he is going to fight before he has recovered. Can his body bear it?

Bu Yao was a little worried about him, and was about to ask him how his sleep was these few days, did he start drinking that medicine again?

Sun Quan stood up and said with his hands behind his back: "Gu's relatives are only ten years old and can write a good hand. This trip to Jiangxia will take half a year or a few months. When Gu returns, you must know how to write."

Well, in Sun Quan's eyes, Bu Yao is an illiterate with an empty mind.

He has decided that she is uneducated.

"I'm practicing by myself... I'm afraid I won't be able to do it..." Bu Yao replied.

"Then let your lonely relatives teach you calligraphy."