Minister Gu Ming can't take care of himself

The quarrel of reconciliation and humiliation ended with Xu Guanchen crying and pushing Xiao Zhi away.

Behind the screen, Xu Guanchen sat for a whole day.

He didn't cry because of the quarrel with Xiao Zhi, he just panicked suddenly.

From last night to now, in the past three years, there are still many things he doesn't know, and what he knows makes him terrified.

He'd held his composure long enough.

When meditating, the sensations in all parts of the body will be particularly clear.

He hurts.

He didn't remember the last night with Xiao Zhi, maybe it was to death, but he did remember the traces on his body; this morning when he quarreled with Xiao Zhi, he threw him on the couch twice and humiliated him with a whisk in his mouth, he still remembers it very clearly ;Although the wound on the back is an old wound that has healed, the new flesh that grows is also very sensitive, and the fabric rubs against it, causing itchy pain; I haven't eaten much for a day, and I haven't slept much.

The most uncomfortable thing was that the familiar feeling of being sick last night seemed to be gradually rising from the hem of his clothes, strangling his throat step by step.

He sat cross-legged on the grass futon, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breathing. His mood, which should have been clear and transparent, was covered with a layer of tulle.

The dead Seventh Prince Xiao Qi and his friends He Zhen and the two spirit tablets on He Jijiu House; the resentful glance cast by his friend Yang Xun in the carriage; One passed Xu Guanchen's eyes.

and also……

Xu Guanchen opened his eyes in a daze, and stood up unsteadily with the small case in front of him.

It was a very familiar feeling, and there was darkness in front of his eyes. The disease finally grabbed his neck.

He shook his head, trying to make himself able to see something, and finally raised his hand to feel around, and walked out holding the screen.

Following the remaining memories, when he was holding on to the door frame but forgot to step on the threshold and fell to the ground, he gave in temporarily and asked Xiao Zhi for help.

He couldn't see it. In fact, Xiao Zhi was standing two or three steps in front of him at that time. If he didn't trip over the threshold, he could have crashed into Xiao Zhi's arms.

Xu Guanchen lay at his feet, but called softly: "Xiao Yuzhi."

Xiao Zhi sighed, leaned over and brushed his hair scattered on his forehead.There was a little cinnabar between Xu Guanchen's eyebrows, and it was so pale that it had no color.

Xiao Zhi picked him up, walked forward, and asked in a low voice, "Cold or hot?"

"……hot."

Xiao Zhi fed him a elixir, and carried him to the back of Funing Hall.While walking, he asked him again: "Do you still dare to go to find Xiao Qi?" If he went to Yanbei to find Xiao Qi, what would he do with his increasingly serious illness?

But Xu Guanchen clenched his teeth and didn't speak, and he didn't know if he had passed out.

Xiao Zhi tilted his head, as if punishing, touched his forehead with his forehead, and pressed his cheek against his cheek.

Xu Guanchen's illness fluctuates from cold to hot, and the hot and cold always break out shortly after.It was a cold syndrome last night, and a fever syndrome today.After a hot and cold episode, it can be clean for several months.

If you have a cold, you should soak in hot springs to keep warm, and if you have a fever, you should stay in a cold place.

His body can't always soak in cold water, let alone it's still winter.

There is a cold pool behind Funing Hall. Under the cold pool, it was originally a dungeon for the prisoners who the emperor wanted to kill himself. Xiao Zhi asked someone to change the dungeon for Xu Guanchen to recuperate from his illness.

At this moment, Xu Guanchen curled up on the stone bed and fell asleep, Xiao Zhi sat on the side to watch, stretched out his hand and tried his forehead, but it was still hot.

The bottom of the cold pool is opaque, and the night is getting dark at this time.

Eunuch Xiao Cheng came in with a candle, and couldn't help shivering.

He put the candles far away, stepped forward with a cloak, and waited for Xiao Zhi to put it on.By the very dim candlelight, seeing that Xiao Zhi pursed his lips and didn't intend to speak, he didn't speak, put down the food box containing the snacks, left the candle behind and went out.

After a while, Xu Guanchen woke up.

When he woke up, Xiao Zhi happened to reach out to touch his forehead again.

Not knowing what he wanted to do, Xu Guanchen closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.Without realizing it, Xiao Zhi touched his forehead and let him continue to sleep again.

The chill that spread under the cold pool dissipated the heat from his body, Xu Guanchen opened his eyes, thought about turning over and sitting up, and told Xiao Zhi that he was awake.

It's a pity that the forecast was wrong and the plan failed.

The stone bed was too small, so Xu Guanchen turned over and fell to the ground.

He threw himself into Xiao Zhi's arms.

The only candle was placed far away, which could reflect the faint light in Xu Guanchen's eyes.

The four eyes met for only a moment.

Xiao Zhi knew that he was awake, but before he raised his hand to push him away, he pressed Xu Guanchen's hand first, and pretended to touch his forehead.

Xu Guanchen no longer had a fever, and his body gradually cooled down.

Xiao Zhi still picked him up and took him back as he did when he was brought here.

Knowing that he was awake, Xiao Zhi pretended to be unintentional and asked him: "Do you still want to go to Xiao Qi?"

Xu Guanchen still didn't speak, he leaned in his arms and pretended to be dead.

Xiao Zhi hugged him tightly, walked out of the cold pool, walked through the brightly lit corridor, and asked him in another way: "Do you still dare to quarrel?"

This time Xu Guanchen thought for a long time before uttering "I'm sorry".

He thought about it again, Xiao Zhi didn't seem to be having a good time.The daughter-in-law who just married the night before divorced him the next day. If he was Xiao Zhi, he would feel uncomfortable.

So I said "I'm sorry" again, and thought about the words, trying to explain.

"The quarrel... was my fault, it was my fault, I just forgot all of a sudden..." Xu Guanchen lost his mind for a moment, and almost told about his amnesia.

can not say.

This matter is his deathbed.

Just like a monster would never give his neck to a Taoist priest, a little Taoist priest would never give his death spot to Xiao Zhi's hands.

No one will tell.

Even if Xiao Qi came back to life at this time, he would not say anything.

Xiao Qi...

Xu Guanchen turned to look at Xiao Zhi: "Your Majesty the Seventh Prince and I, nothing else."

He just suddenly felt that it was necessary to explain this matter to Xiao Zhi, and it was very important.

But as soon as the words came out, he regretted a little.

"You..." Xu Guanchen shook his feet, covering up the words just now, "You let me down first."

Xiao Zhi put him on the wide railing in front of the porch under the eaves, and asked him to sit and rest for a while.

Snow was falling outside the porch, and lanterns were lit under the porch. The fine snow was blown by the wind and blown into the porch.

Xiao Zhi stood in front of him, the candlelight illuminated and cast a shadow.

He took off the cloak on his body and put it on for Xu Guanchen.

So, Xu Guanchen twisted the tie, and suddenly felt that it was necessary to explain to Xiao Zhi, because he didn't explain the whole thing just now.

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince has nothing to do with me. He has always been a monarch and a minister, not just a friend."

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince was a famous virtuous king in the past. Even if he considers his fame, he can't have anything else with me."

"One year we were boating on the lake to enjoy the snow. His Royal Highness was drinking wine. When the wine was hot, something seemed to light up, but it quickly went out. He took a handful of cold water and splashed it on his face."

After finishing speaking, Xu Guanchen lowered his head and hecked his hands, as if he had just held cold water.

When he was talking, Xiao Zhi was standing in front of him, looking down at the herbs he tied into his hair when he was meditating.As soon as he raised his hand, he twirled a young leaf that fell on Xu Guanchen's hair.

The young leaves were crushed under the fingertips, Xiao Zhi walked into the hall without saying a word, Xu Guanchen coughed twice, gathered up his clothes, and followed behind him.

Next is the unified consultation time of the rotating imperial physician.

Xiao Zhi's injured right hand needs to be changed, and Xu Guanchen's illness needs to be re-diagnosed.

It's just that Xu Guanchen watched, Xiao Zhi's right hand seemed to be getting stronger, there were two scars on the palm of his hand before, but now there seem to be more than two.

Sensing that he was watching, Xiao Zhi turned his hand back and turned the back of his hand to him.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, the doctor on duty said, "Your Majesty, don't write with a pen these days."

There are so many things, why do you just talk about writing?

Xu Guanchen didn't understand, when he raised his eyes, Xiao Zhi was also looking at him, as if to see if he heard.

After eating and taking medicine, Xu Guanchen wanted to move to the side hall to sleep, but Xiao Zhi didn't nod, he moved to the side hall by himself.

Xiao Zhi didn't come over anymore, Xu Guanchen stayed alone in the main hall.

It's so similar, like the couple who had a conflict and slept in separate beds in the storyteller's mouth.

Because he was still ill, he didn't have time to do his evening homework, so Feiyang drove him to sleep on the couch, wrapped him tightly with a quilt, guarded him by the couch, stared at him, and didn't allow him to open his eyes.

Feiyang ran up and down, blowing out the candles in the temple, leaving him only a small and short candle.

Xu Guanchen tried to call him: "Feiyang..."

Feiyang pulled the quilt for him, the brocade quilt almost covered his eyes, and said seriously: "Sleep."

Xu Guanchen poked his head out from under the quilt: "Okay."

Feiyang had an idea, and suddenly realized: "Brother, are you afraid of the dark?"

He didn't hear Xu Guanchen say "no" at all, he made the decision for him on his own, took out his treasure toy, and prepared to pick a partner for him.

A baby wooden sword.

No, Xu Guanchen was afraid that he would fall asleep and be warned by a sword.

A baby beanbag.

No way, Xu Guanchen was afraid that in his dream, he took the beanbag as a bean paste bun.

A baby doll.

Yes... But Feiyang is reluctant.

Feiyang picked for a while, finally picked out a small wooden figure, and put it beside his pillow.

"Brother." Feiyang reached out to cover his eyes and blocked his objection, "Sleep."

Xu Guanchen closed his eyes, because he was sick and sleepy, and under Feiyang's extremely concerned eyes, he fell asleep in a daze.

Feiyang was holding a box full of precious toys, and when he went out, he met someone, who glanced coldly at the things in his hand.

Feiyang freed up one hand and made a silent movement: "Brother is asleep." Seeing the man looking at the things in his hand, he raised his head and said proudly: "It was Feiyang who coaxed brother to sleep. "

After Feiyang left, the man entered the inner room silently.

Only when the wooden man was placed on the ground, there was a light sound.

Xu Guanchen was sleeping soundly, but suddenly someone touched his face, and then pressed his head in his arms, pressed his head with one hand, and rubbed it along the hair.

Xu Guanchen said in shock in his deep, deep dream, what a pity, the little wooden man has become a spirit.

This little wooden figure, with long arms and legs, hugged him, wanting to suffocate him to death in his arms.