Self-cultivation after the cannon fodder

"Aning..."

Zong Qihao's voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear it clearly.

Zhu Sining only heard the end of the sound, and raised his head for no reason: "What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

He consciously hugged and celebrated, and took a step back.

Before he could retreat again, Zong Qihao hugged him suddenly, lowered his head and put it on his shoulder: "Don't move."

This time, I wish Si Ning understood clearly.

He couldn't see what Zong Qihao's expression was, but only caught a glimpse of his side profile with sharp lines from the corner of his eyes.Zong Qihao who is holding him now is far stronger than Zong Qihao who was pressing him in front of the officials just now, he has no room to dodge at all.

Zhu Sining felt that such Zong Qihao was a little strange.

The surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, and the cheers that could be faintly heard before had also disappeared.

Zong Qihao's breath sprayed on his ears, it was so hot that it was frighteningly hot.

Zhu Sining turned his head violently as if he had been scalded.

He didn't dare to breathe too hard, he just felt that even the air was sticky and moist with moisture, and Zong Qihao could still hear his breathing no matter how loud it was.

The itchy back of the neck was even more uncomfortable, but Zhu Sining suddenly didn't dare to reach out to scratch it.

"Your Majesty..." Zhu Sining gritted his teeth and endured, and his voice was almost breathless, "Are you well? Didn't you say... just hug once?"

The itching spread from the back of the neck to the rest of the body, Zhu Sining couldn't help rubbing Zong Qihao, and stomped his foot on the ground.

"I'm so uncomfortable, Your Majesty..." The soles of his feet were also itchy, Zhu Sining had difficulty standing up, and was completely supported by Zong Qihao.

"It's itchy, isn't it?" Zong Qihao lowered his head and stared at Zhu Sining, who lowered his head, his attention was completely elsewhere.

Zong Qihao sighed lowly, and walked towards the bedside with Zhu Sining in his arms: "You lie down first, the imperial doctor will be here soon."

Zhu Sining was allergic and didn't run away.

Lifting the quilt with one hand, placing Zhu Sining in place, Zong Qihao went to get the cool plaster, Jiang Wei got Zong Qihao's wink, and had already gone to invite the imperial doctor.

As soon as Zong Qihao let go, Zhu Sining felt better, at least it wasn't so hot, and it didn't feel so strange.

Especially Zong Qihao just now seemed particularly dangerous.

Zhu Sining sat by the bed, took off his shoes and lifted his trousers, his skin was slightly red, and several red marks appeared when he scratched it.

The verdict is coming soon, and after simply showing it to Zhu Sining, there is no good way.

"From the point of view of the symptoms, His Highness is sudden, and he just woke up this morning. Did he eat something last night or came into contact with some fluff or flowers?"

Zhu Sining shook his head: "Not at all, I went out for a walk with His Majesty after eating, and then fell asleep."

Unable to find the reason, the court judge had no choice but to prescribe some anti-itch and heat-clearing medicine to Zhu Sining, and told him not to eat spicy food. It is best to check what he came into contact with last night to avoid recurrence.

"Let's apply the medicine first, or you'll have to scratch yourself." Zong Qihao opened the medicine bottle as soon as the others left.

Zhu Sining's skin was inherently thin, and in the past it would turn black and blue with heavy bumps, but now when he grabbed it hard, there were red marks everywhere he passed.

"There are also shoulders." Zhu Sining pulled down his collar, exposing his neck and shoulders, which also showed many marks from his scratching.

Zong Qihao has lost all his charming thoughts, Zhu Sining's indiscriminate grasping, originally not a serious symptom, looks quite scary.

"The back is also...don't scratch it, you can't scratch it after applying the medicine, or the skin will really break."

Zhu Sining took the plaster by himself and applied it on his hands and feet meticulously.

He lowered his head and smelled the smell of the plaster on his hand, it was very sweet, Zhu Sining said: "Fortunately, the smell is not bad, otherwise I would be smoked to death."

Now that the skin on the neck and shoulders is still missing the plaster, Zhu Sining reached out to take the plaster on Zong Qihao's hand.

He can only see part of it himself, and he can only randomly wipe out the parts he can't see.

As far as Zong Qihao saw, some of the medicines were unevenly applied and condensed into a lump and stuck to the end of the hair, while some places were not applied at all.

Zhu Sining felt that he had taken the medicine and pulled up his collar to get up.

He only got up halfway before Zong Qihao grabbed him again and pressed him on the bed.

Zhu Sining was inexplicably flustered before he could fasten his belt, "Your Majesty..."

"The medicine hasn't been applied properly." Zong Qihao stopped Zhu Sining's chaotic thoughts with one sentence.

"Oh...okay, reapply."

Zhu Sining pulled down his collar, and suddenly stopped in the middle of it. Just now... where did he pull it?

He began to hesitate.

Zong Qihao had a good time: "What's wrong?"

"It feels a little strange..."

"Is it still itchy?"

"It's not itching, it's just... I don't know what it feels like." Zhu Sining didn't even want to discuss this issue with Zong Qihao, which was so strange.

Zong Qihao nodded, and did not continue to ask: "Apply the medicine first, and then wipe it evenly,"

He turned his body slightly and looked away from Zhu Sining.

Zhu Sining can say that he likes it bluntly, but his liking is very pure, and the eyes that look at him are always clear and clear, without any pornography.I'm afraid I don't know what the two will do together, I just think that being together is being together.

Thinking of this, Zong Qihao suddenly laughed out loud.

Zhu Sining raised his head very sensitively.

"What's the matter?" Zong Qihao asked warmly, "Is there any place that can't be wiped off?"

"I can't see it, I can't apply it all, don't do it." Zhu Sining wiped the remaining ointment on his hand casually and wanted to put it away.

"I still have to go, or it will itch again later."

Zong Qihao's words made Zhu Sining stop.

"It sounds good, but if you don't help me make it, I can't see it myself!"

Zhu Sining suddenly felt a little resentful. Zong Qihao took good care of him in other aspects before, and their relationship has improved by leaps and bounds, but now they don't help even a small matter of applying medicine.

Obviously not the first time.

Do you think he really doesn't know?He was kicked by Liu Meiren before, and he only wiped it off a few times before forgetting about it. Later, Zong Qihao found out somehow, and gave him the medicine for several nights in succession.

Zong Qihao was still gentle: "Why don't I help you?"

Zhu Sining was waiting for these words, and threw the medicine bottle to Zong Qihao.

Twirling the medicine bottle in his hand and laughing lowly, Zong Qihao carefully applied the medicine for Zhu Sining, and when he raised his eyes, Zhu Sining was drooping his eyelashes, biting his lips lightly with his teeth.

Zong Qihao asked, "Is it still itchy?"

Zhu Sining: "A little bit." But it's not the kind of itchy allergies.

"What's that?" Zong Qihao asked casually, then lowered his head and put away the medicine bottle.

"I can't tell, it's a bit numb."

Zong Qihao froze for a moment, then put away the medicine bottle, with a calm expression on his face: "Is there anything else? If you want to talk about it carefully, Ah Ning, I'll see if I want to invite the imperial doctor to come over for diagnosis and treatment. "

"Forget it, anyway, I can't see anything." Zhu Sining didn't want to make any more troubles.

After applying the medicine, Zhu Sining's skin condition improved a lot. After drying for a while, Zong Qihao turned around and pulled up the scattered clothes for Zhu Sining.

"Aning—"

Zong Qihao's fingers followed Zhu Sining's spine one by one, he lowered his head slightly, and put his lips next to Zhu Sining's ear: "Is this the feeling you just said?"

Zhu Sining's calf twitched violently. Before he could speak, he felt the breath sprayed on his neck intensified, and the itching feeling intensified——

Zong Qihao bit the back of his neck, his teeth gently grinding the skin, biting all the way up to Zhu Sining's earlobe.

Zhu Sining opened his eyes wide, staring straight at the golden dragon embroidery on the brocade quilt, and staring at the lively golden dragon on it.

The chest that was close to it was very hot, but the ointment that had been applied began to take effect, and it was cold and irritating.

In the sky of ice and fire, Zhu Sining curled up his toes and bit his back molars so as not to whimper.

Both of them are awake now, this is not Zong Qihao's deliberate method to wake him up, nor is it his illusion...

Zhu Sining shuddered suddenly, and pushed Zong Qihao away.

Holding the edge of the bed with both hands so as not to fall off the bed with his head on the ground, when Zong Qihao looked up, he saw Zong Qihao's shocked eyes, and Zhu Sining spoke first: "I suddenly remembered that there is something else to do! I'm going first."

He quickly fastened his belt, put on his shoes and staggered out the door.

From the beginning to the end, Zong Qihao didn't have time to say a word.

After Zhu Sining left, Jiang Weicai, who had been afraid to go forward before, approached Zong Qihao tremblingly, "Do you want to send someone to follow Your Highness?"

Zong Qihao glanced at him, with a half-smile: "Is there still a need to ask?"

Zhu Sining ran out in a hurry, probably not even her belt was very tight, her hair was pulled up high due to the application of medicine, and her facial features were fully exposed, as delicate as she could be.

However, there are not many places that Zhu Sining can go, Zong Qihao said: "If your Highness goes to the Prince Qin's side, don't follow him anymore, just wait far away."

Jiang Wei took the order and left.

The palace man did not stay long after packing up his things, Zong Qihao sat by the bed, stroking the golden dragon embroidery on the bed quilt, lost in thought.

Since his rebirth, he has compared Zhu Sining and Xiao Yiming many times. They are completely different. Xiao Yiming can be said to be perfect in many aspects, while Zhu Sining is the opposite.

Without the traction of that mysterious force, Zong Qihao would never shift his eyes to Xiao Yiming unconsciously again.

I wish Si Ning likes herself, this is a fact that has been confirmed since the last life, and it is the same in this life, the eyes can not deceive people, the kings of the two generations, Zong Qihao still has this kind of eyesight.

It's just that such a big reaction was beyond Zong Qihao's expectation.

Maybe I was too impulsive and scared him.

Although his queen is different from what he first expected, she is the most suitable one, but there is still a lot to learn...

Zong Qihao nodded the little golden dragon's eyes, and said to the palace man beside him: "Let the imperial concubine change all the sheets and quilts into the style of the Jiaofang Palace, don't use this set, and change my bedroom as well. "

The biggest difference last night was that Zhu Sining slept on this bed for the first time. It was handed down from the ancestors. It was embroidered with all kinds of auspicious sheets. He fell asleep quickly and slept very well.

The palace man hesitated and said: "I'm afraid this is against the rules, please think twice, Your Majesty." Zong Qihao once wanted to change this set of bed sheets, but in the end he didn't. He just went to the Jiaofang Hall.

"Rules are dead, people are alive, it's just a bed sheet, there's no need to keep it for anything." Zong Qihao shook his head and chuckled, "Just tell the imperial concubine that the queen can't stand this, and she will agree." of."

Sitting alone by the bed for a while, Zong Qihao felt that the hotness brought by the deer blood had passed, so he ordered someone to bring cold water and change into new clothes.