The imperial doctor and Chonghua arrived before and after, and Zhong Weiwei was very uncomfortable when he saw Chonghua and avoided him from a distance.

It's just a little bit of a problem to pray secretly, don't continue to have a fever.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and not only burned again, but also menacing.

No matter what medicine is fed, it can only be managed for an hour or two.

At night, the whole person was burned red, groggy, and occasionally when he woke up, he cried hoarsely.

Chonghua picked up and walked back and forth, he wouldn't coax the child, he would only say one sentence when he came and went: "Don't cry, be well-behaved, and be a good doll, don't cry~"

I cried again and my voice was hoarse, and when I was tired of crying, I fell asleep on Chonghua's shoulder, Chonghua had a slight intention to put him down, and he immediately woke up again, and shouted hoarsely.

Zhong Weiwei listened sideways, and heard him shouting "mother", so he felt that he was an outsider.

I wanted to leave, but when I saw the pitiful appearance again, I stayed for some reason.

She put on a straight face and let Chonghua hug him again.

Gently took off his clothes again and again, took warm water and wiped it patiently, and from time to time took water to moisten his lips.

Youyou's body temperature was finally not as hot as before, he gradually quieted down, and fell asleep on Chonghua's shoulder, Zhong Weiwei was already covered in sweat.

Because she was afraid of waking up Youyou, she gave Chonghua a look and motioned for him to put him down and lie down, so that he could rest again.

Chonghua looked at her blankly, not understanding the meaning of the hint at all.

Stupid!

Zhong Weiwei felt a ghost fire in his heart, turned around and was about to leave, and his sleeve was gently held.

Chonghua held Youyou with one hand, held her sleeve with the other, and awkwardly motioned for her to help pull the quilt away and help him put it away again.

Zhong Weiwei looked at him and refused to move.

The most important thing in this palace is people, but it's just a quilt to make a bed, where does she have to be?

Chonghua sighed, stretched out a finger, and said silently with his mouth: "One month." ”

Pull the quilt to reach a month's service period, Zhong Weiwei reluctantly stepped forward to pull the quilt, gave a small pillow that had been put away, stood aside with his hands, and looked at Hua Fangwa sleeping coldly.

Chonghua made a gesture on the left and a gesture on the right, but he was still unable to do so.

Seeing that he was about to be woken up again, Zhong Weiwei really couldn't stand it, and went forward to pick it up with a straight face, Chonghua lowered his eyes silently, and handed it to her again obediently, when he withdrew his hand, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the whole palm just covered her chest, and then pulled his hand hard, and his chest swayed twice with the force.

Zhong Weiwei's face turned red, and he glared at Chonghua angrily.

Chonghua glanced back at her inexplicably, then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and concentrated on covering the thin quilt again, indicating that she was very unreasonable and that he didn't care about her.

Zhong Wei was the only one who held the old blood in his heart, and he couldn't spit it out and swallow it.

If you want to reason with him, he doesn't seem to mean it, and he will definitely say that he is worried about the condition of Youyou, where will he be in the mood to take advantage of her?

Could it be that she is a natural beauty?

Or is he very short of women and has never seen women?

If you can't tell you clearly, you will sarcastically mock her for her small breasts.

If you don't want to theorize, I really feel that I have suffered a big loss, and this breath can suffocate people to death.

Thinking about it, he stepped forward, grabbed Chonghua's left chest with one hand, pinched, clenched, pinched hard, and then quickly released it and hid in a safe place.

Chonghua glared at her in disbelief, his eyes fierce and terrifying: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhong Weiwei poked out half of his head from behind the pillar, and was confident: "A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye." ”

If he dares to take advantage of her, she dares to let him know what pain is!

"What's wrong with me?" Chonghua took a deep breath, as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "Zhong Weiwei, don't go too far." ”

His expression was innocent and depressed, angry and forbearing, Zhong Weiwei's righteousness couldn't help but be a little soft, could it be that he really didn't mean it just now?

And didn't even realize what was going on?

Is she thinking too much?

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chonghua couldn't help gritting his teeth: "What's wrong with me?" If you don't make it clear today, don't think about it! ”

Zhong Weiwei smiled flatteringly: "Second senior brother, misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding, and the medicine is almost boiled, I'll go and see ......."

The soles of the feet are oiled, and they slip faster than rats.

When she ran away, Chonghua put away the anger on his face and thought thoughtfully. It seems to be much older than before, and sure enough, it has grown up.

Zhong Weiwei lingered outside for a long time, and only went in with the decoction until he couldn't delay any longer.

Chonghua sat on the side and criticized the folds, and when he saw her come in, he didn't recruit her, but he just withdrew his gaze with a faint glance.

Zhong Weiwei saw that he didn't mean to trouble himself, so he relaxed and coaxed him to take the medicine again.

He cried again and drank all the medicine, and fell asleep tightly holding the corner of the quilt.

Zhong Weiwei sat on the side and looked at Youyou's little face, once again feeling that this child was so well-behaved that there was nothing to hate.

Chonghua put down his pen, looked at Zhong Weiwei, and then looked at Youyou on the bed, sighed, and frowned tightly.

It's a debt he owes, and I'm afraid it will take a lifetime to pay it off.

Zhong Weiwei, presumably he owes her a debt in three lives and three lives, and it is estimated that he will not be able to pay it off in this life.

Zhong Weiwei was tired, so he simply took off his shoes and leaned against Youyou, staring at the top of the tent, pretending not to care: "What kind of person is his mother?" ”

Chonghua's hand paused, and a drop of bright cinnabar fell on the fold, turning into a drop of bright blood.

After a long time, he said ominously, "He is a very good person." ”

Zhong Weiwei can't tell what it's like in his heart, Chonghua is arrogant, and the one who can get his blue eyes must not be a mortal.

She laughed at herself and pretended to be careless: "Of course I know that she is very good, there are few in the world, right?" ”

Chonghua's tone was dry: "It is indeed rare in the world, and the city and the country are captivated." ”

Zhong Weiwei asked again: "Presumably, temperament and character are rare in the world?" ”

Is it jealousy?

Chonghua raised his head to look at her, his eyes flashed with extraordinary light: "Yes, she is gentle and kind, generous and strong, and she dares to carry the rise and fall of a country with her own body regardless of her own safety for the sake of her loved ones." ”

If this is really such a woman, she can be regarded as a loser.

Zhong Weiwei smiled: "That's really not easy, no wonder they gave birth to such a well-behaved child." Even a stingy and jealous person like her couldn't help but feel sorry for this child.

Chonghua heard the sourness in her tone, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I think so too." ”

Zhong Weiwei couldn't laugh anymore: "Second Senior Brother, there is one thing I think we have to make clear, I don't have the habit of eating leftovers." ”

Leftovers?

Does this mean him?

Is he leftovers?

How did he end up with leftovers?

She can look at an old vegetable gang like He Lingyi, and she thinks he is leftovers when she looks at him!

Chonghua was just a little proud, so he couldn't help but get angry, and raised his eyebrows to look at Zhong Weiwei: "Zhong Weiwei, don't provoke!" (To be continued.) )