Chu Jiujiu only felt a slight tingling pain in his wrist, a pair of hands full of silver needles clutched his wrists, and the big hands with distinct bones could clearly see the raised green tendons due to blood blockage, like intertwined branches, extending to his wrists.

"See?" Emperor Ci raised his eyebrows, and his voice was low.

"Naturally, don't forget that I'm a healer, and I can see this phenomenon at a glance, let's say, how did you get it?"

Chu Jiujiu saw that his eyes sank, and he only dared to say in a breathy voice.

The emperor was stunned for a moment.

Hua Qi'an in front of him was much smarter than he imagined.

Facing the bright eyes in front of him, Di Ci's hand loosened, and he lay sideways on the collapse by the window, looking weak, and did not forget to cover his mouth with a few light coughs.

In the end, there was no opening.

"Forget it, if you don't say it, I won't ask."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Jiujiu took a pillow from the side and carefully let him lie down, and the man in the ink robe withdrew his cold gaze from the window and fell on the little boy in the aqua blue robe in front of him.

I saw that the delicate little boy had a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat on his body because of the needle, and his fair skin became more and more moist, and the slightly exposed lower part of his neck was already sweating like rain, soaking his whole body.

The weather was really hot, and the handsome young man got up and took a few frozen red fruits from the table, and plated them like walnuts.

Zhu Li asked lightly, "Do you want to eat?" ”

Emperor Ci shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and his gaze fell once again on the sneaky servant dressed man outside the window.

I don't know what's wrong with me, I always feel that the person in front of me looks like Chu Jiujiu in every move.

The servant man looked upstairs from time to time, and saw the emperor lying there with a pale face, looking like he was about to die, so he walked in the direction of Dongshi.

After the man left, the emperor resigned as a different person, with one hand on the back of his head, one leg stretched out and the other leg bent, lying there lazily.

He looked at the sandalwood on the beams of the house, his delicately carved side face, his crow-like eyelashes trembling lightly, shining in the sun, like the most noble immortal monarch in the sky, looking at the world.

Emperor Ci's eyes were deep, like a drop of ink fading in his eyes, and his expression was complicated.

He pondered for a moment, closed his eyes slightly, and said softly with thin lips:

"The more things you know, the more you know, it's not a good thing."

"In this case, whatever you do, you must focus on your own safety, if there is something, just come to me directly, I will be on call."

The male protagonist is to the east, and he can't go west even if he is killed.

Although the emperor didn't say anything, Chu Jiujiu saw it all in his eyes, and it was clear that he had a tail behind him, so he couldn't expose himself and wanted to lure the snake out of the hole.

Even if it is not written in the book, with "he" so many years of experience in reading novels, he has to guess the plot in minutes.

Since the male protagonist said that he wouldn't let "him" know, then pretend not to know.

"If someone asks me today, I hope that Dr. Hua will continue to help me hide the fact that my body has recovered."

Emperor Ci could feel that as Hua Qi'an pulled out one needle after another, his whole person was suddenly extremely comfortable, and the poison had been completely resolved.

But in my heart, I trusted the flower in front of me for no reason.

It was the first time he trusted someone so quickly.

"Hmm." Chu Jiujiu nodded and advised, "No matter what, you can't joke with your body anymore, you know?" I checked my pulse just now and noticed that your heart and lungs were protected by pills, so I didn't hurt my heart and pulse, otherwise you would be a corpse now. ”

Chu Jiujiu is right, if Emperor Ci didn't come to Qi'an Hall today, or if he came half an hour late, he would really die.

I saw that the ink-robed man's eyes were slightly raised, and his lips were slightly open.

Hua Qi'an didn't give the ink-robed man the slightest chance to say thanks, and spread his hands, "Since the poison has been solved, then ......"

Chu Jiujiu rubbed his thumb and index finger, "Where's the money?" ”

Emperor's Speech: "......"

"For the sake of you're a regular customer, can you give you a discount?"

The gentle male voice said something that the emperor couldn't understand, and the emperor frowned, and said suspiciously: "Discount? ”

His tone was raised, his voice was flat, but it was also cold.

"Right...... Or a tael of silver. Chu Jiujiu felt his coercion, and was immediately defeated.

"He" is not afraid of tomorrow, he is not afraid of the ground, he has beaten hooligans, and his intelligence is not a problem, but he is very afraid of the cold and noble man in ink robe in front of him.

Emperor Ci frowned, "he" coaxed.

Emperor Ci's face was gloomy, and "he" was afraid.

The emperor's tone was cold, and "he" was afraid to death.

It's a conditioned reflex from the nerves, and there's no way to control it.

At this moment, the little boy in the aqua blue robe hung his head, swept the emperor who was lazy and closed his eyes on the bed, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

I only heard the man's voice with tiredness: "Then a tael of silver." ”

Chu Jiujiu: "!! ”

Is it so picky?

This mouth, it should be beaten!

Chu Jiujiu raised his eyes suddenly, and he wanted to justify the price, but he was stunned for a while.

The ink-robed man's breathing gradually evened out, he put one hand on his waist, the other hand dragged the back of his head, one leg straight, the other leg bent, and fell asleep in an extremely chic and lazy posture.

Emperor Ci is cold white skin, the light hits his neckline, the skin is shiny, almost transparent, you can clearly see his perfect mandible, bulging Adam's apple, and extreme sexy.

His eyes moved down the Adam's apple, his chest rose and fell, the breeze by the window swept the broken hair at the corners of his forehead, and he blew the green silk to his temples neatly, his ink eyebrows were undoubted, his eyelashes were long, and his facial features were impeccable, like a person who came out of a comic.

Chu Jiujiu subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

The beauty of the male protagonist is really speechless.

If you compare it to a deer.

It's the two extremes.

One is a cold and noble black belly type with cold facial lines, and the other is a handsome type with smooth and soft facial lines.

But the male protagonist is destined to be the female protagonist, and does not belong to "him".

Thinking of this, Chu Jiujiu's eyes flickered and narrowed his gaze.

It's been two days, and I don't know what happened to Lusheng in the palace?

"Flower prayer." A deep male voice penetrated into "his" ears, and the sound was very small, just at the volume that "he" could hear.

Emperor Ci was sleeping soundly, and Chu Jiu tiptoed behind Nari Su and walked downstairs.

The young man in front of him, his hair was messily tied up in small braids, and his yellow hair was just up to his neck.

The gray shirt on his body was already a little wrinkled, and a ball of white cloth was wrapped around his waist, making him stronger and stronger.

It's just that the sleeves of his gray shirt are a little shorter, and his wrist is exposed, which is yellow, but it is definitely not black, and his wrist is not thick, and it looks like "he" is just holding it with one hand.

Chu Jiujiu looked at Na Risu's figure behind him, thinking that it was time to make a few well-fitting clothes for this child, but he never noticed that "he" had a trace of self-blame.

"Still angry?"

The warm and pure male voice fell on Nari Su's ears.

That day, Su was stunned.

Chu Jiujiu lowered his head, and when he saw that the gray-shirted young man was not leaving, "he" also stopped.

As he stood on the steps, Chu Jiujiu looked as tall as that day.

I saw that Risu, with his hands in front of his chest, his head buried very low, and he didn't speak or move.

Chu Jiujiu continued to pretend to be a male voice and explained: "Liuyu and I hit it off at first sight, and I can't ignore her if she has something." ”

"Hit it off at first sight?" The boy's voice was deep, and the pitch at the end was raised.

"Hmm." Chu Jiujiu hummed softly.

The two fell silent for a moment again.

After a long time, the gray-shirted young man in front of him moved, and instead of moving forward, he turned his head suddenly, and a pair of eagle eyes looked at "him".

Chu Jiujiu saw a rare look of sadness in those eyes.

"Hua Qi'an, what do you think of me?"

That day, Su's hands were placed on both sides, clenched and loosened, and in the face of Hua Qi'an, even if he was sad and angry, no matter how uncontrollable his emotions were, he could endure a lot.

At least you won't be impulsive enough to kill people and drink blood to ease your emotions.

Even if he roared loudly at Hua Qi'an and got angry, he couldn't do it, and he would become unrecognizable to himself every time.

He dislikes his own annoyance, is as calculating as a child, is easily aggrieved, and loves to be jealous.

Chu Jiujiu stretched out his hand and touched his head, and smiled like a child: "What's wrong with you?" Friends, of course. ”

But the young man in front of him was not the same as usual, smirking innocently as if nothing had happened, and he didn't get along as usual.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were gradually filled with tears, and he was struggling to keep it from falling.

Chu Jiujiu was stunned in his heart, "he" panicked, and the movements in his hands also paused, and he moved his hands away, hanging to his sides at a loss.

I saw the gray-shirted young man say hoarsely: "Hua Qi'an, do you know how we came here for most of the month you were away?" Have you ever asked? I seem to be an outsider in everything, you are very tired every day, so tired that you can fall asleep after dinner, every time you are sent back, your brows are furrowed when you sleep, do you know how distressed I am? ”

"Everyone, everything is more important than me, I'm not angry at who you brought here, I'm just angry that your energy is focused on others, what about yourself?"

That day, Su clenched his fists, his voice was choked, and he pulled up the arm of the little boy in the aqua blue robe, and a red mark was clearly visible on the white skin covered by the aqua blue gown: "Hua Qi'an, don't you know that it hurts?" ”

Chu Jiu was stunned.

"He" didn't even notice that his arm was hurt.

When was it hurt?

It may be that the moment the three guards of the Chen family fell down, "he" raised his arm to block it, and accidentally scratched it, the injury was very shallow, and the blood only soaked the inner lining, and did not seep out, so that "he" himself did not notice.

Only then did he feel a slight tingling sensation in his arm.

It's just that I don't have a sad heart at the moment.

Looking at Risu who was holding back tears in front of him and swirling in his red eyes, a sense of suffocation rose in "his" heart.

yes, that day Su didn't know anything.

For more than half a month, there was no doctor in the prayer hall, how did he live?

How did you get to know so many herbs in half a month?

How to recognize the word of these herbs?

And how did you learn to dry herbs?

"He" didn't ask a word, and seemed to take it all for granted.

It's "he" who is wrong.

Chu Jiujiu's gaze fell on the arm held by the gray-shirted young man, "That day Su, I'm sorry." ”

The gray-shirted young man didn't speak, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and poured it on the red mark on the little boy's arm, and the tears could no longer hold back the tears flowing down his cheeks.

"Narisu." Chu Jiujiu called softly.

"Hmm." Na Risu's nasal voice was very strong, and he squeezed out a word in his hoarse throat.

The calluses on his palms are not thick, but they are clearly visible, and the red marks touched by his fingertips are very light, it is hard to imagine that those murderous hands are carefully smearing the wound medicine for Chu Jiu at this moment.

As if he was touching a rare treasure, for fear of hurting the little boy in the aqua blue robe in front of him, he leaned over and gently blew the cool breeze to reduce the pain on his arm.

"Nari Su, where did you get this medicine?"

"You fell to the ground just now, and I saw that you wiped the woman, and I thought it should be for the treatment of external injuries, so I picked it up." That day, Su finished applying the medicine and handed the white porcelain bottle to "him".

Chu Jiujiu took it, he was in a trance for a while, only to hear the thick male voice sound again, his red eyes lit up, and because he was washed with tears, his eyes were transparent: "Since you don't ask, then I don't mind telling you." ”

"That day......

Before Chu Jiujiu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Soda that day, "You just have to rest, Lao Tzu, just listen." ”

That's not so tiring that you can't even speak.

His voice seemed to be an order, but it was inexplicably comforting and moving.

"In that half a month, the threshold of Qi'an Hall was almost broken, and there were many outsiders queuing up at the door, waiting for a day, no matter how they rushed, they couldn't get rid of it, and they naturally started to make trouble before they arrived."

"Troublemaker?" Chu Jiu asked in surprise.

"Well, they are afraid of this knife, so naturally they don't dare to do anything to us." Nari Su shrugged his shoulders, and the big knife was on his shoulder, up and down.

"That's good."

"That's not what I'm trying to say." He glanced downstairs and saw that there was no one, everyone should be resting upstairs, "Follow me." ”

Chu Jiujiu was jerked, and one of them did not stand firm and rested his head against his broad back.

At this moment, the violent heartbeat of the gray-shirted boy could be clearly heard.

Thump...

Thump!

"Nari Su, why is your heart beating so fast and you are not feeling well?"

"Why is your body getting hotter and hotter? Is it a fever? ”

As he spoke, Chu Jiujiu helped the gray-shirted young man's back, let himself stand up successfully, walked on the left side of the stairs, brushed Na Risu's shoulder, stood in front of him, one step lower than him, and looked up at him.

Chu Jiujiu stretched out his hand and probed his head.

Isn't it hot?

Why is this face getting redder and redder?

Same as congestion?

"Narisu." Chu Jiujiu called softly.

The day in front of him seemed to be frozen there, his face was red to the back of his ears, his eyes didn't even dare to raise it, and he looked at the little boy in the aqua blue robe, bent over again and stared up at him.

That day Su looked up suddenly, "That...... Be...... It was too hot. ”

"Keep up!"

The gray-shirted young man took three steps and made two steps down the steps, walked to the medicine cabinet full of names of medicinal herbs as if fleeing for his life, glanced at Chu Jiujiu behind him, turned around and pointed to one of the medicine cabinets and said, "This is Angelica ......"

"Deer antler velvet..."

"Xue Zilan..."

“……”