Chapter 4: 4
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Inside the Yangxin hall, the furnishings are exquisitely arranged and all the ornaments are of great value. The interior of the house is very prosperous, and the indoor temperature is like spring all the year round.
In contrast, the green bamboo pavilion where Wei Lian lives is really poor.
The palace people lifted the bead curtain, and Ji Yue carried Wei Lian into the bedroom hall, opened the curtain and put him on the Dragon couch.
As soon as he touched the soft bed, Wei Lian was so comfortable that he didn't want to get up and wanted to roll on it.
What kind of fairy life did the king of Qin lead.
The small wooden bed in the green bamboo pavilion was so terrible that Wei Lian could not even turn over. Without saying anything, he felt resentful for a long time.
Wei Lian felt dizzy. He thought he was suffering from the cold. It's unreasonable to stay in the snow for such a long time. There's nothing wrong with it.
Wei Lian did not know what he looked like in the eyes of the king of Qin.
In Ji Yue's eyes, he enjoyed a beautiful painting.
The beauty closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long, her cheeks were red, her green silk was spread on her bed, and her slender fingers unconsciously grasped the brocade quilt. Frowning, tolerant and fragile.
The end of the body is the appearance of the diseased bone, which is extremely elegant.
"Go and ask the grand physician." Ji ordered in a low voice.
Palace people bend their knees: "Nuo."
Ji Yue stopped him: "and, another bowl of ginger soup."
The palace man was stunned and saluted again.
Turning around, I thought that Wei Shijun was really lucky.
He has served his majesty for so many years and has never seen his majesty care about anyone.
Wei Lian felt uncomfortable, but he was not confused.
He is a man who grew up in the dangerous situation of the deep palace. He will keep himself sober under any circumstances, so as not to let himself fall into the situation of being slaughtered by others.
But he still pretended to be confused, his eyes closed and his posture weak.
He didn't want to talk to the king of Qin for the time being.
It's not necessary to say wrong words and be cut off your tongue.
His dim brain is not so bright now. He can think of many words in an instant to let himself escape punishment.
The great doctor came soon and felt Wei Lian's pulse.
Wei Lian's hands are very beautiful. Ten fingers such as jade, wrist slender, women's catkin is not as good as him.
The more Ji noticed, it was the thin cocoon at the tiger's mouth.
That's the cocoon of martial arts practitioners.
Ji Yue Mou color slightly deep.
According to his investigation results, gongzilian can't use martial arts.
Is it the assassin sent by the state of Chu to assassinate him?
Or is it detailed?
The imperial physician soon finished the diagnosis and bowed to the king of Qin and said, "my highness, Wei Shijun is cold and has a high fever. I can take the medicine by prescribing the medicine."
Ji more light voice: "show him knee."
The doctor is slightly Leng, but still rolls Wei Lian's profanity trousers to the knee, revealing a section of white leg.
The knee is black and blue, falling on the snow-white skin, shocking.
The doctor was shocked. The injury was clearly caused by kneeling for a long time
The emperor's heart is unpredictable. The grand doctor did not dare to think deeply. After a little examination, he said to Ji Yue: "although it is serious, fortunately, it is all skin trauma. You can be cured by smearing some ointment."
Ji more smile: "that still don't give him wipe?"
Do you expect him to give medicine to others?
The great doctor hesitated: "there will be pain when smearing the injury medicine. If you use Yurong ointment, it will be painless and effective. I don't know, your majesty... "
Yurong paste is precious, and only your majesty can use it on weekdays. Now your majesty is too bold to ask.
Ji Yue's smile did not decrease, but what she said hurt people: "a proton also matches Yurong ointment? It's a great honor to give him such medicine. "
Doctor body a shake: "Nuo."
He thought that his Majesty's invitation to him to see Wei Shijun was heartbreaking.
Sure enough, he thought too much. No one can love your majesty. Poor Wei Shijun, a beautiful woman, met such a merciless king as your majesty.
Taiyi is an old man and has grandchildren at home, which is similar to Wei Lian's. No matter how much I hate the people of Chu, I can't help feeling compassion when I see Wei Lian who is so miserable at a young age.
Wei Lian closed his eyes and listened to the conversation between the king of Qin and the imperial physician clearly. In his heart, he wrote down a pen to the king of Qin.
The great doctor took out the medicine from the medicine box, wiped a little, and carefully touched Wei Lian's knee.
Almost in the moment of encounter, Wei Liantong cried out with pain, and his brows frowned more tightly.
Too doctor hand a meal, see Ji more expression unchanged, just bite teeth, and wipe down.
Wei Lian immediately contained a cry, grabbed Ji Yue's sleeve, and unconsciously called: "Niang, don't go..."
Ji Yue, who was suddenly upgraded to his mother's mother, said:
The doctor also trembled and suspected that he would be killed.
Ji lower eyes, want to put the sleeve back, who knows the young people in the disease pull the sleeve is still very strong, temporarily can't loose.
Ji more and more impatient, want to shake off, the youth and dumb voice called a sentence: " It hurts a lot"Mother Don't leave ah lien behind. " In his dream, the young man showed an extremely fragile appearance, "I miss you so much I feel terrible... "
Ji Yue's strength suddenly loosened.
He let Wei Lian drag his sleeve, cold voice to the doctor: "use Yurong ointment. Shut him up. "
Doctor Tai: "I'm sorry No
Did he witness the birth of your Majesty's nemesis???
Yurong ointment was painless, and Chu had a quick effect. When he used the guard, he didn't cry for pain. He also let go of the hand holding the sleeve of the king of Qin.
The pain is actually within the scope of Wei Lian's tolerance. But clearly can not pain, why does he have to endure pain? Wei Lian knew when he was very young that people should be good to themselves. And any benefits must be won by ourselves.
What's more, if you can call "mother" to answer the king of Qin, why not.
It's just a play. Weilian business is very skilled.
As early as in the palace of the state of Chu, he had practiced this skill.
With Yurong ointment, the injury on the knee can be seen with naked eyes, and it can be cured in a day or two.
After daubing the ointment, the doctor bowed off and left the space for them.
Ji Yue looked at the young man on the couch with a look of sarcasm.
Since he had checked on gongzilian, he knew that Wei Lian's biological mother had died early. There was only one adopted mother, Yan Fei, who also gave birth to gongziyan.
Gongziyan ranked ninth and was born after gongzilian. The more Ji doesn't have to think about it, the more she knows what idea Yan Fei's adoption of Wei Lian is. It's nothing more than looking for a son. Later, with his own son, adopted son became less important. Otherwise, Wei Lian would not be sent as an abandoned son of the state of Chu.
Such a woman, but let the youth heart.
I don't know if it's true or false.
Thinking, ginger soup has been sent, medicine is still boiling. The more Ji picked up the young man, he poured the whole bowl of ginger soup mercilessly.
"Cough..." Wei Lian was so agitated that he couldn't put on any more. He pretended to wake up and coughed.
…… He has to wake up if he doesn't wake up. With such a rude irrigation method, the king of Qin clearly wanted to choke him to death.
"You're awake." Ji Yue skin smile meat does not smile, "oneself drank ginger soup."
The young man looked at him blankly, and his expression was worried: "you are..."
I'm not awake yet.
Ji ordered coldly: "drink. If you don't drink, go out and kneel for another two hours. "
The young man was stunned and a little aggrieved, but he still took the bowl and drank it down in one gulp. It seemed that he was really afraid that Ji Yue would punish him on his knees again.
He is very beautiful, even if he gulps soup, his movements are elegant and gentle. At the end of the mouth stained with a little soup, and carefully licked with the tip of the tongue, like a lazy cute cat.
Ji more see suddenly some dry mouth.
At this time, the palace man came in with a medicine bowl and said, "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."
Ji Yue began to take medicine bowl: "back down."
"No
When the palace man left, Ji Yue turned around and saw the young man shrink back in horror: "I don't want to drink this!"
Ji more squinted: "what do you say?"
No one has ever dared to say no to the king of Qin.
The young man shook his head and folded his knees at the head of the bed: "I smell the medicine The medicine is bitter. I don't want to drink it
Ji Yue threatened: "don't drink or kneel."
The youth still shakes his head: "I don't want it."
Ji Yue voice a cold: "four hours."
Four hours is a night of kneeling.
Youth red eyes in the eye way: "you let me continue to kneel! I'd rather die on my knees than drink medicine. "
Ji Yue almost laughed.
He did not know that Wei Lian was so childish after his illness, but he was not the same as the gentle and quiet young man he saw during the day.
I'm really confused.
Wei Lian is not really confused, nor is he really unable to drink medicine.
He has suffered all kinds of hardships. Is he still afraid of this bowl of medicine?
He just did it to the right extent.
He must be cautious when he is sober. Only by this time can he show a different side and attract the king of Qin.
Wei Lian is also trying to test the bottom line of the king of Qin to tolerate him and strive for greater freedom for himself in the future.
Once beyond this level, he naturally knows to stop when he is good.
Now it seems that It seems that the king of Qin is still eating it.
At least he didn't really get him out on his knees.
"Do you want Gu to feed you in person?" Ji Yue asked.
Wei Lian said nothing.
He didn't think the king of Qin would be so kind.
Sure enough, Ji Yue's next sentence is: "since you don't drink medicine, it's useless to keep your tongue. Just cut it."
Wei Lian:
He knew it!
He didn't dare to try.
He always felt that if he continued to do so, he would change his face and cut his tongue.Looks like a beauty, born a pair of snake and scorpion heart.
Wei Lian looks frightened. With a bitter face, he picks up the spoon and drinks the medicine in a small mouth.
Just see bottom, can't wait to bowl a bright: "look, I'm finished."
Well, the sweetheart has already been prepared.
Wei Lian: Oh, slap me and give me a sweet jujube. Do you think it can eliminate my determination to kill you?
Wei Lian: "one is not enough. I want one."
Ji Yue a Leng, then happily low smile.
"You are more interesting than before."
Wei Lian thought: does the king of Qin like this one?
It's a little silly and sweet.
It's OK. He can do it.
Wei Lian looked at Ji Yue seriously: "well, is there anything else?"
Ji Yue smile: "yes."
"But you'll have to bathe first, and then taste it when you come back."
A body of cold, or to soak a hot soup to go cold.
Wei Lian cleverly said, "good."
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Inside the Yangxin hall, the furnishings are exquisitely arranged and all the ornaments are of great value. The interior of the house is very prosperous, and the indoor temperature is like spring all the year round.
In contrast, the green bamboo pavilion where Wei Lian lives is really poor.
The palace people lifted the bead curtain, and Ji Yue carried Wei Lian into the bedroom hall, opened the curtain and put him on the Dragon couch.
As soon as he touched the soft bed, Wei Lian was so comfortable that he didn't want to get up and wanted to roll on it.
What kind of fairy life did the king of Qin lead.
The small wooden bed in the green bamboo pavilion was so terrible that Wei Lian could not even turn over. Without saying anything, he felt resentful for a long time.
Wei Lian felt dizzy. He thought he was suffering from the cold. It's unreasonable to stay in the snow for such a long time. There's nothing wrong with it.
Wei Lian did not know what he looked like in the eyes of the king of Qin.
In Ji Yue's eyes, he enjoyed a beautiful painting.
The beauty closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long, her cheeks were red, her green silk was spread on her bed, and her slender fingers unconsciously grasped the brocade quilt. Frowning, tolerant and fragile.
The end of the body is the appearance of the diseased bone, which is extremely elegant.
"Go and ask the grand physician." Ji ordered in a low voice.
Palace people bend their knees: "Nuo."
Ji Yue stopped him: "and, another bowl of ginger soup."
The palace man was stunned and saluted again.
Turning around, I thought that Wei Shijun was really lucky.
He has served his majesty for so many years and has never seen his majesty care about anyone.
Wei Lian felt uncomfortable, but he was not confused.
He is a man who grew up in the dangerous situation of the deep palace. He will keep himself sober under any circumstances, so as not to let himself fall into the situation of being slaughtered by others.
But he still pretended to be confused, his eyes closed and his posture weak.
He didn't want to talk to the king of Qin for the time being.
It's not necessary to say wrong words and be cut off your tongue.
His dim brain is not so bright now. He can think of many words in an instant to let himself escape punishment.
The great doctor came soon and felt Wei Lian's pulse.
Wei Lian's hands are very beautiful. Ten fingers such as jade, wrist slender, women's catkin is not as good as him.
The more Ji noticed, it was the thin cocoon at the tiger's mouth.
That's the cocoon of martial arts practitioners.
Ji Yue Mou color slightly deep.
According to his investigation results, gongzilian can't use martial arts.
Is it the assassin sent by the state of Chu to assassinate him?
Or is it detailed?
The imperial physician soon finished the diagnosis and bowed to the king of Qin and said, "my highness, Wei Shijun is cold and has a high fever. I can take the medicine by prescribing the medicine."
Ji more light voice: "show him knee."
The doctor is slightly Leng, but still rolls Wei Lian's profanity trousers to the knee, revealing a section of white leg.
The knee is black and blue, falling on the snow-white skin, shocking.
The doctor was shocked. The injury was clearly caused by kneeling for a long time
The emperor's heart is unpredictable. The grand doctor did not dare to think deeply. After a little examination, he said to Ji Yue: "although it is serious, fortunately, it is all skin trauma. You can be cured by smearing some ointment."
Ji more smile: "that still don't give him wipe?"
Do you expect him to give medicine to others?
The great doctor hesitated: "there will be pain when smearing the injury medicine. If you use Yurong ointment, it will be painless and effective. I don't know, your majesty... "
Yurong paste is precious, and only your majesty can use it on weekdays. Now your majesty is too bold to ask.
Ji Yue's smile did not decrease, but what she said hurt people: "a proton also matches Yurong ointment? It's a great honor to give him such medicine. "
Doctor body a shake: "Nuo."
He thought that his Majesty's invitation to him to see Wei Shijun was heartbreaking.
Sure enough, he thought too much. No one can love your majesty. Poor Wei Shijun, a beautiful woman, met such a merciless king as your majesty.
Taiyi is an old man and has grandchildren at home, which is similar to Wei Lian's. No matter how much I hate the people of Chu, I can't help feeling compassion when I see Wei Lian who is so miserable at a young age.
Wei Lian closed his eyes and listened to the conversation between the king of Qin and the imperial physician clearly. In his heart, he wrote down a pen to the king of Qin.
The great doctor took out the medicine from the medicine box, wiped a little, and carefully touched Wei Lian's knee.
Almost in the moment of encounter, Wei Liantong cried out with pain, and his brows frowned more tightly.
Too doctor hand a meal, see Ji more expression unchanged, just bite teeth, and wipe down.
Wei Lian immediately contained a cry, grabbed Ji Yue's sleeve, and unconsciously called: "Niang, don't go..."
Ji Yue, who was suddenly upgraded to his mother's mother, said:
The doctor also trembled and suspected that he would be killed.
Ji lower eyes, want to put the sleeve back, who knows the young people in the disease pull the sleeve is still very strong, temporarily can't loose.
Ji more and more impatient, want to shake off, the youth and dumb voice called a sentence: " It hurts a lot"Mother Don't leave ah lien behind. " In his dream, the young man showed an extremely fragile appearance, "I miss you so much I feel terrible... "
Ji Yue's strength suddenly loosened.
He let Wei Lian drag his sleeve, cold voice to the doctor: "use Yurong ointment. Shut him up. "
Doctor Tai: "I'm sorry No
Did he witness the birth of your Majesty's nemesis???
Yurong ointment was painless, and Chu had a quick effect. When he used the guard, he didn't cry for pain. He also let go of the hand holding the sleeve of the king of Qin.
The pain is actually within the scope of Wei Lian's tolerance. But clearly can not pain, why does he have to endure pain? Wei Lian knew when he was very young that people should be good to themselves. And any benefits must be won by ourselves.
What's more, if you can call "mother" to answer the king of Qin, why not.
It's just a play. Weilian business is very skilled.
As early as in the palace of the state of Chu, he had practiced this skill.
With Yurong ointment, the injury on the knee can be seen with naked eyes, and it can be cured in a day or two.
After daubing the ointment, the doctor bowed off and left the space for them.
Ji Yue looked at the young man on the couch with a look of sarcasm.
Since he had checked on gongzilian, he knew that Wei Lian's biological mother had died early. There was only one adopted mother, Yan Fei, who also gave birth to gongziyan.
Gongziyan ranked ninth and was born after gongzilian. The more Ji doesn't have to think about it, the more she knows what idea Yan Fei's adoption of Wei Lian is. It's nothing more than looking for a son. Later, with his own son, adopted son became less important. Otherwise, Wei Lian would not be sent as an abandoned son of the state of Chu.
Such a woman, but let the youth heart.
I don't know if it's true or false.
Thinking, ginger soup has been sent, medicine is still boiling. The more Ji picked up the young man, he poured the whole bowl of ginger soup mercilessly.
"Cough..." Wei Lian was so agitated that he couldn't put on any more. He pretended to wake up and coughed.
…… He has to wake up if he doesn't wake up. With such a rude irrigation method, the king of Qin clearly wanted to choke him to death.
"You're awake." Ji Yue skin smile meat does not smile, "oneself drank ginger soup."
The young man looked at him blankly, and his expression was worried: "you are..."
I'm not awake yet.
Ji ordered coldly: "drink. If you don't drink, go out and kneel for another two hours. "
The young man was stunned and a little aggrieved, but he still took the bowl and drank it down in one gulp. It seemed that he was really afraid that Ji Yue would punish him on his knees again.
He is very beautiful, even if he gulps soup, his movements are elegant and gentle. At the end of the mouth stained with a little soup, and carefully licked with the tip of the tongue, like a lazy cute cat.
Ji more see suddenly some dry mouth.
At this time, the palace man came in with a medicine bowl and said, "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."
Ji Yue began to take medicine bowl: "back down."
"No
When the palace man left, Ji Yue turned around and saw the young man shrink back in horror: "I don't want to drink this!"
Ji more squinted: "what do you say?"
No one has ever dared to say no to the king of Qin.
The young man shook his head and folded his knees at the head of the bed: "I smell the medicine The medicine is bitter. I don't want to drink it
Ji Yue threatened: "don't drink or kneel."
The youth still shakes his head: "I don't want it."
Ji Yue voice a cold: "four hours."
Four hours is a night of kneeling.
Youth red eyes in the eye way: "you let me continue to kneel! I'd rather die on my knees than drink medicine. "
Ji Yue almost laughed.
He did not know that Wei Lian was so childish after his illness, but he was not the same as the gentle and quiet young man he saw during the day.
I'm really confused.
Wei Lian is not really confused, nor is he really unable to drink medicine.
He has suffered all kinds of hardships. Is he still afraid of this bowl of medicine?
He just did it to the right extent.
He must be cautious when he is sober. Only by this time can he show a different side and attract the king of Qin.
Wei Lian is also trying to test the bottom line of the king of Qin to tolerate him and strive for greater freedom for himself in the future.
Once beyond this level, he naturally knows to stop when he is good.
Now it seems that It seems that the king of Qin is still eating it.
At least he didn't really get him out on his knees.
"Do you want Gu to feed you in person?" Ji Yue asked.
Wei Lian said nothing.
He didn't think the king of Qin would be so kind.
Sure enough, Ji Yue's next sentence is: "since you don't drink medicine, it's useless to keep your tongue. Just cut it."
Wei Lian:
He knew it!
He didn't dare to try.
He always felt that if he continued to do so, he would change his face and cut his tongue.Looks like a beauty, born a pair of snake and scorpion heart.
Wei Lian looks frightened. With a bitter face, he picks up the spoon and drinks the medicine in a small mouth.
Just see bottom, can't wait to bowl a bright: "look, I'm finished."
Well, the sweetheart has already been prepared.
Wei Lian: Oh, slap me and give me a sweet jujube. Do you think it can eliminate my determination to kill you?
Wei Lian: "one is not enough. I want one."
Ji Yue a Leng, then happily low smile.
"You are more interesting than before."
Wei Lian thought: does the king of Qin like this one?
It's a little silly and sweet.
It's OK. He can do it.
Wei Lian looked at Ji Yue seriously: "well, is there anything else?"
Ji Yue smile: "yes."
"But you'll have to bathe first, and then taste it when you come back."
A body of cold, or to soak a hot soup to go cold.
Wei Lian cleverly said, "good."
Inside the Yangxin hall, the furnishings are exquisitely arranged and all the ornaments are of great value. The interior of the house is very prosperous, and the indoor temperature is like spring all the year round. In contrast, the green bamboo pavilion where Wei Lian lives is really poor. The palace people lifted the bead curtain, and Ji Yue carried Wei Lian into the bedroom hall, opened the curtain and put him on the Dragon couch. As soon as he touched the soft bed, Wei Lian was so comfortable that he didn't want to get up and wanted to roll on it. What kind of fairy life did the king of Qin lead. The small wooden bed in the green bamboo pavilion was so terrible that Wei Lian could not even turn over. Without saying anything, he felt resentful for a long time. Wei Lian felt dizzy. He thought he was suffering from the cold. It's unreasonable to stay in the snow for such a long time. There's nothing wrong with it. Wei Lian did not know what he looked like in the eyes of the king of Qin. In Ji Yue's eyes, he enjoyed a beautiful painting. The beauty closed her eyes, her eyelashes were long, her cheeks were red, her green silk was spread on her bed, and her slender fingers unconsciously grasped the brocade quilt. Frowning, tolerant and fragile. The end of the body is the appearance of the diseased bone, which is extremely elegant. "Go and ask the grand physician." Ji ordered in a low voice. Palace people bend their knees: "Nuo." Ji Yue stopped him: "and, another bowl of ginger soup." The palace man was stunned and saluted again. Turning around, I thought that Wei Shijun was really lucky. He has served his majesty for so many years and has never seen his majesty care about anyone. Wei Lian felt uncomfortable, but he was not confused. He is a man who grew up in the dangerous situation of the deep palace. He will keep himself sober under any circumstances, so as not to let himself fall into the situation of being slaughtered by others. But he still pretended to be confused, his eyes closed and his posture weak. He didn't want to talk to the king of Qin for the time being. It's not necessary to say wrong words and be cut off your tongue. His dim brain is not so bright now. He can think of many words in an instant to let himself escape punishment. The great doctor came soon and felt Wei Lian's pulse. Wei Lian's hands are very beautiful. Ten fingers such as jade, wrist slender, women's catkin is not as good as him. The more Ji noticed, it was the thin cocoon at the tiger's mouth. That's the cocoon of martial arts practitioners. Ji Yue Mou color slightly deep. According to his investigation results, gongzilian can't use martial arts. Is it the assassin sent by the state of Chu to assassinate him? Or is it detailed? The imperial physician soon finished the diagnosis and bowed to the king of Qin and said, "my highness, Wei Shijun is cold and has a high fever. I can take the medicine by prescribing the medicine." Ji more light voice: "show him knee." The doctor is slightly Leng, but still rolls Wei Lian's profanity trousers to the knee, revealing a section of white leg. The knee is black and blue, falling on the snow-white skin, shocking. The doctor was shocked. The injury was clearly caused by kneeling for a long time The emperor's heart is unpredictable. The grand doctor did not dare to think deeply. After a little examination, he said to Ji Yue: "although it is serious, fortunately, it is all skin trauma. You can be cured by smearing some ointment." Ji more smile: "that still don't give him wipe?" Do you expect him to give medicine to others? The great doctor hesitated: "there will be pain when smearing the injury medicine. If you use Yurong ointment, it will be painless and effective. I don't know, your majesty... " Yurong paste is precious, and only your majesty can use it on weekdays. Now your majesty is too bold to ask. Ji Yue's smile did not decrease, but what she said hurt people: "a proton also matches Yurong ointment? It's a great honor to give him such medicine. " Doctor body a shake: "Nuo." He thought that his Majesty's invitation to him to see Wei Shijun was heartbreaking. Sure enough, he thought too much. No one can love your majesty. Poor Wei Shijun, a beautiful woman, met such a merciless king as your majesty. Taiyi is an old man and has grandchildren at home, which is similar to Wei Lian's. No matter how much I hate the people of Chu, I can't help feeling compassion when I see Wei Lian who is so miserable at a young age. Wei Lian closed his eyes and listened to the conversation between the king of Qin and the imperial physician clearly. In his heart, he wrote down a pen to the king of Qin. The great doctor took out the medicine from the medicine box, wiped a little, and carefully touched Wei Lian's knee. Almost in the moment of encounter, Wei Liantong cried out with pain, and his brows frowned more tightly. Too doctor hand a meal, see Ji more expression unchanged, just bite teeth, and wipe down. Wei Lian immediately contained a cry, grabbed Ji Yue's sleeve, and unconsciously called: "Niang, don't go..." Ji Yue, who was suddenly upgraded to his mother's mother, said: The doctor also trembled and suspected that he would be killed. Ji lower eyes, want to put the sleeve back, who knows the young people in the disease pull the sleeve is still very strong, temporarily can't loose. Ji more and more impatient, want to shake off, the youth and dumb voice called a sentence: " It hurts a lot"Mother Don't leave ah lien behind. " In his dream, the young man showed an extremely fragile appearance, "I miss you so much I feel terrible... " Ji Yue's strength suddenly loosened. He let Wei Lian drag his sleeve, cold voice to the doctor: "use Yurong ointment. Shut him up. " Doctor Tai: "I'm sorry No Did he witness the birth of your Majesty's nemesis??? Yurong ointment was painless, and Chu had a quick effect. When he used the guard, he didn't cry for pain. He also let go of the hand holding the sleeve of the king of Qin. The pain is actually within the scope of Wei Lian's tolerance. But clearly can not pain, why does he have to endure pain? Wei Lian knew when he was very young that people should be good to themselves. And any benefits must be won by ourselves. What's more, if you can call "mother" to answer the king of Qin, why not. It's just a play. Weilian business is very skilled. As early as in the palace of the state of Chu, he had practiced this skill. With Yurong ointment, the injury on the knee can be seen with naked eyes, and it can be cured in a day or two. After daubing the ointment, the doctor bowed off and left the space for them. Ji Yue looked at the young man on the couch with a look of sarcasm. Since he had checked on gongzilian, he knew that Wei Lian's biological mother had died early. There was only one adopted mother, Yan Fei, who also gave birth to gongziyan. Gongziyan ranked ninth and was born after gongzilian. The more Ji doesn't have to think about it, the more she knows what idea Yan Fei's adoption of Wei Lian is. It's nothing more than looking for a son. Later, with his own son, adopted son became less important. Otherwise, Wei Lian would not be sent as an abandoned son of the state of Chu. Such a woman, but let the youth heart. I don't know if it's true or false. Thinking, ginger soup has been sent, medicine is still boiling. The more Ji picked up the young man, he poured the whole bowl of ginger soup mercilessly. "Cough..." Wei Lian was so agitated that he couldn't put on any more. He pretended to wake up and coughed. He has to wake up if he doesn't wake up. With such a rude irrigation method, the king of Qin clearly wanted to choke him to death. "You're awake." Ji Yue skin smile meat does not smile, "oneself drank ginger soup." The young man looked at him blankly, and his expression was worried: "you are..." I'm not awake yet. Ji ordered coldly: "drink. If you don't drink, go out and kneel for another two hours. " The young man was stunned and a little aggrieved, but he still took the bowl and drank it down in one gulp. It seemed that he was really afraid that Ji Yue would punish him on his knees again. He is very beautiful, even if he gulps soup, his movements are elegant and gentle. At the end of the mouth stained with a little soup, and carefully licked with the tip of the tongue, like a lazy cute cat. Ji more see suddenly some dry mouth. At this time, the palace man came in with a medicine bowl and said, "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready." Ji Yue began to take medicine bowl: "back down." "No When the palace man left, Ji Yue turned around and saw the young man shrink back in horror: "I don't want to drink this!" Ji more squinted: "what do you say?" No one has ever dared to say no to the king of Qin. The young man shook his head and folded his knees at the head of the bed: "I smell the medicine The medicine is bitter. I don't want to drink it Ji Yue threatened: "don't drink or kneel." The youth still shakes his head: "I don't want it." Ji Yue voice a cold: "four hours." Four hours is a night of kneeling. Youth red eyes in the eye way: "you let me continue to kneel! I'd rather die on my knees than drink medicine. " Ji Yue almost laughed. He did not know that Wei Lian was so childish after his illness, but he was not the same as the gentle and quiet young man he saw during the day. I'm really confused. Wei Lian is not really confused, nor is he really unable to drink medicine. He has suffered all kinds of hardships. Is he still afraid of this bowl of medicine? He just did it to the right extent. He must be cautious when he is sober. Only by this time can he show a different side and attract the king of Qin. Wei Lian is also trying to test the bottom line of the king of Qin to tolerate him and strive for greater freedom for himself in the future. Once beyond this level, he naturally knows to stop when he is good. Now it seems that It seems that the king of Qin is still eating it. At least he didn't really get him out on his knees. "Do you want Gu to feed you in person?" Ji Yue asked. Wei Lian said nothing. He didn't think the king of Qin would be so kind. Sure enough, Ji Yue's next sentence is: "since you don't drink medicine, it's useless to keep your tongue. Just cut it." Wei Lian: He knew it! He didn't dare to try. He always felt that if he continued to do so, he would change his face and cut his tongue.Looks like a beauty, born a pair of snake and scorpion heart. Wei Lian looks frightened. With a bitter face, he picks up the spoon and drinks the medicine in a small mouth. Just see bottom, can't wait to bowl a bright: "look, I'm finished." Well, the sweetheart has already been prepared. Wei Lian: Oh, slap me and give me a sweet jujube. Do you think it can eliminate my determination to kill you? Wei Lian: "one is not enough. I want one." Ji Yue a Leng, then happily low smile. "You are more interesting than before." Wei Lian thought: does the king of Qin like this one? It's a little silly and sweet. It's OK. He can do it. Wei Lian looked at Ji Yue seriously: "well, is there anything else?" Ji Yue smile: "yes." "But you'll have to bathe first, and then taste it when you come back." A body of cold, or to soak a hot soup to go cold. Wei Lian cleverly said, "good."
