webnovelvip Chapter 74 Misfortune 9
Chapter 74 Misfortune 9
After the blood jade bracelet was so angry that the seven orifices smoked, the face and mood were happy, and then the body relaxed a little, and slowly opened his eyes.
Sure enough, his happiness had to be based on the pain of the little bracelet.
Seeing that he woke up, Chu Zhuo looked happy: "You're awake, do you have a headache?"
Looking at the hourglass, it is already midnight, and Chu Zhuo has been guarding the bedside.
His eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that if he didn't wake up, he wouldn't be able to close his eyes for a whole night.
How can a heart patient stay up all night like this.
But Chu Zhuo's body is not so weak.The original King of Chu fought and killed all day long, and died of illness until he was 26 years old. His heart can be said to be very strong.
It's just that this powerful heart can endure thousands of troops, life and death, but it can't bear tolerance and the slightest fright.
Rong Yu uttered the word "um" in a nasal voice. His head was heavy, his face was pale, and his skin was pale. His nasal voice was as soft as a cat's low hum.
The little milk cat moaned, "It hurts."
Chu Zhuo originally wanted to blame him for being self-willed and reckless, but now he couldn't bear to say anything: "Gu help you get up and drink the medicine."
Rong Yu: What a cruel heart!
Why can't you bear it, this sentence is more lethal than all scolding.
Rong Yu turned his head to the inside, expressing his firm refusal with action.
Chu Zhuo couldn't let him go any longer: "This time? You can't be willful any more. It's because of you during the day that this result happened. When you fainted, Gu Zhen..."
Really freaking out.
Cardiac arrest, nothing more.
Rong Yu closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Chu Zhuo picked up the medicine bowl and blew it: "Gu just poured it."
Rong Yu pursed her lips tightly, pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and retracted herself into the quilt so that she could not see Chu Zhuo.
Chu Zhuo: "..."
"Angry? Do you ignore Gu?"
Chu Zhuo looked at the bulging quilt on the bed, and sighed: "Why are you angry? Gu should be angry? I was thinking of giving you a surprise at night, but you are better off, giving Gu a fright..."
Rong Yu lifted the quilt again and sat up: "What surprise?"
Chu Zhuo: "...This action is really fast."
He unfolded a painting in front of Rong Yu's eyes: "I drew it for you."
Rong and eyes fell on the painting.
It is a red plum blossom in the snow.
Just like what you saw in the daytime, a black-painted tree branch stretches out in the wind and snow, and gorgeous red plum blossoms bloom on the branch. There is no cold wind blowing off the petals in the painting, and it will be frozen in this place forever. screen.
With just a few strokes, the soul of the plum blossom is drawn.
The ink on the painting is still wet, and it looks like it was painted not long ago.
Rong Yu looked at it for a while and said, "You have been drawing this all afternoon?"
"Yes." Chu Zhuo said, "Didn't you say that you want to draw it down and let it bloom on the branches forever."
Rong Yu withdrew his gaze: "You don't even approve the papers, you are just busy with this, you are not doing your job properly."
Chu Zhuo put away the painting: "It's fine if you like it or not."
Rong Yu poured cold water: "The painting is so ugly, I don't like it."
Blood Jade Bracelet: Open your eyes and tell nonsense, Lord God is much better at drawing than you.
But this time? The blood jade bracelet learned to be smart, but secretly slandered, and didn't say it out for Rong Yu to hear.It is afraid that another firewood will be added to the crematorium of the Lord God.
Although it's too late, the flames are already burning brightly, not short of this? A handful of firewood...
"Is it that ugly?" Chu Zhuo didn't believe it.
"Gu is not only good at fighting and killing." Chu Zhuo seemed to boast, "I was born in a royal family, how could I not be contaminated with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although I am not as good at painting as you, it is not bad. You can't paint for a while... ...Gu can draw for you."
"Gu can draw the scenery you see and the picture you want to keep for you."
"I just want to trouble you to take good care of your body. There are still many landscapes you haven't seen, and you have never painted them. If you don't take good care of your body, how can you go out and see the world, everything in the world?"
Tolerance and silence.
Chu Zhuo picked up the medicine bowl again, and said in a gentle voice, "Just be obedient and drink the medicine once. I'm begging you, will it work?"
If Rong Yu was so easily moved and understanding, he wouldn't be a devil king.
Rong Yu said indifferently: "No."
No matter how much I say, can the bitter medicine taste better?
No.
So it's all bullshit.
Chu Zhuo: "..."
"Cough, cough, cough!" The retribution came as soon as it was said, but Rong Yucai said no, and the next moment he coughed earth-shatteringly.
The beauty in thin obscene clothes sat on the head of the bed, with long hair hanging over her face, her face pale from coughing, and physiological tears welled up in her eyes.That appearance is really heart-wrenching, and those who see it can't bear it.
Chu Zhuo hated him the most.
With tolerance and resistance like this, I opened my mouth and forcefully poured it down, fearing that people would choke on it.
Chu Zhuo was silent for a moment, then he finally made up his mind and said, "I offended you."
Rong Yu: "?"
Chu Zhuo raised his head and took a big mouthful of the decoction, then leaned over and kissed Rong Yu's lips.
Rong and his pupils dilated, "Don't come here" written all over his eyes.
However, his sickly body could not resist Chu Zhuo's approach.
The distance is so close that you can feel each other's breath, and the eyelashes are almost attached.The bitter concoction was taken into the mouth, and an unbearable bitter taste permeated instantly, the clenched jaw was forcefully pried open by Chu Zhuo's lips and teeth, and the concoction mixed with body fluid sank into the throat.
Rong Yu struggled to escape, but was firmly imprisoned by Chu Zhuo, unable to move.He simply gave up struggling, thinking about pushing the bitter medicine back? Chu Zhuo's mouth seemed to cater to a kiss.
A long, long kiss.
When they parted, Rong and Qing panted, their brows were deeply frowned, and their eyes were filled with tears—it was purely caused by suffering.
He looked like he was being bullied.
Rong Yu was so angry that he opened his mouth to curse, Chu Zhuo quickly stuffed a candied fruit into Rong Yu's mouth.
"..." Rong and the tip of his tongue rolled away the candied fruit, and after eating one, he built up a good momentum and continued to swear.
Chu Zhuo fed him another candied fruit.
Candied fruit is still delicious.
Rong Yu silently swallowed the candied fruit, ready to go for the third time: "You—" You exploded, did you hear that Sun, you exploded!
Chu Zhuo's eyes filled with a smile: "There are still a lot of candied fruit, do you want to eat?"
Rong Yu changed his words instantly: "You bring it."
Chu Zhuo covered his lower lip, covering the upward curve: "Drink the rest of the medicine, and I'll give it to you."
Rong Yu: "You—" You should explode on the spot!
Chu Zhuo smiled and said, "Or, do you want Gu to kiss you again?"
Rong Yu stared at him fiercely and said without thinking, "Come on."
He has already experienced the pain of human diseases, which is worse than drinking medicine.
The lesser of two evils, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so he reluctantly took a sip of it.
But we have to suffer together, we cannot suffer alone.
Chu Zhuo was taken aback.
Could it be...he also started to be interested in himself?
Chu Zhuo frowned suddenly: "Gu is naturally willing to share joys and sorrows with you."
Tolerance and heart are the same? Sweetness is me alone? People are happy, sharing suffering is you accompanying me to suffer, and forget about the rest.
Another kiss came down.
Rong Yu leaned against the head of the bed, her satin-like black hair scattered on the pillow, entangled with Chu Zhuo's black hair.Chu Zhuo grabbed his wrist, mixed the bitter soup with sweet affection, and passed it to Rong Yu through his lips and teeth.
Is it bitter?
Medicine is naturally bitter.
Is it sweet?
Love is naturally sweet.
The sweetness in Chu Zhuo's heart overwhelmed the bitterness in his mouth, wishing he could kiss forever.
There is nothing to love between Rong and Sheng, why is it not over yet!
If you want to kiss you enough at ordinary times, and you won't refuse to agree, don't pick this kind of time to prolong the time to torture each other, okay? !
No matter how much medicine there was, it would be time to finish drinking it, Chu Zhuo thought about it regretfully, and Rong Yu let out a long sigh of relief.
Chu Zhuo carefully wiped off the concoction on Rong and his lips with a clean handkerchief: "Sleep well, and when you wake up tomorrow morning, your head won't hurt."
Rong Yu leaned against the head of the bed, and slowly slid back into the bed.
Chu Zhuo also sneaked in: "I will sleep with you alone tonight."
Rong Yu rolled his eyes.Didn't they sleep together someday?
"You'd better go back, in case? I pass the illness on to you, and you will suffer along with me." Rong Yu said lazily.
I can't live a married life, and the bed is still comfortable for one person to sleep on, and I can roll over however I want.
Chu Zhuo absolutely dare not do anything to Rong Rong and his body that would fall apart when touched.
Chu Zhuo automatically interpreted these words as caring for him, and was very heartwarming: "If I don't stay by your side, I will be so worried that I can't sleep."
Rong Yu: "Wouldn't it be harder to sleep when I'm beside you? You have to watch over me all night."
Chu Zhuo shook his head: "Only by your side can I sleep at ease."
Rong Yu stopped talking, closed his eyes and fell asleep completely.
At that moment, he thought of the interstellar warden who suffered from severe insomnia and needed to hug the red carp pillow to barely fall asleep.
If it weren't for the fact that the king of Chu in this world was actually a real person, he simply wondered if Sun's heart attack was caused by him.
Chu Zhuo watched him fall asleep, and pushed the messy black hair on the pillow to Rong Yu's back, so as not to press Rong and his hair.
He kept a little selfishness, deliberately left a strand in front of Rong Yu, intertwined with his hair.
The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.
He wants to grow old with this person.
The next day, when Rong Yu woke up, Chu Zhuo was not by his side, but went to court...
Of course this is not the case, and this is too underestimating the sleep time of the Demon King.
Rong Yu fell asleep straight away until Chu Zhuo came back, and he hadn't woken up after a few stacks of papers were approved.
Yesterday Chu Zhuo refused to approve the papers and went to give Rongyu a picture, resulting in a backlog of business today, and he could only deal with it non-stop while Rongyu was still awake.
When Rong Yu woke up, Chu Zhuo didn't have the mind to work, all his selfishness was on him.
Rong He would not wake up so late on weekdays, but yesterday he was sick due to the wind blowing, and he felt a little confused when he woke up.He slept until the afternoon before waking up. Seeing that Chu Zhuo was not by his side, his first reaction was to look for him.
He stepped on the ground barefoot, walked around the screen, and saw Chu Zhuo sitting in front of the desk and working hard.
"Cough cough!" Rong Yu coughed twice and sucked his nose.The wind and cold can't be healed in one day, not to mention that his physique is weaker than ordinary people.
Chu Zhuo immediately raised his head and saw that he came out as soon as he was wearing obscene clothes, and immediately carried him back to the bed and stuffed him under the quilt: "Why don't you have a long memory, come out without wearing clothes, and don't wear shoes, and want to be cold Is it aggravating?"
Rong Yu's voice was slightly hoarse: "I have a very good memory."
It must be so unforgettable that every time I wake up, I can't see the sun, and I have to find it before I feel at ease.
In terms of psychological shadow, no one is as heavy as him.
"Stop talking. Gu will pour you a cup of tea to moisten your throat."
Chu Zhuo poured a glass of warm water, fearing that Rong Yu would fall again while holding it in his hand, so he directly fed it to him.
Rong Yu also drank obediently.
Chu Zhuo dressed him one by one. His Majesty the King of Chu was so skillful in serving people that it made people feel distressed.
"What do you want to draw today?" Chu Zhuo squatted on the ground to help him put on his shoes, "I'll draw for you alone."
The young man is devoted to painting, and of course Chu Zhuo wants him to be happy.
Rong Yu said: "I won't delay you, I see you have a lot of things to deal with."
He didn't want to see any pictures.The one who likes to draw is Ji Yu, not him.
He wants to have a big meal and get happiness from food.
It's a pity that Ji Yu's body has a weak stomach and greasy food that can't be digested.
"It's not a big deal." Chu Zhuo got up, "Besides, it doesn't take much effort to paint a picture."
Rong Yu thought for a while: "Then let's paint flowers."
"You like flowers so much?" Chu Zhuo walked to the desk and spread out the rice paper, "Is it still the plum blossom like yesterday?"
Rong Yu said: "Lotus."
Chu Zhuo's hand holding the pen paused: "Lotus..."
Rong Yu snorted: "What? Can't draw?"
"Gu is thinking about what color to use. There are also many types of lotus, blue, white, purple and pink, colorful. Qinglian is cool and cool, suitable for a gentleman, and matches your appearance..."
Ji Yu's appearance and quality are most suitable for Qinglian.
Tolerance and stand on the sidelines.
Chu Zhuo wrote a pen, but it was stained with red, and he drew a red lotus.
"But I feel that the red lotus is more suitable for your heart and soul. It is as bright as a fire, and burns to your heart's content." Chu Zhuo threw the pen away, and said with a smile, "Do you think so, little lotus?"
Hold and raise your eyes.
When Chu Zhuo looked over, it seemed as if he had pierced his snow-carved face and crashed into his scorching soul.