[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

"Ah Cha, call for water—"

"Yes."

When Luo He moved, his bones and flesh protested, the soreness was not like his own.

He gave Yingyi's little man a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from the bottom of his heart, and he climbed up with difficulty like a dying old man while leaning on the bed post. When Rui Dong just entered the hall, he was startled by him, and hurriedly moved Luo He Help up.

"My lord, what's the matter, could it be that he was injured?"

Luo He twitched the corners of his lips, "I was beaten up in the dark last night."

Rui Dong believed it was true, "Why didn't the lord call for someone, the concubine can come to help!"

Luo He: "...you actually believed it."

His throat was hoarse, and when he spoke, it swelled and hurt badly. After walking a few steps, he calmed down a bit, drank two glasses of plain water, and beat the rebellious figure in his heart again.

Knowing that he is like a donkey, he is still playing strong!Scumbag!Pooh!

Ah Cha brought in hot water with someone, and Luo He told everyone to go out, and grinned in pain after soaking in the hot water.

With a blushing face, he pulled out those remaining things, applied the wound medicine again, and was still not comfortable walking.

After paying homage to his father and queen mother, he stayed in the palace for a few more days, then took the princess back to the mansion and set off for Changchi City.

On the way, Luohe developed a high fever and almost lay down all the way.

Drowsy and fuzzy, always calling Yingyi's name inadvertently, only to realize that the habit is so terrible, tossing and turning and falling into a dreamland again.

He dreamed of his childhood.

It wasn't Luo He, it was Luo Ziqian's childhood.

In March, it was the time of spring in Luodu City.

Luo He usually sleeps until the sun rises, but today he opened his big sleepy eyes early.

He is only ten years old this year, his skin is as white as goat's milk, his long blond hair hangs down his back like a waterfall, and his amber drooping eyes, which are lighter and clearer than ordinary pupils, are particularly attractive. , and these are the proofs that he inherited his foreign mother and concubine.

"Ah Cha, I want to wash up." Luo He called out in a tender, milky voice.

"Yes, the slave came in."

The door squeaked, Ah Cha and Ah Jian came in with hot water basins and towels, waited for Luo He to wash up, changed his clothes, and as soon as he went outside, the morning food was ready.

Luo He took a few mouthfuls and hurried to go out.

The father said yesterday that he had prepared some hidden guards for him, and today they were groomed and handed over to him. From now on, he will be a prince with his own team.

Luo He couldn't wait to see what his dark guard looked like.

The father had just come down to court, and knew that his son was impatient. Luo He ran into the hall, saluted his father, and then rushed into his arms like a cannonball, and asked eagerly: "Father, father, my son?" Where's the little dark guard?"

The king pinched his tender face, which looked like a fat white bun, and said with a smile: "Look behind you, everyone is waiting for you."

As soon as Luo He turned around, a row of radish heads quietly lined up in the originally empty hall, all of them were wearing black uniforms.

His eyes widened in surprise, "Father, it's amazing, do these belong to my son?!"

He didn't know how cute he was now. King Nanchen was melted by his cuteness. He hugged his favorite little prince and walked to the pile of little radish heads. These twelve are all top-notch in the battalion, you choose the one you like the most to serve with you, and the others will be kept in secret to protect you."

Luo He directed King Nanchen to walk around, looked at each of them, and finally clicked on the one in the middle: "That's him."

King Nanchen nodded, and let the little radish heads go down. Luo He hugged his neck and acted like a baby with him. King Nanchen shook Luo He, and suddenly asked, "Does He'er know what being a king means?"

Luo He said: "The representative is very much loved by my father."

King Nanchen laughed: "If you are favored, why don't you make him a prince?"

The chief eunuch standing beside him shuddered, he didn't expect to hear these things, his lowered head was even lower, but his heart was still churning.

Could it be that King Nanchen wants to make the thirteenth prince the crown prince?

But the thirteenth prince lost his mother when he was young, and he has no support from his mother's family behind him, and he is also a mixed blood from a foreign country. With this identity, how can he be crowned prince?

Luo He laughed at him, "Father King Kaoerchen, this son-in-law knows that the crown prince wants to be a capable and virtuous person, so he can be named a prince if he is favored. Does the father want to make his son a prince?"

The Chief Eunuch broke out in a cold sweat at these words.

King Nanchen said slowly: "Does He'er want to be the crown prince? Do you want to be the emperor?"

Luo He shook his head vigorously, "I don't want to, I just want to have good food and drink for the rest of my life." He looked at King Nanchen eagerly, "Isn't the father satisfied with this request? "

King Nanchen was amused by him, "If you really don't want it, you will never have this chance again."

Luohe chick nodded like pecking rice, "I don't want it."

"Father Wang guarantees that you will have good food and drink for the rest of your life, and will not treat you badly."

"Thank you, Father!"

As soon as Luo He returned to the palace, he went straight to his little guards.

The twelve hidden guards, all a head taller than Luo He, lined up in a row, tall and straight, with a somewhat uncomfortable evil spirit and blood on their bodies.

The hidden guard Luo He pointed to was in the first place, Ah Cha and Jian were all guarding outside the door, Luo He whipped out a folding fan, pretended to fan the wind, and walked to the first hidden guard.

The hidden guards were all covered, so they couldn't tell what they looked like.

Luo He pulled off his face scarf, revealing a tender and handsome face, the dark guard poked like a piece of wood, and did not move his eyes.

The more he looks like a log, the more interested Luo He is. "May I have your name?"

The dark guard spoke with a hoarse voice: "Slaves don't have names, only numbers."

"Then you are all called Ying. According to the number, you are Yingyi. From now on, you will stay by my side, and the others will do what they need to do."

The hidden guards responded one after another and dispersed.

The only difference between Luohe and Yingying.

He is also kind to Ah Cha and Ah Jian, which can be seen from Ah Cha often talking about him.

But Duying Yi is different.

A child has infinite curiosity, and the image in his heart is as old as him, but he is omnipotent.

He pestered Yingyi to talk every day, and Yingyi cherished words like gold, so he would read to Yingyi, the book about love and love, and also read the poems, books and national policies taught by his master. I can't tell, but it's so cute.

In addition to studying, Luo He also loves to jump up and down, and with Yingying around, Luo He is even more energetic.

One day he was going to pick lotus, but the pool was bigger than he imagined, and he drowned. Ying Yi didn't know water, but he jumped down to save him without hesitation. Both of them were rescued by A Jian. Luo He grabbed the fallen lotus and didn't know Overwhelmed.

Yingyi was ill, he was dizzy with fever, Luohe panicked, he threw away the lotus, and stayed with Yingyi every day, hoping that he would get better soon.

After Ying Yi recovered, Luo He gave him his personal jade pendant.

It was given to him by his father.

Time flew by, and half a month later, King Nanchen made his eldest son the crown prince, and all the other princes were made kings and went to fiefdoms, even the youngest thirteen princes were also made kings and went to fiefdoms.

The fiefdom of the thirteenth prince is the smallest piece, but it is Queen Mother Nanchen, that is, Changchi City where the queen mother's family is located. The queen dotes on the thirteenth prince. King Nanchen has expressed his attitude. Under the care of a big boss, I can't suffer.

Luo He originally lived in the palace, and although he was favored and proud, he had to follow the basic law, otherwise he would be killed if he was not careful. Coming to the fief, it can be said that he has completely let himself go.

Climbing trees, digging out birds, climbing to the top to admire the moon, the noisy palace of Prince Qian was flying like dogs and dogs, and Ah Cha followed behind him with a splitting headache and chanting every day.

Luo He was dizzy from his reading, so he simply found a private school and sent Acha and Ajian to study. Other servants in the mansion did not dare to speak directly about him, and Luo He got what he wanted.

Ying Yi observed Luo He secretly every day and came to a conclusion.

His master really doesn't look like someone who came out of the palace.

"Yiyi, I can't get down!"

Luo He called sweetly on the bamboo.

Today, he saw something on the top of the bamboo, so he insisted on going up to see it. He climbed to the halfway with the bamboo in his arms, but the bamboo was bent by him, and it kept dangling in the air.

Luo He's hands were getting weaker and weaker, and he was about to fall at any time. A group of people underneath spread their quilts and ran around following the bamboo, but he was calling for Yingyi without any fear.

Ying Yi pressed the blue veins on his forehead, swept into the air, and easily landed on the ground with Luo He in his arms.

Luo He's white and tender face was wiped with dust, and his hands were also dusty. He swung the servants back, hugged Ying Yi's neck and refused to go down.

"You carry me back, my legs are weak and I can't walk."

Shadow One: "Yes, this subordinate obeys."

Luo He wiped the ashes on his face with his hand, seeing his lifeless brows and eyes suddenly stained with a little imperceptible anger, he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Yiyi, do you hate me?"

Ying Yi hugged the white little dumpling and walked steadily forward. The two were about the same age, but Ying Yi behaved calmly and calmly like Luo He's father, with little change in the expression on his face.

"My subordinates dare not."

"Don't dare to hate it," Luo He held his face curiously, "I'm so cute, why do you hate me?"

The child's warm body temperature covered his face through the fabric, making Ying Yi extremely uncomfortable.

His little master is the child of a foreign woman and the king of Nanchen Kingdom, and has inherited some of the foreigner's features, such as long hair like gold and white skin like goat's milk.

Looks like the loveliest china figures.

Although he is lively and active, he keeps causing trouble for him every day, calling "one by one" when he has nothing to do, and after finding out that he hates dirty, he often puts plaster on his face to make him angry, everything is disgusting Extremely.

However, he doesn't hate him.

Ying Yi said: "My lord is overthinking."

"Oh." Luo He said, "How about I teach you how to write? Can you write?"

Shadow One: "Yes."

It's just that the writing is not very good-looking, and I don't know many words.