[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

That was Ying Yi's first birthday celebration.

Make up.

Luo He said that he owed the gift first, and gave it to him after finding the right one.

Ying Yi didn't sleep that night, and spent most of the night sitting on the roof with Luo He watching the stars.

Luohe's alcohol capacity is light, and after three cups, he will be staggered.

He looked at Xing Xing and told Ying Yi a story, the introductory words did not match the last words, his voice became softer and his eyelids were closed, only the mole under the corner of the eye seemed to be awake.

The delicate and soft young man fell into his arms after being drawn, and he hugged him like a baby, and grabbed Luo He's shoulders that were gradually becoming angular, and suddenly realized that his little prince seemed to have grown up. .

It was two heads taller than when I first saw it, and it didn't look like a young man's demeanor when he pinched a handful of soft white meat.

Still out of tune, still able to talk and walk around, the girls will send him flowers when they go out to play, they will see him blushing, and some bold ones will come forward to strike up a conversation.

If he could block it, Ying Yi blocked it for him.

He was not happy to see him make so many friends.

Ying Yi has heard many crooked accents from Luo He, but what he agrees with the most is that everyone's heart is the same.

Some people can put the righteousness of the family and the country into it, but some people can only see small profits, and it's the same with putting people in their hearts.

For a person who can fill a country in his heart, the most important person only occupies a small part of his heart. For those who only have petty profits in his eyes, the most important person may occupy half of his heart.

The little prince knows too many people, the more he puts in his heart, the less position he can have, this is something Ying Yiguang can't tolerate even thinking about it.

He dared to swear to the sky, he only put the little prince in his heart.

Shadow One untied the headband that tied his hair, the boy didn't wear a crown, and only tied his long blond hair with a headband, revealing a delicate face.

On weekdays, he wears a high ponytail casually. Occasionally, a few strands of fish that slip through the net hang down his cheeks, but he always gets impatient and tries to tie them into the hair tie again, so that all the hair that gets loose falls out and cannot be tied. .

It was time for him to call him, calling him in a protracted unconscious coquettish tone.

"One by one," he held the blue hairband with an innocent face, "it fell off again."

He said it as if he hadn't done anything wrong, and the hair tie would fall off by itself.

Ying Yi likes to tie his hair, Luo He is very obedient when he does it, and when he is bored, he just knocks on the table and sings.Ying Yixin learned how to weave braids, and weaved two braids for him, Luo He didn't object, and obediently let him do whatever he wanted.

There were only the two of them in the mirror, as if a world had been framed.

Shadow One really fell in love with this feeling.

But at this moment, he untied his hair tie, and the smooth blond hair flowed into his arms, like holding the sun into his arms, which also gave him a great sense of satisfaction.

Maybe it's just because this person is a little prince.

It's the little prince Qian.

It was Luo Ziqian.

It's also Luohe.

It's his little master.

Nanchen Kingdom and Beichen Kingdom couldn't find such a cute and interesting master.

Shadow One is willing to be his secret guard for the rest of his life.

He hid the tokens he found, bought a Zhuangzi with the nanny who ran away with him, and completely abandoned his noble status, willingly staying by Luo He's side.

This is the sunshine that can be held by hand. He has gone through so much darkness to get such a supreme reward, and he is really reluctant to let go.

Ye Han was dew heavy, Ying Yi jumped off the roof with Luo He in his arms, Luo He woke up, still lazily spread out in Ying Yi's arms.

"Yiyi, are you sleepy?"

He yawned big, with a slight smell of alcohol in his breath, and his eyes were misty and hazy, like a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist all year round.

And these, combined into a heart-stirring him with a frown and a smile.

Ying Yi said warmly: "I'm not sleepy."

He covered the young prince with a robe, and the young prince nestled in the robe without struggling or moving, obediently like a jackrabbit that couldn't run.

Luo He asked him again: "Yi Yi, are you happy?"

Yingyi felt hot in his heart, "Happy."

This little drunk is so cute.

Luo He smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, he looked different from before, a little naive.

"Just be happy, I see you rarely smile...I don't want you to be unhappy..."

Ying paused, and showed a rare soft smile.

"You are drunk, go to sleep, wake up, tomorrow will be a good day."

"A good day...well...sleep until the sun rises..."

Luo He muttered and fell asleep again.

Ying carried him back to the bedroom, put him on the big soft bed, took off his shoes, wiped his body, washed his feet, changed his underwear, and finally stuffed this soft rabbit with rosy cheeks into the bed carefully. , Listen to his long and steady breathing?

He sat by the bed and watched Luohe all night.

Luo He was half asleep and half awake in the early morning, and dragged him to bed.

"Watch me all night? Come and sleep for a while."

"Subordinate... as ordered."

He still didn't sleep, his heart was filled with many emotions and thoughts, but in the end he leaked out like being pricked by a needle.

Later, he often guarded Luohe by the bed at night.

Luo He said he was like a black-faced goalkeeper.

-

"Grandpa, drink some water..."

The sweet water flowed into the mouth, the pale boy's eyes were red, his lips were thirsty but not peeled, it was all thanks to Ah Cha who wiped them with a damp cloth every now and then.

His eyes were tightly closed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't look at ease in his sleep.

Ah Cha's worried heart almost popped out of her throat.

The prince didn't like others to get close, so he wiped his body, only to find those ambiguous and presumptuous traces on the prince's body.

The prince was soaked in a honey pot since he was a child, how could he have suffered so much!

If he is allowed to find that person, he will definitely cut into pieces to atone for the prince!

Although the doctor said that the fever has subsided, but the prince is still not awake, no matter what he eats or eats, he is still groggy, and he has lost a lot of weight in a few days.

The concubine wanted to help, but Ah Cha was a little wary of her, and made an excuse to say that she was sick. The concubine didn't know if she understood, so she stayed in the yard and couldn't come out.

Ah Cha was rambling on about the big and small things of the past few days, while wiping the prince's body up to his elbow, he was suddenly held by a cold hand.

Luo He opened his red eyes and smiled, "...Acha, I want something spicy."

Ah Cha shed two lines of tears, "My lord, you are awake!"

"I..." Luo He realized that his voice was so hoarse, "Just wake up, don't cry."

Ah Cha cried and nodded, "But, Lord, you can't eat spicy food now."

Luo He: "Eat it later."

This serious illness cost Luo He half his life.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

After the news of the prince's waking up spread, the entire lifeless Prince Qian's Mansion instantly came to life, and the maids and servants became energetic in their work.

They all wanted to see their master jumping up and down as vigorously as before, but they didn't expect a high fever to burn Luo He's body.

The already delicate body lost its original vitality, and he traveled all the way in the hot summer season. After Luohe woke up, he couldn't stop coughing. After half a month of treatment, the cough was slightly better, but he still coughed twice.

When Luo He was recuperating in Prince Qian's Mansion in Changchi City, he sent someone to look at Zhuangzi where he had let go in a daze. There was a layer of dust, and there was no one there for a long time.

In early autumn, a cool wind blew early in Changchi City, blowing up the dead leaves in the yard and rattling.

The leaves on that field were dropped by Ah Jian when he was practicing swordsmanship, and now he is cleaning them seriously, and Ah Cha is making tea for Luo He at the Chi Xin Pavilion.

Rui Dong plays chess with Luo He.

Luo He blocked her way, but her five sons formed a line and waved their hands again and again.

"If you stop playing, I won't win."

Rui Dong said: "The lord clearly has no intentions."

Luo He smiled: "You don't have to give me a step like this. If you lose, you lose. There's nothing wrong with admitting it."

Ah Cha served tea, which was soaked with ginger slices to dispel the cold, Luo He blew on it with a bitter face, and took a sip.

He is now so healthy that he has the illusion that he is an old man in his 80s and [-]s.

It's just that Ah Cha deeply believed that the prince had a fever that time because he didn't take good care of it, and it's useless to dismiss it now, and Luo He must not be allowed to not care about his body.

Nanchen Kingdom and Beichen Kingdom have been fighting for years, and they have been fighting since Luohe can remember.

The national power of the two countries is similar, Nanchen Kingdom is dominated by literati, and Beichen Kingdom is brave and good at fighting. In a fight, Beichen Kingdom has the upper hand, but Nanchen Kingdom does not allow Beichen Kingdom to gain too much advantage.

In the early autumn, an urgent military report was rushed into Luodu City, and the horses at the post station were haggard, and one of them was about to run away and die in a few days.

Changchi City is located in the heart of Nanchen Kingdom. The city is small but rich in water and soil and rich in products. It is a good place for literati to compose poems and Fu.

Luo He was not worried at all, if they hit Changchi City, then Luodu City would be no problem.

Until late autumn, thirteen border cities were conquered by Beichen Kingdom!

Refugees flocked to various cities, and even part of Changchi City could be seen. Only then did Luohe realize the seriousness of the incident in astonishment.

The Beichen Kingdom was as powerful as a broken bamboo, broke through the Baina Pass, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack, captured the general of the Nanchen Kingdom alive, and advanced two more cities.

So far, a quarter of the land of Nanchen Kingdom has been lost, and the army of Beichen Kingdom is like a sharp sword, going straight to the heart of Nanchen Kingdom - Luodu City!

Luohe arranged for the city owner to build a refugee camp, distribute porridge every day, and arrange to go to work after verifying the identity of the refugees.

The influx of refugees in Changchi City was not many, and they settled down quickly after making good arrangements, without causing riots, but it also brought a bad situation to Changchi City. I don't know where to run away.

If the country is broken, where else can it go.

Luo He wrote a letter to his father, and without waiting for a reply, he took his rich private treasury to Luodu City.

Before leaving, he had already seen the end of Nanchen Kingdom.

He said to Rui Dong, "I'll take you home."

Rui Dong shook her head: "The concubine had to marry when she first came here. Fortunately, I met you and enjoyed a good life. Now the concubine can't leave either."

"Silly girl." Luo He said helplessly.

On the day when he left Changchi City, Luo He lifted the curtain to get on the carriage, and suddenly felt a bit of coldness falling on his face. He looked up, and saw that the sky was snowing.

Ah Cha is talking to Ah Jian.

Ah Cha: "The eighth prince of Beichen Kingdom has been found. He is an evil ghost. He killed his brother first and then forced King Beichen to abdicate. Now the army of Beichen Kingdom says they are going to stab Luodu City as a gift for their new emperor. Bah! I think they are really fantastic!"

Ah Jian held the sword that cut iron like mud, "Ah Cha is right."

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, "Ah Cha, it's snowing."