Prostitution

There are two patients in one big bed, the strong smell of medicine envelopes the west chamber, and they don't see each other all day long.

People can always adapt to the surrounding environment.But after one day, Wen Wuyu was able to drink the medicine as water, at most he put a candy in his mouth at the end.

The main reason is that the various herbal smells in the air are too mixed, which is a test of the sense of smell. He can't smell which one is the most unpleasant and disgusting, so in the end, the sense of smell is too stressful and the stool fails.

This morning, Wen Wuyu sat on the bed and continued to eat, the porridge and side dishes were very delicious, and the servants who served beside him frequently added porridge for him.

Suddenly, the boy's hand holding the bowl stopped in the air, and he looked behind him in surprise.

Wen Wuyu immediately turned his head, and immediately beamed with joy,

"My lord is awake!"

In fact, it has been half an hour since Yuan Cheng woke up, and he just wanted to see when the two of them would notice him.

"Are you hungry? Come have breakfast." Wen Wuyu moved to the side to make room.

The magic of this small square table is that one person is not too big and two people are not too small.

Yuan Cheng sat up on the bed with one hand, wiped his face, "What time is it?"

"The time has just passed, and today is the third day after the prince fell asleep." Wen Wuyu reported the details before Yuan Cheng could ask.

This detailed and considerate reply failed to dispel Yuan Cheng's dissatisfaction, but he couldn't find a reason to attack. He moved to the side of the bed, and at the same time, the servant quickly filled the empty bowl with porridge and placed it in front of him with a snap.

Suddenly the atmosphere became still, and three pairs of eyes were fixed on the bowl of porridge.

The prince is injured on his right arm, so he might not be able to eat on his own.

The little servant seemed very embarrassed, he really couldn't do the matter of feeding the prince.

His eyes turned to Wen Wuyu for help.

Wen Wuyu raised his eyes, Wang Yezheng was also looking at him, and his eyes met.

Maybe the prince didn't mean that much, but he had to volunteer, "The prince is inconvenient to move. In order to repay the prince's careful care before, let the younger one take care of him."

As he spoke, he picked up the spoon in Yuan Cheng's bowl with his right hand, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to his mouth.

This situation was rather embarrassing, Yuan Cheng still bit the bullet and opened his mouth to eat.

Unexpectedly, that guy actually used both his left and right hands, and fed himself with the other hand at the same time.

You take a bite and I take a bite, talking about Sangma together?

After repeating this several times, Yuan Cheng finally couldn't take it anymore, and said in a deep voice, "Can you take good care of me?"

Wen Wuyu suddenly remembered that the prince was angry and must not be provoked, so he kept saying hello, picked up the prince's porridge bowl face to face, and performed his duties solemnly.

This scene of lovers is so beautiful and picturesque, it can't help but make people cry.

The boy felt that he was redundant, so he quietly backed away.

Just keep an eye on it now and then.

After feeding the porridge, Mr. Wen took over the job of feeding the medicine, poured out a bowl of black medicine from the medicine cup with his hands wrapped in gauze, and wanted to feed it with a spoon.

The prince didn't seem very happy, he glanced at Mr. Wen, picked up the bitter medicine with one hand, and gulped it down.

If this is the case, the porridge can also be drunk directly, so why bother feeding more.Xu Shi, drinking porridge like that, gobbling it up, is indecent.

However, during the period when the prince was in a coma, Mr. Mo Jianwen was so rough and rough. After all, he worked hard to stuff the liquid food and medicine spoon by spoonful, but the prince didn't know it.

Not long after, he saw the two of them leaving the table, both lying on their sides, tidying up as quickly as possible, waiting outside the house.

Spring is coming to an end.

It was neither cold nor hot on a single-clothes quilt, and the room was silent.

Wen Wuyu's eyes were half-opened, as if he was drowsy, when he suddenly heard the prince's voice, "Don't you ask me why I was injured?"

Wen Wuyu opened his eyes, turned his head and asked, "Why is the prince injured?"

Yuan Cheng frowned slightly, turned his face around, looked at him for a long time, then moved his eyes and sighed silently,

"Do you know that there are rumors everywhere in the government and the opposition?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Many officials of the former dynasty were persecuted by the current emperor and died in foreign lands. Now their souls are returning to the world to appeal to the people, exposing the emperor's several serious crimes of stealing the country, usurping Qi and slaughtering loyal and good people."

"Is it those people who came back from the dead to assassinate the prince?"

Yuan Cheng chuckled, "If a person can return to life after death, wouldn't this world be full of ghosts and demons?"

"That's what living people did, but didn't the prince kill them all?"

"It's all gone, and there are still a few alive. Li Dashi, Cui Shangshu, Yu Shiwen and others are now locked in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice."

Yuan Chengyan glanced at Wen Wuyu, and as expected, Mr. Wen turned his back to the sky, with neither surprise nor joy on his expression.

He said calmly, "My lord will tell an outsider such a top-secret secret. I'm not afraid that one day something will happen, and I can't bear the torture and confess to my lord? The guy who came up with such a torture method is definitely not human."

Yuan Cheng is silent, quite helpless, like this every time.

It's not that he can't figure out this person's mind, it's just that he understands what he's trying to do so hard, and instead he feels sorry for each other, which is very similar to how he has been holding back for more than ten years.The difference is that he has people who are trustworthy and trustworthy.

However, Wen Wuyu refused to entrust his trust to him no matter what.

"Master." At this time, someone knocked outside the house, it was Lian Qi.

Yuan Cheng turned over and called for someone to come in.

Lian Qi, who had been away for less than half a month, was surprised to see his master injured.

"It's done?"

Kowtow together.

"Is there anything else?"

Lian Qi glanced at Wen Wuyu, buried his head again, and wanted to retreat.

Yuan Cheng got out of bed and walked to the table to drink tea, "Say it."

Lian Qi knelt down again, without further hesitation, "I'm going down to Baiyun Temple."

Wen Wuyu, who was lying on the bed, looked over.