After I was reborn, I was scumbag

The young man who was close at hand was fully dressed in a middle coat, his slightly protruding Adam's apple was stuck at the neckline, and he rolled up and down with a deep and melodious voice, ascetic and seductive.

Shao Guan's cheeks burned instantly, he moved back, but was pulled back by Murong Xing including the quilt, he didn't know why a person who was deeply poisoned by the poison was still so strong.

The boy's fair and handsome face has been completely opened, and it is loosely wrapped in a brocade quilt. It is as beautiful as a character in an ancient painting. The outline is exquisite, but it does not look feminine, and there is even some inherent Teenage childish.

Before waiting for his answer, Murong Xing had already lowered his head slightly, and pressed his lips against the young man's lips soaked in the soup.

The long and narrow phoenix eyes are half-opened, taking care of the reaction of the boy in his arms, but his hand is already on Shao Guan's head, forcing the prey he has caught, not allowing him to escape.

Perhaps it was because the temperature of the two of them in the quilt was too high, and when they finally separated, even in the dark, under the light of the moon, it could be seen that Shao Guan's cheeks had already been stained with a few touches of blush.

His mind was like a mess, Shao Guan caught the flashing sly smile in those deep phoenix pupils, and immediately became annoyed.

"Murong Xing, how dare you pretend to have amnesia—"

Halfway through the conversation, Shao Guan belatedly remembered that he was wrapped in a quilt with Murong Xing like this, and he didn't have the momentum to say this, so he lifted the quilt twice.

"you--"

With such a movement, the loose unlined clothes opened most of the neckline, which couldn't hide the shiny skin and collarbone at all.

Shao Guan was stunned for a rare moment, he didn't know whether it was annoyed or angry, he stared at Murong Xing fiercely with his pitch-black peach blossom eyes, and quickly turned around to stay on the bed.

"If I don't lie to Your Highness like this, what is Your Highness going to do, just... wait until I die?"

The boy with a stern face who was halfway through his boots heard a cold voice behind him, gritted his teeth, kicked off his shoes and sat back.

With a thin layer of water vapor covering his pupils, Shao Guan's expression was still annoyed, but his tone had already softened, like a little beast being held in someone's hand, with its teeth and claws baring its teeth and making a milky voice.

"I've already sent people to Miaojiang to find the antidote to the heart-eating Gu. You won't die... Besides, whoever said it nicely before made me hate you wholeheartedly and live a good life... "

"But didn't His Highness overhear everything that I don't want His Highness to know?"

Detective Murong Xing took Shao Guan's tightly clenched hand and smiled.

"Your Highness's duplicity, the subject is still clear. Since I can't hide it...what should I do to wrong myself?"

Shao Guan subconsciously played with Murong Xing's fingers, and when he heard the question, he immediately retorted: "Who told you that I am duplicity..."

"It's not duplicity, why is Your Highness willing to give me medicine like that, huh?"

"Why did I feed the medicine? Don't talk nonsense..."

Obviously Murong Xing was in a coma at that time, how could he know how he fed him the medicine, he must have deliberately said that to deceive him...

Murong Xing's gaze stayed on a teacup placed on the table not far away for a moment, he let out a low laugh, and took his time.

"If Your Highness thinks that he has forgotten, there is still tea, I can show His Highness..."

The thin lips were covered by the exasperated young man's hand.

"...That's just because you can't feed the medicine, I have no choice but to make such a bad plan, I actually—"

Murong Xing raised his eyebrows, and gently pulled Shao Guan's hand away: "Actually, I didn't remember how His Highness gave me the medicine. But... now I know."

"Alright, since the son of Murong is so energetic, I will trouble the son to serve and drink the medicine by himself in the future, and if there is something to do, he will call the servant to serve him."

Shao Guan was vicious, and threw Jin into Murong Xing's arms: "I'm busy with business, so I won't disturb your son's rest here!"

After a low muffled snort, the boy who got up to take his coat unexpectedly didn't hear Murong Xing's voice, looked slightly sideways, and saw that the face of the person on the bed was a little pale, with one hand covering his heart and his brows furrowed.

"...What's the matter with you? The imperial doctor said that taking this medicine on time every day can suppress the poisonous poison..."

There were already beads of sweat on Murong Xing's neck, he panted lowly, and said hoarsely, "I don't know why... My heart feels like it's being pricked by needles."

Seeing that Shao Guan was hesitant to go out to announce the imperial physician, the young man who was desperately twisting the flesh on his wrist in the quilt frowned, took a breath, and spoke in a low voice, looking a little fragile and pitiful.

"Your Highness, don't go... Your Highness is here with me, and I will feel better..."

As soon as the embarrassment in his heart was over, Shao Guan naturally only had worry and distress on his face.

"Then I'll ask someone to invite the imperial physician to come over again... You lie down first, and I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

He immediately called someone to pass on to the imperial physician again, then walked quickly to the table, picked up a porcelain pot and poured a cup of hot water, walked to the side of the bed and handed it over.

"Drink a few sips, it should feel better, the imperial doctor will be here soon, please bear with it."

Murong Xing loosened the hand that twisted his own flesh, and slowly leaned on the cushion behind him, his phoenix eyes were dark and filled with pain: "Chen..."

He slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, as soon as he took the porcelain cup, some of the hot tea in it poured out and landed on the back of his hand, his skin immediately turned red.

"Can you feed me some hot water, Your Highness?"

"...Give me the teacup. I'll go get a veil and apply cold water to help you, so as not to cause foaming."

Shao Guan took the porcelain cup and put it aside, then immediately went to fetch the handkerchief, as if he had forgotten what he had just said.

As soon as Shao Guan's figure walked around the screen, the painful look on Murong Xing's face disappeared completely, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes carried a playful smile, but were full of tenderness.

"Fang Imperial Physician is here. His Majesty Murong said just now that his heart was tingling, and he asked the imperial physician to give a more detailed diagnosis and treatment, but there is something wrong with the decoction, or the Gu poison is serious again..."

Doctor Fang cupped his hands: "Your Highness, don't worry, I will give the son a diagnosis and treatment immediately..."

After feeling the pulse for about a cup of tea, Imperial Physician Fang frowned: "My son, he..."

The wrist resting on the index finger moved slightly, Imperial Physician Fang glanced at Murong Xing in surprise, and immediately understood what his nephew meant.

He said nonsense: "Reporting to the crown prince, this Gu poison is already very poisonous, and the court judge had no choice but to use strong drugs to suppress it. It is normal for the two drugs to conflict and cause a tingling pain in the heart and mouth."

"Then if you keep taking medicine, won't it hurt forever? Is there a way to relieve it?"

"Why don't I prescribe a few painkillers for the son... but if the son's mood swings too much, even the painkillers won't help."

"Okay, then there will be the imperial doctor of labor."

Doctor Fang looked at the satisfied gaze from his nephew, shook his head imperceptibly, and went out to write prescriptions.

"Physician Fang is going to prescribe medicine. He is your uncle, so you can rest assured about the medicine you prescribe. Come, drink water."

Murong Xing moved his head closer and took a sip: "It's a little hot..."

Shao Guan was full of thoughts about the phrase "If Shizi's mood fluctuates too much, even painkillers won't help", secretly annoyed why he had to lie to Murong Xing just now, and his tone softened unconsciously.

"Does it still hurt now? The water will be ready to drink after a while." The young man gently blows on the tea, and the hot air draws the young man's brows beautifully and calmly.

Murong Xing's eyes dimmed for a moment, and when Shao Guan was not paying attention, a look of joy flashed across his eyes when he saw the sheep he had coveted for a long time took the bait.

"pain."

The person who never showed a vulnerable side in front of him suddenly looked at him pitifully with a hoarse voice, and Shao Guan's heart was immediately overwhelmed by overwhelming distress and worry.

As if treating an abandoned stray dog ​​he saw on the side of the road, Shao Guan patted Murong Xing's shoulder with one hand, and took a sip of the tea cup with the other to test the temperature. Hand it to his lips.

"Well, it's time to drink."

The tea tasted sweet, and the heat kept Murong Xing's body scalding.

Shao Guan waited quietly for him to finish drinking the water in the teacup, and then asked softly: "Are you feeling better? I'll go outside to urge the medicine..."

If Shao Guan was sent to urge the medicine, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Murong Xingfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, and hummed softly from her throat: "Your Highness... I feel cold."

The cold sweat on the forehead was blown by the wind, and it was indeed cold.

Shao Guan put the back of his hand against Murong Xing's forehead: "Then I'll ask someone to put a brazier in the room, okay?"

"It's useless...Your Highness, warm me up for a while, it will be fine."

So after a cup of tea, the boy who had just put on his outer shirt warmed up next to the brazier, then got into the quilt and was hugged by Murong Xing.

Murong Xing leaned on Shao Guan's shoulder and arched like a big dog: "Well, it's much more comfortable..."

"Your Highness, the medicine is ready, do you want the servant to bring it in?"

Shao Guan helplessly embraced Murong Xing, who was sticky on his body, and was about to answer no, when he heard the person beside him reply in a low voice.

"Come in."

Shao Guan: "?"

"!"

"What did you ask him to bring in, about the two of us..."

"We are not doing anything now, why is Your Highness so nervous?" Murong Xing pulled up the quilt sickly and wrapped it around Shao Guan's collar shoulders, "Your Highness is just...to care for the sick minister. "

The boy who delivered the medicine was stunned, and then quickly lowered his head, pretending that he didn't see anything, and started to shout in his heart whether he would be killed if he bumped into the "caring" courtier of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"You put down the medicine, just..."

As soon as he put the medicine on the table, he knelt on the ground trembling: "Your Highness, slave, I didn't see anything, please forgive me once."

Murong Xing glanced lightly at Shao Guan's reddened ears, coughed a few times: "You step back, today's matter..."

"The slave will definitely not say it! Thank you, son, thank you, son!"

Shao Guan: "..."

[The author has something to say: Murong Xing (screwing his own flesh): "Ah! It hurts! I need my wife to kiss me~"

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