sick man

Today, the prime minister's only son took a concubine, and the prime minister's mansion, which had been deserted for more than ten years, was hung up with red silk again, and big happy characters were pasted on the doors and windows, and wave after wave of people came to congratulate.Shen Chenbi took Duan Mingyou to entertain guests in the lobby. Today, the two of them were also dressed up. Shen Chenbi changed his usual solemn attire and replaced it with an indigo brocade jacket embroidered with a bat pattern. A white jade belt hung around his waist, making his figure even more apparent. Tall and straight, majestic.Duan Mingyou is wearing a sky blue long robe with silver patterns, and a jade belt of the same color as Shen Chenbi is tied around his waist. He is already handsome, but now he deliberately dresses up. He was overwhelmed by the demeanor of a banished fairy.It seems that the rumors are indeed true, with such a wonderful person serving around, how can the prime minister notice those vulgar fans?

The guests looked at Duan Mingyou's dazzling smile and couldn't bear to blink, but Duan Mingyou smiled so hard that his face almost froze.Shen Chenbi is a well-known prime minister with a cold face, at the moment he is standing expressionless, no one finds it strange.

"Master, I really don't know whether your son is getting married or my son is getting married!"

Duan Mingyou gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile and said these words, the voice was well controlled, and it just fell into Shen Bi's ears.

Shen Chenbi glanced at him, put his hands behind his back leisurely, and said in a long way, "It deserves it! I always blamed me in the past, I don't know who tossed Qingshu so much that he couldn't get out of bed this time,"

When Duan Mingyou heard this, he was so angry that he almost failed.

It turned out that this person was taking the opportunity to retaliate.

Indeed, Shen Chenbi intended for Han Qingshu to attend Wuyu's wedding banquet this time.After all, he is Shen Wuyu's biological father, and he loves this son very much. For such an important matter as Wuyu's marriage, it shouldn't bypass him due to emotion and reason.However, with his current physical and mental state, he absolutely cannot bear such a lively and exciting scene.Even Shen Wuyu accepted this, but Han Qingshu, who was always obedient, became awkward.But he also used his own "method" to obtain Shen Chenbi's acquiescence.Last night, he tried to use the same old tricks to take him down again. Seeing how pitiful he was in the end, Duan Mingyou's heart almost melted, but he couldn't control it. He repeated Shen Chenbi's mistakes and hurt Han Qingshu.Now that the person is handed over to Eleven to guard, it is estimated that he will not be able to get out of bed in the next few days.

Duan Mingyou was very distressed when he thought of this, Qingshu finally got closer to him, after what happened last night, he should hide away again.But losing is not losing, he poked his neck back,

"I'm just asking for some interest, who told you to always occupy him!"

It just so happened that Minister of the Ministry of Officials walked towards him with his wife, and he immediately raised his eyebrows and smiled again.This incomparably bright smile made the Minister of the Ministry of Officials straighten his eyes.

"Tsk!" Shen Chenbi poked him secretly, and teased, "I just said a few words about you, and I didn't really write a divorce letter, so I was in a hurry to find someone else?"

Duan Mingyou's peachy eyes narrowed, and a dangerous light shot out.

"Master, Mingyou has recently developed a lubricating grease, the main material of which is Qingshu's favorite rose. Tell me, can this be coaxed to use it by himself?"

"Cough, cough!"

Shen Chenbi coughed a few times, hugged Duan Mingyou's waist and said, "Second Master has been standing for so long, it's really hard work, why don't you go to the yard to rest?"

Duan Mingyou pulled his hand down seemingly gently, and said with a smile, "Then Mingyou thanked the master for his compassion."

After finishing speaking, he really left the guests in the room and walked away in a graceful manner.

"It's still the same, and you can't suffer at all."

Shen Chenbi stroked the five red and swollen finger marks on his wrist, and shook his head helplessly.After shaking it a few times, he saw a flash of light in his eyes, and his thin lips, which were always straight and straight, curved upwards slightly.

I wonder if Qingshu will feel distressed when he sees it?

Here, the two shared a jar of vinegar, each made their mouths sour.Today's protagonist is still locked up in the room in red and green clothes, with his hair tied up and a crown at the same time. He has to wear rings for a while, and has to trim the folds of his clothes for a while.Surrounded by the two of them, Shen Wuyu could only glance at Su Wanzhi who was sitting on the couch in a daze.

According to Yunze wedding customs, the wedding ceremony will be held at dusk. The groom will entertain the guests in the lobby while the bride sits quietly in the bridal chamber until the auspicious time arrives.

So Su Wanzhi hasn't changed into wedding clothes yet, but simply put on a moon-white long gown.He was already thin, and recently he lived in a stately and luxurious prime minister's mansion, facing Shen Wuyu who was a little afraid of him all day long, and he had to always pay attention to the people around him, it was physically and mentally exhausting, and he was much thinner than before.In addition to the "punishment" that Shen Wuyu left no room for last night, if it weren't for the green bath soup with herbs and enough sleep, he would have been bedridden by now.

If you are really sick, it is a good thing.

Su Wanzhi smiled foolishly, then frowned again and let out a sigh.

The red clothes only felt that the hem of the clothes slipped between her fingers, and when she raised her face, the young master had already walked towards Mr. Su.

"Master!"

She called out anxiously, "Master has already sent people to urge him several times, I'm afraid the guests are all here, and there are still silk flowers left!"

Shen Wuyu ignored it and didn't stop until he walked up to Su Wanzhi.

"Dizzy?"

With the back of her warm hand pressed against her forehead, Su Wan flinched a bit before she came back to her senses, but she lowered her eyes, refusing to look at Shen Wuyu, she just lowered her head slightly, and said in a still hoarse voice,

"I'm fine, master."

"Do you still feel tired?" Shen Wuyu continued to ask, and the hand placed on his forehead went down, gently supporting Su Wanzhi's chin.He also saw that his lips were slightly swollen, and there were scars that had scabbed between his lips.Tempted for a moment, he stretched out his thumb and pressed it gently.

"hiss!"

Su Wanzhi shrank back in pain.

Shen Wuyu held the back of his neck again, not letting him move any more, and he himself stopped talking, and just looked straight at him.

"Master?"

Su Wanzhi was terrified by him, so he plucked up the courage to call out.

Shen Wuyu smiled, pinched the back of his neck affectionately, and said in a low voice,

"Be good, let you sleep well tonight."

The tone is soft, like coaxing a child.

As soon as he said Su Wanzhijing, he remembered what happened last night.For a moment, he was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, the fiery blush spread from his cheeks to the roots of his ears, and he wished he could disappear in place immediately.

"Master, stop, stop talking." He begged for mercy sadly.

Before meeting Shen Wuyu, Su Wanzhi was just a poor scholar who depended on his mother and sold calligraphy and paintings for a living.Living is so difficult, I don't have the heart to think about anything else, let alone love/love.After his mother died of illness, he spent another three years guarding the tomb in the cold and high mountains. For three years, he lived almost isolated from the world, with only poetry and books as his companions.In order for his mother to go to bliss as soon as possible, he copied and recited scriptures every day to pray for her.Day after day, year after year, the restlessness and agitation he had when he was ignorant were all washed away by the mantra in the book, leaving behind a Su Wanzhi who was content with the situation and had little desire/seeking.

Although he couldn't resist the instinct of chasing pleasure, he really couldn't accept Shen Wuyu's playing and...playing with ease.

"Okay, I'll let you go first."

For the first time, Shen Wuyu obeyed his wishes.

Hong Yi, who was about to die in a hurry, took the opportunity to distract the two of them, and dragged Shen Wuyu over to continue changing.

Su Wanzhi took a dull look at the dazzling wedding dress on him, and couldn't help but clenched his palms even harder.

In his cold palm lay an equally cold celadon vial.

If only it was really sick.

really sick...

Enough.