Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

To beg for food in the royal family, it is necessary to know how to observe words and feelings.

Seeing Nan Su's appearance, Dr. Li recalled the monks who searched everywhere last night. He suddenly understood, and quickly restrained his expression - don't ask a word that shouldn't be asked.

He didn't intend to mention this matter again, but after Nan Su was stunned for a while, he suddenly said softly: "That... the sixth prince, I mean, the sixth prince and I are married... I, he, I am very worried he……"

The more he talked, the more organized he became. Nan Su gritted his teeth and asked the question that had troubled him for a long time: "How long can the sixth prince live?"

Dr. Li paused while packing the medicine box, then smiled and said, "The Sixth Prince's body is weak since he was young. When he was in the palace, an imperial doctor said that he would not live to be six years old, but now he has survived. Take care of it, maybe I can save a..."

blood?

Dr. Li took a peek at this rooster that couldn't lay eggs, and immediately felt that he had encountered a problem, so he quickly picked up the medicine box and ran away: "Anyway, my concubine, you are the person who sleeps with the sixth prince, so you should be more concerned~ "

Nan Su: "...Huh? Wait!"

When he chased to the door, Dr. Li had disappeared into the bamboo forest. Nan Su could only hold on to the door frame and stand there in a daze.

After a long time, he sighed, turned and walked into the inner room: Oh, that's all, anyway, I will be crowned king next year, so there is no rush.No matter how bad it is, just wait for two more years. This sick child will not live to be a hundred years old.

As soon as you walk into the inner room, you will be greeted by the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

A bowl of freshly fried black lacquer juice was placed on the table. Nan Su felt the temperature of the bowl, and when he turned around, he found that Dianchen had sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, looking at him with dark and silent eyes.

"you're awake."

Nan Su's heart was complicated, so he walked over helplessly with the soup, sat down on the edge of the bed, and said casually, "Drink it, it's still warm."

Dianchen looked at him twice, stretched out his hand calmly, took the soup and drank it down, and then raised his eyes again.The room was eerily quiet. He glanced at the morning light outside the window, and said in a low voice, "You should go back."

Nan Su nodded: "Okay, then I'm leaving, Ping Shun is outside, if you need anything, call him."

Dianchen groaned, and turned his face away lightly.

However, Dr. Li's words finally made people a little concerned.Nan Su thought for a while, then turned his head before going out, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Brother, thank you for today's business."

The buddy said blankly, "No, you've already thanked me before."

Nan Su: "..."

Even if he is mentally retarded, he can feel that the man's emotions are not right, let alone say that Nan Su is not mentally retarded.

You are used to it!

Without the slightest hesitation, Nan Su turned his head and left.

There is already light in the east, but the surroundings are still immersed in a dark blue. Nan Su stepped out of the side bed step by step, not intending to let Dian Chen see him off, or Dian Chen did not mean to see him off, or in other words, They didn't live far away, and they didn't live far away...

All in all, a wonderful relationship.

After staying up all night, Nan Su was really sleepy. When he walked to his room and was about to pull the door, he heard footsteps behind him.

He only had time to turn his head, and in a blink of an eye, Dianchen was already standing beside him, his eyes were fixed, reaching his pupils, forcing Nan Su to suddenly feel slightly suffocated.

Nan Su opened his mouth and asked, "You're not lying on the bed, what are you doing here?" While talking, he continued to pull the door subconsciously, only to hear a creak, and the door opened.

With a creak, the door closed again.

Dianchen remained silent, stretched out one hand to support the door panel, and looked at him quietly.

Nan Su: "..."

The lantern under the eaves shone down softly, falling on Dianchen's sharp-edged side face, which seemed to soften his alienated and indifferent eyes before.

Nan Su's voice was somewhat helpless: "Brother, don't communicate with me with your thoughts, can you say something?"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Su was suddenly pressed hard against the door.

He was stunned, and had to try his best to widen his eyes to see Dianchen's facial expression clearly. His brows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of his mouth sank, as if he was a little annoyed, mixed with other unclear emotions.

"I'm sick."

"So?" Nan Su frowned.

"heavy sick."

"so?"

"..." Dianchen's complexion was very bad: "You sleep with me."

Nan Su: "?"

It's just that Nan Su didn't have time to react. The next moment, Dianchen led him to sleep on his side, and blocked his mouth with one sentence: "Aren't you very grateful to me? Then sleep with me, after sleeping The next one will be canceled."

Nan Su: "..."

He knew that he would never owe this sick man any favors, look!have a look! !

Nan Su suddenly took a deep breath in his heart, but he couldn't let it out. After aggrieved and aggrieved, he walked forward a few steps, and finally slammed his mouth: "Why do you have to sleep with you? I'm not honest when I sleep. , what if you vomit blood when you are punched?"

"No, you sleep well." Dian Chen, who was still cold just now, suddenly looked back, and his face was already smiling, prickly: "Like a little rabbit."

Nan Su couldn't help feeling in his heart: Damn hippie, the heirloom of this palace family is not the jade seal, but the art of changing faces!

however--

He suddenly came to his senses, if Dian Chen fell asleep, how would he know how he was sleeping?Unless, when the two of them shared the bed before, he looked at him with his eyelids open all night...

Depend on!Abnormal?

Seeing Nan Su's eyes widen suddenly, a long smile instantly filled Dianchen's lips.

The man's Qingjuan raised his brows slightly, as if he was very satisfied, but he didn't know what he was satisfied with. All in all, after pulling Nan Su into the room, he added another condition: "holding hands to sleep."

Nan Su: "..."

He took a deep breath and said to himself: Don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace you when you get angry, lose your temper for trivial things, why bother thinking about it, if I am so angry, who will be happy, besides, it is exhausting and exhausting...

……

This time, Nan Su slept uncomfortably.

Ping Shun misses Dian Chen's body, and always has to come in to have a look at it every once in a while, as if he is afraid that Dian Chen will die in his dream, and Nan Su's incongruous nose is still blowing bubbles.

But such worries are really unnecessary.

Nan Su was startled several times by Ping Shun, and every time he woke up he had a splitting headache, but Dian Chen slept soundly, breathing smoothly, and his cheeks seemed to have some blood color, which made Nan Su almost doubt whether it was Ping Shun or not. I'm sucking my own yang energy!

The more I think about it, the more this is the case.

The villain No. [-] in Nan Su's mind suddenly "呔" and said, "It must be like this, otherwise why do you have to hold hands?"

The villain No. [-] clasped his ears: "Be a medium~"

Nan Su was very helpless: "... Please don't say such things in front of the host."

After wandering through his mind, Nan Su was so sleepy that he finally fell into a drowsy sleep...

The sun rises and the sun sets.

When Nan Su woke up again, it was dusk.

The sunset glow came in through the window, revealing the tranquility of the room, he yawned, turned his head to look, and closed his wide mouth immediately.

Dianchen stared at him and said, "Morning."

Nan Su: "..."

The reason for the sudden loss of sound was not that he felt that there was something wrong with Dianchen saying "morning" at dusk, but that Dianchen's expression when he said this word could not help but remind him of many things before him, which made him faintly feel that ...

Bad thing!