The eunuch's husband is a boss

"Jin'er?" It was the first time someone called him that.

"Don't like it?" Xiao Wangchuan asked.

"I like it! Nine thousand years old can be called whatever you want."

As soon as the words fell, Su Jin was kissed by Xiao Wangchuan again, and he said shyly, "Nine thousand years old, be careful of the wound."

"This is a painkiller. You have also seen Ben Chitose's injury. It is so deep and painful."

"It hurts? Why don't you ask Mu Shiwei to go to the doctor and come over and get you some medicine?"

Su Jin wanted to get up but Xiao Wangchuan dragged him over and kissed him again, he couldn't even push this person away.

Xiao Wangchuan didn't need two hands at all, he hugged the person on his lap with one hand and got up and walked to the bed.

Su Jin was almost suffocated by the kiss before he let go. He blushed and said, "Nine thousand years old, let's rest."

He had been tossing all day during the day, and was injured again at night. How could this person have such good physical strength? !

"Ben Chitose just wants to prove that he is not an 'eunuch'." Xiao Wangchuan said with a smirk.

"Nine thousand years old, you are not, I can prove it!"

Su Jin wanted to move into the bed but was soon dragged by Xiao Wangchuan.

"Ben Chitose doesn't want you to prove it, but wants you to remember it."

"I remember it! Nine thousand years old, I will never forget it!"

"Then let Ben Chitose see how he remembers."

"..."

"Nine thousand years old, please forgive me..."

No matter how much Su Jin begged for mercy, Xiao Wangchuan didn't seem to want to stop.

One night passed, and the next morning Xiao Wangchuan had a fever, which was discovered by Su Jin.

When he turned over, he accidentally put his hand on Xiao Wangchuan's body, and he felt a scorching heat.

Su Jin immediately touched Xiao Wangchuan's forehead, and after confirming that he had a fever, he put on his clothes and went to call Mu Ling.

This time it is impossible not to find a doctor, but if a person of Xiao Wangchuan's status is sick, he needs to be seen by an imperial doctor, not to mention that he is still a famous person around the emperor, no one dares to neglect him.

Xiao Wangchuan had a familiar imperial physician, and Mu Ling quickly entered the palace and invited him out.

After Chu Moxi finished his diagnosis and treatment, he said to Su Jin and the others: "Jiu Qiansui only has a fever because of the wound. I bandaged him up again. Don't touch the water during this time. Take the medicine on time and you'll be fine."

"Thank you, Imperial Physician Chu! I'll take you back!" Mu Ling said.

Chu Moxi nodded, and took a special look at Su Jin before leaving.

After Mu Ling and the others left, Su Jin dared to walk over and sit by the bed. He held Xiao Wangchuan's hand and said, "Nine thousand years old, you need to get well soon."

Su Jin would rather let this person "torture" herself every day than see Xiao Wangchuan so weak and lethargic.

In the blink of an eye, at night, Su Jin was with Xiao Wangchuan almost every step of the way. When he was taking a nap, the person who had been in a coma for a whole day finally woke up.

Su Jin immediately lifted his spirits and asked, "Nine thousand years old, are you thirsty?"

Xiao Wangchuan nodded, Su Jin hurriedly poured water over, but just as the water glass was delivered to Xiao Wangchuan, the man suddenly turned his head to the side.

"Nine thousand years old, aren't you thirsty? Why don't you drink it? This water is not hot. It's my freshly brewed tea, your favorite jasmine tea."

Xiao Wangchuan didn't say anything, and stared at Su Jin with a smile in his eyes.

Now Su Jin started to have trouble. What does this person mean when he is thirsty and still refuses to drink water?

Perhaps because he saw that Su Jin was too dull, Xiao Wangchuan sighed and said, "You feed me."

"Okay." Su Jin helped Xiao Wangchuan up again, and then carefully handed over the teacup.

But this time Xiao Wangchuan avoided it, "It's not like this."

"How do you feed that?" Su Jin was at a loss.

Xiao Wangchuan reached out and touched Su Jin's lips, then nodded his own.

Su Jin realized in an instant, his face was red, and he didn't know what to do, but after thinking about it, this person had been in a coma for a day, and he couldn't bear it...

So Su Jin's heart was broken, and he swallowed all the jasmine tea in his hand, then put his hands on Xiao Wangchuan's chest, and leaned over to give him the tea mouth to mouth.

This time Xiao Wangchuan accepted it all, and swallowed it "gudong gudong", but he didn't intend to let go of this person after drinking the tea.

Su Jin had expected this to happen a long time ago, he gently pushed Xiao Wangchuan away, and said, "Nine thousand years old, you have to be obedient, we'll talk about when he recovers."

Hearing his words, Xiao Wangchuan's expression suddenly darkened a little, "Wouldn't that be suffocating Ben Chitose to death? You're murdering your own husband."

"Nine thousand years old, you can't do it if you don't agree! Today you will scare me to death."

"Okay, then listen to Jin'er and take a day off."

"What day? Nine thousand years old, rest well!" Su Jin looked at him helplessly.

"Only one day, no more, that's the deal, do you or Ben Chitose?"

Su Jin had nothing to say, so he could only bite his lips.

The next day's weather finally cleared up, and the temperature rose a lot. Su Jin helped Xiao Wangchuan out to bask in the sun.

Sitting next to Xiao Wangchuan, he suddenly asked: "Nine thousand years old, do you have cuju here? Or shuttlecock?"

"No, Ben Chitose didn't like making noise before."

"What about now? Do you like it?" Su Jin asked cheekily again.

Since "marrying" this person in, Xiao Wangchuan has almost finished talking for a year.

"If you like it, go find it. Ben Chitose is tired, so go back to the house and rest."

After sending Xiao Wangchuan back to the room, Su Jin went to the backyard, because there were only some chicken feathers in the kitchen that he didn't have time to clean up, so Su Jin made a chicken feather shuttlecock.

Tried to kick it, it was really good!

Su Jin proudly ran to the garden in the front yard, called a few maids and servants over, and said, "Shall we play shuttlecock?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads one after another. A little maid said: "My lord doesn't know something, Mr. Qiantui doesn't like people making noise."

"Don't worry, with me here, Lord Chitose has already acquiesced!"

After finishing speaking, Su Jin took the lead and started kicking the shuttlecock, and the maidservants around him boldly followed suit when they saw this.

Soon, laughter came from the yard, and Xiao Wangchuan also smiled unknowingly. He liked Su Jin's voice very much, it was very soft and pleasant.

Especially when he was on the bed, when he screamed, his bones were crisp...

Thinking of what he shouldn't have thought, the evil fire in Xiao Wangchuan's body was once again overwhelming, and it took him a while to calm down.

Su Jin was kicking the shuttlecock in the garden, and accidentally kicked the feather shuttlecock out forcefully. When he went to pick it up with a smile, he ran into a woman head-on.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, Su Jin politely walked over to pick up the feather shuttlecock, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't hit you, did I?"

"Who are you? This Qiantose Mansion is also a place where you can make noise? There are no rules!"