King Yan's Canary

The night is as cool as water, and the vast moonlight shrouds the palace like a veil, the peach blossoms fall and bloom again, smiling shyly at the moon.

Wen Ruyu was lying on the bed, the iron chain was untied, entangled with the messy clothes on the ground and the spilled soup.

A few rays of moonlight slanted on his body through the panes, as thin as a moon in mist, illuminating a flushed and tired face.

Xiao Zhen was too ferocious, like a hungry wolf that hasn't eaten for a long time, wanting him again and again.

Wen Ruyu's voice was completely hoarse, and her tongue was still hurting, stained with Xiao Zhen's parting line, stained on her lips that had been bitten into moist red, blurred and tender.

Xiao Zhen couldn't help but kissed her again, but his lips were hot.

He froze for a moment, and the tip of his tongue easily slipped into the core of his overheated lips, to explore the scab on the severed tongue, which was still scalding hot.

Xiao Zhen was not calm anymore.

Pick up the soft-footed person, and slap him twice: "Slut, wake up!"

Wen Ruyu dazedly opened some slits of her eyes, parted her wet eyelashes, and curled out a sliver of dull light, with great anger, but was made to sink by exhaustion, depraved and charming.

He cursed vaguely: "Asshole."

He fell asleep again.

Xiao Zhen's strong desire to conquer was aroused by that look, and he wanted to ask for it again, but felt that his body temperature was abnormally hot.

Hurry up and wrap the person in a blanket, and in the middle of the night, hurriedly carried him to the imperial physician's clinic.

The imperial physician was woken up in the middle of the night, obviously a bit angry, but seeing that it was Xiao Zhen, he dared not vent his anger, and carefully checked his body.

Hearing that the mottled bite marks on Ru Yuyubai's neck were too eye-catching, and the teeth marks on Xiao Zhen's face were still there, the imperial doctor frowned, and whispered: "My lord, please exercise restraint."

Xiao Zhen had a stinky face, "This king didn't do violence to him, so could it be possible to fuck/death him after a few fucks?"

The imperial doctor knew that what King Yan wanted to do, even if he was present, he couldn't stop him, reminding him would only result in refutation and condemnation!

After instructing the medicine boy to fetch warm water and towels, he said: "Although he was transformed by a canary and has fairy fruit in his body, the removal of his tongue this time has greatly damaged his vitality. If he indulges too much, I'm afraid it won't last until the little prince recovers." , and it will also affect the next tongue extraction.”

"It's alright, alright, stop talking, quickly take his body temperature down, I have to go back to sleep! If he dies here tonight, it will be your fault!" Xiao Zhen became impatient.

The imperial doctor didn't dare to be negligent, poured out some dark medicine, and ordered the medicine boy to fry it, but he picked up a towel and wrung out the hot water, and pulled away the blanket that smelled like jade, revealing the snow-white and red jade back.

Look at the spine that is dormant and exquisite like a string of stranded pearls, and is about to wipe it off.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Zhen asked suddenly.

The imperial doctor looked confused, "Of course it's to cool him down."

"He is someone you can touch?" Xiao Zhen snatched the towel from his hand and wiped Wen Ruyu's back himself.

The imperial physician was stunned for a long time before he could react.

Xiao Zhen's movements were too rough and rude, his already flushed skin had red marks on his hands again.

The imperial doctor shook his beard, and said cautiously: "My lord, your hands are too strong."

"It means you want to come?"

Xiao Zhen raised his eyebrows and gouged him out, "Still watching? Don't want eyes anymore?"

The imperial doctor hastily lowered his eyes, "I dare not, I will go and see the medicine boy and Tong decoct the medicine, and you will give me an order when the water is getting cold."

After a whole night of tossing, the water was changed seven or eight times, the imperial doctor ran until his legs were weak and his hands were sore, and the medicine was finally cooked.

Xiao Zhen wrapped Wen Ruyu in a blanket again, and slapped Wen Ruyu twice to wake him up. A bowl of black and smelly black medicine was thrown down, irritating half of his tongue, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Wen Ruyu couldn't open her eyes, she slapped the man in a daze, and moaned in a choked voice: "It's so hard, it hurts...don't..."

"Drink!"

Xiao Zhen ordered, wrapping him tightly in his arms, holding the bowl with one hand, pinching his straight onion nose with the other, "If you don't want to drink from me, let the lower mouth drink from you!"

Wen Ruyu choked to tears, but her consciousness was in a trance. She felt that the man was so fierce that if he didn't drink it, he would be crushed to death, so she swallowed those bitter medicines.

Xiao Zhen was very satisfied, and asked the imperial physician to get some water and rinse his mouth before carrying him back to the previous palace.

The battlefield was cleaned up by Xiao Shunzi, even the sheets and bedding were changed.

Xiao Zhen put him under the quilt and was about to leave, but Wen Ruyu began to groan: "Master...don't punish me, it hurts...I'll sing well..."

Immediately, there was a song without a sentence.

Male is not male, female is not female, the pronunciation is not standard at all, it is hoarse, hoarse and ugly.

Xiao Zhen dug his ears, and understood the sentence: "In the next life, would you like to be clothed with Jingchai, talk to me at the west window at night, and make wine and warm tea?"

Xiao Zhen's expression was very calm, but there was a slight wave in his eyes.

He was used to being alone and alone, and he never thought about who he would share the bed with for the rest of his life, talking over wine at night.

What a Xichuang night talk, brewing wine and warming tea, it's really sour!

The man suddenly didn't want to leave.

Kicking off the boots, she lay down next to Wen Ruyu on her back, closed her eyes and squinted for a while, Wen Ruyu couldn't sleep well, and huddled beside him like a soft bug.

Xiao Zhen turned his face away, and saw a cute sleeping face again, wrapped him up in his arms, and muttered: "Don't move around, sleep."