Step by step routine

I muttered about climbing to Rong Zhiming's place, but Rong Zhiming slapped him on the head, and the dizzy man was slapped on the soft carriage by Xiao Jin, breathing softly and feeling wronged with.

Because his body was limp and weak, he couldn't get up for a long time, so he really became a little fox, crawling and curling up.

"It's better if you're really drunk..." Rong Zhiming muttered to himself, and he didn't know who he was talking to. It looked like a newborn cub, its watery eyes could not be opened, and finally let out a soft moan, then lowered its eyelashes and fell asleep with a light breath.

Rong Zhiming gently picked up the limp man and locked it in his arms, the man smelling of alcohol frowned and moaned softly, his face and facial features were wrinkled into a ball, it was extremely uncomfortable look like.

Rong Zhiming didn't know where Shen Xiansi was hurting, but his heart was hurting.He hugged her in his arms and gently kissed Shen Xian Sibai's pink forehead, coaxing softly in a low voice: "Be patient, Yue Zhi, we will ask the doctor to look at us when we are home soon."

The sharp and tearing pain in the abdomen came late after the cold entered the body. When the drowsy Shen Xiansi listened to Rong Zhiming's comfort, the loneliness that he had spent the long night alone in the past flooded the city like a flood, and his emotions broke down in an instant. , instead of moaning softly, he clenched Rong Zhiming's skirt with his slender fingers, and said in a trembling voice, "But, I can't take it anymore...it really hurts..."

The tears from the embankment wet Rong Zhiming's clothes, he heard the man say: "I want to go with Zhiming..."

"Why don't I go with you..."

Repeatedly, whispering until his face pressed against Rong Zhiming's chest and fell asleep completely.The brilliance in Rong Zhiming's eyes was shattered, and when he lowered his eyelashes to hide it, it seemed that tears were shining, and when he raised his eyes again, it seemed that there was nothing, he just hugged Shen Xiansi tightly silently, thinking in his heart what should he do? How to go to get to the future they want.

Shen Xiansi was really drunk, otherwise how could he express these sufferings.

...

The carriage did not go back to the General's Mansion, but came to a small courtyard.

Shen Xiansi was frozen in the ice and snow for a long time, Rong Zhiming didn't bathe him first, but changed him into clean clothes and put him into the quilt on the hot kang.

When he went out to cook the medicine, Rong Zhiming received the news from General Pingling's mansion that shortly after Shen Xiansi left, the fake "Shen Xiansi" who stayed in the mansion was assassinated many times and finally died.

Shen Xiansi ran away by accident, but saved herself.Although staying in Shen Xiansi in Pingling can definitely save his own life, but there will be side issues, and maybe he will be injured...

Even if you come and run correctly, the one who should be punished still has to be "punished".

It's just that the matter has been settled with Xijiang, and he will return to the imperial city in a few days, thinking deeply, in fact, it is better to just go to Jing'an Valley in Xijiang to take care of his body?

Shen Xiansi will definitely not go honestly, maybe what will happen again.

Rong Zhiming rubbed his forehead with a headache, then turned back to the room with the medicine in his hand.On the pit, the person who was asleep was wrapped in a quilt and rolled from one end of the kang to the other, chanting something, Rong Zhi listened carefully, well, this is talking bad about himself.

"Duplicity, sanctimonious, incongruous clothes..."

"But I really like Zhiming animals..."

"It's so deep and comfortable..."

"It's just too nasty, and I'm still tied up there... hiccup..." Rolling stopped, and he climbed on the bed by himself, "I want him to hold back too..."

"It's best to suffocate him... bully me with bad water..."

Rong Zhiming listened to him mumbling for a while, then poked the dumpling, and said, "Why, you're sober?"

"Oh... it's broken... I heard it..." Shen Xiansi stretched out a claw to hook Rong Zhiming's clothes corner, raised Zhang Shui Lingling's pink and white cheeks, looked at Rong Zhiming eagerly with broken eyes, It is as fragrant, soft and sweet as a small rice cake just out of the pan, making people want to swallow it in one bite. "My stomach hurts... my head hurts too... Zhizhi is so uncomfortable..."

"Then take the medicine." Rong Zhiming sat beside him with the medicine in his hand and asked with a smile.

"..." Shen Xiansi glanced at the pitch-black bowl of soup, tilted his head and got up from under the quilt, leaning his chin on Rong Zhiming's shoulder, and said aggrievedly: "Bitter..."

"There are candied fruit." He pointed to the candied fruit on the table.

"I don't want that..." Shen Xiansi was clinging, and climbed onto Rong Zhiming's lap and nestled in his arms, hooked his neck and rubbed his forehead against Rong Zhiming's chin, "Drink the medicine if you give it to the milk..."

"..." Rong Zhiming narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I'm going to threaten you."

"You are so unfair..." Shen Xiansi pursed her mouth, "I gave myself to you, gave birth to a child for you, and I couldn't even drink milk, Yuezhi is so bitter... My mouth is bitter... my heart is also bitter..." He said Then he pawed on Rong Zhiming's strong chest, "If you don't give milk, you won't take medicine...I can't live through this day..."

"Okay." Rong Zhiming compromised, hooking Shen Xiansi's chin with his fingers, stroking the soft rosy lips with his thumb, and smiling, "You can make it as hard as you can. Drink the medicine before taking it."

"Okay." Shen Xiansi obediently gulped down the medicine, before Rong Zhiming put the bowl away, the person in his arms pulled his collar away with bright eyes, he only felt a chill in his chest, Then a pitch-black ball of hair was buried on his chest, at first he licked his kisses, then he really grasped and sucked with both hands like a child, the sound of sipping water stains made Rong Rong Zhiming's scalp tingled and reacted.

But it was a coincidence that Shen Xiansi's buttocks were still sitting there, and the person who was eating happily was still twisting and twisting, as if feeling uncomfortable, she moved a little and gave Rong Zhiming a slap...

"..." Rong Zhiming pursed his lips and his face darkened.

"My cheeks are sore and I don't even have a sip of milk..." Shen Xiansi complained to Rong Zhiming, and burped happily, "I don't know what Zhiming sucked at Yuezhi... "Hunted a few times, then nestled in his arms and fell asleep.

"..." Rong Zhiming told himself to endure, and he would always let the other party know how good he is in the future.

...

An old doctor was showing distress on his face and was giving Song Wei's pulse when he was lying unconscious on the bed. Tao'er and Li'er next to him took a look at him, and wept softly while stirring their handkerchiefs.

From behind the screen came the emperor's coercive and angry voice: "Doctor Zhao, what's the matter? Why hasn't he woke up yet?"

"Here, the empress has been stagnant in her heart, unable to relieve it for a long time, weak and weak, with both qi and blood loss, and the impact on the head, blood stasis in the brain, damage to the bottom of the heart and body, so she has not woken up for a long time." The imperial physician who was "taken care of" by the father-in-law could only tremble and talk nonsense.