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After all, Wei Liao couldn't tell Liuli who he was, who he belonged to Fu Xiru, but he couldn't get entangled by her, so he took care of the wound.As he expected, his injury was really not serious, it was much better than Fu Xiru's.

Fu Xiru's low-grade fever persisted, but the blade happened to miss the lung, but it was particularly serious because of being stabbed across the face, and the internal organs were still in good condition.Hearing what she said, Wei Liao was half relieved.

After the rabbit was roasted, Liuli cooked a pot of soup, soaked the dry food and ate the rabbit meat, Fu Xiru naturally went back to bed to close his eyes and rest, Wei Liao thought about it, and followed Liuli to the river to wash the cups, dishes and bowls. , came back after a while, stood by Fu Xiru's bedside and asked him: "She said you want to take her to Chang'an?"

Fu Xiru hadn't fallen asleep yet, but was already getting used to having a fever. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and looked at him. He saw that Wei Liao's expression was not angry, but he was obviously ready to get to the bottom of it, and he wasn't too worried.He was lazy and lacking energy, so he simply closed his eyes again, and coaxed Wei Liao like an ignorant child: "After all, she has no one to rely on here. Since I have protected her once, I just take care of it to the end. But whether to go or not?" It's up to her to go."

His tone was soft, and even though Wei Liao knew that it was probably due to weakness, he was still coaxed to melt. He sat on his bedside, looked at his thick black eyelashes like butterfly wings, and snorted: " How are you going to arrange her when you arrive in Chang'an? My concubine is never allowed to take concubines, I am the princess's natal family, so naturally I have to support the princess."

What a high-sounding statement these words made, when Fu Xiru raised his eyes, he was actually amused. He stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and Wei Liao grabbed it and stared at him.

"It's not difficult. Even if she goes to the West Market to do business again, it's a more stable way out. There are years of wars here, so it's not a place for a girl to stay."

Wei Liao's nonsense was not effective, so he took advantage of the situation and withdrew his troops. He pressed the question for now, and his eyes fell on Fu Xiru's chest: "Does it still hurt?"

Among the herbs that Liuli brought are pain relievers, they should be effective now.Wei Liao was not afraid of pain, and he never took it seriously when he was cut by a tree branch while chasing prey on horseback, but this knife seemed to stab him, and he shuddered when he thought of it, and he cared about it.

Fu Xiru shook his head: "It doesn't hurt much anymore."

He is almost used to the low fever, not to mention the pain that is still haunting him even in this drowsiness?

Wei Liao knew what was going on just by looking at his expression, he didn't say anything, he held his hand tightly, stretched out his hand to help him cut his hair, for a moment he was reluctant to part with him, and just wanted to be next to him.

The friendship between life and death is really not the same, Wei Liao is as docile as a cat now, Fu Xiru knew his cuteness just by looking at his eyes, after thinking about it, he asked, "Did you ask Liuli to deliver the letter?"

It's not surprising that he guessed it. Wei Liao nodded: "She has my seal on her body, which is enough to win the trust of Mingyueguan. The matter is very important. We can't stay here any longer. Besides, you should take a good look at your injury."

After a pause, he added: "Since you intend to bring her to the capital, you should give her a chance to make a contribution, and in the future, everyone will not think that she is the concubine you fancy."

He thought carefully, noticed Fu Xiru's thoughts, and was willing to help. This thoughtfulness was not like him, so Fu Xiru became softer and softer, and smiled at him: "Okay, you have the final say."

Wei Liao couldn't help but praise, and it was because he was rarely praised.Song Sheng has never been considered in his heart, but other than that, whether it is the first emperor or Fu Xiru, when he really cares about winning praise, he is mostly disappointed.

Before the first emperor died, the relationship between father and son really broke down.It's not that Wei Liao doesn't want to continue pretending, but that both of them have reached the end of their filial piety. After all, he is very concerned about the loneliness and oppression he has endured for many years, and he feels from the inside that he can never get better.

One is a wandering young man, and the other is dying, no one can repair it.

Later, he and Fu Xiru disagreed with each other politically, which planted the seeds of separation in the future, let alone being able to speak properly.

So right now, Fu Xiru let him make the decision, and immediately filled the hole in his heart, and the whole person was temporarily satisfied, unable to think of any unfinished words, being gently pulled by Fu Xiru, he fell obediently.Be careful not to press his wound and send yourself to the door.

There is never too much intimacy, not to mention that it will not be broken by Liuli, so it becomes more wanton.Different from the intimacy in the military tent, this time it was especially gentle and very earnest.Wei Liao knew that he was terrified by Fu Xiru, and he hadn't really recovered until now. Skin-to-skin contact could bring him back to the world, so he became more and more dissatisfied. After kissing for a while, Fu Xiru moved inward, and he followed the trend Lie down.

It was difficult for Fu Xiru to move, but he was very free. He stretched out his hand under the clothes, groping around, and the more he groped, the lower he went.His intentions were already very straightforward, and Fu Xiru didn't see any resistance, so he felt a secret joy rising up, so he simply tore off the clothes on Fu Xiru's shoulders, bit his flesh, and gnawed.

His hands also simply reached out, grabbed hold of it and kneaded it slowly with the palm of his hand.

He put one leg across Fu Xiru's body, and pressed Fu Xiru heavily, as if he had enclosed this person in his own territory, and no one could take him away. Red mark, touched it with his hand, put his forehead against Fu Xiru's shoulder, and whispered, "I won't let you die."

I am the emperor, no matter what wants your life, I will save you.If I don't let you die, you are destined to die, no matter how you... how you will treat me in the future, how you will break up with me, your life will always be mine, you have given it to me long ago, no more The reason to go back.

He said it with certainty, because this is not just talking about what has happened, but also about what is about to happen. As long as he makes up his mind, he can forgive anyone and forgive anyone.

No longer owning is just one of the prices, he must be willing.

Fu Xiru rubbed his hair with his hands, and sighed a long time, both helpless and doting: "Okay, I know, I won't die."

No matter what his promise meant, Wei Liao rubbed him harder, almost immediately he heard Fu Xiru gasp and stopped talking.The palm was wet with clear liquid, the thing was hot and hard, he couldn't hold it in his hands, and he was unwilling to let go, he rubbed it slowly from the beginning to the end, with the pleasure of self-torture and bullying others, he clung to Fu Xiru to play To please him, he even thought that this was the result of Fu Xiru's refusing to pay more attention to him, and he also felt uncomfortable, as if he was being strangled by someone, his whole body tensed up and begged for release.

And it was in his hands.

Fu Xiru closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, like leaves blown by the wind, Wei Liao saw him biting his lips for the first time, a strange excitement surged in his heart, and he couldn't help wanting to see more, so he gnawed and bit , holding his chin and kissing him, lingering and smelling each other.

After all, he was looking for more fun in this matter, and he didn't embarrass others too much. In the end, he was more considerate, rubbed his essence, only felt his palms were hot and wet, and his own eyes were blurred, biting Fu Xiru and not letting go. Refusing to let him separate from himself.

Fu Xiru raised one hand to support his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Come up."

Wei Liao knew what he meant, so he restrained himself, stepped back, and objected: "You have injuries, so you may not be able to restrain yourself."

Fu Xiru grabbed the wrist that he hadn't had time to retract, exerting a little force, like a tight shackle: "Come up, you move, it doesn't matter."

After all, the wound was on the upper body, and no internal organs were injured, so it really doesn't matter if you are careful.Wei Liao couldn't bear it, and couldn't bear his fiery gaze, so he sat up after a while and took off his clothes.

The lines on his body became more and more clean and neat, and he was still very good-looking. When he pushed his hair back, he happened to see Fu Xiru's fiery eyes. Grab a hand and press it on his chest: "It's already agreed, you are not allowed to move, and you must obey me in everything."

Fu Xiru didn't object, and agreed straight away: "Okay."

He spoke very softly today, Wei Liao almost sank into him and couldn't turn over, he didn't even dare to look at him too much, only when he pretended to concentrate on rubbing himself away did he realize that it was actually very embarrassing.

It's not that there's nothing wrong with letting him take the lead, but it's really wrong to be stared at doing this kind of thing, as if he has no shame, trying to seduce an immobile and indifferent person—Wei Liao also knows a few legends In the story, the flower demon and the fox charm do their best to have fun with others, but today obviously didn't start like this, it was clearly Fu Xiru who seduced him.

He was impatient, and sat up by himself after barely being able to bear it. Since Fu Xiru couldn't move, naturally he couldn't help him. As soon as the eyes of the two met, Wei Liao felt his waist go limp, and he felt his whole body go numb. What's more, Fu Xiru was hotter than usual, almost like a red hot iron. Wei Liao was not calm physically and mentally, and was afraid of catching a cold, so he just lay on Fu Xiru and pulled the quilt to wrap the two of them together, closing his eyes and dawdling. eat.

I am used to doing this kind of thing, but it was always difficult at the beginning. The longer the separation, the more Wei Liao felt that he was suffering. He held his breath and frowned, endured the slight pain and trembling, and forced himself to swallow it to the end. Only then did he relax. In one breath, she fell on Fu Xiru and swept his chin with her hair: "You are so hot..."

After all, he still has a delicate foundation. After saying this sentence with a crying sound, he felt that his arm was being grabbed. When he looked up, Fu Xiru's expression was very gentle: "My dear, I will leave it to you today." call the shots."

Wei Liao was so dazed by him that he almost lost his sanity, he had to move like a strong pony, obviously doing his best voluntarily, but he begged for mercy, and even said the whole sentence Not coming out, only caring for breathing, which made both of them fascinated and addicted to it.