He hurriedly threw the pills into the wooden box, and Wei Lan responded to Luo Wei: "I'm here, son, wait a moment," while placing the wooden box under the pillow on the head of the bed.
After waiting for Wei Lan to open the door, Luo Wei stood in Wei Lan's room, his body shrank, "You haven't put the stove in this house, and you don't light the lights," he asked Wei Lan: "You are in the house doing what?"
Only then did Wei Lan remember that it was cold in this room, and she hurriedly said to Luo Wei, "I'll take you back to the house."
The two returned to Rowe's bedroom, and Rowe had sneezed several times in just a while.
"Would you like me to call Imperial Doctor Wei to have a look?" Wei Lan rubbed Luo Wei's hand in his hand and asked Luo Wei, "Is it already frozen?"
Luo Wei sat down on the bed, the quilt on the bed had been laid, and the heater in the bed had been put on, "I see that you are not here, so go and see if you have fallen asleep in your own room."
"Have you taken a shower?" Wei Lan touched Luo Wei's hair, which was still wet.
"Well," Rowe said, "I'm going to stink if I don't wash it."
"Lie down quickly," Wei Lan became anxious, this person just ran to him, what should I do if I get cold again
"The hair isn't dry yet," Rowe sat on the quilt, but refused to lie down.
Wei Lan brought a dry towel and wiped Luo Wei's hair.
"Are you really okay today?" Luo Wei turned his head and asked Wei Lan.
"It's okay," Wei Lan's hand went through Luo Wei's hair. People who have been ill for a long time can't have the kind of black, bright and healthy hair. Although Luo Wei's hair is still that kind of deep black, it's less lustrous. Even if it's half-wet, it's a little astringent to touch. . "Young Master's body can really go to Beiyan?" Wei Lan couldn't help but ask Luo Wei again: "What if I get sick again?"
"For your sake, I will also take care of myself," Luo Wei laughed softly and hugged Wei Lan, "Are you really all right? Why are you alone in the house? Have something on your mind?"
"I was thinking about going to Beiyan," Wei Lan lied.
"Worried I'll fall ill again there?"
"Yes, what should I do if I get sick again?"
"Then let's bring Imperial Physician Wei," Luo Wei put his head in Wei Lan's arms, unable to see Wei Lan's dazed gaze, "Does this make you feel at ease?"
Wei Lan just hugged Luo Wei tightly, "As long as the son is fine, Wei Lan doesn't want anything else."
"You don't want to see Wushuang City return?"
"I think, as long as it's what the son wants to do, it has to go smoothly."
"Don't think of me every day," Luo Wei half-kneeled, looked at Wei Lan and said, "Lan, if something happens to you, I'll be anxious to death."
Wei Lan said, "I won't have an accident."
"When you see Long Xuan again in the future, avoid him and ignore him," Luo Wei said. "Compared to him, Luo Tingchao is a gentleman. Promise me, don't provoke him."
"it is good."
"He wants to provoke you, and you can't see him alone."
"it is good."
"Is there really nothing else to do today?"
"No."
"So good?" Luo Wei's beautiful eyes turned to meet Yue Ya'er, "Actually, Lan, don't worry about my body. I'm much better now, and I can do many things."
Wei Lan said in a daze: "Doctor Wei also said that you can go to Beiyan?"
"I have to ask Imperial Physician Wei for something to do?" Luo Wei put a kiss on Wei Lan's lips.
There was a chirping sound from outside the house, and it was already Yin Shi.
Wei Lan stopped when she heard the sound of the clock.
Luo Wei just let out a breath. Tonight's Wei Lan was like a violent storm, sweeping him into it, making him almost unable to breathe. "Lan, I, um," what Luo Wei was about to say was kissed back by Wei Lan before he had time to say it.
Wei Lan didn't know what happened to him. He found happiness in Luo Wei, but he still thought about the pills. Since he was a child, this is what he desires most. In order to get that medicine every day, he can kill his friends who grew up with him without hesitation, and can lie under others like a doll. How? It's all good, kill and set fire, whatever, as long as it is dark, he can take a pill, and he can forget everything. I thought that after leaving Qilin Villa and having Luo Wei by my side, I could no longer remember the past. When he saw those pine-scented pills in front of Long Xuan, Wei Lan realized that he had been deceiving himself all the time. Longing for this little unicorn secret medicine, I miss that moment of fluttering. Even though he was in love with Luo Wei at the moment, Luo Wei's body was exquisite and beautiful, but he still couldn't give him that feeling.
When the window paper turned white, Luo Wei struggled under Wei Lan.
Wei Lan looked down at Luo Wei absently, but did not stop.
"It hurts," Rowe whispered, "Lan, I hurt."
pain? Wei Lan didn't wake up until she heard Luo Wei's cry of pain, but she couldn't control her body and left her mark on Luo Wei's body.
"It hurts," Luo Wei pushed out and shoved Wei Lan. For him, this night was tantamount to being tortured. Wei Lan was like being possessed by some monster. After changing the gentleness of the past, Luo Wei was able to endure it first, but in the end Finally, I couldn't help crying out of pain, but fortunately Wei Lan stopped as if he was woken up by him.
"Young Master?" Wei Lan reached out and touched it, blood on his hand, and his head finally woke up, "How are you? I'll call Imperial Doctor Wei!" Wei Lan said and was about to get out of bed.
"Don't," Luo Wei gasped, and his forehead was full of beads of sweat. "There is Jinchuang medicine in the room. You go to the bathroom and let them boil the water. I want to take a bath."
Wei Lan stood still, the blue and purple on Luo Wei's body was unobstructed by the candlelight in front of the bed at this time, and Wei Lan couldn't believe it was him who made it.
"Wei Lan!" Luo Wei shouted with his first and last name.
There is a special bath in Luo Wei's yard, but it has not been used since Luo Wei became ill. This morning, Luo Wei suddenly used it, making the servants in the courtyard busy for a while, and finally even Luo Zhiqiu came to see Luo Wei after hearing the report from the housekeeper.
"It's nothing," Luo Wei was lying on the bed at this time, blushing, and said, "Wake up after a sleep and sweat all over."
Luo Zhiqiu stayed in Luo Wei's bedroom and felt hot, and said, "Is it hot?"
Wei Lan was adding spices to the incense burner, but his face was pale and he looked lost.
"Why do you remember incense again?" Luo Zhiqiu asked again.
"I'm tired of the smell of medicine in the room," said Luo Wei, looking at Wei Lan.
The room is not ventilated, and the smell of love can't be dissipated, so I can only use incense.
"When you go to take a bath, open the window and let the wind blow in for a while," Luo Zhiqiu tugged at the neckline, standing in this room for a long time, he couldn't stand it. The heat was okay, mainly because the smell was unspeakably weird, which made Luo Zhiqiu feel dizzy.
After Luo Zhiqiu left, Wei Lan stood beside Luo Wei's bed, not knowing whether to say something, or just kneel down and apologize, biting her lip.
"Stop biting," Rowe saw on the bed and hit Wei Lan's hand, "If you bite again, it will break."
"Son."
"Forget it, I know you don't want me to go to Beiyan," Luo Wei thought about this morning, thinking he had guessed why Wei Lan lost control last night, "Are you angry with me?"