Liang Feng was awakened by a light call, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a face that could be called anxious.
"My lord, you are having a fever!"
Um? Liang Feng didn't realize what he was talking about at first, and the feedback from his body was slowly emerging. The paralysis, loss of strength, the laziness after venting, and the indescribable pain mixed together, making his sanity a bit muddled.
His eyes slid down the open front of the other party's clothes, his abdominal muscles and waistline were still tight and attractive. If he looked carefully, he could find a few inconspicuous white stains.
"Lord!"
His thoughts were interrupted again. Yi Yan didn't care about the disheveled appearance, and wanted to get up: "I'm going to find Jiang Da..."
"Wait!" Liang Feng woke up completely, and quickly pulled his arm. These are good, slightly propped up his body, and the pain behind him suddenly sharpened. Coupled with the lingering dizziness, he let out a rapid suction and fell back on the couch.
"Master!" Yi Yan was startled, and hurriedly knelt down and sat back, "You... are you hurt? I'll call Jiang Dalai..."
Do not! Rolling the sheets will lead to trouble finding a doctor, he can't afford to lose this person.
Embarrassed, he swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat. Liang Feng reassured him, "It's nothing, it's just last night... uh... a little tired."
"But you're feverish." Yi Yan was still worried, and put his hand on his forehead again.
This time, Liang Feng realized with hindsight that his whole body was weak and his head was dizzy, and it really looked like a low-grade fever. Yesterday shouldn't have softened for a while... Wait, Liang Feng suddenly asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's not yet nine hours."
Yi Yan wanted to say something else, but Liang Feng had completely woken up. What time is it? ! He hurriedly said, "You go back first."
Today is New Year's Day! Even if the banquet is not held, Liang Rong will come to celebrate the New Year for him, let alone congratulate the ministers. It was a joke when Yi Yan was found to be so disheveled in his room!
Where can Yi Yan feel at ease: "My lord, you are still ill..."
Liang Feng gritted his teeth, and regardless of the discomfort, he propped up his body: "It's just a small problem, it's fine. You go first. Today is the first day."
It couldn't be more clear. The expression on Yi Yan's face changed slightly, but in the end he didn't commit any stubbornness. He took a step back, his eyes swept across Liang Feng's face, and just then he picked up the clothes that had fallen from the couch and went out.
Looking at the man's back, Liang Feng woke up. This attitude is unreasonable for ordinary bed partners, let alone lovers. But no matter what, it's better than being blocked by children just after doing "bad things".
After sitting for two seconds, he suddenly sniffed, coughed dryly, and raised the volume: "Come on, open the window."
The smell in this house is quite subtle. Liang Feng remembered something again, moved his body, and lifted the quilt aside. The winter couch was covered with dark-colored bedding, with a few white halos printed on it, but no blood stains could be seen.
It's okay... fuck! What a shit! How on earth did that kid Xiao Junyi manage to be so complacent every day? Could it be that the guy from his family never had sex with him? Or is the power of racial superiority too powerful
Thinking about the size of the thing yesterday, Liang Feng only felt that his abdominal muscles were starting to hurt. Unconsciously, he twisted and let out a soft hiss. He didn't deny that it was cool for a while, but the aftermath was too tragic, right
However, having said that, he was still soft-hearted for a while. If you don't recognize it, you have to recognize it... Liang Feng sighed secretly in his stomach, and forced to call Qingmei to change clothes and wash.
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Liang Rong still woke up very early today. After all, it was Zhengdan, so he had to celebrate the New Year with his father first. Dressed neatly to the main courtyard, I never thought that my father just got up and came to the main hall after a while.
When he saw the person, Liang Rong immediately folded his sleeves and saluted: "Zuoqing, the first year of the new year, I wish you a healthy body and a long life for King Bidong."
I don't know if it's because of age or because of the title of nobility, Liang Rong is now more and more dignified, I'm afraid it's not much worse than the students in the Xianxian Academy. Liang Feng smiled and said, "Rong'er should be happy and happy this year, and improve her studies. Come on, this is the lucky money."
At the age of nine this year, Liang Rong felt that he had grown up, but he couldn't help but rejoice in the face of the little auspicious money given by his father. After taking the bag, I drank the peach soup. There was a sound of firecrackers outside, and the maids hung brand-new peach talismans on long poles to get rid of the sneaky.
The firecrackers in the Liang Mansion are now filled with saltpeter, the sound is louder, and the smoke is emitted. Before the beeping sound was over, a guard entered and said, "My lord, General Yi asks to see you."
Liang Rong blinked in surprise, it was too early! Even if everyone in the manor offered their congratulations, shouldn't they wait in the front hall
Liang Feng's mouth twitched: "Call him in."
Yi Yan walked into the main hall quickly, bowed down and saluted. Then the worried gray-blue eyes looked over, but this glance made Yi Yan froze in place. It seems that because the Yuan meeting is not held today, the people on the seat only wear a small crown, and a simple jade hairpin is inserted across the bun.
This is what Liang Feng only remembered this morning. After struggling for a while, he still put the hairpin on his head from yesterday. Seeing Yi Yan's stunned look now, he returned to the book.
With a slight smile, Liang Feng said, "Since Bo Yuan is here, let's go to the front hall together."
The Yuan meeting has been changed to a person's day, and there is still a blessing for the beginning of the year. In particular, Liang Feng had just been promoted to the county governor, and it was impossible for the following officials to miss the opportunity to congratulate him.
Seeing that the lord wanted to get up, Yi Yan stepped forward immediately and grabbed the other party.
His movements were too fast, not to mention Liang Rong, even Liang Feng himself didn't react. However, his hand was already on his side, and it wouldn't look good if he pushed it further. Seeing his son's stunned expression, Liang Feng tightly grabbed Yi Yan's wrist and stood up as if nothing had happened.
At this time, Liang Rong hurried forward to meet him: "Father is not feeling well?"
"It's just that I slept late last night." Liang Feng's face remained motionless, and he didn't let Yi Yan continue to support him, instead he held his son's hand. So slowly he moved to the front hall.
Knowing that he had just overreacted and made the lord angry, Yi Yan froze for a moment before walking to the front hall behind the father and son.
The scale of congratulations is bigger than one year. Anyone who listens to it will inevitably feel agitated. However, this year, Liang Rong was rarely distracted, and from time to time he quietly glanced at the main seat. Father's demeanor didn't change, and his response was extremely smooth, but just looking at it, he always felt a little strange.
The little guy was secretly worried, and Liang Feng himself was sweating on his back. Kneeling on the seat, it is almost as if it is different from the punishment. The soreness of the waist and legs is not a problem, the dull pain from the unspeakable place makes people anxious. However, these cannot be superficial at all, and they have to deal with the searchlight-like stares next to them. Yi Yan, isn't it good to use your power of observation elsewhere? !
After the congratulations were over, the banquet was held. It took almost an hour before and after, and when the banquet was over, Liang Feng really used up all his strength to suckle, and he made sure that he stood up safely.
Liang Rong seemed to see something wrong and leaned forward: "Father, your legs..."
Liang Feng laughed dryly: "It's nothing, just kneeling numb. I really lacked sleep last night. Father wants to go back to sleep for a while, and Rong'er can find a partner to play with."
Since his father said so, Liang Rong had to nod his head. After finally coaxing his son away, Liang Feng slowly returned to the house. Thanks to Yi Yan being entangled by his colleagues, otherwise I don't know what the trouble would be like. Liang Feng probed his forehead, but couldn't figure out whether he had a fever or not, and he couldn't care less, so he took off his clothes and fell asleep again.
This night, I slept darkly, and when I woke up again, a large shadow was in front of me. Liang Feng almost couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Why are you here again?"
"My lord is still a little hot..." The unease in Yi Yan's demeanor seemed to increase again.
Liang Feng sighed: "It's just a little inflammation, and it'll be fine in another day."
Hearing this, Yi Yan hesitated for a while, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms: "But last night I hurt... where? This medicine was given by Dr. Jiang. It stops bleeding and reduces inflammation. It's very useful."
"Wait, are you looking for Jiang Da?" Liang Feng was startled.
Yi Yan hurriedly defended: "It's the medicine for wounds in the army. My lord, let's apply some medicine. The fever can't be delayed..."
Speaking, he didn't even wait for Liang Feng to agree, he fit him into his arms, and slipped one hand into his shirt.
Liang Feng also slept drowsy and was not in a hurry. He was hugged all at once, and his heart was about to burst into flames: "Yi Boyuan!"
The man hugged him even tighter, his slender fingers didn't hesitate to knock on the door and put the medicine in it. The medicine was a little cool, smooth, and not uncomfortable. But this absurdity is just a little self-respecting. Liang Feng wanted to get angry, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly choked back.
The hand that applied the medicine was steady, but the body that was close to it was trembling slightly. How do you feel when you wake up and the person you cherish the most is sick because of yourself? This kid is a real virgin, and it's not bad if he doesn't frighten his soul.
Thinking of this, most of the fire in my heart went out inexplicably. The feeling behind it immediately became clear. The coolness of the ointment offset the dry pain, and the rough fingertips rubbed the tender meat, evoking ecstasy memories. Liang Feng gritted his teeth and put his head on the other's shoulder.
"Master, but it hurts?" Yi Yan's fingers froze, not daring to move on.
"Apply your medicine!" These words were literally squeezed out of the gap between the teeth.
Although the tone was not good, Yi Yan was keenly aware that the person in his arms seemed to give up the struggle, and the tension that had been tense was also relieved. Taking a deep breath, he applied the medicine again.
The two were very close, and their movements were too private, which should have given birth to some charm. However, for some reason, those thoughts did not overflow, but instead gave birth to some warmth that blended with each other.
After densely applying a layer of ointment, Yi Yan pulled out his fingers and rubbed the opponent's back as if trying to soothe him. Unexpectedly, a clear gong sounded from the window.
Startled, he suddenly raised his head and wanted to get up, but was wrapped around his shoulders by Liang Feng.
"It's just a solar eclipse."
A somewhat lazy voice rang in my ears. Yi Yan's ears suddenly turned red, and he relaxed. Yes, there is a solar eclipse today, and we must beat the gong and shout according to the custom to drive away the tengu. He had forgotten all about it.
His lips moved, and Yi Yan finally said softly: "It's my fault, I hurt the lord..."
Liang Feng sneered: "What kind of injury is this?"
When he was seriously injured and hospitalized, he never complained of pain. This trivial matter, I really didn't take it to heart, it was more embarrassing. But knowing that this kid was more flustered than him, a strange sense of satisfaction welled up. Really inferior.
"Master doesn't blame me for being reckless?" Yi Yan asked carefully.
With conscience, a young child can endure like yesterday, and he can simply award an award. Liang Feng tutted softly on purpose, "The technique is too poor."
Yi Yan understood the meaning of these words at once, her ears were flushed and wider, but her hands firmly embraced the other person's waist: "I will not give up on my lord, I will study hard..."
Who do you want to study with? Before he could complain, warm lips were pressed against his lips.
Outside the window, the sky turned from bright to dark, and the sound of gongs became louder. However, no one in the house paid any attention.
Standing outside the door, Liang Rong frowned, "Father hasn't woken up yet?"
The solar eclipse was disturbing, and Liang Rong wanted to visit his father and watch the vision with him by the way. Unexpectedly, the servants stopped him outside the door.
The servant lowered his eyebrows and said, "General Yi just met the lord, I'm afraid there is something important to discuss."
Yi Yan went to see his father again? Liang Rong actually knew that Yi Yan was his father's most trusted general and had always lived in the governor's mansion. The two also often talked at night by candlelight, and slept on their feet. It's just that what happened today feels weird...
He glanced at the closed door again. Liang Rong didn't ask the servant to report again, nodded, turned and walked to his own courtyard.