Lotte fully upholds the principle of separation of body and soul. When you are having a good time, you will say "My brother is awesome, don't stop", and when you are finished, you will say "Amitabha's color is empty".
Zheng Yuanfeng has nothing to do with him, no matter how much he tosses Letian on the bed, Letian is very cooperative, and when he gets out of bed, he is a saint again, with a look of 'I know you like me, but you are wrong, I advise you to turn around and be right' .
Zheng Yuanfeng saw that the road was blocked, so he changed to the warm route, so Letian began to enjoy the process of being attacked by handsome guys again.
Onlookers watching the whole system: ... scum is very refined ...
Zheng Yuanfeng first kept on selling misery, telling stories about how he was neglected by the late emperor when he was young, his brothers looked at him coldly, and the palace people bullied him. The little stories followed one after another, and the details were extremely exaggerated. He described himself as a poor little white lotus, really' Bai Lianhua' Le Tian heard tears in her eyes, opened her arms to him, hugged the 'injured' Zheng Yuanfeng and said softly: "Aman, if you still can't let go, please recite the scriptures with me."
Zheng Yuanfeng: ...
Zheng Yuanfeng raised his head, his handsome face was full of sadness, "Lianu, don't you love me?"
Le Tian patted him on the shoulder tenderly, "I am naturally distressed, and I would like to give you my best things."
Zheng Yuanfeng was overjoyed, suppressed his fox tail that was about to show, and said softly: "What is it?"
Letian's face was full of compassion, "Copy eighty-one volumes of Buddhist scriptures by hand."
Zheng Yuanfeng: ...
Le Tian: Xiaoman, let's not deal with those imaginary things. When it comes to white lotus, you can't beat me.
Although the storytelling failed, Zheng Yuanfeng still didn't give up on selling misery. When winter came, he deliberately went to court without wearing a big cloak, but after the court, he was still alive and well.
At night, Zheng Yuanfeng bathed in cold water alone, and lay naked in the bathroom for a long time, trying to catch himself sick, but still failed, he was so angry that he summoned the imperial physician the next day, stared fiercely at the imperial physician and said, "Why don't I have a cold? "
Imperial Physician: ... I can't answer this question.
The imperial doctor said cautiously: "The emperor is in good health and avoids the evil wind, so naturally he won't get cold."
Affected by the fact that his health was too good, Zheng Yuanfeng pondered for a moment to make up his mind, and said to the imperial physician in a deep voice: "I am ill, I have a very severe wind-cold."
Imperial Physician: ... Your Majesty, I suspect that you are not suffering from a cold, but something else is wrong.
Zheng Yuanfeng said seriously: "Do you understand?"
Imperial Physician: "...Understood."
So, after Zheng Yuanfeng came down to court, he coughed all the way back, the servants outside the sedan chair heard Zheng Yuanfeng coughing earth-shatteringly, and worriedly said: "Your Majesty, you cough so badly, do you want to call the imperial physician?"
Zheng Yuanfeng: "...the time has not yet come, remember to pass on to the imperial physician Zhou." He coughed a little bit, and Liannu's eyes were very sharp.
Zheng Yuanfeng, who had practiced all the way, got out of the sedan chair, covered his lips with a fist with one palm, and said loudly: "Ahem!"
The waiter at the side: ... Your Majesty, the acting is a bit too much.
When Le Tian heard the coughing sound, he raised his feet to greet him, and seeing Zheng Yuanfeng's face flushed (he coughed all the way out of a fake cough), he was coughing loudly again, and his slender eyebrows twitched slightly, "Is the emperor sick?"
Zheng Yuanfeng winked at the servant at the side, the servant understood, and immediately said: "Quickly pass on to Imperial Physician Zhou."
Zheng Yuanfeng looked at Le Tian with a pitiful expression.
Le Tian stood still, thinking: If you have a cold, stay away from me, the cold is too uncomfortable in winter, don't infect me.
Seeing Letian not moving for a long time, Zheng Yuanfeng waved his hands weakly, "Pianu, cough cough, come and help me."
Le Tian: ... It's hard.
Le Tian moved slowly, and went to help Zheng Yuanfeng. As soon as his arm was put on, Zheng Yuanfeng leaned on Le Tian with a 'delicate' half of his body, and half of Le Tian's shoulder collapsed under his pressure. Give me a hand."
Zheng Yuanfeng glanced lightly at the waiter, and the waiter immediately turned serious, "Return to the holy monk, the servant is also sick, so it's inconvenient to serve." The waiter coughed twice in a very artificial manner, and his acting skills were worse than Zheng Yuanfeng's.
Le Tian immediately tasted it, and gave Zheng Yuanfeng a meaningful look. Zheng Yuanfeng was shocked by his look, and forced himself to cough quietly twice, "My throat hurts so much."
Le Tian: ... I think you are suffering from a headache.
"Then I'll help the emperor go to the inner hall to rest." Letian said calmly, Zheng Yuanfeng, who was supporting the big bird, moved to the inner hall with great difficulty. Zheng Yuanfeng, who was pretending to be sick, got up and beat him up, stop messing with these bastards, can't we maintain a pure relationship between coercion and coercion? !
Zheng Yuanfeng was half lying on the couch, with a gloomy expression, he took Le Tian's hand with his big palm, coughed twice, and said weakly: "Pianu, I feel so uncomfortable."
Le Tian: The child has a bad cough, most of it is faking.
"Don't be impatient, Ah Man, the imperial doctor will be here soon." Le Tian patted his hand lightly.
Zheng Yuanfeng nodded 'weakly', "Pianu, don't leave me."
Le Tian: ... Are you going to die, brother
Physician Zhou came very quickly, spoke in the blink of an eye, gave Zheng Yuanfeng a little pulse, and then said seriously: "Your Majesty, what you are suffering from is wind-cold." After speaking, he felt that his lines were missing something, so he thought After a while, he added dryly: "Very severe wind and cold."
Lotte: The acting skills of all the members are poor.
Zheng Yuanfeng coughed again at the right time, and looked at Le Tian sadly, "Pianu..."
Le Tian said sadly in cooperation: "Aman, I will not leave you..."
Zheng Yuanfeng choked up slightly, "Pity Nu..."
Le Tian: "Aman..."
Imperial Physician: ... That's not necessary.
The imperial physician prescribed a bunch of tonics that were not bad for people, and took them to the servant to decoct them, and retreated after being successful.
Le Tian accompanied Zheng Yuanfeng to play a bitter drama, Zheng Yuanfeng was in pain everywhere, he wanted to "touch, kiss, hug and say love me", and Le Tian cooperated very well with "touch, kiss and hug Amitabha", it was watertight.
Zheng Yuanfeng said he was cold, and wanted to sleep with Le Tian in his arms. Le Tian took off his shoes, socks and robes, got into bed, almost shivered comfortably from the heat inside, and looked at Zheng Yuanfeng with a puzzled expression, brother, it's all cold, It's a bit too much, how can I cooperate with you to act like this
Zheng Yuanfeng also noticed that the temperature on his body really didn't look like cold, so he said: "Too bad, probably the wind and cold entered the body, causing a high fever."
Le Tian: "... Then what should we do? Reintroduce the imperial physician?" It is recommended to flush your brain with cold water.
Zheng Yuanfeng said pitifully: "I don't want to spread the news of the imperial physician, if rumors spread that the emperor is ill, the court that has just calmed down will cause chaos again."
Le Tian: "Then I pray for the emperor?"
As soon as Zheng Yuanfeng heard the chanting, one head and two big, hurriedly said in a warm voice: "No need, as long as Lianu is with me."
Letian blinked, "I've always been with the emperor."
Zheng Yuanfeng looked at the innocent Le Tian, his heart skipped another beat, he couldn't help but leaned down and kissed Le Tian's brow, "Lianu, you are here with me, where is your heart?"
"My heart is naturally here too." Letian said frankly.
Zheng Yuanfeng smiled, looked into his heart and said, "Can't it fall on me?"
Letian was quiet for a moment, then said slowly: "Aman, if you lose your heart to others, you will die."
Zheng Yuanfeng laughed lowly, "Is that so?" In fact, he wouldn't die, it was just a little painful.
The servant boiled the medicine, Le Tian got out from the warm bed, and lay down on the couch with the medicine to feed Zheng Yuanfeng.
Zheng Yuanfeng took a sip, "It's so bitter."
Le Tian stopped holding the jade spoon, his eyes slightly bent, "Aman is also afraid of hardship."
Zheng Yuanfeng said: "I am most afraid of suffering."
"I'll ask the palace servants to bring some candied fruit." Le Tian turned around to leave, but was held back by Zheng Yuanfeng. Zheng Yuanfeng stared at him deeply, "No need, there is honey here." He hugged Le Tian's waist, deeply Kissed down.
After the kiss was over, Le Tian's lips were full of the smell of medicine, but it wasn't as bitter as Zheng Yuanfeng said. He wondered, "This medicine isn't bitter."
The imperial physician knew that Zheng Yuanfeng was pretending to be sick, so he dared to prescribe bitter medicine, a bowl of medicine tried his best to balance the taste so that it was easy to drink.
Zheng Yuanfeng said without changing his face: "It's probably because I'm sick, so my mouth feels extra bitter."
Lotte: ...
So after taking a sip of the medicine, he wanted to kiss him, and before he knew it, Zheng Yuanfeng's hand had already landed on the knot of Lotte's silver inner shirt, and Letian pressed it nervously, "Aman, you are sick."
Zheng Yuanfeng took the medicine bowl in his hand and threw it on the desk casually, the medicine bowl turned around and returned to calm.
Zheng Yuanfeng said seriously: "I heard that if you get a cold, you can get better by sweating."
Le Tian blushed slightly, "I can sweat after sleeping in the quilt for a while."
"What Lianu said is reasonable." Zheng Yuanfeng dragged the person off, pulled up the quilt to cover the two of them, bit Le Tian's lips in the dark, and said in a low voice, "Then... let's wrap it up together."
After the indulgence, Zheng Yuanfeng was refreshed, but he still pretended to be ill, hugging Lotte and rubbing his hands under the quilt, "My mother once said, if we Hu people take a fancy to someone, we will go to the grassland to hunt A wolf, peel off the wolf's fur and give it to the other party."
Le Tian said softly: "Did Concubine Xuan do this?"
Zheng Yuanfeng said indifferently: "No."
Lotte: "Why?"
Zheng Yuanfeng: "When she enters Beijing, she will never have the chance to return to the grassland."
When the old emperor was heartbroken for the seriously ill empress, Xuanpin took the initiative to accept the death of her life. She said—"I have nothing to give him. I gave it to people, I gave it to my heart, that's all, I just gave it to me with my life." Alright."
Le Tian shrunk his neck, and his long hair brushed Zheng Yuanfeng's arm. Zheng Yuanfeng turned his face and stroked his short hair, and said softly, "In the spring of next year, I'll go to the grassland to hunt one for you, okay?"
Le Tian frowned, "Ah Man, don't kill people indiscriminately."
Zheng Yuanfeng was already used to his incomprehensible flair, he lowered his head and bit the tip of his bright red nose, trying to tease him, but held back, "You can do whatever you say."
Le Tian's face relaxed, Zheng Yuanfeng stroked his face with a big palm, his lips slowly approached, and kissed Le Tian's lips lightly, his eyes stared at Le Tian quietly. At this moment, he seemed to be in harmony with his The mother, Xuanpin, overlapped and became a person, loving a hopeless person wholeheartedly, so sad and so happy.
Zheng Yuanfeng hugged Le Tian tightly, and said in a low voice: "Pianu, my heart hurts, rub it for me."
Le Tian: "... Your Majesty, does the wind and cold still hurt your heart?"
Zheng Yuanfeng said in a low voice: "Yes, if you don't believe me, you will teach the imperial physician."
Le Tian: Pass the fart... Don't think I don't know you guys are in the same group.
Zheng Yuanfeng tossed and tossed and acted coquettishly for a few days, but he was fine, but Le Tian, who was serving him, really caught the cold, and fell down on the couch, dripping with tears, his eyes and nose were all red, and his symptoms were extremely serious, unlike before. Zheng Yuanfeng's pretentiousness formed a sharp contrast.
Zheng Yuanfeng said with a guilty conscience: "Pianu, I... pray for you by praying for you?"
Le Tian turned his back to him, coughed softly in the quilt, the black hair on the back of his head trembled slightly with his cough, Zheng Yuanfeng leaned over and put his arms around Le Tian's shoulders, and said in a low voice: "It's all my fault, the wind and cold are spreading." for you."
Le Tian: ... Thank you, just don't pass on the idiots to me.
Le Tian sniffed and said softly, "I get sick every winter, not because of the emperor."
Zheng Yuanfeng sighed softly. When he was pretending to be sick, he tried every means to make Le Tian feel sorry for him a little bit. Now that Le Tian is sick, he doesn't have to do anything. Zheng Yuanfeng's heart is already dying.
Zheng Yuanfeng kissed his side face, and said in a low voice: "I will always be with you."
Le Tian: That's great. When I infect you, I'll be fine!