After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 58 I'm Just a Canary of Yan Yunxiao
Su Jiu'er blushed and calmed down, and whispered, "Okay."

Compared to Su Jiuer's perfunctory obedience to him with embarrassment, Yan Yunxiao naturally prefers her obedient appearance when she blushes and is at a loss.

He hooked his lips and smiled lightly, the corners of his eyes were curved, and the smile reached the deepest part of his eyes.

I don't know whether it was the playful psychology that came out of a good mood, or the temptation of the girl's body fragrance, Yan Yunxiao couldn't help lowering his head, and kissed Su Jiu'er's smooth back neck lightly.

Su Jiu'er's body trembled suddenly, and she felt an electric current rushing through her body, causing her ten little toes to scratch helplessly under the quilt.

What happened to Yan Yunxiao recently?
If it wasn't for him being a real person, Su Jiu'er would have wondered if he was in love.

"His Majesty."

But before she could say anything else, Yan Yunxiao had already lifted the clothes she had taken off and put them on her shoulders again, as if she didn't do it on purpose just now, but touched it by mistake.

Su Jiu'er calmed down, and she could still feel her heart beating faster as she touched her chest.

She has read this type of literature stating that it is forbidden to break through the bottom line of "love relationship" between the psychologist and the patient, because the patient will have a sense of dependence on the psychologist during the treatment process. My energy supply also comes from my own psychiatrist.

But this is just a transaction process, the patient pays money, the psychologist pays his time, listens and gives treatment.

But when this level of relationship breaks through and rapidly rises to the level of "love relationship", the patient will instinctively take the energy replenishment generated by the psychologist for him as it should be, and hope to persevere.

Over time, this will become a kind of demand, and the patients themselves will not realize it. After a long time, the psychologist will not be able to support this demand at all.

If the "love relationship" of two people breaks down, it will have a great impact on both parties, especially for the patient. The second injury is almost a lifelong psychological trauma, and the consequences are more complicated and difficult to express.

So having a relationship with patients is a taboo in this industry.

For some reason, Su Jiuer remembered these things.

She and Yan Yunxiao couldn't even talk about the word "love relationship". The two had only been together for a short month, let alone she hadn't started treatment for Yan Yunxiao's illness.

After all, if he directly told Yan Yunxiao that he was sick, would Yan Yunxiao believe her?With Yan Yunxiao's sensitivity, if he knew that he had acquired medical skills for no reason, he would probably be arrested and tortured.

So she has been sorting out Yan Yunxiao's past as much as possible, which aspect of Yan Yunxiao's knot is more focused, and it is still in the initial stage and has not started treatment.

Qing Zhi came forward to help Su Jiu'er get dressed, and after she had finished washing, Yan Yunxiao stretched out his hand to hold Su Jiu'er, and took her to have breakfast together.

Su Jiu'er didn't refuse. She looked at the man's gentle face and felt that his emotions were as wide as his thoughts.

When it's good, you can't find any faults, but when it's bad, you want to pinch her neck and tell her to die.

After drinking the medicine and eating breakfast, Yan Yunxiao went to the side hall to deal with his own affairs, and he didn't forget to pinch Su Jiu'er's face when he left.

Qing Zhi covered her mouth and smiled, "Niang Niang, you see His Majesty really loves you, I have never seen His Majesty so gentle before."

Su Jiu'er stood in the courtyard of the Yinhua Hall, stretched her arms against the wind, and stretched her muscles and bones. The breeze blowing on her face brought a burst of sweet osmanthus fragrance.

Did Yan Yunxiao really fall in love with her?

Actually not.

Presumably the current Yan Yunxiao does not have the concept of love.

Such a strong desire to control and possess exists in his consciousness, and he only has two concepts of "is his" and "is not his".

I'm afraid that I fell into his eyes when he was in a good mood and followed his wishes.So she was recognized by Yan Yunxiao as his own.

Su Jiu'er felt that a gorgeous canary would be more appropriate to describe her "won the favor" now.

Yan Yunxiao just kept her in the palm of his hand as a delicate object, which no one could destroy.

But if he destroys it by himself, Su Jiu'er's life will still be like a delicate glazed cup, smashed to pieces!

Seeing Yan Yunxiao like this, she felt extremely uneasy in her heart.

Because once the disease is induced, his outburst emotions will be in sharp contrast with his current emotions, and he will even lose control of himself.

Su Jiu'er had never seen Yan Yunxiao's true loss of control.

In the past, he was at most over-emotional, such as throwing her ruthlessly into the funeral crowd in the Imperial Mausoleum, or biting off her lip severely in Tailing Temple and then throwing her away as a warning.

What would it be like if Yan Yunxiao lost control?
Her peach blossom eyes narrowed slowly, her eyes were lazy, and her thoughts had drifted away.
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"Sister Su!"

In the distance, Yan Yunlin ran towards Su Jiuer with an excited face, full of smiles and vitality.

Su Jiu'er was brought back to her thoughts by his cry, and subconsciously opened her arms towards him, waiting for him to throw herself into her arms.

Sure enough, Xiaozheng crashed into Su Jiuer's arms without any mistakes, stretched out his arms to hug, and touched the wound on Su Jiuer's back.

She hissed, Yan Yunlin immediately let go of her hand, took a step back and said, "Sister Su, I heard they said that you are recovering from your injuries at Big Brother's place. Are you injured?"

Su Jiuer rubbed the top of his head and smiled, "A little injury, it's almost healed."

"What about you? Let me see?"

Speaking of which, she asked Yan Yunlin to turn his back to look at the wound on the back of his head, and pressed the surrounding bruises with her thumb, the technique was very skillful.

This scene happened to be seen by Yan Yunxiao who had just come out. He put his hands behind his back and said nothing, and looked at the two people who were exchanging greetings with a pair of phoenix eyes.

"It hurts a bit, but the imperial doctor said it's nothing serious."

Yan Yunlin turned around, laughed again and said, "It's a good thing I didn't hurt my face, otherwise this hall will be sad for a long time."

It could be seen that he was trying to make Su Jiu'er happy.

Su Jiu'er really laughed out loud when she heard the words, pinched his face and said, "You know how beautiful you are at such a young age."

Yan Yunting shook Su Jiu'er's hand again, and said, "Sister Su, do you still have that medicinal wine? The concubine mother said that it rained two nights ago, so she used some, and it was really much better, even better than an acupuncture needle." Don't suffer less."

Being a little far away, Yan Yunxiao couldn't hear what he was saying.But his eyes were fixed on Yan Yunlin holding Su Jiu'er's hand.

He frowned tightly, pursed his thin lips and walked slowly towards the two of them.

Yan Yunlin saw him first, and then stepped forward to salute, "I've seen big brother, I wonder if big brother is better?"

Su Jiu'er turned around and lowered her eyes, and made a small salute without saying a word.

Then Yan Yunxiao's lazy and deep voice sounded, "Not good."

"Since King Qi is sick in bed and can't take care of you, you should copy a volume of Tao Te Ching here today."

"what?"

Yan Yunlin immediately had a bitter face.

He really wanted to refuse, but when he saw Yan Yunxiao's slowly staring eyes, he had no choice but to accept his fate.

Su Jiu'er covered her mouth and chuckled lightly.

Sure enough, even the prince couldn't escape the fate of doing homework.

(End of this chapter)