After wearing the book, I became the general's writer Bai Yueguang

Chapter 131 Falling and Sleeping Together
He Musheng came back to his senses.

She stepped onto the ship and replied lightly, "It's all right."

Wang Xuan's reminders and warnings cannot be shared with Ji Yunyuan right now. When it comes to himself, Ji Yunyuan is easy to lose his footing, and besides, the specific situation is still unknown.

Thinking of this, He Musheng turned around and entered the wing room.

The ship set sail and slowly headed towards Jiankang in the bitter cold wind.

He Musheng was taking off his cloak when he heard the general knock on the door urgently, "Girl, the general is ill, do you have any medicine?"

Um?sick?

Because of Ji Yunyuan's pretending to be sick before, He Musheng has been angry until now, so it is absolutely impossible for him to lie.

Therefore, without even thinking about it, He Musheng went straight to Ji Yunyuan's wing.

Pushing open the door and entering, I saw the man who was still in good spirits lying on the bed early at this moment, his phoenix eyes were lightly closed, and the stern brows were slightly frowned, as if he was enduring great discomfort.

Jiankang is also within easy reach.

He Mucheng's heart softened, he hurried to the side of the bed, stretched out a catkin and covered his forehead.

However, before she even exchanged greetings with Shi Hong, she was invited into the carriage by the angel, "General, military advisor, Your Majesty has an invitation."

"It can't talk." He Musheng raised his head and gave Ji Yunyuan a look, his words were coquettish.

Before he could wait for the little girl to respond, he had already locked her into his arms.

Having said that, Ji Yunyuan tightened his arms again, and kissed her on the forehead, "Ayan, I am thirsty for you, you little wild cat, you will torture me..."

"Ayan, don't cry anymore, don't make me feel guilty all the time, I want to use the next days to treat you well."

Ji Yunyuan nodded hurriedly like a donkey down the slope, "I shouldn't have pretended to be dead and made you worry."

After doing all this, she gently pushed the person on her feet, and said softly, "Ji Yunyuan, get up and take the medicine."

"What's wrong?" She wrapped her hands around the back of his hands with catkins, and asked with a frown.

"Ayan," Ji Yunyuan lowered his head, kissed her temples softly, and murmured, "Don't worry, when do you want to get married, just tell me, I'll be there anytime."

He Mucheng sighed helplessly, and slowly, smelling the unique fragrance on his body, He Mucheng also felt sleepy, and after a while, the two had already heard each other's breath.

Back then when she and Wang Xuan eavesdropped on Nanyue talking to herself on the branches of the Lucheng Palace, and learned that Ji Yunyuan might die in Huangquan, didn't she feel the same way, unable to control herself?

Almost as soon as the words fell, He Mucheng's face turned red!
"I haven't agreed yet..." She retorted, but when she looked up and saw Ji Yunyuan raised her mouth again in an aggrieved manner, she didn't continue.

In this way, she and Ji Yunyuan walked slowly towards the imperial city under the guidance of the angel.

With a hoarse voice, he looked at He Musheng with pity, his eyes that were always as wise as a falcon were now full of tenderness and tenderness.

He Mucheng slowly lowered his body, put his face close to Ji Yunyuan's lapel, and pressed his ear against his heart, and listened carefully for a long time.

He Musheng tidied up his clothes, and saw Shi Hong smiling at her from a distance, his white teeth were very dazzling.

Ji Yunyuan slowly opened his phoenix eyes.

She instinctively wanted to escape, but this man was too strong, even if he was caught in the wind and cold, it did not affect his overbearing in the slightest.

Unknowingly, her eyes were moist...

The palms are terribly hot!
After confirming that it was not the plague, but infected with wind and cold, He Musheng felt relieved, and hurriedly exchanged antipyretic tablets and cold medicine from the system.

She... Could it be that she really loves him to the bone?

How familiar is this description?

This guy... is already asleep?
Is he going to... sleep with her?

Ji Yunyuan was also puzzled, he seemed to be worried, but He Mucheng smiled back and comforted him to be calm.

In a daze, feeling Ji Yunyuan's rough fingertips stroking the end of his eyes, He Mucheng came back to his senses.

"Ayan, did you hear what it was saying?" Ji Yunyuan tightened his arms, leaned comfortably on the soft pillow behind him, and asked softly.

Before he landed, he saw chariots and horses waiting by the embankment not far away, needless to say, it was also prepared by Sima Shao.

Um?Concubine Yu, Lord Yu Wen?
He Mucheng thought, right now she is being summoned by His Majesty, even if the harem concubines want to see her, they should be ranked after His Majesty?
She looked at the angel in astonishment, only to see that although the angel looked embarrassed, he still nodded.

He Musheng wanted to refuse, but just as he was about to speak, he heard a clear and shallow breath from above his head.

"Even if you are sick, you still don't forget to speak quickly, bah!" He Musheng cursed this sentence, but his heart was jumping.

He half sat up and let the little girl play around without saying much, until he took the medicine obediently, and then tugged at her sleeve with an aggrieved expression.

He Musheng winked at Shi Hong, then exchanged a glance with Ji Yunyuan, then bent over to lift the curtain, and stepped forward.

That's why he wanted to make up for the harm he had caused her, so that in the next few days, he would do everything to the extreme.

Is it because she can't complete the main task, can't go back to reality, or because she can't bear to part with this man who makes her dream, and can't see him fall?

"It doesn't matter how long you wait," Ji Yunyuan smiled helplessly, and then reminded pitifully, "But Ah Yan, I have already passed the weak crown, and the men of my age, except for Wang Xuan, all have children, I read You are only a year old, but don't make me wait too long..."

When he woke up, Ji Yunyuan's fever had subsided.

"How long are you willing to wait?" As if punishing him for what he did before, He Musheng's tone was also a bit rascal.

"Ayan, I feel bad, can you accompany me?" He raised the corners of his mouth, his face full of longing.

He Musheng looked at him quietly, and as he watched, he frowned and reached out to caress his heart.

"Here, it's a bit sour." He held the little girl's fingertips and pressed it against his strong and powerful heartbeat. "For some reason, it seems that there are thousands of insects and ants biting the heart and lungs."

He Musheng fell into deep thought for a moment.

"Ayan, would you like to stay in my room today? I just hug you and won't overstep..."

She sighed softly, raised her hand to hold Ji Yunyuan's big cold palm, then glanced at him, and asked loudly, "Do you know where I went wrong?"

He Musheng finally stopped being stubborn.

She knew that Ji Yunyuan didn't like to dwell on the past, he was a person who lived in the present and the future, what had happened, happy or sad, for him, could not be traced.

Ji Yunyuan's death is doomed by history, and she is not sure that she can successfully rewrite his fate, just like all the processes she saw after her arrival, they are all progressing according to the established track, sooner or later.

Up to now, she can no longer tell why she was afraid at that time.

After trying several times, but with no results, He Musheng finally gave up and stopped moving.

Ji Yunyuan frowned and smiled softly, "Whoever said that, even I heard it talking. It said that it was happy with Ah Yan and wanted to marry her."

After entering the palace, He Mucheng followed behind Ji Yunyuan, and before he had taken a few steps, he saw a palace official blocking everyone's way, the other party raised his chin and said condescendingly, "Nanshi Ayan, Concubine Yu has an invitation."

"In that case, I will go see Your Majesty later, and ask the general to explain the reason to His Majesty for me."

Her implication couldn't be more obvious: it's not that I don't want to see you, Sima Shao, it's that your woman cut me off halfway.

Ji Yunyuan naturally understood her, he nodded and smiled softly.

The palace man seemed to be impatient, he urged, "Hurry up, girl, don't make the imperial concubine wait in a hurry."

(End of this chapter)