When Spring Comes

As soon as her lips turned white, the whole person could not help showing weakness. This huge contrast with his usual image simply punctured Huachun's cute spots, and asked her to wish to tease him with a set of green foxtail.

However, thinking about the consequences of doing this, Hua Chun held back. Seeing the imperial doctor wrote the prescription, he volunteered to help the emperor with Qin Gonggong and walk to the apse.

Yu Wenjie didn't expect that he would suddenly fall ill, and now he got up in a vain pace. Leaning on Hua Jinghua, I only felt that he was soft and boneless, and his heavy body probably crushed him.

Thinking about this, he still subconsciously leans on Duke Qin.

I never thought that Duke Qin was already in his fifties and was an old man with a bad waist.

Feeling the emperor's rejection, Hua Chun was not discouraged. It was not a day or two to be disgusted by him anyway, it was still normal. Seeing Gonggong Qin's strenuous expression, she put Yu Wenjie's arm on her shoulder generously, and then walked out quickly.

When he was groggy, the emperor felt that the scent of milk and the scent of dried fish in his breath had not been dissipated. He closed his eyes and did not want to open. After a while, he seemed to have fallen on his dragon bed.

"Haosheng is waiting!" Duke Qin was worried about the emperor, and his voice was heavy. He frightened the maid who was drawing water and spilled half of it.

"What do you do!" Duke Qin exclaimed angrily.

The palace lady was even more frightened, her face paler than the emperor on the bed. This majesty hasn't been sick for a long time, and everyone is worried and afraid. Naturally, he is not as stable as usual. In addition to the fright of Duke Qin, the palace maid almost cried.

"Let me come." Huachun looked at her and couldn't bear it, rolled up her sleeves and said: "This is just a cold and fever. It's not a big problem. I can take care of it."

Duke Qin looked at him with heavy eyes, then twisted the cold water veil and silently handed it to him.

Huachun carefully folded the veil into a square and placed it on the emperor's forehead, and then reached out to touch his face.

"The weather is fickle, it's hot and cold. It's normal to catch a cold. You don't need to be so nervous."

Duke Qin was silent. According to the rules of the palace, if the emperor is ill, the servants around him will be accused of crimes. The fine is fine, and the heavy is to be punished. The prime minister is also easy to say!

However, it is a good thing that he is willing to take care of him. In case the condition worsens and the queen mother is held accountable, that would be a shield.

So Duke Qin didn't say a word, and when the medicine was finished, he brought it to the prime minister.

"He is asleep." Huachun looked at Yu Wenjie's face: "How do you feed it?"

"This medicine must be taken." Qin Gong justified: "You can help the emperor up first."

Huachun nodded, sat on the edge of the bed, and used the strength of breastfeeding to hold Yu Wenjie against her shoulder, and then took the medicine and blew.

Feeding medicine is a technical task. Many attractive men and women often do "mouth-to-mouth" things. Generally, the protagonist or protagonist will open their eyes, and then face each other, the sky thunders shook the ground and the fire broke out. Yes, a vigorous love began.

However, she is now a man, dare to talk to the emperor, waiting to be pushed out of the Meridian Gate and beheaded.

After thinking about it, Huachun still handed the medicine to Duke Qin, and then said: "I'll pinch his mouth, you can fill it."

Duke Qin: "..."

"Hey, keep your hands steady, don't shake your hands." Huachun straightened Yu Wenjie's posture, stretched out his hand to open his mouth, and said to Qin Gong justice: "Come and come, pour inside!"

This way of feeding medicine is simple and rude, but very effective. She didn't like to take medicine when she was a child, and her father often gave her this way! I drank the bitterness without even tasting it, and only choked when I didn't cooperate.

Now the person who is relying on her is very cooperative, even if she pinches him into a goldfish mouth with the courage, he does not resist, does he?

Duke Qin's face instantly became whiter than the wall, and he looked at Hua Chun with a gray-hearted expression: "The Prime Minister...this...the slave can't do it."

"..." Huachun glanced at him disgustingly: "I have been waiting for the emperor for so long, and it is a good thing for the emperor, how can I still not do it? Afraid the emperor will blame it?"

Duke Qin didn't say a word.

If this was discovered by the emperor, it would be more than a blame, it would be disrespectful! It is because the emperor recently spoiled the prime minister that he used to be so courageous!

He couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, so he could only silently pass the medicine bowl to Prime Minister Hua.

You go, you go.

Huachun bulged, turned around and pushed Yu Wenjie against the head of the bed, then took the bowl, and squeezed the emperor's mouth into it without saying a word.

Observed closely, Yu Wenjie really cooperated, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a bowl of medicine was seen at the bottom. No medicine was leaked from the corner of his mouth, and the chin was clean. Only when he looked closer, he could see the man faintly. Cyan stubble.

Really masculine! Huachun smiled and looked up, looking into a piece of black glowing eyes.

Yu Wenjie looked at her calmly, letting her hand pinch her jaw, motionless.

Huachun: "..."

Slowly pulling the bowl out of the emperor's mouth, and then retracting her paws, she gently wiped Yu Wenjie's mouth with the kerchief, and smiled: "How does the emperor feel?"

After closing his eyes, Yu Wenjie didn't care about her, and went straight to sleep under the quilt.

He is ill, not in a coma, this man really has the courage to do this to him!

However, he didn't find it annoying, but felt that he was close a lot, just like Hua Jinghua and He Changan were close.

Well, let's not ask the crime.

With the bitter taste of medicine in his mouth, Yu Wenjie was dizzy, but couldn't sleep. He felt as if the people around him got up and left, and opened his eyes to take a look.

With a slim body and the same waist as a bamboo pole, no wonder He Changan said he wanted to protect him. Such a man is really... strange...

It would be great if it were a woman.

Such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, and Yu Wenjie suddenly opened his eyes in fright.

"The emperor?" Huachun, who came back with the candied fruit, was frightened by his corpse-like reaction, and blinked.

The eyes still carry starlight, as clear as a deer.

His face was slightly hot, Yu Wenjie quickly closed his eyes again, and then he felt something sweet in his mouth.

The person beside the bed whispered: "Sleepwalking, eyes closed and opened..."

I don't know who gave him the courage to think so much in front of the emperor.

With the candied fruit in it, the taste of the bitter medicine seemed to fade away, and many thoughts began to fly through Yu Wenjie's mind.

He has been thinking about things today, and what He Changan said the most was "If you see something interesting on the road, and the first thing she thinks about sharing with her, then you are tempted."

Is this correct? If so, he might become the kind of person he hates most.

Hua Jinghua is a man, but he feels very happy to be with him, and he doesn't even feel bored without leaving the Zichen Palace for five days. In the dream, I would dream of seeing strange flowers on the road and I would like to share it with him immediately.

Do you like this feeling?

He is an emperor above 10,000, and he cannot show his feelings, let alone like people he shouldn't like. Hua Jinghua's existence is itself a sword, which can protect him from the outside, but can also hurt him inside.

He can't give his heart to others foolishly.

Now the relationship is not deep, and he still has time to find that he has gone the wrong way, and he can change it.

It can be changed. After all, this man who loves to eat dried fish with a milky taste has nothing to attract him.

Huachun sat on the edge of the bed, watching the emperor's face getting redder and red, and her eyes widened.

I reached out and touched it, and it really burned even harder.

What kind of medicine does this imperial doctor prescribe, fake medicine? Huachun was in a hurry, and hurriedly called Duke Qin: "Get the jar of wine."

Duke Qin was taken aback and looked at him puzzled: "The emperor is ill, and the prime minister shouldn't drink at this time..."

"It's not that I want to drink it. Use it to cool the emperor's heat." Huachun said: "Hurry up, don't wait until you become a fool. Then we have to drop our heads together."

Upon hearing this, Duke Qin hurriedly sent someone to get the wine.

Without saying a word, Huachun went back and took off Yu Wenjie's clothes, leaving only his pants, revealing his whole strong chest.

Wow, six pack abs! Huachun's eyes lit up.

Then he slapped himself backhand! Beasts! People have a high fever and she still looks at her abs!

Rubbing wine on Yu Wenjie's body quickly to help dissipate heat.

Duke Qin had never seen such a battle before, and he was worried and quickly asked the imperial doctor if it would work. The imperial doctor touched his beard and said, "This is folk earthwork, and it is effective to cool down. The prime minister is well known and well-known."

Okay, Duke Qin was relieved, waiting intently, watching the Prime Minister touch the emperor all over.

After tossing for half an hour, Yu Wenjie's fever subsided.

Huachun breathed a sigh of relief and slumped on the side of the bed and said: "Wait for the emperor to get better, remember to give me a reward, it's really not easy for me."

All the palace people in the room were silent.

Prime Minister Hua must have been drunk by the smell of wine, so shameless words can be said!

Seeing that handsome face slowly returned to the color it should have, Huachun yawned and slept directly by the bed, lest her illness recur in the middle of the night and she would have to be picked up from the bed again.

The sky dawned outside. When Gong Gong Qin came in with water, he found that the emperor was awake, leaning on the bedside, and quietly looking down at the person beside the bed.

His eyes were so gentle, it was really the same as the water in the basin he was holding.

Duke Qin looked silly and couldn't move a step for a long time.

As if aware of him coming in, Yu Wenjie raised his head, his lips were still a little whitish, but he stretched out his hand and gestured to him to come in again later.

Taking a deep breath, Duke Qin gently lowered the basin, and walked out with a heavy heart.

He watched as the emperor he had been serving since he was a child became interested in a man.

Duke Qin was in a bad mood, but he didn't know what to do, let alone anyone else. At first he was still a little uncertain, but when he saw the emperor's eyes just now, he didn't need to explain anything.

No king would look at his officials with that look.

He has done a long period of psychological development. The emperor is a person who will take care of the overall situation. Even if he really likes the prime minister, he will not do anything out of the ordinary. It's a big deal privately... he can help hide it.

If Prime Minister Hua wants to do something with the emperor's favor, then even if he fights this fate, he must get rid of him in order to keep Yuwen stable, and he will have a big deal afterwards to see the emperor.

The grief in his heart became more and more profound, and Duke Qin even began to imagine what to do if the queen in the future was a man.

As a result, half an hour later, the door of the back hall of Zichen Palace opened slightly.

The emperor's expressionless face appeared in front of him, and said with white lips:

"Duke Qin, find some good-looking men for me to come into the palace."

What?

Duke Qin was stupid and looked at the emperor's face blankly.

Isn't he interested in Prime Minister Hua? Why... why would you look for other men?

Although he was prepared early in the morning, he has already sent people to find a lot of beautiful men to keep, whatever they want. But letting a man enter the palace is really no way to do it later, and the emperor chose this step directly.

"...Yes." Nodding hard, Duke Qin was almost crying.

The door of Zichen Hall was closed again, and there was a broken heart standing outside the door.

When Huachun woke up, her neck was as stiff as a plaster, and she did not twist it back for a long time.

Just as he was screaming, a pair of warm hands pressed on and gently rubbed her.