Wei Lian was silent.

People lie on the bed, and the pot comes from the sky.

Although Doctor Wang's move was kind to help others, he was really not kind to offer it.

I wonder if the King of Qin would believe him, "This jade fell from the sky."

Ji Yue was also silent.

He needs to calm down.

Of course, he was not Liu Xiahui who was in a state of confusion. In order not to offend Wei Lian, he moved people to Zhongling Palace and endured himself to sleeplessly.

As a result, he was unable to vent his anger, and Wei Lian was not satisfied.

It's simply a waste of time.

"If Wei Lang has something to do," Ji Yue narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "Just look for the orphans, why do you need this thing?"

Wei Lian was slightly surprised.

Looking for the King of Qin?

What does the King of Qin mean?

Do you still want to make a fake show?

Wei Lian whispered: "I am wronged..."

He was so unfair.

"Unfortunate?" Ji Yue glanced at the exquisitely carved wooden box, and said, "This evidence is obvious."

Wei Lian paused and suddenly asked, "Can you really find you?"

Ji Yue: "!!!"

Wei Lian relaxed his expression, looked at the head of the bed lazily, curled his lips and smiled, "I'm lying down, you'll come."

Ji Yue was shocked: "You—"

"Hurry up." Wei Lian urged, "I can't wait."

"Wei Lian, calm down."

"I can't calm down." Wei Lian's tone was frivolous, "The deep palace is really lonely. I want to go to Wushan with you to have a joy of fish and water."

Ji Yue: "…"

Ji Yue left a word and fled in panic.

When I walked out of the palace, I was tripped by the threshold.

In terms of thickness, ten Ji Yue is not as good as one Wei Lian.

Wei Lian looked at Ji Yue's panic behind the scenes of his hurry leaving, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth, tears rolling up at the corners of his eyes.

It adds a little bit of beauty to that fairy-like jade color.

It took him a long time to say to himself: "Ji Yue, you are much more interesting than them."

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Wei Lian thought that with the thin-skinned King of Qin, he would probably avoid him for a long time after escaping at noon. He never thought that the King of Qin had made great progress. He just fled in the morning and came again in the evening.

It came very suddenly and no one asked to notify in advance.

At that time, Wei Lian was sitting on the chaise longue drinking white plum blossom tea. When he saw the King of Qin entering the palace, he didn't stand up and salute. He took a sip and said, "Why is Your Majesty here again?"

Ji Yue's first sentence was: "I want to be blessed with you."

"Puff--" Wei Lian choked in his throat with a sip of water.

He coughed a few times and wiped away the water stains on his lips with a veil.

When Ji Yue saw him coughing, he frowned: "What tea and medicine are you drinking?"

Wei Lian paused.

...He poured the medicine into the flower pot.

Wei Lian does not like to drink bitter medicine. Wind and cold are not a serious illness. He has good physical condition, and this time he gets sick is also the result of his indulgence.

It will naturally be better if you just take two days of rest, so you still need medicine.

As soon as Ji Yue saw him hesitating, he knew that the medicine must have not entered his stomach properly.

Last time Wei Lian became ill, and he coerced and tempted people to drink a bowl of medicine, so he could not count on Wei Lian to be conscious.

"Go and boil another bowl of medicine." Ji Yue ordered, "You all go down too."

The palace people in Zhongling Palace retreated quietly withdrew with great blessings.

Changsheng and Changshou had to retreat. When they left, they walked heavy. Changshou clasped his fists to the point of moistening his eyes.

They didn't miss the Qin King's words, "I want to be blessed with you."

The young master is going to be bullied by the King of Qin again.

Wei Lian didn't want to know what messy things the two followers had made up for.

He looked helpless: "Your Majesty, I don't want to drink medicine."

Ji Yue asked: "Do you still want to recover from the illness?"

Wei Lian shook his head: "I don't want to."

Ji Yue raised his eyebrows: "Do you still want to leave the palace?"

Wei Lian nodded: "I want to."

"Then take the medicine."

Wei Lian was confused for a moment and said, "It will be better if you don't drink medicine."

"If you don't drink medicine, you won't take you out of the palace."

"..." Wei Lian, "Hmph."

The young man looked quite cute in anger. Ji Yue couldn't help laughing: "How old is he, he is still afraid of taking medicine. Do you think you are embarrassed?"

Wei Lian was depressed: "I drank the medicine. Can I stay outside the palace for more hours that day? It would be better to have a night or something?" His tone suddenly became excited.

"You dare to bargain with Gu." Ji Yue pinched his cheek, "Don't even think about it."

Wei Lian couldn't believe it: "You pinch my face?"

He has forgotten even the title of honor.

From, come, no, people, this, right, him.

Ji Yue narrowed his eyes and pinched the young man's face with both hands: "I'm not doing anything, I'm just pinching it, what's wrong?"

Wei Liansheng was thin, but his face was bright and soft, and it felt very good when pinched.

Ji Yue Ben just teased casually, but became addicted to playing. He rubbed the young man's face around and round and flattened: "Wei Xiaolian, you are lonely, let alone a face."

Wei Lian's eyes are about to get angry.

This dog emperor is trying to die again!

Fortunately, the palace maid came in with medicine at this time and rescued Wei Lian.

It also rescued Ji Yue, who was only one line away from death.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is here."

"Let go." Ji Yue immediately withdrew his hand and maintained the noble and majestic appearance of the king in front of outsiders, "You go out."

"promise."

Ji Yue tried the temperature of the medicine, scooped up a spoonful, and blew it at his mouth.

"Drink." He handed the spoon to Wei Lian's mouth.

The king personally fed the medicine, and the treatment this time was much higher than the last time.

Unfortunately, Wei Lian didn't appreciate it.

His face was full of reluctance, and he pursed his lips tightly, as if he was tortured.

Ji Yue emphasized: "Lantern Festival."

The rosy lips struggled to open a slit.

Ji Yue took the opportunity to feed the spoon to his mouth.

Wei Lian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled.

He looks very aggrieved.

Ji Yue couldn't help but say, "You even ate my lonely things so happily that day, why can't you swallow a bowl of medicine?"

His voice suddenly became low: "Is the lonely thing better than medicine?"
To be continued...