Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 33

"Thinking of vomiting? Is it so soon?"

"You want shame!"

He held her hand tightly, and said forcefully, "This time, I made a mistake. Give me a chance, and I will definitely make it up to you."

"I don't want your chance, I'll be thankful if you stay away from me." Wei Ying said angrily.

"Damn this king!" Zhaojun climbed onto the bed shamelessly, hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear, "I know you won't be able to get rid of your anger for a while. When you get better, This king lets you do whatever you want. You can do whatever you want, how about it?"

This was the first time he spoke to a woman in such a low voice, Wei Ying struggled desperately, but did not break away.

"pain!"

Every inch of her body hurts, and when she was hugged by him, those wounds began to ache again.

Only then did Zhaojun let go of his hand slowly.

"I want to go back to the palace, send me back!"

"You will live here during this time, take good care of your body."

"I do not want!"

"This is the order of the king."

Every mouthful of Weiying's porridge, every mouthful of medicine was fed by Zhaojun himself. When changing the medicine every day, because there are many wounds on her body in hidden places, and there are no female medical officers in the palace, those wounds are healed by him personally. She applied medicine, scrubbed and bandaged.He came back immediately after the morning morning, and even approved the papers next to her, guarding her every step of the way.On the other hand, the queen, who was also recovering, never saw Zhaojun again.

"Where's your majesty?" Asked Zheng Shi who was drinking medicine by himself.

"Kings……"

Xing'er, the personal maid serving the queen, hesitated to speak.

"Say!"

"Your Majesty is approving papers in the Qianqing Palace."

"Are there so many papers to be approved? If I can't get out of bed now, why won't he come to see me?"

"Your Majesty, you are with Concubine Jing now." Suddenly a charming smile was heard, and Concubine Mei, who was still wearing a veil, walked in enchantingly.

"What? Concubine Jing?!" The queen looked confused, "Could it be that the king has adopted a new concubine Jing?"

Concubine Mei raised her head and laughed: "Sister, what are you kidding, of course it's Concubine Jing who asked someone to stab you."

"What?! That bitch isn't dead yet!?" Zheng said with a look of disbelief.

Mrs. Zheng stretched out a hand to Xing'er, and said bitterly: "Help me down, I'm going to see the king!"

Xing'er said: "Niang Niang, your body is not well yet, you can't get out of bed and walk around yet."

Concubine Mei also pressed her shoulders and said: "Sister, you have to recover well. Only when you recover can you kill that little fairy, right?"

"It's cold." On the other side, Zhaojun was feeding Wei Ying medicine with a spoon.

Zhaojun immediately handed the medicine to the maid beside him, "It's for heat exchange."

The maid came over to change the bowl, Zhaojun fed him another spoonful, Wei Ying said coldly, "It's hot."

Zhaojun said to the court lady in a good-tempered manner, "Change again."

When the third bowl of medicine was brought, Zhaojun tried a spoonful first, and then fed it to her when she found that the temperature was just right. Wei Ying turned her face away, frowned and said, "I won't drink what you've drunk, take it away!"

The maid behind Zhaojun was already stunned, Zhaojun brought the bowl to her again with a sullen face: "Change again."

For the fourth bowl, Zhaojun tested the temperature of the bowl wall with his hands and found that the temperature was just right. He fed her a spoon, Wei Ying took a sip and stopped drinking, "It's too bitter."

Zhaojun took a deep breath, "Wei Ying, you forced me to do this."

Wei Ying glanced at him, wanting to see what other tricks he could make, but she saw him take a big gulp of the medicine, and then leaned forward to pry her lips open one by one, and the maid behind her instantly He looked red in the face.

After crossing, Wei Ying stared at him with an aggrieved face, gasping for breath, wanting to spit it out, Zhaojun stared at her and ordered: "Don't spit it out, swallow it!"

Wei Ying's health improved day by day, and the wounds began to scab and fall off.

It was late spring, and warblers were flying and grasses were growing in the imperial garden.After lying on the bed for ten days, listening to the crisp birdsong outside, Wei Ying began to feel itchy.

Taking advantage of Zhaojun not paying attention, she tiptoed out of bed and slipped out quietly.

"Where?"

Zhaojun still kept his eyes on the book, but raised his voice.

Wei Ying didn't answer, she had already walked to the door, Zhaojun picked up a writing brush from the desk, swished it, the brush passed her eyes, and directly inserted into the door frame.

"Wu Yanzhao!" Wei Ying turned her head and glared at him angrily.

The prime minister wanted to kill her wholeheartedly. I'm afraid there are many killers lurking around the Qianqing Palace.Now, only the Qianqing Hall is the safest.

"Come here." Zhaojun said softly to her.

Wei Ying walked up to him and said, "Is it interesting for you to trap me here with you? My injury is already healed, let me go back."

"This is in the king's palace, do you think you can get rid of the king when you go back?"

"I've heard you say this for the second time. Is it amazing that you have a palace? At least I can stay away from you when I go back, so I don't have to live so sad every day!"

"Why have you ever wronged you in this king? Are you so unwilling to stay with this king?" Zhaojun raised his head and looked at her.

"Yes. I just don't want to be with you. I feel sick when I'm in the same room with you. Wu Yanzhao, do you think that you are the king, and all women want to cling to you and love you? They want to surround you Are you waiting for your favor?"

"That's right, I did like you once and wanted to get you, but now that I have seen your true face, seen your cold-blooded and ruthless, I will never be as stupid as before!" Wei Ying finished speaking. , turn around and leave.

Zhaojun's face was already so dark that it couldn't be any more serious.

"If you dare to step out, I will send you back to the sky prison immediately."

Wei Ying paused.

At this time, she was standing at the door, and on the opposite rubble, he saw Si Fangchuo crouching there.

That day she was rashly taken away by Zhaojun in Dali Temple, Wei Rong was very anxious.He sent someone to chase Zhaojun's carriage, but was stopped by Ouchi's guards.He watched her walk away from him.

Brother must be very worried about her.

Wei Ying also felt anxious, at least she should report her safety and let her brother go back, but now that Zhaojun is watching her so closely, how should she pass the news?
Just thinking about it, I suddenly heard a cat meowing.Wei Ying turned her head and saw Ruolan holding a steamed bun in her hand.

"Ruolan!"

Wei Ying immediately hugged her excitedly.

"Your Majesty!" Ruolan was also full of excitement, "I thought I would never see you again."

"Are you all okay? I'm not here, is there anyone coming to bully you?"

"It's all good!" Ruolan nodded repeatedly, "Nurse Rong is also very worried about you!"

"Meow." Mantou yelled, and crawled from Ruolan's arms onto Wei Ying's body. Wei Ying held the steamed bun in her hand, and suddenly a plan came to her mind.

On the second day, taking advantage of Zhaojun's early court, Wei Ying quickly wrote a note, wrote a word in small script, rolled it into a ball and stuffed it into the ear hole of the steamed bun.She walked to the door, saw the man opposite, pointed at Mantou's ear, and then let Mantou go.

(End of this chapter)