Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 49 I'm Not Afraid You Infect Me!
Waiting for this sentence is simply not easy.

He can finally go to bed.

Unexpectedly, it would be so difficult for him, the majestic king of a country, to sleep in his own bed.

When he was in a daze, he felt that she hugged his neck and kissed him after falling asleep.Greasy face, um, a kiss that smells like chicken legs, it doesn't rule out that the reason she kissed him was to wipe her mouth and be too lazy to find a handkerchief.

For some reason, I felt a little groggy today, and Zhaojun fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. When he woke up the next day, it was almost noon, and the morning time was long past.

"Why is no one calling you my lord?" Zhaojun frowned, and was about to get up when Wei Ying held him down, "Lie down, you have a fever." Only then did he realize that there was a cold silk scarf on his forehead, and there was pain in his throat. Dry and dumb like fire.

Wei Ying stood aside, took off the silk scarf on his forehead and pressed her forehead against it, "It's still hot, you lie down." She called out, "Ruolan, water." Then she picked up the scarf from the tray. A bowl, and some cold boiled water was fed into it with a porcelain spoon, and he felt better.

Zhaojun sat up with his hands on his forehead and frowned: "My lord, what's the matter?"

He has been in good health since he was a child, and rarely gets sick. It is clear that he was fine yesterday and did not catch a cold. Why is he so sick today?Zhaojun felt that his limbs were weak and his head was groggy, and he couldn't think of it at all.

"I also found out when I woke up this morning. Last night, your body was as hot as a stove." Wei Ying said, "I just sent someone to call for the imperial physician, and it will probably be here soon."

In the Qianning Hall, which is a few palaces away, the Queen and Concubine Heping are sitting together drinking tea and eating snacks.The queen said leisurely, "Have you ever lived? How long has it been since you put her cat back?"

"It's been nine days." Concubine Ping smiled secretly, "I heard that early this morning, the demon girl passed the doctor to the imperial doctor, and it must be that she has already started to get sick."

The queen frowned, "How did I hear that the king didn't go to court this morning? The king seldom goes to court, shouldn't it be..." As if suddenly realizing something, the queen said in horror, "Shouldn't it be?" Yes, it is the king who is sick..."

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other, their eyes widened in horror.

"Hurry up and send someone to inquire about the news!"

In the Hall of Qianqing, the imperial physician was carefully taking Zhaojun's pulse. He first observed his neck, then his pupils and tongue coating, and his expression changed drastically, "Your Majesty...you have contracted chickenpox."

"Ah?" Wei Ying was stunned.

"What did you say?" Zhaojun also had an incredulous expression on his face, and grabbed the imperial physician, "Are you sure this king has chickenpox?"

The imperial doctor said: "I can't be mistaken, there are a few red rashes on the king's neck now, and these rashes will become more and more, and they will grow bigger... Now this disease is very popular outside the palace. If you don’t pay attention, you will be infected. It will take ten days to half a month to recover. When you get sick, you will be accompanied by high fever and blisters on your body. During this period, your majesty needs to rest more. Drink plenty of water and keep the air flowing. Try your best. Don't come to court and meet guests."

Zhaojun let go of him slowly, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

Chickenpox?God, how could he have such a disgusting disease? !
"You step back." Wei Ying said to the imperial physician.

"Yes." The imperial physician hastily left with the medicine box on his back.

"You also step back, stay away from this king during this time, and move back to your Qianjing Palace." Zhaojun said weakly.

"Why should I go back." Wei Ying picked up the notebook and put it aside as if nothing had happened, leaned there and continued to read, "Anyway, it is going to be contagious, I guess I was infected by you a long time ago, and I will infect more people after I go back." , Now it is estimated that no one but me will dare to touch you, don't worry, I will not leave you as a sick number alone."

Unexpectedly, she was so calm.

Zhaojun looked at her in disbelief: "In the later stage of this disease, pus will flow all over the body, and those chickenpox will grow on the face. In severe cases, it will be disfigured."

Wei Ying smiled leisurely: "Who told you not to save some character and kill so many people? It's not that you didn't report it. The time has not come. You can only silently pray that those pimples don't grow on your face."

"You!" Zhaojun said angrily, "I mean to tell you to stay away from me, maybe you haven't been infected yet!"

Wei Ying smiled and said seriously, "You are my husband. Now that you are sick, I will take care of you. I am not afraid of getting chickenpox." She knew that she had chickenpox when she was a child, and those who got it would not She is afraid of being infected again.

Zhaojun closed his eyes.Taking a deep breath, he said coldly, "Back off."

Wei Ying seemed to have never heard of it.

What an amazing woman.Zhaojun said to himself in his heart.

Everyone in the Qianqing Palace was in danger, and subconsciously stood far away from Zhaojun. Anyone who met someone who was going to deliver water and medicine for him would have a bitter face, and wash their hands immediately after delivery.

Wei Ying could tell, so she did many things by herself, making medicine and feeding him by herself.

Zhaojun spent most of the time on the couch, because the early stage of the disease made people feel fatigued and drowsy, the whole person had no energy at all, and at night he would suffer from high fever, so Wei Ying put a bucket of cold water beside her, often in the middle of the night Get up and wipe his body with cold water.

In the middle of the night, Zhaojun was already dizzy from the fever, and kept muttering, "Water, water." Wei Ying got up to pour water, supported his head, and fed her cold water spoon by spoon.

"Feeling better?" she whispered in his ear.

"Aying, Aying." He whispered to her with a hoarse voice, "My lord, I feel so uncomfortable..."

His eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, but his whole body seemed to be burning. He felt that she kissed his face with her cold lips, then pulled him into his soft arms, and patted his back softly, "What? Don't even think about it, just close your eyes and sleep, and you will feel better the next day."

He suddenly remembered many, many years ago, when he had measles and had a high fever, the concubine mother was still by his side at that time, and she was not afraid of being infected by him, guarding him all night, taking care of him, and holding him in her arms Li coaxed him to sleep, and the mother concubine also hugged him into her arms. As a result, the mother concubine was also infected by him...

Although her arms could make him stable and comfortable, he still pushed her violently in a daze, "Stay away from me, you will be infected by me."

Wei Ying was startled, she didn't expect him to be so sick, and she was worried that she would be infected by him, what a fool.

Like a dream but not a dream, Zhaojun felt a cold kiss on his lips, as if clear water flowed through his heart, and soon he fell asleep.

"I said I'm not afraid, now you believe it."

(End of this chapter)