Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 51 What a Big Banlangen!

The red rash on Zhaojun's body finally grew bigger one by one, and some of them began to grow yellow pus, so the thick curtain of his bedroom was drawn down, refusing to see anyone.Only Wei Ying stayed inside and read the story book, and she often let out a burst of "haha" laughter.

During this period, Zhaojun could not even approve the memorials, because the virus could be transmitted to the ministers through the memorials, and everything he touched could be infected, and everything he used needed to be scalded with boiling water.

When he was bored, Wei Ying grabbed him and accompanied her to read the story book. She didn't dislike the chicken pox all over his body, so she just leaned in his arms, raised her head from time to time and smiled at him, her smile was bright Bright, eyes, are the brightest stars in the world, sometimes, when his body is itchy, he can't help scratching, and she will beat him.

It was very painful for her to hit someone, but he really couldn't help it, so she grabbed his hand and clasped her fingers tightly with both hands.And when she saw him suffering, she would lean up and kiss his lips, which was more effective than any anti-itch medicine.

She put away the mirror, so he didn't see his chickenpox-covered face, but he could feel it with his hands, how did she kiss such a face?

Every day, she would wipe his body with warm water, because he could not go into the water if he had chicken pox, and those pox were easy to break, so he could only wipe carefully with warm water.Some scabs had been broken, and the pieces on his body looked shocking, even his own scalp was numb, but she had a calm face, without the slightest dislike, and at night, she still hugged him to sleep, curled up in his arms.

What she did for him was beyond his imagination, and what he couldn't even imagine was that a princess who didn't touch the sun could take care of him so meticulously, except that she had really regarded him as her own. Man, he couldn't find any explanation.

Finally, on the tenth day, most of the wounds on his body had scabbed over, and some had fallen off naturally, revealing smooth pink skin. The imperial doctor asked him to bathe and wipe himself in boiling hot water boiled with wormwood every day, so that the scabs could be cured. Comes off smoothly.

There is a big wooden barrel in Zhaojun's bedroom, which is filled with boiling hot water. Zhaojun sits in the wooden barrel with his eyes closed, the whole room looks clouded and foggy, and the steam rising from the water dazzles his long eyelashes. Wet, a large section of bronze-colored chest was exposed out of the water, looking sexy and charming, Wei Ying rolled up a piece of sleeve and leaned against the wall of the barrel to watch him, without any shyness at all.

The chickenpox on his face has almost subsided, and in the hazy water mist, he has regained the flirtatiousness of the most beautiful man in the country of Wu. Although his eyes are closed, no dead corners can be seen on that sharp-edged face, and his full forehead , the two thick eyebrows are not angry but majestic, with the solemnity of a king and a bit of wildness, and the black long eyelashes are like a fan, which adds a bit to this majestic face. Delicate and delicate, with slightly pursed thin lips, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the straight bridge of the nose outlines an arrogant and arrogant side face.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his long eyelashes curled up, and a pair of obsidian-like eyes shone with a sharp and deep light, which seemed to be able to penetrate a person's heart at a glance, making people afraid to look at him.

Seeing Wei Ying staring blankly at his face, he couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"No one has dared to stare at the king as unscrupulously as you."

Wei Ying tilted her head and looked at him: "I'm just looking at you unscrupulously, so what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab the back of her head.

"Well……"

With a "pop", Wei Ying plunged both hands into the hot water, splashing a large splash of water, almost falling into it,

What happened recently?Why do you want to kiss even if you disagree?
The clothes in front of Wei Ying were wetted by water, but Zhaojun did not intend to let her go, holding her shoulders with both hands, kissing her lips deeply, almost wanting to wipe her whole body dry Jing was willing to give up.

The steam made her face red, and when he let her go, she felt like she was suffocating.Panting, his slender fingers brushed her wet hair behind her ears, and pressed his hot palms on her smooth and porcelain face.

"Who sent you to this king? You goblin. You actually took my heart like this..."

Zhaojun rarely speaks to reveal his heart, and he has never expressed his heart to any woman verbally in this life.

Wei Ying knew that she had won this game, completely.Thanks to his chicken pox, she had managed to confuse him.

The best charm is not to make him obsessed with your body, but to attack the heart.When he thinks you have fallen in love with him, it is the time of success.

Now, her position in his heart is unmatched.

Chickenpox suddenly broke out in the palace like a plague.During this period of time, no one dared to walk around in the palace at will.The Tai Hospital purchased a whole room of Banlangen and distributed it to each palace.

Zhaojun's body has fully recovered.There were only a few faint marks on his face. He was dealing with a mountain of memorials piled up during this period, and he was extremely busy.In the morning, Wei Ying went to the imperial study and glanced at him, and the paperwork piled up on the desk almost buried him.Sometimes looking at it, he would drop a few books.

During the court meeting today, Zhaojun decreed that she should be conferred the title of Concubine Jing from Concubine Jing, and the canonization ceremony was set on the day of the summer solstice. It is said that the courtiers reacted greatly to this, especially the group of people headed by the prime minister. Her identity is unknown, and she is suspected of assassinating the queen, so she cannot be named a noble concubine.Some people even compared her to Daji in the Shang Dynasty, thinking that she was a demon concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people, and she should be killed for the sake of the country...

"Those old bastards! Are they protesting against this king? Sooner or later, this king will kill them all!"

Wei Ying heard the sound of folding papers from a long distance away, and when she got closer, she saw that memorial papers had been thrown all over the ground.Zhaojun's face was livid and he shouted: "Come here, burn all these papers for me!"

"Why are you so angry? Come, drink this." Wei Ying handed him the bowl in her hand, which was a bowl of jet-black banlangen.

"My king's illness is already cured, so I don't want to drink this stuff." Zhaojun said with a frown.

"If you are sick, you can cure it. If you are not sick, you can keep fit. Come on, let's go." The bowl was brought to him, and Zhaojun took it, drank it cleanly, put down the bowl, and grabbed her wrist violently. With a tug, he pulled it into his arms.

A pair of big hands held her waist, which could not be held tightly, and her thin lips moved together.

"Don't make trouble." She pushed him lightly, and he stretched out his hands to hug her tightly.

"Just now, this king has always felt weak and can't cheer up, but I don't know the reason, and now I finally know."

"Well, it seems that this banlangen has a good effect." Wei Ying said casually.

"Isatis root? Such a big isatis root..."

(End of this chapter)