The prince is sick: the doctor waits for the prince

Chapter 518 I Want You

At that time, his eyes were clearly filled with desire, and he couldn't even see the people around him.

She knew that her son was unreliable, but she was still surprised at how unreliable he was, that she couldn't even tell if she liked her or not?
"Anyway, I don't want it." Sima Yu said fiercely, "Anyone is fine, but this person, I don't want it."

"Really not?"

"No."

"Don't like it at all?"

Sima Yu choked.

He couldn't speak, probably couldn't even think, and just stared at the queen with wide-eyed eyes.It's like a nightmare.

The queen was also a little scared, and raised her hand to pat him on the shoulder.Sima Yu came back to his senses, as if he was afraid that the queen would ask another question, he turned around and ran away.

Sima Yu went back to the East Palace, went straight into the bedroom, and slept with his head covered.The maids and eunuchs came into the palace to wait for him to eat and wash. He didn't want to talk, so he picked up the pillow from the bed and threw it out.

There was a mess outside for a while, and finally quieted down.

When the lanterns first came on, there was an imperial doctor outside the curtain who saluted softly, saying that he had come by the emperor's order.Sima Yu didn't answer, they rushed in lightly, knelt down beside the bed to ask for pulse.

Sima Yu held out his wrist flatly.

He felt that he was probably too tired and needed a good rest.

I don't know how long it took, but the imperial doctor pushed it down.The sky outside is dark, and when the cool wind blows, there are autumn insects chirping.

Sima Yu looked at the candle flames dancing outside the curtain, and gradually fell asleep.

The candlelight fell on the thin gauze, and it became one piece, just like the apricot blossoms in the forest are blooming one after another in the drizzle.

The apricot blossoms are all over the forest, and the girl's gauze is cool and thin, and she puts her feet to climb the branches.Her hair was as black as a cloud, and her thin sleeves slid down, revealing a section of her snow-white arm.

The rain fell all over the sky, like the misty hot soup in the Liuyu Pavilion, soaking people warmly.

Soft and delicate.

There are sticky and sweet gasps in my mind, like warm waves surging.He tightened his arms eagerly.

The undulating carcass looks like a pile of snow, the black hair is scattered, and it is messy under the body like a kelp.

The waves rose and receded.All that remains is warm, lazy satiation.

He held the girl in his arms carefully, and gently stroked the hair hanging on her forehead with his fingers - he thought, this time he could see clearly.He was slightly anxious.

You must be able to see clearly.

——It was a pair of quiet eyes that seemed to be weeping.

He couldn't help kissing, he wanted to ask why he was crying.He likes her so much and will treat her well for the rest of his life.

"Don't cry." He called her name softly.But those two words seemed to be erased from his life, he knew it clearly, but he couldn't say it out loud.

He did remember her name.He remembered that he had asked when they first met.

He tried hard to speak out.

There are only two words, how can it be so heavy.Just like the fallen stone tablet on the ruins of the West Mountain, it seems that once it is uncovered, it will be endless and the past can never be unloaded.

Sima Yu was in a bad mood.

He vaguely remembered that he had a dream, but unfortunately he forgot all about it after waking up.

But he can still judge based on basic common sense—it was a very voluptuous dream, and the evidence is that the girls in the dormitory helped him get up at the moment, and after tidying up the bedding, they looked at him shyly, dodging and Subtle gazes swaying frequently.

As he got older, there were more and more similar gazes from beautiful women and men, and Sima Yu precociously ignored them.

The only difference between this day and usual is that he is also more curious about his body.

(End of this chapter)