Advise you not to help the willows

Chapter 6

"Come on, I'll help you take your medicine." Lian Song helped Li Fuliu up, and half leaned in his arms, holding the thin body in his hands, feeling distressed again.Being ill these few days, Li Fuliu's already thin body has lost a lot of weight.

Li Fuliu drank the brown medicinal juice in the bowl with Lian Song's hand, frowning and squinting at Lian Song.

"Bitter~" Li Fuliu said aggrievedly with a nasal voice.

"Ah, come on, open your mouth." Lian Song said, feeding Li Fuliu the candied fruit that had been prepared a long time ago, and wiped off the stains around his mouth.

"Do you feel better now?" Lian Song put down the medicine bowl, and put the back of his hand on Li Fuliu's forehead, "Fortunately, the fever has subsided. I'll wipe it for you when I feel refreshed."

"Okay~" Li Fuliu is rarely so obedient. I have been caught in the wind and cold for the past few days, but the night is sultry. If Lian Song hadn't stayed by the bed with a fan all night, and wiped himself with clean water from time to time, I'm afraid I still can't No fever.

"You also take a break." Li Fuliu held Lian Song who was about to get up. In order to take care of himself, Lian Song didn't take a good rest these days. Although he was happy to see Lian Song day and night, but when he thought of working hard for himself After all, it still hurts.

"I'll come back after fetching water." Lian Song hugged Li Fuliu, coaxing softly.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Li Fuliu hurriedly tugged on his sleeve, "You haven't had a good rest these days, I can't bear it."

"Ah~ It's just that I feel ashamed. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't suffer from the cold." Lian Song held Li Fuliu's hand, sat down on the side of the bed again, stretched out his hand to smooth the hair on Li Fuliu's forehead, "Then I won't leave now, I will accompany you well."

"Well, you can talk to me." Li Fuliu had slept a lot recently, but now he felt much more comfortable and his mind was clear.

Lian Song supported the pillow behind Li Fuliu so that he could sit more comfortably, and leaned in himself.

Li Fuliu opened his lips slightly, and his voice was nasal: "Do you still remember the scene when we first met?"

Lian Song: "Well, it was at Taifu Wang's gathering of talents that year, we met for the first time."

Li Fuliu: "No."

Lian Song: "How do you say that?"

I clearly remember that the first time we met was at the Gathering Banquet, if I had met him before, how could I not have an impression of such an outstanding person like Fu Liu.

Li Fuliu took a look at Lian Song, "Do you remember the curtained room behind the Holy Majesty's palace examination that year?"

Lian Song: "I remember, the descendants of the Song family, the hero who founded the country, sat in it. That time it was Song Chengming, the great general of Zhengyuan."

Li Fuliu shook his head: "No."

Lian Song: "If it wasn't General Song, who would have the right to be treated like this by the Holy Majesty?"

Li Fuliu sighed silently in his heart, but still said: "The one sitting inside is me."

Lian Song was shocked, because he knew that Fu Liu would not come to have fun like this, so he knew it was true, but when he saw Li Fu Liu's serious eyes, he calmed down, "This...why?"

Li Fuliu turned sideways and looked into Lian Song's eyes seriously, but instead of answering Lian Song's question first, he asked, "Lian Song, what do you think of me?"

"This...you are fine." Lian Song was a little flustered when asked suddenly.

"Then do you like me?" Li Fuliu held his breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart was faintly nervous, but he must know the answer to this question.

"I..." Lian Song was not good at expressing emotions, and he had worries in his heart.

Li Fuliu looked at Lian Song earnestly, waiting for his next words.

"...Fu Liu, I like you, I really like you." After struggling for a while, Lian Song finally said it, but at this moment, his heart suddenly felt relieved.

Li Fuliu breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were reddish, against the slightly pale skin, he couldn't help but make people feel sorry for him, "In this way, I feel at ease."

Feeling Lian Song holding his hand made Li Fuliu feel more at ease.

That's right, because it's this person, I don't want to hide it from him.

"Actually, all the time, the people sitting in the curtain room are the descendants of the Li family, not the Song family." Li Fuliu said slowly.

"People in the world only know that the heroes of the founding of the country are the Song family, but they don't know that there is also the Li family. Song Zhuwu, the general; In the dark, he made suggestions for the kings of all dynasties.

People only know that the Li family is a family of painters, exclusive to the king, able to walk in the palace, and admired by literati, but they don't know that this kind of power is actually a kind of bondage. "

Lian Song was shocked, never thought that the Li family had such a wealth background, but this could explain why Fu Liu knew so many secrets before.

Lian Song: "Then why is Fuliu here now?"

If it was used by the king, then Fuliu should be in Beijing now instead of in Jiangnan, not to mention that Fuliu had already retired when he was still a minister.

Li Fuliu laughed lightly when he heard this, and seemed disdainful: "Li's family motto: Hold the sword in your left hand to determine the world, and hold the pen in your right hand to protect the country. This family motto is indeed for protecting the country. Learning swordsmanship is not for killing but for protecting yourself and the future. So that the Li family can continue to be used by the king, and the painting is to cover up his identity.

These are all because the ancestors received the kindness of the late emperor and promised to protect the late emperor's country for 300 years. In my generation, I was the only one left in the Li family, and the 300-year period has expired.A promise imprisoned the Li family for 300 years, and I don't know how many Li family members died on this road.

Now that I am finally free, otherwise with my heart, I am afraid I would have died long ago. "

Lian Song felt distressed for a while, and gently hugged the person around him, kissed his forehead, "No one can imprison you in the future, I will accompany you whatever you want."

Li Fuliu raised his head and rubbed Lian Song's chin, "Do you care about my past?"

Lian Song smiled, "Aren't you here now?"

Li Fuliu was taken aback for a moment, then the corner of his mouth curled up, and he leaned forward to kiss her.

This time Lian Song is sober.

Li Fuliu didn't go too deep, just pressed his lips lightly and then retracted. Seeing Lian Song's absent-mindedness for a moment, he couldn't help laughing, but his head was caught suddenly, and then the delicate kiss fell.

"Huh?..." This!Not drunk this time!

Lian Song didn't know why he was like this, but when Fu Liu's warm lips touched him, it was filled with the sweet taste of candied fruit, so tempting, I'm afraid it would melt away like sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and he couldn't control himself for a while.

"En~ don't... um~ Lian, Lian Song..." Li Fuliu finally pushed Lian Song away, lying on Lian Song's shoulder and panting slightly.

"why?"

"I...my wind chill is still not healed. In this way...you will also...uh~"

Lian Song was still a little disappointed at first, but when he heard this sentence, he felt warm in his heart, and kissed Fu Liu's head deeper, until Li Fu Liu was completely limp in his arms, he was reluctant to let go.

"Why...why... did you do this?" Li Fuliu asked with a blushing complexion, peach blossoms in his eyes, and his whole body limp in Lian Song's arms, panting.

"I heard that the wind and cold will get better sooner." Lian Song stroked Li Fuliu's back one after another to help him feel better.

"I just listen to people talking nonsense, you are really... ah~" Although Li Fuliu said this, he was very happy in his heart.

The two hugged each other quietly, enjoying the sweet aftertaste just now, after a while, there was a long breathing sound in his arms, Lian Song looked down and saw that Li Fuliu was actually asleep.

He touched Li Fuliu's head, thinking that the medicine he had just taken had taken effect, and that medicine contained drowsiness, which could ensure Li Fuliu's rest.

Li Fuliu was placed lightly, Lian Song sat on the edge of the bed and looked at it for a while, then turned and left, soon there was the sound of fetching water from the yard.

Lian Song held the water basin and handled it gently, even though he knew that Li Fuliu would not wake up for a while, he didn't want to break the silence at this moment.

Carefully pull off the quilt, and then Li Fuliu's undershirt.Although it was not the first time to do it, when Li Fuliu's jade-white skin was exposed, Lian Song still took a breath, and his heart beat faster when his fingers slightly touched the snow-white skin, not even kissing.

Lian Song restrained his mind and wiped it very quickly. Fortunately, his upper body only needed to lean against himself when wiping his back, but Lian Song felt that he seemed to be a little angry and bloody when he got to his lower body. In addition, Li Fuliu was already taking medicine and sweating. It makes the white thighs sticky and sticky, which is really tempting and tempting.

After finally wiping, and then changing into dry clothes for Li Fuliu, Lian Song realized that there seemed to be some movement in some part of himself, his ears turned red all of a sudden, he hurriedly packed up his things and left.

There was the sound of splashing water in the yard, and under the silvery moonlight, even wearing a white undershirt, he held a wooden bucket and poured water on himself.

Lian Song shook his hair, put down the barrel, his mind was confused.

In the past, when I was an official, I had to go to some romantic places, but I rarely had such needs. I was more sympathetic to those women than lust, and occasionally I just took a cold shower.Now just looking at Fuliu, I often feel angry and bloody, and even feel desire in my heart. Why is this?

It must, it must be that Fuliu looks so good-looking!

Not just the face, but... and the body!

Thinking of Li Fuliu's translucent white body reappearing in front of Lian Song's eyes, he didn't feel that there was a reaction under him again, so he could only sigh and pick up the wooden barrel again.