The official is deeply trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 12

In the empty palace, the flames were flickering, and it was already ashes white. Fu Chengao took off his cloak, bent down and knelt down to cover him, and slowly tucked his fingers tightly along the collar of his collar. Standing up, staring at his exposed face with extreme tenderness, the little boy back then has grown up, and I still remember that he would secretly cry because of others' exclusion, he is a few years older than him, and he already understands To comfort others, there was an oolong at that time, little Zhu Jue was white and tender, and she always dressed in simple and elegant clothes, and her crying was soft and waxy. He thought it was a little girl, and deliberately held the palace Little Zhu Jue gave him the special sweet-scented osmanthus candy from crying, her eyes were red from crying, she wiped away her tears, spread her palms to let him have it, and even called him a good brother.

It's a pity, alas, as he grew up, both of his parents died, and he had to hold up the title of Uncle Yuen by himself, so it was inevitable that he had complicated thoughts, and when he met again, he would respectfully call him Sixth Highness, and he never saw the friendship he had when he was a child.

Fu Chengao watched him for a whole hour, and the eunuch who was accompanying him outside urged him, so he hooked his chin with his fingers reluctantly, and complained in a low voice, "One day, you will call me brother again. "

Zhu Jue's back ached from sleeping this time, rubbed his back and sat up straight, looked down at a python-patterned cloak, looked around suspiciously, there was no shadow left, patted his head, barely relieving the pain, He shook his body, sneezed, sniffed and sucked, and couldn't breathe anymore. The monitor outside heard the sound coming in, and hurriedly asked, "Is my uncle sick?"

His voice was hoarse and dry, and his head hurt badly. Holding the cloak in his hand, he asked him, "Who was here last night?"

If that bastard Fu Renzhang came, he would definitely not stop like this. After thinking about it, in this palace, there is only...

"The Sixth Highness came in in the middle of the night, and there was no one else."

As expected, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was clear. He stood up with support, turned his head and made three bows to the coffin, then turned and left the hall.

It was still dark outside, and it felt like it was raining. I used to sit in a sedan chair with Fu Renzhang, but this time he was alone, so he had to walk out of the palace gate, handing a purse to the little eunuch to lead the way, while holding the cloak, don’t let It got wet, otherwise it couldn't be returned.

Going back to the yard in a daze, Uncle Chai got up early, saw his blushing complexion, hurriedly helped him into the dormitory, touched his forehead, he was really sick, quickly rolled some ginger soup for him to drink up, and then went out to find him. Doctor, Zhu Jue felt uncomfortable, took off his coat and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, waiting for someone to come over.

After a long time, no one came, so he simply put on his shoes and socks and lay on his side, closed his eyes and fell asleep. In the dream, a little boy was playing Cuju, sweating profusely, and threw himself into the arms of a woman, shouting loudly, "Mother Concubine, look, look, my illness is cured, I can play Cuju now..."

The woman's face was unclear, she just wiped the sweat off his forehead with a happy smile, "Okay, okay, as long as your son is happy, you can let Wei Niang do whatever you want, be careful, don't catch the wind..."

The maid next to her comforted her, "Mother, thanks to His Royal Highness, otherwise this malaria would really kill people. I heard that the Ninth Prince's nanny disappeared because of this disease. It happened a few days ago."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and quickly patted her chest, then ran back to the small ancestral hall to burn incense and worship Buddha in fear.

As soon as he woke up from the dream, a tear fell from the corner of Zhu Jue's eye, and he wiped it with the back of his hand. His heart was still uncomfortable. When Chai Bo saw that someone woke up, he felt very sad. He pretended not to see his movement, and turned around to bring the medicine bowl, "Just now, doctor I’ve been here and said it’s a cold, don’t be afraid, just drink a few decoctions and you’ll be fine, come on, drink the medicine.”

Zhu Jue hummed, took a few sips and drank it, feeling that it was tasteless, and ate another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again in a daze.

Chai Bo covered him with a quilt, turned around and went out to close the door.

Fu Renzhang slept all day and all night, and finally woke up hungry. Nanny Zhong said while serving him vegetables, "I got up early yesterday and my uncle came to wait for you. You slept well. He entered the palace by himself, but the child was too honest, and kept the spirit all night. I went to the imperial doctor and just came back now, so there is probably no big problem."

Fu Renzhang couldn't help laughing at him for a while, and said, "Little Hongdou looks very smart, how can he be so stupid?"

Grandma Zhong sighed and defended him, "He is really sincere, Your Highness, don't take pleasure in other's misfortune."

Gee.

"Okay, then I'll go and see him later, you prepare something to eat when you're sick, and I'll torture him."

Grandmother Zhong didn't know how this child offended her master, she was so angry that she was gnashing her teeth all day long, so she turned around and prepared some supplements, as well as a basket of candies.

Fu Renzhang came down to bring the tonic in person, when Uncle Chai saw him, he hurriedly saluted and said hello, "Young uncle is sleeping, and the imperial doctor said that sweating will help you recover. Your Highness, please don't go in, lest you get sick."

This can't be taken care of, his little uncle has already offended the Ninth Prince, if he does this again, he will lose his life.

Fu Renzhang squinted his eyes, pushed open the door indifferently, and turned around to say to him, "You are more likely to be infected when you are older, stay away, and clear out everyone in the yard."

A sick little sheep should be more fun.

After closing the door, the whole dormitory smelled of medicine mixed with strong plum fragrance. Frowning, he went to turn on the incense burner. He was sick, and he was still burning incense. Could it be that he wanted to kill Xiaohongdou, but there was nothing there, not even a single residue , so where does this smell come from?

Zhu Jue was still dreaming. In the dream, it was the night when Fu Renzhang’s nurse passed away. He was thinking about how to escape, or how to beg him to let him go. His forehead and body were covered with sweat. Very comfortable, turned over and kicked the quilt under the feet.

Fu Renzhang happened to walk in, and saw his undulating figure and those two white and tender little feet at a glance. Inexplicably excited, he strode over and looked down at him.

Zhu Jue's appearance is undoubtedly good-looking, and the beauty mole on his forehead is even more coquettish and coquettish. Lying on his side, the corners of his clothes are rolled up, revealing some delicate skin. Fu Renzhang lifted his robe and sat down, hooking his fingers around his trouser waist The lower part faded, and when I saw it clearly, there was a raging fire in my eyes, which almost burned the people under me, and I slowly cleared my desire. The fire, Xiaohongdou is still sick, if he tries harder, won't he want to If it’s broken, it’s not going to work, the main reason is that he only has the experience of reading scripts, and he has no real experience. Well, he will go back and ask the imperial physician later.

His fingers moved down, and he held Zhu Jue's exposed feet. Once he grasped one, he put his nose up and smelled it, and it was really fragrant. There seemed to be some vague idea in his heart, and he suppressed it in an instant. , put it on his lips and caressed it, slowly his eyes filled with desire.

In Zhu Jue's dream, there was still a man lying on his neck crying silently. He patted his shoulder and comforted him dryly, "Your Highness, people cannot be resurrected after death, so let's be sad."

Fu Renzhang picked him up and put him on the couch as if in a daze, took off his shoes and socks, put his face between his legs, and said hoarsely, "Since I was young, I thought that the nanny was my own mother, and I accompanied him every day. I play, eat with me, and study with me. When I’m sick, it’s the nurse who is in a hurry. When I ride and shoot well, it’s also the nurse who bandages my wounds all day long. It’s all nurses, all nurses, all nurses…”

Zhu Jue touched his ear, and suddenly remembered his mother, with a gentle smile like a flower, Fu Renzhang grabbed his feet and continued to cry hoarsely, "Well, Zhu Jue, what should I do now, my nanny is gone, gone, She won't tell me anymore, what should I do, I don't want the nanny to die, I don't want to..."

Listening, the corners of Zhu Jue's eyes were filled with tears, and just as he was about to comfort him, he suddenly saw him holding up his feet and wanting to put them under his body. He Titong kicked him over and knocked him to the ground.

The actual situation is also the same, just as Fu Renzhang held the sole of his foot and pressed it down, he kicked him in the face without paying attention, and fell to the ground with a bang. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, so hard , squeezed out of the bed, and the waist eye was just stuck on the wooden footrest. With a silent wail, he got up angrily and wanted to reprimand him. As a result, the tear from the corner of Zhu Jue's eye fell down, dripping hotly on the tip of his heart. on the tip.

Fu Renzhang had never felt heartbroken because of anything. He bent down and wet the tear, put it on his lips and licked it slightly. When he looked down at him again, he felt inexplicably guilty, like a child who had done something wrong. , fled out in embarrassment.

When he came out, he was sober again when the cold wind blows. He never hesitates in doing things, and he will get what he likes, otherwise he will lose the opportunity if he thinks beforehand, and he is unwilling to waste time or wait. Cool.

Going back and calling the imperial doctor, Fu Renzhang knocked on the table with his fingers and asked him, "They are all men, if they have sex, what should I do?"

The Imperial Physician was originally a famous doctor in the court, but because he couldn't understand the old school's style of work, he used the excuse of the Ninth Prince to prepare for a trip. He was ready to go out these few days. Thinking about it, I should tell the truth, "Your Highness still says Let’s reconcile Yin and Yang, a woman’s body belongs to Yin, which happens to be in balance with your Yang Qi, and it will be great joy to have children in the future.”

Well, Fu Renzhang stopped what he was doing, motioned him to sit down and said.

"I don't quite understand, the imperial doctor will explain it to me in detail."

The imperial doctor sat bent and faced him, and slowly talked about the intercourse.

"Men and women are positive. Women's bodies are soft and full of ovaries. Men can conceive children if they ejaculate. As for men, there are often children from aristocratic families who have new hobbies. They like child molestation. Most of them are immature and immature. The ones raised in captivity in the streets and alleys have long been stuffed in the back yard so that they can accept intercourse, but generally speaking, such boys don’t live long.”

Fu Renzhang understood that he was talking about male servants. Some officials secretly liked that, and then some people specially raised some of this kind of offerings. Really, tsk tsk...

"Then, what if it's a normal man?"

The imperial physician paused for a moment as if in surprise. He hadn't noticed that the little master had such a habit before. He remembered that when he had the first nocturnal emission, he asked if he was imagining the appearance of a maidservant. Why, suddenly?

Hiding what I wanted to say, I continued to explain, "Normal adult men don't have enough physical toughness. If it's the first time, they will definitely see blood. If they are always rough or unrestrained in the future, they will die soon."

Fu Renzhang's brows were completely folded, and even his hands were clenched into fists, as if he thought that Zhu Jue would lie in the coffin with a pale face and die.

"I really like him and want to live with him for a long time?"

The imperial physician almost dropped his jaw in shock, so he quickly got up and knelt down, and kowtowed to make him change his mind, "Your Highness, don't be arrogant. When the Holy Majesty chooses a lady from your family for you, you will be happy and happy. Why do you have to be the same man?"

Fu Renzhang held his head up, his mind was full of Zhu Jue, he really liked it so much.

Rebuked, "Just tell me the method, and don't mention anything else."

The author has something to say: Fu Renzhang stroked his fair cheek: Baby, I don't want you to die.

Zhu Jue nodded: Well, so, you have to be more restrained...