C13 I Am Not Daji(12)

The first rays of the morning sun came in through the cracks in the windows, warming the quilts and filling the room with the smell of sunlight.

The corners of King Zhou's mouth were still curled up in his sleep. From his relaxed brows, it could be seen that he was having a beautiful dream. The entire room was filled with a warm and sweet smell.

King Zhou blinked his eyelashes and opened his eyes, which were not very clear. His eyes were blank, as if he did not expect to be able to sleep so soundly, and it seemed like he had a good dream.

King Zhou closed his eyes and seemed to be deep in thought. What exactly did he see last night?

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked around. Was his Ruoli really a dream? Or did he know that his body was no longer clean, so he hid in anger?

King Zhou lay dispiritedly on the bed, feeling as if there was no longer any meaning to his life. Why was his Ruoli so cruel? He was his everything! Was he blaming himself for hesitating at that time? He also hated his choice at that time. If he had made a wrong move, he would have lost everything.

"Sigh..." King Zhou let out a lonely sigh as he woke up Ou Ruoli, who was lying beside him.

Ou Ruoli shook his furry ears and opened his sleepy eyes. He raised his head with a reluctant expression. Last night, King Zhou had a fever and kept applying ice cloths to him, coaxing him to take medicine and sleep. He had experienced being a mother, sleeping only when it was already dawn, and being woken up again was as annoying as it could get.

Ou Ruoli raised his little head and walked to King Zhou's side with small steps as if he was drunk. With his little claws on King Zhou's chest, he looked down at King Zhou from above. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with fatigue, and filled with reproach.

King Zhou trembled for a moment, and instantly remembered that the guard had sent word that the little fox had returned yesterday. Then was yesterday's Ruoli real?

King Zhou ignored the reproach in Ou Ruoli's eyes. Instead, he suddenly stood up and hugged Ou Ruoli, his face beaming with joy.

Ou Ruoli reached out a claw in disdain and slapped King Zhou's face, pushing him away forcefully. King Zhou, on the other hand, took out his invincible aura of shamelessness and kept trying to get closer to Ou Ruoli's face.

After a round of fighting, Ou Ruoli was the first to lose. He was so tired that he did not sleep a wink the entire night. In the end, he could only retract his claws and allow King Zhou to hug, rub, and touch him. After taking advantage of the situation, Ou Ruoli gave up on the treatment and closed his eyes to rest. Massaging was really comfortable.

Besides, a king is serving you, and it's as good as you can get.

"- Clang! Clang! -"

"My king, the royal doctor has prepared the medicine. He asked me to bring it over."

The lady outside the door sounded a little worried. After feeding King Zhou medicine last night, Ou Ruoli was also convinced and did not have any temper at all. He had experienced the terror of the devilish brat. No matter what he did, he would make a fuss. I won't take any medicine. You can do whatever you want.

In the end, it was Ou Ruoli who fed them one mouthful at a time. He took all the advantages, and even ate people after taking the medicine.

Thinking about how he slept so sleepily last night, King Zhou's fever did not subside. Ou Ruoli held back his sleepiness and poured basin after basin of cold water on King Zhou's body to cool him down. Although the temperature had dropped a little, it still did not decrease. He simply picked up the cold medicine on the table and prepared to feed it to King Zhou.

Unexpectedly, the moment the medicine bowl touched King Zhou's lips, King Zhou gritted his teeth and resisted with all his might. Even after trying a few times, he still refused to open his mouth. Exhausted, Ou Ruoli did not want to say anything. However, when he saw King Zhou's aggrieved expression, he found it funny. He thought that he would just let King Zhou hold on like this, but he could not bear to do so. He could only hold King Zhou's jawbone in his mouth and drink a mouthful. This time, King Zhou cooperated with him. Unfortunately, his tongue was not honest. Every time he drank, he would give him a French tongue kiss. Every time he drank, he would give him a French tongue kiss. This repeated process could be considered to be finished, but Ou Ruoli's clothes were too horrible to look at.

King Zhou pinched his porcelain white skin until it was purple, and his small mouth was swollen.

The little fox shook its head and helplessly walked slowly from King Zhou's body to the door. It raised its little claws and scratched the door. When the lady at the door heard it, she felt as if she had been granted amnesty. She hurriedly beat him up and sent the medicine in.

"My King, the imperial physician said that the medicine would be more effective if drunk while it is hot," the lady said, holding the bowl of medicine with both hands and looking down at her feet. Her hands were trembling slightly.

"No, take it." King Zhou refused without even raising his head.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician said that he added licorice to the medicine this time. It's not bitter." The maid's voice was very pleasant to the ears, and it had the gentle tone of coaxing a child. Unfortunately, the person being coaxed did not buy it.

King Zhou rubbed his nose in embarrassment and cleared his throat. He felt that this servant girl had no judgment at all. Who would like to let the person they liked hear their embarrassing stories?

Although he was not sure if the little fox was Ruoli or not, King Zhou felt that it was most likely so. Otherwise, why would he see Ruoli the moment the little fox returned?

"Who asked you to release the licorice? Who said that I'm afraid of suffering? How could the ruler of a country be afraid of suffering?" King Zhou's heart was filled with fear. He was truly afraid of suffering. He was not afraid of fighting the enemy, nor was he afraid of suffering from injuries. He was only afraid of this bitter medicine. However, in front of a beauty, if he did not drink it, he would lose face!

The servant girl laughed lightly, and finally understood that King Zhou wanted to save face no matter what: "This servant did not say that the King is afraid of suffering. It is this servant who feels sorry for the King and acted on my own. Please do not blame this servant, King."

When King Zhou saw that the stairs had been given, he naturally wanted to climb down the stairs. He closed his eyes and went all out. He picked up the medicine bowl and brought it to his mouth.

Ou Ruoli, on the other hand, sat on the couch with a look of disdain.

Ou Ruoli's little fox eyes narrowed like a torch, looking at King Zhou with disdain. When he raised his head to look at King Zhou's nose, he would subconsciously point it at King Zhou's face. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

To be honest, King Zhou didn't understand why he could see through the little fox's expression and thoughts.

He felt that the little fox was looking down on him.

King Zhou raised his medicine bowl as if he was facing a great enemy. The army was pressing down on the border and there was nothing he could do to reverse the situation. Seeing this, Ou Ruoli became nervous. He could not stand the oppressive atmosphere and decided to go out for a walk.

"Where are you going?"

As soon as Ou Ruoli raised his butt and took a step forward, King Zhou's eyes widened in shock. His voice trembled as he listened to the conversation.

"What did I do to make you unhappy?"

"Are you still angry?"

"Why can't you make a sound?"

The servant girl really didn't understand why her king was talking to himself. However, the medicine was going to get cold soon, so she didn't have the courage to give it to him again.

"King, let's drink the medicine first. When it gets cold later, it will be bitter, and the effect won't be good."

King Zhou suddenly remembered the look of disdain on the little fox's face. Was it because he refused to drink the medicine, and the little fox thought that he was useless?

King Zhou, who had figured it out, raised his hand and put the medicine pot into his mouth, grimacing in pain.

After completing the mission, the servant girl did not have any intention of staying any longer. She took the medicine bowl and left.

When Daji heard the news that the little fox was sleeping with the king, she was so angry that she also ran to King Zhou's bedroom at dawn. At this moment, she had already arrived at the door of the hall.