C10 Your Majesty Please Accept It

Qi Jingyu looked at the unconscious Fu Xiyuan lying on the bed, then looked at the door, and finally trudged towards Fu Xiyuan.

Just treat Fu Xiyuan as a concubine in the harem...

Treat Fu Xiyuan as his wife for life...

Treat Fu Xiyuan as a woman...

Treating Fu Xiyuan as...

Qi Jingyu tried his best to hypnotize himself, his palm trembling as he reached for Fu Xiyuan's clothes.

This was not last night...

Last night, it could be said that he had been drugged, but he was very clear-headed now. Did he really want to help him take off his clothes?

Qi Jingyu fell into an unprecedented dilemma. When his fingers came into contact with the material, Qi Jingyu's movements stopped trembling.

Wasn't it just helping a man bathe? He had even slept with him before. Furthermore, it wasn't like they were going to bed again!

The inexplicable motivation gave Qi Jingyu a new life. Qi Jingyu swiftly took off Fu Xiyuan's long gauze, outer clothes, inner clothes, and inner lining, revealing the young body that belonged to a youth.

The boy had obviously been well trained, and though he looked very thin and fragile, the thin layer of muscle was clear and powerful.

His already white skin had a sickly pale color. His face was slightly red, his eyebrows were slightly knitted, his breathing was heavy, and his lips were tightly pursed. He was as annoying as ever.

Qi Jingyu suddenly pulled back his thoughts that were flying further and further away. With one hand, he stabbed the back of Fu Xiyuan's neck with one hand, and with the other, he stabbed the crook of Fu Xiyuan's leg with the other.

Qi Jingyu could hardly believe the weight in his hand. He lifted the man gently, as if the weight did not exist, and Qi Jingyu was dazed for a moment. "So light?"

How did Fu Shenghua raise Fu Xiyuan so big?

After that, Qi Jingyu walked a few steps towards the bathtub before putting him in.

The water in the tub instantly spilled over and onto the ground. The water just reached the boy's chest, and the sight of the boy lying unconscious in the tub made Qi Jingyu's throat tighten.

Really...

It was exceptionally alluring.

Qi Jingyu didn't even know how he had finished washing Fu Xiyuan and helped him put on his clothes. Qi Jingyu found that his palms were covered in a liquid that he didn't know was water or sweat. He exhaled lightly, as if he had completed a huge mission. Perhaps it was because he had just taken a shower, but Fu Xiyuan's face was no longer sickly pale. There was a touch of color in his cheeks, and he looked a little healthier now.

Qi Jingyu tied the belt around Fu Xiyuan's waist before walking out of the door to call the doctor in.

He would not do anything to him. He would wrap him up as if he were a beast or a lecher, and that would be an insult to his character.

Besides, he wasn't Long Yang!

The doctor felt extremely disdainful and even rolled his eyes a few times in his heart.

So what if you wrapped it tightly? If he came to ask for acupuncture, wouldn't he still have to take it off?

As the doctor thought about it, he began to untie Fu Xiyuan's belt. Qi Jingyu's face darkened and he was about to berate him when he heard the doctor's slow voice. He said, "I'm going to perform acupuncture on this little brother to get rid of the cold Qi in his body."

Qi Jingyu was at a loss for words. He stared at the doctor for a long time before turning around to leave.

The doctor looked at the man's angry appearance and sighed faintly, "There is actually such a domineering and infatuated man in the world. I am truly ashamed of my inferiority!"

Qi Jingyu suddenly turned his head and said angrily, "I am not Long Yang!"

"Yes, yes." The doctor revealed a mysterious smile, placed his index finger in front of his lips, and comforted him.

Qi Jingyu,... ""

Drag him out and chop him!

It was unknown how long he had been waiting outside, but when Qi Jingyu was getting impatient, Fu Xiyuan finally followed the doctor out.

The redness from before had already disappeared, and he had returned to his previous paleness. He walked in front of Qi Jingyu, who glanced at him, took out three pieces of silver from his pocket and threw them to the doctor, who had already wrapped the herbs.

The doctor gave him a knowing smile.

Qi Jingyu,... ""

Qi Jingyu expressionlessly took the medicine, and without caring about the copper coins he had found, turned around and left.

Fu Xiyuan quickly followed and turned around to give the doctor an apologetic smile.

As he ran to catch up with the emperor, Fu Xiyuan felt that he was about to lose half of his life. Then he thought of something and fished out four pieces of silver from the small purse at his waist. Then he ran in front of Qi Jingyu and handed over the four pieces of silver in his hands to him while panting.

Qi Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, looking very puzzled.

"Just now... His Majesty used three pieces of silver to find me an imperial physician. His Majesty also took care of me when I was sick..." The more Fu Xiyuan spoke, the more guilty he felt. "I have caused trouble for His Majesty..."

Qi Jingyu looked at the little person in front of him and was speechless. He couldn't tell him that he was sick because of him... The smile on Qi Jingyu's face did not change. He looked at Fu Xiyuan with a smile that was not a smile, "My beloved subject also knows that I took care of you?"

He glanced at the piece of silver in the boy's hand and said, "Do you think I will be short of three pieces of silver?"

Fu Xiyuan's face flushed red when he heard this, "This subject... This subject did not mean that. My father taught..."

Qi Jingyu did not finish listening to Fu Xiyuan's words. At this time, he had already taken the four pieces of silver from Fu Xiyuan's hands, and for some reason, he put them in his chest.

Only then did Fu Xiyuan obediently shut his mouth. As he watched His Majesty walk forward, he smiled and followed.

Fu Xiyuan was, after all, someone who had yet to recover from a serious illness. The scorching sun was right above his head. After walking for an unknown period of time, he felt his vision turning black. The world spun around him, and when he opened his eyes again, he was lying in Qi Jingyu's arms.

Fu Xiyuan immediately panicked, he stood up in a panic and suddenly knelt down to pay his respects, "This official deserves to die ten thousand times!"

Qi Jingyu was staring at the crook of his arm in a daze. He didn't know why, but when he saw Fu Xiyuan swaying behind him as if he was about to fall, he subconsciously held him back. Recalled back to his senses by Fu Xiyuan's nervous voice, Qi Jingyu put on a fake smile, " Minister Fu, why don't you go back? "

He had originally planned to go on a patrol for three days, but now, before he even reached his destination, he had already wasted a day and a half!

Only the heavens knew that if Fu Xiyuan and Fu Shenghua weren't from Qi Country, he would suspect that he was a spy sent by another country.