C9 Your Majesty Stay away from Me

The carriage was fully equipped, and there were cushions on the seats. Qi Jingyu put Fu Xiyuan down. He looked at the thin layer, and Qi Jingyu really wondered if it was cotton.

Looking around, Qi Jingyu folded the long cushion in half and let Fu Xiyuan sit on it.

Fu Xiyuan's body was stiff when he was carried. Fortunately, the emperor put him down as soon as he entered the carriage. Otherwise, any part of him might have twitched. Fu Xiyuan pretended to be unsteady and took a few steps back with the force of being put down. Only then did he manage to hold the table.

Qi Jingyu watched Fu Xiyuan's series of movements carefully, and an inexplicable anger turned into the sharpest irony as he blurted out, "Minister Fu is actually not comparable to a woman."

Fu Xiyuan's entire body stiffened for a moment, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Fu Xiyuan didn't know what he had done to offend the emperor, but in the past month, the unstable image of the emperor had been deeply ingrained in his heart. In this moment of the emperor's anger, Fu Xiyuan could only tell himself to say less and not make any mistakes. After responding to the young emperor, he obediently shut his mouth and did not speak again.

"Sit over there." Qi Jingyu turned around to leave, and before he left, he said to Fu Xiyuan, "When the road is bumpy later, Lord Fu will have to protect himself well."

With that, Qi Jingyu lifted the curtain and walked out, sitting beside the groom.

... "Yes." Fu Xiyuan replied in a low voice, walked to the cushion and sat down.

Seeing Qi Jingyu walk out, he sat down beside him. The groom swung his long whip and landed accurately on the horse's butt. The horse raised its front hooves and neighed, then scampered off to pull the carriage forward.

After running for an unknown period of time, the sun was right above their heads. The ground seemed to be burning hot, and the stones by the river were glowing in the opposite direction. Qi Jingyu's mood rarely turned for the better, and he heard a dull thud from the car behind him.

Qi Jingyu was shocked, and entered the carriage in a flash.

Inside the carriage, a porcelain bowl fell into the carriage, fragments scattered on the ground, isolating Fu Xiyuan and Qi Jingyu. At this moment, Fu Xiyuan was leaning against the table with a slightly red face. He looked at the person who suddenly came in with a confused expression. He touched his forehead in a daze, then looked at the porcelain bowl on the ground and mumbled, "It hurts..."

"Heh." Qi Jingyu pursed his lips. He had wanted to wait for him to get up himself, but remembering that it was inconvenient for him to move at this time, Qi Jingyu had no choice but to step over the fragments, bend down, and lift the person horizontally onto the bench. Fu Xiyuan was so scared that he tightly grabbed onto Qi Jingyu's robe, glared at him and said angrily, " What are you doing!"

His round face was still slightly red, but he pretended to be fierce and stared at her, looking inexplicably cute. Qi Jingyu inadvertently glanced at him, paused, and then was shocked by the temperature of Fu Xiyuan's palm that had accidentally touched his.

The temperature of Fu Xiyuan's palm was terrifyingly high. When it came into contact with Qi Jingyu's skin, he was a little silly and silly, "So comfortable..."

As he spoke, he even tried to touch Qi Jingyu.

How could he have a high fever...

Qi Jingyu did not stop Fu Xiyuan's hands from wreaking havoc on his face, and was a little puzzled. Thinking about it, perhaps it was because of last night again, perhaps it was because of the difference between a man and a woman.

But even so, the main problem still couldn't be solved. Now that he was by the river and didn't go out of the palace all year round, how would he know where the medical center was?

As he was thinking, a warm face pressed against his and whispered in his ear, "So comfortable..."

As he whispered, Fu Xiyuan suddenly hugged Qi Jingyu's face and kissed it, producing a loud smack. Qi Jingyu was stunned for a second before he was shocked and furious. Before he could say anything, Fu Xiyuan's silly face disappeared from his sight again, and he changed his position and arched his neck, moaning, "Sister, you're so handsome ~ How about you marry Zice in the future..."

Fu Xiyuan, word Zice.

Hearing this, Qi Jingyu's face darkened in an instant. He had to endure it again and again before he could throw Fu Xiyuan, who was crawling on his body, out. "Get down."

Fu Xiyuan blinked his eyes and shook his head, "No!"

"Get down!"

"No!"

"Get down for me!"

"No! Who are you?! Give me back my handsome sister..."

In the end, Qi Jingyu could not bear it any longer and knocked Fu Xiyuan out with a knife. When he got out of the carriage, he gave the driver a piece of silver and told him to wait where he was before carrying Fu Xiyuan to the city to find a clinic.

When he found the medical center, Qi Jingyu carried the doctor straight into the inner room without saying a word. The crowd waiting outside instantly began to clamor, and Qi Jingyu swept his cold gaze around before calming down.

They were all men, so the doctor did not care too much and directly stripped Fu Xiyuan of his clothes. Qi Jingyu, who had turned his head, saw this scene, and his eyes turned red with anger. He grabbed the doctor's collar and asked angrily, "What are you doing? ! "

The doctor's feet were lifted off the ground. His face was red as he stuttered,... "Look... Wounded..."

Qi Jingyu only calmed down after hearing this and looked at the doctor coldly.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." The doctor coughed as he was put down, wondering how a handsome man could be so cruel, and when Qi Jingyu turned his head back, he obediently looked at the new patient.

After examining for a long time, the doctor hesitated, "May I ask... Little brother, did you... do anything last night? "

The lines on Qi Jingyu's face became stiffer and stiffer, and he collapsed under the doctor's increasingly strange gaze.

The doctor said with great difficulty, "A man... Unlike a woman..." Halfway through his sentence, the doctor felt his face burn. He went into the inner room and rummaged around for a while before he found a dusty book and threw it to Qi Jingyu.

Qi Jingyu was completely stunned by the smash, and when he saw the words on the book clearly, he felt his ears burning. There was even a bamboo stick in the book. Qi Jingyu flipped open the page of the book. There were all kinds of postures inside, and compared to the woman, he might as well give in. And on the bamboo stick, there were words written in elegant handwriting: Should be washed in time... Otherwise, it would get hot and so on.

When the doctor saw that he had finished reading, he turned around and went back to the inner room to help Fu Xiyuan clean up and perform acupuncture. When Qi Jingyu saw the doctor pass through a wooden door in the inner room and take the bathtub and bucket, he understood what the doctor wanted to do. When the doctor was ready, Qi Jingyu chased the doctor out of the inner room without saying a word.

Thus, Qi Jingyu looked at the person on the bed and began to worry. What did he do to chase him out? They were all men, nothing would happen to them!

Although he thought so, Qi Jingyu could not open that door no matter what and called the doctor in again.