Raising a Dog is Better than Palace Fight Chapter 46

Chapter 46 Waiting for illness (2)

　　The two were very close. Emperor Zhou Wu deliberately turned sideways and closed a lot of distance. The white mist exhaled between his mouth and nose floated in the air, and then entangled, regardless of each other, a faint body temperature came from the joint between the thighs. A sticky substance called ambiguity spread between the two.

　　Meng Sangyu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the man who was too focused and too deep. He naturally leaned back on the chair and wanted to get out of this situation where his breath was intertwined.

　　"I want to drink mushroom and chicken porridge with some magnolia slices." Emperor Wu of Zhou put his big hand on her knee and pinched the tender meat on her leg, his attitude was natural and intimate, as if the two of them had been together like this a thousand times. Thousands of times.

　　"Huh?" Meng Sangyu was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, scooped up a spoonful of chicken porridge, put a piece of magnolia slice on it, and brought it to the man's mouth. Seeing that the man's eyes were slightly narrowed, with an expression of enjoyment and joy, she carefully searched the man's handsome face, trying to find any flaw that could prove his identity.

　　Sometimes deep and unpredictable, sometimes intimate and natural, she was almost confused by this man.

　　"I've finished eating, let's leave it alone." Emperor Wu of Zhou waved his hands with a satisfied smile on his lips. In the past few days, I had no taste for food and had trouble sleeping. After seeing Sangyu, I recovered without taking any medicine.

　　Meng Sangyu put down the bowl and chopsticks and prepared to help him rinse his mouth.

　　"No, I'll do it myself. You haven't had breakfast yet. Eat something quickly." Emperor Wu of Zhou pressed her wrist, his tone was indescribably gentle, and it made Meng Sangyu's scalp tingle. real? Fake? Her heart gradually moved closer to the latter.

　　"Your favorite red dates and barley porridge," the man stretched out his hand to push a bowl of porridge in front of her, then picked up the silver chopsticks, picked up a little of the food on the table and piled it on the woman's plate, "your favorite fresh porridge." Fragrant soup dumplings, silver rolls, jade custard. Eat some of them all."

　　Yes, they are all his favorites, but how did he know? This person is either a fake or possessed by a monster! Meng Sangyu picked up his chopsticks to eat under the man's eager gaze, thinking in a daze.

　　While she was eating, the man suddenly leaned closer to her, and his hot breath almost burned her cheek. There was some kind of frightening emotion in his dark eyes, which made her whole body stiff. In the three years since she entered the palace, she has never been as helpless and helpless as she is now.

　　"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" She pulled away the corners of her lips and smiled stiffly.

　　"There are pastry crumbs on the corner of her mouth." Emperor Zhou Wu smiled solemnly, stretched out his hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, and applied a little force with his rough fingertips, as if with some reluctance. He wanted to lick it directly with his tongue, but when he got closer and saw the wariness and alienation in her eyes, he realized that he was no longer Abao, and the unreserved and enthusiastic acceptance no longer belonged to him.

　　"Ah, I have lost my bearings. Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me." Meng Sangyu stroked the corner of his mouth, wiping away the man's breath on it. There was just the right amount of flush on his cheeks, and his slightly lowered eyes were cold.

　　Seeing her actions, Emperor Zhou Wu's eyes darkened for a moment. He lightly rubbed his fingertips and showed her the layer of bright red lipstick stained on it. It's beautiful, but eating it is not good for your health." He heard her complain more than once.

　　As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up a white handkerchief and gently wiped the bright red lipstick on her mouth clean. Finally, he grabbed her chin, slightly raised her palm-sized pretty face, and stared at her for a long time. The deep and unpredictable gaze made Meng Sangyu's heart beat with fear.

　　"That's good. My beloved concubine is naturally beautiful, even without dressing up." After a while, the man spoke hoarsely, then lowered his head, took the woman's soft and delicate lips into his mouth, sucked them gently, and licked them over and over again with the tip of his tongue. Describing, the dark eyes are covered with a layer of mist, covering up the obsession deep in them.

　　Stunned, Meng Sangyu seemed to hear a gentle and caring sigh echoing between their lips and teeth. When he listened carefully, it had already dissipated, like an illusion.

　　"Your Majesty..." All the hairs on her body stood up. Although the man's movements were very light and gentle, his hot breath told her that the other person was in love.

　　"It's still daytime, my concubine's body..." Taking advantage of the man's breather, Meng Sangyu tilted his head and slightly opened the distance between the two of them. His flushed face was either from embarrassment or anger.

　　"I'm sorry. I miss you so much!" Emperor Zhou Wu's voice was hoarse, and he rubbed the woman's wet lips with his fingertips.

　　Miss me too much? What's the meaning? Meng Sangyu lowered his head, feeling that time and space were inverted and messy in the wind. The man in front of me is so weird. Is he really possessed by a monster?

　　"What are you thinking about? Eat quickly. If you don't eat, you'll be cold." Tucking a piece of messy hair from the woman's temples behind her ears, he picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth, with an intimate attitude and familiar movements. Thousands of times.

　　Suppressing his troubled mood, Meng Sangyu concentrated on eating. Emperor Zhou Wu put his forehead with one hand and looked at her quietly, with a satisfied smile on his lips. At this moment, he felt the joy of becoming a human again.

　　After breakfast, the imperial doctor came to Qianqing Palace on time to change the emperor's dressing.

　　"I'll give Concubine De the diagnosis and treatment first." Emperor Wu of Zhou waved his hand and pulled Meng Sangyu to sit next to him.

　　"No, the emperor's injury is serious. I only need to drink medicine for a few days to nurse my body back to health." Meng Sangyu quickly refused, looking at Doctor Du's face. Imperial Physician Du is the Queen Mother's royal physician. He has very good medical skills. If the emperor is lying, he should not be able to hide it from him. Could this person be real? Three years after entering the palace, she felt for the first time that her brain was not sufficient.

　　"Diagnose pulse!" Emperor Wu of Zhou pulled open her sleeve, rubbed her white wrist, took out his bright yellow handkerchief, put it on it, and ordered to Doctor Du.

　　"Yes." Seeing that the emperor was so hands-on, Doctor Du did not dare to neglect. He sat opposite Meng Sangyu and took her wrist to feel her pulse carefully.

　　"How?" Seeing Doctor Du let go, Emperor Wu of Zhou asked in a deep voice, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

　　"Back to the Emperor, your Majesty has been suffering from a serious illness for many years. Although she has improved somewhat in recent days, she still needs to take medicine and take good care of herself for a period of time." Doctor Du concealed many details and said vaguely.

　　Meng Sangyu lowered his head and smiled sarcastically. He wants to drink medicine again, so it seems that this person must be real. When she raised her head again, her black and white eyes were covered with a layer of ice.

　　"Prepare the medicine!" Emperor Zhou Wu waved his hand, and then gently rubbed the woman's eyelids with his fingertips, covering her cold eyes, feeling an unspeakable bitterness in his heart. What could he say? Do you want to personally tear apart the mask that seemed tender but actually ruthless, and break all Sang Yu's apparent meekness? No, he couldn't say anything, it wouldn't matter if he couldn't win Sang Yu's heart or her false feelings. As time goes by, she will naturally understand that he is trying his best to make up for his previous mistakes.

　　Doctor Du agreed and wrote two prescriptions for health preservation. Emperor Wu of Zhou took it and looked at it carefully, then handed it directly to the attendants around him, and ordered them to prepare medicine every day and deliver it to Concubine De on time.

　　Meng Sangyu lowered her eyes and smiled again, causing the man to look at her deeply.

　　"Your Majesty, Rong Weichen will change your dressing." Doctor Du spoke at the right time, interrupting the turbulent undercurrent between the two.

　　"No need, keep the medicine, Concubine De will help me change the medicine." Emperor Wu of Zhou stretched out his hand, took Meng Sangyu's white and tender little hand, and squeezed it affectionately.

　　"Your Majesty, I don't know medical skills, so I might hurt your Majesty!" Meng Sangyu quickly refused, feeling that his aching brain hurt even more. What did this man want to do after teasing her over and over again? His true love, White Lotus, has gone dark and rebelled, so he doesn't need a shield anymore, right?

　　"It's okay, it's just a medicine. It's very simple. My beloved concubine is smart and can do it." Emperor Wu of Zhou curled his lips and sent Doctor Du away very neatly, then spread his arms and looked at her steadily.

　　After all, he was the real emperor, and his dark gaze was extremely intimidating. Meng Sangyu took a deep breath and smiled softly, "If my concubine hurts the Emperor, please bear with me."

　　"It doesn't matter if you say it." Emperor Zhou Wu's voice was hoarse, and his Adam's apple slid up and down. Although he knew that her tenderness was all disguise, she could still tug at his heartstrings and make him fall in love with her.

　　Meng Sangyu stopped talking nonsense and stood up to untie his belt and skirt, exposing his injured shoulder and naked upper body to the cold air. The man is very tall. Although he has been in a coma for five months, due to proper maintenance, except for the sickly pale skin, his strong muscles have not atrophied at all, and his lines are smoother due to the slight weight loss. This is a picture of a perfect male body with a strong masculine aura.

　　Meng Sangyu was not upset at all, nor did he take another look. He went straight to untie the bandage on the man's chest. Because the bandage was wrapped around her back, she always had to lean forward slightly and lie in the man's arms to remove the bandage without pulling on the wound.

　　The familiar and nostalgic floral fragrance surges in the nose and penetrates into the heart. Emperor Zhou Wu took a greedy deep breath, and finally couldn't help but hugged the person into his arms and hugged him with all his strength.

　　"Ah!" Meng Sangyu let out a low cry and hit the man's hard chest hard. His palm was just on the man's injured shoulder, and the bright red blood slowly soaked the bandage.

　　"Your Majesty, you are bleeding!" She tried to break away but was unable to do anything, so she had to remind her.

　　"It doesn't matter." Emperor Wu of Zhou buried his chin into the warm crook of her neck and stayed still for a long time. His hot breath made her shiver. Feeling the woman's slight trembling, Emperor Zhou Wu laughed lowly, his sexy laughter filled with deep pleasure. I didn't expect that he could also affect Sang Yu's emotions. It seemed that he couldn't be too reserved when dealing with Sang Yu.

　　"Your Majesty, excessive blood loss is dangerous. If the Queen Mother is investigated, I cannot afford to be accused of poor care." Meng Sangyu felt that his waist was about to be broken, and there was a trace of undetectable impatience in his tone.

　　"Yes." Emperor Wu of Zhou responded in an unclear voice, and after another long while, he slowly let go and spread his arms.

　　Meng Sangyu pursed his lips and obviously sped up the action of removing the bandage in case the man started to have convulsions again. At the last round of removal, she used too much force and actually tore off the scab at the wound along with a trace of flesh. Blood spurted out, and the speed and flow shocked Meng Sangyu.

　　"Hmm~" Because it was too sudden, even Emperor Wu of Zhou, who had been injured countless times, couldn't help but groan.

　　"Your Majesty, I'm sorry!" Meng Sangyu quickly blocked the wound with a piece of cloth and looked at the frowning man with thick eyebrows full of guilt.

　　"It's okay." The woman's upper body was pressed tightly against his arms, and her black and white eyes were full of worry and guilt. Emperor Zhou Wu couldn't help but chuckle again, caressed her delicate cheeks, and said hoarsely, " Help me blow it, it will stop the pain."

　　"Ah?" Meng Sangyu opened his mouth with a dull look on his face. She thought she must have heard wrong.

　　As soon as the words came out, Emperor Zhou Wu himself was stunned. He is obviously used to the way he got along with Sang Yu as Abao. When he was covered in bruises, Sang Yu would always give him blowjobs while changing his dressing. The severe pain all over his body disappeared under her gentle soothing. He missed the feeling of warmth and security, and subconsciously blurted out these words.

　　His eyes darkened, and he simply ignored his mistake, put away all the expressions on his face, and said solemnly, "I'm in pain, help me blow it!"

　　Damn it, don't act like a spoiled child with a serious face, okay? Do many people know this? This man is indeed possessed by a monster! The villain in Meng Sangyu's heart was roaring, but a smile appeared on his face. He lowered his head and blew gently on the man's shoulder.

　　The man squinted his eyes, wrapped his big hands around her slender waist, and gradually relaxed his frowning thick eyebrows. The pain in his shoulders had long been thrown away by him, leaving only the constant throbbing in her chest.

- Extracting MTL from raw by Du Xian'er (Poison❀Fairy) -

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