When Ah Li said this, it was actually meant to be a joke, but only after he said it did he realize that his heart was particularly sour and jealous.

The taste was even more unpleasant than suffocating the concoction.

Even though he said that, his stomach felt like he had swallowed a block of ice, and it fell heavily, with a sour and cold air that forced his eyes to turn red. When woke up, felt pain everywhere.

A Li stretched out his hand and gently grasped Xiao Yan's half-open jacket, squeezed himself into her arms to absorb the heat, lowered his eyelashes to hide the discomfort, and whispered, "If Your Majesty is a passionate person, you shouldn't provoke him in the first place. A minister. A minister cannot be tolerant and magnanimous when it comes to matters between men and women."

He is poor, but jealous.

Xiao Yan was speechless, looking at this sour, he began to call her a monarch and a minister.

Before Xiao Yan said anything, A Li started shaking first, his cold fingertips grabbed Xiao Yan's fingers and pressed them on his stomach, pressing them hard, his face was pale with pain and sweating, his eyes were red and flirtatious, trembling. Looking up at her in a voice, he said, "It hurts."

He was breathing heavily, resting his forehead in Xiao Yan's arms, and hummed in a weak nasal voice, "Master, it hurts."

Xiao Yan's heart was like being pinched by someone's hand. All the charming thoughts after the incident were all gone. She held A Li's hand instead, frowned and called out, "Call the imperial doctor."

Why is my stomach hurting again?

Xiao Yan turned back and pulled his sleeves to wipe the fine sweat oozing from A Li's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, my wife is here."

A Li's face rubbed against her palm, his painful eyelashes trembled, and he curled up slightly in her arms.

Xiao Yan was wearing a middle coat just now, and the belt was loosely tied. A Li gripped her collar in pain, tore the belt and squeezed himself in.

Xiao Yan couldn't care about his clothes, so he could only hold him tightly, caressing the thin and thin back with his palm, and said softly, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid."

Ah Li is not afraid at all, this kind of stomach ache in the past two years, as long as the weather is colder, he will have his old illness relapsed.

The maid wouldn't go to ask him for an imperial doctor. At that time, A Li had to endure it, pressing his fingers on his abdomen, waiting for the terrifying pain to slowly subside.

This stomach pain looked menacing, but in fact, if he had to endure it, Ah Li would be able to handle it, he was used to it.

But now, he shrank in Xiao Yan's arms, trembled slightly, occasionally snorted a word or two of pain, and weakly called her wife.

Xiao Yan's heart was broken. He wondered if A Li ate the wine in his mouth to cause stomach problems, and wondered if someone secretly added some messes to A Li's meal while she was not paying attention?

The imperial doctor came quickly, A Li was wrapped in the quilt, standing by the bed, only a black swirl could be seen, and the rest could not be seen, but Xiao Yan, his clothes were loose, and his collarbone was exposed.

The Imperial Physician lowered his head, begging to give the Queen a pulse.

Xiao Yan looked down at the person in his arms, he slowly stretched out his wrist from the bedding, revealing half of his fair and thin forearm.

Xiao Yan, a person with modern thinking, lives in an era when the streets are full of bare legs, but now he complains that these are all feudal and conservative dregs, while he pulls up the quilt and covers the half of A Li's outstretched forearm without changing his expression. , with only the wrists exposed.

The double standard is clear.

A Li looked up at her with a puzzled look, Xiao Yan coughed lightly, and said in a high-sounding manner, "It's cold outside, don't freeze."

She raised her hand and lightly pressed the back of A Li's head, pressing him back into her arms, "Be good."

A Li's pale lips pursed into a weak smile, her eyes were as soft as water, and under the cover of the bedding, she lowered her head and kissed her heart.

Xiao Yan's breath was slightly tight, and he stared at him, but Ali's head was completely shrunk under the bedding, and he couldn't see it at all.

The imperial doctor, who was completely ignored by the two, dutifully checked the pulse, and said after a while, "It's not a big deal, the cause is mainly stagnation in the heart."

The imperial doctor suggested that Ah Li drink more hot water, and she would go down and cook some mild soup and bring it over for the queen to drink.

Just before leaving, the imperial physician sighed and saluted A Li, "The queen should know her physical condition, if you don't take good care of it, it will be a problem if you want to live past forty. The minister dares to say a few more words, monarch. If you encounter something in the future, you might as well keep an eye out for it, if your life is gone, what's the point of other things?"

To put it simply, Ah Li thought too much and did it for himself.

A Li Ting's eyelids jumped, his pupils trembled slightly, and even the pain in his stomach was suppressed. He breathed slowly, his fingertips curled up, and he slowly loosened Xiao Yan's clothes in a guilty conscience.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment before he realized it.

Face to face to teach the woman behind the teacher. When the imperial doctor left, Xiao Yan lifted the quilt to reveal A Li's face, his eyes were a little gloomy, obviously angry, "The queen is really promising!"

Jealous and eating himself like this, he is probably the first person in history.

A Li's thin lips were pale and her eyelashes were wet. She didn't dare to look up at Xiao Yan's face, and lightly touched her waist with her fingertips, "I'm sorry."

"You're not sorry for me, what you are sorry for is your body." Xiao Yan glanced at him, lifted the quilt and put on his trousers and got off the bed.

A Li stared at Xiao Yan's movements in a daze, his heart seemed to be pulled out of his chest cavity by someone's grasp, and all the internal organs involved were painful. His eyes were hazy, his face was even more ugly than before, his cold fingers froze in the air, slowly curled up, and fell down.

Xiao Yan dressed and left, A Li's chest rose and fell slowly, and every time he took a breath, he had to exert all his strength. The pain in his chest was suffocating, and his thin lips trembled to the point where he couldn't say a single sentence.

He made Xiao Yan angry.

A Li closed his eyes, tucked himself into the quilt, curled up into a ball, wrapped his arms around his knees, and buried his head in his arms.

Xiao Yanzhuo pulled her shoes out of bed and walked to the round table. She reached out and probed the kettle on the table. Fortunately, there was always hot water in the hall. She poured a cup and lowered her head to test the temperature of the water before bringing it to Ah Li.

The person on the bed had already shrunk into a ball, as if he had been greatly wronged and hurt, he flinched and hid, and regrouped himself into this deformed but secure posture.

"Ali." Xiao Yan stretched out his hand and lifted the corner of the quilt, looked down at him, his eyes were full of heartache that could not be dissolved, and said softly, "Come and drink some hot water."

A Li's back stiffened, Xiao Yan shouted twice before he could respond, he looked up at her dumbly, his face was gray, his eyes were dull, and his expression was even more empty and numb than when the two first met.

Xiao Yan frowned, not knowing what he thought, he couldn't help sighing, holding the cup carefully in his hand, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, "Drink some hot water first."

The kiss was like a stone thrown into the water, breaking the calm water.

A Li's eyes trembled, his nose fluttered lightly, his eyes were full of waves, and the end of his eyes was a little red, and he looked at her stupidly.

Xiao Yan accepted his fate and helped A Li up, wrapped him tightly with the quilt, and said, "Taifu's surname is not good, how can you be named Liu."

A Li was stunned for a moment, his eyes showing doubts. Don't you usually say names? Why did it become a bad surname when it arrived at Xiao Yan's place?

Xiao Yan said, "The surname is Liu, with the word Li, Liu Liliuli will break easily."

A Li lowered his eyes and didn't dare to agree. His fingertips stuck out from the quilt and gently pulled at the hem of Xiao Yan's coat, pulling and holding it in his palm little by little until he pulled half of her clothes and grabbed his full hand. just stopped.

Xiao Yan's heart couldn't be soft, but his face was still tense, and he handed him the water glass.

A Li can be jealous or angry, but he can't toss himself. This is Xiao Yan's bottom line.

A Li pursed her lips, looked up at Xiao Yan, lowered her head and took a sip from the cup she handed over, gently moistening her dry lips.

He took a sip of tea, and Xiao Yan patiently held a cup for him. It wasn't until he drank half a cup that he shook his head lightly, indicating that he couldn't drink anymore.

Xiao Yan got up to put the cup back, but Ah Li paranoidly pulled the hem of her clothes, and slowly squeezed himself and the quilt into her arms, with his head lowered and his breathing light and trembling.

Xiao Yan lost his temper in an instant, put the cup on the ground, turned to hug him, bowed his head and kissed him in a whirl. A centrifugal string was touched, his eyes closed, and the tears he had endured for a long time slowly fell down.

He shrank into her arms, his cool fingertips stuck out from under the quilt, hugged her waist, and called her with a thick nasal voice, "Master wife."

It's like admitting mistakes, and it's like trying to please.

"Yeah." Xiao Yan patted A Li's back and said seriously, "I'm here for you, I live because of you, how could there be anyone else?"

"Your Majesty belongs to the world, but Xiao Yan belongs to you, A Li, and I will not give it to anyone except you." Xiao Yan held up A Li's tear-stained face, "Besides, raising you a Liuli is enough trouble. Where can I still have the energy to look at other porcelain."

Wiping the tears from the end of his eyes with the thumb, Xiao Yan's eyes showed distress, "Don't toss with your body in the future, it's the right thing to do..." She paused, and said softly, "It's the right thing to do with me for a while. year."

It was good that she didn't say this, but after speaking, Ah Li bit her lip and cried even more fiercely.

He hugged Xiao Yan and agreed seriously, saying that in the future, he would eat well, recuperate well, and stop being jealous.

He wanted to accompany her for two more years, to accompany her to see the splendid country, to accompany her to watch Haihe Yanqing, to accompany her to enjoy the fireworks, to accompany her day and night.

A Li took the initiative and boldly, gently pulled down the quilt wrapped around him, turned his head back to the light in the room, and exposed his thin and fleshless body in front of Xiao Yan.

His cheekbones were crimson, and his long eyelashes were fluttering. Noticing Xiao Yan's scorching eyes and heavy breathing, A Li even turned pink on his toes.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath, but stretched out his hand to wrap the quilt around A Lila again, gritted his teeth and said righteously, "Am I such a beast?"

……I'm.

So you have to cover it up quickly, Xiao Yan said, "Drink the medicine first, and then talk about it when it's ready."

In the future, if Ah Li is jealous, he will eat vegetarian dumplings at night. Xiao Yan's approach of killing four hundred enemies and self-destructing tens of thousands is truly admirable.

A Li smiled and shrank into Xiao Yan's arms, raised his head and kissed her chin, and then shouted softly, "Master wife."

...Who can resist this!

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