Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 782
He just...wants to know if the emperor is willing to compromise for himself once, is this idea too much?
Is it because I am delusional too much...

A bitter smile slowly bloomed on the corner of Ji Liangchen's mouth. Sure enough, people's hearts are always dissatisfied. The more you get, the more extravagant hopes you have, and the more extravagant hopes, you will usher in the shattering of hopes——

Once, he just hoped to look up to him forever, even if he couldn't express his forbidden emotions.

In the past, he just hoped to be by his side for the rest of his life, to see him sooner or later, and he would be content in his heart.

Once, he thought, just living with him for the rest of his life would be happiness, what more could he wish for?
But later, he was still uncontrollably greedy...

He can no longer be satisfied with just being with him, he wants to be cherished, cared for, and pampered...

But the cruel reality made him sober in an instant. People really can't be too greedy, otherwise they will quickly experience the taste of despair.

Ji Liangchen, who was lying powerlessly on the soft couch, felt physically and mentally exhausted. He didn't want to get up, closed his eyes, and wanted to sleep drowsily. How good is it?
Ji Moxiu's face was so dark that ink could drip, his eyes were filled with raging icy anger, his cold gaze was fixed on Nian's lying posture quietly, he really wanted to kill him with a single palm.

If other people dared to lose their temper with him like this, they might even throw their bones to feed the wolves at this time. There is only one Ji Liangchen in the world who dares to play his temper in front of him and can be tolerated, and he is the only one who dares to challenge him unscrupulously Patience can still be pampered, why is he still so ignorant?

What else do you want?

Be proud of being favored, this problem cannot be used to.

Ji Moxiu turned around and walked out indifferently, determined to teach him a lesson.

If he continues to indulge, he is afraid that sooner or later he will climb onto his own head.

Instructing the surrounding shadow guards to guard this place and not allow anyone to approach, he left the other courtyard and went out.

Ji Moxiu probably never thought that he would have a day of confusion.

Love is still unfamiliar to him. He doesn't know what love is, but for Ji Liangchen, he has this special affection. Above his own bottom line, he is willing to pamper him and protect him. Find out whether this kind of affection is family affection, or other feelings——

But I will never spoil him to the point of no bottom line.

Ji Liangchen was poisoned by the lovesickness red bean, he detoxified it with his body, although he resisted and struggled in his heart, but he was more thinking about it, thinking about whether it was worthwhile to give up his life's supernatural cultivation in order to save this young man.

It took him two days to come up with the answer, he was willing to save him, even at the cost of losing his ability to surpass Fengqi, because he really cared about this young man in his heart, and he couldn't just watch him disappear from before his eyes— —Even though he knew that the reason for his poisoning was usually his own calculations, he still chose to forgive.

After the struggle and resistance, he didn't think about it any more, and he didn't feel that there was anything worth his attention. As for the other so-called morals and taboos, they were even more important to him. Never need to waste energy to care about things.

After learning about Ji Liangchen's feelings for him from Ji'an, he had no other special feelings except for being a little surprised. Ji Liangchen liked him to such an extent that he was so cautious. He likes entitlement - he doesn't hate the feeling himself anyway.

It is also a kind of satisfaction and enjoyment for him to occupy the body and mind of the young man openly and enjoy his dependence and trust and his whole-hearted emotional devotion.

For this kind of spiritual and physical satisfaction, he is also willing to give him pampering and pampering—however, the prerequisite for pampering and pampering is that it cannot exceed his bottom line.

Ji Moxiu had a feeling that Ji Liangchen was testing his bottom line.

This feeling displeased him, so it was a matter of course to teach him a lesson—just as he used to severely and mercilessly punish any domestic slave who made a mistake, he had never been soft-hearted.

When dealing with Ji Liangchen, he unconsciously had such a mentality, and he also put this thought into action.

However, he forgot that Ji Liangchen is not one of his slaves. Those slaves are steel and iron bones tempered through hell-like torture. As long as they are not killed, how cruel punishment will be for him For them, it only caused temporary pain. After the punishment, as long as the medicine is used, it will soon return to its original state.

And Ji Liangchen is just a frail young man with no power to restrain a chicken, a sensitive, ordinary person who gives all his love, loves cautiously and even a little humble.

His emotions are all tied to Ji Moxiu alone, his body cannot bear the overload of exhaustion and torture, his mind is sensitive, and his emotions are very fragile...

Therefore, Ji Moxiu went out all day, and when it was getting late, when he returned to the other courtyard, Ji Liangchen was still lying motionless on the soft couch by the hot spring pool in the same posture he had left before.

Subconsciously frowning, Ji Moxiu's eyes were covered with a thick layer of frost.

Even if it is a prank, it should be enough.

Walking into the soft couch, he stretched out his hand to lift the young man up, but just as his big hand touched the young man's neck, his movements froze suddenly.

The skin under the fingertips was as hot as fire, revealing an ominous message.

Turning the young man over, Ji Moxiu stared at the young man's blushing face with a stiff expression. Through his clothes, he could feel the astonishing hotness all over his body, as well as the constant chills coming from his coma.

The young man's body was shivering, shivering from the cold.

"Come on!"

Holding the young man in his arms, he hurried into the wing room of the main courtyard, and he ordered in a cold voice, "Go get the doctor!"

The cold voice was stained with urgency and anxiety that he didn't even notice.

The dark guard flew away.

Putting the young man on the bed, Ji Moxiu gritted his teeth and took off his clothes, fetched cold water himself, soaked it with a towel and wrung it on his forehead to cool down. After doing all this, as if it was not enough, he pressed his palm on his chest , infusing a bit of Xuanbing Zhenqi into his body, trying to achieve the purpose of cooling down temporarily.

"Chen'er." He whispered, his voice subconsciously gentle, "Can you hear me?"

The young man on the bed seemed to be raving, but his lips kept moving, but he couldn't make a sound.

The doctor came in a hurry.

After hearing and asking, he quickly gave the diagnosis result, "This young man's bones are very weak, and his body is weak due to excessive fatigue, and he has symptoms of stagnation of liver qi, weakness of limbs caused by lack of qi and blood, high fever due to typhoid fever, and congestion in the throat... "

Speaking of this, the old doctor frowned, "Master, you don't seem to be very old, how could your body be tossing so badly?"

(End of this chapter)