Xue Yuan did it, he kissed up.
Like the waves of the sea waves, the gods and souls are going out of the body, the patty cake flavor is even sweeter on the tongue, so sweet that Gu Yuanbai s tongue seems to be eaten by Xue Yuan.
The feeling of weightlessness hit again, with a tingling crunch in the scalp, rising and falling, and weakness in the arms and legs.
Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes, his chest was tight and he couldn't catch his breath, he pushed Xue Yuan's tongue out with his tongue, but Xue Yuan thought he was responding and lunged even more fiercely.
How come this guy even has such a strong tongue? What did he grow up on?
Gu Yuanbai's nostrils were scorching hot, his thick, sticky breath carrying a sweet, greasy flavor, and he kicked Xue Yuan with the only strength he had left before Xue Yuan reluctantly retreated, mumbling in a difficult voice, "What's wrong?"
"Master enough," Gu Yuanbai took a big breath of cold-laden air and blinked slowly, "No more kisses, too sweet. I have some chest tightness now, and my arms and legs have no strength."
Xue Yuan was secretly pleased, "I kissed it?"
Gu Yuanbai took a few breaths before continuing, "The heart is flustered, something's wrong."
Xue Yuan instantly came to his senses, he pinched himself vigorously, then picked up Gu Yuanbai and darted away from the depths of the alleyway, turning his eyes to the riverside where the lotus lanterns were floating. Xue Yuan followed the river and flew out of the downtown area, bumping straight into Tian Fusheng, who was waiting here with his face stretched out.
When Tian Fusheng saw Xue Yuan, he laughed coldly, "Lord Xue, you--"
Xue Yuan slammed him away with a sullen face, "Get out of the way!"
It was only then that the palace guards saw that Lord Xue was still holding someone in his arms, and they immediately tumbled over, anxiously running after Xue Yuan.
Gu Yuanbai gripped his chest and breathed heavily. He tried his best to feel his current state, his heart panicked and his heartbeat accelerated, if he said that he had become like this because of kissing Xue Yuan, he didn't believe it.
This kind of panic is obviously external and caused by the changes, Gu Yuanbai brain can not help but some blank, he gritted his teeth to hold on. I don't know how long it took, but he seemed to have passed that critical point, his breathing suddenly loosened, and a wave of revolting desire spread up from his heart.
He broke away from Xue Yuan's embrace and stumbled, holding onto the doorframe as he bent over to dry-heave. Xue Yuan rushed forward to hold his shoulders, and immediately after he finished dry-heaving, he took his sleeves and wiped the sweat from the corners of his lips and the side of his forehead, and painfully smoothed his back, "Your Holiness."
Tian Fusheng's eyelids jumped several times, and he hurriedly stepped forward to block the sight of the bystanders, and said in a loud voice, "Lord Xue, the doctor is here, quickly let the doctor take the pulse of His Holiness!"
Because the Xue Mansion is close by, Xue Yuan directly carried Gu Yuanbai back to the Xue Mansion. His Holiness was helped to sit down, and the doctor took his pulse, and a little later, frowned and said doubtfully, "I only feel that His Holiness' heart is beating faster, and his pulse is disordered, and I don't see anything."
Gu Yuanbai's complexion darkened.
After a long time, he waved away the bystanders, leaving only the palace guards around him and Xue Yuan, who insisted on not leaving, "Tian Fusheng, I've been walking around a lot recently and my hands and feet are weak, and today I'm even more panicked. You follow me day in and day out, I ask you, will you be the same?"
Tian Fusheng did not think about this, this time carefully recalled, shook his head, "Your Majesty, small is not so. But it is strange to say, small usually follow in front of the saint is also prone to sleepy, in recent days is not so, but feel some spirit, midday froze is full of spirit, can go running on a circle."
Gu Yuanbai was silent for a moment, and one by one, he asked the people who usually accompanied him.
These people either didn't feel anything, or they felt a little better in spirit, none of them had behaved as Gu Yuanbai had. But every one of them, male or female, had a healthier body than Gu Yuanbai's, and was younger than Tian Fusheng's.
Gu Yuanbai originally felt that he was being backstabbed, and after asking a round of questions down the road, he added a skeptical option that his body was beginning to decay and his life expectancy was coming to an end.
His face did not look good, and Xue Yuan, who was looking at him, was even squeezing the back of his chair, his fingers white, and clenching his teeth in death.
Death is not a very scary thing for Xue Yuan.
But it is now.
The silence spread.
Suddenly, Gu Yuanbai clutched the shirt at his chest again, an agonized expression on his face as he felt the renewed rising panic and anxiety, a feeling that seemed to have turned into real flames, burning Gu Yuanbai's organs and bowels unmercifully within his body.
Large beads of sweat rolled down on his forehead, and Gu Yuanbai thought to himself, Damn.
Fuck that.
Laozi's life, the one life that Laozi had protected for so long, no one would want to take it from him so easily.
*
Fortunately, this situation was only repeated back and forth twice, and after Gu Yuanbai survived this panic that couldn't find a point, he was too tired to have the energy to return to the palace, "Xue Yuan, I want to rest in peace."
Xue Yuan knelt down on one knee in front of him, his broad back facing the emperor, "I will take you to resettlement."
Carrying Gu Yuanbai on his back on the way back to his bedroom, draped in the moonlight, the stars still flourished, but without those relaxed moods from before.
Gu Yuanbai watched him stay silent and suddenly lazily said, "Xue Jiujiuyao, your tongue is quite sweet."
Xue Jiuyao's arm trembled, almost sliding the saint off his back, steadied himself, and muffled his voice: "Hm."
Gu Yuanbai lifted his eyelids and glanced at the back of his head with a headache, "Why do you talk so much nonsense when you shouldn't, and then stop talking when you should."
Xue Yuan's heart was throbbing with pain, and his hands were still shaking as he hugged His Holiness, "Your Holiness, my heart hurts so much that I can't stand it."
"How ...... did it become your heartache," Gu Yuanbai said softly, "I haven't called it painful yet."
After he finished this sentence, he noticed Xue Yuan's hand tighten, and when he looked down in the moonlight, the veins on Xue Yuan's neck had burst out, and Gu Yuanbai could even hear the sound of his teeth clashing.
Gu Yuanbai didn't say anything.
He couldn't even make sense of his relationship with Xue Yuan nowadays; a king is not a king, and neither a partner, nor a playful bedmate.
Cutting the cord.
When Gu Yuanbai was placed on the bed by Xue Yuan, Gu Yuanbai reached out and hooked Xue Yuan's chin, saying, "I complimented you on your sweet mouth, and you didn't have any reaction?"
Xue Yuan sighed and tried to pluck away his hand, "Your Holiness, my mouth is now bitter."
Gu Yuanbai withdrew his hand and closed his eyes as he lay down on the bed.
He looked like this, although he had just had a hard time, but his eyebrows were still filled with the anger of a living person, Xue Yuan stood and looked at him for a long time, wiped his face, took off Gu Yuanbai's shoes, socks and outerwear, moved a basin of hot water, dipped a wet towel and handkerchief and wiped his hands and feet.
Xue Yuan had thought that Gu Yuanbai had already fallen asleep, but as he was rubbing Gu Yuanbai's fingers, Gu Yuanbai suddenly said, "Xue Jiuyao, my body is not well."
Xue Yuan paused for a moment and continued to wipe his hands, muffled, "I know."
Gu Yuanbai's voice seemed to have suddenly become long, and as if it was mixed with a lot of cold wind, and Xue Yuanyao was separated from him by a market that was too long to see the end of it, and even after walking for a longer period of time, it seemed as if he had only traveled a third of the way, "I don't want to die, but there are some things that aren't as easy as just saying I don't want them. Be sensible, Xue Jiuyao, you'd better be on point with me."
Snap.
The kerchief fell to the floor.
Xue Yuan bent down and picked up the napkin and threw it in the water basin, he was silent for a long time before he said, "What do you mean by point blank?"
Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes as if he hadn't heard.
The sour swelling in Xue Yuan's heart had forced his eyes red, and he looked at Gu Yuanbai dead on, but Gu Yuanbai didn't look at him.
"You're really powerful, Gu Convergence, you can force old me to redden my eyes with a single word," he said, holding back word by word from between his teeth, his five fingers squeezing and rattling, "The four words "point to point" are words that I've never been able to write."
Gu Yuanbai finally opened his eyes to look at him, and Xue Yuan got up in an uproar, his expression at first grim, "You live, I won't move an inch to watch you. When you're dying, I'll first give myself a knife in the chest, and block your way to the Yellow Springs."
He turned on his heel and walked away, doors and windows clanging.
Gu Yuanbai froze with anxiety, but the next instant the door frame rattled again, and Xue Yuan walked in and shoved a wooden sculpture into Gu Yuanbai's hand, and then left again with windy, quick steps.
The room was finally silent.
Gu Yuanbai raised his hand, the wood carving in his hand was smooth and warm, his eyebrows had a few shades of Gu Yuanbai, his lips were smiling, and his robes were flowing.
With a flip of his hand, two lines were carved on the back of the wooden carving.
[In the 10th year of Jingping, I hand-engraved it for the king.
This minister presents the gift of birth, and looks forward to joy].