Seize My Boyfriend - B31 (20)

Shiyue didn’t want to talk to this man. This guy didn’t understand anything.

Mo Zhiyang was tortured so much that he fainted in the end. There are traces of paint all over the body, all of which were stained by turning over and over on the desk.

Shang Yi simply cleaned up and then fell asleep holding the person in his arms.

But at night, I found that the person started to have a fever.

“Yangyang.” When Shang Yi woke up, he found that the temperature of the person in his arms was wrong. He quickly hugged the person and sat up, “Yangyang, are you okay?” He touched his forehead and it turned out that he had a fever.

Shang Yi thought about the scene this afternoon and felt a little annoyed: he shouldn’t have been so unruly in this weather.

“Yungui, send the imperial doctor!”

“Yes!” Yungui suddenly heard this sound outside and quickly asked the young eunuch to send the imperial doctor.

But this time, it was not the old doctor, but a young novice who had just entered the hospital.

Yungui looked at the young face and couldn’t help but wonder whether this person could do it. Don’t let the people in Daliang look bad when the time comes. Your Majesty will feel sorry for you.

“Eunuch Yun, the Imperial Doctor Zhao is on duty at the imperial hospital today.” The young eunuch was also in a dilemma. The palace gate had already been locked and it would be too time-consuming to go outside the palace to find the imperial physician.

“Then bring them in.” Yungui had nothing to do, and His Majesty urged him urgently. We had to call this imperial physician for diagnosis and treatment first, and then ask the eunuch to go out and invite other imperial physicians to come in.

“Yes.”

Mo Zhiyang was lying on the bed, dizzy with fever, and whether his poisoned body was fully recovered or not, he kept messing around with Lao Sepi. It’s better to stay on the rope. You can’t catch a cold or have a fever.

Just when Mo Zhiyang was confused, the system suddenly noticed something strange, “Host, the host is not good, please open your eyes and see if it’s bad!” ”

Huh?” Mo Zhiyang’s head hurt and he was so noisy, he opened his eyes My eyes wanted to see what was going on. But my eyelids were as heavy as lead, and I couldn’t open them.

“Host, please wake up! Why did the protagonist come to Qingguo and look at you with a look of resentment? Help, host!”

Mo Zhiyang finally regained some consciousness and endured the headache. Opening his eyes, he asked, “What’s going on?”

In fact, Zhao Yunling didn’t complain, because he only stretched out his hands when the bed curtain was put down, so he didn’t know who was inside and was trying his best to treat her.

“How?” Shang Yi was a little worried.

Zhao Yunling was a little excited, Mr. Shang actually talked to him!

No, he is no longer Mr. Shang, but the emperor of Qing.

“Your Majesty, I just have a fever and some physical weakness, nothing serious.” Zhao Yunling’s voice was shaking when he said this.

Mr. Shang is indeed very powerful!

“That’s good.” Shang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. It would be even more heartbreaking if Yangyang got hurt again because of his own desires.

Mo Zhiyang heard Lao Sepi’s voice, and then the protagonist Shou. He sat up in shock while dying of illness!

“Shang Yi!” He was so frightened that he shouted out.

“Yangyang, what’s wrong!” Shang Yi thought Yangyang was uncomfortable, so he quickly opened the bed curtain and pushed him back, “Why are you up? Lie down quickly.” Just because

the bed curtain flew up, Zhao Yunling saw The person lying on the bed turned out to be Mo Zhiyang! It’s that vicious prince who makes things difficult for Mr. Shang everywhere in Daliang!

Zhao Yunling was shocked and stunned, and cried out, “Why, how could it be you!!!”

“You?” To be honest, Mo Zhiyang was also surprised: What happened to the protagonist? Why was he there wherever the protagonist attacked. Is job-hopping so casual?

“Damn it, this is indeed the protagonist Shou. Is there a bond between this **** and the protagonist Gong!” The system sighed again: The power of plot is great! He deserves a beating.

When Mo Zhiyang saw that it was Zhao Yunling, his temples that were playing the drums were about to explode: No, bro! Do you change jobs so casually?

Have you asked about five insurances and one housing fund? Have you asked about social security? I’m really impressed that you changed jobs without even knowing the salary and remuneration, and yet you can see the old pervert again!

“You, why is it you!” Zhao Yunling was more shocked than anyone else.

“Who are you?” After asking this question, Shang Yi felt something was wrong. Why did this imperial doctor look so similar to the carefree person he had met at the banquet before?

Shang Yi was not sure, so he took another look by candlelight. Now I am absolutely certain that it is him. I didn’t notice it before and didn’t care who it was. But how did this person appear!

This man was in Daliang before, so why did he suddenly come to Qingguo to be an imperial doctor? Is it a coincidence? !

broken!

Mo Zhiyang was shocked when he saw that Lao Sepi had been sizing up the protagonist Shou: if this plot could bring the protagonist Shou from Daliang to Qingguo, could it also make Lao Sepi fall in love with the protagonist Shou for no reason?

When he thought of this possibility, Mo Zhiyang became angry! But you can’t be impulsive now, you must be calm.

“Ahem~~” Mo Zhiyang coughed on purpose, and fell softly into Lao Sepi’s arms, sobbing coquettishly, “I feel so uncomfortable.” Seeing this, Shang Yi’s heart melted

. He hugged Yangyang and comforted him softly, “Don’t be afraid. The doctor has seen it and you will be fine after taking the medicine. Don’t be afraid, Yangyang.”

“But the medicine is very bitter.” Mo Zhiyang said while observing Zhao Yunling’s expression: Very good , you are only one step away from being angry to death, let me make you angry to death.

“But it’s not good for your health if you don’t take medicine.” Shang Yi was patient enough, and didn’t care that the slave was nearby. He held him tightly in his arms and whispered, “It’s not good if you don’t take medicine, you know?” “But it’s just that

. It’s very bitter!” Mo Zhiyang sobbed slightly, “I don’t want to eat it.”

What’s going on with these two people!

Zhao Yunling couldn’t understand now. What happened to these two people? Didn’t the two of them torture each other in the past? Why did they become so in love with each other when they arrived in Qingguo?

Zhao Yunling plucked up the courage to ask, “Mr. Shang, do you still remember who I am?” ”

Yes.” How could Shang Yi not remember? When he mentioned this, he remembered that this man had just checked Yangyang’s pulse. Hand shouted, “Come here, take this fine work from Daliang down and torture it severely!”

The fine work from Daliang?

The guards looked at each other. Are they trying to catch the one on the bed? The detailed work from Daliang should be him. But why does His Majesty protect people in his arms?

So, who should be arrested now?

Seeing that no one was moving, Shang Yi was a little annoyed and lowered his voice and asked, “Why, if you don’t arrest this imperial doctor, who else do you want to arrest?” He immediately saw what these people were thinking.

“Mr. Shang!” Why did he suddenly want to arrest him? Zhao Yunling tried his best and tried many methods to get from Daliang to Qing Dynasty.

After all the effort to get here, Zhao Yunling has always been looking forward to meeting Mr. Shang. The two of them would reminisce about old times and scold this vicious prince together. How could this happen?

How come it was me who was arrested in the end, and that vicious prince actually pretended to be pitiful in Mr. Shang’s arms.

“What’s going on?” Mo Zhiyang gave the protagonist a provocative look, pretending to be weak and innocent, leaning on Lao Sepi’s arms, “Ahem~ Do you know this person? No matter how I saw it, Does it look familiar?”

“Yangyang, you have forgotten that when we were in Daliang, this imperial physician once examined my injuries. This man is clearly the imperial physician of Daliang, and he must have some agenda when he comes to Qingguo!” Shang Yi still remembers what this man said to Yang

. Yang’s smear.

“No, it’s not that I didn’t!” Zhao Yunling didn’t expect it to be like this. He broke away from the guard and threw himself at Mr. Shang’s feet. “Mr. Shang, Mr. Shang! I’m not a craftsman. I’m from Daliang. I’m just I just want to see you! Mr. Shang, I am really not a craftsman. This Mo Zhiyang is a craftsman. He is a craftsman sent by Emperor Liang. Mr. Shang, you believe me!” In response to these words, Mo Zhiyang nestled in Lao Sepi’s arms

. Shaking his head gently, he said weakly, “I don’t, I’m not such a person! Shang Yi, do you believe me?” ”

I believe you, Yang Yang.” Shang Yi gently stroked Yang Yang’s back and said from Jin Qingguo start. Yangyang’s every move is under control. Yangyang is not collaborating with the enemy. He knows this very well.

As for this so-called imperial doctor, that’s not necessarily the case.

Shang Yi: “Pull this man down and torture him severely! See if there are any clues.” ”

No, I’m not Mr. Shang! I don’t have it!” Zhao Yunling wanted to explain, so she hugged Mr. Shang’s thigh and cried, choking with sobs. , “I’m not being mean, I’m really here for Mr. Shang, I just want to see you.” ”

He should be a good person.” Mo Zhiyang hesitated, looking at Shang Yi as if he wanted to plead for mercy.

“That’s not necessarily true, Yangyang. Not everyone is as innocent as you.” Shang Yi flicked his sleeves and asked the guards to drag him out without even a look.

“Mo Zhiyang, Mo Zhiyang, you bad guy! Who are you showing off to, Mo Zhiyang! It’s all you who hurt me, you two-faced bad guy, a vicious person.” Listening to the curses and abuses, Mo

Zhiyang She snuggled into Lao Sepi’s arms weakly and innocently, “I don’t know this imperial doctor, why did he scold me like this.” ”

Yangyang, have you forgotten? He once came into the house to treat me, and you were there at that time. “Shang Yi didn’t care either. Yangyang probably had a fever and couldn’t think straight.

“Yungui, go and ask other imperial doctors to come over.”

“Yes.” Yungui responded and stepped back. His eyes glanced at the man from Daliang, what a trick.

Mo Zhiyang is still feeling dizzy now, and his weakness is not an act. He fell into Lao Sepi’s arms in discomfort. He muttered in a low voice, “You have to give me candied fruit when I take the medicine later, otherwise I won’t be able to eat it.” ”

Tell someone to prepare it, but you have to take the medicine obediently, you know?” Shang Yi kissed Yangyang’s forehead, or very hot. I was dissatisfied: Why hasn’t the damn imperial doctor arrived yet?

Zhao Yunling was dragged to the dungeon of the palace and said, “You can’t do this to me. I am kind to your emperor. You can’t torture me.” There were torture

instruments hanging on the wall, red-hot charcoal braziers, and The wailing coming from the cell next door scared Zhao Yunling out of his wits.

“Me, you guys, don’t touch me!”

“Your Majesty said you will be tortured severely!” The jailer picked up a long whip with barbs, whipped it out with a whistling wind, and thought he could take advantage of it, so he planned to use it as an appetizer first.

“You can’t do this to me!” Zhao Yunling retreated step by step until he huddled in a corner.

The jailers don’t care about that. They will interrogate the case first and then call the interrogator if it doesn’t work. Thinking about it, he raised his hand to swing the whip.

“stop!”