[BL, MTL] The Villain and I are Best Friends (Quick Wear)

Chapter 65: My Uncle and I are Best Friends (14)

Zhao Chong could not be allowed to misunderstand him, let alone Ling Rui discover that he and Zhao Chong were not completely hostile. Quickly putting away Ling Rui's unused teacup, Lin Guo raised his chin and faced The window silently made a "go" sign.

He didn't expect that he would bump into Zhao Chong so coincidentally. Needless to say, the young man didn't have the confidence to really break up with him. Ling Rui immediately got up and approached the window as quietly as a thief. Ling Rui held up his hands and borrowed the money. Following Zhao Chong's footsteps getting closer and closer, he climbed out of the window and slipped out.

[Damn it, this guy didn't close the window for me! 】 Walking to the window in two steps, Lin Guo said that he really had nothing to say to the protagonist who always only cares about himself. He quickly asked Zero Eleven to take care of the footprints on the edge of the window. It was too late for Lin Guo to do other things. He could only catch a glimpse of Zhao Chong in the corner of his eye and look back for a second, then fainted softly under the shocked eyes of the other party.

Care leads to chaos. Although the moves are a bit old-fashioned and unauthentic, if he wants Zhao Chong to ignore the violations in the inner palace, Lin Guo has no other better choice.

"Ling An!"

Unexpectedly, he was received into a warm and powerful embrace. Lin Guo closed his eyes lightly, and at the same time, he did not forget to let Ling Shiyi temporarily remove his consciousness from his body.

It's not that he's making a fuss, it's just that in front of Zhao Chong, some things are better as realistic as possible.

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After Ming Xishun sent the imperial doctor away, Zhao Chong sat beside the gorgeous dragon bed and gently held the young man's cold fingers.

A few months had passed, and the furnishings of Qingyan Hall had not changed at all. The surrounding environment gave Zhao Chong a kind of familiarity, but the young man lying on the bed with his eyes closed and breathing weakly made him feel extremely strange.

The young man's bones are very hard and his vitality is as tenacious as a strong bamboo. Therefore, after fighting for so long, Zhao Chong has never seen the other party look so pale and fragile.

"My lord, please be at ease." Xi De came in personally holding a small heater burning silver charcoal. He stood up and comforted in a low voice, "The early spring is cold and your Majesty's body is thin and the wind is blowing. It is true that he fainted for a moment. By chance."

"I have carefully asked Dr. Zhang. The disease is not serious. As long as you drink a few doses of medicine and take careful care, Your Majesty will be able to recover as before within seven days."

Xide is the old man next to him, Zhao Naturally, Zhao Chong would not blame the other party for being too talkative at the moment. He raised his hand to tuck the slightly scattered hair beside the young man's ears. Zhao Chong asked in a deep voice as if he was talking to himself: "I am overly worried... Xide, this time it's my fault." Did the king do something wrong?"

This question is really not easy to answer at all. Even though he was standing by the warm charcoal stove, a chill ran down Xi De's back uncontrollably, weighing the fact that the master has been In all the disputes with the other party, Xide considered his words and spoke carefully: "Every bustle in the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. When it comes to pursuing power, there has never been any Right or wrong."

"But in the eyes of the prince, your majesty may be an exception." "

You are right," Zhao Chong said softly, looking at the young man's peaceful face as if sleeping, "I know that I am not wrong, but still I can't help but feel sorry for him."

Hearing this, Xide was stunned for a moment, and then hesitantly answered: "...I am afraid that the prince has already been sincerely interested in people."

The rare treasures beside him were not even considered. What, it was only the master's words today that allowed Xide to truly understand the status of the current emperor in his prince's heart.

"Sincerely? What can you do if you are sincere?" Zhao Chong stroked the young man's delicate eyebrows with his fingertips, and touched the other person's forehead affectionately and helplessly, "I'm afraid it is only at this time that you will be gentler to me. ."

For Zhao Chong to be where he is today, his personal ability is indispensable, but it is also indispensable for the support of his colleagues behind him. Before he can be sure of Ling An's intentions, he absolutely can't do it for a personal relationship. , risking the lives of tens of thousands of people to hand over the country of Ling Dynasty.

If he was in power, he could ensure that the other party would be pampered and pampered; but if Ling An won, Zhao Chong could not guarantee that the other party would be merciful to him.

After all, it now seems that this relationship was a wishful thinking forced on him from the beginning.

No one responded, and the young man lying on the bed had a soothing look on his face, as if he was really showing tenderness and warmth to the man in front of him. The palace fell into a brief moment of peace. Looking at the master who was quietly guarding the young man's bedside, Xide stepped lightly and withdrew with great knowledge.

Every time they met, there would be quarrels or bloodshed. Finally, with such an opportunity to live in peace, Xide certainly would not let anyone disturb the prince's interest.

[Pretending to be so fierce, he turned out to be a paper tiger.] He woke up five minutes ago at the right time. Lin Guo, who happened to hear the conversation between Zhao Chong and Xide, laughed, feeling sour in his heart. I don't know what it feels like, [How stupid, where is the confidence of the domineering general that I usually have? ]

[It's not that your acting skills are too good. Objectively speaking, your liking is indeed not as obvious as Zhao Chong's.] I don't dare to boldly reveal my virtual form anymore and secretly erase all suspicious traces in the house for Lin Guo. Gong and fame, by the way, retracted themselves into the deepest corner of Lin Guo's consciousness, "What's more, the authorities are obsessed with it. Men in love will always have some strange ideas of their own." ]

[But I thought he wouldn't...]

Only half of the words were said, Lin Guo suddenly realized that in the relationship between the two of them in these lifetimes, he himself had always been the dominant one.

Even though it seems that he took the initiative to attack the opponent after being tempted, if you look carefully, he has all the memories and is the biggest bug.

In every life, a man will only fall in love with him after taking over the role, as if the other person exists in that world just to wait for the real "Ling Guo" behind the role.

Thinking of this, Lin Guo's heart, which had always remained rational during the mission, softened beyond words. He slightly modified the original plan, and Lin Guo decided to make the relationship between the two consummate as soon as possible.

The raven-colored eyelashes of the young man on the bed trembled slightly. Zhao Chong was startled and immediately prepared to let go of the hand that was still intertwined with the young man's fingers.

The young man has never liked his touch. If he wakes up and sees his "unruly" intimacy again, he is sure that the other person will faint from his anger again.

However, what surprised Zhao Chong was that just a second before he was about to let go, he suddenly felt an inconspicuous return grip on the young man's right hand.

Like a small animal smelling a familiar scent, the young man who had not yet woken up from his drowsiness frowned and buried himself in the arms of the "enemy" in a daze.

Just like the tenderness after every lingering moment on the dragon couch, the young man put away his thorns and snuggled into his arms tiredly but peacefully.

It was precisely because of the young man's sudden movement that the hair tie that was just casually tied behind his head fell off loosely. Looking at the familiar gold pattern on a white background, Zhao Chong finally couldn't help but smile.

"You asked for this," Zhao Chong lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead, and said in a low voice with calm eyes, "If Your Majesty doesn't speak out to stop my delusion, then I will never let go until my death. "

Even if your majesty wins in the end and wants to execute me, I will take your majesty to explore the endless hell."

It should be a touching love story for a lifetime, but every time it comes to a man's mouth, Lin Guo always feels A hint of paranoia and determination could be heard, and while maintaining a true and flawless sleeping look, Lin Guo silently gave the man reassurance in his own way.

The original owner's temper was too strong. Apart from unconsciously exposing him in his sleep, Lin Guo couldn't find any better way to express his feelings to the other party.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Chong didn't hear the young man's favorite "unbridled" voice. Zhao Chong looked at the two people's interlocked hands and suddenly understood the so-called satisfaction.

Different from the satisfaction brought by power and lust, Zhao Chong clearly understood that the pleasure brought by the young man throwing himself into his arms without any grudge had already exceeded every happy moment in his past.

Even if this was just another wishful thinking on his part, he was willing to pay whatever price he could for the satisfaction of this moment.

The warmth in the inner hall was so drowsy that Zhao Chong was greedy for such a warm and beautiful time, while also curiously wondering what the young man's expression would be like when he woke up.

It was in this distressing yet sweet entanglement that Zhao Chong leaned motionless on the bedside and served as the young man's human-shaped pillow for two hours. When the sunlight shining into the inner hall slowly turned from light gold to orange, he slept for a whole afternoon. The young man finally woke up slowly from his dark and sweet dream.

Looking at the other party lying in his arms and blinking blankly in amusement, Zhao Chong smoothed the hair around the young man's ears: "Are you awake? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"No..." He subconsciously continued half of the sentence, and then the young man said: After realizing his situation, he fled from the man's arms like a rabbit. The young man cleared his throat and tried his best to maintain his usual sharpness. "Why are you here?" "Because as soon as I entered the door, Your

Majesty was right. "I fell into the arms of the minister," deliberately exaggerated, Zhao Chong teased the other party in a slow and protracted tone, "I finally carried His Majesty to the bed, but His Majesty hugged the minister like a child and refused to let go.

" The young man who was speechless and still had some vague memories opened his mouth, and a thin layer of red quickly appeared on his face.

Seeing that the sleeping person had not yet regained his usual self-control and fierceness, Zhao Chong took advantage of the situation and made an aggrieved look after being pushed away: "Throw it away after use. Your Majesty's move...I am terrified."

You were so scared that you were almost amused by the large dog-like expression on the man's face. Lin Guo pretended to lower his head and tidy up his pajamas, and finally hid the subtle curve of the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong with me?" With a slight cough, the young man changed the subject in an obvious way, "What did the imperial doctor say?"

"Your Majesty's illness is a bit serious..." Putting away all the irregularities, Zhao Chong frowned, and then When the young man stared at him intently and nervously, he smiled softly -

"Lovesickness."

"The imperial doctor said that your Majesty is lovesick for me."