The System: Forced Tease King Jing

Chapter 43

Seeing Jiang Wan's hair unravel and go out looking for the cat's back, Zhong Lizhao was still sleepy.

He could not help but recall the fond memories of last night, trying to figure out the reason why Jiang Wan was suddenly so indifferent to himself.

Could he have made a mistake that scared him of having to do s**s?

At this moment, Zhong Lizhao's masculine dignity looked crumbling, his face gloomy and frightening, as if it was about to rain.

It was also sticky, and a small milk-like sound could melt his heart.

The little milk cat who was playing wool ball was carried by him, carried by him, and inevitably he kissed the top of his hairy head several times.

This affectionate expression was exactly the same as when he was chasing her for a kiss.

Zhong Lizhao finally understood that his daughter had a very broad heart and loved more than just him.

Jiang Wan played with the kitten for a while.

Seeing that Zhong Lizhao's eyes were cold and fell on him, with a hint of coolness, he thought about it carefully and found that he seemed to have offended him.

"Your Majesty, what do you see?" Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

Zhong Lizhao coughed and said coldly, "This king is thinking, your attitude towards this king is somewhat similar to this little milk cat."

“…”

Jiang Wan hugged the little milk cat, ran to the bed and crouched down, and said with a smile: "Because Your Majesty is cute like a little milk cat, and it is adorable...."

Her mouth is sweet, like honey.

Zhong Lizhao snorted softly, lifted the blanket and got out of bed, picked up clean clothes and started getting dressed.

Jiang Wan crouched down beside him, watching him change his clothes secretly, and marveled at the image of the prettiest man in Liang Guo who was changing clothes, then complacently put down the kitten and asked Cai Feng to come in and serve him.

Breakfast was still made by Chen's mother, with fragrant dumpling soup, fried egg pudding and soy milk, and two porridge flavors for her to choose from.

When Zhong Lizhao put down his chopsticks, Jiang Wan was still eating slowly with a bowl of porridge, and suddenly saw Wei Yan walking over with the food box, and respectfully said: "Your Majesty, the medicine is ready."

He opened the food box, and inside were two bowls of dark medicine.

Wait, two bowls!

Whose medicine bowl else, to my own?

Zhong Lizhao was weak and needed to take medicine every day, he knew that.

But there was only one bowl of medicine on the weekday, but today he brought two bowls of medicine, and quite possibly this bowl of medicine for himself.

He was not sick and not sick, the only reason he needed to take medicine was because they had just finished rolling the sheets last night.

Zhong Lizhao, this dead bastard, he really wanted to take medicine for himself! Jiang Wan's eyes widened, staring at the medicine bowl, feeling heartbroken.

Even though she did not want to have children for now, she still felt extremely guilty of being treated so cruelly by Zhong Lizhao.

While thinking about this, Zhong Lizhao had taken out a bowl of medicine and poured it out with a frown.

After he finished drinking, there was some medicine on the corner of his lips, but his eyes were fixed on him.

Jiang Wan's eyes were red when he saw her, and he said with tears: "Drink as much as you want, big bastard!"

It just so happened that he also did not want to have children, so Zhong Lizhao asked someone to give him a contraceptive medicine, so that he could go to the doctor to prescribe it.

He sniffed and grabbed the medicine bowl, but was stopped by Wei Yan.

"Daughter, this is still Your Majesty's medicine."

Jiang Wan: ? ? ?

"This king asks for a handkerchief." Zhong Lizhao frowned and said, "What are you doing with this king medicine, this medicine is so bitter, could it be that you like it?"

"It... This is your medicine, Your Majesty!" Jiang Wan put down the medicine timidly, and handed his handkerchief to Zhong Lizhao.

Zhong Lizhao did not pick up the handkerchief, and sneered: "Do you think it's medicine for you? Do you think it's a drug to avoid children?"

The tone and meaning of his words, it was not difficult for people to guess his thoughts.

Jiang Wan was extremely embarrassed and stammered: "No."

Zhong Lizhao took another bowl of medicine and continued to drink it, "Two bowls of this medicine, one for the body, and the other for this king to recover his body, you are blind .What say?"

She was his own legitimate daughter, why would he give her pills?

She clearly did not say anything, she made up her mind first, and even cried herself out.

"Oh." Jiang Wan lowered his head and moved his fingers.

Zhong Lizhao glanced at him and said lightly, "If you don't eat it, the porridge in your bowl should be cold."

Jiang Wan took another spoon, scooped a large spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and ate breakfast seriously, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Moved, some want to not want to poke.

Princess Dezong died the day before yesterday, and Zhongli went to the Showa River night once that day.

Today, because the Zhou family invited Taoist priests to do something, they still had to come to the door to worship.

So after they went to worship today, they only had to wait for Princess Dezong's funeral at a later time.

On the way to the Princess Palace, Jiang Wan thought of a question she had not had the time to think about last night.

What was the reason Zhong Lizhao was suddenly willing to sleep for himself?

Before last night, he was firmly convinced that Zhong Lizhao was like a monk with little desire, even if he was emotional, he would never touch him.

But last night, he suddenly let go, and he himself was thrown down by her.

Thinking of the unpleasant experience last night, he touched his chin and pondered for a moment, Zhong Lizhao he... Is this a little short?

And he also drank a bowl of tonic in the morning, so Jiang Wan felt that he had discovered the truth, Zhong Lizhao should have a kidney deficiency...

When he arrived at Princess Dezong's residence, Jiang Wan realized that all the clans had come today, and even the emperor asked the little prince to come on his behalf.

The Zhou Clan, all dressed in ordinary clothes, knelt before the mourning hall, watched the incense clan disciples one by one and kowtowed stiffly.

Jiang Wan was sitting with a group of unknown women, when she suddenly heard someone whisper: "Did this concubine Rou punish six relatives? Are you following me? I heard that Princess Dezong was in good health when Consort Rou returned."

"You say that, it makes a lot of sense. I heard that King Nan'an is a rare young talent. He was always in good shape, why did he suddenly disappear?"

"Who can be sure?" A princess who was familiar with Jiang Wan covered her lips and smiled: "No problem, as far as the method of seducing men is concerned, our gentle method of concubine This is truly amazing, she said, the previous one had only been around for less than two months, and now she had entered the palace to become His Majesty's concubine."

"Although a woman should not be devoted to her late husband, she only needs to observe the funeral service on the forty-ninth day, but the actions of our concubines have long been willing to enter the palace !"

Everyone laughed in a low voice, but they were worried that this was the residence of the eldest daughter of Dezong, and today they came to worship the eldest daughter of Dezong, so they did not continue.

Jiang Wan noticed that there was a woman sitting next to him with a scary face.

Consort Zhao introduced her in a low voice, "It was the regional head of Anhe, and the first sister of king Nan'an they had just discussed, so her face was very bad. "

While the two spoke in a low voice, the county magistrate Anhe seemed to realize something, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at the two of them.

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, then showed a polite smile, District Master Anhe nodded, and quickly threw away his face.

Due to the large number of guests today, Jiang Wan did not collide with Consort Rou.

He and Zhong Lizhao stayed at the Princess Palace until afternoon, and then bid farewell to the Zhou family.

Sitting in the princess' house for a short time, Jiang Wan, who had a sore waist and soft legs, could not bear it. After returning to the mansion, he lay down on the soft sofa and asked Caifeng to massage himself.

This massage took a long time, and he let her sleep comfortably.

It was getting dark after waking up, Jiang Wan and Zhong Lizhao finished dinner together.

Zhong Lizhao picked up a cup of tea and said over a drink: "Tell the waiter to pack up and move out tomorrow.the king's house."

Jiang Wan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and refused: "It's okay, you don't need to move in trouble."

The most important thing was that he no longer had any strong thoughts on the matter of putting Zhongli Zhao to sleep, so neither of them needed to sleep in the same room.

Zhong Lizhao frowned, and after a while, he said, "If that's the case, then the king will ask Wei Yan to bring everything tomorrow."

“…”

"okay." Jiang Wan agreed reluctantly.

Zhong Lizhao narrowed his eyes, not missing his aversion, and suddenly laughed in anger.

He who provoked himself, now he did not appreciate it when he ate it?

He did not say anything, but after drinking the tea in his hand, he got up without a word, lifted it up, and walked towards the inner room.

Jiang Wan poked Zhong Lizhao's chest and whispered, "Your aunt just died, why don't we do this..."

Zhong Lizhao glanced at him and said lightly, "I'm just Aunt Dezong's son and nephew, and I don't need to be filial."

“…”

Jiang Wan said: "Don't, I'm so tired and sick."

Zhong Lizhao knew where he was talking about pain, so he frowned and asked, "Is yesterday's medicine useless?"

"I use it, but it still hurts." Actually, it didn't hurt anymore, but Jiang Wan didn't want to roll up the bed, so she lied a little.

"Then, rest well." Zhong Lizhao looked at her for a while, and when he thought his lie would be revealed, he suddenly let go.

Jiang Wan heaved a sigh of relief, and after Zhong Lizhao lowered himself, he rolled onto the bed, went inside the blanket and said, "I'm sleeping, Your Majesty, go back to sleep. !"

“…”

Zhong Lizhao pursed his lips, got up and was about to come out.

At this moment, the system command rang again, and Jiang Wan saw it saying:

[After a quarter of an hour, your husband will be crushed to death by tiles falling from the roof. The emperor ordered you to be buried.

Tell your husband: Brother Zhongli, do you like playing in the study room? ]