Royal Road

Liang Feng was awakened in a whisper, and when he opened his eyes he saw a face that could be called anxious.

"Master, you are feverish!"

Ok? Liang Feng didn't realize what he was talking about at first, and the feedback from his body was slowly rising. Lumpiness, loss of strength, laziness after venting, and unspeakable fullness and pain are mixed together, making his mind a little confused.

His eyes slid down the open skirt of the other party, the abdominal muscles and waistline were still tight and attractive, if you look closely, you can find a few less noticeable white stains.

"Master!"

His thoughts were interrupted again. Irrespective of the disheveled appearance, Yi Yan thought of getting up: "I'm going to find Jiang Da..."

"Wait!" Liang Feng woke up completely, and quickly pulled his arm. These are good, slightly propped up his figure, so that the pain behind him suddenly sharpened. Coupled with the lingering dizziness, he let out a quick puff and fell back on the couch.

"Master!" Yi Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly knelt back, "You... are you hurt? I will call Jiang Da to..."

Don't! Rolling the bedsheets made him look for a doctor, and he couldn't afford to lose this person.

Swallowing embarrassingly, Quan Qi was able to moisturize his throat, Liang Feng soothed: "It's okay, it's just last night...er...a little loss of strength."

"But you are feverish." Yi Yan still didn't feel relieved, and put his hand on his forehead again.

After this, Liang Feng realized that his body was soft and dizzy, and it was indeed a bit like a low-grade fever. Yesterday, I really shouldn't have been soft-hearted for a while...Wait, Liang Feng suddenly asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's not yet time."

Yi Yan wanted to say something more, Liang Feng had completely woke up. What time is it? ! He hurriedly said: "You go back first."

Today is New Year's Day! Even if there is no banquet, Liang Rong will come to him to celebrate the New Year, let alone congratulate his officials. It's a big joke to be found that Yi Yan is so undressed in his room!

Where did Yi Yan relax: "Lord, you are still ill..."

Liang Feng bit his teeth, and regardless of the discomfort, he propped up his figure: "It's just a small accident, it's okay. You go first. Today is Yuanri."

This statement couldn't be more clear. The expression on Yi Yan's face changed slightly, but in the end he didn't commit a crime. He took a step back, his gaze swept across Liang Feng's face, before picking up the clothes that had fallen on the side of the couch, and putting on his clothes to go out.

Looking at that person's back, Liang Feng woke up. This attitude cannot be justified for ordinary bed partners, let alone lovers. But no matter what, it's better than being blocked by a child just after doing a "bad thing".

After sitting there for two seconds, he suddenly sniffed, coughed dryly, and raised the volume: "Come on, open the window."

The smell in this room is quite subtle. Liang Feng remembered something again, moved around, and picked up the quilt. In the winter, the couch is covered with dark bedding, with a few white halos printed on it, but there is no bleeding.

It's okay... fuck! What a shit! How did that kid Xiao Junyi manage to be full of pride every day in the spring breeze? Could it be that the one in his family has never been on him? Or is the power of ethnic superiority too strong?

Thinking about the size of the thing yesterday, Liang Feng only felt that his stomach was beginning to hurt. He twisted unconsciously, and then evoked a soft hiss. He doesn't deny that it was cool for a while, but this sequelae is too tragic, right?

But after all, I still feel soft-hearted for a while. If you don't recognize it, you have to recognize it... Liang Feng sighed secretly in his belly, and forced to call Qingmei, changing clothes and washing.

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Liang Rong started very early today. After all, he was Zhengdan, and he had to celebrate his father's New Year first. Dressed neatly to the main courtyard, I never thought that my father had just got up, and it took a while before he came to the main hall.

When he saw someone, Liang Rong immediately bowed his sleeves and saluted: "To celebrate the first year of the year, I wish you a healthy body and a longevity than Dongwang."

I don’t know if it’s because of getting older or having a knighthood, Liang Rong is now acting more and more dignified, I am afraid he is not much worse than the students in Qiuxianyuan. Liang Feng smiled and said, "Rong'er should be happy and happy this year, and improve her studies. Here, this is the New Year's money."

At the age of nine this year, Liang Rong consciously has grown up, but facing the little auspicious money his father gave, he couldn't help but rejoice. He took the pouch and drank the peach soup. There was the sound of firecrackers outside, and the maids used long poles to hang new peach charms to get rid of the sneaky.

The firecrackers in the Liang Mansion are now filled with saltpeter, the sound is louder, and there is still smoke coming out. The banging sound was not exhausted, and some guards said inwardly: "Lord, General Yi, please see me."

Liang Rong blinked in surprise, it was too early! Even if the people in the mansion offer congratulations, shouldn't they wait in the front hall?

The corner of Liang Feng's mouth twitched: "Call him in."

With little effort, Yi Yan walked quickly into the main hall, bowing down and saluting. After that, those gray-blue eyes full of worries looked over, but with this look, Yi Yan was stunned. It seems that because the Yuanhui is not being held today, the people sitting here only wear a small crown, and a simple jade hairpin is inserted horizontally in the hair bun.

This was also what Liang Feng remembered this morning, tangled for a while, and put the hairpin yesterday on his head. Looking at Yi Yan's silly look now, he has returned to his original form.

With a slight smile, Liang Feng said, "Since Boyuan is here, let's go to the lobby together."

The Yuanhui was changed to the People’s Day, and there is still a greeting for the beginning of the year. In particular, Liang Feng has just been promoted to the prefecture, and it is impossible for the officials below to miss the opportunity to offer congratulations.

Seeing that the lord wanted to get up, Yi Yan immediately stepped forward and grabbed the opponent.

His movements were so fast, let alone Liang Rong, even Liang Feng himself did not react. However, his hand was already on his side, and he didn't look good anymore. Seeing his son's dumbfounded expression, Liang Feng grabbed Yi Yan's wrist fiercely, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

At this time Liang Rong hurriedly greeted him: "Father, is he unwell?"

"It's just that I went to bed late last night." Liang Feng didn't move at all on his face, and didn't let Yi Yan continue to support him. Instead, he took his son's hand. So slowly, Tun Tun moved to the front hall.

Knowing that he had just overreacted and annoyed the lord, Yi Yan froze for a moment before he followed the father and son and walked to the front hall.

The scale of congratulations is bigger than one year. Anyone who listens to it will inevitably be emotionally upset. However, this year Liang Rong was rarely distracted and quietly glanced at the main seat from time to time. Father's expression has not changed, and his response is extremely smooth, but in his eyes, he always feels a bit strange.

The little guy worried secretly, and Liang Feng himself was sweating on his back. Kneeling on the seat, almost as if the difference with the punishment. Let alone the soreness of the waist and legs, the dull pain from that unspeakable place makes people anxious. However, these can't flow to the surface at all, and they have to deal with the stare like a searchlight next to them. Yiyan, isn't it good to use observation power elsewhere? !

After the congratulations were over, a banquet was set again. It took almost an hour before and after the banquet, and when Liang Feng got up after the banquet, Liang Feng really used all his milk-feeding energy to make sure that he stood up safely and steadily.

Liang Rong seemed to see something wrong and stepped forward: "Father, your legs..."

Liang Feng laughed dryly: "It's okay, but my knees are numb. I was really lack of sleep last night. Father wants to go back to sleep for a while, Rong Er can find a partner to play."

Now that his father said so, Liang Rong had to nod his head. After finally coaxing his son away, Liang Feng slowly returned to the house. Fortunately, Yi Yan was entangled by his colleagues, otherwise he still doesn't know what to do. Liang Feng probed his forehead and couldn't figure out whether he had a fever or not, and he couldn't control that much, so he took off his clothes and fell asleep again.

I slept dimly all this time, and when I woke up again, a large shadow was stuck in front of him. Liang Feng almost couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Why are you here again?"

"The lord is still a little feverish..." The anxiety in Yi Yan's expression seemed to aggravate.

Liang Feng sighed, "It's just inflammation, and it will be fine the next day."

Hearing this, Yi Yan hesitated for a moment, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms: "But I hurt... where? This medicine was given by Dr. Jiang to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation. It works very well."

"Wait, did you go to Jiang Da?" Liang Feng bluffed.

Yi Yan hurriedly defended: "It's a healing medicine in the army. Lord, let's apply some medicine. The fever can't be delayed..."

With that said, he didn't wait for Liang Feng to agree, he fit him into his arms and slipped one hand into his shirt.

Liang Feng was also drowsy and he was not in a hurry to guard. I was hugged, and my heart was about to rush up: "Yi Boyuan!"

But the man held him tighter, and without hesitation, his slender fingers opened the door and smeared the medicine in. The medicine is slightly cool, smooth and moist, not uncomfortable. But this is ridiculous and hurts self-esteem. Liang Feng wanted to get angry, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly choked back.

The hand that was applied with medicine was steady, but the body that was close to it was trembling slightly. When I wake up, how does it feel for the most cherished person to be sick? This kid is a real virgin, it's not bad if he doesn't scare his soul away.

When I think of this, my heart is inexplicably extinguished for the most part. The feeling behind immediately became clear. The coolness of the ointment offset the dry pain, and the rough fingertips rubbed on the tender meat, evoking memories of ecstasy. Liang Feng gritted his teeth and put his head on the opponent's shoulder.

"Master, is it painful?" Yi Yan's fingers froze, and he dared not continue to move.

"Apply your medicine!" These words were squeezed out of the teeth.

Although the tone was not good, Yi Yan was keenly aware that the person in his arms seemed to have given up struggling, and his tight heart was also relaxed. Taking a deep breath, he applied the medicine again.

The two posted extremely close, and their actions were too private, and they should have given birth to something charming. But somehow, those reveries didn't flood, but instead gave birth to a blend of warmth.

After applying a layer of ointment densely, Yi Yan took out his fingers, rubbing the opponent's back like a soothing. Unexpectedly, a clear gong sounded outside the window.

Shocked, he suddenly raised his head, trying to get up, but Liang Feng encircled his shoulders.

"The eclipse is nothing."

A somewhat lazy voice rang in his ears. The roots of Yi Yan's ears suddenly turned red, and his body relaxed. Yes, there is a solar eclipse today. You must beat the gong and shout to drive away the tengu. He forgot about it.

His lips moved, and Yi Yan finally whispered softly, "It's me who hurt the lord..."

Liang Feng sneered: "What kind of injury is this?"

When he was seriously injured and hospitalized, he never cried out of pain. This little thing really didn't take it to heart, it was more embarrassing. But knowing that this kid was more panic than him, a strange sense of satisfaction surged. It is really inferior.

"The lord doesn't blame me for being reckless?" Yi Yan asked cautiously.

With conscience, a young child can endure the way it was yesterday, and he can simply give an award. Liang Feng deliberately tweeted: "The technology is too bad."

Yi Yan understood the meaning of these words at a glance. The roots of his ears were flushed and wider, but his hands firmly embraced the other's waist: "Master Meng will not give up, I will study well..."

Who do you want to study with? Before he had time to spit out, the warm lips pressed on his lips.

Outside the window, the sky changed from bright to dark, and the sound of gongs became more and more noisy. However, no one in the room paid any attention to it.

Standing outside, Liang Rong frowned, "Father hasn't woken up yet?"

The solar eclipse disturbed people's minds. Liang Rong wanted to visit Father, so he watched this vision with him by the way. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the servant.

The servant lowered his eyebrows and said, "General Yi just met with the lord, I am afraid there is something to discuss."

Did Yi Yan go to see Grandpa again? Liang Rong actually knew that Yi Yan was his father's most trusted general and had always lived in the governor's mansion. The two also often talked at night and fell asleep after reaching their feet. It’s just that what happened today, I always feel weird...

He glanced at the closed door again. Liang Rong didn't let his servant report any more, nodded, turned and walked to his other courtyard.