The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Like a little starlight in the dark night, like a cluster of flames in the cold winter, it brings sporadic light spots and sporadic warmth.

Weak and small, he flew towards the people in the dark abyss, holding the spark in his palm tightly, afraid that it would fly to other places.

It wasn't bright enough, nor warm enough, and the abyss was still dark and cold.

But he only wanted this beam of light.

Enough is enough.

It only shines on itself.

Even if it is faint, the light in front of you is real, and the warmth of your palm is also real.

The despair and world-weariness that kept coming like a cold wave gradually receded, and the spark in the palm of his hand became scorching hot, dispelling the darkness around him little by little.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

He wants to live.

How could he be willing to give up like this.

The many things I imagined before I lost consciousness are not as good as waking up and realizing them myself.

*

What caught my eyes was some harsh light and bright yellow, Jun Heng was stunned for a moment, and slowly got used to it.

He woke up.

With a slight movement of his fingers, he realized that the person next to him, she almost put her hand on his hand and held it tightly, as if she gave her whole body to himself.

She didn't lie down with him, but fell asleep on her stomach, her neck resting on the quilt, revealing her fair neck.

Jun Heng stretched out his hand to gently hold the back of her neck, and the cold hand stimulated the girl to tremble.

Such a defenseless appearance, obedient and quiet.

And exposed the vitals.

He gently stroked the back of her neck, as if comforting some fluffy cub.

Jun Heng got up and got out of bed, picked her up and put her gently on the bed.

At this time Xu Jinchuan entered the palace, and he was not surprised to see him wake up, "Since your majesty has already woken up, I will let you know about the next course of treatment. I will move all the toxins to the head in the next few days. May be affected by toxins."

Jun Heng hummed lightly, "Thank you."

Thank him for waking up, thank him for bringing her back to him.

Xu Jinchuan said casually, "Give me a position as an imperial physician."

If you want to stay in the palace, you have to be a doctor, and you can take good care of sister Gu.

The matter of Yaowang Valley is not to be feared. Anyway, there is no need to inherit the throne, and one must have the blood of a direct relative.

Junheng directly agreed.

He knew that he wanted to stay and take care of her body, and he was worried about the doctors in the imperial hospital.

Looking down at the girl nestled in the quilt, her crimson thin lips parted slightly, "Her body...how is it?"

Xu Jinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm not as afraid of the cold as before, and I don't need to be too taboo, but I still can't conceive children."

He said with a half-smile, "I'm afraid I can't afford to be His Majesty's queen."

Of course, this is a retreat.

It can also be regarded as a reminder, if Jun Heng hesitates at all, then he will definitely take his sister away.

Jun Heng blurted out, "I only want her alone!"

He doesn't care who the throne will be given to in the future, even if the royal blood is cut off from him, it doesn't matter.

Xu Jinchuan also knew that enough was enough. It's not that he didn't believe in Junheng's feelings for Xiaoci. After all, even the emperor's seal was given to Xiaoci, but it was related to his heirs. He had to mention it, so as not to slander Xiaoci with the advice of ministers in the future.

He threw a white porcelain bottle to Junheng, "One pill a day."

This is similar to the medicine given to Cici by the grandfather of the valley owner. It is very precious, and it is really cheap for this guy.

"thanks."

After Xu Jinchuan left, only him and the girl lying on the bed were left in the hall.

Jun Heng poured a cup of hot tea and drank it, glanced at the sandalwood box on the table from the corner of his eye, thinking that after all these days, the snacks inside must have gone bad, he quickly opened the wooden box, slightly stunned.

Inside are pastries packed full and neatly.

The pattern is complete and beautiful, and it also exudes a sweet taste.

No one dared to touch the items in the hall, and no one would put snacks in it, only her.

He slowly picked up a piece with his slender fingers and chewed it in his mouth.

The snow-colored silk pajamas eased the aura around him, the black hair fell down, there was a slight tenderness between the brows and eyes, and the crimson lips were stained with a little debris, he gently wiped it off, every move was very elegant, as if Young master of troubled times.

The hall is still very quiet, but it is no longer as quiet as before, adding a bit of popularity.

Obviously it is still the craftsmanship of the imperial dining room, and the taste of the pastry has not changed, but this time he tasted the sweetness.

Jun Heng walked to the side of the bed and lay on his stomach silently, not daring to lie beside her, with his head resting on his arms, half of his face was covered, only a pair of dark eyes were exposed.

The shape of the eyes is beautiful, with a sense of sharpness, but it has softened a little, looking at the girl wetly, obedient and harmless.

He silently reached out to grab her little hand, timidly, like a coward, wanting to get close but afraid of her rejection.

So he could only approach cautiously, step by step.

Finally, he finally got his wish and held her hand, like a cat stealing fish, showing a look of secret joy.

He said in a low voice, "I'm waiting for you."

Once you grab it, you won't let it go.

*

Luo Ci woke up from her sleep. She had a bit of a nightmare. She wanted to get up quickly to take care of the pieces. She struggled to get up in a daze. When she was about to rub her eyes, she found that her hands were tightly bound and her fingers were interlocked.

She moved her body, struggled a bit, failed to get up, tried to open her eyes wide (actually only opened a crack), her brain spontaneously controlled her to speak, "You're awake..."

She was still in a state where she could not open her eyes or stand up when she remembered it consciously. Her body was very heavy as if she was being pressed down by something.

Probably because she woke up after seeing the fragments, she also felt relieved, and continued to lie down and fell into a deep sleep.

Thinking all afternoon how to greet Jun Heng after she woke up: "..."

Always play out of the box.

But he just likes her like this.

Jun Heng sat by the bed, holding the book in his left hand, interlocking the fingers of his right hand with hers. Seeing that she was still going to sleep, he continued to read the scroll.

These are all the specific forms of the previous post-sealing ceremony, and he is going to personally arrange the layout of the ceremony.

But since she was half asleep and half awake talking to him, he couldn't see it.

She didn't show the slightest rejection or resistance, and her first words were caring. When she found out that he woke up from the coma, she instantly relaxed her body, and then closed her eyes to rest, which made him suddenly happy.

Jun Heng put down the scroll, lay down next to her, hugged her tightly, with a satisfied face on his face.

He still has a chance.

Nothing pleased him more than this.

...

Luo Ci had fully slept this time, her consciousness came back, her jet-black eyelashes curled up, and she saw the girl in her arms.

Luo Ci: "!"

How to change it!

She opened her lips, not knowing what she was thinking for a moment.

Coincidentally, Jun Heng also woke up. Since he found himself nestled in a warm embrace in a petite posture, most of his sleepiness has gone, but he adapted quickly.

Maybe he thought it was inconvenient before, but now he thinks it's good, because she can't do without him like this.