novelThe Loyal Little Bodyguard - Extra 2
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Due to the fact that the residual poison had yet to clear from the original host's body, it was still extremely weak; even getting off the bed to walk around required a great deal of effort. Fan Yuan could only behave himself and stay in his room playing a patient. Although there were countless antidotes in the system marketplace that could help him recover, he could not use any of it. This was the basic professionalism of a committed actor!
Though his body felt uncomfortable all over, he was still in a beautiful mood. If you wanted to ask the reason for this, it was because during his recovery period, first — he did not have to work himself to the bone to complete the mission, and second — he could sleep until he naturally woke up. There were beautiful young maid servants serving him with medicine and food too. Where else could he find such a good thing?
Plus this was free! Life was simply too blissful!
Fan Yuan turned his head without any expression (filled with joy) and said to the little sister feeding him medicine, "It's a little hot."
The girl was slightly stunned as her face quietly reddened. She gave the medicine a blow, and just as she was about to feed it to Fan Yuan, the door was suddenly pushed open. Fan Yuan's initial mood was interrupted by the sudden change as he trembled from the fright. As he turned his head back, he saw the male lead-daren enter in big strides.
Fan Yuan silently swallowed his saliva. A wave of guilt rose inexplicably rose in his heart, but on second thought, he hadn't even done anything. What was he afraid of!
Thinking this way, sure enough, he gained a bit more backbone. He planned to get out of the bed to perform his formal greetings to the male lead. As soon as he lifted the blanket, the male lead came over to him and stopped his movements.
Weiming narrowed his eyes at the maid kneeling by the side. He waited till she was scared to the point that she lost six out of seven souls, before speaking coldly, "Leave. Get someone to send in a new bowl of medicine. Do not take one step into this courtyard in the future."
That young woman repeatedly replied 'yes' and anxiously hurried out. She even forgot to take the bowl of medicine away.
As soon as he came in, he had lost his temper with a young lady. No wonder the script had said that the male lead's personality was eccentric and unpredictable. This was essentially like having an illness! Fan Yuan only returned to his senses after a long time, and he asked cautiously, "Master, Master is in a bad mood?"
Weiming glanced back at him and saw that Fan Yuan's cold expression had an additional touch of cautiousness. He could not help but soften his expression, "No."
Fan Yuan nodded and waited for a moment before speaking with a complicated tone, "Then...... may Master let go of this subject......." He pointed at his own shoulder in reminder.
Grasping it so hard, you dare to say you're not in a bad mood? When he really was in a terrible mood one day, how scary and devastating would it be! He was scared even thinking about it!
Weiming withdrew his hand that was clasping Fan Yuan's shoulder, as if he'd just realised it, and said, "It slipped this prince's mind." As he spoke, he took out a bottle of top-grade wound-treating medicine from his sleeve, "Untie your clothes, this prince will apply the medicine for you."
Fan Yuan was startled from the pampering, so his words were a little inapt, "Wangye, you personally came over?"
Weiming matter-of-factly let out an 'en'. Fan Yuan thought secretly that this Master was truly very interesting. A dignified regent was helping a little bodyguard apply medicine, plus this wangye's looks were unparalleled. Tsk, tsk, no wonder the original host couldn't keep it under control!
Though he was thinking that way, his actions did not lag behind. He quickly untied his clothes and revealed his fair chest. There was a simple bandage around the right of his chest. It was obvious that it was not handled well as the wound had already begun to ooze blood.
Weiming didn't expect that he would be so straightforward, taking off his clothes as soon as he said it. A helpless smile appeared at the corners of his lips as he took off the bandages for him. His fingers lingered on Fan Yuan's chest for a long while. The skin under his fingertips was delicate and warm, and the expression in his eyes gradually darkened.
Anyone who was touched here and there by the same sex would feel uncomfortable, and Fan Yuan was naturally no exception. It was just that when he saw that the male lead's expression was very upright and extremely serious, he couldn't help but feel that it was his own mind which was impure. He was just rubbing medicine, what are you feeling affected over!
He could only divert his attention by asking, "Has the injury worsened?"
Weiming gently let out a sound of affirmation and applied the medicine on the wound, before getting a clean bandage to wrap it for him. He said seriously, "Do not get out of bed and walk around for the time being. This prince relieves you of the formalities of bowing. You do not need to bow to greet anyone in the future."
Fan Yuan had that good old iceberg expression, but his eyes were full of surprise. He had already thrown the doubts he had before to the back of his mind as he said sincerely, "Thank Master for your grace."
Weiming saw that his eyes were glimmering with nice brilliance. He almost couldn't hold back from pulling him into his arms. He quickly shifted his gaze and stabilised his mind.
At this time, the new medicine had also been delivered. Weiming directly stretched his hands to take it. He scooped a spoonful and tested the temperature with his lips, then he passed the bowl over to Fan Yuan, "Guard Gao, drink it yourself ba."
Fan Yuan took the medicine and his lips twitched slightly. Male lead, you really don't take yourself as an outsider!
Gulp, gulp, he finished drinking the medicine. Before he could even experience the bitter taste of the traditional Chinese herbs, a candied fruit had been stuffed into his mouth. The sweet taste gradually melted in his mouth, directly sending the sweetness to his heart.
Fan Yuan raised his gaze to look at him, the familiarity in his heart surging. He couldn't help but ask out loud, "Master......"
A buzz suddenly came up in his brain, forcefully interrupting his line of questioning. Only when Fan Yuan sobered up did he realize that he was about to do something stupid again. Weiming was Weiming, how could he be Gao Yu!
Weiming lifted Fan Yuan's chin and asked softly, "What did you just want to say?"
Fan Yuan said, "This subject wanted to ask where these candied fruits were bought from. They are really delicious...... haha, haha......"
"......" Weiming said, "These were preserved personally by the sister this prince has recently recognised. She sent some for this prince to taste. If you like, this prince will get some people to send over some later."
It was not good for Fan Yuan to decline, so he said, "Thank Master for your kindness."
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In the blink of an eye, over a month had passed. Fan Yuan's wound had pretty much recovered. He didn't need Xiao Wu to rush him as he himself couldn't keep from following the plot either. It was indeed very nice to lie on the bed and slack off every day, but this was based on the premise that the male lead would come to ask how he was every two, three days. This wasn't the way to go!
It sounded nice when it was said as 'visiting to ask him how he was', but if Fan Yuan had gone through workplace sexual harassment, he would definitely understand his current situation better. It was a pity that at present, he was still as straight as a pencil. Thus, though the male lead always ate his tofu in the name of applying fresh medicine, constantly kissed him indirectly in the name of feeding medicine, and even wanted to help him bathe since his body was not in good condition, Fan Yuan simply took it that this regent had a mental illness and didn't think too deeply into it.
What could he do when faced with an ill Master? He couldn't think of an effective treatment for the time being, but there was one point without doubt — he couldn't continue being sick! Otherwise the male lead's illness would become even more severe!
Why does he say that, you ask? Take Weiming helping him apply a fresh change of medicine for example. At first, the male lead-daren had only touched around his body, and later on it became kneading, and now it had become pinching...... With the gradual intensification of the degree of his actions, it could be inferred that this was a process of continuous development. If it was not stopped immediately, who knew what would it become in the future?!
Xiao Wu was also extremely suspicious. This time, the male lead's level of affection had been maintained at a stable state, not being as high as that of the previous world where it had reached an abnormal level. However, the male lead's behavior was even more extreme than that of the previous world. If it was not interested in Master, there was only one explanation...... He was ill.
Master and system's brain waves were operating at the same frequency for the first time, given that every excuse the male lead gave was——
"Guard Gao got injured for this prince's sake. You are considered this prince's saviour. This prince ought to personally take care of you."
So as long as he was cured, Weiming's inexplicable enthusiasm would probably disappear? Anyway, they couldn't find the reason for his illness.
Withstanding the pain that was as if his flesh was being cut off, Fan Yuan exchanged for several bottles of special medicine from the system marketplace. The next day, he left out of the door brimming with energy.
As a matter of fact, he had been in the room recuperating from his injuries ever since he had come to this world. He didn't know what the outside was like. According to the host's not-so-clear memory, he slowly headed towards Weiming's study.
As a bodyguard, his duty was to protect his master, even if he was...... he was possibly a psycho......
When walking through the covered corridor in the garden, he just so happened to hear a man and woman arguing ceaselessly. Fan Yuan was naturally a bit of a gossip, so he quietly slowed down his steps. In the eyes of others, he was a serious iceberg guard, but in reality, he was laughing in his heart to the point that he was extremely excited. These weird lines!
He only heard one man say, "Ah Ling, be my wangfei! You are so beautiful and kind! You definitely will not reject me, right?"
That lady painfully said, "No, Ah Can, you did not pass my test. You are not my true fated one. Even if you are the prince of Great Xia with countless glories and wealth, I can't marry you!"
The man grabbed the woman's hand, speaking with true love and genuinity, "Ah Ling, if I do not have you by my side, even if I had the whole world, I would not be truly happy. You are the bright moon and starlight in my heart. Without you, my life is as bleak as the night!"
The lady shed moved tears, "Ah Can, how can you be so foolish! So foolish! I'm not as good as you think. I have nothing but a peerless face, I have nothing......"
That man covered her lips, "Ah Ling, do not say that about yourself! You have the most kind and pure soul in the world! This is real priceless treasure!"
"Buhahahahaha!" The guard carrying an iceberg face said to his system in his mind, "Xiao Wu, did you hear that! Those kind of lines are embarrassing even by listening to it! Thank god my role is just to be a bodyguard of little words, otherwise I might not be able to stop myself from going ooc just from reciting lines!"
Xiao Wu didn't respond to him immediately. Instead, it seemed like it was confirming something. After a while, it said blandly, "Ding, those two people seem to be the female lead Shi Mengling and the third male lead Ouyang Can."
Fan Yuan: "......"
Female lead....... Why did she go back to her female body now?! Damn pills!!
His body flashed, and he felt that the healed wound had become slightly painful. He couldn't help but hold on to the mahogany column beside him, "Ouyang Can came to visit as an envoy of Great Xia. As the Regent, Weiming personally received him. However, the female lead hadn't reverted back to her female body at this time, so Ouyang Can left the capital with regrets...... This is the correct way for things to develop, right?"
"Ding......"
Fan Yuan held his head to sort out his thoughts, "So, exactly which part went wrong......"
Since the female lead had appeared in the prince's manor, she should have met the male lead. In the original story, the male lead asked the female lead to stay as a strategic advisor, but now it was obviously impossible...... because a woman couldn't live in a man's home for no reason, especially because the male lead hadn't married yet......
——"This subject wants to ask where these candied fruit were bought from?"
——"These were preserved personally by the sister this prince has recently recognised......"
Fan Yuan suddenly widened his eyes, uttering in disbelief, "Xiao Wu, does the script say that the female lead is good at making candied fruit?"
"Ding, it has been mentioned in a paragraph."
Fan Yuan held the column, speechless, as he choked. The next moment, he collapsed and said, "Weiming, laozi believed your evil!"
The Author has Something to Say:
The background of this story is in the first and second chapter, and it's also the time before Yan Rui gets found out~
Next chapter will be out in the next 2 days!
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