MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 20 The Lame Prince of Shura Field

"Fuck you, let me go!" Wei Zishi roared under the quilt, his eardrums were about to be pierced.

Congliang couldn't move his arms because of the strange force of his two arms, his legs were exposed outside the quilt, giving the effect of Lingbo's micro-steps, and his lips were trembling with anger.

Congliang closed his eyes and didn't say a word, waiting for Wei Zishi to pedal without any strength, and he had to cry when he was panting, and then he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Is my arms particularly soft and fragrant? Would it be very comfortable for me to hold it? Are you happy now, baby?"

"If you want me to hug you, just say it..." Congliang's voice was not loud, and his voice was a bit yin and yang. "Do you think I can't sleep in the middle of the night? Huh?"

"...I've never seen a woman more brazen than you!" Wei Zishi's tone was split.

Cong Liang pushed the quilt down a little, and the two of them had their heads exposed, rubbing against a pair of chicken coops. Cong Liang squinted and looked at Wei Zi who was struggling to get back, "Don't you think I can't sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Then tell me, what are you tossing about these days?" Congliang deliberately distorted the facts, "Isn't your stomach really uncomfortable? Why do I remember that I didn't see you going to Gong's room during the day, and was rushing to drag me at night? Let's go out together, I'm not even allowed to wear any clothes in a hurry..."

"Are you squatting in the room to see me?"

Cong Liang let go of Wei Zishi, got up and quickly pulled Wei Zishi's shoes off, and threw it into the bed with the person's feet in his arms.

Wei Zishi sat up "whoosh" and wanted to jump off the bed, but he wrapped himself in the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, his arms were tightly blocked. fall down.

He had to squat in the corner of the shrunk bed far away from Congliang, staring at Congliang with a nose that was not a nose or a face that was not a face.

"Tell me," Cong Liang put on the quilt and shivered twice, "Did you squat in the room to see me?"

Wei Zishi took shelter from the wind in Gong's room every night, and he did not miss the frozen Congliang who was shivering and jumping around. He sneered and sat cross-legged against the foot of the bed. How about it?"

Cong Liang: "Did you enjoy watching it?"

Wei Zishi: "It's fun, it's really fun." When the Queen Mother jumped up and down like a monkey, how could it not be fun?

Congliang smiled "ha", pursed his lips and pulled the quilt, "Does it look good?"

"It looks good." How can you not look good when you look ugly in the cold!

Congliang sniffed again, pursed his lips in an ambiguous smile, Wei Zishi secretly said that it was not good, and sure enough, when Congliang spoke again, the style of the painting was not right.

"I haven't enjoyed watching it for two days, and I've watched it for so long tonight..." Cong Liang rubbed forward around the quilt, and Wei Zishi's back subconsciously stuck to the corner of the wall.

"Am I in good shape? You've looked at it for three days in a row, do you know my size by heart?"

Wei Zishi's face turned red and then turned white again, the corners of his eyebrows twitched, his face embarrassed and hideous.

"You watch it every day, and you specifically pull me out in the middle of the night, when you pick me up and wear my t-shirt..." Cong Liang tutted and shook his head, "His Royal Highness, do you still say that you don't think I can't sleep?"

Wei Zishi stood up abruptly and hit the carvings on the top of the bed with a bang.

Cong Liangyan quickly grabbed his calf and swung it back, "What? It's been a few days since I watched it, and you admit that you enjoyed it and that it looked good..."

Cong Liang said: "Sixth prince, you are a dignified prince, so you just watched it in vain? Don't you plan to take responsibility?"

"You—" Wei Zishi was shocked by Congliang's shamelessness, and half squatted on the bed. Said, I can't say it, I can't go, I can't wait to mutate into Nezha, open my mouth and spit out the real fire of the three flavors, refining the monster Congliang.

The two stared at each other for a while with their cheeks puffed up. Cong Liang's face was inexplicably aggrieved when he was beaten by Wei Zi, and he laughed with a "poof". He closed the quilt, let the gap out of the bed, and yawned.

When he saw Wei Zi, he still glared at her without moving, and said with a smile, "Not leaving yet? So you want to sleep with me?"

Cong Liang said that he opened the quilt and pretended to be going to hug Wei Zi and came in, "Are you not satisfied with just looking at it, and want to touch it? Come, come..."

Wei Zishi was rolling, crawling, limping, and running barefoot. Cong Liang shook the crumpled quilt, looked at the shoes she specially made for Wei Zishi under the bed, sighed, and lay down to sleep.

After sleeping for a while, Congliang felt that the room was getting colder and colder, dizzy and dry and sore throat, which would change her burning mouth to be able to spit fire. While cursing Wei Zi in her heart, she covered the quilt and trembled on the bed.

When the maid found out in the morning, she asked the imperial physician to diagnose the pulse and boil the medicine. She drank the medicine tremblingly from the mist in front of Liangyao, and greeted the eighteenth generation of Wei Zishi's ancestors in her heart. Well, we must find a way to get revenge.

But Congliang really didn't expect that the disease would become a bit severe. She ate the bitter medicine soup three times a day, and she still couldn't get out of bed at all. The dog's chain was unfastened first, and it was too contagious, so Wei Zishi returned to the backyard first.

Congliang was ill for six or seven days, and he was barely able to get up and sit and drink porridge by himself. During this period, the little emperor came twice, and each time he carefully asked about Congliang's symptoms, and said a few words, "Mother, get better soon. "He walked away with a sad face.

On the ninth day, Congliang finally regained his energy and drank a full meal of porridge. Although his legs were still a little weak and he lost a lot of weight, he was almost healed.

Listening to the meaning of Chunhuaqiuyue, how could the culprit have been nourished these past few days, and the system said that Wei Zishi saw the man in black again last night, and he didn't know what else was going to happen.

It's just that before she could find someone to settle the account, the Taiwei's mansion sent someone to spread the word, and the person who came was still the personal supervisor of the old Taiwei.

Cong Liang invited someone into the main hall for a cup of tea, but the old steward waved his hands repeatedly and yelled at her from a distance outside the bedroom.

It was said that Mrs. Taiwei wanted to enter the palace in person, but because the situation outside was really dangerous, the old steward led a family of thousands of people and asked them to enter the palace. Cong Liang must stay in the palace honestly, Don't go anywhere, don't see anyone again, order people to smoke wormwood everywhere in the dormitory - there is a plague in the imperial city.

The old housekeeper said that the symptoms of the disease started from high fever, confusion, coma, diarrhea, vomiting and blood, and finally died of vomiting blood.

Congliang was frightened to hear that the legs that had just been able to go to the ground became weaker. After the old steward left, Congliang ordered people to smoke wormwood in the palace according to the old steward's instructions. The emperor heard that Congliang was good and came to see the people. After talking to someone across the room, I told them to go back quickly.

Thinking of her symptoms a few days ago, and remembering that the little emperor had come twice, each time she asked about her symptoms, her face was frowning, and she was holding her hand to act like a spoiled child, and she was in a cold sweat afterward.

The situation outside is on the cusp. Her symptoms are unknown, and she doesn't know if she has contracted the plague. The little emperor even came to see her regardless. Dead or alive, people in this world are really dead when they die.

The emperor sent him away, and Congliang hurriedly entered the system space. The system was holding a small bowl and eating noodles. As soon as he entered, before Congliang could speak, he glanced at him and immediately slapped the noodles and followed Congliang with his small hands.

"You're not a plague, just put your heart in your stomach." It was a severe cold that came out in the middle of the night.

As soon as Cong Liang's nerves relaxed, he slumped on the chair, looked at the system for a while, and asked again, "What's the precaution..."

The system held the small bowl and took the last sip of soup. Interrupting Congliang, "I have no choice, I am not the savior system, do you still want to save the common people?"

Cong Liang frowned as the system did not speak.

The system was panicked by Cong Liang, and after a while, he said, "...The plague will be brought under control soon. It's a prescription developed by the military medical battalion in your brother's military camp."

This episode is known by the system from the good friends. The good friends are in the Tanmei group. This plague is promoting the plot in the Tanmei line. Congliang's brother is a ghost attack. He will notice the plain looking guy because of this plague. Military doctor, staged a deep love affair...

The system pointed at the finger, and it also wondered how it could be so coincidental, that the military doctor is the host of the good friend.

Cong Liang sighed, of course she couldn't save the world, "I just asked if there is any way to prevent it in case I contract the plague..."

"How can you get infected when you stay in the palace? You don't have any..." The system couldn't control its tone for a while, and disappeared in the place with a "swoosh" before leaving the good black face.

Congliang snorted, his teeth were itchy and his hands were itchy, but after a while, the system came back with a "swoosh", and threw two small green bottles to Congliang, telling Congliang that this thing was called nutrient solution, produced by Jinjiang main system, and you can earn points in the mall Exchange, strengthen the body and improve immunity.

Congliang didn't catch the system, he squeezed two small bottles out of the system space, and after thinking about it, he unscrewed one and drank it. It's the same as the packaging of vigorous potion. , was thinking about her pit system, whether she had added water to her again, and opened the door muttering, and the maid who was anxiously waiting at the door hurriedly knelt down to report.

Wei Zishi developed a high fever in the morning, and just passed the diagnosis and treatment of the imperial doctor - the result of the diagnosis and treatment was a plague. When the Liangjin system was empty, she ordered no one to disturb her. She was just catching up with the emperor to leave her. When the imperial doctor asked about the situation, he immediately ordered Wei Zishi to be sent out of the palace.

With a thud from his conscience, a layer of cold sweat broke out from the momentary effort on the back of the spine. His breath was choked in his heart and he couldn't come down. His legs were so soft as if he had just run around the earth, he couldn't hold himself up, he put his hand on the door, but with a "crack", he grabbed a piece of carving.

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