Have lunch together
Long Hui didn't show any courtesy to Yong Zhang, directly using his tongue to pry open Yong Zhang's lips, and slowly poured the bitter medicinal liquid from his mouth into Yong Zhang's, forcing him to swallow it down. Apart from that, he didn't make any extra moves.
Yongzhang was completely stunned by Long Yitian's sudden action, and his already dizzy brain due to fever became a complete blank. He didn't even know when the bitter medicine entered his mouth or when he swallowed it.
In Longyin Tian's view, his approach was not inappropriate, at most it just didn't quite conform to the etiquette of the Qing Dynasty. After all, the moral code and etiquette of the Green Dragon clan were vastly different from those of the Manchu people. Although he had become the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, in his subconscious mind, he still used the moral code and etiquette of the Green Dragon clan to measure his own actions.
In the Azure Dragon country, kissing, hugging and even more intimate actions between blood relatives are allowed because they can enhance the feelings between direct blood relatives.
Even when Long Yitian was young, his father had used this method to feed him tonic medicine; and he had also used this method to force his younger brother to eat a large bowl of fresh phoenix blood without any seasoning in order to calm down his angry younger brother who had been repeatedly memorialized by the ministers. As a result, from then on, his younger brother never dared to lose his temper in front of him again.
However, on the other hand, the Qinglong tribe strictly forbids intermarriage with outsiders and having offspring. Once discovered, the offenders and their descendants must be put to death.
The reason for such severe punishment is to ensure the purity of blood within their own clan, because only pure blood is the direct source of power in their bodies.
Moreover, the lifespan of the Qinglong clan is generally longer, and their reproductive ability is also quite good. Even if they are close relatives, their offspring are still very healthy. The reason lies in the bloodline, which has nothing to do with whether they are blood relatives or not. This point is diametrically opposed to that of humans.
Long Hui didn't resist his method, thinking that Yongzhang liked this way of drinking medicine, so he simply used this method to feed the rest of the medicine to Yongzhang. During this time, he also gently wiped the corners of Yongzhang's mouth with his handkerchief where the medicine had spilled out.
The eunuch who had gone to deliver the meal, Gao Wu Yong, had returned a long time ago. However, since the Emperor was currently cultivating feelings with Third Prince, he could only stand quietly behind the screen, pretending to be an ignorant fool. But in his heart, he couldn't help but shed tears and think: 'Your Majesty, I really didn't mean to see that! I still wanted to live a few more years...'
It's a good thing he had instructed the slaves at the entrance when he came in, if not summoned, they were not allowed to enter and disturb the emperor privately, otherwise, I'm afraid many people would have died again today.
Yongzhang finally reacted, originally wanting to push Longyintian away, but unfortunately he had already been kissed by Longyintian and had no strength left in his body. Moreover, he rarely had the opportunity to be alone with his own Huang Ama before, so in fact, he did not want Longyintian to leave early. Those slightly resistant movements were simply a case of "desiring to refuse but ultimately welcoming" in Longyintian's eyes.
Long Hui Tian finally fed the entire bowl of medicine into Yong Zhang's mouth, then wiped the remaining medicinal liquid from his own mouth with a bright yellow handkerchief. With a smile on his face, he said: "I think this medicine isn't that bitter after all. If Yong Zhang doesn't like the taste of this medicine, then hurry up and recover your health. Once you're better, you won't have to take medicine anymore."
Yongzhang was currently curled up in Longyin Tian's arms, pretending to be an ostrich, because he only felt his face burning as if it were on fire, his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest, and his mind was a complete mess.
Although he didn't dislike the intimate actions Long Yitian had taken towards him, and even somewhat enjoyed them, his rationality told him that their behavior was wrong, they were father and son, and absolutely couldn't do such things.
He had never been so conflicted before, he felt like his heart was being torn in two.
Long Yintian did not notice anything unusual about Yongzhang, and raised his head to instruct Gao Wuyong behind the screen: "Gao Wuyong, set up the meal."
Thanks to Long Yitian's improved senses, he was able to notice every single move of Gao Wu Yong.
"Ah." Gao Wu Yong heard that the Emperor had finally ordered him to bring in lunch, and his heart suddenly felt at ease. He quickly turned around and let the slaves waiting at the door bring in the dishes one by one into the room.
After all, it's still daytime now. The emperor can be careless with his words and actions, but these servants cannot afford to be careless. If this matter were to spread out, the first one to bear the consequences would be Gao Wu Yong.
The houses in Nansan are all built quite spacious, after all, this is where the brothers live, if they were built too small, it would be shabby and not match the noble status of the brothers.
Although the house is quite large, however, the emperor's lunch today has at least 40 to 50 dishes. Once they are placed on the large table inside the house, the house seems a bit small instead. Adding the slaves who are responsible for tasting and serving the food, the house actually feels somewhat crowded.
Long Yitian did not like having so many people serving him while he was eating, so he only kept Gao Wuyong and a small eunuch in charge of tasting dishes, and dismissed everyone else.
And Gao Wu Yong also gradually figured out Long Yintian's temperament and preferences through these few days of observation, so when serving dishes, he was extremely skilled, basically every time he could meet Long Yintian's taste, so Long Yintian never ate less each time.
Smelling the aroma of food, Yongzhang, who had been feeling a bit hungry, slowly lifted his head from Long Yitian's arms. A pair of black eyes stared at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, shining brightly.
Because he was still ill and couldn't eat greasy food, he had been eating only tasteless plain porridge for several days. Now seeing such delicious food, how could he not be tempted?
Long Yintian saw through Yongzhang's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile at the corner of his mouth and a gentle tone: "Yongzhang must be starving too, but your illness hasn't healed yet, you can't eat these things."
Yongzhang this time did learn a lesson, tightly pursed his lips and stared at Longyintian with wide eyes, but didn't say anything in rebuttal.
Because that previous kiss had left a deep impression on him, he felt that it was better to avoid it from happening again until he could figure things out, but this was just his own wishful thinking.
Long Hui Tian raised his hand and gently patted Yong Zhang's head, but he himself did not pick up the chopsticks. Instead, he loudly instructed: "Gao Wu Yong, first go bring over the porridge dishes made for Third Brother."
"Ah." Gao Wu Yong hastily responded, putting down the chopsticks and small plate in his hand, and carefully arranged all the exquisite porridge dishes in front of Long Yintian. He also had the taste-testing servant try each dish one by one. Only then did he lower his head and retreat to the side, resuming his usual demeanor.
Long Yinh Tian personally picked up the small spoon on the table, scooped a small mouthful of porridge, tested the temperature by putting it to his own lips, and then handed it over to Yongzhang's face, saying softly: "Come, open your mouth."
Yongzhang didn't expect that his imperial mother would actually feed him by hand, this although not as shocking as that one kiss, was enough to make him so excited he couldn't speak.
Before, he didn't dare to confirm the thoughts in his heart, but these surprises one after another, did they mean that he finally got the affirmation and favor of Huang Ama, finally able to enter Huang Ama's eyes, and finally not be a dispensable prince anymore.
Long Hui Tian saw that Yong Zhuo hadn't moved, but instead stared blankly at the spoon in his hand. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth again, wondering if it was because children who were ill always reacted a beat slower, or if he himself simply didn't have enough presence to be noticed by Yong Zhuo, who kept ignoring him due to being lost in thought. It seemed that the previous owner of this body wasn't just unsuitable for being an emperor, but also failed as a father.
"Yongzhang...", as he spoke, Long Yitian raised his hand and pinched Yongzhang's cheek, the force between his fingers not small, directly causing Yongzhang's face to turn red. The words were full of threat and pampering, "If you dare to be distracted in front of me again, just try..."
"Ow... it hurts...", Yongzhang covered his face with his hands after Long Yintian let go, then looked up at him with a hint of grievance before obediently eating the porridge, behaving much better than before.
Long Yintian was very satisfied with Yongzhang's reaction, and so he fed Yongzhang spoonful by spoonful until the big bowl of porridge and small dish were all stuffed into Yongzhang's belly, to the point where Yongzhang didn't even want to move, and could only lazily lean against Long Yintian's chest, with a faintly satisfied expression in his eyes.
Although these porridges were no different from the ones Yongzhang had eaten in the past few days, he still felt that today's meal was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. If there would be such an opportunity in the future, he would be willing to drink plain congee every day.
Long Hui Tian hastily ate something and then prepared to leave Ah Ge's place, getting ready to head to Cining Palace to face the Empress Dowager's questioning.
Just then, Gao Wu Yong, who had been standing by as a prop, spoke up in his capacity as a servant: "Your Majesty, I dare to ask, the servants who have been attending to the Third Prince have all been killed. If the Third Prince continues to stay at Nan San So to recover from his illness, I fear that there will be insufficient manpower and it may affect the quality of care for the Third Prince. Your Majesty, would it not be better to let the Third Prince move to Yi Kun Palace to recuperate, with Consort Jing by his side? You can also rest assured."
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