69novels Chapter 12 chapter 12
Chapter 12 chapter 12
Hasebe just looked at the man like this, and then saw a layer of blush slowly appearing on the man's face, like a layer of rouge, he looked very good-looking, this is the first time Ranto Shiro saw a man With this look, he poked the man's cheek curiously.
Even when the man is drunk, he is still quiet, holding his fingers and looking down at his head, he is thinking about life, but when he is poked, he complains, and he can’t dodge it after hiding for a while. )' with a sound, angry, Hasebe, who was completely different from usual, couldn't move his feet at all.
After a while, the man seemed a little uncomfortable. He sniffed, felt aggrieved, and grabbed the hand on his face indiscriminately, but he didn't have any strength, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Don't poke, it's uncomfortable."
Hasebe: HP-100, crit, broken knife.
The man glanced at Yaoyan from the corner of his eye, held on to Yaoyan's hand, and held it firmly. He began to talk about life and future with Yaoyan, and finally concluded: "Yaoyan, tell me, The medicine is so bitter, isn't it just because I don't want to take the medicine that I didn't see you at the first time, as for staring at me to take the medicine every day?"
Yaoyan: "General, I..."
Before Yao Yan could finish speaking, the man let go of Yao Yan's hand, and grabbed Wu Hu Tui in his arms: "Wu Hu Tui really looks like my younger brother, with a similar personality, and everything, except that he has no guts." My younger brother is older, but unfortunately my younger brother is gone.”
Five Tigers retreat: "Master, I..."
He let go of the Five Tigers, and the man pulled Yamabuchi in front of him again: "Behind, you say you talk about imitations every day, but actually Yamabuki looks so good-looking, so you don't need to care about that." , Why don't you pay attention to why you didn't bring toilet paper when you went to the toilet last time, why did you change the quilt when you came out?"
Yamabagiri: "Master, I..."
The man started chattering, and revealed everyone's secrets, and even wanted to accidentally pour water on the bed quilt not long ago, but his younger brother Zong San Zuowen made his face nervous Xi Xi came to him and asked Xiao Ye what to do if she wets the bed at such an age, and she wanted to explain in detail bit by bit.
Zong San Zuowen's usual calm expression collapsed in an instant, he hurriedly stopped the lord's words, and covered the lord's mouth: "My lord, you are drunk."
I just heard that Xiao Ye poured water on the bed, and the person next to him still wanted to continue listening with interest, but he didn't expect Zong San to stop him, and he was a little disappointed. People who know how to breathe through their noses.
The man's face turned red from not breathing, and a layer of water vapor appeared in his eyes due to lack of oxygen.
Minghu stared blankly at the side, and the fox around his neck shouted: "Yeah, my lord is so cute when he's drunk."
After the little fox said this, Minghu also nodded beside him, seeming to agree, the man heard a familiar voice, stood up, and got to the side of Minghu with the help of Hasebe who was afraid that the main hall would fall at any time , reached out and hugged the little fox.
Before the little fox could react and shifted, he was held in the arms of the man and rubbed vigorously: "Minghu's little fox is much cuter than Foxonosuke, and Foxonosuke is just a little bastard with no hair." The little fox is so soft."
The little fox who reacted to the realization of Minghu's heart: "..."
Uncute bastard Foxnosuke: "..."
The man seems to like the little fox very much, so he just grabbed the little fox without letting go, scratched his chin, rubbed his little paws, and then the people around saw that Minghu's face turned red and hot, and then fell to the ground and never died again. Get up too.
Hasebe watched the man walking swaying, hugged Xiaohu, gave him a silly smile, and then fell down staggeringly.
The fallen man seemed to be having difficulty breathing, even harder than when Zong San Zuowen covered his mouth. The man touched his neck, dizzy before his eyes, and there was even some crying in his voice: "Uncomfortable, uncomfortable, I am uncomfortable."
Hasebe moved the man's hand away slightly, and saw obvious red spots densely packed on the man's neck. Yaken's eyes darkened, and he quickly judged: "My lord is allergic to alcohol."
Hasebe was a little puzzled: "But I made wine rice balls. Although my lord was drunk after eating three of them, he slept obediently and didn't have any allergic symptoms."
"The amount of alcohol is different. How much wine is used for Jiuniang balls and how much wine is for that small bowl?" Yao Yan touched the general's face, which was very hot: "I may have symptoms last time, but I didn't take much, so The allergy symptoms are not obvious, and the general may not have noticed it."
Everyone panicked, Yaoken found the man's head with a softer pillow to cushion it, and then drove everyone out of the room, leaving only Hasebe and Yamabukiri behind.
"Mr. Ishikirimaru...forget it, Yamabuki-kun, you go to Wanwu to buy Chlorpheniramine, remember, it has to be taken internally."
"Hasebe, you go get Shimizu, then let the other swords go outside and keep quiet."
Compared with other people's panic, Yao Yan was much more stable. He wiped the erythema with water little by little.
Slowly, the man's face became pale, and the redness caused by the fever began to dissipate little by little. Yaoken understood that this was a good sign, which meant that the general's temperature was dropping little by little.
Yamabukiri ran back almost within a quarter of an hour, took the medicine and put it near the man's mouth, and the man muttered: "Careful Yaken." Then he rolled the medicinal tongue in Yaken's hand.
The man's temperature was still a little high, and the hot gas spewed out from the opened mouth of the man who had just swallowed the medicine and sprinkled it on Yaken's palm. Feeling moist, Yaken looked at Hasebe: "The general's allergic symptoms Although it has been alleviated, but probably the body is not willing, the temperature of the body can not drop, you have been rubbing the general's hands and feet with clean water to relieve the symptoms of itching."
One night, Hasebe just stood by the man's side quietly, pouring water to drink when he was thirsty, wiping the wound on his body when he felt uncomfortable, and responding to every sentence he said nonsense when he was suffering from burns, Hasebe blamed himself Great, if we deal with the formation matters quickly, the main hall will not be drunk by the new Jiro Tachi.
Jiro Tachi is too loose!Hasebe gritted his teeth and thought, all tomorrow's episodes will be handed over to Jiro Tachi.
The man barely woke up at night, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Hasebe who was taking a nap next to him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Hasebe's eyes suddenly opened, and then Put water to the man's mouth.
The subconscious action made the man stunned, and then took a sip of water from Hasebe's hand to moisten his throat. Hasebe did not wake up, but squinted his eyes and put the water back, and slowly picked up the water beside him. A towel, with some alcohol on it, intends to wipe it off his feet.
The man shook his head feeling helpless, and stretched out his hand to hold Hasebe's hand. Hasebe was startled, and it took a while to wake up, and then he quickly sat down: "Sorry! The main hall! It's all mine. Wrong! After the new knife came, I didn't tell them the rules!"
"..." Do we still have rules in Honmaru?
It took a while for the man to understand that all the fault of Hasebe was on his own. The man suddenly smiled when he saw such a serious Hasebe: "It's not your fault, This is also the first time I know that I am allergic to alcohol, and I usually don’t drink alcohol when my health is not good, so I don’t know if I am allergic.”
Hasebe shook his head, reached out his hand and touched the main body: "No, this is my negligence. I will set the rules for Jiro Tachi in a while. Please rest well."
The man sighed, stretched out his hand and put the towel in Hasebe's hand into the basin next to him, and hugged Hasebe, who was about to get up and go out and give Jiro Tachi some color: "Mr. Hasebe, I'm sorry, It made you worry, and you don’t need to blame Jiro Tachi for this matter, even I don’t know about allergies, so naturally he doesn’t know, he just wants to show me kindness.”
"In other words..." The man thought of something interesting, and raised his eyebrows: "Just treat him as Imotomaru's brat."
The man's adjective made Hasebe sigh, he is really a brat, but Hasebe was still worried about this matter, the man stretched out his hand and patted Hasebe's shoulder: "You don't need to treat this matter as A mistake, Hasebe is our Honmaru and... my pride."
It is a kind of pride, the pride of the main hall, this is something that Hasebe has always hoped for. After being named by Oda Nobunaga, he thought he had become the pride of the master, but he was given it to his cronies. The subject is now said to be his pride by his subordinates, Hasebe's eyes lit up, and he nodded solemnly at the man: "Master, I understand."
There was a sudden loud noise at the door. The man heard many familiar voices. Hasebe was also taken aback. He picked up the basin and opened the sliding door. He saw all the swords piled up at the door, and they all looked at this side with concern.
The man heard Hasebe's lesson: "Why are you all surrounded here?"
Before the voice finished speaking, Xiao Ye Zuo Wenwen quickly rushed to the man's side, looking at him with concerned eyes, the man smiled, and touched Xiao Ye's head: "Sorry, did you worry?"
Xiaoye nodded, and rubbed the palm of the man's hand touching his head. This was the first time Xiaoye showed affection, and he was probably frightened by his sudden fainting. The man messed up Xiaoye's left text hair: "The rest of you Come in, all."
After hearing what the main hall said, Chang Gubu agreed to let him go. All the swords squeezed into the room almost at the same time. Wu Hu Tui's eyes were full of tears, and he was terrified. When the man beckoned him to pass, Unable to hold back, she threw herself into the man's arms and wiped all her tears on the man's clothes.
There was worry in the eyes looking at every sword, and the man felt that the softest part of his heart was poked by these eyes: "I'm sorry to make you all worry."
Seeing that the man had returned to his original smile, Ranto Shiro breathed a sigh of relief. As a result of his relaxation, he felt drowsy. Everyone waited at the door for a whole night. Jiro Tachi also stayed at the door nervously, not drinking. Now, Taro Tachi can no longer say anything when he sees Jiro Tachi.
Let Yaoken take all the knives down to sleep, and Jiro Tachi and Taro Tachi were left behind. Before the man could speak, Jiro Tachi began to cry: "Sorry, I didn't mean to... hiccup."
This hiccup smelled of alcohol, and Taro Tachi, who smelled the alcohol, remembered what happened just now, and slapped Jiro Tachi on the back of the head: "Master, Jiro Tachi is more inclined to the secular world than me. I have caused you a lot of trouble, please forgive me."
Jiro Tachi was originally kneeling and his body leaned forward, and then his head was pressed to the ground by Taro Tachi. The man couldn't help laughing: "Don't mind this matter, although I'm allergic to alcohol, others Everyone likes wine." The man jokingly added: "Especially medicine research."
Jiro Tachi's eyes lit up, as if he had found his best friend for life, the man smiled at Jiro Tachi, "If you want to fight wine with others in the future, especially remember to call Yaken, he likes wine just like you."
Seeing that the man didn't mind that Jiro Tachi made a mistake when he first arrived, Taro Tachi breathed a sigh of relief: "He will make good atonement for the trouble he caused you."
Hasebe finished pouring the water and came back and nodded: "Indeed, today's laundry will be handed over to Jiro Tachi 'alone', please make sure that the clothes do not have any stains, I will check, if it is unqualified, please repeat Wash, if you are not serious, I will confiscate your flagon."
On that day, Jiro Tachi felt the fear of being surrounded by Hasebe's love.