Chapter 160 Sickness
Chapter 160 Sickness
After the heavy snow, Kyoto was covered in white.
Winter in Yongjing comes quickly and suddenly.
Many people had already put on their winter coats before they knew it. The silver charcoal crackled in the copper basin, and the yellow-skinned sweet potatoes roasting above gave off a fragrant aroma...
"Miss, it's time to take medicine."
Luzhi hurried in with a bowl of medicine.
Hearing the noise, the quilt on the bed moved a little, and then there was no movement.
Luzhi stepped forward and called out, "Miss?"
Yan Qing hid under the quilt and didn't want to talk.
Luzhi put down the medicine bowl and was about to go forward to lift the quilt when Gu Huaizhou suddenly appeared in the room: "Let me do it."
Luzhi's cheeks flushed: "Yes."
Three days ago, the master was dismissed from office, and the young lady said she wanted to go out for a walk, and then she never returned to the Princess's Mansion.
The next day the young lady fell ill.
Then I have been living in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, and it has been almost half a month today.
The most important thing is that the young lady actually lived in the Fourth Prince's bedroom. Although the Fourth Prince had been living in the study these days, on the night the young lady fell ill, Luzhi and Qingluan were both in the Princess's Mansion.
Luzhi didn't understand what was going on between the young lady and the Fourth Prince, and she didn't dare to ask.
Luzhi quietly retreated and considerately closed the door.
Gu Huaizhou stepped forward to remove the quilt and reached out to touch Yan Qing's blushing cheek: "Qingqing, it's time to take your medicine."
Yan Qing opened his eyes with difficulty: "Why is it you?"
Hoarse and dry voice.
Gu Huaizhou sat on the edge of the bed and helped her up to lean against him.
He took the medicine bowl from the table, tested its temperature, scooped up a spoonful and passed it to Yan Qing's lips: "Be good, drink the medicine and you'll be fine."
The unpleasant smell of medicine hit me in the face.
Yan Qing turned his head away: "It's bitter."
The man pulled out a bag of candied fruit like a magic trick and coaxed her, "Take a sip of medicine and eat a candied fruit, okay?"
Yan Qing leaned against Gu Huaizhou, her body limp. Her vacant eyes fell on the candied fruit, and she tilted her head to look at Gu Huaizhou.
The man had a gentle and affectionate look on his face.
Yan Qing curled her lips and said, "Take a sip first."
"it is good."
Gu Huaizhou looked at her helplessly, his eyes full of doting.
He picked up the medicine bowl and took a sip, then handed the medicine spoon in his right hand to Yan Qing's mouth again: "It's your turn."
Only then did Yan Qing agree to take the medicine.
As the warm medicine entered her throat, Yan Qing's entire face twisted into a ball.
It’s bitter, so bitter!
"Open your mouth—"
Yan Qing opened her mouth as she was told, and a piece of candied fruit was thrown into her mouth.
Cool and sweet~
"Is it tasty?"
Gu Huaizhou looked at her little face which relaxed instantly and couldn't help but want to laugh.
Yan Qing nodded frantically.
It’s just like that when you eat candied fruits on weekdays.
But after drinking the bitter medicine, I felt that candied fruit was the most delicious thing in the world!
Gu Huaizhou handed over the spoon again: "Then take another sip."
“…I don’t want to… um…”
Someone forced the medicine into Yan Qing's mouth while she was talking.
Yan Qing: “!”
Just as she was about to lose her temper, another candied fruit was handed to her.
Yan Qing opened her mouth and took it in, while glaring at Gu Huaizhou fiercely.
This is how the man has been feeding her medicine these past few days.
I thought it was gentle care.
In fact, it is a gentle domineering, but she can't resist the temptation!
It’s because the medicine is too bitter and the candied fruit is too sweet!
Yan Qing drank several mouthfuls of medicine angrily, and finally felt a little better. Not wanting Gu Huaizhou to tease her like a cat, she snatched the medicine bowl, drank the rest in one breath, and then grabbed several candied fruits and stuffed them into her mouth.
"No one will compete with you."
Gu Huaizhou couldn't help but laugh at her childish behavior. He reached out and touched Yan Qing's forehead. He found that she was still a little hot. He frowned and said, "How come it hasn't gotten better after so many days?"
Yan Qing also felt strange.
That day, she and Gu Huaizhou were doing something crazy in the carriage. Although both of them were a bit dissolute, they didn't do anything too excessive.
As a result, she fell ill that night.
The whole body started to feel hot and I felt drowsy.
Fortunately, there was a witch named Wu Mang in the mansion. After taking her pulse, he said that it was just a common illness and she would be fine after taking a few doses of medicine.
And then nothing happened...
Yan Qing leaned against the bed, his face still a little pale, but he looked much better.
She chewed some candied fruit and said, "Actually, I think I'm fine now."
She certainly didn't feel sick.
My forehead was still hot because the charcoal fire in the house was too strong.
Gu Huaizhou disagreed: "Okay, why can't Lvzhi be woken up these past few days?"
Yan Qing was helpless: "I'm just a little tired."
She really felt tired.
I don’t know why, but this illness seems to have shut down my body. I can’t muster any energy and just want to sleep every day. I sleep during the day and at night.
She also felt that it was abnormal, but she just couldn't control it.
Gu Huaizhou saw the fatigue in her eyes and said nothing more. Instead, he stood up and went to the charcoal fire to pick up the roasted sweet potato.
Yan Qingchen smelled the fragrance of sweet potatoes.
That day she said she wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, but because she was sick, she never got to eat them.
Unexpectedly, Gu Huaizhou still remembered it.
She watched the man carefully place the sweet potatoes on the window to cool, then peel them, tear them into small pieces, place them on a jade plate, and finally bring them to her.
"Eat."
Gu Huaizhou handed her a new spoon and said, "It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Yan Qing looked at the steaming sweet potato flesh on the jade plate and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Who eats sweet potatoes like this?"
Roasted sweet potatoes are only fun to eat by breaking them apart...
Someone looked at her delicate hands and said confidently, "You are still sick, you can't touch cold water."
Yan Qing: “…”
In the end, she couldn't resist the temptation of the roasted sweet potato, so she picked up the spoon and fed the whole sweet potato on the jade plate.
Yan Qing licked her lips and said to Gu Huaizhou, "It's so sweet. I want to eat more."
"Greedy cat."
Gu Huaizhou reached out to wipe the sweet potato crumbs from the corner of her mouth, and his cold fingertips just happened to touch the tip of Yan Qing's tongue that was licking her lips.
The two of them were stunned at the same time.
Gu Huaizhou's eyes darkened slightly: "Qingqing..."
His dark eyes were like flames staring at her lips.
All I could think about was the feeling of just touching and parting, warm and soft... and it still tasted fragrant...
Yan Qingguang knew what he was thinking just by looking at his eyes.
My cheeks suddenly felt hot.
She suddenly opened Gu Huaizhou's hand and burrowed into the quilt. A shy and angry voice came from under the quilt: "I don't want to eat anymore. I'm tired and want to sleep. Your Highness the Fourth Prince doesn't need to accompany me."
Just understand the underground expulsion order.
Gu Huaizhou stared at someone's arched quilt with a very resentful look.
He endured and restrained himself for two lifetimes and finally tasted a little sweetness, but Qingqing always avoided him.
He is so difficult.
The man walked out of the house with a frustrated look on his face, and looked up to see Wu Mang sitting on a cedar tree, enjoying the snow and drinking.
Gu Huaizhou raised his hand and slapped him.
Pine branches broken.
Wu Mang fell to the ground with a thud. He stood up angrily and said, "Who is so wicked?"
“Puff—”
The snow on the trees fell and hit Wu Mang on the head.
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