Chapter 290: Sick?
Seeing the back of Zhuo Yijia hurriedly going out, Zhao Fengyao quickly changed her clothes and lay on the bed, and when she saw Zhuo Yijia again, she was followed by Chun'er and Zhihua with a look of urgency. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Zhao Fengyao lay on the bed obediently, closed his eyes slightly, and didn't know what to do.
"Is the prince uncomfortable?" Chun Er walked to the side of Zhao Fengyao's bed and sat down, and asked anxiously.
Zhao Fengyao has been practicing martial arts all year round, and he has been immersed in the north since he was a child. For the cold to have its own resistance, the body bones should be very good. After being hit by the Gu, the mother Gu did not induce poison, and the child Gu was currently only living in Zhao Fengyao's body. It had no effect on his body. It stands to reason that a person who falls into the water will not hurt the body of the son.
But he knew Zhuo Yijia better. If it weren't for the real big change, she wouldn't be so anxious as she has always been calm and wise.
So he was also anxious.
Hearing the voice, Zhao Fengyao opened his eyes slowly, although his face was a little red, his expression was as cold as ever: "I will come out of the lake and my heart hurts a little, but now it is better." β
"Can you go up to the small one to diagnose the pulse of the son?"
Zhao Fengyao lowered his eyes. After a while, he slowly reached out from the quilt.
Chun Er didn't immediately touch Zhao Fengyao's wrist to detect the pulse. Instead, he put his palm on the top of Zhao Fengyao's head.
"It's so hot, it seems to be a little burning." Chun Er whispered, frowning.
He couldn't figure out how Zhao Fengyao, who had lived in the Northland for many years, could be afraid of the cold. He heard that in order to train the soldiers, the Liaobei Army has an ice swimming competition every winter.
Could it be that there are other poisons in the body?
Listening to Chun'er's words, Zhao Fengyao's eyelashes moved. Zhihua and Zhuo Yijia, who were standing next to the bed, had serious faces.
After touching his forehead, Chun Er withdrew his hand and helped Zhao Fengyao's wrist.
Tilted his head and seriously felt Zhao Fengyao's pulse. After a long time, the frowning brow was released, and the seriousness on his face became the usual gentleness. glanced at Zhao Fengyao thoughtfully, turned his head to Zhuo Yijia and said, "It's okay." β
"Okay?" Zhuo Yijia frowned: "Then how can his heart hurt?" β
Chun Er turned his head and looked at Zhao Fengyao, who had closed his eyes on the bed.
"Probably the cold air from the water entered the heart and lungs. However, Shizi's body and bones are good, and the cold in his body, which is not much, has dispersed. Chun Er said, standing up.
Listening to Chun'er's words, Zhuo Yijia also nodded: "Since this is the case, you will continue to make medicines." "Since Chun'er has said that it is okay, then it is okay.
Chun Er and Zhihua retreated.
Only Zhao Fengyao, who was closed on the bed, and Zhuo Yijia, who was standing quietly on the side, were left in the room. Candles flickered in the house, and the north wind howled outside.
Zhuo Yijia walked to Zhao Fengyao's bed and sat down in the position where Chun Erjie had sit.
"Shizi feels better now?"
Zhao Fengyao opened his eyes and looked at Zhuo Yijia sitting on the edge of the bed, the coldness on his face disappeared, and became soft under the candlelight: "It's much better." β
"Shizi ......" Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao on the bed, slowly spoke, paused, and said: "Don't risk it for me in the future." β
Zhuo Yijia said that there were no mood swings. The low voice is a little erratic.
Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia fixedly and didn't speak.
There was a moment of silence between the two.
"You've risked more for me." Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia who was sitting on the edge of the bed and said softly.
"That's what I'm willing, and the son doesn't have to feel indebted." Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao and put her hands on her knees.
"This is also what I want, and the fourth girl doesn't have to feel indebted." Zhao Fengyao said, turned around, and looked at the tent on the top of the bed.
Listening to Zhao Fengyao's words, Zhuo Yijia frowned: "This is different." β
"What's the difference? You're worried about me, I'm worried about you. Zhao Fengyao said, his voice was still soft, which made people listen to the warmth.
It was indeed Zhao Fengyao who said it, and she was worried about him. But why did it come out of his mouth, it felt a little strange.
"Or maybe I'm wrong. The fourth girl didn't worry about me at all. Zhao Fengyao said, turning his gaze to look at the top of the bed and looking at Zhuo Yijia.
Zhuo Yijia felt that her heart had always been calm and meaningless, and when she heard Zhao Fengyao's words, her first reaction was to avoid or deny it.
The feeling of that moment passed quickly. Why did she deny it? I am indeed worried about Zhao Fengyao, what is there to lie about? Your intentions are calm and meaningless.
"Yes." Zhuo Yijia nodded, calmly looked at Zhao Fengyao lying on the bed, and in order to prove her calmness, she added another sentence.
"I'm really worried about the world. But that doesn't mean anything. β
"What can't be explained?" Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia and suddenly smiled, a shallow and innocent smile.
"Four girls, do you know, which woman would worry about a man like this?"
Zhuo Yijia was stunned for a moment, staring at Zhao Fengyao without words.
"Sweetheart." Zhao Fengyao spit out the three words very lightly, and looked at Zhuo Yijia's face after speaking.
She is not an ignorant little daughter, and she has also experienced love, how could she not know what Zhao Fengyao means at the moment!
Zhuo Yijia stared at Zhao Fengyao and still didn't speak. But the heart that had always been calm suddenly became a little chaotic.
was in turmoil, but Zhuo Yijia caught a trace of strangeness in the chaotic thoughts. Her confused eyes regained clarity, and she looked at Zhao Fengyao in front of her and shook her head, "No, it may be a relative." β
"Loved ones?" The smile on Zhao Fengyao's face dissipated. looked at Zhuo Yijia's eyes with some doubts.
"I care about the son of the world because we are relatives." The more Zhuo Yijia spoke, the clearer it became. Originally, I wanted to discuss this matter with the fifth uncle first. But Zhuo Yijia suddenly changed his meaning temporarily. She wanted to tell Zhao Fengyao at this moment.
"Does the fourth girl mean that you have cousins with Her Royal Highness Zhenhui, but I have cousins with her, so we are relatives?" Zhao Fengyao said, he didn't know why, and suddenly smiled.
"What if that's the case?" Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao, and suddenly smiled at him, "I remember that the prince said that His Royal Highness Zhenhui has a marriage contract with you." So since they are all married people, how can they worry about other women? β
At the mention of the marriage contract with Zhenhui, the smile on Zhao Fengyao's face froze.
"This is what the prince said by himself, is it possible to turn back?" Looking at Zhao Fengyao's appearance, Zhuo Yijia had already recovered his usual mind and was no longer flustered.
Zhao Fengyao turned his head and looked at the tent on the top of the bed: "You guys are different." β
"Nature is different. According to the prince, Your Highness is your fiancΓ©e. And I'm His Highness's cousin. "It's a taboo topic. But Zhuo Yijia asked like that.
Zhao Fengyao turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia and did not speak.
The room was eerily quiet again.
"I have never met His Royal Highness, and marrying her is the secret of the previous king."