Wen Yingsu learned of the prince's return in the evening, but she didn't hide on the side of the road and peek like other palace maids. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She knows very well that this kind of affection should not happen to her before the truth is known.

But when she learned the news of his safe return, she still felt inexplicably relieved, even if it deepened her psychological conflict.

This night, she lit a small lamp in front of the window to read, but unusually couldn't even read a word, so she changed to practice calligraphy, but her mind was in a trance, so the words she wrote were not ideal, so she simply went to bed early and rested.

Tonight, for the first time, there was no heat from the previous night, so Wen Yingsu fell asleep soon after lying down.

In the haze, there seemed to be a knock on the door. Yingsu thought she was dreaming, so she didn't make a sound, turned over and continued to sleep.

But the knock on the door was still there, and it was getting clearer.

Only then did Yingsu open her eyes and asked softly, "Who?" ”

"It's me, Yaoxue." Those who are outside answer.

How could she come to her at this time? Could it be that something is going on?

Yingsu hurriedly sat up and got up, but did not get out of bed immediately, and asked vigilantly, "What is the matter with Sister Yaoxue looking for me so late?" ”

"It was His Highness who asked me to come to you, he is sick, and he asked you to take care of him."

Yingsu was so surprised that she just wanted to ask about it, and suddenly remembered the last time she told him in the kitchen that her father was a langzhong, so she held back again.

But there is actually a female official in the East Palace who specializes in caring for the sick, how could this be her turn? This inevitably made her wary.

Yingsu closed her eyes and pondered.

But on the other hand, approaching him would give you an additional entry point into the truth, and it was one of her recent plans. Thinking of this, Yingsu swallowed back the words of refusal that came to her mouth.

However, she was still inexplicably scared. For a person like him, who is smart and decisive, and has a complex mind, she is afraid that he will find out her identity before she finds out the truth, and then she will really be unable to escape.

However, since there was such an opportunity, it seemed unwise to miss it, and since he was the master of the place, she was not in a position to disobey his orders, so she said, "All right, I will change my clothes and come out." ”

"Hmm."

Wen Yingsu changed her clothes and walked out quickly.

Yaoxue stood quietly in front of the door with a lamp, and smiled slightly when she saw Wen Yingsu come out, but her eyes were indifferent, changing the gentleness when she talked to Wen Yingsu last time.

Wen Yingsu didn't have time to ponder her thoughts, and immediately followed her to the prince's bedroom.

When she was about to arrive at the prince's bedroom, Wen Yingsu cautiously asked, "What disease does the prince have?" ”

"The high fever does not go away." Yaoxue replied briefly.

Yingsu nodded and didn't ask anything more.

Entering the prince's bedroom, both of them involuntarily slowed down.

Yaoxue led Yingsu into the prince's bedroom.

There was only a small lamp lit in front of the prince's bed, so when Yingsu looked at it, she saw only a hazy outline.

Two palace maids were guarding the prince's bedside, and one of them was dressing the prince's forehead with a cold towel.

Yingsu opened all the windows in the room and walked to the lying prince.

When she got closer, Yingsu could see his face clearly.

However, this look also made Yingsu take a big startle - the prince was obviously very ill.

"Have you asked the Imperial Doctor to come and see you?" Yingsu hurriedly asked Yaoxue.

"Please, not long after leaving, the medicine has been instructed to be boiled in the kitchen." Yaoxue replied, and said, "Several ladies of His Highness also came just now, crying and crying, His Highness didn't like it, and let them go back." ”

Yingsu was inconvenient to beak about this, so she didn't answer, and her eyes involuntarily returned to the prince.

The two palace maids who had been guarding the prince's bed withdrew and waited outside.

Wen Yingsu looked at the sleeping prince, and was a little distracted for a while, until Yao Xue reminded him to sit down on the stool in front of his bed.

It was the first time she had seen a strange man's sleeping face so closely.

She reached for his forehead.

Her hand was a little timid, a little hesitant, but finally it was gently placed on his forehead.

Even through the towel, she could still feel the unusual heat on his forehead.

She said to Yaoxue, "Sister, can you ask someone to get a pot of lemonade?" ”

Yaoxue nodded, turned around and walked out.

The prince's brow moved at this moment.

He seemed to be waking up.

Yingsu suddenly panicked, and instinctively turned her head away.

But the thought that he was now a sick person, and that she had been named by him to take care of him, turned her head again.

Sure enough, the prince woke up, looked at Wen Yingsu with half-squinted eyes, and then closed his eyes again.

He was still too sick.

Wen Yingsu was inexplicably distressed, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Your Highness, how do you feel?" ”

The prince's throat was so sore that he couldn't speak, so he opened his eyes and looked at her again.

This glance, implicitly displeased, seems to say, "Can't you see my discomfort?"

Yingsu saw his thoughts from his eyes, and asked again, "Does Your Highness have a sore throat?" ”

The prince nodded, his expression softened.

Wen Yingsu turned her head and instructed the palace maids who were guarding the outer room to let the kitchen cook some pear syrup, and asked them to make a large cup of strong Luo Han Guo honeysuckle tea.

The prince stared at her side for a moment as she instructed the palace maid outside, and then immediately closed his eyes when she turned her head.

After a while, Yaoxue came in with a pot of steaming lemonade.

Yingsu took a small cup from a cup and stirred it with a spoon.

When its temperature dropped to the point where it could be eaten, Yingsu said to the prince, "Your Highness, drink some lemonade, this will help reduce the fever." ”

The other party closed his eyes tightly and did not respond.

I don't know if I'm asleep.

But Yingsu had made up her mind to feed him this lemonade.

Yingsu didn't dare to help him sit up directly, so she said to Yaoxue: "Sister Yaoxue, please help His Highness up, I'll feed him." ”

Although Yaoxue didn't like Yingsu's assertiveness in nursing, she thought that she was for the prince's good after all, so she still sat down at the prince's bedside very obediently, and reached out to help the prince up.

In this way, the prince's upper body leaned on Yaoxue's body.

Ying Su then placed the cup of lemonade diagonally to the prince's mouth, and the prince drank it with a grunt. During this period, the prince did not open his eyes.

When the prince had finished drinking a glass of lemonade, Yingsu put the cup down and took a dry towel to wipe the sweat from his face and neck.

She had never been so close to the opposite sex other than her father and brother before, so she was inevitably a little shy and nervous, but in Yaoxue's opinion, Yingsu's performance was more professional than those of them who had served His Highness for four or five years.

Yaoxue's mood was a little delicate.