She had a headache.

That night, Tang Feng, who returned to Chengqian Palace, had a high fever, and the imperial doctor couldn't get rid of the fever after thinking of many ways.

"It's not just the external heat caused by the wind, but also the internal heat." Doctor Fu said, "Two streams of fire are in her body, and if she goes on like this, she will be burned out." ”

On the bed, Tang Feng's face was unnaturally flushed, his lips were chapped, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The lotus root stayed by her side, constantly changing the wet veil.

Imperial Physician Fu was prescribing a prescription, and the people from the Heart Cultivation Hall came, saying that the emperor was feeling a little unwell since the banquet was dispersed, and asked Imperial Physician Fu to come over and take a look.

Imperial Physician Fu hurriedly prescribed the prescription and handed it to the lotus root, and said, "Your Majesty still has something to do over there, I'll leave first, you follow the prescription to decoction and take it, if it doesn't get better, come back to me." ”

The lotus root took the recipe, and her fingertips turned white. She knew that this was the emperor making things difficult for her mother, where was there such a coincidence?

The imperial physician of the Chengqian Palace was scattered cleanly, probably reading the emperor's thoughts, and he didn't want to stay here to serve. Xiao Jinzi was so angry that he took two bites at their backs, turned around and took the recipe for the lotus root, and went to the Tai Hospital to grab the medicine in person.

Seeing that Tang Feng's temperature couldn't go down, the lotus root was so anxious that she wanted to cry.

"Water ......" The person on the bed suddenly spoke.

The lotus root hurriedly helped her up, picked up the honey water prepared on the side and fed it to her, "Niangniang, drink it slowly, be careful to choke." ”

After drinking the water, Tang Feng's consciousness returned a little, although her eyes were foggy, she also knew that there was only one lotus root guarding by her side. As soon as she heard the emperor call the imperial doctor away, she struggled to wake up a little.

"Go, get some jars of wine." Tang Feng said weakly.

The lotus root didn't bother to ask more, and did as she said. In the past, Chengqian Palace hid a lot of good wine, and the lotus root was clear in the place where it was stored, but when you opened the door of the warehouse, it was empty. She didn't believe it, and pushed open the doors of all the storerooms in turn, so large that they seemed to be empty as if she could hear her wheezing.

She froze in place, and somehow, tears fell from her eyes. She doesn't like to cry, but in this situation, she really can't help it.

Thinking that the master was still lying on the bed, she couldn't care less about being sad, wiped her tears, sent the little palace maid at the door to let her see some Niangniang, and ran towards the imperial dining room by herself.

The little palace maid stood guard at the door, glanced inside, and remained motionless with a cold face.

Tang Feng's meaning gradually dispersed a little, and she could feel her eyelids getting deeper and heavier, and something was grabbing her down. Suddenly, a cold sensation came, touching her skin, a little cool and comfortable.

"Hmm......" she tried to get close to the coolness.

There was a smell of wine from the tip of her nose, and she was weak and her head was burning, but she also smelled that it was supposed to be good wine. Presumably it was the lotus root that had returned, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The quilt was lifted, and a pair of hands were around her neck, clumsily unbuttoning her clothes. Then, she was lifted up by a pair of strong hands, and leaned against a slightly cold chest, very comfortable.

The coat was removed, and there was only a pale pink belly pocket in front of me. She felt the person behind her stagnate for a moment, and some rough hands hesitated on the belly rope for a moment, and finally couldn't get down.

The aroma of wine became stronger and stronger, and the cold handkerchief slowly brushed her neck, waist, and arms...... She was like someone had made a duck stuffed with wine, and there was a smell of wine all over her body.

"Ahem......" She choked and coughed twice, her chest vibrating, and the roundness of her chest trembled.

Suddenly, the hand wiping her body stopped.

She heard a heavy breath, some suppressed restraint. Then, she was removed from her cold chest and rolled over on the bed. The handkerchief behind her gently brushed her back, as if she was caressing a fine jade object, for fear that it would be broken if it was unstable.

Her back is beautiful, with smooth and even lines, without a trace of excess flesh. There are also two waist sockets behind the waist, which are cute and playful.

She didn't notice what kind of eyes the owner of the hand was looking at her, she only felt that half of the heat in her body had been taken away, and it seemed that it was not so hot.

"Lotus root...... "She whispered with her eyes closed.

"Lotus Root" did not respond, and he did not dare to respond.

She tried her best to open her eyes to see the person in front of her, but the next moment she was turned over by him against the wall, and when she opened her eyes, she was plain and couldn't see anything clearly.

The owner of the hand impatiently wiped her body, over and over again. The wine evaporated with her temperature, and she finally felt more comfortable, her consciousness gradually fluttered, and the heaviness of her body finally dissipated a lot.

"Lotus root......" she muttered.

She sat up suddenly, propped herself on the bed with one hand, and turned to look at him with those soft and affectionate eyes.

He froze there, and the movement of his hands stopped.

"Lotus root, I want to drink water." Her eyelashes twitched, and she held out her hand.

"Lotus Root" brought her the honey water on the side, she reached out and took the cup, and only took a sip, but knocked it all over on the bed. Drops of water slid down her chin to her chest, and her belly pocket was half wet.

She was a little stunned, her water-stained lips looked moist and lovely, slightly upturned, adding an innocent touch.

"And ......," she reached for her cup.

The next moment, she fell back into that familiar chest, and he fed the water to her lips with a teacup. She swallowed a few mouthfuls, and some honey leaked from the corners of her mouth, and her already wet belly pocket was even worse.

Having drunk enough, she waved her hand.

He lowered the glass and held her in his arms.

"You're not a lotus root, who are you......" She opened her mouth with her eyes closed, and although her words were still weak, she was still a little sober.

He was silent for a long time, and his arms around her inadvertently tightened a few more points. Tang Feng lay crookedly in his arms, his long hair spread all over his chest, slightly blocking some indescribable good scenery. She struggled to get up, but she felt that two iron chains had imprisoned her, and it was futile to break free for half a day.

"You...... Let go ......," she gasped.

He lowered his head, suddenly leaned into her ear, took her small ear, and asked, "Why let it go?" ”

She struggled to stop moving, she had a fever, burned so hard that she couldn't see people clearly, but her ears were not broken, and her brain was still functional. The numb voice that sounded in her ears at this time was really familiar to her.

"Feng Xianji......" she shouted, gritting her teeth.

"It's late."

Her whole body was lifted up and down a few inches, and the same hands that wiped her body for her were now pinching her chin and forcing her to turn her head.

She tilted her head sideways to look up at him, and the facial features in front of her instantly became clear.

Before she could say anything, his lips came up, and he took her slightly wet lips in his mouth, grinding and tossing, as if he wanted to tear her whole body into his stomach. She was restrained and weak, but she was forced to raise her head to bear his heat.

His prickly beard roamed over her face, and she dodged left and right, but gave him a fair reason to bind her tighter. His lips were like those of him, and they raged unjustifiably in the past, and she could not resist in the slightest.

Only then did Tang Feng see clearly that others' evaluation of him was not wrong, on his battlefield, he was fierce and ruthless, and he controlled all the situation.

He didn't allow her to be distracted for a moment, and grabbed her hand around his neck, as if she had turned against him. Tang Feng had never experienced such a frenzied devastation, he was like a beast, he didn't know how to savor it at all, he only knew how to attack the most delicious parts.

As the storm subsided, he finally removed his lips from hers and kissed her eyes back to her ears. Biting down on her earlobe, he said, "I wanted to do this the first time I saw you." ”

She closed her eyes and didn't speak, leaning on his chest, as if she was dependent and helpless.

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