Du Rongzhi fell ill.

The disease was menacing, and there was no warning, and when Song Zixun got the news and rushed back, Du Rongzhi had already burned to the point that he didn't know who was going to know.

Song Zixun lifted his robe and sat down on the edge of the bed, his hand covering Du Rongzhi's forehead, "Why did you suddenly get sick?" ”

Yuan Yuan shook her head uneasily, "The slave doesn't know either...... It's all fine this afternoon, the young lady said she had a headache and wanted to sleep for a while...... Who knew that it suddenly burned in the evening......"

He touched Du Rongzhi's burnt red cheeks, frowned, and said, "What did the Imperial Doctor say?" Can you use any medicine? ”

"The imperial doctor said that the young lady was overworked, and the weather has been hot and cold recently, and the young lady was too weak to stand it, so she fell ill...... I've already drunk the medicine once, and I'll need to drink it again later. ”

Song Zixun bowed slightly, seeing Du Rongzhi's frowns, muttering inaudible nonsense in his mouth, he hesitated for a moment, then took off his shoes and climbed into bed, and hugged Du Rongzhi with the quilt.

Du Rongzhi snorted in a daze, and curled up obediently into his arms like a little milk cat.

Song Zixun sighed softly...... If only I had been so obedient on weekdays.

It's a good character to face anyone.,But when you face him, you will stand up thorns all over your body......

Song Zixun pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on Du Rongzhi's forehead.

Yuan Yuan blushed from the sidelines, and glanced away with embarrassed eyes.

Du Rongzhi seemed to be a little obsessed with the slightly cool and soft touch on her forehead, and she subconsciously leaned towards Song Zi, wanting to get more.

Song Zixun couldn't cry or laugh, and felt that her body was very hot, and she was about to ask when the medicine would be fried, when she saw Qinghe come in with a soup bowl.

She was stunned for a moment when she saw the two hugging each other, and then lowered her eyes and saluted, "Master, it's time for the young lady to drink the medicine." ”

Song Zixun nodded, and carefully helped Du Rongzhi to lean on the pillow.

Qinghe stirred the soup with a spoon, and fed it into Du Rongzhi's mouth when it was not hot, but most of it flowed down the corners of her mouth, she didn't give up, and scooped another spoonful, and the situation was still the same.

Qinghe was so anxious that she was sweating, and said at a loss, "How can this be good...... ...... who could have been fed before, "now it seems that he doesn't even have consciousness...... Wouldn't it be worse if you don't take medicine like this!

Song Zixun thought about it and took the medicine bowl by himself, "You guys go out first." ”

Qinghe was stunned, and pouted and wanted to say something, but Song Zixun looked undeniable...... had no choice but to answer in a low voice, and then retreated with Yuan Yuan and the others.

Under the candlelight, his wife's pretty face was flushed, and her pink lips turned into an abnormal red......

Song Zi groaned slightly, picked up the bowl and put it in his mouth, and leaned over.

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By the time Qinghe and the others were called in again, it had already passed two teas.

She looked at the medicine bowl at the bottom in surprise, and said in surprise, "Did the master feed all the medicine to the young lady?" ”

Song Zixun sat at the table, holding on to the tea cup and said "um" lightly.

Because everyone's attention was on Du Rongzhi, no one noticed that there was a faint flush on his fair-skinned handsome face.

When Qinghe wiped Du Rongzhi's face with a warm handkerchief, he remembered that there was still a big living person sitting here, so he stepped forward and said, "Young Master, the young lady is burning so badly, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well tonight...... Or the slave and maid order someone to clean up the side room—"

Song Zixun waved his hand, "I'll sleep outside." He paused, his face had returned to his usual cold calm, "You are so waiting, if the young lady wakes up or has any discomfort, call me immediately." "Number Six

Qinghe glanced at him with some surprise and said with relief, "Yes." ”

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Du Rongzhi fell asleep all night.

Song Zixun also tossed and turned outside all night. Until it was almost dawn, I heard the joyful voices of Qinghe and others in the room, followed by a noisy footsteps...... Then I fell asleep in a daze.

By the time he woke up, it was already three quarters of an hour.

"How is the young lady now?"

Yuan Yuan took the robe and stepped forward, and was about to serve Song Zixun to change his clothes, when he saw him take it straight over, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, the young lady's fever has completely subsided." I woke up on the fifth watch, drank porridge and fell asleep again...... I'm still asleep. ”

Song Zixun nodded, took a change of clothes and went to the clean room.

When everything was cleaned up, Du Rongzhi in the middle also woke up.

She still had a start-up look on her face, and was picked up by Song Zixun and sat at the head of the bed, looking at him blankly for a while.

"Feeling better?" Song Zixun asked, his voice extremely gentle.

"Hmm......" Du Rongzhi closed her eyes and snuggled into his arms, and said weakly, "It's just that I have no energy in my body, and I am very sleepy......"

Song Zixun bent his lips and smiled.

He actually likes Du Rongzhi like this and relies on him very much......

He reached out and smacked his wife's messy green silk behind his ear, and said in a low voice, "You have a high fever all night, so naturally you don't have much strength." As he spoke, he frowned and looked at the servant, "Why hasn't breakfast been delivered yet?" ”

Qinghe hurriedly said, "The slave has already ordered someone to fetch it, and it should be there immediately." ”

Song Zixun snorted coldly, then hugged Du Rongzhi and said softly, "But is there anything you want to eat?" ”

Du Rongzhi shook her head.

may be because of her illness, she seems to be particularly infatuated with Song Zixun's warm embrace...... I even think it would be nice if he could stay with him like this all the time......

She let Song Zixun hug her for a while, and then she realized that she remembered, "What time is it now...... Don't you have to go to Hallym Temple today? ”

"I'm not going." Facing her inquiring gaze, Song Zi paused slightly, "I was a little busy because I had to finish the matter at hand...... Now that the end of the year is approaching, it is natural to be idle. ”

can be regarded as going out early and returning late for him recently, and he can't even talk to her every day to find a suitable step, and even the previous dispute between the two seems to have been lightly revealed......

Du Rongzhi only felt bitter in her heart.

She remembered why she fell ill......

She had wanted to tell him that she regretted it, that she didn't want to go with him...... But looking at his cautious and treasured appearance, those words could not be spoken......

Song Zixun didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing Du Rongzhi's sluggish expression, she couldn't help but hug Du Rongzhi tightly when she was still unconscious and distressed, and said softly, "I'll help you take leave from your grandmother and mother later...... In the next few days, you just need to take care of your body with peace of mind, and just wait for me to take office after the year. ”

He paused and said softly, "Shanyin County is a picturesque place...... You'll love it. ”

Du Rongzhi's hand around his waist tightened and let go......

"Okay."