Qingzhi's expression still didn't change, looking at Ruoxin's slightly frowning eyebrows, he smiled slightly: "Ah Li is too worried, I'm not a serious illness, it's just a little uncomfortable." After taking the medicine, it was fine. The corners of his soft lips unfolded a little curvature, and he said softly: "Ah Li, I am very happy that you can care about me." ”

Seeing Ruoxin's silent and calm appearance, Qingzhi reached out from the futon, held her hand soothingly, and said as if to reassure her: "Do you think I'm not much better now?" However, the fat aunt's medicine is really bitter. ”

His hands were indeed not as cold as before, and Ruoxin turned his hand to check his pulse, and it was not as vague and disordered as before.

Ruoxin looked at the love for a long time, her mouth opened, and she didn't say anything in the end.

Carrying the medicine bowl on the table, Ruoxin lifted her skirt and sat on the edge of the bed, "Let's drink this medicine first, although it is an earthwork, it has some effect." ”

"Hmm." Qingzhi replied softly, and then sat up with his arms propped up, because he was weak and weak, and his movements were very slow and difficult.

Ruoxin put down the bowl and reached out to support him to help him lean against the wall.

Love's clothes were a little thin, and the wall was cold on his body, and Love's trembled slightly. Somehow, just looking at his small action, Ruoxin's heart suddenly unconsciously twitched, and a very subtle melancholy rose.

Hiding that feeling, Ruoxin opened the burden she brought, took out a thick fox fur from it, draped it on Qingzhi's body, and said, "You were born...... Jiangnan, can't endure the cold of Dongheng Beijing, I went to the silk shop in the afternoon, just saw the fox fur inside, although the color is not very good-looking, touch it is warm, we don't have much winter clothes, so I bought it for you. ”

The pale hand slowly stroked the soft fox fur, Qingzhi didn't speak, and a pair of deep eyes just kept staring at Ruoxin.

Ruoxin didn't say anything more, put a soft pillow behind her love, scooped the warm decoction and blew it, and brought it to his pale lips.

After feeding and drinking, the two did not speak, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After feeding Qingzhi and drinking the medicine, Ruoxin wanted to help him lie down, but Qingzhi shook his head, saying that he was much better, just sit. Ruoxin nodded, then turned around and went to the kitchen to boil hot water.

After a while, the fat aunt's husband came back with a doctor, he looked at the face of the love of love, and took the pulse of the love for a long time, and after the diagnosis, he only said that it was typhoid fever and prescribed a prescription.

Ruoxin knew that the situation of Love would not be so simple, but Love didn't want to say it, but she still paid the money and thanked the doctor and sent the doctor away. Looking back at Qingzhi, Qingzhi was wearing the yellow-brown thick fox fur, and the black hair was slightly scattered, setting off a delicate appearance with an elegant and light temperament. Qing Zhi looked at Ruoxin quietly, with a soft smile on his lips, and said slowly: "It's really okay." You can rest assured, right? ”

Sighing in her heart, Ruoxin smiled slightly, but the slightly sour feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Thinking about the body of love, Ruoxin went to the fat aunt to borrow a stove and burned charcoal. After Zhang Luo was ready, the sky outside was already dark.

Untied her coat, Ruoxin walked to the basin rack by the door, bent down to wash her face, and watched Ruoxin busy from beginning to end, watching her roll up her sleeves and busy with ordinary and trivial things, but it made people feel warm and happy, but for him now, she was full of melancholy.

Looking at Ruoxin's slender back, Qingzhi got out of bed, slowly walked behind Ruoxin, gently wrapped around her waist from behind, and warmed Ruoxin's body through her clothes, and Qingzhi whispered in Ruoxin's ear: "Stay tonight." ”

Ruoxin turned her head, the water on her face was not wiped, the crystal droplets slid down the smooth skin, and she took a dry towel on the basin rack and gently wiped Ruoxin's face. A pair of pure eyes also stayed on Ruoxin's face like a breeze.

The towel had just been washed and dried, with a slightly warm breath, Ruoxin closed her eyes, was quiet for a moment, and responded, "Okay." ”

Out of the door, Dao Ming was still waiting outside. Seeing Ruoxin go out, she got out of the carriage and was about to move out of the pedal, Ruoxin stopped her movements and said, "I'll stay here tonight, you go back and tell the steward that I'll go back tomorrow." ”

Listening to Ruoxin's words, a trace of surprise flashed in Daoming's eyes, and he glanced into the courtyard, and saw Qingzhi standing at the door of the inner house, Daoming was silent for a moment, then nodded quietly, indicating that he understood. Then he got into the carriage and left.

......

The two of them were lying side by side on one side, and Qingzhi's body slowly warmed up, he reached out and gently wrapped his hand around Ruoxin's waist, not loose or tight, just letting the two of them fit together, but it would not seem too intimate.

This is the first time Ruoxin has come back to stay overnight after entering the palace, and it is also the first time that she has done nothing and lies quietly with her love. In the palace, every night, Ruoxin has to go out to find the soul stone, last night and the king of Yingning for a long time, now lying in this dilapidated house, smelling the faint fragrance of love, after a while, Ruoxin gradually fell asleep.

In the dark, Qingzhi was still awake, listening to Ruoxin's gentle breathing, he slowly turned his head and stared at Ruoxin stupidly, he couldn't see clearly, but as long as he knew her existence.

The darkness hides people's emotions, and he can only look at her without scruples in the dark, revealing his true truth.

The hand attached to Ruoxin's abdomen suddenly noticed a movement under his palm, he was stunned, he froze, and the complicated feeling in his heart slowly rose, his hand trembled slightly and moved to the part that had just moved, waiting patiently, but for a moment, he felt that his palm was gently knocked down again, as if something was moving inside, and greeted him.

Love's breathing was disordered, and the mood that had always been quiet seemed to set off a wave, but now he could only suppress it, and he could only get closer to Ruoxin with the action of not waking up Ruoxin, and a pair of clear eyes seemed to be sad and happy.

With mixed feelings in his heart, he had no sleep all night, he just quietly hugged Ruoxin and gently stroked her lower abdomen with one hand.

......

In the eastern sky, the blue and black gradually revealed white, and the cold moon had also fallen into the western mountains.

Consciousness was heavy, and suddenly heard a shallow knock outside the door, Ruoxin was awakened, and saw that the love lying on the outside of the bed was still closed, Ruoxin got up lightly, put on her coat and went to open the door.

The person outside the door was the name of the Tao, she bowed to Ruoxin, and said respectfully: "The prince called the slave maid to invite Mr., saying that it was to lead the way for Mr. to go to the Xian Wang's Mansion." ”

"Xian Wang's Mansion?"

The name of the place is very unfamiliar.

Dao Ming guessed Ruoxin's doubts, so he spoke: "Mr. Hui, it is the mansion newly arranged by the Holy Lord after the return of the virtuous prince. ”

Ruoxin was slightly stunned, came back to her senses, pondered for a moment, and then said to Daoming: "You wait a while, I'll freshen up and come." ”

I went back to the house, changed my clothes and washed, and it was all right in a while.

Just as she was about to leave, Ruoxin thought of something, turned around again, took a pen and paper, left a word on the table, and pressed it under the teapot. Tucked the corners of the quilt, Ruoxin went to the window again, added charcoal to the extinguished stove, opened the window a little, and took a wooden frame to support it.

The room gradually warmed up again, but suddenly, as if a heavy sadness had dispersed.

Ruoxin glanced back, but Qingzhi still quietly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

It's just a delusion......

No longer hesitating, Ruoxin hid the house and left.

Not long after Ruoxin left, Qingzhi opened his eyes, slowly got up, reached out and picked up the piece of paper pressed under the teapot, and there was only one sentence on it, "Don't be tired, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

One by one, he stroked the beautiful and delicate ink characters, folded the paper and put it in the inner pocket of the clothes, sighed slightly, looked sideways at the fox fur covering the futon, he stretched out his hand and pressed it gently and cherishedly.

In the house, Ruoxin raised the stove before leaving, but the capital of Dongheng outside the window was cold, just like his state of mind at the moment.

There was no longer the strength to forcibly suppress it, and his body began to grow cold again, and his complexion, which originally looked healthy, suddenly turned a terrifying pale.

I don't know how long later, there were three more regular knocks on the door.

The weak voice of love responded, "Come in." ”

Although the voice was small, the people outside the door still heard it, and the door was gently pushed open, and a man in a dark blue robe walked in and knelt down in front of Love. Qingzhi raised his hand, let him get up, covered his heart and coughed a few times, and asked, "Did you find the person you were looking for?" ”

"Found it."

Qingzhi nodded, stood up, his body stumbled slightly, and the man in dark blue clothes hurriedly stepped forward to help Qingzhi, but Qingzhi weakly made a gesture to let him step back.

Walking to the corner of the room with vague steps, his demeanor and movements were painful and weak that Ruoxin had never seen before. Lifting the lid of the wooden box, the love one hand held the box to support, one hand probed into the bottom of the box, and took out a bottle wrapped in a cloth towel, but only a few movements, the love leaned against the wall and gasped, already pale, sweat drops like rain.

This time, he really couldn't hold on.

He knows best what the condition of his body is, in fact, the real situation is indeed as Ruoxin said, but in the past, he was still able to suppress it without revealing the slightest flaw, and as the number of times increased, the longer the time, he felt a little exhausted, and gradually could not suppress the pain of his body falling into an ice cave.

Ruoxin didn't tell him what she came to the capital for, but he had already found out, and now, he only hoped that he could find the few things she wanted before her body collapsed.

What he missed is irretrievable, and he has no chance to regret it, but can only make up for his mistakes.

In the past few months, he has not controlled his feelings, let his heart sink deeper and deeper, he knows that every approach he has is a luxury, but he has to admit that until now, he is still greedy for Ruoxin's little warmth.

Even if it's no longer for a person called Fenghua.

The bottle in his hand was full of a bottle of blood, a bottle he collected every day from the blood of his heart, and although it was stuffed with a wooden stopper, he could still smell the fragrant fragrance inside.

"Let him come over after noon." Leaning his head against the wall, he covered his eyes with affection, but his indifferent face did not show the slightest expression.

Although Qingzhi's expression was calm, he paused for a long time every few words, speaking harshly, not to mention the difficulty of making the decision in the first place.

After a long time, he put down his hand, handed the bottle to the man, and said, "The blood in it can be used for half a month, and after half a month, I will send someone to send it again." Two hours before Ruo'er came, you had the sandalwood soaked in the blood and lit the ......."