Xie Wan was slightly stunned, it turned out that she was really sick, and she was not lightly ill?

Then her previous speculation about him was not a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain?

Thinking that she had wronged Wei Che, Xie Wan suddenly felt guilty, she motioned to Haitang to hand over the food box, and then said in a low voice: "Taifu is seriously ill, so the palace will not disturb much, here is some porridge and side dishes specially ordered by the palace, and the Taifu will use some of them." ”

There were a few suppressed coughs in the room, and Xie Wan felt even more guilty when she heard it, and said without waiting for him to answer: "Taifu is resting, and this palace will come to see you another day." ”

Steward Cao sent the food box into the house, and then respectfully led Xie Wan out of the house, and after walking for a while, he seemed to say unintentionally: "Today's rudeness, I hope the princess will take care of it more, the son has always been in good health, and almost rarely gets sick, if it weren't for the morning doctor's inquiry, the slave wouldn't know that the son was interested yesterday, and sat in the pavilion for a long time." ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and bowed down to Xie Wan: "It's the hot summer now, and the son is not a person who cherishes himself, it is useless for the slave to persuade him, and I ask the princess to persuade a few more words." ”

After sitting in the pavilion for a long time, Xie Wan was silent.

He waited for her for half a day in the scorching heat, causing a cold to enter his body, and not only did she not apologize, but she suspected him of being a chicken.

For a while, Xie Wan felt so guilty that she hurriedly helped Steward Cao up: "This time, it's also the fault of the palace, Steward Cao, please rest assured, the palace will take care of the body of the master." ”

When Steward Cao heard this, he was moved, and bowed deeply to her: "Thank you, princess, slave." ”

Steward Cao sent Xie Wan out of the house and stood quietly in front of the door until Xie Wan's carriage completely disappeared from view, then turned around and went back to the house.

He walked straight to the inner courtyard and stepped into Wei Che's door.

At this time, Wei Che was sitting at the table, the food box on the table was open, a few plates of delicate side dishes were placed on the table, and his bony hand was holding a bowl of clear porridge, and he slowly scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

At this time, his face was like jade, like cutting, like learning, like grinding, where did he look half sick.

Steward Cao entered the house and replied: "The slave has passed the word to the eldest princess according to the instructions of the son, and the slave looks at it, and the princess is very guilty. ”

Wei Che responded lightly, indicating that he knew, and then put down the porridge and asked, "How are all the people prepared?" ”

"They have been planted in the camps." Steward Cao replied respectfully: "These people are all selected according to the instructions of the son, people with high martial arts and clean background, everything is in place, just waiting for Huo Shilang to choose someone." ”

Hearing this, Wei Che nodded, and at this time, Qingmo, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly appeared, came up and said with a smile: "Childe, why don't you send me?" ”

Before Wei Che could speak, Steward Cao on the side waved his hand again and again: "No, no." ”

Looking at his appearance, as if he was very disgusted, Qingmo was suddenly unhappy: "Why can't it?" Butler Cao doesn't look down on me? ”

"It's not that I look down on you." Steward Cao looked for an excuse: "But you are the head of the secret guard, the personal secret guard of the son......"

Just when Steward Cao was racking his brains and how to persuade him, Wei Che interrupted him, glanced at Qingmo, and said lightly: "When you can stay silent for a day, you can go wherever you want." ”

Hearing this, Qingmo blinked, pondered for a moment, and silently retreated into the shadows.

Xie Wan is a person who believes in her word, and on the morning of the second day, she left the palace and came to the Taifu Mansion.

still brought a food box, but this time he did not listen to Steward Cao's persuasion not to enter the house, but insisted very much: "This palace has said that it is necessary to take care of the body of the Taifu, if you don't even enter the house, how to take care of it, Steward Cao and rest assured, this palace has practiced martial arts since childhood, and his body is very good, and he will not be infected." ”

Steward Cao looked entangled when he heard this, and hesitated for a long time, and then turned sideways and let go: "Then the slave asked his subordinates to boil a pair of preventive medicine, and the princess will barely use some later." ”

In the past, Xie Wan would definitely feel bored when she heard this, after all, good medicine is bitter, and she is the most tired of suffering.

But now she is no longer the arrogant and innocent eldest princess, listening to Steward Cao's words, she only thinks that he is doing things safely, so she nodded and said, "Very good, then there will be work." ”

"The princess has tormented the minions." Steward Cao bowed and took two steps back, only then did he turn around and retreat.

The door of the room was ajar, Xie Wan reached out and knocked on the door, and heard a clear "enter" in the room, so she pushed open the door and walked in.

Wei Che sat at the table dressed in white, holding a curl in his left hand and looking at it seriously, he had not tied his hair, his black hair was scattered and hung down behind his shoulders, his cheeks and thin lips looked a little pale, obviously his illness had not healed.

Hearing that someone was coming in, he didn't look up, but said lightly: "What's the matter?" ”

Xie Wan took the food box from Haitang, came to the table, and coughed lightly: "This palace came to see the Taifu, have you ever been better?" ”

Hearing her voice, Wei Che raised his head and was about to get up to salute, but Xie Wan pressed his shoulder: "Taifu doesn't need to be polite, this palace is here to visit the patient, not to bully the patient." ”

As she spoke, she put the food box on the table, and while opening the food box and taking out the contents of the room, she said, "I asked Steward Cao about it before, and I learned that you haven't eaten yet. The palace knows that your appetite must be poor if you are sick, so he ordered the imperial dining room to prepare some appetizing side dishes, and the Taifu will use some of them. ”

After finishing the meal, Xie Wan sat down beside him and handed him the dishes and chopsticks with her own hands.

Wei Che raised his eyes and glanced at her, stretched out his hand to take it, and looked faint: "Thank you, princess." ”

Looking at his faint expression, Xie Wan lowered her eyes slightly: "Taifu doesn't need to be polite. ”

For a moment, no one in the house spoke, only the cicadas outside the house chirped from nowhere.

Wei Che's posture with rice is extremely elegant, scooping up a spoonful of porridge, his thin lips are slightly open and sent into his mouth, his movements are not slow, and with the slightly clear breath around his body, it is particularly pleasing to the eye.

But at this moment, Xie Wan didn't have time to appreciate such beautiful scenery, she hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

An apology is a must, but she finds herself a little out of her mouth.

It's not that she can't give up face, but because Wei Che's attitude towards her is too cold and too light.

It was as if she was an insignificant person, everything about him had nothing to do with her, her illness had nothing to do with her, and she ran to visit him to bring him food, and it had nothing to do with him.

This feeling of not leaving a trace in his eyes in the slightest is too frustrating.

Xie Wan let out a long sigh in her heart, who can she blame, not herself.

Thinking about it carefully, the person in front of him in his previous life, just because he noticed that the king did not like it, he simply resigned and left, and now because of an agreement, he was able to endure the scorching heat and sit for a long time, which obviously proves that this person is obviously a sensitive and fragile person, but he has to pretend that everything is light.

How could she have mistaken him for a chicken-bellied person?