I fell asleep in his arms, wishing I never woke up.

In his sleep, the stabbing pain he felt in his neck, shoulders and chest hit again and intensified, as if he had been pierced by thousands of steel needles, and the pain was unbearable. I bit the base of my tongue uncontrollably, and a trace of saltiness spread in my mouth......

In a trance, I heard someone talking:

"Commander, this illness is extremely rare. After rummaging through medical books, I found a similar record in ancient books. ”

"What's the disease?" The tone of the questioner was very solemn.

According to records, the name of this disease is called Huodan. In recent months, the girl should have been depressed and her liver qi was stagnant, resulting in the accumulation of fire and poison in the liver meridian. Yesterday I suffered from the cold again, and the cold and fire were intense, and this disease came so dangerously. ”

In a daze, my mind was a little confused: Who were they talking about? Who is sick? Fire pill? Isn't Huo Dan herpes zoster? Didn't Liu Shang's bed suffer from this disease before?

"How should I be treated?" The man continued to ask.

How could his voice be familiar?

"Although there is a cure recorded in ancient books, this disease is rare after all, and I can only give it a try." The person who spoke sighed and continued: "It is said in ancient books that the disease of the fire pill occurs on the surface of the skin, and the pain is very unbearable. This girl can keep silent, and it's really hard for her. It's a good thing that the commander found out early, otherwise the girl would have bitten off her tongue......"

When I heard this, I realized that my mouth was mixed with the smell of rust and strong medicine, and my tongue was also very painful.

They are...... Are you talking about me? I struggled to open my eyes and found myself lying on the bed, but I had never been to this room.

Ling Niankong was sitting sideways on the edge of the bed, and in front of the bed stood a white-robed man in his forties.

"You stand down first." Ling Niankong said lightly.

"Yes." After speaking, the white-robed man exited the room.

Ling Niankong looked back at me, his gaze just in line with me. As if he didn't expect me to wake up, his eyes lit up.

He carefully helped me to my feet, put an extra pillow behind me, and removed my disguise mask for me.

"Where is this?" My voice was hoarse. He looked into my eyes when he heard that. I saw pity in his eyes.

"This is my bedroom." He whispered.

My eyes widened in disbelief: he actually took me to the cold garden!? And let me sleep in his bed!?

"I ...... I'm going back to the Garden. ”

His voice froze: "Okay, if you want to go, you can go now." ”

I lifted the covers and moved to the bed.

The limbs that were frozen yesterday were still a little numb, and any slight movement was extremely laborious. And he just sat on the sidelines, silently watching.

I slowly put on my shoes, put my arms on the edge of the bed, and the moment I stood up, the pins and needles pain hit me again, and my body slipped and fell uncontrollably.

A large, knobby hand reached out to me, but I didn't want to ignore it, and I used all my strength to climb onto the edge of the bed and sit back on the couch. After doing this series of movements, I was already sweating profusely.

He withdrew his frozen hand, picked up the cloth towel on the table next to him, and wiped the cold sweat from my forehead. "Why don't you go? Is it reluctant? He spoke sarcastically.

I ignored his provocation and said in a deep voice: "When my leg is healed, I will go." I'm not going to stay here, don't worry. ”

He threw the cloth back on the table and put his hands on my shoulders. I didn't know why, but I looked at him. His eyes were dark. "Yan Linxuan, you have become like this now, how can you still be strong? You are a woman, you can be weak. ”

I scoffed, my tone uncontrollably tinged with a hint of sadness: "Weak? To whom is weakness seen? Show you? Was it useful to show you? Do you feel distressed? ”

His eyes dimmed when he heard this.

I continued: "A person who has no support does not deserve the word 'weak'. With that, I slowly lay down, rolled over, and turned my back to him.

He was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and I felt his burning gaze stay on me, but I didn't want to pay attention to him. It wasn't long before I fell asleep again.

The pinprick pain hit me again, and I clutched at the corners uncontrollably. Huo Dan hurt and it really hurt. The pain is so intense, I guess my neck and shoulders are blistered, right? Topical medicine is needed to relieve the pain. I was groggy thinking, when suddenly I heard an anxious voice calling to me.

"Yan Lin Xuan, Yan Lin Xuan!"

I struggled to open my eyes, only to find myself pillowed on Ling Niankong's arm.

When he woke up, he seemed to be relieved, but his tone was still anxious: "How are you?" ”

I forced a smile at him. "Hurt ......"

His brow furrowed. "Where does it hurt?"

I gently ripped open the collar to expose my neck.

His eyes widened immediately. "This! ……”

Judging by his reaction, my neck should be covered with blood-red blisters by now.

I sighed lightly and said weakly: "This is the fire pill." Liu Shang's previous illness was this disease. ”

His brows furrowed even tighter when he heard this, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. "How should I be treated?"

"It's in my medicine box...... There is a way to prepare topical drugs...... "My voice is very soft, almost inaudible:" Yes...... Pain relief. ”

"Okay." He hurriedly summoned someone and ordered them to dispense medicine.

When everyone had receded, he lay back on the couch and hugged me tightly. I pushed his chest, and he hurriedly moved away from me for a few minutes, and his tone was a little urgent: "Did I hurt you?" ”

My heart felt like someone had pinched it, and I couldn't breathe in pain. He takes care of him so gently, is it this body, or me? The undisguised pity in his eyes, is half of it for me? My eyes were slightly hot and my vision was hazy.

"Did I hurt you?" Seeing that I didn't answer, he continued to ask questions. "Or are you somewhere else uncomfortable?"

I forced myself to hold back the tears. "It's not." I turned my face sideways and continued, "The disease of the fire pill is contagious, so you should not be so close to me......"

He pulled my face back to him. "How is it contagious?" His voice was extremely soft. "Is that so?" As he finished speaking, his lips touched mine. I threw myself away for a moment and pushed him away again. He looked at me and smiled secretly.

"Ling Niankong, who am I?" My voice trembled in a choked voice.

His face sank, as if he realized something, and the look of concern in his eyes receded and was replaced by a sneer. "Who you are, does it matter? I'm interested in you, and you shouldn't be able to ask for it. ”

His mocking words made my heart burn with anger, and I was about to open my mouth when I heard someone outside the house calling: "Master, the girl's external medicine has been prepared." ”

Ling Niankong glanced at me, got up and went outside to get medicine. After a short time he went back to the inner room, helped me to my feet, and brought his face close to mine, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked. "Do you take it off yourself, or will I take it off for you?"

"You! ...... "I was so angry that I couldn't speak.

He reached out to untie my belt, and I opened his hand and snatched the vial. "I'll come by myself, you go out!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Do you come by yourself? On your back, how are you going to do it yourself? With that, he reached out again to untie my garment, and I opened his hand again. He scoffed. "Yan Linxuan, what are you pretending?" He leaned closer and continued, "It's not like I haven't seen your body, and it's not like I haven't tasted your taste." You begged me to ask for you, why are you so reserved now? ”

His humiliating words were like sharp knives, slowly and methodically opening up blood in my heart.

He knew that I was trying to save him, but he still said this, because he really hated me so much. But if he wants to hate, he will hate, what is the purpose of Fang Cai's gentle and concerned appearance? Is he trying to confuse me and make me suffer?

However, he still didn't want to let me go, and continued to speak: "I don't know which man gave this body's chastity to a man a long time ago, a shameless slutty woman like you, who saw and touched it, do you really care?" Why pretend to be a chaste martyr? ”

I see, it turns out that he has always hated the loss of virginity of the original owner, and he has always thought it was my fault......

Suddenly I wanted to explain to him, and I explained to him that I didn't. But he still held back, he wouldn't believe it. And if he believes it, believing that the original owner has lost his virginity, he is afraid that he will be more miserable, so let him misunderstand......

Seeing that I was silent, he didn't seem to know what to say. Uncorked the bottle, he poured some of the ointment out of his fingers and lightly tapped it on my neck.

"Shhh I gasped. His hand paused, and he continued to apply.

Before long, the exposed area was covered with ointment. He stopped and said coldly: "It's been more than half an hour since Yue Luanxi arrived at Ling Mansion, she brought a girl, I'll call her to take medicine for you." ”

I was stunned, it turned out that he didn't plan to drug me, so what he said just now was he deliberately angry with me? But why?

Ling Niankong, I really can't understand you more and more.

Remembering that he said that Yue Luanxi was here, I hurriedly picked up the mask on the table.

"No need." He looked at me. "If Yue Luanxi didn't recognize you, how could he come to see you?"

He's right. When Yue Luanxi came to the Imperial Garden, he recognized me by his voice.

"Master, the eighth princess has arrived." There was someone at the door.

"Please." Ling Niankong commanded.

After a sound of footsteps, the door to the inner room was pushed open, and two women slowly entered the room, one after the other.

Seeing this, Ling Niankong stood up and stood at the table beside him. He bowed pretendously: "I've seen the eighth princess." But he didn't mean to leave.

Yue Luanxi glared at him, and hurriedly ran to the side of the bed and sat down. She took my hand. "Xuan'er, how are you?"

I was a little uncomfortable with the care she was giving. She and the original owner are close friends, and she cares about the original owner, but I am a completely different person, and there is always an indescribable awkwardness in accepting it.

"I'm fine, don't worry." I squeezed a smile at her and comforted.

"You're like this, and you're okay! Pack up your things and go back to the palace with me now!" Then he turned his head and instructed the woman who came with her: "Qingdai, you know the things that your young lady usually uses on weekdays best, go and clean up!" ”

"Yes!" The woman had to get out of the house.

Hey? How did she know this wasn't my bedroom? And I seem to have seen her somewhere. Indigo ...... I think I've heard that name before......

After a little thought, my eyes widened, she was the first palace maid who secretly came to see me when I was in the inner courtyard of the Heavenly Pavilion! It turned out that she was Yue Luanxi's maid! But why does Yue Luanxi say that I am the master of Qingdai?

Seeing this, Ling Niankong blocked Qing Dai's way. "You girl from the palace, why don't you know the rules as well as the subordinates of my Ling Mansion? Are you familiar with this place? Running around, what does it look like?! ”

Yue Luanxi suddenly sneered when he heard this. "Ling Niankong, are you worthy of saying such things? Qing Dai walks around her house, how can she trespass? It's you! ”

Ling Niankong frowned when he heard this, as if he understood something, and his face became ugly. And I'm still confused, why did Yue Luanxi say that Ling Mansion is Qingdai's own mansion?

"Qing Dai, come and say hello to your young lady." Yue Luanxi said lightly.

When Qing Dai heard this, her body shook, and she walked to the bed and knelt down at me with a pop. I was dumbfounded and wanted to help her, but was stopped by Yue Luanxi.

"Miss!" Qingdai was already in tears. "Although Miss doesn't remember Qingdai anymore, Miss is good to Qingdai, Qingdai has always remembered it. Please Miss don't send Qingdai away again! Qingdai has to take care of Miss by her side! ”

This...... Which one is this? Why can't I read it?

I looked at Yue Luanxi, and then at Ling Niankong, and the expressions of both of them were unpredictable.