And another fact has been put in front of us, that is, Li Pianer paid a terrible price for this prank and contracted a severe cold. The fine hairpin opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she finally gave up, didn't make a sound, and turned around to find a quilt for Li Pian'er.

Before the hairpin could take out the quilt from the cabinet, the lunch delivery came, and with Feng Yaojue, the damage caused by the snake meat to his body had recovered. They entered the house one after the other as if they had made an appointment, but in fact, the two passers-by went in different directions.

The maids came to greet him, but when they saw what he was holding in their hands, they were visibly taken aback, and their hearts trembled, and they all looked so bluff that they forgot even what they used to say on a daily basis. Feng Yaojue saw that they were flustered, so he opened his mouth to break the strange situation: "What's wrong with you? What about Pian'er? ”

A maid stirred up the handkerchief in her hand with her index finger, and in the face of Feng Yaojue's question, she lowered her head and said truthfully: "Mrs. Li was drenched in the rain last night, felt the wind cold, and was bedridden. ”

Seven or eight mouth-watering dishes have been placed on the table in turn in the hands of the rice delivery maid, and when the final stewed chicken was uncovered with a porcelain lid, the maid's voice sounded in front of Li Pian'er's bed: "Mrs. Li, the chicken soup on the table was sent by the big official, and he also brought you a word." ”

Li Pian'er was dizzy, but she didn't fall asleep, Wen Yan opened her eyes that had just been closed, and asked curiously, "Big rooster?" What could he say? Sneeze ......"

The maid said the same words: "Next time it will not be a chicken life." ”

After finishing speaking, three or four people withdrew with food boxes, leaving Li Pian'er alone in deep thought, savoring the inner meaning of this sentence, and did not connect the events of last night at all.

"Mrs. Li, why don't you eat something before you sleep. I'll help you get a bowl of soup. "The hairpin gently covered her with the thin quilt you came.

Li Pian'er replied decisively: "I have no appetite, I don't eat." She didn't eat breakfast, and they only thought that she was lazy again, and she was in bed, but they were negligent for a while, and found that she was too late when she was sick.

After listening to the maid's words, Feng Yaojue in the outhouse walked in with one hand behind him. "Have you ever asked for a doctor?" He stood in front of the bed, bent down slightly and probed Li Pian'er's forehead, and suddenly the hot feeling spread from Li Pian'er's forehead to his slender and white fingers, making him frown without frowning.

"I've already sent someone to invite it, and the second official can rest assured." As he spoke, he brought him a stool in front of the bed.

"Why are you here? Sick and cured? Let's go back quickly, if you want to make a mistake with me, the big is going to blow up again. Li Pian'er was slightly surprised by Feng Yaojue's arrival, and she didn't forget to carry sarcasm in her words without half strength. She leaned her heavy head and tried her best to dodge his hand that touched her forehead, but her surprised eyes kept staring weakly at Feng Yaojue's blurry-looking face.

Feng Yaojue's hand behind her never took it out, but the thing she was holding in her hand made the fine hairpin look real, the masterpiece from her hand, and she saw that her psychological shadow area had expanded several times in uneasiness, and her face was extremely ugly.

Feng Yaojue lightly hooked the corners of his lips and said, "I've brought you something good." Hairpin, you go out first. ”

Li Pian'er sneezed out a few more sneezes one after another, and went out after sending a handkerchief, while she was curious about Feng Yaojue's unclear words, and looked at Feng Yaojue with puzzled eyes and asked, "What good things?" ”

"This. Familiar? Feng Yaojue slowly put down the hand behind him, and the chicken brother's cloak was just like this, and was thrown by Feng Yaojue beside her.

Li Pian'er was incredulous, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Feng Yaojue suspiciously and asked, "Why are you here?" Where did you get it? ”

"You! I really don't know how to say hello, this time it's the eldest brother who is magnanimous and doesn't care about you. first pretended to be a ghost, and then used the chicken to almost tear down the eldest brother's house, which made him sleepless last night. I wondered what you were doing with his name, but I didn't think it was for it. As your husband, it's really time to take care of you, and you can't act arbitrarily in the future. Although Feng Yaojue is counting Li Pian'er, she still has that gentle appearance, not angry or angry, as if this person is not born to be angry.

Li Pian'er glanced at him lightly, and there was a hint of surprise in her weak tone: "Bah, it's really a success, the chicken official is mighty, good." Eh, no, why did the big rooster suddenly become so benevolent, and he was willing to let me go? That ghost can scare him half to death, right? ”

Feng Yaojue looked at Li Pian'er, who was sick and had a plushing face, and wanted to say a few more words, but after all, it was simplified: "He is our eldest brother after all, and you put his name on the chicken like this, which is disrespectful to him and violates etiquette." ”

"Don't just say me, you are an accomplice, but the words are from you. Besides, is this his name? This is clearly written as 'Yu Xuanfeng' and 'Mei Chaofeng', but I didn't say that this is his name. What a narcissistic narcissist he must be? I have to be cheeky to admit that this is him. Even though Li Pian'er was sick, her mouth still refused to admit defeat, and she had a set of strong words, and she was speechless when she heard it.

With such a concubine, I'm afraid that no one can stand it, and it is also a loss to Feng Yaojue who has a good temper, and she is connived at in everything, if she is someone else, it is estimated that she will have to fight 300 rounds every day, and there is no peace to live.

In the end, there was only silence between the two, Feng Yaojue got up and served her a bowl of chicken soup and insisted on feeding her. She probably didn't realize until now that the chicken soup she drank was the chicken brother who made a big fuss in Feng Yuxuan's room last night, and she also didn't taste the full warning to her in Feng Yuxuan's words.

The old doctor seemed to have become a frequent visitor to the Fengfu, and he ran here twice in three days, and now he is familiar with the way. He took Li Pian'er's pulse and prescribed a few patches of medicine. Later, Li Pian'er fell asleep after drinking the medicine, and although her nose was a lot clearer when she woke up, she still did not get better in other aspects, and the fever did not go away. Traditional Chinese medicine has a slow effect and a slow effect, which is understandable, and if you want a bowl of medicine to be effective, it is basically impossible.

At night, the rain is still falling outside the window, and the green leaves and flowers are crackling. The ground planted with flowers and plants outside the corridor is already a muddy and shallow water, with potholes, and the ravines under the eaves are empty of water. The lake in the distance in front of the door rose and rose, gurgling and flowing, and finally flowed to an unknown distance outside the mansion, to pursue its poetic fantasy. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River is like this, and it is all happy.

Feng Yaojue had just come from the study, picked up the medicine bowl on the table that was still filled with white heat, and walked towards Li Pian'er, who was lying on the bed.

The fine hairpin helped Li Pian'er's soft and weak body to sit up, and Feng Yaojue took the opportunity to put a spoonful of decoction close to her bloodless lips, but she turned her head to avoid it, and refused with a bitter face: "It's so bitter, and it has no effect at all, so I won't drink it." I'm sick and dead, maybe I'll be able to go home. ”

"What kind of bastard are you talking about. Drink the medicine, and you will be fine if you drink it. Feng Yaojue glanced at her slightly, but the words she said were as soft as the warm spring breeze in March, and every action was patient.

Seeing that she was still reluctant to open her mouth, she persuaded her with good words: "Mrs. Li, the second official knows that you are afraid of hardship, and specially asked people to go to the south of the city to buy candied fruit, you can bear with it and drink the medicine, I will go to the table to get you candied fruit." ”

It's already a miracle that a concubine like Li Pian'er, who made such a big mistake, was not kicked out. And now that he is sick because of his mistakes, not only has he not been punished, but he has been served like a queen, which makes ordinary people dare not think about it. In this world, I really can't find a second person with her kind of treatment, and it is a shame that she can have a good husband in ancient times.

"It's so bitter, give me water." After Feng Yaojue and Xi Hai took turns to talk and talk, coax and persuade, Li Pian'er finally snatched the medicine bowl by herself, and drank it in one go, so bitter that her whole face was wrinkled and her expression was distorted.

The fine hairpin asked her to sit on the bed for the time being, got up and brought the candied fruit on the table: "Mrs. Li, it won't be bitter if you eat two candied fruits." ”

Li Pian'er's body was inexplicably cold, her head was buzzing, and her whole cheeks were hot like fire. The misty eyes were still sour, and the warm yellow candlelight seemed to deepen its dazzling color in her eyes, and the glowing aperture was thick. She reached out and grabbed two candied fruits on the plate and threw them into her mouth, chewed them lazily a few times, and said, "Fine hairpin, I'm still cold, help me find a quilt again." ”

"I'll go now, you lie down first." She was helped to lie down and went to look for the quilt again.

"Why aren't you leaving? Go back, I'm going to sleep. Li Pian'er looked at Feng Yaojue sitting on the edge of the bed with confused eyes, and she didn't have the posture to leave at all, and directly opened her mouth to drive people away.

Feng Yaojue didn't care whether she agreed or not, got up and took off her robe: "Tonight, I'll stay with you." ”

Luo tent fell, and the horn was lifted in Feng Yaojue's hand, Li Pian'er tried to reach out to stop him, and pushed him hard, but he couldn't use a little strength on his arm, so he could only watch Feng Yaojue enter the tent, and he beat and scolded in a hurry: "Bastard, Feng Yaojue, you take advantage of people's danger!" ”

"Don't worry, I just don't want you to be cold, so it might make you feel a little warmer." Feng Yaojue restrained her two hands that beat him, lay down and took her into his arms, the two of them lay down in their clothes, and a faint fragrance from Feng Yaojue's body quietly drilled into Li Pian'er's nose that had become not very sensitive, and the stalemate lasted for a long time, and finally made her give up resisting.

The hairpin who was looking for the futon for Li Pian'er playfully blew out the candle flame and retreated, she knew that the futon was not needed.

The room fell into darkness, and Li Pian'er only felt that the world was spinning where she was, and the abstract distortion in front of her dark eyes was distorted. She felt Feng Yaojue's faint snort sweep across her forehead, tickling the slightest. "How do I feel like the bed is spinning." She was struck by feelings.