Xu is providence is unpredictable, after Meng Xilan fell ill, Zhou Youlin's body got better day by day. This was a good thing that everyone was looking forward to, but the sword hanging in the hearts of the Meng family was getting closer and closer, and it was only a fraction of a second, and it was about to be inserted into their hearts.

Zhou Youlin's body gradually gained strength, and he could walk on the ground and even walk out of the big tent. As soon as he came out, he saw his mount, the White Horse.

His eyes moved slightly, and he reached out to touch the white horse's long mane, and saw that its whole body was white and clean, and he knew that someone was taking care of it, "Why is it here?" ”

The entourage beside him bowed his head and replied: "Back to the prince, this is what the princess ordered." The princess sent someone to take care of the white horse every day, raise and groom, and not be lazy. ”

Zhou Youlin's expression stared slightly when he heard this, stared at the white horse for a moment, and then said, "I'm going to the princess's tent, and you lead the way." ”

The entourage stretched out their hands to stop them and persuaded in unison: "Lord Wang, please stay." The princess is seriously ill and needs to recuperate. ”

Zhou Youlin lowered his face coldly, and was about to get angry, but when he saw Meng Xizhao coming slowly, he bowed and said: "Don't be impatient, the princess is very sick and can't see anyone, I hope the prince will forgive me." ”

"This king is just worried about her......" Hearing his words, most of the anger in his heart was dissipated, and only anxiety and worry remained.

Meng Xizhao restrained her emotions and kept calm: "The princess's affairs should be left to Lord Jiao to take care of." The sooner the prince is transferred out, the sooner he can return to the palace, so you must take care. ”

What did you come to this point for? Zhou Youlin should know it.

"Master Jiao said that once the prince recovers, he must stay away from the camp as soon as possible, and he should not stay longer."

There are sick people everywhere, even if there is lime shelter for disinfection and ephedra soup to protect one's life, it is extremely dangerous.

Zhou Youlin frowned and said, "This king leaves, what about the princess?" ”

Meng Xizhao groaned for a while: "The princess can't return to the palace until she recovers." ”

What is this? He can leave when he is ready, and then leave Meng Xilan here to die!

"If the princess doesn't return, the king won't return." Zhou Youlin said this sentence expressionlessly, and then returned to his tent, and when he was full of irritability, he happened to see the chessboard on the table.

He reached out and touched the sunspot on the chessboard, and his heart was faintly sour. Black and white are staggered, and the winners and losers have long been separated, but in the end, there is still a way to go and a son to fall.

The night was extraordinarily long. Zhou Youlin couldn't sleep at night, Meng Xilan's high fever did not go away, and Zhulu was anxious to watch from the side, and kept wiping her body and feeding her water.

The fever-reducing decoction was cooked one after another, and the young lady drank it so that her mouth was full of bitterness, and her body was full of cold sweat.

Zhulu reached out and found that even the bedding underneath was wet, and her eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

She helped Meng Xilan sit up alone, and called her softly: "Miss, wake up, the slave has to change the bed and bedding for you." ”

Meng Xilan shrugged her head, her eyes had opened a slit slightly, but she couldn't wake up.

Zhulu helped her sit up, so sad that she almost cried.

Jiao Changqing came in slowly, and when he saw her like this, his eyebrows twisted: "Why don't you feed the princess medicine?" ”

Zhulu choked up and replied: "Miss's futon is soaked, I want to change it for her." ”

"Now is not the time to cry, you go outside and call a few people to come and help." Jiao Changqing couldn't avoid it, and stepped forward to support the unconscious Meng Xilan for her.

Zhulu hurriedly answered yes and got up to go out.

Jiao Changqing sat sideways beside Meng Xilan, so that she could lean on herself.

Meng Xilan leaned over with her head down, her face was covered with sweat, and Jiao Changqing's eyes looked directly at the candlestick on the table in a regular manner, without looking elsewhere.

After a while, Zhulu brought a few peasant women in to help, and when Jiao Changqing saw this, he only hugged Meng Xilan with a quilt.

After they finished changing the bedding, Jiao Changqing avoided it in time, and only waited for the people inside to clean up Meng Xilan before re-entering to check her pulse.

Meng Xilan was unwell, and Jiao Changqing was also unable to sleep and eat.

After two hours, Zhulu was so tired that she sat aside and dozed off, and Jiao Changqing stayed by the bed, guarding Meng Xilan inch by inch.

She was so confused that she said a few words in a trance, but her voice was too small for him to hear clearly.

Zhu Lu woke up when he heard the sound and saw that Jiao Changqing was still there, so he only said, "My lord, go and rest." ”

Jiao Changqing was reluctant to leave, his eyes were gloomy: "When the princess has subsided fever, I will leave." ”

There has always been no expression on his face, and it is difficult for ordinary people to detect something, which will make him sad.

Zhulu hesitated, and then said, "However, the slave and maid will have to wipe their bodies for the master later......"

After hearing this, Jiao Changqing could only get up: "If the princess has something, you have to go to me immediately, and you must not delay." ”

"Yes, slave understands." Zhulu continued to keep vigil, Meng Xilan didn't sleep well, and occasionally muttered in her mouth, and everyone was a little confused.

Zhulu held her hand, and didn't know how to comfort her, just silently bowed her head and wept.

Suddenly, there was a silent figure around him.

Zhulu was then taken aback, turned his head to look, and found that the shadow was actually Zhou Youlin.

"Wang ...... The prince ......"

People are scary, scared to death! Zhulu clutched her chest and stood up, almost not screaming.

Zhou Youlin was wearing a black cloak, his figure could be almost completely hidden in the shadows, he didn't look at Zhu Lu, and went straight to the bed, his face was not ordinary.

Zhu Luxu stopped him: "Lord, the princess is sick, and you are just right, so you can't come over." ”

Zhou Youlin pushed her away effortlessly, and said coldly: "Don't stop this king." ”

But she hadn't seen her for a few days, and she had become like this, all because of him.

Zhou Youlin took a few steps closer, and just as Zhu Lu was about to speak, he raised his hand to stop: "If you say one more word, this king will order you to go outside and guard." Your master is sick, this king is uneasy, if you really feel sorry for your master, stay honestly, this king just wants to see her. ”

Zhu Lu opened her mouth when she heard this, but finally stopped speaking. Over the past few days, she can't see what the prince has for his master, but she just doesn't dare to say more.

Meng Xilan burned in a daze, her body was hot for a while and cold for a while, and she was unspeakably uncomfortable. In a daze, I felt that there were people around me all the time, the one wearing green clothes was Zhulu, and the one wearing navy blue was Lord Jiao, but now this figure was dark.

Why black? Could it be that he was sent by a ghost from the underworld to beg for her life?

Meng Xilan shook her head uneasily. She can't die yet, and she can't die!

Zhou Youlin saw her move, and thought she was going to wake up, so he leaned over and approached her slightly.

Meng Xilan saw that the black shadow was getting closer and closer to her, and her hands began to instinctively wave and scratch, muttering to herself, "I can't, I can't ......"

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing that she suddenly opened her mouth, but was very scared, Zhou Youlin hurriedly reached out to hold her hand, and asked softly, "Meng Xilan, what's wrong with you?" ”

Meng Xilan's eyes were blurred again, and she found that her hands were controlled by a black shadow, and a trace of despair suddenly appeared in her heart.

Could it be that the last dream she had was an omen? Is her life really unsaved? Impossible, impossible.

Zhou Youlin couldn't guess what she was thinking, and he couldn't hear what she was saying, and when he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, he realized that she was scared.

Zhou Youlin clenched her hand: "What are you afraid of?" This king is here, you don't have to be afraid. Jiao Changqing can cure this king well, and he will definitely cure you well. ”

When she was sad and sad, this sentence floated into Meng Xilan's ears, although it was a little unfamiliar, but it also made her feel a little relieved.

It turns out that he is not a ghost...... So who is he?

"Why...... I'm uncomfortable...... ...... coldly" Zhou Youlin leaned his ear against her face, and finally heard what she was saying.

The shadow was getting closer and closer to her, and her body was suddenly pulled up by a force, and then it fell down steadily, hitting the figure, she was like a child, being held in her arms, surrounded by a strange and warm atmosphere, and I don't know whose hand it was, gently placed on her shoulder and patted gently, it felt very special and comfortable, like returning to childhood.

Zhou Youlin sat up slightly, directly encircled Meng Xilan in his arms, covered her with a quilt, covered her with a cloak, covered her tightly, and even coaxed her with the method that his mother coaxed him to sleep when he was a child.

Everything was subconscious, and even he thought it was incredible, he had never treated a person so carefully.

Zhulu watched all this happen in a daze, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it, but saw Zhou Youlin turn his head to meet her gaze, slowly shaking his head, his eyes were frank and swaying, and he didn't see the slightest obscenity.

Zhulu froze in place, waited for a while, but felt that it was not good, in case people saw it, the reputation of the young lady would definitely be damaged.

"Lord Wang...... Men and women do not kiss, you do this, what is the name of the princess? ”

Zhou Youlin's eyebrows frowned slightly when he heard this, and he still had no intention of letting go of Meng Xilan, he slowly raised his hand, his fingertips stroked her sweat-soaked forehead, and suddenly smiled: "From now on, this king will be responsible for everything for her." ”

The woman who accompanied him through life and death in this world was the only one except his mother. So, he wants her, he wants her for the rest of his life.

Zhulu took a deep breath and was stunned for a while, before he understood what he was referring to. Fourth Highness, is this also talking nonsense? The master is the one who is married, how can he?

Zhou Youlin didn't pay attention to Zhu Lu's stunned eyes at all, lowered his head to look at Meng Xilan, whose breathing was gradually calming, and found that she finally slept peacefully.

By the time the sky was bright, Meng Xilan's high fever had subsided, Zhou Youlin stayed in her tent all night, and Zhulu also stayed by her side all night.

When Zhou Youlin got up to leave, his arms were numb and unconscious.

Zhulu said boldly: "Lord, tonight's matter, the slave and maid will not tell the master, and I beg the prince not to mention it again." It is a blessing for the master that you can be so attentive to the master, but the master is a person who has been married, and the prince should know it in his heart. ”

It's not that she doesn't know that she's afraid, but there are some things she can't help but say. The master is so sick and confused, and His Royal Highness is so bold, regardless of it, if there is really any gossip and it is transmitted to the palace, how can the master's face remain?