The three of them went back to An Lu's room together.

"Brother An Lu, why do you say this is the Lord"?

Nanshan looked at An Lu and asked lightly: "An Lu, what do you think?"

An Lu was already in awe when he saw it with his own eyes, so he asked rhetorically: "If it were you, would you be able to do it?"

"I...", Zephyr paused and said no more.

"Maybe", Nanshan replied calmly.

"Hmm... The fact that the Lord can be so cruel to himself shows how strong his heart is. How many people in the world are fierce to others, but there is no lower limit to tolerance for themselves, they can't stand the pain of flesh and skin, and they are greedy for life and afraid of death. But our lord is just the opposite, ruthless to the enemy but all right and wrong, never indiscriminately kill innocents, let alone bully, but can be so cruel to himself, not soft at all, I have to obey", An Lu said with a slight smile, his eyes were full of respect.

Nanshan and Xifeng saw it in their eyes, they all knew that An Lu had a high self-esteem, was stable and mature, and had always admired An Lu Wushuai, but he had never been so convinced. The two thought about it carefully, and felt that An Lu was right, although he didn't have much time to follow the Lord, but he saw everything he did, it was by no means pretentious, but natural, for Concubine Li, for Concubine Zhong, for Zhong Sheng, Zhong Taishi and other people, revenge will be avenged, grievances are clear, and they will not retreat, but for Xiao Sui and other people, those who should be saved never shirk and dare to bear it. It's just that this lord is lonely and cold, duplicitous, and sometimes it really makes people feel incomprehensible.

"The Lord will be fine like that, right?" Zephyr was still a little worried, and the Lord's face was very bad just now.

"Maybe," An Lu was also a little worried.

Nanshan was also worried, and kept looking through the window in the direction of Xiao Yan's bedroom.

The blood in the limbs began to slowly coagulate, and the speed of flow became slower and slower.

After a while, Yan Ziyue arrived as promised.

The three of them took a closer look at Yan Ziyue, so they didn't care about it and let her enter Xiao Yan's bedroom.

Yan Ziyue stopped in front of the door, turned around and looked around, why didn't anyone come out to say hello today, where did the masters go. Don't... Looks like they're pretty eye-catching, hehe. Yan Ziyue generously pushed open the door, called Xiao Yan, and did not respond, so she leaned into the house.

Yan Ziyue walked a few steps, squinted and saw Xiao Yan curled up on the bed, and was startled when she got closer.

Yan Ziyue didn't think much about it, walked over and hugged Xiao Yan, and helped him rub his whole body, but the ice was terrifying, and he felt that the whole person had become an ice sculpture.

Yan Ziyue rubbed for a while, rubbing his hands red, and his heart became more and more anxious, and he lost his internal strength little by little to Xiao Yan's physical strength to help him resist the cold, and kissed Xiao Yan's thin lips without thinking about it, there was no usual soft and hot and humid feeling, but it was cold, which made people shiver. Yan Ziyue clinged to Xiao Yan's body, holding his cheeks with both hands, deepening the kiss.

Xiao Yan had already felt the warmth of the summer sun since Yan Ziyue hugged him tightly, reaching the tip of his heart, making people feel like sunshine at once. When Yan Ziyue took the initiative to offer a kiss, if a warm current seeped in, echoing with the hot internal force that was imported into the body, it immediately aroused the blood in the body to begin to warm up, and every condensed frost melted like a flower, surging soft and fragrant clouds, such a feeling is intoxicating, and I can't wait for time to stop, it is really forever.

Yan Ziyue gradually felt that the temperature of her lips began to come back, a pair of small hands moved, and her skin became softer, so she put her mind at ease, let go of her hands, and just left this lip, but unexpectedly she was attacked by Xiao Yan, and her whole body was hugged by him, and she couldn't break free.

The tips of their noses touched, their breaths intersected, and for a moment the whole air became ambiguous.

"You're okay, let me go", Yan Ziyue was a little angry.

"Don't let go...", Xiao Yan rubbed the tip of his nose against Yan Ziyue, and said coquettishly: "I'm still so cold"?

"Then you loosen up a little first, my waist is about to break."

"Oh...", Xiao Yan slightly loosened the space for a few hairs, and asked rhetorically: "Yue, are you really a man, why is your waist so thin and your body so soft"?

Yan Ziyue was asked by Xiao Yan, and she wanted to beat him violently, and scolded him dozens of times in her heart, but she said: "Are you blind?" Of course I'm a man, and besides, don't hug me so tightly, it's uncomfortable to death...".

"That's right, hehe, maybe I really have an eye disease", Xiao Yan said more like talking to himself, and asked, "Yue, don't you like it?"

"I don't like it, I don't like it very much", Yan Ziyue just wants Xiao Yan to let go of herself, which is not only uncomfortable, but also afraid of revealing her stuffing.

Xiao Yan heard Yan Ziyue's answer, a little lost, gradually let go of her, and after sneezing a few times in a row, he lay down beside her, rubbed his forehead with one hand, and hung out on the edge of the bed after his legs were straight.

Seeing this, Yan Ziyue hurriedly got out of bed, stood up, and didn't dare to get close to Xiao Yan again, for fear that if Xiao Yan became beastly and pressed herself down on the bed, if she had to do a physical examination, it would be over.

Xiao Yan naturally sensed Yan Ziyue's series of actions, and misunderstood that she didn't like herself, nor did she feel like she was as good as Long Yang. Xiao Yan didn't want to force Yan Ziyue, so he could only be sad at this time.

"Flame, what did you just do"?

"Ahh It's nothing, just to deal with my father tomorrow"?

"What's wrong"?

"Tomorrow I said that I would check my homework, but I'm afraid it's not that simple...".

"Then you have to be careful."

"Hmm...".

"Are you sure you can handle it"? Yan Ziyue came to the side of the bed again and sat down at the end of the bed against the edge of the bed.

Xiao Yan glanced at it and said, "I don't know, let's talk about it then."

"Oh, by the way, just now, how did you end up like that"?

"I was careless, I thought it would be good to just get sick, who knows... Maybe my body is already cold", Xiao Yan tried to endure it, but he still sneezed several times, and his head was dizzy.

Yan Ziyue took out a brocade handkerchief from her arms and handed it over, it was the first brocade pad that Aunt Meng embroidered for herself, and her favorite little golden sunflower on the brocade pad.

Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, took the Jinpa, put it under his nose and smelled it, it was fruity, sweet and itchy, just like its owner. After a few sneezes in succession, Xiao Yan pretended to stain Jinpa, turned his head and deliberately asked, "It's dirty, do you still want to go back?"

"Don't want it, I'll give it to you", although Yan Ziyue has no cleanliness fetish, she is very privatized, no matter how much she likes it, if others have already touched it, don't want it.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, holding the Jinpa tightly in his hand, thinking that he could finally leave something behind.

Yan Ziyue thought for a while and said, "I don't think you should stay by your father's side, he is so suspicious and ruthless." Now that he is in power, not to mention that your current strength cannot compete with him at all, even if you can try, now is not the time."

"You're right, but what can I do, I can't leave, and he won't let a prince leave easily."

"You're sick like this now, it's always okay to go out and seek medical treatment."

"There are imperial doctors in the palace, and their medical skills are the best in Xiaoyao Country."

"What if they all can't do anything about your illness"?

Owl listened and had an idea.

"As long as he nods and allows you to travel to seek medical treatment."

"I can't go...", Xiao Yan took into account Xiao Huang, if he left, who would take care of him.

"Don't you rest assured that you can't take Xiaohuang, you can take him with you!"

"Do you think my father would let a sick prince who went out to seek medical treatment bring a good prince by his side, not to mention that the road ahead is ignorant, and danger is inevitable."

"What if there is a reason that must be brought, such as that he is suddenly stupid or has amnesia, and only knows you."

Xiao Yan looked at Yan Ziyue, and felt a little incredulous, what did this person have in his head, how could he come up with so many new and strange ideas, and each one was more incredible than the other. However, I have to admit that her proposal is really good and a good idea.

"Yue, if I can leave Xiaojing, are you willing to follow me"?

"No, I have to go back", Yan Ziyue replied really simply, without thinking about what Xiao Yan would think.

"Oh...", Xiao Yan was really hurt, but he didn't dare to show too much on his face, "Yue, where is your home"?

"My family...", Yan Ziyue didn't dare to say that she lived in the Great Siming Palace of Fengdu, and I was Princess Ziyue of Huofeng.

"My house is far from here."

"Can't you tell me"?

"This... If we have fate to meet again, you ask me, I will definitely tell you, but, now, no."

"That's right...", Xiao Yan felt that it was a long and long wait.

After a while, Xiao Yan already felt dizzy, his eyelids were very heavy, and he said indistinctly: "Yue, don't leave tonight, stay with me, okay?"

"Ahh Well... I'll stay a little longer", Yan Ziyue stood on the windowsill and looked up at the night sky, thinking of the people in Fengdu, and didn't notice that Xiao Yan had fainted and fell asleep, just as he was tired and asleep.

After the child's time, Yan Ziyue put a small blanket on Xiao Yan and left in a hurry.

Early the next morning, when Xiao Yan woke up, he saw Xiao Huang lying on the head of the bed and watching himself and Xiaoping busy in and out of the house, only feeling dizzy, and I didn't remember when Yan Ziyue left.

"Brother Jiu, you're awake", the immature voice sounded.

"Nine Emperor Princes, you're up", Xiao Ping said and hurriedly wrung out a towel and handed it to Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan wiped his face, then touched Xiao Huang's head, and wanted to stand up, but his legs were weak for a while, and he sat back on the bed.

"Brother Jiu, what's wrong with you"? Xiao Huang said, his little hand reached over and touched Xiao Yan's forehead, and exclaimed, "It's so hot... Brother Jiu, you have a fever."

Xiaoping was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and turned around to arrange for someone to go to the imperial doctor.

Although Xiao Yan was dizzy, his brain was still quite sober, so he asked Xiaoping to bring a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote a note, so that Xiaoping could find an opportunity to hand it over to Manager Li.

After the doctor came, he checked the pulse of Xiao Yan and confirmed that he was infected with a cold disease, and the symptoms were menacing, and the high fever should be subsided as soon as possible, otherwise he might be worried about his life.

Xiaoping took the opportunity to send the imperial doctor out and follow him to grab the medicine, found the manager Li and handed over the note, and reported it to Xiao Yan when he came back. Xiao Yan simply ate a little, drank the medicine and rushed to the Summer Palace.