"Bathing?" What kind of bath do you bathe in broad daylight?

Feng Xingchen glanced at the purple kite in an unkind tone, only to see that her eyes were gurgling at the moment, swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva from time to time, and anyone could see that she had a ghost in her heart.

Tsing Yi was even more inexplicable, and asked worriedly: "The slave dares to ask Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, but what happened?" ”

"I'm going to ask your good sister." Feng Xingchen's eyes stared at the purple kite without blinking.

"Purple kite? What does His Royal Highness the Crown Prince mean? At this time, Tsing Yi also looked at the purple kite with a bad face and asked.

"It's... This—" Purple Kite stammered and didn't dare to say.

"Say it quickly!" Tsing Yi said anxiously.

"Don't blame me, it's the crown princess who wants to take a cold shower herself, I, I'm also persuading..."

But Feng Xingchen heard it very clearly.

"Purple Kite, you are simply too ignorant! The crown princess is messing around, do you let her too? How do you let me say hello! Tsing Yi listened and rebuked angrily.

What if this bubble goes wrong?

"Good, good." Feng Xingchen's face was like frost, and he said coldly.

Tsing Yi was so frightened that he hurriedly dragged the purple kite to his knees on the ground: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spares his life, the slaves and maids know that the purple kite has committed a big crime, but now Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is sick and needs someone to serve her, the slaves and maids are the people that Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is used to. Tsing Yi was worried about Yueningxi and Purple Kite, so he couldn't help kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.

Yes, the crown princess is messing around, Purple Kite doesn't remind her, but she still helps her mess around, so ignorant, it's no wonder that Feng Xingchen doesn't want her life!

"Please, please spare your life." Only then did the purple kite react and said.

Feng Xingchen didn't answer, his fingertips tapped on the table again and again, and every time he thought about it, Zi Kite and Tsing Yi's hearts trembled.

"Your Highness, Your Highness." Tsing Yi tentatively spoke: "Dare to ask Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, is there a big problem?" ”

"I can't die." Feng Xingchen coldly spat out three words.

"How do you think you died?" Coldly, Feng Xingchen suddenly said another sentence, which directly touched the hearts of the people.

The purple kite knew that she was talking about her, so she sat on the ground in fright, speechless.

"I beg His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to spare his life, His Royal Highness the Prince, the Purple Kite knows that it is wrong, the slave and the maid have grown up with the princess since childhood, please read it on the Purple Kite serving the princess without merit and hard work, give it another chance." Tsing Yi knelt on the ground and kowtowed while crying: "The princess is kind-hearted and has never treated the palace people harshly, if the princess wakes up and finds that the purple kite has lost her life for her, the princess will definitely be sad, please, Your Highness." Tsing Yi had blood marks on his forehead, and even the princess's honorifics were forgotten.

At this moment, Yu Che outside knocked on the door: "Your Highness, the medicine has been brought back." ”

"You go boil the medicine." Feng Xingchen pointed to Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi looked at the purple kite and bit her lip: "Yes." And he withdrew.

Feng Xingchen got up and walked to Yue Ningxi's side, touching her forehead that was getting hotter and hotter, he really wanted to screw her head off and see what was inside!

Preparing for the Halloween, he was responsible for everything, why did she refuse so much, and she was even forced to suffer this sin.

Feng Xingchen helped Yue Ningxi up and sat down, and then sat cross-legged behind her, and her luck began to force her to chill.

A puff of white smoke slowly rose from the top of Yueningxi's head, and gradually, beads of sweat condensed and dripped down his forehead.

After a full cup of tea, there was finally no white smoke on the top of Yueningxi's head, and Feng Xingchen finished his work and put Yueningxi down.

Touching her forehead again, the fever finally subsided and was no longer hot.

At this time, Tsing Yi also boiled the medicine and brought it in: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the slave maid is here to feed the medicine." ”

Tsing Yi blessed his body and said cautiously.

"No, I'm here." In Tsing Yi's surprised gaze, he took the medicine bowl and fed it into Yueningxi's mouth one by one.

From time to time, she also used a silk handkerchief to wipe the residue left at the corner of her mouth.

Eh, His Royal Highness the Prince... It's too gentle with the princess. Tsing Yi couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

After feeding the medicine, Feng Xingchen handed the medicine bowl to Tsing Yi, and said to the purple kite who was still kneeling on the ground without looking back: "Have you figured out how to die?" ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Tsing Yi was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground, and wanted to intercede for the purple kite.

"If you open your mouth again, you will die with her." Feng Xingchen said without a trace of emotion.

Tsing Yi finally didn't dare to speak, so sad that tears rolled in his eyes.

The purple kite had already sat on the ground and couldn't speak.

If it were normal times, Yueningxi would definitely protect her, but now that Yueningxi is unconscious, how can she intercede for her!

"Hmm!" Yueningxi groaned, her eyes struggling to open.

"Your Highness, is Your Highness going to wake up?" Tsing Yi knelt down and crawled to Yueningxi's side, looking at it with joy.

But Yueningxi groaned, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Tsing Yi couldn't help but collapse his little face in disappointment.

"Yu Che, take her to the dungeon and give her poison!" Feng Xingchen commanded outside.

"Yes." Yu Che pushed the door and took the purple kite out, and the purple kite let him take it away, and was already so frightened that he had no strength to struggle.

Tsing Yi could only watch the purple kite being taken away, and tears kept dripping.

"Stand down!" Feng Xingchen choked on the corners of Yue Ningxi's quilt and said.

"Yes." Tsing Yi cried uncontrollably in his voice, and he still obediently retreated.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, I'm afraid you'll never know the height of the sky." Feng Xingchen looked at Yue Ningxi and muttered.

Then Feng Xingchen bathed for an hour, and then he lay down in his clothes, and the Yueningxi on one side had already subsided from fever, breathing steadily, and sleeping very comfortably.

Feng Xingchen hugged Yueningxi behind him and fell asleep.

When Yue Ningxi woke up the next day, Feng Xingchen was still hugging her tightly behind her.

She moved her stiff body, feeling weak, as if it had fallen apart, and her head hurt a little.

She turned around, and Feng Xingchen was still sleeping.

She called out tentatively: "Feng Xingchen? ”

The sound was surprisingly unfamiliar!

Wow, she's finally typhoid fever! So happy!

Thinking about it, I laughed out loud.

"What's so happy about the lady, say it so that her husband is also happy?" Suddenly, Feng Xingchen's voice came from above his head.

"Huh?" Yue Ningxi looked up at Feng Xingchen, and there was no joy or sorrow on his good-looking face.

"No! I think the whole person is so unenergetic! Weakness and dizziness, how can this be? Yue Ningxi asked knowingly.

Feng Xingchen looked at her pretending, and did not debunk it: "It was about yesterday that I caught a cold while riding a horse, and you had a high fever yesterday, but you made your husband anxious." ”