Shen Run returned to Long Xiguo's station, got into the carriage and leaned into the soft pillow, his mind was in turmoil, while worrying about Chenguang's physical condition, he was angry that there were so many people around her, and all of them wanted to put their hearts on her, even if there was really something, it would not be good. Thinking like this, he felt that he was too naïve to think like this, she was suffering from physical pain, but he was thinking about it.

He kept thinking about what Chang Xi said, "Do you think that His Royal Highness is sick and weak and often needs to suffer just to make you pity her", which is actually very excessive, because for Shen Run, an outsider, he can't do anything but pity. But Changxi's words also reminded him that she is not a painful little milk cat who desperately needs to be adopted, it is a reality that she is suffering, but her suffering does not mean that she is begging for mercy.

Shen Run is a normal person, the biggest pain he has ever borne is the bloody rain in the family, he wants to understand Chenguang, he wants to give Chenguang's secret a correct attitude that makes her willing to get closer to him, but this kind of thing is not just hard work. As Chang Xi said, even if he knew, even if he tried to understand, he couldn't understand what he hadn't experienced, and a superficial and self-righteous understanding would probably increase her unpleasantness.

He still remembered the days when he and his sister were sent under the name of Xia Guifei after the death of his biological mother, many people sympathized with them for having no mother at such a young age, he was excellent and intelligent but was bullied and oppressed by the prince as a slave, many of those sympathies were kind, but those sympathies fell into his ears, the more sympathetic those people were, the more angry and ridiculous he felt.

"You people know what to say, put on an arrogant face and say things like 'pitiful,' it's so easy to say with your mouth, it's so hateful to be domineering and sympathetic, who do you think you are?"

That's what he thought at the time.

Now that he is an adult, looking back on himself, he is somewhat naïve, somewhat cynical, except for the malicious, most people are just kind, that is, casual talk, and do not need to take it to heart at all. However, receiving unwanted sympathy and mercy is indeed the most disgusting thing for people with sensitive hearts.

Shen Run sighed.

He thought about the morning light for several days in a row, thinking too much about it, and it was always difficult to sleep at night.

Chenguang never came, nor did he send anyone to send him a message, he wasn't sure if he should go over or not, so he didn't go. Feng Mingguo was very calm over there, the morning light was probably recovering, and Shen Run knew that nothing major had happened, so he didn't bother.

But he was wrong.

Then, after several days of pouring rain, the party was forced to stop its march and rest in the inn, when he heard that Chenguang had a fever, and that he had begun to have a high fever after the day of the attack. But she didn't send him the news, and because he didn't think he should bother her, he didn't go to see her, and he missed the first time he knew the news.

Shen Run was a little depressed and a little angry, when he sent someone to check if the Feng Ying Kingdom team was calm, no one told him that Chenguang had a fever. Why didn't she let him know, because she didn't think it was necessary, or because she was guarding against him and didn't want him to know that she was weak?

Is he her husband after all?

There was even a moment when he began to suspect that she had agreed to the marriage and that she had just said it casually, and that she might regret it later.

Shen Run had a bit of a temper, so he went to see her at the post station of Feng Ming Kingdom the day after settling down in Huacheng.

The heavy rain did not stop, and when Si Shi opened the curtain to let him in, his body was still stained with the dampness of the rain, and he stopped in the outhouse for a moment to dissipate the cool air before entering the inner room.

A strong smell of medicine hit his face, and the morning light sat on the bed with his clothes on, his cheeks were red, his eyes were wet, his mouth was slightly aggrieved, and his big eyes flashed, like a poor little milk cat. Huo Wu stood on the edge of the bed with a tray, and Chang Xi sat on the embroidered pier in front of the bed, holding a medicine bowl in her hand and a medicine spoon in one hand, as if she was coaxing a child, and was softly persuading Chenguang to drink medicine.

When Shen Run came in, Chenguang had just taken a sip, her face wrinkled because of the bitterness of the medicine, and she looked even more pitiful, and then she looked over and saw Shen Run, a little surprised.

Shen Run walked over, naturally took the medicine bowl from Chang Xi's hand, and said to him and Huo Wu:

"You guys go out first."

He is not jealous or angry, it doesn't mean that he can watch Chang Xi behave affectionately towards his woman under his nose, even if he is outside the circle, they are in the circle, he can try to understand for her, but it is not okay to be too close.

Chang Xi looked at him with calm eyes, her lips tensed.

Shen Run didn't look at him, this meant that he didn't think he was his opponent.

was despised, Chang Xi thought.

"Get out." Chenguang spoke, her voice was a little hoarse, and she instructed Huo Wu and Chang Xi.

Chang Xi looked at the morning light, swept away the gloom when he was facing Shen Run just now, he smiled and replied respectfully:

"Yes."

He stood up and went out with Fire Dance.

Shen Run didn't sit on the embroidery pier where Changxi had sit, he sat directly on the edge of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of decoction, blew it, and sent it to Chenguang's lips, then he raised his eyes to look at her and asked in a low voice:

"Why don't you tell me when you're sick?"

"It's not uncommon for me to get sick, and besides, you're not a doctor." Chenguang replied as a matter of course.

Shen Run choked for a moment, the fire was so big that he scratched his liver, he closed his eyes, did she really not understand or really didn't understand, she probably really didn't understand.

"I'm not a doctor, but I can accompany you." He paused word by word and said.

Shen Run was afraid that she would say "why do you want to accompany me" next, if she really asked, he would definitely vomit blood.

Fortunately, she didn't ask, she just looked at him, then opened her mouth, obediently drank the decoction, and then wrinkled her face bitterly.

Shen Run silently fed her the medicine, Chenguang obediently drank the medicine, Shen Run carefully observed her exposed skin, there were no scars, as smooth and white as usual, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's very well-behaved this time, I drank it all without persuasion." After drinking a bowl of soup and medicine, Shen Run said.

Chenguang didn't speak.

Recently, she had a whim, she still has to live well, and taking medicine obediently when she is sick is one of the things to live well.

Her cat shrunk into the bed, shivering a little.

Shen Run pulled up the quilt to cover her, tucked the corners of the quilt for her, put his hand on her forehead and touched the temperature, it was not hot, but the temperature was not low.

"Sleep." He whispered to her, "I'm here with you." ”

Chenguang didn't speak, and there was a fluffy little head exposed under the quilt, she looked at him silently, because of the high fever, her snow-white cheeks were crimson at this time, like a blooming peony flower. The corners of her forehead were slightly sweaty, and her big round eyes were wet due to the high temperature, as if they were filled with tears, and she looked weak and pitiful, which was very cute.

Shen Run was stared at softly by her, his heart softened suddenly, and he leaned down and imprinted a kiss on her hot forehead.