If you don't let me out, I'll have to wait until the night to sneak out.

So, on a dark and windy night, I sneaked out of the palace with a few bottles of medicine, and by memory I found the broken courtyard where Wen Renling was.

Pushing the door in, the wooden bucket that the two eunuchs used to splash the noise last time was still lying on the ground, and the hemp rope I used to teach the maid was still by the door.

When I entered the house, I felt a foul smell, mixed with blood.

Wen Renling was lying on the bed, her upper body bare, and all the places that could be seen except her face were wrapped in dried blood scabs.

It seems that the queen still knows that Wen Renling is a prince, so it doesn't hurt to have a place like her face that can't be covered.

I fetched a basin of water from the well outside, and very carefully wiped off the blood stains on Wen Renling's body, which took half an hour, and Wen Renling did not wake up halfway, so frightened that I thought he was dead, but looking at his heaving chest, I breathed a sigh of relief.

After washing the wound and giving him medicine, it was already late at night.

It's late autumn now, and the temperature at night is still very cold, but there is no quilt in Wen Renling's room, so I gently probed his forehead with my hand, and sure enough, he began to have a fever.

I resigned myself to my fate, and secretly ran back to my palace, took out a quilt, and ran cautiously to Wen Renling.

I have a bed quilt, but I can't find fever medicine for him at this time, I don't dare to invite the imperial doctor in the palace, and in my own palace, because there are eyeliner of the third prince everywhere, I don't dare to get medicine for him.

I don't even know if he had a fever from the wind or if he had a fever from an infected wound on his body.

I still have an instantaneous pill on my body now, and I remember that Si Qing said that this medicine is used to regulate the body when I am injured, so I fed Wen Renling an instantaneous pill and hurried back.

When I went back, it was almost dawn, and I slept until the next afternoon, and when I got up and had dinner, I kept thinking that I would bring him something tonight.

While eating, I remembered that Wen Renling had never eaten, and it was estimated that she had never drunk a sip of water, so the Fuxi Holy Maiden of Xiyue National Hall secretly poured dim sum into her sleeve during the meal.

I think that when I wait for the eyeliner in the hall to report my recent situation to Wen Renqi, I will definitely say: "She has been well-behaved recently, but her appetite has increased greatly, and she eats countless pastries." ”

When it was dark and windy again, I wrapped the grain I had hoarded during the day in cloth, took a stove, and went to find the people.

Looking at him again today, he is really much better than yesterday, there is no fever, and there is no inflammation in the wound, it seems that the instant pill is still very useful.

I fetched a basin of water from the well in the yard, cleaned his wound and changed the dressing, and he woke up on the way to change the dressing.

He woke up looking at me with his eyes open, not moving or speaking, and even breathing as fast as he had been when he had fallen asleep.

"It's the fifth princess who asked me to take care of you."

I explained as I drugged him.

"Now that you're locked up, I'm restricted from free, so I can only sneak over to you at night, if you need anything, tell me early, I'll bring it to you tomorrow night."

After giving him the medicine, I took out the snacks in the package, osmanthus cake, cloud cake, mung bean cake, peach blossom cake, and a large chicken leg mixed in these pastries.

"I'm sorry, I know you're still very weak and should drink porridge and other food, but there's only a limit to what I can sneak into my sleeve, so you're going to eat a little."

I handed him the osmanthus cake, but he didn't take it.

I thought he didn't like it, so I changed it to a green cake and handed it to him, but he didn't take it for a long time, and just as I was about to change another one, he raised his hand and took the food I handed him.

He looked at me intently, and his tone was soft.

Thank you.

I saw that his black and white eyes were still so clear, even though he had endured countless darkness in this palace since he was a child, even though he had long been scarred, his eyes were still bright.

Suddenly I felt a little sorry for him.

He took the pastry and put it in his mouth, probably because it was too fast or too dry, and he suddenly coughed halfway through it.

The violent cough caused the wound on his body to reopen that had not yet healed, and a little scarlet oozed from the black blood scab.

"Don't worry, drink some water first."

I lifted him up, handed him the cup, took a few sips and lay down, and when I saw his weak appearance, I did not force him to eat, and checked the doors and windows for him, and went back to the temple.