The night is getting thicker, the rain outside the window is tinkling, and the autumn is cooler.

Shangguan Jiyue tightened the coat on her body and looked at the man who was still sleeping on the bed.

Under the warm yellow candlelight, Huang Fuchen lay under the brocade quilt, although his eyes were closed, his face was obviously much better, and he was no longer as pale and weak as he looked two days ago.

She stretched out her hand and slowly stroked his cheek, leaned over the brocade quilt, and gently pressed her face against his chest: "It's been five days, Huangfu Chen, why haven't you wanted to wake up yet?" How long are you going to sleep like this? ”

Tears slipped silently, dripping on the surface of the fine Shu brocade quilt, smudging a circle of vague wetness.

At this moment, there was a "squeak", the door was opened, and Qiu Mingfei appeared in the room with a bowl of medicine in each hand. He glanced in the direction of the bed, sighed softly, and turned to place the two bowls of medicine on the table next to him.

Shangguan Jiyue quickly straightened up, secretly wiped the corners of her eyes, and looked at Qiu Mingfei: "I...... Just lying in bed for too long, so ......"

Qiu Mingfei didn't seem to hear Shangguan Jiyue's words, nor did he look at her, he walked straight to the bed, sat down, and took Huangfu Chen's hand out from under the brocade quilt to check his pulse. Qiu Mingfei's actions were rude, Shangguan Jiyue was a little distressed, and opened her mouth to make Qiu Mingfei lighter, but she didn't know what she remembered, and the words came to her mouth and were swallowed back by her.

The most ruthless, ruthless, and deeply hurt him was herself! She is not qualified to ask for anything from Tyumen. What's more, as a doctor, Qiu Ming has a scale in his heart.

A long time passed, and Tyumen lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, not saying a word.

Shangguan Jiyue was not only a little anxious, but finally couldn't help asking, "How is he?" ”

Qiu Mingfei opened his eyes, put Huang Fuchen's hand back under the brocade quilt, grabbed Shangguan Jiyue's wrist, and cut her pulse.

"Tyumen scarlet, Huangfu Chen, he ......"

Before Shangguan Jiyue's words were finished, Qiu Mingfei suddenly looked up at her, and said nonchalantly: "If you continue like this, he will wake up, and the person lying here will be you." Then, the doctor will have to worry about you again, and then, this male lion will relapse in order to take care of you, and he will be half dead! In the end, the result of the vicious circle is: this divine doctor estimates that he can only live in King Chen's Mansion in this life, and he can't walk! ”

In the end, Qiu Mingfei's eyes suddenly rolled, and he looked at Shangguan Jiyue shyly: "Xiaoyue, if you are reluctant to be a divine doctor," he glanced obliquely at the bed, "Do you think this is good?" Otherwise, let's elope while this male lion hasn't woken up yet! ”

Shangguan Jiyue: "......"

Which tendon is wrong with this Tyumen scarlet? Convulsions?

Seeing Shangguan Jiyue's speechless appearance, Qiu Mingfei suddenly felt in a good mood.

As soon as he flicked his wide-sleeved robe, the corners of his lips that he couldn't stop curling as soon as he turned around were slightly hooked. In order to hide his pride, he coughed lightly, resisted the urge to laugh out loud, picked up a medicine bowl on the table and handed it to Shangguan Jiyue: "Drink it!" ”

Shangguan Jiyue looked at the bowl full of black medicinal juice in front of her, and then looked at Qiu Mingfei with a straight face. She wondered if if he would have uttered something shocking if he hadn't drunk it. Thinking so, she took the medicine bowl, tilted her head and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as she put down the bowl, Qiu Mingfei handed her another bowl on the table and smiled: "This bowl is also yours!" ”

Shangguan Jiyue gritted her teeth: "...... Did you do it on purpose?! ”

Qiu Mingfei looked innocent: "Xiaoyue, are you disgusted that this divine doctor has cooked too little medicine for you?" If that's the case, then I don't mind working a little harder tomorrow to add another bowl to you. Anyway, I can't waste a lot of effort on this miracle doctor......"

Qiu Mingfei's words were not finished, but he felt that his hands were empty, and when he looked up, he saw that Shangguan Jiyue had already drunk the medicine in the bowl and put the empty bowl on the table.

She looked back at Qiu Mingfei and spat out a few words from between her teeth: "Is this okay?!" ”

"Hehe......" Qiu Mingfei touched his nose and laughed dryly, and slapped his head, "Oh yes! This divine doctor suddenly remembered that there was still Huangfu Chen's medicine boiling on the stove! Xiaoyue, you have a good rest, this divine doctor will leave first! ”

After speaking, Qiu Mingfei didn't wait for Shangguan Jiyue's reaction, so there was wind under his feet and he walked out of the door quickly.

After Qiu Mingfei left, Shangguan Jiyue returned to the bed, looking at Huangfu Chen, who was lying there motionless, only to feel a pain and sore in his heart.

The man who used to be heroic and upright, arrogant and cold, looked at her with such desperate eyes, and begged her to stay with such a low profile......

Shangguan Jiyue took off the coat she was draping on her body and slowly lay down beside Huangfu Chen.

She reached out and hugged his waist tightly, and gently pillowed her head on his neck, and the tears couldn't help but fall.

"Huang Fuchen, I was wrong, I was wrong...... I beg you, will you wake up quickly? Do you know? The emperor has already given us a marriage. When you wake up, we will be married, and from now on, I will never leave you again. Whatever happens, it doesn't matter, I'll be with you. I'll never leave you again......"

I don't know how long it took, Shangguan Jiyue's consciousness gradually blurred, and she fell asleep with Huangfu Chen in her arms.

This night, she had a dream, in which Huangfu Chen woke up, looked at her gently, and kissed her emotionally. From the ears, cheeks, lips, and neck sockets...... In the night, he was entangled with her green silk, and his ears and temples were grinding...... His kiss was as tender and delicate as it had never been, and it was carefully kissed, tossing and turning, like a lost treasure.

Maybe this dream was too real, until she woke up, Shangguan Jiyue still felt that her cheeks were a little itchy, and her lips were a little numb.

Shangguan Jiyue's face was a little red, this was the first time, she actually had such a beautiful spring dream. And, ahem...... In her dreams, she seems to be the more enthusiastic and proactive one...... Although the man in the dream is him, he is still in a coma! Is she so desperate for him?

Shangguan Jiyue suddenly felt ashamed, and she blushed and secretly looked at the man lying beside her. He still slept as he had done last night, except that his shirt was crumpled on his chest and his collar was slightly open, revealing a small piece of his strong chest. Her face flushed again, could it be that she really did something to him last night?!

Shangguan Jiyue stretched out her hand to cover her face, and secretly glanced at Huang Fuchen from between her fingers. I don't know if it's her delusion, she feels that Huang Fuchen's face seems to be a lot more rosy than last night. If you look closely, it looks like you're really just asleep, not after being in a coma for days.

Shangguan Jiyue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and at the same time, a deep disappointment rose. Hasn't he woken up?

She stroked his brow bone with her fingertips, tracing every inch of his outline. Finally, she lowered her head slowly, but stopped less than a centimeter away from his lips.

She remembered the dream she had had before.

Shangguan Jiyue suddenly felt that she was taking advantage of the danger of others now, or maybe she was a thief, and she felt that her heartbeat was also a little unstable. With that thought, she quickly looked up, trying to move away from his lips.

Suddenly, her waist tightened, and a long, powerful arm wrapped around her waist, instantly stopping her from getting up and forcibly pulling her back. Her lips were impartial, worthy of his imprint.