The water of the glacial river was cold into the bone marrow, and when he was in it, it was like ten thousand ice needles piercing the heart and spleen meridians, his body was stiff, his blood was stagnant, and Shangguan Jiyue's consciousness was gradually blurred.

Who is it? Who's calling her Yue'er? The voice was so frightened and anxious, heartbreaking, so warm and familiar, low and magnetic, that she couldn't help but want to rely on it as if she had found a belonging.

She wanted to open her eyes to see who was calling her, but her eyelids were heavy and she didn't have the strength to open them anymore. Before losing consciousness, this was the last memory left in Shangguan Jiyue's mind......

The snow was falling, the cold wind was howling, and the sky and the earth were vast, and the eyes were full of whiteness.

Camp Shenlong.

The Lord closed the doors and windows of the barracks, hung cotton curtains, and burned four or five braziers in the room, and the charcoal fire in the basin was red, and the whole room was baked warm like spring.

There were as many as four or five high quilts on the bed, and under the quilt was a thin and delicate woman, whose face was as white as paper, her lips were blue and purple, her eyelashes were drooping, her eyes were closed, and her hair was like ink scattered on the pillow. Even though the quilt on her body was piled up like a hill, she still shivered uncontrollably with cold, her small body curled up into a ball, and her teeth "gurgle".

Huang Fuchen sat on the edge of the bed, his face was solemn, his eyes were dark red, his starry eyes were full of deep worry and panic, his hands were interlocked with the woman's ten fingers under the quilt, and from time to time he injected internal force for the woman to keep out the cold.

Looking at Shangguan Jiyue's lifeless pale face, she was as weak as a fallen leaf swaying in the wind and snow, crumbling. His eyebrows furrowed, and a trace of pain crossed his eyes, and he couldn't bear the pain for her.

"Liuxia! Go get a brazier again! The voice was hoarse like a trapped beast, depressed and low.

"Yes! Your Highness! Liuxia's answer sounded outside the door, and he hurried away only to hear the footsteps on the snow.

After a while, Liu Xia brought another brazier, and after carefully placing it, he lowered his eyes and walked to the door to stand, and the corner of his eye secretly swept towards Huangfu Chen, but did not go out.

"Is there anything else?"

"Your Highness, Miss Shangguan, she ...... Is she okay? ”

"Of course she's fine!" Huang Fuchen raised his head slowly, his dark red eyes were bloodshot, and his hand on the couch was clenched uncontrollably, and every word was as clear and firm as an oath, "This palace will never allow her to have anything to do!" ”

"Your Highness, you haven't closed your eyes all night, and you still have a fever, or you ......."

"Get out!"

Hearing this, Liu Xia raised his eyes worriedly and glanced in the direction of the bed, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something more, but finally he turned into a straight line again, did not say a word again, was stunned for a moment, turned around and walked out.

Not long after Liuxia went out, Feige's respectful voice came from outside the door: "Doctor Cheng, please come here." ”

Huang Fuchen's gaze had been fixed on Shangguan Jiyue's face, and when he heard the movement outside the door, he couldn't help but tremble his eyelashes slightly, and his eyes showed a look of hope.

He hurriedly got up and walked to the door, and before Feige knocked on the door for instructions, he opened the door, opened the cotton curtain, and stood by the door to greet Dr. Cheng in person.

Doctor Cheng has reached the age of antiquity this year, a person from Huaiyang, surnamed Cheng Mingyun, and the word is clear.

In the family, since the time of the ancestors, he has been a doctor for generations, and Dr. Cheng is a highly skilled doctor with valuable medical ethics. When it was in his twilight years, he resigned as the head of the Tai Hospital and returned to his homeland to enjoy his old age.

If Feige hadn't gone to invite him in person with Huangfu Chen's prince token this time, I am afraid that Cheng Qinglu's family would never allow the old man to go out to diagnose people in this cold winter of wind and snow.

When Huangfu Chen came out, Feige was bowing down to help Cheng Qinglu out of the soft sedan chair, only to see that he was wearing a half-worn earthy gray shirt, with silver hair, a kind face, although his face was full of ravines and wrinkles, but he was full of energy and gentle eyes.

"See Your Highness!"

Seeing Huang Fu Chen standing in the wind and snow outside the door to greet him in person, Cheng Qinglu was stunned, hurriedly stepped forward, stopped three steps away from Huang Fu Chen, and bowed in advance.

Huangfu Chen stepped forward, supported Cheng Qinglu's arms with both hands, and returned the salute: "On such a snowy and cold day, there is also a visit from the head of the Lao Cheng Academy, and the palace is really sorry." ”

Cheng Qinglu was supported by Feige, and stubbornly bowed to Huangfu Chen before he said, "Thanks to His Royal Highness's years of guarding, this Huaiyang City can be stable for many years and avoid the smoke of war. ”

"Cheng Yuan's first words are serious, it is a man's duty to protect the family and defend the country, and this hall is only within the duty office, you say this, but it makes me feel ashamed."

Cheng Qinglu looked at Huangfu Chen and nodded secretly, did not hide the admiration in his eyes, and folded his fists with a solemn face, put his head over his shoulders, and said to the north: "Your Highness is magnanimous and broad-minded, when I see it today, I really have the emperor's heroic posture back then!" ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his eyes darkened, and he immediately recovered as before.

Father? He's never looked at himself in the eye......

Huang Fuchen suppressed the bitterness that surged in his heart, and did not answer Cheng Qinglu's words, but just bowed to him again and said some respectful words.

"Your Highness's gift is really old!" Cheng Qinglu looked at the worried look in Huang Fuchen's eyes that couldn't be concealed, smiled heartily, and said, "Is it because Your Highness invited the old man to listen to these polite words?" ”

"Cheng Yuanshou, hurry up and please!"

Huangfu Chen was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of gratitude, and he took Cheng Qinglu's arm from the flying singer and personally invited him into the house.

Seeing this, Feige turned around and took out the medicine box from the soft sedan chair, straddled it on his shoulder, and then walked towards the house. When passing by Liuxia, he paused, saw Liuxia's worried look, sighed, and finally didn't say anything, reached out to pick up the cotton curtain, and walked into the house.

In front of the bed, Cheng Qinglu was taking the pulse of Shangguan Jiyue, his face was solemn, and his two silver-white eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

Huang Fuchen stood aside, the worry in his eyes was clearly visible, his eyes were flowing back and forth on the exposed curtain of Hao wrist and Cheng Qinglu's solemn expression, the hands behind him were clenched tightly, the green tendons on the back of the hands were bursting up, and the knuckles of the fingers were white.

Feige gently put the medicine box on the table, and after bowing to Cheng Qinglu and Huangfu Chen, he retreated silently.

Outside the door, Liu Xia saw Feige come out, hurriedly pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice, "What's the situation inside?" ”

Feige shook his head with a heavy face: "It depends on the situation, it's not good." ”

"What then?" When Liu Xia heard this, she was anxious, rubbed her hands and spun in place, stepping on the snow under her feet to "creak", leaving a messy footprint, "If Miss Shangguan has three long and two short, His Highness will definitely not be able to stand it!" ”

Feige was speechless, only focusing on the snow. Although His Royal Highness is introverted, he is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he has long been deeply rooted in love and difficult to extricate himself. If Miss Shangguan has three longs and two shorts this time, it will be a fatal blow to His Highness.