Ye Zhiwei let out a big sneeze and woke up.

Her head was a little groggy, and she was wrapped tightly around her body.

Since the army went north, the weather has been getting colder and colder, and it rained again last night. When she woke up in the morning, she felt that even the quilt was damp, and even if she covered her body, she didn't feel warm.

At this time, Xiaolian came in from the outside and limped.

"What's going on?" Ye Zhiwei looked at her in surprise.

Xiaolian had a bitter face, "There was ice on the ground outside, and the slave didn't pay attention when she went out in the morning, so she fell." As she was talking, she suddenly saw Ye Zhiwei's face was not good, and couldn't help but say, "The princess feels uncomfortable?" ”

"Some headaches." Ye Zhiwei said.

"Later, the slave will go and fetch some hot soup." Xiaolian hurriedly said, "Do you want to inform the prince of Huisheng?" ”

"No need." Last night, Feng Duhan and Ye Huai'an discussed in the big tent of the Chinese army, and it was already a night, "You go and tell the kitchen to ask them to boil more ginger soup, put some chili peppers in the dishes to drive away the cold, and let the soldiers on duty last night drink some." ”

Suddenly the sky changed, presumably many soldiers would be sick, and it would be so cold even in the tent at night, let alone the soldiers who were on patrol at night outside.

Xiaolian answered.

After drinking a large bowl of ginger soup. Ye Zhiwei felt that her body was warm, but this was different from the usual warmth, she only felt that the sides of her cheeks were like a small red stove.

Xiaolian was shocked when she saw it, "Princess." You are infected with the wind and cold, and the slave and maid will go to the military doctor! ”

"Come back!" Ye Zhiwei stopped Xiaolian, "It's not a big deal, I'll just sleep." "If she goes to the military doctor, the news of her illness will soon reach the windy cold, and she doesn't want to distract him anymore.

Xiaolian was extremely uneasy, but she couldn't resist Ye Zhiwei's temper, so she had to find another quilt and cover her body.

Ye Zhiwei fell asleep in a daze, half-asleep and half-awake, with a splitting headache, and a fire burning in her throat.

Vaguely, she felt someone touching her forehead, and a slightly cool hand landed on her skin. It felt very comfortable.

She subconsciously leaned in the direction of the hand.

"The medicine is ready." Xiaolian's voice rang out.

"Bring it here." Ye Huai'an said, and reached out to take the medicine bowl.

Ye Zhiwei's eyes opened suddenly.

"Father......" She was about to speak, when a sharp cough rushed out of her throat.

Ye Huai'an frowned. Leaned over and helped her up, patting her on the back gently, "It's all mothers, why are you still so unable to take care of yourself, don't you know how to call a military doctor when you're sick, how did you persuade you to be a father before, how did you come here and take it all as a deaf ear......"

Ye Zhiwei sat there, dizzy for a while, and then listening to her father's "nagging", her head seemed to explode.

"Father...... Please spare me......" she really didn't have the strength to contradict him, "I'm wrong, can't I?" Don't say me again......"

Seeing that her daughter had just finished coughing and her teary eyes were hazy, Ye Huai'an's heart softened again. "Being a father is not worrying about you!" He sent the medicine bowl to Ye Zhiwei's mouth, "I'm afraid of nagging for my father, so I drank it all." ”

Ye Zhiwei looked at the black medicine bowl in front of her, she estimated that if she dared to say half a word at this time, Ye Huaian would definitely be angry.

Although she had never seen Ye Huai'an angry, in her shallow consciousness, she still felt awe of her father, so she had to open her mouth honestly and drink it.

The decoction was bitter and astringent, and she almost vomited it when she drank it.

"It's so bitter......" she wrinkled aggrievedly.

Ye Huai'an raised his hand and touched her forehead, "Good medicine is bitter, didn't you coax your father like this before?" ”

Ye Zhiwei pursed her mouth and leaned her head on her father's shoulder coquettishly.

Ye Huai'an was wearing a battle armor on her body, and the cold touch made her feel very comfortable.

"By the way, what about Twilight?" She didn't let Xiaolian go to find a military doctor, because she was afraid that this guy would also come to nag her.

"He's out with his troops." Ye Huai'an said, "Otherwise, you think you can fool around so easily?" ”

Ye Zhiwei didn't care about the dizziness, sat up straight and exclaimed, "Start attacking Cold Sand City?" ”

Ye Huai'an nodded.

Ye Zhiwei sat there, always feeling that something was wrong.

Even if they had an army of 30,000, Hansha City was definitely not something that could be captured in one day.

Ye Huai'an told Xiaolian carefully, and before he could finish speaking, a sergeant came to look for him outside.

Ye Zhiwei knew that her father was now in charge of military affairs and must be very busy, so she didn't keep him.

After Ye Huai'an left, she lay down to rest, and was just about to fall asleep, when she suddenly heard Xiaolian's low voice at the door: "The princess is asleep, what's the matter with Mr. Cai?" ”

Ye Zhiwei opened her eyes, "Mr. Cai?" Let him in. ”

Mr. Cai, as a confidant of the wind and twilight, rarely comes to her in normal times, but now that he has suddenly visited, there must be something important.

Mr. Cai entered the tent but just stood there, as if he didn't want to stay longer, "The prince wants to bring you a message to ...... next" Mr. Cai lowered his voice and said, "In today's battle, no matter what happens, the princess must stay calm." After speaking, he saluted Ye Zhiwei and hurriedly went out.

Xiaolian Qi said: "What's wrong with Mr. Cai, it's strange to say something." ”

Ye Zhiwei frowned and said nothing, Xiaolian didn't dare to say more, and served her to fall asleep again.

This time, Ye Zhiwei slept until it was getting late, and the sound of gold outside the camp was loud.

Xiaolian said: "The prince should also come back, does the princess want to get up and freshen up?" Because Ye Zhiwei didn't want Feng Duhan to know that she was sick, but the way she was lying on the bed now, no matter how she looked at it, it didn't look normal. Throw the year to help carry.

Ye Zhiwei sat up and nodded.

Xiaolian went out to fetch water, ready to come back and serve her to wash her face.

But Ye Zhiwei waited left and right, but she didn't see Xiaolian come back, and there was a noisy shouting outside the camp, as if someone was shouting at the military doctor.

Ye Zhiwei slowly got out of bed, and her body was still a little hot, so she casually pulled a thick coat and draped it on her body, and walked outside the tent door to look.

I saw a group of men and horses hurrying at the gate of the gate, and among them there were four sergeants carrying a stretcher, and on it lay a man, covered in blood......

Ye Zhiwei looked at it steadily, only to feel that the blood all over her body was cold.

Although it was only a glimpse, the figure of that person was very familiar to her, except for the wind and twilight, no one could wear a red-lined battle robe.

"Princess!" Xiaolian ran from a distance at this time, and when she saw her standing here, she hurriedly said, "Go back quickly, if the cold wind blows again, you will suffer." ”

Ye Zhiwei came back to her senses, and her brain hurt as if it had exploded.

"What's going on?" She pointed to the gang in the distance and entered the Chinese army's tent.

Xiaolian bit her lip, "The slave doesn't know, I heard those sergeants say that the prince was hit by a stray arrow." ”