"You want to go?" A low, magnetic voice came, like a magical force, which made people sink involuntarily.

"No, no, absolutely not." I came back to my senses and denied it vigorously. Subconsciously covering my chest with my hands, I think I must not be used to the security of not being wrapped in a chest cloth.

When he saw me like this, he snorted lightly, and said with disdain in his eyes: "Then go and lie down and drink the medicine, you are not lightly ill." Then he walked over me to the mat in front of the bed, flicked his wide sleeves, and sat down on his knees, the wide cuffs blowing a breeze towards me, and a refreshing scent of orchids filled my nostrils.

With a hint of embarrassment, I obediently returned to the collapse and lay down, a servant came in with a medicine bowl, I obediently drank it all again, and secretly said to myself, I must get better quickly, otherwise I will have the strength to run.

"Stretch out your right hand." He stretched out his right hand and said lightly to me.

"Reach out and do what? Who are you? "I was full of suspicion, and every word this man said to me was indifferent and detached, but with unquestionable majesty.

"Take the pulse." Impatient, he grabbed my right hand through his sleeve and put a handkerchief over my wrist, before finally clasping his three fingers around my wrist.

His slender white fingertips touched my skin through the handkerchief, and the faint coldness continued to spread to the skin of my wrists, and I found that my face was getting hotter and hotter.

"Ahem。。。。。。" Murong suddenly appeared, he had changed his clothes, the black hair that had been casually draped behind his back had been meticulously tied, wearing an official hat, and his clothes were no longer the flowing white clothes before, but a dark purple official robe that symbolized his identity.

Seeing him coming, although reluctantly, I still had to get up and kowtow to him, he stopped my hand, signaled me to excuse me, turned to the man in Tsing Yi, and asked, "Helan, how is her?" “

"The fever has subsided, and there is no major problem." is still faint, there is no change in his expression, it turns out that his name is Helan。。。。。。。

Murong sat down next to Helan by himself, staring at the red glow on my face, slightly suspicious: "But I see that her face is wrong, why is her face still so red when the fever has subsided?" Murong was still not at ease, and stretched out his hand to my face.

I blocked his hand and hurriedly said, "I'm fine." "I felt that my face was a little hotter again, damn Murong, I really didn't have a face to see people.

Helan put away the handkerchief, stood up, tucked the handkerchief into her sleeve, smoothed the wrinkles on her body, glanced at me, and said to Murong: "She's fine, I'll go back to the room first." Then, without waiting for a response, the lonely back quickly disappeared from sight.

Back to the room? Is it that kind of relationship are they?

My eyes rolled, wasn't this Murong the prostitute of the Great Qin Heavenly King when he first entered Qin, and now he has been released as a guard, and a person is naturally lonely and lonely, so Helan is not Murong's guest in the curtain, if these two people are together, tsk, how many girls are heartbroken, but these two people are both heavenly and human, and they are a good match. Look at his appearance, was he jealous just now?

Murong tapped my forehead with his folding fan: "What are you thinking?" Leave him alone, Helan has always been like this, but his medical skills are the best in the world. ”

I'm thinking that you and Helan are broken sleeves。。。。。

I woke up when he knocked me like this, and I remembered that I was wrapped in a chest cloth, and said cautiously: "My lord, I actually, actually, I am not。。。。。。。 ”

"You want to say you're actually a little lady?" Murong teased.

He was so straightforward, I didn't know what to say when I wanted to beg for mercy, and the bitter life experience I had seen in the original drama was useless.

"Actually, I knew it as soon as I saw you." Murong looked at me and pointed at my neck, "Look, you don't have an Adam's apple at all, and you still have piercings in your ears, hahaha。。。。。。 ”

Seeing that he looked like a villain, I blurted out: "You, since you know, why did you let your servant take me to the bath?" "After saying that, I regretted it, and my face turned a lot red, this Murong is simply my nemesis.

"Otherwise, how can Ziyu admit that she is a little lady?" Murong seemed pleased with my reaction, as the corners of his mouth went up unscrupulously. And I can only secretly hate in my heart: what a despicable villain, what does it matter if I am a man or a woman? If one day you fall into my hands, hum, you have good fruit to eat! However, I still didn't dare to make a mistake in front of him, so I could only be speechless.

He was happy enough, looked at me frowning, knew that I was unhappy, and opened his mouth to comfort me: "Ziyu, I'll tease you, your body is not well yet, rest early." After speaking, he also tucked the quilt for me, and saw that I was tightly covered, before turning around and preparing to leave.

"My lord... I suddenly remembered that there was another embarrassing thing, and said softly, "Ziyu's clothes。。。。。 “

"Ah, I almost forgot, Ziyu, you see my memory is really bad," his embarrassed expression seemed to have forgotten something. He shouted to the door again, "Ah Qiao, come in." ”

"Yes." A crisp answer sounded outside the door, and then a little girl about fourteen or fifteen years old came in from outside the door, respectfully saluted Murong, and saluted me again.

"Ziyu, from now on, Ah Qiao will be responsible for taking care of you, you can take care of your illness." Murong glanced at me and said with a meaningful smile, "Don't worry, Ziyu's clothes are all changed by Ah Qiao." ”

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the innocence is still there. But why do I need others to serve me?