In the spring season, the weather is warm, but the person on the couch is covered with a thick blanket.

Yun Yanzheng approached the bed, pulled his wrist from the thick blanket, and his skin was still hot to the touch, once again confirming that the pulse seemed to be a disease of wind and cold. She is not familiar with pathology, since even the imperial doctor said that it was wind and cold, it should be true, but with her understanding of pharmacology, how could she not prescribe the right medicine at the beginning of the disease, but let herself fall into this coma? If the disease is treated according to the wind and cold, the onset of the disease should not cause people to lose consciousness all of a sudden.

Is this poison? Or Gu?

Yun Yanzheng's heart suddenly shuddered, and he lowered his eyes to see that his fair and handsome face was plain, but at this moment, he was already pale and thin, and the dark cyan under his eye sockets faintly appeared. She meticulously recalled the secret whistle report of monitoring the "Weiyun Garden" these days, Gu Xi once poured out a pot of good pre-rain tribute tea; He once burned a set of fine silk clothes; He also used a good carving knife.

She knew that King Heng's Mansion had always been loose on the outside and tight on the inside. It seems to be loose, and everyone can send spies in, but the third brother has already cultivated his own henchmen to defend himself in unknown places. For the people he values, such as Gu Xi, he will definitely let his henchmen secretly take care of him, but the other party can still infiltrate King Heng's mansion, not only for her and the third brother's lives, but also for the Gu Yi around them.

Are these the true intentions of the other party, or do they want to blame the emperor to make them suspicious and secretly demons, dividing the already extremely weak trust between them and the emperor? Or did the emperor foolishly want to take the opportunity to get rid of these two henchmen in this troubled water, and did these things to destroy the Great Wall?

"Water ......"

Her thoughts were unsuccessful, she was interrupted, and she moved her contemplative eyes, and when she fell on the couch, the man's eyes were still closed, and his lips were pale and he murmured: "Water ......" Suddenly, some gratuitous fragility hit her heart. Su Rili, this person always looks unfathomable, Zhizhu is in his hand, I can't imagine that he is sick in bed like today, like the helplessness of ordinary people.

She smiled softly at the corner of her lips, let go of his wrist, and turned to pour a cup of tea from the rosewood table. The jade soup is already cold, and luck warms the juice between your fingers. Yun Yanzheng gently lifted his shoulder and neck with his right hand, letting You Gu Xi lean on her shoulder in a delirious manner, and took the cup with his left hand to carefully feed him water little by little.

The weight of Gu Yan's half body leaned on her shoulders, and he could deeply sense the hot body temperature that could still be clearly transmitted to her through her clothes, and Yun Yanzheng couldn't help frowning slightly. Although she has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, she is more informal than ordinary ladies and young women, but after all, it is the first time to personally serve an adult man who is sick in bed, and she is so close, the special faint fragrance of herbs on his body and the man's Fang Gang breath linger, and her jade white cheeks can't help but shine with a hint of red light.

Even so, she slowly and patiently fed him a glass of water, her head hanging very low so that not a little water would drip on the hem of his clothes, and her eyes were almost unblinking at the subtle movement of his lips. The tip of her nose was very close to his cheek, and she touched it unexpectedly, only to feel that the skin was smooth as clotted fat, warm as fire, and her heart trembled, and her heart had never jumped so suddenly.

Yun Yanzheng shook his head, clenched the porcelain cup in his hand, and was afraid that he would spill water on his body in a trance. The thick blanket had already slowly slid down Gu Xi's inclined body, revealing the snow-white undershirt under him, and because of the loose tie of the placket, the placket was loose, revealing a small piece of smooth and soft skin on the snow-white neck and even chest. The light in the room is dim, and it looks even more delicate and charming, like an epiphany blooming in the dark night, charming and dazzling. Her gaze flickered there a few times, and then returned to his face, which was still enough to take one's breath away even though it was sick and unconscious, especially when she looked at it so closely, the pounding sound in her heart seemed to be audible even to herself.

The eyebrows are so black, like ink-dyed distant mountains; The eyelashes are so long, like slender butterfly wings; The bridge of the nose is so straight, like a mountain of white jade; The lip flap is so soft, like a light flower color; The pinna is so beautiful, like a delicate crescent moon...... His facial features are all beautiful, and he already feels pure and immortal from a distance on weekdays, but he is like an iceberg jade man who cannot be approached. Looking at it so carefully now, Yun Yanzheng couldn't help but purse her lips, her cheeks became hotter and hotter, and she felt that the beauty of the young man who relied on her was thrilling, and there was a deterrent power that made her intoxicated. His whole person is like a glass white jade carving, which makes people have to give birth to a kind of careful thinking about him from their hearts.

Yun Yanzheng was swaying an inexplicable feeling of weakness from his heart, but Gu Xi's snort swept warmly across her neck again and again, and her hand holding his shoulder involuntarily tightened. Fang was in a trance, and suddenly felt that her hand holding the tea cup was warm, and she turned her eyes to look, but it was lightly covered by a warm hand, and her heart was stunned as if she were stunned for an instant. But seeing that his eyes were still closed, as if he had never been awake, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and heard him murmuring, as thin as a mosquito: "Ah Yan, why do you have the heart to leave me?" ”

She suddenly felt a sudden in her heart, Ah Yan, are you calling her?

Immediately, I heard him whisper again: "When I was in Yunchu Valley, you said that even if you die, you will not leave me?" Why did you later go back on your word? Why the backtracking? Why the backtracking? He asked this sentence three times in a row, one by one, one sentence at a time, extremely lingering and compassionate, and extremely heart-wrenching.

After a slight blank in Yun Yanzheng's mind, he gradually realized that he was calling someone else? Is it someone else who is questioning? In her memory, she had never been to Yunchu Valley, let alone seen this young man, nor had she ever said these words? Who is going back on him? What is the reason for the unbelievable?

Her heart felt a little pity for no reason, and gently rubbed his shoulder, as if to comfort his unstable dreaming soul in his sleep. And the sleeping boy also approached her neck as if attached, subconsciously buried his face in her warm neck socket, and a touch brushed the delicate skin on her neck intentionally or unintentionally, as if his lips kissed her unintentionally?

Yun Yanzheng was suddenly startled, and he didn't dare to make any more movements, the hand holding his shoulder stopped there a little stiff, and the hand holding the cup was still held by the slender and hot hand and stopped in mid-air. The room was silent for a while, only breathing and smelling. Her heartbeat was pillowed by him under the slender jade neck, the pulses of the two seemed to be pulling and beating each other, and time flew by like flowing water, accompanied by him and whispered softly: "Ah Yan, for more than two years, I miss you so much, I can't forget it if I want to." You've forgotten about me completely, and you're really ruthless.

His hand had not moved, but now his thumb gently stroked the fingers of her cup, and the murmuring tone was dull and bitter. Although Yun Yanzheng knew that he was not talking to him at this time, and what he said was not for her, he just couldn't bear to push this person away, as if he couldn't bear to let him rely on him when he seemed so fragile and helpless, and didn't let him pour out the depression in his heart.

Which woman got his affection? In the end, he abandoned him again?

Yun Yanzheng pondered, but his fingers were wrapped in his warm palms and clenched. His very thin and soft murmur also came faintly in his ears: "No matter where you flee, you can't escape, Ah Yan." How can you do this, that, and that kind to me, and then destroy my innocence, and still abandon me? ”

His breath blew in her ears, tickling to avoid it, and his words made her face red. Yun Yanzheng began to feel that it was still inappropriate for him to listen to it anymore, otherwise he would not know what kind of secrets he would hear below?

Wouldn't it be terrible if one day he came to his senses and found out that he knew so many secrets about him? Extremely embarrassing?

Yun Yanzheng broke free of his hand with a little force, put the porcelain cup down on the low table on the side, supported him with both hands and moved him back to the quilt, and pulled the blanket tightly again. She lowered her eyes and glanced at him, and then left in a hurry, turning around and not looking back, for fear that the young man in front of her would open his eyes and wake up the next moment, and then recall that her dream was heard by her, and the secret of her heart was known to her.

She shuddered all over her body, and the consequences were unimaginable.

The boy on the bed nestled comfortably in the thick blanket, secretly opened a trace of his eyes, revealing a clear gaze like water, and quickly went out with the white figure. A faint smile curled up at the corner of his eyes, there was both ridicule and helplessness in his eyes, and there was more bitterness and unwillingness.

Yun Yanzheng, Bai Zhengyan, Ah Yan, Gu Xi is here, where are you going?

The twilight was like ink, and in the dead of night, even the attendants of the night watch were sleepy by the door. A dark shadow sneaked up from the wall, ghostly raised its hand and knocked the person to the ground, then swung down the slumbering cigarette bomb in his hand. Quietly, only the sound of gusts of wind swept through the fallen leaves in the yard, making a thin rope sound.

The dark shadow carefully lifted the window sash, and naturally his gaze fell on the tea set in the room. Every cup there was rubbed with coma-inducing drugs that would enter the body as soon as water was drunk from those cups. The people in the house are very careful these days, and they don't eat or drink anything that is not brought by the attendant sent by Yun Yanjin, but the only thing he misses is Yun Yanzheng.

Something with typhoid fever is not poisonous, even if it is a person who is good at poisoning, it is not easy to detect, if such an object hangs on the bed every day and breathes every day when sleeping, it is easy for people to be infected with typhoid fever.