When Song Yu heard Wei Youlan's hollow voice coming from the other end of the door, his heart was faintly worried, he gritted his teeth and kicked the door open.

There were still a lot of things to do in his study for Wei Youlan, so he had to make sure she was safe and sound, Song Yu explained to himself.

There is nothing else, of course there is no other reason, he is a man who is about to get married, he has a woman he loves very much, he has no other reason, and he can't have it.

But he didn't expect that when he saw Wei Youlan, who was so lost and depressed in the corner, what kind of story was contained in her small body.

Holding the cold and weak body, Song Yu had to frown.

She always didn't know how to take care of herself.

Wearing such thin clothes, where did she go on such a cold night?

Wei Youlan began to have a fever in the middle of the night, Song Yu ordered someone to decoct the medicine for her to drink, Wei Youlan, who drank the medicine, was confused and muttered to herself all night, but Song Yu never left her side all night, helping to change the wet cloth by her side, and she didn't sleep all night.

It wasn't until after noon that Wei Youlan woke up slowly, opened her eyes, and saw Song Yu, the king of An.

"You're awake!" Song Yu's eyes were smiling and shining in the warm sun, and he reached out to help Wei Youlan sit up from the bed.

"Why are you so careless!" Is this reproaching her?

"It's good that this king came over yesterday, otherwise you would have passed out in the room!"

"......" For a while, Wei Youlan didn't know how to answer, she had a deep memory of yesterday, but she didn't know how to explain it, how to explain it to be reasonable? It turns out that I still can't control my emotions to do what I want.

"Don't go to the study today or tomorrow to be on duty, this king will give you two days off, you have a good rest!" Song Yu carefully touched her forehead before sitting down on the chair next to the bed, what did she want to ask? But he still didn't ask, the woman in front of him was like a mystery, every time he saw her, his mind would involuntarily overlap her with the face he had been thinking about, Song Yu felt that he was going crazy, it seemed that she didn't want to tell him what happened yesterday.

"This king asked the kitchen to cook some white porridge, you got hot last night, you should eat something light!" Saying that, Song Yu brought down a warm casserole from the charcoal basin, and put the white porridge in it in a small bowl prepared on the side, fortunately, the temperature was still there, this was what he asked the kitchen people to boil this morning, and in the morning he hurried to the morning court, worried that Wei Youlan would be hungry when she woke up, so he kept warm on the charcoal basin, but she didn't wake up until noon.

"Lord Wang, you ...... Why are you so nice to slaves! Wei Youlan's voice was very low, her voice became hoarse because of the cold, she knew that it was taboo to ask such a direct question, but she still asked, and she didn't know why she asked.

"There are still many things waiting for you to do in this king's study!" Song Yu's tone was cold, and his answer was a matter of course.

"......" Wei Youlan watched silently as Song Yu scooped up the porridge with a small spoon and put it to her mouth, half a sound, she opened her mouth and swallowed the warmth, she was not satisfied with this answer, it seemed that she had to work harder, push him, thinking of this, Wei Youlan suddenly had an evil thought in her heart.

Even if Ling Xiaohan didn't have you, I relied on my own strength, and revenge would continue.

After obediently eating two bowls of porridge, Song Yu brought the decoction to Wei Youlan again, and watched her drink the medicine before helping her lie down: "You continue to sleep!" He helped her pull the quilt tight, with a light movement, as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.

"Master, are you leaving?" Wei Youlan asked shyly, her voice was soft, her eyes were full of pleading, she wouldn't ask him to stay, because it would be too cheap.

Song Yu originally needed to go to the palace to do errands in the afternoon, but Wei Youlan's expression and eyes made him hesitate.

"The emperor announced that the king entered the palace, and the king must go!" Half-ringing, Song Yu spoke.

"Will you come back in the evening?" Wei Youlan's voice was so light that even Song Yu barely heard it clearly, but after all, it was only almost.

"Do you need this king?" Song Yu asked rhetorically, he was shocked after asking, what was he talking about?

Wei Youlan's smile was very light, like a mist, faintly floating between her eyebrows, Song Yu couldn't help but look stunned, and only came back to her senses after half a ring, and turned around in embarrassment: "This king will send a little maid to take care of you, and when I have time, this king will come over to see you!" He said in a hurry, and hurried out of the dormitory, followed by the sound of the door opening and closing.

Sitting in the study of Nuoda, under Ling Xiaohan's fingers was the secret report sent by the "number" this morning, everything is ready and only the east wind is owed, now he only needs an order, and the scene of sowing discord directed by Su Tongwen seven years ago will be staged again on his own body immediately.

But? Now things have taken a subtle turn.

He didn't know what the point of doing this for Wei Youlan was now, she was more cold-blooded than he thought, he didn't expect that she would become such a strong, calculating woman, and she was indeed no longer the girl who would cry quietly because she was lost in the orchid, so should she let her go, or continue with the original plan? 166 Reading Network