Facing Xie Junyou's questioning, Nan Song suppressed his eyebrows and said indifferently, "You think too much, I haven't hated you."

The man didn't believe it, smiled coldly, and didn't really argue with her.

Come to think of it, what he did before was indeed not gentle, and it was full of a lot of tricks. At first, he only felt that he could transfer his feelings for Nanyu from her.

Afterward.....

Xie Junyou sighed in his heart, who can tell the emotional matter.

He got up from the stool, walked out with his hands in his hands, begged for food from her, and beckoned the attendant in.

One dish after another was served, Xie Junyou set up a table in the courtyard and ate dullly.

Nan Song watched in the room, slightly dumbfounded, and then slammed the door shut.

If she doesn't want to have the slightest intersection with him, but reality doesn't allow it, then she will pull the distance farther.

That night, Xie Junyou had a high fever in the tent.

Xu is pampered body has been infected with cold due to the reversal of the past few days, and he has been hungry again during the day, although he has eaten later, he has not eaten much.

It seems that he was not in a good mood after Nan Song was indifferent to him, and he only moved a few chopsticks during the day and lost his appetite.

And then the night went on.

Xie Junyou draped all the blankets around him that could be wrapped around him, his body curled up, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and the breath he exhaled was cold.

After all, the tent can't keep out the wind.

The man was just amused, he had always been physically strong, and he had lived outside with Nanyu before, but he had never been like this tonight.

Xie Junyou didn't know if God was helping him, or if he was torturing him even more.

He didn't want to go to Nansong.

can know that the woman dislikes him, Xie Junyou only lies in the tent, and when he feels cold, he forces himself to sleep, and he feels trembling all over, so he calms his mind.

In the second half of the night, he burned dizzily, and his skin was as hot as fire.

The chill that emanated from the inside out made it useless for him to shrink into a ball. Xie Junyou opened his eyes and looked outside.

He remembered that the patio in the courtyard.

When the man was unconscious, he made a decision.

He stepped out of the tent, went to the patio, and picked up the empty bucket on the ground.

Men are so dizzy when they do these things that they see double visions in front of them. He found the twine on the well and tied the empty bucket.

Cast it.

Xie Junyou thought to himself that if he accidentally fell headlong at any time at this time, Nan Song would clap his hands at that time.

When a man thinks of this, his heart hurts.

He sat on the edge of the well with his hands propped up and looked at the direction of the house, now that it was pitch black, Nan Song should be sleeping soundly with Xi'er.

Xie Junyou turned the handle and shook the cold well water up little by little.

In order to cool down, he only did this way, and when a bucket full of cold water poured over his head, he only felt that his whole body was much more sober.

The movement outside is noisy to the people inside.

Nan Song has been crazy before, and her sleep has been very shallow, and she used to be on an errand in the palace, so it was common for her to stay awake all day and night.

The slightest movement would have disturbed her.

She gathered her clothes and looked out.

At this time, he is the only one who can move outside, but what is he doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?

Out of curiosity, Nan Song put on his shoes and walked to the window.

Quietly pushing open a small crack, she was afraid that she would be discovered by Xie Junyou, so she was extra careful.

Who knew that she saw a drenched man standing by the patio......

He's not going to jump into a well, is he?

This thought first came to Nan Song's heart, and she couldn't care about anything anymore, so she hurriedly closed the window and walked towards the door.

At this time, Xie Junyou was indeed very similar to the posture of jumping into the well, and the tall man lowered his head, looking lonely and resolute.

He staggered by the well, bending over to fetch a second bucket of water.

At this moment, his waist was hugged - Nan Song's heart was frightened, and he hugged him very much

tight, and didn't care about his soaking wet.

Nan Song's voice came from behind:

"Don't do stupid things, Your Majesty, I'm just refusing you, you don't have to think about it like this-"

"Your Majesty! Don't jump."

Well?

Xie Junyou was stunned by the woman's frightened words, and her lowered hands tightened.

The man turned his back to her, and when he saw his arms around his waist, his burning confused heart suddenly had an idea.

He said, "Let go."

"No, I'll never see you do such a thing,"

Xie Junyou: "I order you to let go."

"No, you can't!"

Nan Song was really anxious, and said thoughtlessly, "If the emperor wants to jump, then you can jump elsewhere, I will never see you jump into a well at my house."

"Huh." Xie Junyou didn't know what to say for a while.

Should he be happy, or should he be uncomfortable?

The woman's words hurt his heart and gave him hope.

His palms covered her hands, and the heat came, and it was very hot.

Nan Song felt a little strange when he was burned.

Xie Junyou: "Who said I was going to jump into a well? What's wrong with me, do you feel it yourself?"

His palms were so hot just by hand, let alone anywhere else.

The man was stunned when he saw her, so he suddenly took her hand and walked into his clothes, and ripped off the neckline for her to touch.

Nan Song shuddered.

The palm of the hand touched the man's well-defined muscles in the next moment.

"Clear?"

Xie Junyou said in a low voice, "I have a fever."

Nan Song suddenly took his hand away.

With her arms gone, she hurriedly pulled away and took a few steps back.

Xie Junyou turned around at this moment.

The bright moon was shining on it, Nan Song's face was pale, and his predecessor was also clinging to his body because of his wet clothes.

The cool breeze blew and made her shiver.

The man's gaze drooped darkly.

All in front of her clothes. Xie Junyou said slowly, "If I can, can I enter your room?"

"You ......"

"Nansong, for the sake of me and you having shared the same bed, don't refuse me."

「......」

Xie Junyou said it was too gripping.

Kiyojun's face also became worrisome in the night.

Out of sympathy, she led him into the room, and she did not let him into the back room where Xi'er slept, but only let him sit outside.

She gave him a cloth to wipe his body on, told him to take off his wet clothes and wipe his wet hair.

Xie Junyou did so.

However, Nan Song did not have a man's clothes in the house, and she searched for a long time and only found a coarse cloth sheet, but she handed it to him.

"First, let's make do with it."

Nan Song said softly.

Xie Junyou took it.

Without dodging, he should even take off his wet clothes.

Nan Song turned around abruptly, quickly walked away from him, and went to the kitchen to boil water.

Xie Junyou only left a pair of trousers, and the man wrapped the sheet and put the wet clothes on the ground, sat on the stool arranged for him by Nan Song, and stroked his forehead.

He burned too badly.

As if to steam all the water in his body, Xie Junyou raised his head and suddenly found that the door of the inner room that was still hidden before had opened a crack at this time.

Xi'er's half-faced face was revealed.

The little girl should have been woken up by him, and secretly got up to look.

Her dark eyes stared straight at Xie Junyou, with a questioning expression.

Xie Junyou smiled.

It's a little funny to think that the two of them are looking at each other so much at such a late hour.

The man raised his hand and hooked his finger at her—

"Come here."