After cleaning up the chessboard, Ding Bao picked up Si Yin with great effort, dragged his upper body to the bed and placed it.

"Hoo ......"

Ding Bao gasped, the weather was already hot, and such a workout was no different from carrying two bags of rice to the third floor.

She used to be able to do these things, but now this body is pampered, and her hands are used to pick flowers and tease birds all day long, when has she ever done this kind of physical work.

Si Yin lay on the bed, her eyes on the ceiling.

Suddenly, Ding Bao was lifted to the bed on both legs, straddling him and kneeling to his lower abdomen, then bent down, wrapped one hand around his waist, grabbed his arm with the other, gently pulled his upper body up, followed and then attached himself to the front, and the soft body was close to his chest......

Si Yin lowered his eyes and looked at the lamp behind Ding Bao, and his blue eyes were dark and obscure.

Does this maid know what she's doing?

She didn't know anything about herself, how could she feel at ease to stick her body over?

Si Yin's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but his body silently felt the temperature of the other party, and when his body touched inadvertently, a burst of softness hit, and his ears were full of the little maid's slightly aggravated gasps.

She held him against the wall, just like the other day, but today she was panting so hard that her breathing was not smooth.

Si Yin never noticed her physical contact with herself.

After all, over the years, he had become accustomed to ignoring all these transgressions.

But today, his attention was rarely attracted, and he was forced to feel the hot and soft touch, taking advantage of Ding Bao's lowered eyes, Si Yin looked at her face.

Under the light, the little maid's face was flushed, her eyes were no longer as bright as before, and her full red lips opened slightly when she gasped, revealing two snow-white teeth.

Looking at it closely, the little maid in front of her looks like a snow-white and soft little lamb, a docile and weak look, and she looks like she is easy to bully and fiddle with......

She was sick.

His face was damp, red, his breath was short, his movements to wipe his body became much slower, and his round eyes were a little less bright, and he looked a little listless.

Si Yin withdrew his gaze, trying to ignore the impatience and irritability in his heart.

This wilting look is really uncomfortable to look at.

Si Yin's dissatisfaction could only be expressed in his eyes, he was speechless, and could only silently watch Ding Bao pant and sit listlessly on the edge of the bed after wiping his body.

Tonight's story shouldn't be heard.

Si Yin sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the little maid sitting opposite, she hung her head and looked depressed, her long eyelashes fell a shadow, the little girl's eyes were blue and gray, and her thin body was indescribably fragile.

Her cough could be heard in the darkness.

Si Yin looked at her sideways, the little maid should be very uncomfortable, a small ball shrunk in the light, her long hair was slightly curly and scattered on her face, and the whole person was lying on the side of the bed, and one hand grabbed the corner of his quilt.

The sound of breathing gradually became slow, and the figure of the little maid did not move for a long time.

Si Yin looked at her sideways, and at this time, there was a gust of wind blowing in on the balcony that had not been closed, and the wind at night was a little cool, blowing cool and comfortable on her body, but the little girl on the side moved slightly, and her body shrank a little.

She slept beside her, it seemed that she should be a noble lady, and she didn't know how to take good care of herself when she was sick, so she leaned on her side with a pitiful look, and a lot of displeasure swelled in Si Yin's heart.

There is such a shortage of people in his palace, and he needs a sick maid to take care of himself?

He didn't care what he thought, but now he could only silently look at the person lying on his lap, feeling irritable.

Why does this damn wind keep blowing?

Ding Bao woke up in the middle of the night, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he felt dizzy, and he was top-heavy when he stood up.

She covered her head and snorted quietly.

Now it seems that the cold is not good, and the whole person is even more groggy and uncomfortable when blown by the night breeze last night, his hands and feet are very sore, and there is a clogged tinnitus in his ears, and his throat is even more dry and hoarse.

By the middle of the night, she might have had a fever.

The aristocratic lady's body is pampered, and she can catch a cold and fever by washing her hair and blowing a cold breeze, and her condition is more serious than she imagined, but fortunately, she can hold on.

The candles in the room had burned more than half, the cool breeze was still pouring in from the balcony, the curtains on the bed were stirred by the breeze, and the sick eyes were blurred, and the figure on the bed seemed to be different from the position she had placed before.

Ding Bao blinked and continued to look.

Si Yin's body did move, and under the soft quilt, the position of his arms changed slightly, which ordinary people couldn't see, but Ding Bao's sharp eyes noticed it at a glance.

Bazahei felt the abnormality of Ding Bao's body and reminded him.

"You better go to sleep first, the temperature difference between day and night is large in this season, and it is not easy to recover once you get sick, especially in this era, medical care is not developed, if the doctor comes, he may make your condition more serious."

After all, this is an era when colds and fevers need to be treated with rats and spiders, whether it is poor or rich, the treatment after being sick is that one has to stay up at home and wait for the body to heal itself, and the other has to be tossed by the doctor for two days and then wait for the body to heal itself.

Of course Ding Bao knows.

Although her head is dizzy now, her priorities are still clear.

Seeing that the time was almost up, she leaned against the wall and walked to the table to pour herself a glass of water, after drinking it, her throat was much more comfortable, but her brain was still not awake, in this half-awake and half-asleep state, she turned back to the bed, squinted her eyes and lay directly on the bed, one hand lifted the corner of the quilt to cover her stomach, the other hand was placed on her chest, and her two feet were hanging on the side of the bed.

Almost as soon as she lay down, she fell asleep.

Si Yin watched the little maid sleepwalk in a set of operations, and lay beside him in a daze.

The heat on her body was very high, her arms almost reached his legs, and when she lowered her eyes, the little maid had slept unknowingly, and the two red lips under her round and straight nose were slightly long, and she was breathing obediently and quietly.

Even if she fell asleep, she could feel her discomfort, she frowned and muttered in her mouth, and then a cool breeze blew in from the balcony, and the little maid seemed to be cold, and her body subconsciously shrank into the quilt, and then turned around and faced directly inward, close to Si Yin's thighs and fell asleep peacefully.

Si Yin sat at the head of the bed without moving, there was a burst of damp and warm breath from the outside of his thighs, and his body, which had already turned into a puppet, could feel everything from the outside world, and in a trance, Si Yin seemed to feel that his legs moved slightly.