Ren Pingsheng was stunned and turned his head to look.

Chang An was lying flat on the bed, his willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, his face was covered with a veil, and he couldn't see whether his red lips were moving.

"Ma'am?"

Ren Pingsheng leaned down and approached Chang An, who closed his eyes tightly, trying to hear what she was saying.

"Hmm"

Chang An let out a vague murmur, exhaled bursts of hot air, and landed on Ren Pingsheng's side face, feeling so warm.

This will not work

Ren Pingsheng no longer hesitated, and said softly: "Don't worry, madam, I'll go back when I go." ”

After speaking, he stood up, walked outside the house, called a maid, and gave a few instructions.

Soon.

The maid brought a basin of warm water and a basin of cold water.

Ren Pingsheng picked up the handkerchief, soaked it in cold water, folded it into a square, returned to the bed, and gently touched Chang An's forehead.

"Hmm"

At first contact with the cold handkerchief, Chang An's long eyelashes fluttered, and his willow eyebrows frowned tighter.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng coaxed a few words softly, and seeing that her brows gradually eased, he gently put the handkerchief soaked in cold water on it.

Soak another handkerchief in warm water.

glanced at Chang An's white neck covered with beads of sweat, and wanted to wipe her body, but he was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to do it.

Although he and Chang An are husband and wife, they have almost never met before this.

Even today, I haven't seen her true face, and I can't help but feel offended by rashly wiping her body.

In fact.

It stands to reason that in this case, it is okay to do something intimate.

But Chang'an's psychology has been hit hard after all, and he can't treat her like other women.

Wouldn't it be counterproductive if she woke up and found herself defenseless and her PTSD worsened.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng was no longer entangled, and planned to call a maid in.

Just as he was about to get up, a soft jade hand suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

looked at Chang An, and saw that her willow eyebrows were frowning tighter, and she could vaguely see the sandalwood under the veil moving slightly, making a vague murmur.

Ren Pingsheng leaned down again and listened attentively, what she said was. Don't leave.

"Okay, I'm not leaving."

Ren Pingsheng replied softly, sat down again, and looked down, his sleeves were still tightly held by the jade hand.

It can be seen that Chang An is cold on weekdays, looking like he is not close to anyone, but deep down he still desperately longs for someone to accompany him, which is also in line with the characteristics of PTSD patients.

"Then again, maybe only when she's sick, feverish, and confused, can you see the soft side hidden under her cold shell."

Thinking so, Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, put the handkerchief back into the basin with warm water, and waited for Jiang Chuyue to come back.

After waiting for half a stick of incense, I still didn't see Jiang Chuyue's figure.

On the bed, Chang An's face was a little ruddy, but the sweat was getting more and more.

The clothes were soaked with sweat and clinged tightly to the slender body, reflecting the bumps and bumps of the figure.

Ren Pingsheng saw it, but he didn't have a feeling of charm in his heart, and he was just worried about his own wife.

Chang An's cultivation was abolished, and the days of re-cultivation were not long, and his physical fitness was probably no different from ordinary people.

I have been wearing clothes wet with sweat and a veil on my face, and after a long time, my condition will inevitably worsen.

As soon as he thought of this, Ren Pingsheng made up his mind.

"Can't wait."

He reached out and picked up the handkerchief, wrung it out, and looked at Chang An who was lying quietly on the bed.

After hesitating for a second, he reached out and tugged at her collar to the side, gently wiping the beads of sweat from her neck with a handkerchief.

Boom.

Ren Pingsheng subconsciously looked at it, and saw Chang An's fair face smudged with a touch of redness, which became more and more ruddy, his red lips opened lightly, and his breathing became rapid.

"Fever again?"

Ren Pingsheng looked at the veil on her face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

After the fever, her breathing was not as smooth as before, and she was still veiled, so it was no wonder that her face was ruddy and her breathing was short.

If it doesn't work, take it off.

The lesser of two evils is an expedient measure.

Thinking of this, Ren Pingsheng made a decision and reached for the veil on Chang An's face.

Before his hand touched the veil, he saw Chang An's eyelashes fluttering.

In the next second, the wet eyes slowly opened.

looked at Ren Pingsheng in a slightly confused manner, and his voice trembled: "Don't"

Don't pick it up?

Ren Pingsheng hesitated for a moment, and coaxed her softly, wanting to coax her to take off the veil.

Chang An's wet eyes glanced to the side, still in a subtle and trembling voice: "No"

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng sighed in his heart.

I can't understand why Chang An has such a deep obsession with wearing a veil, and even wears it on the night of the candle in the cave room.

Is it just because of low self-esteem and fear that I will see her ruined true face?

On second thought, this may not be the case.

As the saying goes, a woman is the one who pleases herself.

Although Ren Pingsheng and her have never met, after all, they have the name of husband and wife, and there is a high probability that they are also husband and wife.

Which young woman is willing to show her ugly side in front of her husband?

Especially when they first came into contact, many young couples even had to hold back their farts, even if they were uncomfortable, they had to separate it and then release it, let alone their disfigured faces.

It's all caused by the demon clan, and sooner or later they will be paid for by blood.

Ren Pingsheng's eyes were low, he no longer forced, silently withdrew his hand, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but before he could open his mouth, he heard Chang An's delicate voice sound.

"Cold"

Ren Pingsheng looked over, saw Chang An's body trembling slightly, thought about it, got up and opened the cabinet on the side.

There was a thin quilt of silk cloth inside, and some clothes worn by women, most of which were new clothes prepared by the maid for Chang An, and a few were brought by Chang An himself.

took out the thin quilt from the cabinet, unfolded it, and planned to cover it for Chang An, but dimly heard the delicate voice sound again.

"Hug"

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned.

Did you hear me right?

What Chang An said is. Embrace?

Hold what, hold her, or hold the quilt.

For a while, Ren Pingsheng was a little in a trance, looking down, through a veil, he couldn't see Chang An's expression clearly, he could only see her gently fluttering eyelashes, as well as her slightly undulating chest, and that pair of wet eyes.

Obviously not very familiar, how could he let himself hug her with Chang'an's character.

I guess I heard it wrong.

Thinking so, Ren Pingsheng unfolded the quilt and gently spread it on Chang An's body.

Moved a chair, sat at the head of the bed, and watched her quietly.

Chang An's bumpy body, shrunk in the quilt, only revealing a small head, looked at Ren Pingsheng with waves, and his eyes seemed to say not to go.

"Madame, don't worry, I'm not going anywhere, I'm just here to guard Madame."

Ren Pingsheng stretched out a hand, put it on the quilt, and patted it gently twice as if soothingly.

The voice fell.

Chang An's eyelashes fluttered twice, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Ren Pingsheng is still not at ease to let a patient with a high fever be veiled all the time.

After pondering for a few seconds, he said softly: "I'll blindfold and take off the veil for my wife, okay?" ”

Chang An, who closed his eyes tightly, shook his head gently.

Ren Pingsheng said: "I promise my wife that it is also for the good of my wife to never open my eyes and take off the veil, if I keep wearing the veil and my breathing is not smooth, my condition will worsen." ”

This time.

Chang An didn't shake his head, but he didn't agree, his eyelids jumped slightly, as if he was entangled.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng was a little helpless.

Chang An and Yunhe are worthy of being sisters, just like the same childishness.

However, Yunhe's childishness is because he is young and is too well protected.

And Chang An is childish.

It should be from self-isolation after the injury.

After a few seconds of silence, Ren Pingsheng spoke again and said softly like a child: "Madam is obedient." ”

The voice fell.

Chang An's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a while, his head nodded slightly.

The movement was light, but it was obvious that it was nodding.

Is this agreed?

Ren Pingsheng was overjoyed, and he was about to look for something blindfolded, but before he could get up, he heard a sound of footsteps outside the house.

When I turned my head to look, I saw a small figure walking outside the window, followed by a person.

Then, Jiang Chuyue's soft and glutinous voice sounded.

"Shizi, the slave is back!"

“.”

Ren Pingsheng originally planned to ask Jiang Chuyue to hand over the palace entry token to the guards and ask the guards to ask for the imperial doctor, but she didn't expect that she would run away by herself.

Helpless in his heart, he said, "Enter." ”

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Jiang Chuyue walked in, followed by the imperial doctor in official uniform.

Ren Pingsheng looked up and found that the imperial doctor was actually a woman, looking not very old, carrying a medicine box in her hand.

"Shizi, this is Imperial Doctor Zhao, with superb medical skills, and he is famous in Beijing."

Jiang Chuyue opened her mouth to introduce.

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly, gave up his position, and said in a gentle tone: "I'm tired of Imperial Doctor Zhao." ”

"The matter of duty, the son of the world is polite."

Imperial Doctor Zhao replied without saying more, walked to Chang An's side, reached out and took Chang An's slender jade arm out of the quilt, and began to take the pulse.

After a while, she withdrew her hand, looked at Chang An's face, observed it carefully for a moment, and then closed her eyes, looking very focused, as if listening to something.

Ren Pingsheng and Jiang Chuyue stood aside, holding their breath and waiting quietly.

Time passed, and after a stick of incense, Imperial Doctor Zhao opened his eyes, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and said lightly: "Her Royal Highness the princess is overthinking, and the Yuan Shen is damaged, don't worry too much, just take care of it." ”

Genshin damaged?

Ren Pingsheng glanced at Chang An, with a blank look on his face.

Chang An has been staying in the house for the past few days, why did he overthink for no reason, so that the Yuan Shen was damaged?

Is it because of PTSD?

As a martial artist, Ren Pingsheng's understanding of the Yuan Shen is too shallow, and he doesn't know the reason, so he keeps this matter in his heart and doesn't think about it anymore.

looked at Imperial Doctor Zhao and arched his hand: "Thank you Imperial Doctor Zhao." ”

"The prince is polite, and the official retires."

Imperial Doctor Zhao bowed slightly, stood up and was about to leave.

"The Imperial Doctor stays."

At this time, Ren Pingsheng interrupted her.

Imperial Doctor Zhao stopped and turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, with a faint doubt in his eyes.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth and asked: "Imperial Doctor Zhao knows how to recuperate the Yuan Shen?" Do you want to prescribe some medications? ”

Imperial Doctor Zhao shook his head: "Her Royal Highness the princess's condition is not serious, you don't need to take medicine, just rest quietly, and don't leave the body in the near future." ”

Chang'an's current cultivation, can he still leave the body?

Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, nodded, took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, handed them to Imperial Doctor Zhao, and said: "Thank you Imperial Doctor for diagnosing my wife, I may not be able to say that there will be trouble for the Imperial Doctor in the future. ”

Imperial Doctor Zhao glanced at the silver ticket and said lightly: "It is the duty of the lower officials to diagnose the illness of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and besides, although the lower officials are eight grades, they are also enough to support the family. ”

After saying that, he didn't stop and turned to leave.

Ren Pingsheng didn't care, looked at Jiang Chuyue, and asked, "What happened to your senior sister recently, why did she overthink it?" ”

"Senior sister has been staying in the house, what can happen?"

Jiang Chuyue shook her head gently, thought about it, and said, "If you really think too much about something, you probably think that the prince has too little time to accompany her." ”

When Ren Pingsheng heard this, he fell silent.

This time.

Jiang Chuyue seemed to have thought of something, walked up to Ren Pingsheng, glanced at Chang An who was on the bed with his eyes closed, stood on tiptoe, leaned into his ear, and said in a voice like a mosquito and fly: "People secretly tell the prince that the senior sister likes the prince to call her wife." ”

After speaking, he blinked and said playfully: "I can't tell, senior sister is pretending to be sick now, just to let Shizi accompany her more and call her Mrs. in her ear." ”

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng was slightly stunned, and subconsciously looked at Chang An on the bed.

She was still the same as just now, her hair was wet with sweat, messily attached to her forehead, her willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked very uncomfortable.

If this is pretending to be sick, then Chang An's acting skills are probably more superb than many stars in his previous life.

Ren Pingsheng thought so, ignored her, walked to the bed, put Chang An's arm on the quilt, stuffed it back into the quilt, and re-covered the quilt.

Seeing that her smooth forehead was still dripping with sweat, she looked at Jiang Chuyue behind her and said, "There is warm water and handkerchiefs here, and there are clean new clothes in the cabinet, you wipe your body with warm water for your senior sister, and then put on new clothes." ”

Jiang Chuyue reminded: "The prince can't say Senior Sister Ling, Senior Sister will be unhappy when she hears it." ”

“.”

Ren Pingsheng couldn't understand her brain circuit at all, and he couldn't figure out how to mention this.

was speechless, and listened to her again: "What the prince said to Imperial Doctor Zhao just now is that my wife is very good, and the senior sister must like to listen to it very much, if the prince says more, the senior sister's illness may be cured immediately." ”

“.”

The corners of Ren Pingsheng's eyes twitched, and he was speechless for a while.

Jiang Chuyue glanced at Chang An on the bed, and seeing that she didn't react, she retracted her gaze, walked to the edge of the bed, reached out and picked up the handkerchief in the warm water, wrung it out, and lifted the quilt on her body.

Just as he was about to reach for the ribbon around her waist, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, blinked, and said with a smile: "Does the prince want to stay and supervise the family?" ”

Before Ren Pingsheng could speak, she said to herself: "Senior sister won't mind, the prince can be closer."

Before he finished speaking, there was a trance in his eyes, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Ren Pingsheng didn't notice this scene, ignored her, looked at Chang An on the sickbed, and said, "Madame, have a good rest, and after a while, I will accompany Madame again." ”

With that, he walked out.

There were only two people left in the house, Jiang Chuyue and Chang An.

Jiang Chuyue stood in place, her expression was in a trance for a few seconds, and she regained her agility, covered her head, and said angrily: "Senior sister just deceived others, and attacked other people's Yuan Shen, it was too bullying, and the people were worried about Senior Sister just now!" ”

on the bed.

Chang An opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Chuyue, his eyes were cold, and slowly spit out a word: "Get out." ”

Jiang Chuyue pursed her lips and said angrily: "Senior sister is heavy on sex and light on friends, people will tell the prince later, senior sister has actually been thinking about his body!" ”

When Chang An heard this, he didn't speak, but just looked at her with cold eyes.

Good for a while.

Jiang Chuyue was finally defeated in momentum, sat on the chair, and said, "When is the senior sister going to tell the prince, in fact, the senior sister is"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door outside.

Knock knock!

Chang An heard the voice and closed his eyes busily.

"Who?" Jiang Chuyue looked at the door and asked.

"Peach. Come and bring hot water to Madame. ”

Tao'er is the little maid in the house, and she is responsible for delivering food to this yard on weekdays.

"Hmm."

Jiang Chuyue answered, walked to the door, stretched out her hand to take the basin, looked at Tao'er, and said, "Madam, I have me here to take care of you, you go down." ”

"Yes, Sister Hatsuki."

Peach saluted and turned to leave.

Jiang Chuyue took the hot water, returned to the bed, did not continue the topic just now, and said: "Senior sister is really not easy, in order to hook up with the prince, even the means of pretending to be sick have been used, but it's a pity that the prince doesn't understand the amorous feelings, and I don't know what the senior sister wants."

When Chang An heard this, he felt ashamed in his heart, opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Chuyue, got up slowly, and reached out to take off the veil.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuyue hurriedly admitted: "Senior sister, I was wrong, I won't talk nonsense!" ”

When Chang An heard this, he stopped worrying about her, lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Seeing this, Jiang Chuyue was slightly stunned, observed carefully, and realized something after a while, her mouth opened slightly, and she was a little surprised: "Senior sister is really injured?" ”

Chang An did not answer.

"What's going on?" Jiang Chuyue couldn't help but ask.

Chang An still didn't answer.

"Before coming to Beijing, the master specially told people to protect the senior sister, the senior sister is like this, how to explain to the master when they go back to Taibai Mountain."

After Jiang Chuyue finished speaking, seeing that her senior sister never spoke, she said angrily: "Senior sister will leave the body in the future, and she must tell others, otherwise people will write to tell the master now, and the senior sister said that she returned to Beijing to explore the avenue, and to comprehend forgetfulness, in fact, she is greedy for a man's body."

When Chang An heard this, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was cold, and he made a gesture to take off the veil.

"It's useless, it's useless, as long as I don't look at it, no matter how ugly my sister is, she can't scare me!"

Jiang Chuyue said, closed her eyes hard, and for insurance, she also stretched out her hands and covered her eyes with the back of her hands.

“.”

Chang An was silent for a few seconds, and then slowly spoke: "Okay." ”

When Jiang Chuyue heard this, she opened her eyes, looked at her senior sister through her fingers, and was relieved to see that her senior sister was still veiled.

The demon clan's Gu worms are too powerful.

The dignity of the senior sister will explode at a glance, and it is no exaggeration to say that she will have nightmares for several days.

Therefore, she is really afraid that her senior sister will take off the veil.

"Senior sister made it clear, the word good refers to the fact that the Yuan Shen will leave the body and tell others in the future, or does it refer to people writing letters to the master."

Jiang Chuyue knows her senior sister very well, and she is extremely serious on the surface, but in fact, she has more careful eyes than her, and some things must be said clearly.

"Next time I'm out of my body, I'll tell you."

Chang An spoke slowly, his voice cold and slightly weak.

Jiang Chuyue heard her voice, and finally noticed the abnormality and made a judgment, Senior Sister was not lightly injured!

Looking at it this way, the weakness and confusion just now are all true, not a disguise.

As soon as she thought of this, she felt a little distressed, and couldn't help but ask again: "Who hurt Senior Sister?" ”

Chang An was silent for a few seconds, and said coldly: "Nameless." ”

Senior Sister's Yuan Shen strength can be regarded as the top among the four grades.

Can a no-name person hurt a senior sister?

Jiang Chuyue didn't believe this statement, but Senior Sister didn't want to say more, so she didn't ask more, just said: "Next time, Senior Sister is not allowed to take any more risks, you have to recuperate, otherwise you don't know when you will recover." ”

After speaking, he soaked the handkerchief in hot water, wrung it out, looked at Chang An, and raised his eyebrows: "Senior sister, come over and let someone wipe her body." ”

When Chang An heard this, he silently moved into the bed, and said coldly: "No need." ”

Jiang Chuyue said with a smile: "Senior sister is not well-behaved." ”

“.”

Chang An was silent.

Jiang Chuyue held a handkerchief in one hand, lifted the thin quilt spread on Chang An's body with the other, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, don't be shy, wouldn't it be good to treat others as the son of the world."

Hearing this, Chang An couldn't hold back any longer, it was rare to have emotional fluctuations, and said in a slightly embarrassed voice: "What are you talking nonsense." ”

"Isn't that right?"

Jiang Chuyue raised her eyebrows, and said without waiting for Chang An to answer: "Senior sister, don't struggle, hurry up and let the family be healthy."

The voice fell.

He took the handkerchief and pounced.

Palace.

Qianqing Palace.

Emperor Zhaowu sat on the dragon chair, looking at the battle report sent from the south, his brows furrowed, and the whole person was motionless like a sculpture.

Holding this posture for a long time, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and sighed: "Without Chang'an, relying only on King Jingnan and King Ning, the situation in the south is unstable after all." ”

Behind.

The eunuch Wang Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing that the emperor was in a bad mood, he hesitated for a moment and swallowed back his original words.

Emperor Zhaowu did not notice this scene and continued to browse through the chapters.

Half an hour later, after reading all the chapters on the dragon case, he casually asked, "What happened to Jingshi today?" ”

Wang Zheng hurriedly replied: "If you go back to the saint, there is indeed something, and the slave maid wants to tell the saint. ”

"Oh?"

When Emperor Zhaowu heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Wang Zheng, quite curious: "What is it that makes you unable to hold your breath, let's hear it." ”

"Yes."

Wang Zheng saluted and said, "Early this morning, on Sajin Street, Li Yifan, the son of Anping, had an argument with the guys of Chunfeng Hall over trivial matters......

Emperor Zhaowu opened his mouth to interrupt: "Chunfeng Hall? ”

Wang Zheng explained: "It is a shop specializing in aphrodisiac pills and beauty pills, opened by Wang Shizi and Baiyunguan in Zhenbei, and it has recently become quite popular in Beijing. ”

Aphrodisiac elixir.

Emperor Zhaowu didn't expect these three words to be linked, and they were also related to the prince of Zhenbei and Baiyunguan, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he bowed slightly: "Go on." ”

"Yes."

Wang Zheng continued: "At first, it was nothing, it was just a small fight, and then Uncle Anping insulted the prince of Zhenbei and His Royal Highness Chang'an, and it didn't take long for the prince of Zhenbei to rush over."

He described the whole thing in great detail, and even the details that the onlookers at the scene did not notice were clearly explained.

After talking about the time of a stick of incense, he finally said:

"The prince of Zhenbei broke An Pingbozi's limbs and abolished his sea of qi, An Pingbo took action to stop it, and was stopped by Yuan Shilang of the Criminal Department, in addition, there was a strong man hidden in the dark, and he blocked part of An Pingbo's aura with the Yuan Shen"

"If I remember correctly, An Pingbo is a five-grade martial artist, and if he can block his blow with the Yuan Shen, it should be a four-grade consummation, and he is only one step away from stepping into the extraordinary."

When Emperor Zhaowu said this, he seemed to think of something, and stopped abruptly and was silent.

Wang Zheng hesitated for a moment and whispered, "The slave guesses that it is His Royal Highness Chang An." ”

Emperor Zhaowu turned a deaf ear and asked, "What is the cultivation of Uncle Anping?" ”

The Marquis of Jingshi and the Earl have two or three hundred people together, and their heirs are countless, and only the best of them can be remembered by the emperor.

Li Yifan's martial arts talent is not bad in An Pingbo's vein, but it looks mediocre in the entire Jingshi, and the emperor naturally can't remember it.

"Seven pins." Wang Zheng replied.

When Emperor Zhaowu heard this, he was slightly stunned and looked at Wang Zheng: "You just said that Ren Pingsheng made Uncle Anping lose the strength to fight back with just one punch. ”

"Back to the Holy Spirit, it is true."

“.”

Emperor Zhaowu fell silent for a while before he spoke: "He has only stepped into the eighth grade for half a month, and he has such strength, but he is really a tiger father without a dog." ”

Wang Zheng did not speak.

There was silence in the Qianqing Palace.

Not for a while.

Emperor Zhaowu spoke again: "Xia Miao in a few days, let him also participate. With that knife. ”

"Yes, Holy."

Wang Zheng responded, with a look of hesitation on his pale face, and said: "The slave maid thinks that Xia Miao's reward is too ordinary for the prince of Zhenbei, and he may not do his best. ”

"That makes sense."

Emperor Zhaowu bowed slightly, falling into thought.

Side.

Wang Zheng said: "The slave maid thinks that it is better to arrest the prince of Zhenbei on the grounds of murder and injury, and make him guilty and meritorious service, as long as he enters the top ten of Xia Miao, it is a discussion that can add to the discussion, and if he accounts for two of the eight discussions, he can be pardoned for his innocence, so that the controversy of the hundred officials can be calmed, and An Pingbo will also be convinced." ”

Emperor Zhaowu glanced at him and said coldly: "Ren Pingsheng's punishment of the public security is not wrong in both emotion and reason, and the controversy of the hundred officials is nothing more than the matter of cutting the domain, Ren Pingsheng is eight of the eight discussions, and they will also make noise."

As for Anpingbo. Whether he believes it or not, what does it have to do with me and the court? ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he hurriedly said: "It's the slave maid who is not thoughtful. ”

Emperor Zhaowu opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he heard a crisp and pleasant voice outside.

"The son asks to see his father."

It's Yun and Princess Liu Yunmeng.

(End of chapter)