At night, Xie Yixiao really got hot, her face turned red, and the maid was guarding on the side, soaking it in water with a cloth towel, wringing it out and wiping it for her to dissipate heat, and there was also a cloth towel on her forehead.

She felt that floating in the sky was like a floating cloud that could not fall into place, and it was like being trapped in a mire, but she was powerless to struggle, letting the mire drown, and her heart was blank with panic.

Her body was sore and unbearable, as if her limbs were not her own, she couldn't control herself, and her consciousness fell everywhere, like a wandering soul that couldn't find a place to go, bound by her body but rejected, struggling to survive.

The body is also hot and cold, and I don't know how much cold sweat has come out.

The pain was like a blunt knife cutting through flesh, one at a time, as if I was going to die the next moment, trapped in the darkness, not knowing when I was going to fall into hell.

She panicked and scared, and couldn't help but cry for herself.

But her throat was also sore, she didn't have much strength, and her consciousness was not clear, and her crying was soft, sobbing and choking quietly, like a small beast whining and whimpering, weak and pitiful, which made people unbearable to listen to.

The two maidservants who wiped her body were busy wiping her tears and coaxing.

"Girl, stop crying."

"Girl, don't cry anymore, what's so uncomfortable?"

"Girl, wake up......"

Rong Ci sat quietly in the bedroom, and was upset by this burst of small crying, so he couldn't sit still, so he had to open the door of the bedroom, walk through the bright hall to the side hall, and raise his eyes to look inside.

At this time, she was lying on the wooden couch, sunk in the soft futon, half of her body was faintly covered by the quilt, her long hair was scattered on the bed, her little face was pale and bloodless, her closed eyes trembled gently, tears fell out, her eyes were slightly red, and her long eyelashes were stained with some tears, trembling slightly.

A cloth towel was placed on her forehead, and in order to facilitate her wiping and heat dissipation, the placket was half-undone, revealing a piece of snow-white skin and a small green and tender coat.

The skin is snow-white and crystalline, and the green is like a bud in early spring, like a bud that has just emerged from the soil and branches, delicate and soft, trembling in the spring breeze.

There are only three rooms in this courtyard, the middle is the Ming Hall, the left is his bedroom, and the right is the side hall, which is also the meditation room where he reads books or meditates on weekdays.

Some of the back of the side hall are equipped with bookcases and bookshelves, and a wooden couch is set up in the front, where he sits or drinks tea on weekdays, and it is also where Xie Yixiao lies at this time.

There was no door between the Ming Hall and the side hall, and only a wooden screen carved green mountain was used in the middle to cover it, and he came suddenly, and the two maidservants were coaxing her not to cry, and they didn't notice this.

He just glanced at it, where did he know that it was such a scene, and his ears were red at the moment, and then he turned around in a hurry, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

When the maidservant heard the movement, she turned her head and saw that he was standing there, and she panicked, and was busy sorting out and tying her clothes, and the two looked at each other, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't know how to open my mouth for a while, and in the end I can only treat it as nothing.

A servant girl coughed lightly, and then shouted, "Ninth Prince." ”

Rong Ci snorted, turned around, stood in place and didn't know whether to go forward or turn around and leave, it stands to reason that he should leave quickly, if he stays, I'm afraid he won't be able to say anything after that.

The first two encounters were just passers-by in Pingshui, and they were strangers after all.

But this time, if he takes another step, I'm afraid it will really be involved.

He hesitated, and was about to say that you should take good care of her, but he heard her crying, so quietly, so softly, that he couldn't walk if he wanted to, and finally had to walk in with his feet up.

"How's Miss Xie? Why do you keep crying? ”

The maid said: "Although I drank the medicine, I still have some fever, the doctor has come to see it before, but it is not serious, let the slaves and maids wipe her body to dissipate heat, and when the fever subsides, it will be fine." ”

The maidservant took a handkerchief and wiped her tears: "Miss Xie is afraid that she is uncomfortable, she is weak, and she has been soaking in the lake for so long, and she is frightened, which is really uncomfortable." ”

Rong Ci subconsciously frowned and asked, "How can I make her stop crying?" ”

The maid shook her head: "The slaves and maids also coaxed before, but it didn't work, and her throat was afraid that it was uncomfortable, and crying like this was even more uncomfortable......"

A servant girl brought a high stool and put it on the edge of the wooden couch, and another servant girl handed over a newly water-soaked cloth towel and asked him to help wipe it, he paused for a moment, and didn't know what to say for a while.

He wanted to say, I'm a man, it's really inconvenient, and it's up to you to do this.

But the maid said: "It may be that Miss Xie doesn't recognize us, and Miss Xie doesn't listen to what we say, so it's better for the ninth prince to sit next to her, talk to her, and coax her, maybe Miss Xie will remember the voice of the ninth prince, and she won't cry if she is obedient." ”

Excuse: "......"

It sounds like it's true, but it also feels like nonsense.

That's it.

Just give it a try for now.

If she is allowed to cry like this, I don't know how uncomfortable it will be.

So he sat down on the side and wiped her face with a wet cloth.

She rolled over and fell asleep on her side, buried in the futon, with a pale face, sobbing quietly, tears falling one by one, looking weak and helpless and pitiful.

It was very uncomfortable to look at him.

At last, he sighed, and then changed the soft veil to wipe her tears.

"Miss Xie, don't cry."

"If you cry again, the more uncomfortable it will be."

"Miss Xie......"

The maidservant girl stood on both sides, and saw that the eyeballs under her eyelids moved, and then asked him to continue shouting: "Ninth Prince, you talk to Miss Xie again, she is a little unconscious at this time, she only feels uncomfortable, you talk to her again, she may know that she can't cry." ”

"The ....... of the Ninth Prince"

Rong Ci had no choice, so he had to follow the maid's method and shouted a few more times to tell her not to cry.

She seemed to hear it, and the sobbing gradually slowed down, and after a while, she seemed to be a little more awake, and opened her eyes with difficulty to see that someone was wiping her face.

Her mind was a little confused, and she couldn't remember who it was for a moment, but when she looked at his face, it felt familiar, and then she struggled to get up.

The maid on the side was a little panicked when she saw this: "Miss Xie, Miss Xie, what's wrong with you?" ”

Her gaze fell on him, as if she couldn't see anyone else but him, and was about to struggle to come.

Seeing this, he had to sit closer, and was about to say a few words to her.

I saw her struggling to get up, and then she pounced on him, and reached out to hug his waist, like a drowning man grasping driftwood, and held on to it and refused to let go.

His eyes widened in shock, and he didn't know where to put his dangling hands.

After a while, she began to cry again, and she cried louder and louder, as if she wanted to cry out all the fear and fear in her heart.

In just a moment, tears wet his robe.

He sighed, reached out and patted her on the back: "Don't be afraid, it's okay......"