Hearing Han Yiyi describe him as delicate and precious, Yun Xiao felt a flash of annoyance in his eyes. But before he could say anything, he felt an itch in his nose and then sneezed uncontrollably several times in a row.
Upon seeing this, Han Yiyi quickly stepped back, looking worried about being infected. In fact, Han Yiyi was also worried that she had caught a cold and would pass it on to the two little ones.
When Yun Xiao saw Han Yiyi's appearance, a hint of hurt flashed in his eyes. Helpless, he had no choice but to put his outer robe back on.
Actually, Yunxiao couldn't help but feel anxious. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't have time to bring his cloak. After taking off his outer garment, he was only wearing a quilted inner garment underneath. It would be strange if he didn't catch a cold in this cold wind.
Han Yiyi was genuinely worried that the young master had caught a cold, but there was nothing she could do. The mule cart was completely open and exposed, and she couldn't very well take off her own clothes and give them to him. So she sighed and said...
“Um, Young Master Yun, why don’t you lean against my back? That way you can at least block some of the cold wind…”
When Yun Xiao heard Han Yiyi say that she would shield him from the cold wind, he was about to refuse, but when he heard that she asked him to lean against her back, his refusal turned into a refusal.
"Then, then I'll have to trouble you, Madam Han..."
He carefully moved closer to where Han Yiyi was driving. When he touched her petite back, Yun Xiao's body stiffened instinctively. He didn't know if Han Yiyi had really shielded him from the cold wind or if it was just his imagination, but at that moment, Yun Xiao felt a strange warmth spreading through his body.
With a young master in tow, Han Yiyi was afraid of making him sick from the cold, so she didn't dare to drive the mule cart too fast. By the time they returned to Zhushan Village, it was already dark. Before they even entered the village, they could see a dark figure standing at the village entrance.
Looking at the dark figure, Han Yiyi felt a warmth in her heart.
As soon as the dark figure recognized Han Yi, it hurriedly ran to meet him.
"Yi-yi, you're finally back. Are you alright...?"
The dark figure was Aunt Zhang. Seeing the concern on Aunt Zhang's face, he quickly replied.
"Don't worry, Auntie, I'm fine..."
It was already late, and after driving the mule cart all the way in the cold wind, Han Yiyi felt like her hands and feet were no longer her own. She was also cold and hungry, so she didn't say anything more to Aunt Zhang.
The two little ones were already asleep. I carefully placed them on the mule cart before driving back to my own yard.
As soon as she entered the room, she was greeted by warmth. Han Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief, settled the two little ones in, and then looked at Yun Xiao.
"Young Master Yun must be hungry too. I'll go cook something. You can sit down and rest for a bit. It'll be ready soon..."
At this moment, Han Yiyi couldn't help but complain in her heart, "Sigh, I'm exhausted from the journey, and I still have to serve a young master."
At this moment, when Yun Xiao heard Han Yiyi ask him to sit down again, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily. He had been sitting on hard wooden boards for the past few days, and because he was leaning against Han Yiyi, he didn't dare to move at all. At this moment, he felt that both halves of his buttocks were still numb.
However, Han Yiyi didn't care whether the young master sat down or not, and went straight to the kitchen after speaking.
Han Yiyi was exhausted and hungry, so she didn't feel like cooking anything complicated. Instead, she simply redeemed four packs of instant noodles from the system and cooked them.
To avoid arousing Yun Xiao's suspicion, they specifically used chicken noodle soup and even threw away the vegetable packet inside.
Looking at the crooked noodles in front of him, Yun Xiao couldn't help but feel strange. However, thinking of Han Yiyi's novel ideas about food, he understood. He thought to himself that she must have made the noodles look like this in order to get the two little ones to eat more.
After taking just one bite of noodles, his eyes widened. The aroma was rich and the noodles were chewy and smooth. He was already hungry, so he didn't care about anything else and kept putting one bite after another into his mouth.
Han Yiyi was worried that the person would ask why the noodles were shaped like that, and she had already prepared an excuse in her mind. Since the person didn't ask, she naturally wouldn't ask.
Since there was no heated kang bed in the guest room, Han Yiyi was worried that the young master would get cold, so she arranged for him to stay in Zirui's room.
Seeing that he had been there for so long without seeing Nangong Yuan, and that he hadn't appeared at the Han family's place today either, Yun Xiao couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Why haven't I seen that guy from last time..." Yun Xiao said, pointing to his head, implying that the guy's brain was damaged.
When Han Yi heard Yun Xiao mention Nangong Yuan, a fleeting, unusual emotion flashed in her eyes, one that she herself was unaware of, but it was quickly replaced by anger.
“That ingrate left once he regained consciousness. Young Master Yun, it’s getting late. You’ve had a long day, so get some rest…” he said, before heading towards his room.
Watching the woman's departing figure, Yun Xiao felt a sense of loss about her for some reason, and thus frowned slightly.
The next morning, Han Yi and the two little ones had finished breakfast, but Yun Xiao still hadn't gotten up. Han Yi couldn't help but wonder, "Does this young master have a habit of sleeping in?"
Half an hour later, Han Yiyi saw that the person still hadn't gotten up, so she became a little worried and asked Zicheng to go and check on them.
A moment later, Zicheng spoke with a serious expression.
"Mom, that uncle seems to have caught a cold. His face is very red, and he keeps saying he's cold. You should go and check on him..."
Upon hearing this, Han Yi was startled and quickly went into the room. Fearing that the two little ones would be infected, she chased them both out.
Looking at the person on the bed, whose face was flushed and who kept muttering that she was cold, Han Yiyi was speechless. She really had caught a cold.
You can feel a temperature of at least 39 degrees Celsius just by placing your hand on their forehead, without even needing a thermometer.
Han Yi initially wanted to go to Doctor Shi, but then thought better of giving him a fever reducer first, lest he accidentally damage his brain.
If the eldest young master of the Yun family turns into an idiot in my eyes, I'm in deep trouble.
After waiting for a while, seeing that his face seemed less red, she dared to leave and go find Doctor Shi.
Doctor Shi simply took the patient's pulse and knew that it was a case of wind-cold invading the body. He left a few doses of medicine and then departed.
Fortunately, Dr. Shi always kept these cold remedies on hand; otherwise, he would have had to go to town to get them.
While decocting the medicine, he complained about his fate. Just then, one patient left and another arrived.
After taking the fever reducer, Yun Xiao groggily woke up. Seeing the woman carrying the medicine in, a glint flashed in Yun Xiao's eyes. He thought to himself, "It seems this illness was well worth it..."
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