That night, there was a drizzling rain and the wind was biting and cold, as if winter had arrived overnight.

Chen Palace.

"A-choo——" A loud sneeze broke the silence of the palace.

"Princess, it's very cold tonight. Please put on your cloak quickly or you might catch a cold." Yue'er carefully helped the woman put on the fox fur cloak and tied the belt.

Qin Ye put his hands in his sleeves, sniffed, and walked into Hanfeng Courtyard:

"Call two people over and carry Zong Zhengchen away. I want to sleep in his bed."

Yue'er: "???"

I was stunned for a moment: "Why, why?"

"Because he has been lying in bed for a few days, the quilt has been warmed up and must be warm."

Yue'er: "..."

"Wouldn't it be warmer to sleep with me?"

Inside the house, a man's voice was teasing and laughing.

Qin Ye raised his head and glared, "Why did you get out of bed?!"

The man who had been lying down for three days and three nights was now standing beside the table, supporting his body with his hands on the table. Although his face was still a little pale, he was able to stand steadily.

Han Feng stood by with full vigilance, his hands raised, as if to support his master, so that if he stumbled, he would be able to support him immediately.

Zong Zhengchen glared at the heartless woman who had abandoned him and snorted:

"Because I opened up the Ren and Du meridians, I suddenly felt more energetic and my pain was reduced by 70%."

Qin Ye was confused, "?"

Is this possible?

Can this cure diseases?

yeah?

Since martial arts can cure diseases, why do we still need doctors? He must be kidding.

At this time, only Han Feng knew the truth:

The night before last and yesterday, the master had been looking for the princess, but the princess was out eating, drinking and having fun, and she even said she wanted to spend a lot of money to redeem the duck from Qingfengguan.

The master got angry and sat up, and then he was able to get out of bed...

Qin Ye walked over and looked Zong Zhengchen up and down suspiciously:

"When did you get up?"

"Half an hour ago."

"ah?!"

Zong Zhengchen looked at her changing expression and thought she was going to care for him, comfort him, and caress him, but she rushed to the bed, put her hands under the quilt, and said in disbelief:

"You been up so long?"

"Who allowed you to get up?"

"The quilt is cold! What a useless thing! I've been lying in bed for a few days, doing nothing, and I can't even warm the quilt... A-choo!"

The expression on the man's face was slightly stiff and cracked.

Han Feng was just about to laugh, he never expected that his famous and respected master would be scolded at home.

So funny!

What a contrast!

Ha ha ha ha!

Just as he was about to open his mouth to laugh, he received a look that was filled with murderous intent.

"Well--"

He felt a chill on the back of his neck and immediately lowered his head, clamping his anus tightly, not daring to do anything rash.

Zong Zhengchen had the urge to strangle Qin Ye to death. If he hadn't been injured and unable to move, he would have done it long ago.

With a smile on his face, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Hold me to sleep, hurry up! My body is as warm as summer!"

"Do you want me to carry you to sleep?"

he:"……"

"Master, something bad has happened!" At this time, Han Ying came running in from outside the door, panting, "Something big has happened in the military camp...

Zong Zhengchen's face darkened when he heard this. His playful expression disappeared instantly, and he became solemn and serious. He covered his abdomen and walked out.

"Prepare the horses!"

"You can still ride a horse in this condition? You are risking your life!" Qin Ye said sternly, "Take the sedan chair!"

Several people left quickly.

Qin Ye walked to the door, worried about the situation on Zong Zhengchen's side. At the same time, he received a secret letter from Wujimen.

After opening the letter and seeing its contents, she immediately lost all her sleepiness...