Chapter 15 Zhao Fangye...feels so bad...
The next morning, Nanny Zhang pushed open the door of the main courtyard's bedroom, but did not see Song Huaixi coming back.
I felt a little relieved.
The bed was empty and a smile appeared on Aunt Zhang's face.
It looks like it worked.
Nanny Zhang turned around and called Chunhua, who was busy in the yard, and said with a smile: "Go and ask if there is any movement in the prince's yard."
After hearing this, Chunhua nodded and turned to walk towards the courtyard gate, but unexpectedly ran into Zhao Fangye who was holding Song Huaixi.
"Your Majesty!"
Chunhua quickly bowed when he saw who was coming, and then saw that the person in his arms had a flushed face.
He asked anxiously, "Princess? What happened?"
"Get out of the way."
Zhao Fangye walked quickly into the house, holding the person in his arms with a cold expression.
This morning when Zhao Fangye got up to go to court, he found that Song Huaixi's face was flushed.
I reached out and touched his cheek, it was very hot.
Last night, Song Huaixi came running over wearing only a single layer of clothing. It was a cold winter night. Then I cried again.
It’s hard not to have a fever.
The doctor came over hurriedly to take Song Huaixi's pulse and said that he had caught a cold. Song Huaixi curled up in the quilt and kept complaining about the cold.
He had a weak constitution and was afraid of the cold in winter. Now the fever is even more uncomfortable. I just felt cold limbs and whole body, but it felt like there was a fire burning inside my body.
There is no underground heating in the villa, but this is still tolerable for Zhao Fangye. But it was more difficult for Song Huaixi.
When he returned to the main courtyard bedroom, the heat in the room made him feel much better.
Song Huaixi curled up on the bed, feeling dazed and feverish. He was calling out Zhao Fangye's name.
A group of people were busying around the bed, and Zhao Fangye was sitting beside the bed. He looked down at the little fool who was calling him incoherently.
Chunhua, who was standing by, was holding a wet towel and was about to come over to wipe Song Huaixi's sweat.
Zhao Fangye reached out to her.
After a moment of hesitation, Chunhua quickly handed the handkerchief to him and stepped back.
Zhao Fangye took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his face himself, then lifted up his clothes and carefully wiped the sweat beads on his neck.
His face didn't look very good, knowing that what happened last night was beyond the imagination of a little fool.
He glanced at Nanny Zhang who was standing next to him.
Zhao Fangye only gave her a warning: "I don't want this to happen again."
"Yes. Your Majesty, please forgive me."
As soon as Nanny Zhang heard it, she knew what he meant and quickly knelt down to apologize.
Seeing his attitude, Nanny Zhang felt a chill in her heart, thinking that she had done something wrong this time. Looking at Song Huaixi lying on the bed, I felt a little guilty.
"Get up." Zhao Fangye didn't say much.
On the bed, Song Huaixi was in a daze due to fever. I heard a faint voice coming from the side of the bed. Force yourself to open your eyes.
After seeing clearly that the person in front of him was Zhao Fangye, he felt aggrieved.
It feels so uncomfortable.
He frowned and called Zhao Fangye's name with tears in his eyes.
"Zhao Fangye...I feel so uncomfortable..."
The voice was weak and lacked the usual liveliness, which was heartbreaking.
Song Huaixi had never suffered any grievances since he was a child, until he entered the palace. The comfortable life has changed, but the grievances I suffered in a few days are more than those I have suffered at home in decades.
Zhao Fangye took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off his head.
He comforted her, "It's okay, just get some sleep."
Listening to Zhao Fangye's low and gentle voice, Song Huaixi felt less sad. She stretched her hand out from under the quilt and acted coquettishly towards Zhao Fangye.
The voice was a little dry: "Pull..."
Staring at his white and tender palm, Zhao Fangye paused.
There was no immediate response.
People who are sick are always sensitive and cannot tolerate any neglect. This is especially true for someone like Song Huaixi, who was spoiled since childhood.
I reached out my hand but there was no response, and my nose started to feel sore and I began to cry.
Tears came out one after another as if the string had broken.
Zhao Fangye's heart ached when he saw this, and he put his hand on him to hold it.
Song Huaixi's hands are smaller than his. He has been pampered since childhood, which is very different from his hands with thin calluses from years of leading troops.
One big, one small; one soft, one hard. The touch is very subtle.
The temperature was transmitted through the skin, and Zhao Fangye's eyes fell on the clasped hands. An emotion flashed through his mind quickly that he couldn't catch in time.
Nanny Zhang, who was serving by the bed, watched Zhao Fangye's movements and keenly noticed the subtle atmosphere between the two. He winked at Chunhua and Chaolu beside him and walked out of the room.
Chunhua stood outside the house, a little puzzled: "Mammy, who will take care of the princess after we leave? Will it be bad?"
The nanny looked at her and smiled: "It's okay. If there is any use for us, the prince will give orders."
Chaolu beside her also nodded in agreement.
Chunhua is still young and can't see through some things. Although the morning dew is quiet, it is thoughtful. I served the prince for a period of time and could see some subtle changes.
Song Huaixi held Zhao Fangye's hand and felt inexplicably at ease.
The prince was unfamiliar with the place, so he was not afraid when he saw Zhao Fangye.
He knew that he would be safe as long as Zhao Fangye was there.
Zhao Fangye sat on the edge of the bed, holding his hand with one hand and gently patting the quilt with the other hand, which was a little stiff.
His expression was not as cold and hard as usual, and he showed a rare hint of tenderness.
He did nothing to comfort anyone, he just tried to. Unexpectedly, it is quite effective. Song Huaixi leaned her head against him and fell asleep quietly.
Leaning against the head of the bed, Zhao Fangye looked at his slightly childish face. I think of the determined eyes under the bright candlelight last night.
I was stunned for a moment.
He has been alone for so many years. He feels that he has little ties with his family and is indifferent to the people and things around him. It's like a pool of stagnant water that will never be disturbed again.
However....
I couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the face of the person sleeping next to me. There was a slight smile in his light eyes.
Now, it seems as if a colorful koi has fallen into the pond, dyeing the dusty heart colorful.
Song Huaixi's eyelashes trembled in her sleep and she muttered something in dissatisfaction. Zhao Fangye tried to pull his hand free but as soon as he exerted force he was grabbed tightly.
Song Huaixi frowned slightly, and seemed to be about to wake up.
Zhao Fangye glanced out the window and it was getting late. The morning court should have already begun, so he withdrew his gaze and had no intention of withdrawing his hand.
He leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes for a nap. He felt tired after all the tossing and turning last night.
When I opened my eyes again, Song Huaixi was already awake. She lay quietly in his arms, her big eyes open in a daze.
Her fingertips restlessly fiddled with his fingers.
"woke up?"
Zhao Fangye reached out and touched his forehead; the temperature had dropped.
I looked out the window and it was already noon.
Zhao Fangye sent someone to bring in the meal.
Song Huaixi is clingy and won't let people go. Zhao Fangye had no choice but to sit with him on the bed and eat.
While they were having their meal, Uncle Wang suddenly came in with a panicked look on his face to deliver a message.
"Your Majesty, there is an order from the palace."
Zhao Fangye looked normal, knowing that he did not attend court today. The emperor will surely seize this opportunity to attack him.
"Bring the person here."
"yes..."
Uncle Wang glanced at Zhao Fangye who was sitting on the couch and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
Asking the person who announced the decree to the inner court was a great disrespect to the emperor, but Zhao Fangye didn't seem to care. The eunuch who announced the decree did not expect him to be so presumptuous, and walked to the inner courtyard to read the decree very reluctantly.
"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims that Prince Ning has not attended court without reason. He has disrespected the Emperor's authority and is extremely arrogant. He shall be fined one year's salary and confined for one month. This shall serve as a warning to others. I decree this!"
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