Since Yunqing met Xie Rang, she has rarely seen him sick.
Although I looked thin and weak when I was little, I didn't get sick much, probably because I adapted well to the environment.
Unexpectedly, he fell seriously ill after only getting caught in a few cold rain showers. He was so feverish and dizzy that he didn't say anything. If Yunqing hadn't noticed that his behavior was different from usual, she wouldn't have realized it.
Startled, Yun Qing immediately went to find Mr. Yu to take his pulse and treat his illness.
Fortunately, it was just a cold, and I'll be fine after a couple of days of rest.
While the medicine was being prepared, Yun Qing temporarily dismissed the servants around her, sat by the bed, and reprimanded Xie Rang.
"Your Majesty, didn't you realize you weren't feeling well? Why didn't you say so sooner?"
Yun Qing knew what his fate was in history, so she always paid close attention to Xie Rang's health, whether it was teaching him martial arts or setting up a relatively reasonable schedule, even though these things were not in line with the emperor's status, she still did them.
Why? To prevent him from repeating the fate of history.
But who knew that in the end, it was Xie who didn't care?
Yun Qing finally understood why her mentor was always getting angry at the kids in his family.
She now feels the same way about Xie Rang.
I'm so angry!
Yun Qing was usually gentle and calm, and Xie Rang rarely heard her speak to him in such a serious tone, with a hint of impatience.
Her eyes and brows were filled with anger as she stared coldly at him.
He suddenly felt a little guilty: "...I forgot."
"How could you forget when you're sick?" Yun Qing almost laughed in exasperation. She couldn't possibly be truly angry with His Majesty, so she snorted, "The illness is on Your Majesty's body, does Your Majesty really not feel it at all?"
Xie Rang didn't seem to be going to tell the truth. Yun Qing was about to turn around and go out to check on the medicine she had prepared for him when someone grabbed her hem just as she was about to get up.
Although Xie Rang was ill, he was still a young man and quite strong. With him holding him like that, Yun Qing really couldn't move.
She sighed, finally giving in and stopping, then looked up at the boy: "Why are you pulling me?"
The boy obediently buried half his face in the bedding, the other half of his face visibly flushed, showing a hint of vulnerability. He carefully pressed his face against Yun Qing's hand and rubbed it: "I'm afraid the Grand Tutor will leave."
Her voice was soft and gentle, carrying a hint of vulnerability.
His voice was slightly hoarse: "When I was a child, I was in the cold palace. When I got sick, no one cared about me."
The palace is full of snobbish people. Although he is a prince, his mother has been banished to the cold palace. In the eyes of outsiders, he is destined to be out of the running for that supreme position. It is common for palace servants to speak coldly to him.
Who would care about a little dog that's soaked and disheveled?
After Yunqing came to his side to help him, he rarely mentioned these things anymore. Perhaps illness really does amplify the vulnerability in people's hearts, which is why he was willing to reveal some of them.
Yun Qing placed her other hand on his forehead, which was still burning hot. She felt a pang of heartache and said, "I won't leave. Now that someone cares about His Majesty, if you feel unwell, you should speak up."
Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up: "Does the Grand Tutor care about me?"
Yun Qing choked.
Are you trying to put me in that tone?
But since she said it herself, and this was her true thought, she admitted, "Yes."
Xie Rang was immediately satisfied, his eyes and brows full of smiles: "I knew the Grand Tutor was the best to me."
Yun Qing pursed her lips and remained silent.
The next moment there was a knock on the door.
Mr. Yu pushed open the door and entered. Upon seeing the scene inside, his eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice, "This is medicine."
There's been no peace and quiet along the way. It's either Yun Qing or Gu Xingzhi, and now it's the Emperor's turn. Mr. Yu feels that he's destined to be a busybody.
Fortunately, he saw that medical knowledge was spreading well here in the past two days, which made him feel relieved.
Yun Qing helped Xie Rang sit up.
As an emperor after all, Xie Rang still had to save face. He could only act coquettishly in front of Yun Qing, but in front of outsiders, he would return to his calm and composed demeanor, and he would take the medicine and gulp it down.
"If the high fever persists after an hour, soak a towel in water and place it on His Majesty's forehead to cool him down."
Because Mr. Yu had been by Yun Qing's side for many years and had essentially watched over Xie Rang as he grew up, he spoke more freely and without any sense of trepidation.
"good."
As Yun Qing spoke, she did not intend to leave. After Mr. Yu left, she simply asked Pei Ren to bring in everything she needed to see, and then stayed in the room with Xie Rang.
There have been plenty of times when we don't care about the rules, so one more time won't make a difference.
Yun Qing originally thought that Xie Rang would sleep for a while after the medicine took effect, but when the time Mr. Yu said came, she turned around to check and found that Xie Rang was staring blankly in her direction, his eyes clear.
This doesn't look like someone who's asleep at all.
But he didn't make a sound the whole time.
Yun Qing reached out and touched his forehead; thankfully, the temperature had gone down.
She asked, "Aren't you going to take a nap?"
"I can't sleep." Xie Rang said honestly, his voice now nasal, making him sound even more pitiful. He whispered, "Grand Tutor, you've been studying all afternoon. If you're tired, go back and rest."
"No, I need to rest."
This time, Yun Qing wouldn't let him have his way. Sometimes, you have to use a slightly tougher approach.
She reached out and covered the boy's eyes, her words leaving no room for argument: "Sleep, I'll watch over you."
Xie Rang: ...
Well, the Grand Tutor was clearly still angry about him not telling anyone about his illness, and Xie Rang didn't want to provoke Yun Qing any further at this time.
He obediently replied, "I'll rest, Grand Tutor, please don't be angry."
Yun Qing wanted to say that she wasn't angry, but the next moment, she felt a strange itch as if her palm was being gently brushed by downy hair.
She paused for a moment before suddenly realizing that it was the feeling of Xie Rang's eyelashes brushing against her when he closed his eyes.
[A ghost.]
Yun Qing silently recited the words in her heart, her fingertips curling slightly.
After a while, seeing that Xie Rang's breathing gradually became steady, she wanted to slowly withdraw her hand. At this moment, the sleeping boy gently turned his body and his thin lips lightly brushed against her palm.
Yun Qing jolted, instantly clenching her fist as she withdrew her hand, but she still felt a faint, persistent burning sensation in her palm.
After a while, she pursed her lips, got up, and went outside.
As the door slammed shut, the room went dark again.
In the darkness, Xie Rang suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and slowly licked his lips.
They kissed.
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