Chapter 1099: A Frightened Bird
But the man had been reading the "Nanhua Sutra" intently since he changed his clothes, and he didn't even notice that she had deliberately knocked over the incense burner.
“Yun Che.”
She suddenly turned over and sat astride his lap, her gauze slipping off her shoulders as she moved: "You always say I'm thin, but these past few days when you were feeding me medicine you were much gentler than before."
Her slender fingers stroked the gold-threaded dragon pattern on the other person's lapel, and the ending tone was as graceful as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
Xiao Zhan put down the book and placed his warm palm on her slightly cold back: "Last month, you were watching the snow in the corridor, and you were coughing so hard that you couldn't even tie your cloak."
He raised his fingertips to the peony patterned silk that fell beside the pillow and said, "How about asking the clothing department to make more crimson clothes tomorrow? The day you wore a red dress and played the zither in the plum garden, you looked better than you do now."
Jiang Xue stared blankly at her reflection in the diamond-shaped mirror. The candlelight made her white clothes almost transparent, making her slim waist even more apparent.
She suddenly remembered that she had passed by the Imperial Garden the day before and heard two maids sweeping the garden talking: "They say that the emperor has not stayed in the Pepper Room since the birth of the little prince..."
"Prepare water for bathing."
She called the maid and took out a pomegranate red dress with gold threads from the bottom of the sandalwood box.
When I returned to the bedroom, the golden filigree hairpins tinkled in my ears, and the flowers on my forehead made my eyes and brows shine as brightly as peach blossoms in March.
Xiao Zhan was arranging the acacia flower pattern on the dragon and phoenix quilt. When he looked up at the sound, he accidentally knocked over the teacup on the desk.
The tea soup meandered on the blue bricks like a stream, but he stretched out his hand as if he didn't notice: "Come here and let me see, this color makes the little mole at the end of your eye come alive."
Jiang Xue changed her clothes quickly and returned to Xiao Zhan. She turned around to show off her new outfit: "Do you like it this time?"
Xiao Zhan's eyes were filled with smiles: "You look much better."
Compared to her previous pale and weak appearance, her cheeks now finally had a lively look.
"Then... do you have any other ideas?" She tapped his chest with her fingertips.
"What's on your mind?" Xiao Zhan pretended to be confused and held her rebellious hand.
Jiang Xue gritted her teeth secretly. The person who used to understand her hidden meaning best has now become a blockhead.
He simply made up his mind and pushed her down on the couch when she wasn't paying attention: "Since Yaoyao was born, how long have we not..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt the body under his palm suddenly tense. Xiao Zhan turned over and sat up: "Not now."
"Why?"
Jiang Xue clung to his neck relentlessly: "I asked Doctor Jiang, he said as long as I exercise restraint..."
She clearly noticed that during these days when they slept in the same bed, the other party always deliberately kept his distance.
Xiao Zhan sighed and held her in his arms, caressing her still thin shoulders with his fingertips: "You lost a lot of energy during childbirth, and I'm afraid I'll break it if I hold you now, how dare I..."
Her Adam's apple rolled as she swallowed the unfinished words. Ever since the night of her difficult childbirth, those bloody memories have been with her like a shadow.
“But I asked.”
Jiang Xue's voice gradually faded, and she suddenly realized: "You didn't even ask Doctor Jiang for confirmation?"
Seeing the other party lower his eyes and agree, she felt very sad.
It turned out that the estrangement during these days was due to this person's care and concern for me, like a frightened bird.
Her fingertips traced his slim figure, and she said angrily, "Fool, Doctor Jiang said..."
The last sound turned into a whisper in the ear, and the candlelight swayed gently outside the gauze curtain.
Inside the red gauze tent, Jiang Xue turned over and pressed the person onto the couch.
Xiao Zhan used his waist to change the situation instantly, and his falling black hair swept across her nose: "I've told you many times, it's not possible now."
"Don't take the imperial physician's words as an imperial decree."
She hooked her fingertips around the hidden buckle of the man's waistband: "Yun Zhen used cesarean section to deliver the baby last year. The wound has healed long ago."
She deliberately leaned close to his ear and said, "Or is it that the Prime Minister is no longer useful?"
Xiao Zhan grabbed her wrist, his Adam's apple moving slightly: "If you tear the muscle again, you will be the one in pain."
Three days ago, he saw the imperial physician changing the dressing with his own eyes, and the scar running across his lower abdomen was still red.
"It hurts."
Jiang Xue suddenly raised her head and bit his Adam's apple: "Only when it hurts can you remember who gave birth to your child."
Xiao Zhan took a breath and was about to scold her, but he met the red corners of his wife's eyes.
Since she fell into a coma due to dystocia half a year ago, she has always been so worried. He sighed and stroked the back of her neck: "Yaoyao just fell asleep in the side hall, and you had to wake her up..."
Before she could finish her words, her lips were sealed. Jiang Xue sat on top of her like a furry cat and said, "If you keep using my daughter as a shield, I will take Yaoyao back to Beiling tomorrow!"
“Nonsense!”
Xiao Zhan's voice suddenly rose in a hurry, and the person in his arms suddenly froze.
Seeing his wife's eyes dimmed instantly, he hurriedly hugged her tightly: "What I mean is, at least wait for the doctor to say..."
"What if the doctor never gives in?"
Jiang Xue broke free from the embrace and turned her back, her voice muffled by the quilt: "Tomorrow I will ask Yun Zhen to remove the sutures, and it will only cost another two bowls of blood."
Xiao Zhan wrapped her in his cloak from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head: "After the Spring Equinox Festival is over, I will take you to the Lishan Hot Springs, okay? There is something to invigorate the blood..."
"Who wants to take a hot spring bath with you!"
Jiang Xue elbowed the person behind her, but the corners of her mouth curled up: "I want you to do it now..."
The sudden cry of a baby pierced the night, and the two rushed to the door at the same time.
Xiao Zhan took the opportunity to tie up his loosened belt, hugged his wife and laughed softly: "Look, Yaoyao thinks we are noisy."
The night dew silently spread onto the window lattice. Xiao Zhan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the icy cracks on the celadon teacup.
He looked at Jiang Xue's drooping crow-feather eyelashes, and the words "abstinence for life" turned over and over between his lips and teeth, and finally turned into a sigh.
The candlelight cast a flickering shadow on her jade-white neck, like a silent invitation.
“Yun Che!”
Jiang Xue suddenly grabbed his hand that was about to withdraw, and guided it to touch the button on her collar: "Every time you touch me, your body temperature is like a prairie fire."
When she raised her face, the candlelight in her eyes shattered into thousands of stars: "I wish I could turn into spring water and melt into your palm."
Xiao Zhan was unexpectedly pushed down onto the soft brocade pillow, with the scent of camphor and her hair lingering in his nose.
When the soft lips touched his brow, he heard the sound of his carefully constructed defense line collapsing.
The moment his palm touched her thin back, he suddenly remembered the warning Jiang Xiaoan had given him when he took her pulse half a month ago.
"The princess's internal breathing is disordered, so she should avoid extreme joy or sorrow."
The gauze curtain swayed lightly like algae in the water, and Xiao Zhan suddenly reversed their positions. This time he deliberately slowed down every movement, as if he was dismantling the most sophisticated mechanism in the world.
Jiang Xue bit her lower lip with a forbearing look that made his heart ache. He stroked her slightly frowned brows with his fingertips: "Does it hurt?"
Jiang Xue suddenly laughed out loud, her eyes watering as she grabbed his drooping hairband and said, "Are you nailing horseshoes on a warhorse?"
The ending tone suddenly turned into a broken gasp.
Xiao Zhan looked at the person under him, whose eyes were gradually turning pink. In a trance, he couldn't tell whether she was falling or he was drowning in the pool of water brewed by the moonlight.
When the third watch gong sounded, Xiao Zhan was combing her hair with a rhinoceros horn comb.
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