90 Chapter 90
◎Bright day and clear sky.◎
June 28th was the hottest day of the summer. Whether in the courtyard or in the house, it seemed as if it was wrapped in layers of heat waves. Even if you just stood there doing nothing, you would inevitably sweat a thin layer on your body.
The sound of cicadas chirping in the bushes is even more irritating in this hot and humid weather.
The maids guarding the bedroom door all looked like delicate flowers wilted by the sun, with their heads hanging listlessly.
But in the bedroom, the two people lying on the bed didn't react at all to the noisy cicadas outside.
Last night, Wei Che was kicked off the bed by this girl. Although he was injured, he still got on the bed regardless and held the girl in his arms again, including the quilt.
Xu Qinghe wanted to push it away, but couldn't.
Although she had been in a coma for a day and a night, she was seriously ill and weak. When she just woke up, Wei Che pestered her and made a lot of trouble. While she was struggling, she was quickly overwhelmed by sleepiness and fell asleep with her hand on Wei Che's chest.
The next morning, the morning light had penetrated the layers of window frames and curtains and seeped into the bed curtains.
Xu Qinghe slowly opened her eyes, only to find that he and Wei Che had been sleeping in the same bed since she didn't know when. She was even resting her head on his arm, held in his embrace.
arm……
She suddenly came to her senses from her drowsiness. She didn't know what had happened to this man yesterday. He stabbed himself in the shoulder with a dagger, and now both his left and right shoulders were injured.
"Wei Che, Wei Che?"
The man in front of her showed no signs of waking up, so she had no choice but to lean forward, thinking that she should not put pressure on his wound any longer, but she was pushed into someone's arms again.
"You're still injured!"
Ever since he was injured while saving Fu Zongying, the girl kept talking about "your injury".
Wei Che still had his eyes closed and didn't want to open them. He just fumbled and kissed her on the face, then tightened his arms and said with a smile, "Why are you nagging like an old woman?"
Xu Qinghe twisted his waist. Her early voice wasn't cold, but rather tinged with sleepiness. "If you hadn't been hurt so much, why would I bother nagging you?"
Wei Che raised the corners of his mouth high and said complacently: "Are you concerned about me?"
Xu Qinghe's face darkened: "I'm concerned about the dog."
Wei Che: “…Woof woof.”
Xu Qinghe: ...
"Let go quickly, it's time to get up." She would not argue with a dog.
Glancing at the sky outside, it was already 9:00 PM at the latest, and they had actually slept until this time.
Wei Che was extremely tired. The girl slept soundly last night, but he had to get up every half an hour to check her forehead, and only went back to sleep after confirming that she did not have a fever.
The two of them hesitated for nearly half an hour before finally getting up. By the time they finished washing up and started to eat, the sun had moved to the center of the dome.
The scorching summer heat spread across the ground, as if the previous heat waves had finally condensed into fire, almost burning people's brains.
Xu Qinghe had just developed a high fever due to catching a cold, so the two of them did not dare to use ice lavishly. They only placed two basins of ice in the corner of the main room and asked the little maid to fan him slowly with a fan.
Wei Che had just stepped into the house from the scorching Golden Crow outside when he felt a sudden chill. The cool breeze gently brushed his face, finally making him feel less restless.
But the girl sitting at the table was wearing a turquoise tube-top long dress with a light blue jacket on the outside. Although both were such refreshing colors, there was still a hint of impatience on her pretty and fair face.
Wei Che raised his eyebrows and looked at the table. What was there to not understand?
He walked casually to sit in front of her and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to take the medicine?"
Xu Qinghe rolled her eyes at him, too annoyed to even speak, and just gave him a cold glare.
Who in this world would like to take medicine?
Although Wei Che was glared at, he still wanted to laugh: "Only at this time do you act like a 29-year-old girl."
He picked up the medicine bowl, scooped a spoonful of the cooled medicine and handed it to the girl's lips.
Xu Qinghe glared at him again, and after thinking for a while, he finally convinced himself to touch the medicine. However, the moment he got close to it, he was almost nauseated by the strong bitter taste.
Wei Che: ...
"You've easily tricked me into thinking I'm going to be a father again."
Xu Qinghe was patting her chest to calm her breath. When she looked over, she saw his smug expression, but she thought seriously in her heart that she didn't want to get pregnant so early before the big thing was done.
Just as she was about to tell him about this, she suddenly saw the person in front of her raised his head and drank a bowl of bitter medicine. His pair of affectionate eyes were still staring at her deeply, like an abyss with no bottom to see, which seemed to suck away people's souls.
Before Xu Qinghe could react, her waist felt tighter again, and she was held down and sat across his lap.
"you……"
Before he could finish his words, his lips and tongue were blocked, and the bitter, almost nauseating smell of medicine hit him in the face.
Wei Che grasped her wrists with one hand and the back of her neck with the other, trapping her tightly in his arms so that she could not move, and poured all the bitter medicine in his mouth into her mouth.
Xu Qinghe was forced to tilt her head back and swallow the medicine. The man then inserted his soft tongue tip into her, as if to search for every drop of medicine hidden between her lips and teeth.
She opened her eyes and saw the man's thick eyelashes and thin eyelids.
Noticing that she was distracted, Wei Che gripped her slender neck firmly, brought her closer to him, and sucked the tip of her tongue with increased force, even changing the angle and touching it with the tip of her nose several times.
Too close.
It's really too close.
She was so close that she could hear his soft breathing, smell the plum fragrance on his body, and even feel the sweat oozing from his nose.
The aura of this person seemed to be a few degrees hotter than the summer heat outside. In just a moment, she broke out in a layer of sticky sweat. She was wrapped in such a layer of heat wave filled with Wei Che's aura, and her body soon became limp.
Wei Che released his grip on her wrists and instead put his arms around her waist, holding her tightly against him.
In her confused state of mind, Xu Qinghe suddenly remembered that she had just ordered people to put ice in the room... the little maid should still be there!
"Why are you daydreaming again? Huh?"
Wei Che bit her lips lightly, not too hard, and finally let go of the girl who was almost out of breath. However, his hands remained in place, slowly caressing the soft flesh on her body.
Xu Qinghe was too embarrassed to face anyone. She leaned weakly on his shoulder to steady her breathing. Then she quickly took the round fan on the table to cover her face and cursed him in a low voice: "There's clearly someone else in the room."
He really made me lose face!
Wei Che then glanced towards the corner of the room.
Tsk.
I don't know how these little maids were taught. Even when their masters and mistresses were flirting with each other, they were still standing beside the ice, fanning themselves diligently. However, their faces were all red, and I don't know if it was because of the heat or shyness.
"Okay, let's all go down and rest." He said in annoyance.
If not, he should have been able to kiss her a little longer.
The maids bowed and left quickly as if they had been pardoned.
No one had ever told them before that the current prince and princess were so... so like this!
It's still broad daylight!
After seeing everyone leave, Xu Qinghe stood up with her face covered. She walked to the broken ice, fanned herself gently, trying to use the cool breeze to blow away the blush on her face.
After her expression finally returned to normal, she turned around and looked at the person sitting at the table, happily eating cakes. She was even more furious: "It's broad daylight, in front of everyone, and you didn't even try to hide yourself."
Wei Che took a bite of the lotus pastry, and the fragrance of lotus immediately spread in his mouth, but it was still not as sweet as the girl's lips.
But the girl with such soft red lips had a very cold face, the kind that could cool you down with just one glance. He replied nonchalantly, "I didn't do anything, why do you have to avoid me?"
Is this not doing anything?
Xu Qinghe was simply shocked by this man's shamelessness. His hand just now was almost reaching into her underwear!
"Besides, I was just feeding the princess medicine. If the princess had taken the medicine obediently, why would I do this?"
Xu Qinghe glanced at him coldly: "You mean, blame me?"
Wei Che: "How dare I? Even if I blame the heavens and the earth, I can't blame our princess. I just don't know if our princess can take the medicine properly now? If she doesn't take the medicine, she will have to boil it again."
The medicinal soup right out of the pot is even more bitter.
Xu Qinghe frowned, and finally drank the medicine that had been standing there for half an hour.
As soon as the medicine bowl left his lips, a piece of cake came over.
Wei Che came over with a smile, his eyes curved into a beautiful arc: "Did you ask someone to buy the lotus flower cake? It's very sweet, try it."
Xu Qinghe turned his head away and took another piece of candied fruit from the table.
"You are a knowledgeable prince, but you can't even taste the pastries from several days ago?"
Wei Che was stunned. He didn’t know whether to eat the cake in his hand or put it down. It felt like a hot potato. “…What do you mean?”
Xu Qinghe opened the door, fanning herself, and said to him, "The cakes must have gone bad."
Wei Che sniffed the pastry and only smelled the fragrance of lotus, without any other strange smell.
He went out and randomly grabbed a little maid to ask her, and only then did he find out.
"On the day when the prince stayed overnight at Yichun Tower, the princess happened to come back from the street with some cakes and asked Sister Nanzhi to deliver them to the front yard for the prince." The little maid replied respectfully.
Unexpectedly, I came up empty-handed.
But at that time, she was clearly still sick.
Wei Che felt both happy and sad in his heart. Now he just wanted to find the girl and coax her.
When he reached the studio door and was about to push it open, he heard the girl's cold voice: "Didn't I tell you to share the cakes with everyone? Why are they still there?"
Nanzhi replied respectfully, "The ones from that day have indeed been divided up. The ones on the table today were bought by me this morning."
Nanzhi, who usually obeyed her, made her own decisions for the first time.
Xu Qinghe leaned on the soft couch in the studio, fanning herself intermittently, and looked coldly at Nanzhi who was standing in front of her.
That gaze seemed to be real, like a mountain, pressing heavily on the southern branch.
She couldn't stand the gaze at all and finally knelt down in front of the princess.
"The princess was so upset that day, but she was still thinking about buying tengliao cakes for Prince Wei. When she couldn't find any, she went to buy other things, but each one was tailored to Prince Wei's preferences. He should know what the princess did for him."
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