70. Fever
After the incident with the bow and arrow, the feud between the two was complete.
If the Second Prince had not still retained some sanity, he would have rushed over and pulled him off the bed and whipped him while he was recuperating.
He had never suffered such injustice.
Although the "misunderstanding" was resolved among the people of the world and in history books, the hatred between the two was not resolved.
Mo Beise's words were provocative, and the Second Prince didn't give him face, so he looked up and spoke.
"Framed and framed, totally uneducated, no wonder he's a barbarian."
Mo Beise ignored his words, but jumped off the carriage with a smile, walked to the back of the carriage and lifted the black cloth.
In just a moment, the black goose's feathers stood up and it stared at the cage with a fierce look.
What was revealed was a ferocious beast.
Yun Zhihe paused, "Is this... a tiger?"
The second prince frowned, knowing that this person was here to cause trouble today.
Mo Beise smiled charmingly at Yun Zhihe, "Madam Yun, that leopard is so dark, how can it look good? Why not try this king of beasts? It's much more advanced than that one."
He glanced at the unhappy-looking Second Prince and the bared-fanged black panther beneath him and sneered.
"you--"
The second prince took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
He reached out and grabbed the black goose's neck, and the two beasts stared at each other, neither giving in.
He was also very generous. Although the Second Prince was indignant, he suppressed his anger and did not argue with him. If he framed him again...
Qin Zhi pursed his lips and looked up at Yun Zhihe.
"Let's go to... go to my hunting ground. Although the terrain there isn't very flat, it's still a good place."
He glanced at Mo Beise with disgust. Mo Beise paused and smiled at Yun Zhihe.
"Madam Yun, do you want to play with me?" His fingertips stroked the tiger's neck, teasing it, and the tiger's throat made a comfortable gurgling sound.
"I've raised this little guy since he was little. He's so obedient and cute."
But this tiger is so tall and strong, with a ferocious expression, how can it be considered obedient and cute?
Yun Zhihe also knew that he was here to mess up the Second Prince's business. In order to avoid a dispute between the two, she stepped forward, saluted Mo Beise, and politely declined.
"The prince's injuries have not yet healed, and the wind and snow are wearing him down. It would be best for him to rest early."
Mo Bei paused and looked at Yun Zhihe deeply.
"Are you concerned about me?"
The Second Prince gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Bei Se! Don't be so shameless! This prince is playing with her, so why would you come here and act so rudely?"
He jumped off Heiyan's back, grabbed Yun Zhihe's sleeve, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go."
Yun Zhihe left with him.
Mo Beise's hand was still gently stroking the tiger's head from time to time, but his eyes were narrowed, and he calmly watched the backs of Yun Zhihe and the second prince as they left.
He has no calculating mind.
It’s just that I haven’t seen her for a long time and I want to see her.
…But she didn’t look back.
She didn't even give him the extra glance she just gave him.
He walked along with the second prince in a flamboyant red robe, red and white interwoven, the hem of his robe tangled in the wind and snow.
...It's really an eyesore.
Still high above, out of reach.
Mo Beise's fingertips curled up, the fur was pinched between his fingers, and the tiger growled to express its dissatisfaction.
“Roar—”
Mo Beise lowered his eyes to look at it, stroking it lightly with his fingertips.
“…Don’t move.”
He gently tapped its neck with his fingertips and narrowed his eyes to hide his disappointment.
"If you have the guts, you can just bite the black panther's neck. Why are you growling and cursing at me?"
Mo Beise closed his eyes, relaxed his shoulders, looked up at the flying snow, exhaled gently, and felt the fusion of the fine snow.
He murmured something in a low voice, not knowing whether he was cursing the tiger or Yun Zhihe's ruthless figure who never turned his head.
"That's really... excessive."
——
It was indeed fun. It was rare for Yun Zhihe to laugh out loud at such an age where she was between girlhood and youth.
Seeing her laughing happily, Qin Zhi also laughed, and his usually fierce and fierce eyebrows softened rarely.
It was still snowing lightly, and although it was refreshing, it was still cold. After playing enough, Qin Zhi lowered his head and sneezed.
As soon as he dismounted, a servant brought him a cloak to put on and handed him ginger soup to dispel the cold.
Only Chunya murmured complaints, her little face red and pretty, and Azhi was stunned.
"Your Highness didn't take the injury he sustained while kneeling in the snow last year seriously. He even dared to act wild in the snow and refused to take medicine. What if he can't conceive a daughter?"
Qin Zhi paused, and the ginger soup he had just taken a sip remained in his mouth.
He swallowed the ginger soup, looked at Yun Zhihe who was wiping the snow beside him, avoided her, frowned, and lowered his voice.
"Really?"
Tears welled up in Chunya's eyes. The master and servant, one arrogant and willful, the other timid and melancholy, murmured in a low, hoarse voice.
"Can I still deceive Your Highness? If you want to marry, you need to take good care of yourself. You were whipped twice a few days ago. What man's body is so full of troubles? You are a prince, and yet you are like this. You make me die of heartache."
There was a soft cry in Chunya's voice.
Qin Zhi has been studying "Men's Rules" and the Three Obediences and Four Virtues these days. The rules are already foolproof, but he has never thought about his body.
He pursed his lips and rubbed his belly with his fingertips.
"Please ask a doctor to see me. This prince...will be fine if he doesn't go out during the winter..."
Chunya sniffed and nodded.
Afterwards, Yun Zhihe bowed to the Second Prince to express his gratitude, said some polite words, and sent someone to deliver a gift when he returned.
Just after asking Azhi to deliver the gift, Uncle Wang came over hurriedly, "This...this..."
Yun Zhihe paused, a little confused, "What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"
Uncle Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Daddy sent people to the suburbs to look for you. Just now, the eunuch from the palace came and summoned you to the palace..."
"It's... His Majesty is ill."
Yun Zhihe paused, his expression a little stiff. He pursed his lips and avoided Qingzhu who handed him the hot water.
He walked out the door without saying a word.
She had not prepared a carriage. Azhi had gone to deliver the gift, and she was not comfortable asking someone to ride the horse, so she just rode away on horseback herself.
But the snow was falling a little heavier. When Yun Zhihe arrived at the palace, the sky was still dark and the wind and snow almost blinded her.
Eunuch Li hurriedly had someone wipe the snow off her body and handed her some hot water. He said anxiously, "Madam Yun, why did you come here directly on horseback?"
"You, you, you are making things difficult for me, your Majesty. Your Majesty is ill, do you want to get sick too?"
Yun Zhihe let out a breath.
"How is His Majesty? What is the disease?"
Eunuch Li sighed and led Yun Zhihe towards the Shengchen Palace while explaining.
"Your Majesty has caught a cold, but the fever won't subside. The imperial physician is busy running around. The situation is truly worrying."
"Your Majesty kept murmuring your name in his sleep, so I went to look for you."
Yun Zhihe pursed his lips.
"Although Madam Yun is not proficient in medicine, I always think that if Madam Yun comes, His Majesty may feel better."
…
As they were talking, they arrived at the destination. A group of imperial physicians were guarding the door. When they saw Eunuch Li coming, they frowned with worry, "Your Majesty, you have been overworked and worried, and you have caught a cold. This... this, the fever won't go away."
Eunuch Li paused, his heart becoming even more anxious, and he spoke directly.
"What kind of quacks are you? You could cure the epidemic in Longcheng, but are you still troubled by a simple cold?! This, this, this... are you getting paid for nothing?!"
Eunuch Li shouted loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, he took a breath and paced back and forth anxiously.
"My good Majesty... please don't let anything happen to you."
"If anything happens to you, how will I live?"
…
The imperial physician paused, and after hearing Eunuch Li's angry curse, he curled his fingertips and looked up at Eunuch Li, "This... Your Majesty, have you been taking medicine to nourish your uterus and conceive a woman recently?"
Eunuch Li paused, and Yun Zhihe suddenly looked up at the imperial physician.
"I would venture to speculate... these symptoms are likely due to a cold uterus that is about to subside, but the medicine is too strong and has impacted the dragon's body."
The imperial physician lowered his head and spoke in a low voice.
"Ouch, ouch!" Eunuch Li's face was filled with pain. "This servant has harmed Your Majesty."
"I brought the uterine nourishing recipe from my hometown for Your Majesty to eat!"
"But is there any way to cure it?!" Eunuch Li burst into tears. "If anything happens to your Majesty, I will never be able to pay you back even if I am torn into pieces!"
"Show me the prescription." The imperial physician frowned and gave Eunuch Li a prescription written down in a hurry by someone with pen and paper.
She looked at the prescription, frowning, and couldn't help but reproachfully say, "Eunuch Li, this medicine is too strong. The Imperial Hospital already has medicine for Your Majesty's uterine coldness. Why bother with this?"
He took a deep breath and said, "I will go and prepare the medicine to dilute the medicinal properties."
She couldn't afford to offend the old man who had been with His Majesty for a long time, so she just frowned and turned away.
Eunuch Li watched the imperial physician's departing back and murmured, "The medicine prescribed by the Imperial Hospital takes years to be effective. How can Your Majesty wait so long?"
Yun Zhihe listened to the conversation between the two and finally couldn't help but speak.
"Eunuch, His Majesty's medicine..."
Eunuch Li suddenly stopped talking, took a deep breath, and quickly changed the subject, inviting Yun Zhihe into the house. "Madam Yun, please go and accompany His Majesty."
The room was particularly warm. As soon as Yun Zhihe entered, he saw Xuanyuan Ying's lips were pale, but his cheeks were particularly red.
He gasped helplessly.
A young man was lying beside his bed, holding Xuanyuan Ying's slender, hot fingers.
——It’s Xuanyuan He.
Xuanyuan He saw Yun Zhihe coming. He felt a little tired after taking care of the patient for a whole day. But now his tiredness disappeared and he looked up at Yun Zhihe's figure.
"Yun, Sister Yun..."
Although Xuanyuan He doesn't like Xuanyuan Ying.
But the Xuanyuan clan was in turmoil at that time, and he was the only one supporting such a big country. If he really died of illness, he would not be able to ascend the throne smoothly.
So I came to take good care of him.
Yun Zhihe walked forward, frowned, and gently touched Xuanyuan Ying's cheek with his fingertips, then suddenly retracted his fingers as if they were burned.
She said nothing, did not even look at Xuanyuan He, but frowned and pulled open Xuanyuan Ying's quilt.
Xuanyuan He paused, "You, what are you doing?"
Sure enough, as soon as he pulled down the blanket on Xuanyuan Ying, he became fuzzy and murmured softly, "...cold..."
“… Ugh… cold…”
His voice was hoarse and tearful, searching for warmth.
Yun Zhihe spoke at this time, "Your Majesty has already had a fever of this magnitude. Don't add more blankets to him, otherwise the heat won't dissipate. This will harm him..."
"Go, open the window, quick!"
Xuanyuan He paused, pursed his lips and looked at Yun Zhihe.
He liked her and naturally trusted her very much.
...So he stood up and quickly opened the window.
In an instant, the wind and snow blew in, the warmth from the fireplace in the house faded, and it became extremely cold.
"Go get someone to bring a jug of strong liquor to wipe your majesty's body!"
Xuanyuan He also stood up and gave instructions to others.
Yun Zhihe had just come in the wind and snow, and his hands and feet were very cold. At this time, he opened his palm and covered Xuanyuan Ying's forehead, conveying the coolness.
"Ouch... cold..."
Yun Zhihe lowered his eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Ying's flushed and fragile face, coaxing her in a hoarse voice.
"Your Majesty...be good, you won't be cold in a moment."
He struggled weakly, and his already thin undergarment was torn apart, revealing his fair and beautiful chest.
Yun Zhihe paused and quickly glanced away.
Xuanyuan Ying paused when he heard her voice, and a small sob came from his throat. He stopped struggling and just curled up and trembled.
Murmuring hoarsely.
"Jin Niang...Jin Niang..."
Yun Zhihe pursed his lips, squatted down, looked at Xuanyuan Ying's face, stretched out his other cold hand and covered his face.
In an instant, it was burning again.
He kept murmuring the word "Jinniang".
Yun Zhihe's heart was touched instantly. He lowered his eyes and spoke after a long time.
"Your Majesty... please stop reading."
Xuanyuan Ying seemed to understand Yun Zhihe's words in a daze, pursed his lips and said no more.
Yun Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief and changed the back of his hand to continue cooling his forehead.
As soon as I changed the back of my hand, I heard his extinguished words rekindled.
"……like."
Yun Zhihe was stunned.
"like……"
"like……"
"like……"
With a crying voice, never stopping for a moment.
…
Each sound was particularly hoarse, as if it was pulled out from the throat weakly and tremblingly.
...It was extremely burning.
Yun Zhihe closed his eyes and spoke in a restrained voice.
"Your Majesty, please stop."
"...You are ill."
"I like it..." He was still muttering softly, with his eyes closed, looking extremely weak.
"I like...Jinniang..."
Yun Zhihe suddenly stopped.
"I like it - Jinniang."
——
"Yun, Sister Yun! Here's the wine!"
Suddenly, Xuanyuan He's voice brought her back to reality. Yun Zhihe lowered her eyes to look at Xuanyuan Ying and quickly withdrew her hand.
"You go and wipe His Majesty's body. I will go outside to avoid suspicion. As soon as possible."
Xuanyuan He nodded.
Yun Zhihe walked out of the room quickly and closed the door tightly. She leaned her back against the door, slowly closed her eyes, and the tip of her tall nose was reflected in the moonlight.
"call……"
She pursed her lips.
The cold wind was clearly biting, but his whispers kept echoing in my chest and mind.
"I like...Jinniang."
…
Yun Zhihe lowered his head, his eyelashes trembling, and the corners of his lips were slightly bitter.
“…Really?”
The palace servant hurried over to bring the medicine, shouting, "Master Yun, medicine, medicine! Give it to His Majesty quickly!"
Yun Zhihe hurriedly brought the medicine and knocked on the door. "Your Highness, are you feeling better?"
After hearing the response from inside, Yun Zhihe and Eunuch Li pushed the door open and brought the medicine to Xuanyuan Ying's bedside. Eunuch Li picked up Xuanyuan Ying and cried tremblingly.
"Your Majesty, the medicine is here... You, you must be safe..."
Yun Zhihe picked up the medicine, scooped a spoonful of it, put his hand to Xuanyuan Ying's lips, pinched his lips open, and gently fed it in.
Xuanyuan Ying swallowed unconsciously, his Adam's apple trembling up and down.
As he took the medicine spoon by spoon, Xuanyuan Ying's frown began to slowly relax.
Eunuch Li wiped away his tears and exclaimed in surprise, "Better, better! Look at His Majesty's expression."
Yun Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief and fed the remaining medicine.
Eunuch Li covered Xuanyuan Ying, whose body temperature was beginning to drop, with a quilt and asked someone to close the window.
He was still in shock, "Fortunately, the imperial physician figured out that it was the prescription that was causing the problem, otherwise His Majesty would have been in real trouble."
"Even if I sacrifice my life to Your Majesty, I cannot afford to pay it back."
Eunuch Li looked up at Du Yun Zhihe, whose eyes were dark and unclear, as if he was thinking about something, and asked in a low voice.
"Madam Yun, could you please stay with His Majesty tonight? His Majesty misses you after all. See..."
"Eunuch Li!"
Xuanyuan He frowned and said, "Madam Yun is a woman, so it is not appropriate. I will stay alone tonight, so there is no need to trouble Madam Yun."
Xuanyuan He knew very well what this old man was thinking.
An orphan girl and a single boy, even if they are attending to the sick emperor, there is still something to do.
Moreover, Ling State is vast and rich in resources, and the imperial palace also covers an extremely large area. How could there not be a few palace servants guarding it?
It's just an excuse this old guy made up.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince..." Eunuch Li felt a little guilty, but then he thought of something and suddenly became confident and righteous.
"Look, Madam Yun has lived in the Imperial Palace since she was a child. She has always been indebted to His Majesty. Couldn't Madam Yun show some appreciation for His Majesty's kindness this time?"
Xuanyuan He pursed his lips, looked at Eunuch Li sinisterly, and finally agreed.
"As filial sons and daughters of our father, Madam Yun and I naturally have to show our gratitude."
Xuanyuan He deliberately emphasized the words "filial sons and daughters".
Even Eunuch Li can’t make a fuss about it… If he does, it will mean that Your Majesty and Madam Yun are violating ethics and making the whole world laugh at them.
Eunuch Li suddenly understood and held his breath.
There is nothing wrong with the title of "filial daughter". Yun Zhihe grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she was given the share of an imperial daughter and was raised by Xuanyuan Ying.
In some people's minds, she is no different from a "daughter".
He could only take a deep breath and smile at Xuanyuan He, not daring to respond to the title of "filial son and daughter".
Xuanyuan He lowered his eyes in disdain.
...old thing.
And...old men.
Why doesn't he consider his age and widowhood? How can he get his hands on Yun Zhihe?
Yun Zhihe was thinking about something and didn't notice the two people's secret words.
It was the middle of the night. Xuanyuan He had been serving for a whole day and could no longer hold on, so he fell into a deep sleep.
Only Yun Zhihe did not close her eyes in the middle of the night. She just pursed her lips and watched Xuanyuan Ying, who was sleeping soundly after his fever subsided.
His flushed face faded, revealing the inherent coldness and sternness of his face.
Yun Zhihe looked dazed.
Xuanyuan Ying, who was sleeping, seemed to sense something. He pursed his lips and murmured in a hoarse voice.
"...Jinniang."
"Huh..." Yun Zhihe lowered his eyes, smiled bitterly, and reached out to gently stroke his lips that were constantly opening and closing.
“Really…”
"I clearly told you... to stop talking."
Her heart was moved.
It started as a thin line and turned into a violent throbbing that burned her chest and everything inside.
"I've already given it to you, stop talking..."
Leaving only sighs.
The author has something to say:
Ding ding ding, the male lead is officially decided!
Do you guys only like His Majesty? qwq Are other men unattractive? Did I only write about His Majesty's charm and not theirs?
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