"Are you stupid?"
Ye Wuhen stared at her without moving.
"If I didn't consider you as a friend, would I give you such an important task?"
Ye Wuhen twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, "It seems that I am a little stupid and don't know it."
Jiang Yueyang was still a little uncomfortable hearing him admit so straightforwardly that he was stupid.
She tucked him in and said, "Okay, have a good rest. I'm going back now."
Seeing her turn around to leave, Ye Wuhen immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Don't go."
Jiang Yueyang lowered her eyes and looked at the hand on her wrist. Something was about to come out.
As a result, Ye Wuhen's voice interrupted her thoughts, "I caught a cold because I was trying to help you. You have to be responsible for me. At least wait until my fever subsides before leaving. Otherwise, what if I really go crazy with the fever?"
"You're being hypocritical." Jiang Yueyang sat down in front of the bed. "How can your body be so fragile since you've been practicing martial arts since you were a child?"
Ye Wuhen shrank his neck and said, "Do you know how long I chased that guy in the cold wind? That guy is really good at running."
"You won't be able to catch up with him?"
"I can catch up with him easily, but I just want to avoid the other person. Ahem, ahem!"
Hearing him cough, Jiang Yueyang hurriedly said, "Okay, stop talking, close your eyes and rest."
"and you……"
"I won't leave until your fever goes down."
Ye Wuhen was satisfied, "Jiang Yueyang, I want to drink some more water."
Jiang Yueyang stood up and poured him some water. After he finished drinking the water, she took out a novel and sat in front of the bed to read it.
Ye Wuhen stared at her profile for a while, then called out softly, "Jiang Yueyang."
"Yeah." Jiang Yueyang responded casually.
"To me, you are the only real person in this world."
Hearing this, Jiang Yueyang paused in her action of turning the pages of the book.
She put down the book and turned to look at him, "Ye Wuhen, when did you become so sentimental? Have you really lost your mind?"
As she spoke, Jiang Yueyang reached out and covered his forehead.
For Ye Wuhen who was suffering from a high fever, Jiang Yueyang's hands were considered cool.
Ye Wuhen froze, not moving a single muscle.
"The temperature seems to be getting higher." Jiang Yueyang withdrew her hand and asked tentatively, "Do you want to take another fever-reducing pill?"
One breath... two breaths... three breaths...
"Ye Wuhen?"
Ye Wuhen came back to his senses, "Take another fever-reducing pill, are you afraid that I won't die?"
Jiang Yueyang choked, "Okay, you still have the energy to confront me, it looks like nothing serious."
Ye Wuhen snorted proudly.
Seeing this, Jiang Yueyang picked up the book again and said, "Ye Wuhen, stop thinking about so many nonsense things."
After a moment, Ye Wuhen hummed in a muffled voice.
"Go to sleep."
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On the other hand, after leaving the palace, Lu Yunting couldn't wait to tell Jiang Yueyang that Emperor Yuan agreed to grant the marriage.
But when he got back, he learned that she had already left for the inn to play with him.
Therefore, he decided to wait until she came back to tell her. Then, he went to the stall owner who was selling lanterns before.
Because he promised to make a hundred lanterns for the stall owner himself, he was able to buy the lantern that Jiang Yueyang liked.
At this time, he was conscientiously making lanterns in the backyard of the shop.
"Sir, I made this plum blossom cake myself." The girl looked shy, "Do you... do you want it..."
"I already have a loved one."
Lu Yunting interrupted the girl in a cold voice without even raising his eyelids.
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Two hours later, Ye Wuhen woke up and felt much lighter and his fever was gone.
Suddenly, he remembered something and looked around. Then, he saw Jiang Yueyang sleeping on the couch.
He smiled slightly, threw back the quilt, got out of bed and walked over.
Ye Wuhen knelt on one knee in front of the couch, looking at Jiang Yueyang's sleeping face tenderly.
Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings, and her pink lips were slightly pursed, making her look like a lazy kitten.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently brush away a strand of hair that was scattered on Jiang Yueyang's cheek.
Jiang Yueyang seemed to be aware of something and frowned slightly. Ye Wuhen looked at her with tenderness in his eyes.
At this time, the system sighed beside my ear, [The host's peach blossoms are really flourishing. ]
Ye Wuhen pretended not to hear it and murmured softly in his heart, Jiang Yueyang, I'm glad you are here.
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yueyang slowly woke up.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Wuhen sitting in front of the couch, reading her novel seriously.
Ye Wuhen keenly heard the sound of her waking up, and said, "Jiang Yueyang, it turns out that you girls all read novels that make you blush and your heart beat faster."
As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yueyang suddenly remembered that the novel began with a very erotic description of a sex scene.
Her cheeks flushed, and she quickly reached out to snatch the novel back. The next second, the novel disappeared.
Ye Wuhen looked at his empty hands and couldn't help but chuckle.
Jiang Yueyang coughed awkwardly, "How do you feel? Is your fever gone?"
"I don't know." Ye Wuhen smiled and put his face in front of her, "Do you want to touch it?"
Jiang Yueyang raised her hand and pushed his face aside. "Seeing you look so energetic, I guess you are fine."
After she finished speaking, she threw off the blanket and got off the couch.
"I'm going back."
"Aren't you hungry? Do you want to eat something before going back?"
Jiang Yueyang blinked, "Okay."
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