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Their mother caught a cold, and the brother and sister hadn't been able to get close to her for the past few days. They could only watch her from a distance outside the door. However, they found that their father was not affected at all. He went in and out, and even ate and slept with their mother.

Lu Zhen was surprised: "Is it true that the news will not reach you, sir?"

Lu Yu said: "Father is a copper-cast iron-caster, so he is different from us."

In Lu Wei's heart, his father was like a mountain or a rock, indestructible.

As a result, when Chu Yin recovered, Lu Jingzhuo began to have symptoms of cold.

That day, he was reviewing memorials to the emperor when his throat suddenly started to itch and he couldn't help coughing a few times.

Dong Ling heard this and asked hurriedly, "Did you catch a cold too?"

"Impossible!" Lu Jingzhuo denied it subconsciously.

Chu Yin's illness was not serious and he recovered completely in five days. How could such a minor illness be transmitted to him?

He probably just has a dry throat.

After taking a sip of hot tea, he told Dong Ling: "Grind some more ink."

Dong Ling responded and rolled up his sleeves, but his eyes kept observing from time to time.

Half an hour later, he found that his master began to have a runny nose.

If this isn’t a cold, then what is it?

The master really doesn't take himself seriously. The queen was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she asked him not to stay too close. As a result, the master stayed in Kunning Palace from morning to night. Now it's over, it's really over!

Dong Ling handed the handkerchief to Lu Jingzhuo and said, "You should ask the imperial physician to take a look."

Lu Jingzhuo gave him a cold look and signaled him not to say anything more.

Normally, Dong Ling would keep silent at this time, but his master was the true dragon emperor, and his health could not afford to be in any way wrong. He decided to risk his life to persuade him, and knelt down suddenly and said, "Your Majesty, please don't be so stubborn, and quickly ask the imperial physician to treat you. Even if the imperial physician chops off my head after asking me, I am willing to do it!"

Lu Jingzhuo: “…”

Dong Ling began to kowtow.

This attitude is not going to stop until blood is shed. Lu Jingzhuo said calmly: "Alright, go and invite him."

Dong Ling quickly got up.

After a while, he led Ma Yuanzheng and Liu Yuanpan into the Qianqing Palace.

After taking the emperor's pulse, the two imperial doctors determined that he had caught a cold.

Lu Jingzhuo frowned: "Was it really transmitted by A Yin?"

"No, even if Your Majesty hadn't approached Her Majesty, he would have been ill," Ma Yuanzheng explained. "From your pulse, Your Majesty must have been very nervous, restless, sleepless, and emotionally disturbed, which has caused your qi and blood to become unbalanced..."

The two imperial doctors did not know why the emperor did this, but Lu Jingzhuo understood.

He was too worried about Chu Yin, which affected his own body. It was like a wound had been opened, and he caught a cold when he was infected by the disease.

“It shouldn’t be heavy, right?”

"Of course, you will be cured in three to five days."

Lu Jingzhuo was puzzled: "Ayin also recovered in three to five days, why does it take me so many days?"

His foundation is much better than Chu Yin's.

Ma Yuanzheng lowered his head and said, "This is the nature of the disease. There is nothing we can do about it. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Lu Jingzhuo waved his hand and asked the two to leave.

After drinking the medicine, he told Dong Ling: "Don't let A Yin know. Just say that I'm busy recently and won't be going to Kunning Palace."

Dong Ling was surprised and asked after a moment's hesitation: "You're not going in the evening?"

"No."

Dong Ling was puzzled, but after thinking about it for a while he understood that the master was probably afraid that the queen would be infected again after just recovering.

But I'm afraid that won't work.

"Your Majesty will certainly question me when the time comes, and I won't be able to resist."

He originally didn't want Chu Yin to worry and didn't want her to get close to him, but he had shown his ability to Chu Yin before, and now he was afraid that he couldn't keep this lie secret. Lu Jingzhuo pondered and said, "Then go and tell her tonight that I have caught a cold and am recuperating in the Qianqing Palace. Tell her not to bother me."

"yes."

As she hadn't been close to the children for several days, Chu Yin invited them to have lunch together at noon, hoping to have some fun, but unexpectedly Lu Jingzhuo didn't show up.

Chu Yin thought he had something important to do today and didn't take it to heart at first. It wasn't until the evening when he still didn't show up that she found it strange.

Dong Ling came over to report in due time.

Chu Yin was worried and angry when she heard this.

She said she would pass it on to him, but he refused to listen and insisted on pestering her.

"I'll go take a look." She left.

Dong Ling hurriedly stopped her and said, "Your Majesty, the emperor has already gone to bed. You will disturb him if you go."

Chu Yin was shocked: "Sleeping so early? Is it so serious?"

"It's not serious, Madam, please don't misunderstand me. I mean, His Majesty will be uneasy if you go there..." Dong Ling reminded, "His Majesty specifically told me not to 'disturb' you. I believe Your Majesty knows the true meaning of these two words."

Chu Yin was stunned.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will serve you." Dong Ling took his leave.

Looking at the faint moonlight on the blue bricks, Chu Yin remained silent for a while.

She was ill, and he took care of her day and night.

When it was his turn, he didn't need her because he was afraid she would get sick again.

In his eyes, she was just like a piece of tofu, needing to be carefully cared for all the time, otherwise she would break.

"Is your Majesty still going?" Honeysuckle asked softly.

Chu Yin shook her head.

If he doesn't want her to go, she won't go.

But if I don't show anything, will that make him feel cold?

Chu Yin thought for a while and asked Jindong to grind ink.

She wrote a letter to Lu Jingzhuo, urging him to take good care of himself and not to overwork himself, and asking when she could see him.

The handwriting on the letter was beautiful and neat, exuding warmth under the candlelight.

After reading it, Lu Jingzhuo wanted to bring her to the Qianqing Palace immediately.

But he didn't dare take the risk.

"Tell her not to worry. We will meet again when I recover."

Dong Ling responded and sent a eunuch to deliver the message.

Chu Yin slept in an empty bed at night and felt uncomfortable for the first time.

First, the two children could not get close to their mother, and now they have not seen their father for a few days. Only then did they realize how terrible the cold is.

Lu Zhen patted his chest and said, "How scary! Father is sick. My brother said before that Father was made of copper and iron, but it seems that is not the case."

Hearing this, Chu Yin had to defend her husband: "Er'er is right. Your father would not have been called. It was because he was taking care of me... He didn't sleep well for several days. Even an iron man couldn't stand it."

So that's how it is. Lu Zhen looked at her mother and said with a grin, "Father really likes mother!"

Chu Yin's face turned red, but she didn't refute.

Lu Zhen asked, "When will father be well again?"

"It should be soon." It has been three days. She no longer has a runny nose, but she doesn't know how Lu Jingzhuo is doing.

But she could only wait.

It was not until the evening of the seventh day that Lu Jingzhuo sent someone to pick her up.

Lu Yu and Lu Zhen also wanted to go, so Dong Ling had no choice but to say, "The emperor has not recovered yet, and he just wants to see the queen."

Chu Yin immediately became suspicious and asked tentatively, "Is it almost healed?"

"Yes, I should be able to have dinner with the two princes tomorrow."

Chu Yin went to the Qianqing Palace alone.

Dinner had already been set on the Eight Immortals Table in the inner hall. It looked quite light, with two dishes of fish and shrimp, and the vegetarian dishes didn't seem to have too much greasy sauce.

The man was leaning back in a chair wearing a dark blue autumn robe, and seemed to have lost some weight.

She walked up to him and bowed, "Your Majesty has finally come to see me."

"I didn't mean it," he pulled her onto his lap, "Who made you so weak?"

Chu Yin's eyes fell on his face: "You say I am weak and fragile, but Your Majesty has been ill for longer than me."

He was speechless for a moment.

Let alone six days, he didn't even want to be away from Chu Yin for a single day, and yet this broken Feng Han dragged on for six days. The more he thought about it, the worse it got. Lu Jingzhuo lowered his head and kissed her, pouring out his longing for her for the past six days.

With their lips and tongues blending together, if there is any illness left, I'm afraid it will be passed on to her.

Chu Yin took advantage of the opportunity to ask, "Your Majesty has fully recovered, right? Why doesn't he see Er'er and Zhen'er?" If he hadn't recovered, he would definitely not kiss her.

"Because I don't want them to close their eyes again."

Chu Yin blushed and said angrily, "Er, Zhen'er misses His Majesty too, what will happen if we delay for a while?"

"I can't delay, and I can't bear it." He put his fingers into her clothes, "You don't know how much I miss you."

Think of every part of her.

Chu Yin's eyelashes fluttered: "Why don't we eat first? It's getting cold."

He didn't object and held her and sat at the table.

Chu Yin said: "Please let me down."

"No."

Chu Yin frowned: "I can still pick up my chopsticks, what do you think, Your Majesty..." Before she finished speaking, she met the man's gaze and immediately guessed what he was thinking. She bit her lip and reached out to pick up some food.

No wonder the children were not allowed to come, it turns out there was a conspiracy.

But he had fed himself before, so it was just a courtesy.

Chu Yin fed him carefully and took a bite herself occasionally.

He smiled softly: "You have fed Er'er and Zhen'er before. You are indeed more skilled than me."

Not a single grain of rice was dropped.

Chu Yin said, "Your Majesty, they are much easier to feed than Er'er and Zhen'er. They are more obedient now that they have grown up. It was very troublesome to feed them when they were one or two years old..." He wanted to ask and run at the same time, and he couldn't concentrate.

"Really?" His fingertips moved slightly, "But I can't say I'm obedient either."

Chu Yin's body trembled, and she could no longer hold the chopsticks in her hand.

"Your Majesty!" she said coquettishly.

"Is this the end of my ability to feed you?" He lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, "I want to eat a few more bites."

So bad and disgusting!

Chu Yin almost wanted to throw away her chopsticks, but considering his performance recently, she endured it and fed him for a while.

In the end, he couldn't help it and carried Chu Yin to the bed next to him.

It was only six days since we last met, but it felt like half a year.

Chu Yin could sense his desire.

Beads of sweat dripped from above and flowed into the neck.

Warm, then gradually cooler.

Chu Yin couldn't help but remind him: "Your Majesty has just recovered, so please be careful about your health."

He leaned down and put his hand on her cheek: "Have you been worried about me these days?"

"Of course," she stroked his strong back with her fingers, "Didn't I write a letter to His Majesty?"

At that moment, maybe yes.

But she didn't continue writing in the following days.

Lu Jingzhuo penetrated deeply into her, as if he could occupy her heart.

The man's eyes were as dark as if he had fallen into the abyss, which made her heart throb. After looking at him for a while, she dared not look him in the eye. She was too embarrassed to look him in the eye, so she turned her face away. However, he did not let her hide: "Look at me, Ayin."

As their eyes met, her cheeks flushed and her voice spilled out uncontrollably.

It felt like there were waves rolling in my ears, one after another.

After she stopped, she almost fell asleep with her eyes closed.

Lu Jingzhuo carried her to the purification room.

The hot water brushed over her, and she became a little more sober.

"I've never been here before." She looked around.

"If you like, you can be here every time," he said.

This guy is so dishonest. Chu Yin slapped the water surface to express her dissatisfaction.

The water splashed gently.

Lu Jingzhuo took her out of the bathtub and continued to tease her: "Do you prefer the bathtub of Kunning Palace?"

Chu Yin couldn't help but pinch him.

He looked down at her fingers.

Chu Yin didn't dare to do this before, but now she is getting braver and braver.

He leaned down, half pressed on her, and said in a deep voice: "Who do you think I am? You can pinch me at will? Don't think that I can do whatever I want just because I pamper you."

This look almost frightened Chu Yin, but she already believed that he loved her deeply, so she snorted and said, "I am the sweetheart of His Majesty, so what if you pinch me? Is His Majesty going to punish me?"

Great! You can say this word now.

Lu Jingzhuo scratched the tip of her nose and said, "That's right, I can't bear to punish you, my sweetheart." He picked up a towel and wiped away the water droplets for her.

Chu Yin pursed her lips and smiled.

He wiped her clean and carried her to bed.

Sleeping in each other's arms.

The faint fragrance lingered in his nose, and he asked her softly, "Ayin, do you like me?"

Chu Yin was drowsy and murmured, "I like it."

Seeing that she was not sober, she might not be lying. Lu Jingzhuo was delighted and lowered his head to ask her again in her ear: "Do you really like me?"

"real……"

"Do you know who is asking?"

"Your Majesty." She opened her eyes slightly.

In the dim moonlight, the man's face was as beautiful as jade. This was the most handsome face she had ever seen in her life. He had delicate eyebrows and eyes, a long nose, and every part of him was just right.

He asked her if she liked her, and at this moment, she really did.

Chu Yin put her face against his chest.

Some.

But in the future, she will slowly learn to like him more.

Closer to him.

I will study martial arts seriously and exercise my body so that I won't make him worry or cry anymore.

She was like a kitten curled up in his arms, clinging to him.

He suddenly understood what she was thinking.

His Ah Yin is liking him.

Approaching him.

Accepting all his love.

He hugged her tightly, pressed a kiss to her hair, and chuckled.

I was stuck today, I deleted and re-wrote several times, I feel it is best to end this chapter of the male protagonist's rebirth like this, otherwise it will be a very long chapter, I don't know if you are satisfied...

Tomorrow I will write about the daily life of the original story, and also mention the matter of my daughter and son-in-law. For the if line, I decided to write about the double rebirth in Qingzhou when they were young. Finally, the updates in the next few days will probably not be on time, and will be moved to around 6 pm, because the extra chapters require a rethinking of the characters and plots. I hope everyone will understand. I will send out a round of red envelopes to express my apologies. Xoxo!