Feng Luoran quickly wrung out the towel in the basin beside him, and then carefully applied it to the other person's forehead.
Baili Yi, who already had a high fever and was chilled all over, frowned deeply and let out a slight groan from his throat after feeling the uncomfortable coldness.
Feng Luoran lifted the quilt covering him a little, and the bloody white bandages all over his body were shockingly revealed to her.
Looking at the countless wounds on Baili Yi's body that were still oozing red blood even though they were bandaged with thick white sand, two bean-sized tears instantly rolled out of his eyes.
Although this man always smiled at others but was always cold to her, she understood that he treated her so coldly because he cared about her.
She knew that he actually loved her, even though he tried to hide it every time, but she could still feel it clearly.
Although she didn't know why he always rejected her, she believed in her feelings. No matter how he attacked her, no matter how the emperor's brother persuaded her, she never casually found someone she didn't love to marry.
She was willing to wait, and she believed that one day he would accept her. She would not marry anyone else except him, and even if she died alone, she was willing to wait for the love of her heart.
"Well……"
Because there was a cold cloth on his head and the quilt was lifted up, Baili Yi, who had a high fever and was having some convulsions, began to shiver all over, and the corners of his lips kept moving, as if he wanted to speak.
"Yi, what's wrong with you? Tell me where you feel uncomfortable."
"……cold……"
After a long while, Baili Yi finally said the word "cold".
Looking at Baili Yi, who was already covered with two thick quilts but was still shivering from the cold, Feng Luoran reached into the quilt and touched Baili Yi's hand.
A chill came over him, and Feng Luoran took off his clothes without thinking, got into the bed, gently covered his warm body with the other person's, and gently stroked the other person's uninjured skin with his hand.
The sudden warmth made Baili Yi feel very comfortable. He unconsciously moved closer to Feng Luoran, then instinctively stretched out his hand and hugged this warm, comfortable and unusually soft woman in his arms, greedily demanding the warmth from her body.
The two of them hugged each other tightly, letting time pass by little by little.
Soon, Baili Yi's hands and feet began to warm up, and his shivering body gradually calmed down. His forehead, which had been hot just now, also cooled down a little after his body warmed up.
Feng Luoran carefully prepared to pull her body out, but as soon as she moved, the person who was hugging her tightly frowned, and then hugged her even tighter.
Looking out the dark window, Feng Luoran felt reluctant to leave. It was the first time she was so close to him. Even if he would never make any promise to her in his life, she was still willing to hug him tightly while he was unconscious.
Resting her head in the arms of the man she loved most and smelling the faint scent of ambergris on him, Feng Luoran felt an unprecedented peace.
Originally, they were ready to return to Beijing, but after hearing that Prince Gan of the Northern Wei Dynasty had been assassinated, she rode her horse at full speed from another city to catch up with him.
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