"It seems like everyone is moving on, and I'm the only one still clinging to the past."
——Helan Minzhi
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Si Shuo frowned because of the spiciness and snorted a few times. Shi Qingmiao was amused. The sick Si Shuo looked like a pig.
After putting the bowl back and boiling the water, he placed the towel and basin on the bedside table and went out.
Shi Qingmiao was speaking sweet words in her heart, treating Si Shuo like her master.
Although she is a palace maid, but... well, she is the master, after all she is a palace maid.
The water was boiling hot, and her fair little hands turned red as she wrung out the towel.
He folded it into a long, square shape and placed it on Si Shuo's forehead. The temperature was so high that the person with his eyes closed subconsciously dodged.
Shi Qingmiao's voice was so gentle that she couldn't believe it: "Don't be afraid. If you have a cold, the nanny said that if you sweat it out, you'll be fine."
As he spoke, he tucked the quilt upwards and smoothed out the wrinkles. Shi Qingmiao looked quietly at Si Shuo's tightly closed brows.
This guy has really long eyelashes and a face that makes women jealous. If he were a girl, they would definitely be good sisters.
Shi Qingmiao likes good-looking people, regardless of gender. In her eyes, good-looking people must be kind-hearted.
For example, her sister-in-law Jin Suting, and the regent who is now lying on the bed, who is very arrogant but afraid of thunder.
Sleeping peacefully doesn't seem so annoying.
At this moment, Fanxing brought in the medicine, which she had boiled for a long time, but still placed it on the bedside for Shi Qingmiao to feed.
He used the excuse that he was a grown man and couldn't take care of others and went to bed.
Shi Qingmiao closed his eyes, picked up the medicine bowl and scooped a spoonful. He blew on it carefully, and then brought it to Si Shuo's mouth after it cooled down a lot. "Drink the medicine."
This guy seemed to be conscious and opened his mouth obediently.
The medicine was very bitter. Shi Qingmiao could smell the bitterness even though she didn't taste it.
Fanxing is so unconsiderate. She doesn't even add some sugar to such bitter medicine.
"Is it bitter?"
Si Shuo closed his eyes and shook his head. He had drunk many medicines that were more bitter than this. Compared with them, this was not bitter.
Shi Qingmiao still couldn't bear to feed her, so after she drank half a bowl of medicine, she put the bowl down.
There was also a bitter taste on her wrist, and her little face was almost wrinkled into a ball.
It was almost dawn, and now was the darkness before dawn. When it was darkest, sleepiness came like a tide. She yawned, tucked the quilt for Si Shuo again, changed the cloth on his head with hot water, and got up to leave.
A pair of warm and slightly sweaty hands held her in the quilt, and suddenly opened her eyes, "Don't go."
"Stay with me."
The wet, hoarse voice struck Shi Qingmiao's heart. Her eyes were still red, as if she had just cried, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye was stained with pleading. Somehow, she remembered the look in his eyes when she found him in the rockery, like an abandoned puppy. Just like now, her heart softened and she found a lower chair and sat down beside Si Shuo's bed.
"Leave at daybreak."
She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Si Shuo closed his eyes calmly and pulled her hand into the quilt without saying anything, holding it tightly. He guessed that Shi Qingmiao would look at him questioningly, so he explained, "It's warm."
Although it rained heavily and she didn't need much "warmth" in the hot summer, Shi Qingmiao always respected his patients and said that she should just be kept warm.
However, the hand that was held tightly was slightly sweaty. Shi Qingmiao lay on the edge of the bed. It was almost dawn when she felt a little sleepy and fell into a daze.
Si Shuo's biological clock was very punctual. He opened his eyes and woke up when the sun had just half appeared above the surface of the sky.
He felt the cold folded handkerchief on his forehead, and his brows relaxed as he took it off his forehead. He was also holding the hand of the person who was lying on the head of the bed and had not yet woken up.
If you like someone, you like him. What's there to be embarrassed about? The more he thought about it, the more unscrupulously he stared at her. The little girl was really pretty, with eyebrows like mountains and peach blossom eyes, a gentle and round nose bridge, and the little hair on the side of her cheeks was also clearly visible.
Every point hit Si Shuo's aesthetic point just right, and completely satisfied him.
The original affection gradually intensified, turning into liking and then into possession.
Shi Qingmiao may have noticed the scorching gaze and woke up when the sun was shining brightly. The morning sunlight was gentle, but still dazzling. She rubbed her eyes and found that the hand that had been pressed all night had become numb.
Then she met Sishuo's bold and explicit gaze. Remembering that he was still holding her hand, she pulled it back as if she had been electrocuted, stumbling out a few words: "You, when did you wake up?"
Si Shuo didn't get annoyed when his hand was shaken off. He propped his chin with one hand and smiled at her calmly, "Just woke up."
Shi Qingmiao originally wanted to stand up and reach out to feel the temperature on his forehead to see if it was still as hot as yesterday, but seeing his expression, she didn't dare to do so. She even asked awkwardly, "Are you feeling better?"
Fanxing's medicine was very effective. Si Shuo recovered overnight. He checked the temperature of his own forehead, then quickly checked Shi Qingmiao's forehead, and smiled triumphantly, "The fever is gone."
Shi Qingmiao slapped his hand back in a daze. Why did she feel her heart beating faster and her face getting hot? Damn, could she have a fever too?
Si Shuo noticed her little change and didn't intend to turn a blind eye to it. He seemed to want to catch her in the act, "You're blushing."
Shi Qingmiao subconsciously covered her face, feeling this unprecedented feeling in panic. She didn't know how to speak, as if nothing she said would be appropriate at this time.
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