Sweetie's lie was actually not very clever, so Li Hua is now feeling very guilty.
Because if Gan Qiongying really investigated carefully, it would be impossible to explain what he did when he went out at night instead of sleeping.
Li Hua was terrified that Gan Qiongying would misunderstand him because of this. He thought of many excuses, but none of them could perfectly cover up what happened tonight.
However, he will soon no longer need to worry.
Gan Qiongying didn't bother to investigate why he ran out at this time. Instead, she used her hands, which were burning hot to Li Hua as he had just crawled out of bed, to grasp his cold fingers and quickly pulled him back into the house from the corridor.
Gan Qiongying took Li Hua's hand, pulled him to the table, and personally poured him a glass of warm water.
"Have a little, and I'll have someone make some ginger soup later."
Gan Qiongying looked reproachful, but spoke softly, her voice as gentle as the warm water Li Hua drank, flowing slowly down his throat and into his heart, making him feel warm all over.
Gan Qiongying was still instructing: "Tianjiao, go and wake Manyue up. Tell her to go to Princess Hui'an's place and find Aunt Wumei. Ask Princess Hui'an's personal physician to come and say that the prince consort has caught a cold and needs to be warmed up."
Upon hearing this, Li Hua quickly grabbed Gan Qiongying's hand and said, "It's not that serious. I just got a little wet. Is it really appropriate to bother the people of Grand Princess Huian so late at night?"
"You only got a little wet? Don't you know your own body?"
Gan Qiongying glared at Li Hua and said, "Your hands are as cold as a dead person's. If you don't drink some medicine to dispel the cold as a precaution, you'll develop a high fever before noon tomorrow."
"The physicians in the manor have long said that your body is weak from birth and you must not get cold. You need to be well-nourished."
"What do you listen to when I take your pulse?"
In the ancient world, there were no antibiotics for illnesses. Since her transmigration, Gan Qiongying had been eating and sleeping well, afraid of getting sick. Now she was also afraid that Li Hua might die accidentally.
After all, Li Hua was supposed to die in the original storyline.
Gan Qiongying retorted repeatedly, leaving Li Hua speechless.
His health was indeed very weak. He was extremely prone to illness whenever the seasons changed or the weather changed, and each time he caught a cold, it would linger for a long time without fully recovering.
He was indeed born weak... because he was born weak, he became the one who was abandoned.
But over the years, no one... not even himself, has ever taken his prenatal weakness seriously.
For a time, Li Hua even hated his weak body and wondered more than once if he were stronger, would he not be the one who was abandoned?
But on this ordinary rainy night, seeing Gan Qiongying's exaggeratedly anxious worry, Li Hua suddenly felt that whether he was physically weak or not didn't seem to matter anymore.
Gan Qiongying always managed to unknowingly traverse the long years and manually close Li Hua's wounds that had refused to heal for years.
Li Hua felt a lump in her throat.
Sweet Corner quickly ran out to find someone. Gan Qiongying then looked at Sanjiu, who was standing at the door, still in a daze after hearing Gan Qiongying's words: "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and change into some dry clothes?"
"If your master isn't sick later but you get sick, I'll send a few more people to take care of you."
"Go change your clothes and go to the kitchen to get the hot compress pack that I prepared last night."
This statement essentially means that Gan Qiongying is indirectly telling Li Hua that she knows he didn't apply the hot compress.
Upon hearing this, Li Hua gasped for breath.
The hand gripping the cup suddenly tightened.
Sanjiu felt as if he had been hit with a stick; his burly body straightened instantly as he looked at Lihua.
However, neither the master nor the servant received any further questioning. Gan Qiongying merely glanced at Li Hua and reached out to wipe away the water stains on his chin that had been dampened by the rain when he returned in the rain.
He urged Sanjiu, "Hurry up and go!"
Sanjiu responded roughly, "Yes!"
Then he plunged headfirst into the rain, not even bothering to grab the umbrella that was standing by the door.
Li Hua had just finished drinking a glass of water when Gan Qiongying immediately started to take off his clothes.
"The maids are all busy, let me help you change your clothes. They're all soaked... If you wear them any longer, your skin will get wrinkled."
The room was dimly lit, and Gan Qiongying's long hair was loose. She was wearing a plain white undergarment and no makeup. Her usual flamboyant and arrogant demeanor seemed to be completely contained in the soft light that shone on her.
She was as gentle and beautiful as a dream.
Even when Li Hua was indulging in wishful thinking and longing for a family, it was never as wonderful as she had dreamed of.
Gan Qiongying pulled Li Hua behind the screen, went to the trunk behind it, found a set of dry clothes, and then manually removed Li Hua's outer clothes.
Li Hua kept his head down, looking at Gan Qiongying. If he was still recklessly and stubbornly determined to deal with Zhongli Zhengzhen when he went to see him tonight, it was because he was not thinking clearly.
But at this moment, Li Hua felt that tonight was the best decision he had ever made.
After taking off the outer robe and the inner garment, all that remained was a wet undergarment clinging to the body.
Li Hua cooperated silently the whole time, raising her hand and tilting her head back.
Gan Qiongying was only thinking that the God of Wealth couldn't really catch a cold, so she moved quickly and nimbly.
In the blink of an eye, she had stripped Li Hua of his upper garment, but when she faced Li Hua's chest, which was not as muscular as the martial arts-trained servant, but was covered with a thin layer of muscle, supple and smooth, broad and lustrous, Gan Qiongying froze.
Then her face flushed uncontrollably.
Because Gan Qiongying had lived two lives, and in this life she was even known for her promiscuity, but this was the first time in her life that she had seen a living man's chest so closely.
Li Hua's chest was damp and pale, with one or two strands of wet, dark hair clinging to it, rising and falling slowly with his breath.
The two were extremely close, so close that Gan Qiongying felt that if Li Hua breathed any louder, his pectoral muscles would hit her!
I don't usually see him exercising. Although his pectoral muscles aren't exaggerated, where did they come from?
You can see pectoral muscles just by looking at the ledger?
Gan Qiongying's gaze uncontrollably slid downwards, and sure enough, she saw that Li Hua actually had abs. Although the shape was very faint, they were indeed there, and her waist was also very thin.
I never noticed how thin it was when I hugged it normally.
It's thin, but not flimsy; it looks quite powerful.
Is this the legendary "V-shaped waist"...?
Aren't all the God of Wealth people... well, chubby?
Gan Qiongying's mind was a bit confused. In this confused state, she was even more confused to find that, because her hands were faster than her brain, her hands had already grabbed Li Hua's belt.
The knot has already been untied.
The heavy trousers, now damp, were rhythmically, little by little... sliding down Li Hua's muscular waist.
Gan Qiongying stared wide-eyed, her body stiff as she looked at the trousers that were slipping down, and all she could do was clutch Li Hua's belt.
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