Chapter 242: Fever, what nonsense is King Ning talking about?
Lin Miaoyin was stunned by her movements.
Under the man's affectionate and passionate gaze, she quickly withdrew her hand.
Then she raised her hand and touched his forehead in the man's expectation, "No fever, what nonsense is King Ning talking about?"
Compared to Beigong You's seriousness, her tone was emotionless and even a little cold.
"I'll let them come in and clean up." After saying this, Lin Miaoyin left the room, without giving Beigong You any chance to stay.
Looking at her cold and lonely back, the light in Beigong You's eyes dimmed little by little.
She didn't want to hear his true feelings.
Even if she heard it, she wouldn't believe it. It turned out that she was so bad in her eyes.
Because of this incident, Beigong You was in a depressed mood the whole day.
I wanted to wait for Lin Miaoyin to come in and say a few words to her, but she didn't come near me until lunch.
During the meal, he just wanted to speak, but she lightly said "Don't talk while eating, don't talk while sleeping". The atmosphere between the two seemed to be filled with awkwardness and silence.
This went on until the evening.
Beigong You's mood hit rock bottom, even his eyes were tinged with gloom.
When Guyu and Shuangjiang came to report, they saw his gloomy face and were both startled. They thought something big had happened and they were so scared that they stuttered.
"Your Majesty, are you... okay?" After reporting carefully, Guyu asked worriedly.
"It's okay, you can go back." Beigong You pressed his eyebrows with his gauze-wrapped hand.
At this time, he had his eyes slightly closed, his chin was covered with stubble, and he looked tired.
Guyu and Shuangjiang looked at each other, and they seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and finally bowed and left.
Before leaving the room, the man in the wheelchair suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Wait."
"What else do you want, my lord?"
Beigong You frowned, as if he was in great trouble.
He was thinking about what happened today and didn't know how to start the conversation. He opened his mouth several times but no words came out.
Guyu felt a little nervous and quietly nudged the arm of the person next to him.
Shuang Jiang saw Beigong You's awkward expression and understood immediately, "Your Highness is worried about the princess, right?"
"Yeah." Beigong You responded lightly.
He hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and said, "You tell me... How should I win back the princess?"
In the past, Beigong You would never have said this to them.
But he was really feeling uncomfortable now and had no idea what to do, so he spoke out the frustration in his heart.
After he finished speaking, he realized how impulsive his actions were.
They are a bunch of rough guys who wield swords and guns and have never even seen a woman a few times, so how can they know how to capture a woman's heart.
He was really desperate and tried every possible means.
"Recover the princess?" Gu Yu was slightly surprised. "Isn't the princess living next door? How can I recover her?"
After hearing his words, Beigong You felt even more tired and raised his hand to support his forehead.
"You idiot, that's not what the prince meant." Shuangjiang touched his chin and thought seriously for a moment before saying, "Your Highness, I think you should show some weakness and make yourself look more pitiful."
"Showing weakness? So pitiful?" Beigong You narrowed his eyes and looked over in disbelief.
He is a soldier, a man of iron will. Even if you cut his neck with a knife, he won't even blink.
Men bleed, not tears.
Now he actually asked him to show weakness in a pitiful way? Did he not care about his dignity as a war king? Where would his dignity as a man be?
What on earth is this pig brain of his thinking?
"I'm tired, everyone go away." Beigong You closed his eyes to show that he was tired.
I knew it was useless to ask them!
Guyu and Shuangjiang looked at each other and hurriedly left the room.
The two whispered to each other in the dark night.
"What are you thinking? You actually want the prince to show weakness. Aren't you asking for trouble? Didn't you see that the prince's face changed just now?" Guyu asked unhappily. He was almost implicated by this guy.
"I am doing this for His Majesty's own good. You will understand later."
"For the prince's good? You sound like you have a lot of experience." Guyu was suspicious.
Frost suddenly stopped talking.
But he sighed slightly in his heart. With the prince's current skills, he still has a long way to go if he wants to win back the princess.
Beigong You was thinking about how to win back Lin Miaoyin and didn't sleep well all night. It was almost dawn when he couldn't stand the tiredness and fell into a deep sleep.
When Lin Miaoyin got up the next day, it was quiet all around.
Not only was there no movement in the next room, but even the yard was quiet.
She left the room and went to the yard to wash up. Aunt Xie saw her with her sharp eyes and hurried over to greet her, "Mrs. Bei, breakfast is ready just now. You and Mr. Bei haven't gotten up yet, so I left it in the pot for you. There's a handful of firewood left under the pot, and the food is still hot and can be eaten anytime. Do you want to set the table now?"
"Not yet, let's wait until he wakes up." Lin Miaoyin waved her hand.
Aunt Xie looked at her belly and said, "Madam Bei, even if you don't eat, the baby in your belly will have to eat. We don't know when Mr. Bei will wake up. How long are you going to wait?"
As they were talking, there was a rustling sound of people getting up in the room.
Lin Miaoyin told Aunt Xie to prepare breakfast, and then turned back. At this time, in the next room, Beigong You was half leaning on the pillow, struggling to get up from the couch.
Lin Miaoyin walked forward and was about to help when she noticed that the man's cheeks were abnormally flushed and his lips were very pale.
Her heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch his forehead.
I have a fever.
After her care these days, Beigong You's health gradually improved, and his frail body became stronger and stronger. Why did he have a fever?
She subconsciously raised her eyes and saw a hole in the corner of the window, and the cold wind poured into the house through the hole.
It was freezing cold and hit Beigong You's head.
Has he been freezing all night?
No wonder I have a fever!
Lin Miaoyin frowned slightly, "Why didn't you call me?"
"I...I don't want to disturb you...from sleeping." Beigong You's voice was weak, and it seemed that he would faint at any time.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Miaoyin felt as if something hit her heart.
A bit stuffy.
She took a deep breath, drove away the strange emotions in her heart, then took out the antipyretic medicine from the medical system and fed it to Beigong You, and then put a antipyretic patch on his forehead.
"I want to lie down for a while. You go eat first." Beigong You's voice was still weak and hoarse.
Lin Miaoyin nodded and left the room.
After breakfast, I returned to the room and found that the man on the couch had fallen asleep.
But he did not sleep well. His body was stretched straight, his face was solemn, and his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was in a nightmare.
Lin Miaoyin stepped forward.
As soon as she approached, the man on the couch felt her breath.
Subconsciously, he turned over and moved closer to her.
"Miaoyin..." With a low murmur, the man's big hand wrapped in gauze tightly grasped her hand.
As if he was afraid that she would leave, he used so much force that Lin Miaoyin couldn't break free at all.
At the same time, his body trembled slightly, exuding uneasiness.
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