: Female candidates for imperial examinations should not be used as cannon fodder (19)

Ning Xi was boiling medicine in the yard and cooking some porridge in an earthen pot.

The medicine tasted bitter. Ning Xi carried the medicine bowl into He Shiyan's room. The man on the bed had his eyes closed, his brows slightly frowned, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and he seemed to be sleeping uneasily.

Ning Xi stretched out her hand and shook his shoulder, "Brother He, get up and take medicine."

The man with his eyes closed accurately grasped her soft little hand, pulled her back into the quilt and placed it on his heart.

Ning Xi's hand was fully grasped by him, with only ten fingers clasped tightly.

Unexpectedly, he was still so strong even though he was sick, so he pulled her down with just one pull.

Ning Xi's head rested next to his shoulder.

He Shiyan hadn't woken up yet and was sick again. His breath was hot on her neck and behind her ears.

The two of them were almost touching each other at this moment, and Ning Xi could hear his heartbeat.

Ning Xi froze, not daring to relax completely, lest it would wake him up, and she wouldn't know how to end it, even if it was an action he made unconsciously when he was sick.

However, this does not prevent her from enjoying it. After all, she likes He Shiyan.

"Ning Xi." He Shiyan's muffled voice brought back her thoughts.

Ning Xi took out her hand, put her hands on his sides, and looked down at the person who opened her eyes and looked at her, "Huh?"

"Shall we get married?" He Shiyan looked at her with his deep eyes.

Ning Xi didn't ask him why, she just nodded.

Whether he proposes marriage because he likes her or because of responsibility, it is not a problem for her.

At worst, it's okay to get married first and fall in love later.

Anyway, he can't escape.

"Get up and drink the medicine first."

He Shiyan sat up, his ears still red. He took the medicine bowl and said before he drank: "We will wait until the results of the provincial examination are released."

"Drink." Ning Xi interrupted him, "You take good care of yourself first."

He Shiyan's face turned red and he drank the medicine with a "gu dong gu dong" sound.

Putting down the bowl, he reached out and took one of her hands into his palm.

"Are you really willing?"

"If you feel it's too rushed."

Ning Xi grabbed his palm and asked, "So what if it's too hasty? Do you regret it?"

Hearing this, He Shiyan felt a sour feeling in his heart.

"No, I have considered this matter carefully and will never regret it."

"Think carefully?" Ning Xi suppressed a smile.

Looking into his eyes, the deep eyes were particularly bright, as if they reflected her appearance.

She asked with a smile, "Speaking of which, brother Shiyan, when did you start to have ideas for me?"

He Shiyan choked and whispered: "I don't know. I'll be thinking about it again and again when I react."

Ning Xi smiled softly, leaned forward and looked at him face to face, "Then do you want to hug me?"

He Shiyan's eyes lit up, and he tentatively stretched out his hand and gently put his arm around her waist.

Ning Xi could feel the tightness of the muscles in his waist, and when she stretched out her arms to hug him back, she instantly sensed his tension.

He Shiyan felt uneasy. After a while, when he lowered his head to look at her, what he saw was the smile in her eyes.

Xu Shi was still ill, so he put his head on her shoulder contentedly and slowly closed his eyes.

Ning Xi felt so peaceful at this moment, she just wanted to hold her like this and didn't want to leave.

The breeze outside the window brought in the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

After a long time, she pushed and said, "You are hungry, the porridge is ready. I will bring it to you."

"good."

Ning Xi straightened up and wanted to go out, but the hand around her waist refused to let go. She raised her head and looked into his eyes, "Then you still won't let go?"

He Shiyan said nothing and just looked at her.

Ning Xi said with a half-smile, "Why, you're not satisfied?"

He Shiyan said nothing, but tightened his hands.

Ning Xi didn't expect that He Shiyan, who used to be serious in the past, would be so clingy when he was sick.

She couldn't help but smile and leaned in front of him, brushing the tip of her nose against his.

He Shiyan's breath hit her face, and Ning Xi felt her heart pounding.

"Xie'er." His throat was tight, just like his tight chest.

"Huh?" Ning Xi didn't say anything else, she just tilted her head slightly upward and touched his lips lightly with her thin lips.

The arms that originally hugged her tightly suddenly tightened at this moment.

Ning Xi guessed correctly, he was not satisfied before.

After the thin lips touched each other, he left, and before she had time to react, he lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss between her eyebrows.

This kiss was particularly clean, like a gentle brush of feathers, like a dandelion occasionally hovering on the face, only slightly itchy.

But it's just the right amount of tenderness.

Ning Xi subconsciously raised her head and slowly closed her eyes.

Unexpectedly, two soft thin lips touched each other, and the temperature in the bedroom seemed to rise suddenly.

She could feel He Shiyan's restraint and nervousness, his thin lips even trembled a little, he didn't dare to make any effort, but he didn't want to leave.

Ning Xi almost lost strength and fell down when he kissed her so close to her.

The next moment, I was hugged up by him.

His kiss also became heavier.

"Gulu gulu."

The sound of hunger broke the delicate atmosphere, and He Shiyan's face turned redder. He quickly let go of the person in his arms, exhaled suddenly, and said, "I'm sorry. I lost control."

"Pfft~" Ning Xi laughed out loud, "I'll serve you some porridge."

"good"

He Shiyan wanted to get up and go out to eat, but as soon as he lifted the quilt, he discovered an annoying situation. When he heard the footsteps, he quickly pulled the quilt back to cover him.

She walked in against the light, and before she could see her face clearly, she smelled the rich aroma of rice porridge.

The porcelain bowl was not very insulated and was a bit hot to the touch. Ning Xi quickly put down the bowl and pinched her earlobe with her red fingertips.

"Eat some rice porridge first to fill your stomach, and then we'll have something good to eat in the evening to celebrate your passing the provincial examination."

Ning Xi thought that the dishes in the kitchen had not been processed yet, so she told him to go out.

He Shiyan noticed her red fingertips. Her skin was getting whiter and tenderer, and she looked a little red.

"Xier, thank you for your hard work."

"Then you have to get better soon. The Mid-Autumn Festival in the provincial capital is particularly lively. I also want to go to the night market with you."

"Yes!" He Shiyan nodded in agreement. He took the porridge and looked at the rice porridge in the porcelain bowl that had been cooked to a thick consistency. It was also dotted with some shiitake mushrooms and meat cubes. It was fragrant and whet your appetite.

At this time, he was the only one in the room.

The rice porridge is put into your mouth, soft and sweet, and your heart feels warm.

Before he was adopted by his teacher, he lived a life without a meal and fled to Yong'an City. Fortunately, he only saved his life when he met his teacher.

After the death of his teacher and his wife, he was busy making money to support his family and take scientific examinations. He was not very careful about his food, which was enough to fill his stomach. He left all the good things to his junior sister.

His life was given by his teacher, and he was kind to his junior sister just to repay his kindness in raising him. In addition, he only had one relative in the world, his junior sister.

I thought that he would live to repay his kindness all his life.

But now, he is greedy. If he has such a wife, what else can he ask for?

I want to be on the same page with her and grow old together.

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