In the Red Smoke Building, a blind follower rushed into Yan Yiyan's room and reported: "Chief, it's not good! I received a secret report requesting to secretly protect His Highness the eldest prince. An assassin will come to assassinate him tonight."
Yan Yiyan finally held Achun's hand, but was screwed up by this follower. The task was important, and no matter how unwilling he was, he had to put the task first and said: "A Chun, you go out first."
"Chief, are you going to drag yourself like this to fight with assassins? You'd better save some energy." Achun shook off his hand, stood up and crossed his arms.
Yan Yiyan reluctantly stood up and said: "The mission is important, what does this little waist injury mean?"
"Really?" Ah Chun slapped the part of his back that hurt the most with a powerful palm.
"Uh-huh! Hiss..." Yan Yiyan gritted his teeth and endured the pain, with the veins on his forehead showing and cold sweat trickling down his face.
"Since it doesn't matter, why are you keeping your head down?" Ah Chun said teasingly.
When the attendant saw this, he quietly closed the door and wisely stepped aside.
"After being slapped by you, my muscles and bones were relaxed a lot." After Yan Yiyan endured a burst of severe pain, he squeezed out a wry smile and said, holding on for dear life.
Ah Chun got angry and pushed him hard back to the bed to lie down. He also climbed onto the bed, pressing his shoulders with his hands, pressing his thighs with his knees, and pressing him with his body.
"You are not allowed to go anywhere tonight! Stay in bed and rest."
Yan Yiyan put his hand around her slim waist and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll be back. You don't have to worry about me."
"Who is worried about you? It's just..." Ah Chun bit her red lips and stopped mid-sentence when she felt worried.
"Just what?" Yan Yiyan asked doubtfully.
"It's just that if you go into battle with an injury, it will only hinder you. I can just take those men there." Achun thought for a moment and said.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. Yan Yiyan pretended to agree to her, so that she wouldn't waste any more words to convince him.
After hearing this, Ah Chun let go of his hand, and he took the opportunity to hug her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "I won't go at night, so you have to be careful and don't make me worry.
"
"I don't need you to worry." Ah Chun pretended to be cold.
"Okay, then just let me hold you and take a rest." Yan Yiyan said with a chuckle.
Ah Chun didn't resist, she just lay on him and let him hold her.
In the afternoon, the troupe performed successfully and received a heavy reward from Dong Qianjin. Dong Qianjin fell in love with An You and forced An You to stay and have dinner with her.
"Mr. An, please accompany me to eat. My parents are not at home for an outing, so it's very boring for me to eat alone." Dong Qianjin shook An You's arm and said coquettishly.
"Miss Dong, I still have things to do and I don't have time to have dinner with you. How about another day? How about I invite you to dinner at Zuixianglou?" An You said with a smile.
"No, I don't know when it will be another day. Tell me what you are going to do. You are so busy that I won't even give you face." Dong Qianjin refused to let him go and spent so much money to invite him to perform.
, but he is not even willing to accompany her for a meal, how can he give up?
"I have to go to my prince's residence to discuss some matters." Huang Chenling stood behind An You at some point and suddenly said.
In fact, it was Yan Ruozhen who asked him to come forward, so he reluctantly helped.
"Second... His Highness the Second Prince? Why are you here?" Dong Qianjin attended the flower viewing party in the palace last time and saw him in person.
"How brave! I actually saw His Highness the Second Prince and didn't immediately bow down and kneel down!" Yan Ruocheng stepped out from behind Huang Chenling and pretended to be serious and said loudly.
"Yes, yes. My little lady is here to meet His Highness the Second Prince." Dong Qianjin immediately knelt down to salute, and the others also knelt down one by one upon seeing this.
"No courtesy, please stand up." Huang Chenling waved her hand and said.
"This little girl deserves death. She didn't know that Master An had an appointment with the second prince." Dong Qianjin lowered her head and said.
"Ignorance is not a crime, it's okay. Let's go, An You." After Huang Chenling finished speaking, she let Yan Ruocheng support her and walked slowly.
An You followed them and looked at Huang Chenling with disgust.
Yan Ruocheng turned to look at him, and he immediately hid his unknown side and returned to his previous expression.
"Xiaoyou, you haven't said thank you to the second prince yet," she reminded him.
"Thank you, Second Prince, for your help." An You thanked you pretending to be grateful.
The people in the troupe did not dare to ask Huang Chenling about compensation for the props. They each got into their own carriages and left.
Back near the mansion, Yan Ruocheng got out of the car first and went to the drug store to buy a few packages of medicinal materials. Then he quietly went in through the back door, leaving Huang Chenling to go in through the front door alone to avoid Wang Xiulin's suspicion.
Huang Fengmo was having lunch, and he didn't feel like eating at all. Yan Ruocheng was not at home early in the morning. He also deliberately concealed her outing, not wanting Wang Xiulin to trouble her.
"Your Highness, I'm back. Are you having lunch?" Yan Ruocheng came in with a smile, carrying a plate of sugar cakes. These sugar cakes were bought on the way just now.
"Are you blind? I already have chopsticks, so I don't even need to ask." Huang Fengmo said with a straight face.
"I know that Your Highness has been quite talkative recently, so I bought some sugar cakes for you to try." Of course she knew that he was sulky, so she bought sugar cakes to coax him.
"If you don't eat, you must think that you can coax me back with sugar cakes, don't even think about it." Huang Fengmo said bluntly, and continued to eat slowly by himself, somewhat ignoring her existence.
Yan Ruocheng shamelessly and carefully placed the sugar cake on the corner of the dining table, picked up a piece and bit into it. Huang Fengmo did not scold her.
When Yan Ruozhen was waiting for him to eat, she choked in her throat, and she could continue chatting with him. Who knew that it was not Huang Fengmo who choked in her throat? She was paying attention to Huang Fengmo, but she stuffed herself too fast,
Small pieces of white sugar cake stuck to her throat.
"Uh! Cough cough cough..."
Huang Fengmo sighed and handed her his bowl of soup and said, "Drink it, don't choke."
"Ahem...thank you, Your Highness!" Yan Ruocheng drank the entire bowl before the sticky piece of white sugar cake fell into it.
She put the bowl back and said quietly: "Your Highness, please don't be angry with the villain, okay?"
"You have said this countless times, and I don't want to repeat it again." Huang Fengmo put down his chopsticks and leaned back to the bed.
"Then what would Your Highness want me to do so that I won't be angry?"
"I'm not angry. You don't need to do anything. Just clear these tables and go out."
Huang Fengmo was quite cold to her this time. The coldness was not because she went out without telling him, but because she had forgotten that he was knocked unconscious last night. Now she even bought a few pieces of sugar cake to coax him as if nothing had happened.
He, at least tell him what happened last night.
Yan Ruozhen was clearing the dining table when she suddenly remembered that he was knocked unconscious by Huan last night and fell asleep on his own. Damn it! She had forgotten about it. No wonder he was angry and acting so strangely now.
"Your Highness, how is your neck?"
She quickly stood up and went over to check the back of his neck. There was a big bruise.
"I just remember now..." Huang Fengmo whispered angrily.
Yan Ruocheng touched the clot lightly and applied licorice-flavored ointment. He must have applied it himself.
"Does it still hurt? Your Highness."
"No pain."
Huang Fengmo wanted to look away, but whenever he moved his neck, the back of his neck hurt and he frowned.
"He said it didn't hurt, but his brows were wrinkled. Wait a minute, I want to give His Highness a hot compress." Yan Ruocheng ran out, and soon came in with a basin of warm water.
Twist a warm towel and apply it on the back of his neck. It is quite hot, but the hot compress is very comfortable.
Huang Fengmo squinted and saw her hot red fingers. He quickly took her little hand and blew on it and said, "Your fingers are all hot red. Can't you prepare some water to cool it down?"
"It's okay, it's just a little hot. My hands are thick and I'm not afraid of getting hot. If it's colder, it won't be effective." Yan Ruocheng said with a smile.
"Are you thick-skinned or thick-skinned? How about I bite your hand to see how thick it is?" Huang Fengmo said and really opened his mouth, as if he wanted to bite it.
"Your Highness! Don't bite? Ugh!" Yan Ruocheng thought he really wanted to bite, so he planned to endure the pain and let him bite to vent his anger.
Unexpectedly, he was licking a few of her red fingers, his tongue was slick and it felt a little itchy. Damn it! He was licking very attentively. Yan Ruocheng wouldn't have blushed at all, but he licked them all
A blush appeared on my face, and the back of my ears gradually became hot.
"Your Highness, my hands are dirty, don't lick them like this." Yan Ruocheng wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it tightly.
Huang Fengmo couldn't listen at all and started kissing from the fingers to the back of the hand and then to the wrist. Yan Ruocheng also began to feel some kind of discomfort in her heart. He was no longer Huang Chenling after all. There was a screen in her heart.
He can't get through.
"That's enough!" She finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled her hand back vigorously, "Oh!" Huang Fengmo accidentally bit her tongue and pressed her mouth to endure the pain.
"..." Yan Ruocheng didn't dare to say anything anymore, for fear that if he said too much, he would make more mistakes.
The atmosphere almost reached a freezing point all of a sudden.
Fortunately, a guard came at this time and reported to Huang Fengmo: "Your Highness, Mr. Zhang, please see me."
"Let him come in." Huang Fengmo responded.
Yan Ruocheng took the opportunity to continue clearing the dining table and quickly took it out.
Mr. Zhang and Huang Fengmo had been discussing, and had been inside for basically the whole afternoon. However, Huang Chenling was pestered by Wang Xiulin and was also in the wing, unable to get out.
Yan Ruocheng packed up the medicine box and planned to go to Naxiao for medical treatment. As for Anyou's statement that Huan still had a fever, she put it aside until the end. However, when she went to Naxiao's mansion, a servant asked her
Let me know that Naxiao has gone on a trip and is not at home for the time being.
In the end, we arrived at the door of An You's residence.
"Hey, do you want to go in, okay? I said so fiercely in the morning that I would never see him again, then turned around and came to see him in the afternoon. Am I too embarrassed? I can't be so helpless.
"
She was at the door, wanting to knock but then backed away hesitantly. She went back and forth, lingering for a while.
"Sister Ruocheng, come in when you come. My brother is afraid of being in there and has a fever that is going to make him crazy." An You had already changed into men's clothes and had just returned from buying roast chicken. When he saw her wandering around, he felt helpless.
explain.
"Nonsense! He has a fever, and you are still in the mood to buy roast chicken for him. I think you are colluding with him to trick me into coming here." Yan Ruocheng pointed to the bag of roast chicken in his hand and analyzed
said.
"He has no appetite and just wants to eat roast chicken. Don't you want to buy it? Am I lying? It will be obvious when you go in." An You didn't talk to her so much and just dragged her in with her.
In the room, Huan Zhen was lying on the big bed with a fever and had not yet woken up.
"When did you start having a fever?" Yan Ruozhen asked An You anxiously, touching Huan's forehead to check for heat.
"After I came back from buying breakfast, he said he felt uncomfortable lying down and had a fever as soon as he lay down." An You said calmly, with something hidden in his eyes, as if he had arranged everything.
"This is strange, how could you have a fever for no reason?" Yan Ruozhen helped Huan take a pulse. Not only did he have a fever, but it was also a high fever, which was a bit serious.