Si Wushang allowed Murong Yingluo to lean into his arms. The drunken Yingluo felt that his arms were warm and solid, and she no longer felt fear in her heart. She gradually fell into a deep sleep in his arms.
Seeing her sleeping peacefully, I wanted to find out some secrets from his mouth, but I didn't expect it to be like this. It was extremely cold inside the ice cellar. Although she, a woman, had practiced martial arts since she was a child, she could not withstand the erosion of the ice here.
He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, Yingluo's head rested on her shoulder, and her hands tightly wrapped around his waist.
Seeing that she is quite tall and as light as a cat, it seems that she is thinner than before she entered the palace. I really don't know why such a ridiculous idea suddenly came to her head.
At this time, Amai and Zhen'er have been waiting at the door of the bedroom. Amai followed the two of them to Yutaijiao tonight, fearing that King Zheng would become suspicious, and only returned home after seeing the two of them leaving safely.
The scattered starlight faded, the moon shadow gradually set in the west, the sky was dim, and in the mist of dusk, two hazy figures appeared in the distance and gradually approached.
Amai could see at night and saw Prince Zheng coming back with the young lady in his arms. The two of them had obviously left Yutaijiao safe and sound. Could it be that something happened to the young lady? He rushed over and asked, "Miss, could the young lady be injured?" He was concerned.
chaos.
Si Wushang looked at Yingluo, who was sleeping deeply in his arms. Both of them smelled of alcohol, but he didn't notice it. "Huh, she just drank too much." He snorted softly.
"Young lady has a good capacity for drinking. You won't get drunk with ordinary wine."
Si Wushang frowned and was a little displeased. This guard knew her better than he did, "Well, she drank the drunken immortal brew."
Zhen'er was waiting at the door when she saw Amai suddenly running into the night. She looked in the direction and vaguely saw the figure of the prince in the distance. She hurriedly followed Amai and ran over, "Ms.
, what’s wrong with you?”
Si Wushang saw that the two servants were quite loyal, and glanced at Amai, "If you want to relieve the princess' drunkenness, go to the kitchen and make a sobering soup."
"yes!"
Zhen'er followed into the room to wait on her. Si Wushang bent down and placed Yingluo on the couch. Yingluo seemed to sense Si Wushang's departure. She frowned and did not wake up, but a pair of hands grabbed his clothes.
sleeve.
Si Wushang unbuckled his belt with one hand, took off his night clothes and placed them beside her. He told Zhen'er, "Take off her clothes. It will be very uncomfortable to wear them like this."
Zhen'er stepped forward and took off Murong Yingluo's boots. Si Wushang wanted to leave, but he saw extremely small spider silk on Yingluo's boots, which glowed brightly through the candlelight.
Picking up the boots from the ground, he picked up the Thousand Spider Silk with his shiny fingertips. It was not as smooth as silk, and there was dust on it. He suddenly realized that something was wrong! It was covered with Thousand Spider Silk, and she must have been on the roof.
I bumped into it accidentally.
It seems that the two people in Yutaijiao knew that there was someone on the roof tonight, and they just put on a good show, but they missed the opportunity!
Zhen'er struggled to drag Yingluo's body and took off her night clothes. Yingluo's mind was gradually awakened by Zhen'er's torment. She frowned in pain. She felt hot all over her body, but there was severe swelling and pain in her abdomen.
He murmured softly: "My stomach hurts!"
Zhen'er heard the young lady complaining about her abdominal pain, "What should I do? The young lady hasn't eaten for several days, and now she's drunk again. I'm afraid her stomach will be burned out."
Hearing Zhen'er's whisper, Si Wushang retracted his thoughts. Even if he was upset, there was nothing he could do. At this time, Gongyichu should have left the city gate and returned to the camp.
He leaned his head slightly and saw Yingluo on the couch wearing a light underwear. She was holding her lower abdomen with one hand and holding the brocade quilt with her other hand, frowning in pain.
He walked forward slowly and put his hand on her wrist. She had a cold constitution. She drank half a jar of cold wine, and now the cold air condensed in her body.
It seemed that he really shouldn't take her to the wine cellar and cause a lot of trouble for no reason, so he told Zhen'er to go to the kitchen to get some salt and ginger slices.
Si Wushang found a mugwort sachet in the compartment of the bookshelf, which was specially used to protect classic books from moisture and insects. In order to dispel the coldness in her body, she used the simplest method of fumigating mugwort.
She took some mugwort leaves and crushed them into velvet strips with her hands. She waited for Zhen'er to go to the kitchen and brought ginger and salt to seal the acupuncture points for her. She ordered Zhen'er to take off her underwear and lift up her underwear, revealing
Tight and smooth belly.
Spread salt around the navel, punch a hole in the middle of a ginger slice, burn mugwort and place it on top. Warm air will enter the body, and cold air will be discharged from the body on its own.
Zhen'er looked at the prince who was attentive and wondered why he felt that when the prince went out with the lady, the prince's attitude towards the lady seemed to be much better.
Si Wushang stopped his hand and looked at Zhen'er looking at him. He coughed in displeasure and said, "Remember, don't get water on your burned navel."
Hearing the prince's cold shout, Zhen'er just came back to her senses, "Ah! Yes, I know."
After being smoked like this for a long time, Amai came outside the door with a sobering potion. Zhen'er had just gone and didn't tell him that the lady had abdominal pain.
Zhen'er served Murong Yingluo and drank the sobering potion, which could relieve the pain of drunkenness.
It was already the zenith of the moon, and Si Wushang saw that Yingluo's face was much calmer, and it seemed that she would be fine if she just slept. Now there were countless pairs of eyes staring at Qingfeng Garden, and he had to stay in the bedroom.
"Both of you, please go out!" Seeing that the young lady was fine and the prince was taking such good care of her, the two of them left with peace of mind.
Si Wushang was disgusted that Yingluo was sleeping peacefully on the couch. Si Wushang sat by the desk and planned to make do with it for the night. It would be dawn in two hours.
At night, she could faintly hear rustling sounds coming from the bed. Murong Yingluo tossed and turned and slept uneasily. At this time, the hot and cold forces in Yingluo's body collided with each other. She felt extremely uncomfortable in her stomach and was covered in cold sweat.
Si Wushang stepped forward and stretched out his hand to shake her body. Murong Yingluo did not wake up. Unexpectedly, she had an extremely cold body, and the cold air in her body had not been eliminated. If it stayed in her body for a long time, it would turn into cold poison.
That's it! After all, she is a very useful chess piece. Today, I will help her force the cold poison out of her body and stretch out my hand to straighten her body.
At this moment, Yingluo's body was filled with hot and cold feelings, a combination of ice and fire. A cold air surged up from her abdomen. Before she could straighten her body, all the filth in her belly was vomited onto Si Wushang's body.
After vomiting it out like this, I felt much better in my stomach. I fell down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Si Wushang took off his shirt in disgust and threw it on the ground. The room was filled with the disgusting smell of alcohol. His gloomy eyes stared coldly at Yingluo on the bed. Damn this woman, she is so dizzy that she would stay here.