Ximen Yourong's proposal was shattered as quickly as a daydream, because Dongling Yuanyong turned his head and glared at her and said:
"Ximen Yourong, you are trying to burn bridges by crossing the river, you are ungrateful!"
Ximen Yourong pursed her lips and said nothing, but her twinkling eyes told her innocence.
Her innocence made Dongling Yuanyong's eyes sink, and he said again:
"You still have the nerve to pretend to be innocent? Count yourself, how many times have I saved you?"
Ximen Yourong blinked again and immediately understood what he meant! Thinking about it and counting, it seemed that the most time she was alone with him was at night, and she slept warmly because of him.
Considering the convenience of being next to him, Ximen Yourong lay down and huddled up and said to himself.
"It seems that sleeping with Xue'er in my arms is not as warm as your majesty's luck to me... Well, let's put it this way...!"
As Ximen Yourong said, she automatically moved inside so that the heat source was not close to her.
Dongling Yuanyong looked at the person who was curling up with her back to him. He hadn't yet understood the meaning of her nonsense. As a result, she shrank to the side before she finished speaking, as if she wanted to keep a distance from him.
He was originally angry, but the way she shrank was annoying to him. He stretched out his hand and pulled her back so that her back was pressed against his warm chest.
Ximen Yourong's sleepy eyes opened because of his movements. She didn't look back and just said:
"Your Majesty, this is what you want to help me. I am not asking you for help."
It was confirmed, his body temperature was indeed much warmer than when she held Xueer.
"You're a woman, you're so good at getting so little."
Dongling Yuanyong smiled faintly, it turned out that she just stupidly fell asleep inside because she didn't want to owe him any favors.
However, every time he helped her, it was not because she asked for it, but because he had already helped her solve her pain before he even figured out what was going on.
Ximen Yourong smiled slightly, but didn't answer any more. His embrace should be weird to her, but the body temperature next to him made her feel unprecedented comfort, which made her become more and more greedy.
.
However, his chest is not the place for her to be greedy, otherwise, when she is far away, she will miss this kind of comfort.
"Your cold poison...will it attack when you get cold?"
Dongling Yuanyong's curious inquiry came to her ears, and she opened her sleepy eyes again and said dumbly:
"I don't usually have attacks!"
"Then what happened just now?"
Although her pain just now was not as severe as that night, the coldness of her body was clearly something wrong.
"It was not an attack just now, it was just because I knelt for too long and failed to keep myself warm that I felt cold and uncomfortable."
"Wouldn't it be uncomfortable for you to keep warm?"
"Well...!" Now she doesn't feel uncomfortable at all and just wants to sleep.
Dongling Yuanyong regretted that he had just punished her by kneeling for so long, but he couldn't bear to say soft words, so he said to her uncomfortably:
"Next time, don't act like a dead person and remain silent when you feel uncomfortable!"
The more he learns about her, the more he cares and tolerates her.
Ximen Yourong's steady and steady breathing made Dongling Yuanyong feel that she seemed to be asleep.
His chin rested on her newly fragrant hair, and soon he felt sleepy.
Just when Dongling Yuanyong subconsciously tightened his body in his arms, Ximen Yourong twisted his body and changed his direction to face him, opened his eyes slightly and looked at him.
Then, she closed her eyes again and moved her whole body into his arms. She breathed lightly until she found the most comfortable position...!
With an inexplicable smile of relief, Dongling Yuanyong gradually fell asleep with her...!
When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright. He looked down at Ximen Yourong, who was still sleeping soundly. For a moment, his heart was full of contradictions.
Because he realized that he didn't hate holding her to sleep like this at all. However, she should have been the woman he was least likely to hold!
Sighing deeply, he just wanted to pull his arm away from Ximen Yourong's neck, but as soon as he didn't want to move, she slowly opened her eyes and met his gaze.
"It was me who woke me up..." Dongling Yuanyong was confused by his natural doting on her. As if to resolve this "should not be", he rudely twitched his arm, turned over and sat up, and said:
"Since the queen is awake, get up and help me get dressed."
Ximen Yourong didn't care about his change, but she was attached to the warmth in bed and didn't want to get up.
"Still not getting up?"
Dongling Yuanyong turned his head and looked dissatisfied at Ximen Yourong, who was still lying down. His unhappy look made Ximen Yourong have to sit up, but she still wrapped herself in a quilt and did not get out of bed.
"you……?"
"The windows are not closed, it's cold!"
Ximen Yourong saw white snow outside, which showed that it had snowed all night last night.
Dongling Yuanyong also looked out the window, and then looked at the pitiful way she shrank her head. He went over to close the window in a strange way to block a lot of the cold indoors.
However, when he realized what he was doing, he suddenly rushed back to the bed and looked at Ximen Yourong and said angrily:
"Ximen Yourong, how dare you ask me to do things?"
"How can I summon your majesty?"
"you……."
"Didn't His Majesty say that if I feel uncomfortable, just tell me?"
She heard the last thing he said last night, which was that he himself said that if she felt uncomfortable, she should not be silent like a dead person.
She was afraid of the cold, so she just said casually that she felt cold without closing the window, but she didn't mean to let him close the window himself. He closed it himself. How could it be that she was the one who ordered him?
Dongling Yuanyong's face wrinkled, he almost choked to death because of her. In the final analysis, it was him who "served" for her.
When Ximen Yourong saw that his face turned dark again, she quickly flipped over the warm quilt and jumped out of bed.
Before she could do anything, Dongling Yuanyong roared:
"Wear shoes".
Ximen Yourong looked at her white and tender bare feet, and then looked up at Dongling Yuanyong who was glaring at her. Although there was fire in his eyes, she knew that he cared about her!
She didn't know if she knew there was no danger in his annoyance, so she obeyed and put on her shoes first, then approached Dongling Yuanyong, helped him tie the belt of his underwear, and coaxed softly:
"Your Majesty, don't be angry. Being angry early in the morning will hurt your internal organs, which is not good."
"You're not the one who offended me." Dongling Yuanyong really wanted to slap her to death, but he seemed unable to do so.
"I...Okay, whatever your Majesty says is fine. Isn't that okay if I'm wrong?"
"Perfunctory!" Someone doesn't appreciate it!
"I am not trying to deal with Your Majesty. I have no choice but to choose a moderate way of survival for the sake of my own life. But I am very afraid that Your Majesty will take my life in a fit of anger."
"Ximen Yourong..."
Dongling Yuanyong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and growled. It was better for her to shut up and not say anything. Listening to her words would make his life shorter.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I won't say it anymore, your Majesty, don't be angry."
This man is as if he is possessed by a spirit god. Why is he so angry?
Dongling Yuanyong was quite angry at first, but hearing her increasingly distant tone, he actually wasn't even angry at all.
There was a hidden strangeness between the two of them when they were going back and forth, but before they had time to notice the change, Eunuch Cao brought someone in to wait on him.
What made Ximen Yourong secretly helpless was that she had just helped Dongling Yuanyong dress up, but she forgot that he still needed to change his dressing.
So, she resigned herself to untying his clothes and cleaning his wounds, but today's medicine did not contain "yin seeds".
It seemed that he was planning to let the wound heal, but he didn't know why he was going through all this trouble, and he still had to cut a hole in his body to suffer.
"Hiss... um...!"
Ximen Yourong's inattentive application of the medicine made Dongling Yuanyong cry out in pain, but Ximen Yourong said calmly:
"Your Majesty, please bear with me. You'll be fine soon."
Dongling Yuanyong frowned. Yesterday she carefully blew him air when he didn't feel any pain. Now that he really hurts, she didn't blink an eye and asked him to endure it??
Secretly bored, Dongling Yuanyong had a stinky face. Unfortunately, the person who had offended him was concentrating on helping him tidy up his clothes, and could not see the coldness on his face.
It wasn't until she was serving his meal that Ximen Yourong noticed his stinky face. She asked in confusion:
"Your Majesty, are you angry again?"
She asked, but they ignored her, so she could only soften her voice: "Did I make His Majesty angry again?"
"What do you think?"
He had already said that, but his questioning look made Ximen Yourong subconsciously say:
"I was wrong!"
"It's wrong again. You don't even know where you went wrong."
Wrong, wrong... these two words have become her insincere mantra!
"That's true. Your Majesty is possessed by a god of energy. He can get angry no matter what. I don't even know..."
"Ximen Yourong...!"
Dongling Yuanyong was so angry that she picked up the spoon and threw it back into the bowl with a clang. She was really becoming less and less afraid of death!
Of course it was not the first time that Eunuch Cao on the side saw him get angry, but it was the first time that Eunuch Cao saw this kind of obviously awkward anger.
Looking at Ximen Yourong, who was not the least bit frightened because of Dongling Yuanyong's anger, Eunuch Cao waited while holding his breath. He wanted to see what kind of sparks Dongling Yuanyong and Ximen Yourong would produce when they collided?
Ximen Yourong did not disappoint Eunuch Cao, she said calmly:
"Your Majesty, you still have wounds on your body. You are always angry and the wounds are difficult to heal."
"So you still remember that I was injured?" Dongling Yuanyong looked at Ximen Yourong dissatisfied.
"I just came to take care of His Majesty's injury, how could I not remember it?"
"Do you dare to say that after you woke up, you really remembered what you came to do? You didn't even care about whether my injury was okay, otherwise you wouldn't have forgotten that I still need to change the dressing... Forget it
, when you changed the dressing just now, it hurt me without any pain or itch! Yesterday you knew you were careful and breathed into my wound, but look at how you behaved today? "
Dongling Yuanyong has completely lost his "reservation". He is like a husband who complains that his wife is not considerate and scolds her when he gets angry.
But he didn't realize what the meaning of his childish "scolding" was!
But those who listened heard that something was unusual. Especially Eunuch Cao, this time, he was really sure that Dongling Yuanyong’s attitude toward Ximen Yourong was changing drastically!