The frost is shining and the moon is bright, it is a cold night.
Qingxi fell into a deep sleep, she was too tired.
Yueying stood aside, fiddling with the charcoal fire.
With a squeak all over, the door was pushed open slightly, and Xiao Yizheng crept in.
He took off his outer cloak, walked lightly to the charcoal fire, stretched out his hands to bake it, and after the coldness in his body went away, he walked to the bedside, sat down slowly, and stared at the sleeping face in the clear stream.
"Your Highness has not slept all day and all night. I will guard the princess tonight. You can go and rest." Yueying said softly.
Xiao Yizheng shook his head, tucked the corners of his quilt, and said in a low voice: "You go and rest, I will guard her."
Yueying sighed softly, bowed and left the house.
The lights in the room were dim and warm, illuminating each other's faces.
After getting off the tower, Qingxi collapsed in his arms.
He carried her all the way back to the handsome man's house.
The imperial doctor said that due to fatigue from traveling for days, severe cold entering the body, and mental stress and stimulation, his body was depleted and his Qi and blood were depleted, so he needed good physical conditioning and maintenance.
She has been sleeping quietly like this since the next night.
Xiao Yizheng raised his hand and gently massaged her face. Only now, after dealing with all post-war affairs, did he have time to take a good look at her.
This face was originally fair and delicate, and could be broken by a blow, but now it has several minor cracks.
He touched her softly and slowly one by one, his breathing disordered.
He reached into the quilt, groped for her hand, squeezed it, and traced his fingers into the palm of her hand, feeling the slight protrusions. The jade hands that could write ink paintings and play the sound of the ages actually had thin calluses.
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His throat tightened and his heart ached.
Yueying said she still had a lot of bruises and scratches on her body, especially on her legs.
He couldn't check them one by one, and he didn't dare to check them one by one.
Afraid of the cold air seeping in, he reluctantly withdrew his hand, arranged the bedding again, and then just stared at her deeply.
As he looked at it, he felt something slipping down his face. He reached out and touched it, and it turned out to be tears.
How long has it been since he shed tears? It seems that he has never shed a tear since his mother passed away. He has almost forgotten the feeling of crying.
The tears at this moment are of fear, distress, love, and anger.
He moved his body, got closer to her, and whispered softly: "Why do you always act like this? You always don't listen to what I say... It scares me every time. What on earth am I going to say?
How can you learn to protect yourself from worrying me? Ah Heng, this time, I am really angry with you." He paused, leaned down, and looked carefully at the fine marks on her face.
She whispered softly: "The injuries on your face, the calluses on your hands, and the pain on your body, let's take care of them slowly. I'm afraid you don't even know how beautiful you are. But I know, I have always known. That day, you mistakenly
When I entered the library and stood under the moonlight, I thought, could this be a fairy who has entered the mortal world? My Ah Heng is actually the alluring fairy." He gently placed his lips on her forehead and gave her a long kiss.
When Qingxi woke up, it was noon the next day.
She opened her eyes slightly, but she still couldn't adapt to the dazzling light. After a while, she finally opened her eyes completely.
She wanted to raise her hands, but found that the quilt was a bit heavy, wrapping her tightly, and she couldn't make much movement at all.
After taking a few deep breaths, she slowly swayed and stood up with her hands on her hands.
Yueying heard the movement on the bed, quickly strode over, lifted the bed curtain, and saw that she was awake, and said happily: "Miss, you are awake." Then he helped her get up, cushioned her backrest, and let her lean on the bed comfortably.
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Qingxi put her hand on her head, still feeling dizzy, "Where am I?"
"This is His Majesty's room. You have been sleeping since last night. The imperial doctor said that you are tired and weak, so you should have a good rest." She went on to talk about other situations, and complained that she had left her to take risks.
"You don't even know how scared I am. Especially after seeing His Highness, I have never seen his expression before. If something happens to you, I think His Highness is going to kill someone. Yesterday, His Highness hugged you
When I came back, I saw that his face was as white as snow, and he must have been dead for half his life. Bah, bah, bah..." She breathed a few mouthfuls as she spoke, and then said urgently: "Amitabha, are you okay?"
The corners of Qingxi's mouth moved, she smiled, and reassured her: "I'm fine."
"Your Highness has been guarding you all night, and you don't know how to sleep.
I didn’t sleep. This morning, I went to the meeting hall again to discuss matters.”
Qingxi frowned and asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's noon, it's time to have lunch." Yueying said as if she remembered something. "The imperial doctor has prescribed some nourishing medicine. It should be ready. I'll get it. You wait, and I'll tell His Highness that you're awake."
"No, don't disturb their discussion. He will come naturally after he has finished his work." Qingxi ordered.
After Yueying left, she tried to stretch her muscles on the bed, but she was still a little weak. She raised her eyes and looked around the room carefully. Sure enough, this room was just like the bedroom in Zhengzeyuan, adhering to his simple style.
What's special is that the silver-white armor hanging next to the desk is glowing with a cold light.
She put on her clothes and put on her cloak, got out of bed and walked slowly to the armor, stretched out her hand to touch it gently, thinking about his figure on the battlefield, a look of pride dyed her brows.
She heard the sound of the door opening behind her, turned around and said with a smile, "You're back?"
When I turned around and looked around, I saw that it was not Yueying, but Xiao Yizheng in regular clothes.
She paused for a moment, and then the smile on her lips blossomed even brighter.
Xiao Yizheng looked at her, but just said calmly: "Go back to bed and lie down."
"Huh?" She was stunned, feeling that his performance did not meet her expectations.
And Xiao Yizheng had already stepped in front of her in two or three steps. Without waiting for her to react, he stretched out his hand to give her a hug, and put her neatly back on the bed. He took off her outer cloak with his hands, and wrapped her tightly with the quilt, leaving only her body exposed.
There is a little head outside.
The whole process was completed in one go, and Qingxi didn't even have a chance to say no.
She opened her big eyes and looked at him clearly. Seeing the bags under his eyes and his tired face, she asked in a soft voice: "I heard that you stayed with me all night, are you tired? Have you had lunch?"
Do you want to sleep for a while?" She said, moved her body inside, and said without thinking: "Sleep here, you need to rest."
Xiao Yizheng's eyes were heavy, and after a long while, he only replied: "No need."
Qingxi frowned and wanted to persuade her again, but Yueying came back.
Xiao Yizheng took the medicine from Yueying's hand, sat back on the bed, and said in a low voice: "Drink the medicine."
"Oh." Qingxi always felt that his attitude was weird, but she didn't know what the blame was.
She opened her mouth obediently and drank the soup he fed her one mouthful at a time. She looked at him with every mouthful, but Xiao Yizheng's eyes were only fixed on the soup spoon.
After finishing the bowl of medicine, Yueying handed over the mouthwash and candied fruits.
Qingxi said proudly: "No need."
"Of course you don't need it. I'm even willing to give up the herbs given to you." Xiao Yizheng said in a low voice.
Qingxi bit her lip and thought over and over what this sentence meant.
Before she could figure it out, she heard his order again: "Open your mouth."
Looking down, he found another bowl of red bean porridge in his hand.
"Princess, the imperial doctor said that you can only eat some liquid food now. This is what His Highness specially ordered." Yueying smiled and winked at her.
Qingxi smiled: "I like it."
So, she obediently finished the bowl of porridge he fed her. However, during the whole process, he just stared at the bowl of red bean porridge.
Xiao Yizheng handed the empty bowl to Yue Ying, stood up and said, "Lie down on the bed and don't go out." His tone was still calm, as if he was arranging an insignificant task.
She hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and asked very directly: "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Yizheng lowered his eyes, looked at the hand holding his own, was silent for a while, and said to Yueying: "I took some plaster from the imperial doctor to apply on wounds, and some anti-chilblain plaster. I will apply it to the princess later."
Yueying also belatedly noticed the change in Xiao Yizheng's attitude, so she quickly put away her smile and said hello respectfully.
"I have things ahead of me, so I can't delay." He confessed again in a low voice.
Hearing this, Qingxi hesitated for a while and then let go.
She cannot be a burden to him.
"Have a good rest." Xiao Yizheng couldn't help but glance at her and saw that she was flipping the quilt covering the top. He focused his eyes, winked at Yueying, and strode out.
room.
Yueying was very understanding in taking care of Qingxi and quickly stepped forward to cover her with the quilt. "Don't lift the quilt."
, do you think your health is not bad enough? Or do you think His Highness is not tired enough?"
She said it casually, but when it fell into Qingxi's ears, it was like a storm.
Because of the war in Beisu, he was already busy and tired. Because of his own safety, he was already worried about his own safety. I was afraid that he had not slept or eaten well for many days, and he was still injured.
Her heart tightened, and she instinctively wanted to get out of bed and look for him. But the hand that had just started to lift the quilt stopped, and she silently retracted into the quilt.
She slowly lay down, looked at the top of the bed tent, and asked in a low voice:
"Yueying, am I really too bold this time?"
There was hesitation, grievance, fear, and worry in her voice.
Yueying paused for a moment, feeling that her appearance was as strange as Xiao Yizheng's.
"Anyway, I'm used to it. In the past, no matter how bold you were, nothing you did was outrageous. After all, you couldn't do anything big. Now that you are a princess, you naturally have more opportunities to do big things.
, so I became worried."
Yueying's words were unpolished, straightforward and simple, but they made Qingxi feel enlightened and clear.
Because of her status, she became willful; and he never stopped her willfulness and tolerated all the consequences of her willfulness.
Qingxi sighed softly: "I understand, he is angry with me."
"Who? Your Highness? Impossible." Yueying asked and answered to herself.
Look at how His Highness treats his own girl, how could he be angry?
She kept shaking her head.
"Tell me, what does he like? How to coax him? It shouldn't be too difficult, right?" Qingxi didn't care about her, and now she was full of plans to coax him. It was as if everything that had happened in the past few days was thrilling.
It has nothing to do with you and is not worth mentioning at all.
"Your Highness likes you!" Yueying blurted out the answer.