When Zhao Yu woke up, it was already midnight, and Ding Zhu had not come back yet. Bu Gai brought snacks, and Zhao Yu asked, "How is Miss Zhu?"
Bu Gai replied tremblingly: "He's still asleep!"
He always felt that Zhao Yu was very scary.
Zhao Yu frowned and murmured softly: "I'm not awake yet."
Bu Gai waited uneasily, Zhao Yu waved his hand and said: "Go down!"
Bu Gai was amnesty and ran away quickly. Zhao Yu ate a few bites of snacks but they tasted nothing. He walked out of the room, thinking about going to see Chen Xiaoyue, but instead he walked towards Zhu Ying's room.
When he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the door of Zhu Ying's room. The door was ajar. He looked inside and saw that Sulan was no longer there. He wanted to go in but hesitated. After all, a man and a woman alone were living together.
The house always has discordant etiquette and is criticized by others.
He turned around and was about to leave when the people in the room began to hum, their voices filled with extreme pain.
Zhao Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in. He had never been a sentimental person, but for some reason he felt tenderness towards the woman in the room. Could it really be because of the relationship last night? He also became
A superficial man?
He came to the bedside and saw that the person on the bed had his eyes closed, his cheeks were red, his teeth were clenched, his forehead was covered with layers of sweat, and his whole body was trembling.
Zhao Yu was shocked, how poisonous is this love flower? The toxin has not been removed after tossing all night? He reached out and touched Zhu Ying's forehead and hands. He felt that her forehead was hot but her hands were cold. What was going on?
?
He sat down on the bedside, frowning his handsome eyebrows and couldn't help but bring Zhu Ying's body to him. Zhu Ying felt the warmth and her body automatically pressed close to him, and her hands wrapped around his waist like an octopus.
This reminded Zhao Yu of the seductive scene of Zhu Ying at the well last night, and he couldn't help but tense up.
Just as he was about to push her away, Sulan walked in with a medicine bowl. In Sulan's eyes, the way they were entangled together was that the prince was bullying the young lady. She exclaimed: "Your Majesty——"
In the hearts of Sulan and others, the Fourteenth Prince is someone who needs to be wary and an enemy.
Zhao Yu felt as if he had been caught in bed. He coughed awkwardly and said, "I saw no one in the house so I came in to take a look? What's wrong with your lady? Why is she so cold?"
Sulan didn't speak, her eyes were red. It seemed that the little girl had cried a lot. She was really loyal to her master. It was rare to find such a loyal servant to her master nowadays. Zhao Yu had a good impression of the master and his servant.
Sulan walked to the bed and squeezed Zhao Yu away. No matter how noble the person in front of her was, she couldn't compare to a finger of the lady. She scooped up a spoonful of concoction and blew it on Zhu Yu.
Ying's mouth.
Zhao Yu felt bored. After all, he was a dignified prince, and the little girl regarded him as a prodigal son. He was indeed not suitable to stay here any longer. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Su Lan shouting in a crying voice:
"Miss, don't be like this. How can you get rid of the poison if you don't drink it? Be good, open your mouth and let's take a sip. Don't scare Sulan..."
Zhu Ying was in a daze, clenching her teeth, and the concoction flowed from the corner of her mouth to the pillow. She didn't like bitterness, so she pursed her mouth tighter.
Zhao Yu couldn't stand it any longer, so he reached out to take the medicinal soup from Su Lan's hand and said, "Give it to me, the king!"
He said it in a commanding tone. Su Lan was also flustered at the moment and handed the decoction to him under Zhao Yu's pressure.
Zhao Yu stretched out his fingers and directly opened Zhu Ying's teeth. Su Lan screamed in shock and said: "Your Majesty, if you give me some, you will hurt the lady."
Zhao Yu ignored her and took a big sip of the decoction. He lowered his head and sealed Zhu Ying's lips, then poured it in mouth-to-mouth.
Zhu Ying struggled, but she was soon surrendered in a coma, and soon she drank up a large bowl of soup.
Perhaps it was too bitter, so Zhu Ying instinctively stretched out her lilac tongue to lick her own lips, but she licked Zhao Yu's lips before she could withdraw.
Su Lan looked on, shocked and ashamed, not knowing whether to stay or avoid.
The scene last night came into Zhao Yu's mind again. Zhao Yu felt a sudden tightening in his lower abdomen, and took Zhu Ying's uvula into his mouth, lingering with it.
Su Lan rushed forward with a pale face and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
Su Lan's cry awakened Zhao Yu's reason, and he couldn't help but blush. He pulled away and sat up, exerting a lot of effort to restrain himself.
After he calmed down, he handed the medicine bowl to Su Lan, tucked Zhu Ying's slipping quilt and asked, "Why are you sick?"
There was a hint of reproach to Su Lan in her tone.
Su Lan said with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Xu said that last night he suffered from cold and the poison of love flower poison, so he got the cold. If the high fever does not go away tonight..."
"It'll be fine. Your young lady has her own destiny. Go and ask Xu Mubai for another girl. I won't worry if you are the only one who can take care of her."
Sulan was so anxious just now that she forgot to ask Xu Mubai to bring someone over. Now after being reminded by the Fourteenth Prince, she immediately ran out to find Xu Mubai.
Zhao Yu shook his head. This girl was really reckless. It seemed that she wanted to help her get another maid. He didn't even realize that he was already helping Zhu Ying plan her future.
After Sulan left, he might as well leave. He sat by the bed and took care of Zhu Yinglai. He picked up the towel that had fallen aside, washed it on the face plate, pushed the scattered hair on her forehead to both sides, and
He put a towel on her hot forehead and said with a sarcastic tone: "Why is it so useless? I got sick after pouring a few buckets of water on it!"
Zhu Ying didn't know whether she heard it in her sleep, so she mumbled a few words in response, turned her delicate body and came close to him, pressed her cheek against his palm, and rubbed it contentedly.
Zhao Yu was about to retract his arm when he found that his palm was wet.
He didn't know what she was dreaming about and made her so sad, but he didn't take back his hand.
Her plaintive calls touched the weakest heartstring in Zhao Yu's heart. His thoughts returned to that dark and windy night fifteen years ago. That day, he also called for his mother and concubine, one after another.
I begged that person to save my mother and concubine, but...
The fire of revenge ignited in his heart. This time when he came back, he must make those people pay the price and take back what originally belonged to him. The hatred in his heart made him unconsciously increase the force on his hands, and Zhu Ying screamed in pain.
.
Zhao Yu immediately stopped holding his hands and looked at the little man on the bed. Unexpectedly, those slender hands had already hugged Zhao Yu's waist, and his body was clinging tightly to his side.
She regarded him as a warm stove.
Zhao Yu was a little helpless. Both of them were unmarried. How could such an intimate gesture be considered appropriate? In the Great Liang Kingdom, they would be put in a pig cage. He wanted to pull the arms away, but the owner of the arms hugged him tighter.
He was mumbling in his mouth.
"It's so warm, my mother is so warm. My child should never be separated from her mother again, never be separated from her mother again."
Zhao Yu gave up, took off his shoes and sat on the bed. A happy smile bloomed on Zhu Ying's face, and her little head fell into his broad chest.
Zhao Yu also hugged that small and delicate body tightly. Her body was really cold.
Zhao Yu thought of the almost skin-to-skin relationship with Zhu Ying last night. As a man, he should be responsible for a woman's reputation. As a woman, there seemed to be no other option except marrying him.
As for marrying her? It is impossible to marry her as a concubine. Taking her as a concubine still needs to be considered. As long as she is innocent, it is still possible to take her as a bed attendant. For a commoner, this is also a great favor.
Zhao Yu hugged the small body tightly with peace of mind, patted her back to coax her, closed his eyes and enjoyed the faint medicinal fragrance emanating from her body.
Slowly, Zhao Yu also fell asleep.
This was what Sulan saw when she returned to the room. The young lady was hugging the prince's waist and putting one leg on the prince's thigh. The prince turned sideways and hugged the young lady in his arms. The two slept in each other's arms, just like a couple.
couple.
She blushed with embarrassment and waited for a long time before she came to her senses. She silently exited the door and sat down outside.
Sulan was a little confused at the moment. The young lady was originally the wife of the prince, and the prince was originally the young lady's husband. There was nothing wrong with them sleeping in the same bed, but...but...the young lady said she wanted to leave here and leave the palace. She should go now.
Should I stop it or let it develop? She was so conflicted and confused that she fell asleep thinking about it.
Zhu Ying opened her eyes and vaguely saw a man lying beside her. She screamed and kicked him out of the bed. She pulled the quilt to cover her chest with one hand and pointed at the man on the ground with one hand and shouted.
: "You, what did you do to me? Sulan, Sulan——"
When Su Lan heard the screams, she rushed into the room as soon as possible. Looking at the two parties, she chose to stand aside silently. This was a matter between the couple, and she, a maid, could not talk to her.
This was the first time that Zhao Yu was kicked out of bed by a woman. He meant to help others, but he didn't expect that his good intentions would be treated like a donkey's heart. Moreover, he had just recognized her as his woman, so he was kicked out of bed by his own woman.
My heart is on fire.
"It's my king, you can see clearly!"
Zhu Ying was too panicked at first and didn't see clearly who it was. Now she looked closer and saw that it was Zhao Yu who was even more angry. She was obviously trying her best to break off the relationship with him, but why - why was it getting more and more confusing?
"How did you climb into my bed? Su Lan, how could he...how could he..."
Zhu Yingde's anger hurt Zhao Yu's male dignity. Knowing that he accepted her with dignity, shouldn't she have a face of joy, shyness and admiration? Why did she have a face of disgust? He
A majestic prince with great military exploits, is he still not worthy of her?
He stood up, put one leg on the edge of the bed, leaned his handsome face a few inches in front of Zhu Ying, raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth and asked evilly: "Miss Zhu, have you forgotten what happened last night? Yesterday?
This is not what you asked me to do tonight."
Even an ordinary man has to save face.
Memories suddenly came back to Zhu Ying's mind, and blood rushed to her face. It was so hot that it could boil eggs. Last night, she hugged his thigh by the well and begged him over and over again for Cheng Huan.
Scenes flew before her eyes, and if he hadn't been so determined, she would have suffered a big loss at this moment.
Zhu Ying didn't dare to look into Zhao Yu's eyes. She lowered her head and tried to find a hole to crawl into. She was so embarrassed... This chapter has been completed!