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He was indeed on the backyard wall. When Feng Hongluan found him, he was soaked to the skin, and his hair was frozen into ice. He was hugging his body and shivering. When he saw Feng Hongluan, his lips were a little purple, and he curled up.
He said with a proud smile: "I knew you would come looking for me."
Although he was smiling, his lips that were trembling due to the cold made Feng Hongluan feel so distressed that she couldn't help but shed tears like broken pearls.
He stretched out his hand, touched her fair face with his cold palm, and gently wiped away the tears that were pouring down her face with his fingertips: "Don't cry."
She no longer cares about propriety, justice, integrity, or a thorough understanding of love. Now Feng Hongluan only knows that she likes the man in front of her, very much, very much.
She threw herself into his arms, suppressing her voice and crying lowly.
This time, she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but he took the initiative to push her away: "You'll catch a cold. Go back quickly. I'm going back too. If I don't go back, something will happen."
As he said that, he was about to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, he felt a huge dizziness, and his tall body finally collapsed to the ground due to lack of strength.
"Hongyan, Hongyan..."
"Hong Yan, why are you so hot..."
"Hongyan..."
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In Hongluan Pavilion, mint-flavored pills give off a faint fragrance after taking them. Next to the bed, three charcoal pots are lit. The room is very quiet. You can only hear the crackling sound of the fire tower pots. Occasionally,
A hoarse cough came from the bed.
On the bed with pink curtains, there was a man lying on the bed. His face was a little pale, with a piece of white cotton cloth on his forehead, and a thin layer of sweat on his face.
The sleeping man was breathing heavily, his facial features were as handsome as a knife, and his brows occasionally furrowed in discomfort were heart-stirring.
Feng Hongluan never thought that there would be a man lying on her bed, and she never thought that this man would be King Jin.
He had a fever, and somehow he escaped from the Ancestral Temple, feeling like a drowned rat.
His body was so hot that Feng Hongluan didn't care about the difference between men and women. She changed his wet clothes, moved all the charcoal basins in the room to the bedside, boiled water and twisted the handkerchief to cool him down. She thought
She went to call the doctor, but she was afraid of alerting others. She didn't care about her own reputation, but was afraid that the emperor would find out about the lie and escape secretly.
It was already five o'clock in the morning, and she had already made up her mind that if his fever persisted, she would go see a doctor no matter what.
Simply, without taking off his clothes, taking care of him every step of the way, and because he was already strong, the high fever had subsided, but the occasional cough still touched Feng Hongluan's heart.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I looked at his peaceful face while sleeping, all the aura and color he usually had had faded away, and now he was even more ordinary, but Feng Hongluan was even more fascinated by it.
She had loved one man in her life, and that was Ling Che. The result was that she was burned by fire. She thought she could no longer love, but this "thought" completely collapsed tonight.
Others may see men as absurd and extravagant, robbing women, and cruel and cruel, but in her eyes, Hong Yan is just a naughty child.
Feng Hongluan, at least, had never really seen any of these rumors about absurd extravagance, shameless vulgarity, robbery of women, and cruelty in Hong Yan.
What she saw was an infatuated man who was devoted to her until death and would not marry him unless she was his wife.
Even if he is really the man who is rumored to be like a hellish Rakshasa, Feng Hongluan is extremely sure in her heart at this moment that whether he is a god or a ghost, she wants to personally experience his heart.
"Cough, cough, cough!" He coughed a few more times. Feng Hongluan hurriedly stretched out her hand to help him breathe, and touched his forehead with soft catkins. She looked somewhat relieved, as the fever was finally gone.
He stood up and looked at the sky outside. In less than an hour, the entire imperial city would wake up. Hong Yan said that he escaped from the Ancestral Temple. If he didn't go back, would it cause a big disaster?
Although the Emperor loves Hong Yan, the act of imprisoning Hong Yan and forcing Hong Yan to marry the general's daughter clearly shows that to the Emperor, although Hong Yan is his younger brother, he is nothing more than a political tool. Hong Yan's marriage is destined to end with Huai.
Like a king, can’t he make the decision himself?
If the emperor insists, Hong Yan will definitely have no room for resistance. Is it really possible for him to wait three years for the sixth prince to grow up before marrying the general's daughter as he wishes?
She can wait for three years, but she knows that the general cannot wait.
In fact, Hong Yan should also know in his heart that what the general wants is just the title of the father of the fifth princess. As for the sixth prince, he is just the son of a Liangyuan, and Tailiangyuan has passed away long ago. Although the sixth prince was named Xuan Wang, he is still under the title of "Xuanwang".
Among the brothers, if you want a backer but not a backer, if you want power but not power, how could the general have wronged his daughter and married King Xuan?
After all, compared to King Xuan, the Queen Mother is Hong Yan's biological mother, and the Emperor is Hong Yan's brother. King Xuan is completely different from Hong Yan, the King of Jin.
The purpose of the general is obvious. If his daughter can successfully become the fifth princess, it will be tantamount to adding the reputation of a royal relative to his title of general, making his status more noble. Moreover, his daughter is probably not the same.
My desire to marry Hong Yan is just a pawn arranged by the general in the royal family.
Feng Hongluan just didn't understand why the emperor, such a smart person, had to be constrained by the general at every turn. Even the important matter of Hong Yan's marriage had to be sacrificed by the emperor?
Your Majesty, if you are not very wise and foolish, then you are the General. Now, his power has reached the point where he can cover the sky with one hand and change the clouds and rain, so that the Emperor has no choice but to be afraid of compromising and bowing his head.
Come to think of it, although the general just talked about the marriage of his children in the court yesterday, but in secret, the general had already mentioned this matter to the emperor and put pressure on the emperor, because Hongyan had been imprisoned for more than a month.
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More than a month ago, the emperor had already begun to persuade Hong Yan to marry the general's daughter, and for this reason he did not hesitate to imprison Hong Yan in the Ancestral Temple.
For more than a month, for Hong Yan, who was born free, it was undoubtedly a torture worse than death.
And she almost misunderstood him. If she had let him into the house earlier, he might not have fainted from a high fever.
Thinking of this, Feng Hongluan felt guilty for a while. She really shouldn't have trusted him at all.
Outside the door, there was the sound of someone moving around, which seemed to be fragrant, and Feng Hongluan was slightly startled.