The back of the screen fell silent.

"Can you do it?" Yun Qianyue asked, she wanted to see the Yuxue Feilong.

"Yun Qianyue, I'm still hot." After a while, a sentence was spoken.

Yes, he was still feverish! Yun Qianyue suddenly felt relieved. At the level of fever, she naturally couldn't rush to go. She suppressed her deep interest and said to the back of the screen: "You get better quickly!"

Rong Jing's nice voice seemed to respond casually, "Okay!"

When Yun Qianyue heard such a nice voice, her mind turned back from the Yuxue Flying Dragon. She looked at the scenery in the wooden barrel through the screen. It was just a hazy shadow, and it fell on the screen like a magnificent scroll, making the light landscape screen like a cloud falling down. She looked and looked, and suddenly felt confused.

Rong Jing behind the screen seemed to feel Yun Qianyue's gaze and there was no sound.

At this time, the door was pushed open from outside. Yuzishu walked in. A cool breath followed him in. Yun Qianyue looked away from the screen, turned slowly back, and asked Yuzishu in a safe manner, "Zishu, has the medicine been collected?"

"Yeah! The pick is back." Yuzishu nodded.

Yun Qianyue hurried over, took the medicine from his hand, glanced at it, and said in surprise: "He is just a fever. Have you actually picked... so many good medicines?"

"He not only has fever, but also has extremely weak body. He can take the time to replenish the situation." As Yuzishu spoke, she walked to the table, picked up her pen and ink, and began to prescribe the medicine.

Yun Qianyue pulled the herbs and checked them, and then she thought that this person was noble. Even the herbs that were drunk with fever were noble, but it would be best to make him well as soon as possible. She said to Yuzishu: "You prescribe the medicine, I'll go wash these herbs." After saying that, she heard Yuzishu respond, and hurriedly walked out of the room with the medicine and went outside the door, saying, "Feng Jin is gone."

Yuzishu looked out and smiled warmly, "I know!"

Yun Qianyue stopped talking and walked towards the kitchen.

In the room, Yuzi's pen and ink fell on the rice paper, making a rustling sound. After a while, he put down his pen and gently blew the ink on the prescription, and said to Rong Jing behind the screen: "Tumbling on his body makes her soft-hearted and sad, regretful and blamed you is the stupidest behavior. Prince Jing, do you think so?"

A serene sound came from behind the screen, as if Rong Jing was out of the wooden barrel and was dressing. He slowly said: "It doesn't matter if it's stupid, as long as it works, it's fine. Someone is used to seeing my idle wind and moon, and I don't think I will suffer any pain at all."

"Even this is a scheming, Prince Jing doesn't think his feelings for you are blasphemous?" Yuzishu raised his eyebrows.

"Have you never heard a word about love that needs to be managed?" Rong Jing walked out of the screen, his face flushed, and although his steps were weak, he was calm. He smiled faintly, "Oh, this sentence was taught to me. I am so eager to learn, so I naturally have to apply what I have learned."

Yuzishu stared at Rong Jing, took a closer look, and said for a while: "No wonder..."

Rong Jing raised his eyebrows.

"No wonder you can win her heart." Yuzishu smiled and looked at Rong Jing, as if he was a little playful. "Captain Jing planned step by step, and it must be very hard to plot against her heart like this, right?"

"It's not too hard!" Rong Jing sat slowly on the soft couch, looking at the burning stove in the room and said, "I enjoy it."

Yuzishu glanced at him, stopped talking, and walked out with the medicine.

The door was pushed open, a cold wind blew in, and closed it again, blocking the cold air outside. Rong Jing leaned against the soft couch with his eyes closed, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Half an hour later, Yun Qianyue returned to the room with the medicine bowl, and saw Rong Jing sleeping against the soft couch. She walked to him and looked at him carefully. There were two faint green shadows on his eyelashes, which meant that he had not had a good sleep these days. She couldn't bear to quarrel with him, but she had to quarrel. Just as she was about to reach out to push him, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.

A deep ink and water color in her eyes like a spring stopped her hands and suddenly stopped breathing.

"If you don't have the strength, you feed me." Rong Jing smiled, feeling a little weak and soft.

Yun Qianyue couldn't help but stir the medicine juice with a spoon, put it on her lips and blew it before handing it to him.

Unexpectedly, Rong Jing turned his face and avoided it, shook his head, "Isn't that what hello."

"What's going on?" Yun Qianyue's brain slowed down half a beat.

Rong Jing turned around and his eyes fell on Yun Qianyue's lips.

Yun Qianyue's face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head and scolded: "This is not your Prince Rong's Mansion, Zishu is still there!"

"He wouldn't disturb us so ignorant." Rong Jing still stared at her lips.

"Just drink this!" Yun Qianyue had a fever on her face. Although she was intimate several times, she couldn't resist the delicateness of this warm smell. Rong Jing was such a person. As long as she was together, he would make him an extremely powerful existence for her all the time, teasing her heartstrings.

Rong Jing didn't speak, but only stared at her lips with a faint look, as if she was clear that she wouldn't drink it if she didn't.

Yun Qianyue struggled for a while, but gave up, took a sip of bitter medicine soup, lowered her head, and slowly covered his lips.

The two of them suddenly stopped breathing, and the warm breath in the room seemed to condense together.

A warm and soft touch came from the lips, probably because of the heat. His lips were warm and cool in the past, but now it was a little hot, making Yun Qianyue's face hot, and her heart seemed to be hot.

I took a sip of the medicine and drank a bowl of medicine.

Yun Qianyue withdrew her body, her face wrinkled, obviously suffering, and complained: "Why is the medicine Zishu picked so bitter?" After saying that, she glared at Rong Jing again, "Where are people like you? Are you not afraid of getting sick?"

"The medicine collected by Prince Yu is indeed very bitter." Rong Jing's eyes were stained with mist, and his lips were brightly red. "If you get sick, it just happens to be the same sentence, you and I will share the joys and sorrows together."

Yun Qianyue "slap" him, looked at his gorgeous lips, thinking that she couldn't stand this romantic scene. If she did it again, she wouldn't be able to control her and would push the bowl, "Drink it yourself."

Rong Jing looked away from her face, as if she knew that she could not do it again, and silently reached out to hold the medicine bowl and drank the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, Rong Jing sat lazily against the soft couch. Yun Qianyue looked at him, reached out to pull him up, put him on the bed, took off her boots, pulled his socks, and then covered him with a blanket. Seeing that his eyes were as warm as the sunshine, she smiled at him, and said with a rare gentle expression: "Sleep! We are not in a hurry to go back. Have a good rest today, and we will go back to Beijing tomorrow."

"Yeah!" Rong Jing responded and closed his eyes.

Yun Qianyue looked at him against the head of the bed, thinking that this person always had the ability to make her feel distressed and traction. He was proficient in medical skills, but he was almost fainted in front of her because of fever, which made this little trick he could see at a glance, but she couldn't resist it. The stupidest behavior was the simplest, which made her huge anger kill him and then disappeared.

"Yun Qianyue, I can't sleep." Rong Jing whispered.

"Hmm? Are you not sleepy?" Yun Qianyue looked at him.

"I want to sleep with you in my arms." Rong Jing opened his eyes and reached out to hold Yun Qianyue. His tone was weak and soft, like dewdrops in the sun, with a hint of moistness. "I can only fall asleep with you if I hold you a day or a year, I feel like I haven't seen you for several years."

Yun Qianyue looked out. It was bright and after the heavy snow, although it was clear, there was no sunshine. But she saw the sunshine in his eyes. Thinking of lying on the same bed with him in broad daylight, Zishu was afraid that she would laugh at her, but she seemed to miss him very much and didn't care. She just joked about it. Anyway, he was laughing at her. She took off her shoes and socks in a quick way and lay beside him.

As soon as he lay down, Rong Jing stretched out his arm and hugged her into his arms.

Yun Qianyue raised her eyes and saw a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth. She closed her eyes. Her face was pure, like a child who had eaten candy. There was nothing else that made her angry, Yun Danfeng Qing, calmly, looking at Yue in the garden? She sighed, Rong Jing, anyone could see that he was eating her tightly with his method, and could not escape his palms. How could she not see clearly? Because she could see clearly, she was sinking by him, sinking into him, and unable to extricate herself.

Soon, Rong Jing fell asleep, and Yun Qianyue lay in his arms, warm and peaceful, and went to sleep.

When Yun Qianyue woke up, Rong Jing was still sleeping. She got up and got out of bed, pushed open the door, and smelled the smell of food. Thinking of her promised to cook, she reached out to rub her forehead and shouted, "Zi Shu!"

No one responded. The little boy Li Ting happened to walk by and said to Yun Qianyue with an excited look on his face: "Sister Yun, are you awake? Brother Yu is so nice, you are cooking!"

"He is cooking?" Yun Qianyue was stunned.

Li Ting said happily: "Yes, Brother Yu said that after someone came, there was only one person in your eyes. I am afraid that when you remember to cook for us, we will all be hungry. In order not to hunger everyone, he will replace you."
Chapter completed!