Chapter 261 Warmth
"Ling'er, it's getting late, it's time to rest."

Seeing that the rain had stopped outside, Qian Ling was about to go out for a walk to digest food, when he heard these words.

She opened her lips, but did not make any sound.

Xia Mochen raised his hand to take the cloak at the side, walked up to her, and tied it gently.

"I haven't been out of the house for the past few days. Are you bored? Let's just walk around the house?"

Qian Ling blinked: "Okay."

This man seems to have the ability to read minds. Most of the time, he can guess his own mind.

"Although the cold season has passed, it's still cold at night." Qian Ling asked his servants to bring his cloak, "Do you tie it yourself or should I do it?"

Xia Mochen lowered his eyes slightly to look at her: "This king tied it for Ling'er, and it's reciprocal—"

"I see." Qian Ling interrupted his unfinished words, tiptoed and put the cloak on his shoulders.

Although her aura is not weak, there is a natural gap in height between men and women.

Her body has not yet recovered at this time, and she is easily tired.

After padding for a while, the feet became a little sore.

She pursed her lips, stepped on the ground, and looked up at the man: "Squat down a little bit."

Xia Mochen held her hand on his chest, and said warmly: "It's good that Ling'er has this kind of heart, I'll do it myself."

Qian Ling didn't let go, just stared at him like this: "Don't want to squat down?"

Xia Mochen: "I'm afraid I'll tire you."

Qian Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, just looking at him silently.

Xia Mochen withdrew his hand helplessly, squatted down slightly, and maintained a position at eye level with her.

Qian Ling then withdrew his eyes and focused on his hands.

Soon, a bow appeared on the man's chest.

Qian Ling smiled in satisfaction: "Let's go."

The attendant held the lamp and walked in front, Xia Mochen took Qian Ling's hand and walked behind, followed by two waiters.

The wind at night is cool and refreshing.

Although the big hand holding his hand was a little cold, his heart was warm.

It turns out that as long as the people around me are right, even if I simply walk on the small path in the mansion like this, I won't feel bored, instead, there will be an inexplicable sweetness in my heart.

Once upon a time, seeing those in love pressing down the road hand in hand, I just thought it was a waste of time.

It was only at this moment that I realized that my thoughts at the time were too one-sided.

Under the moonlight, the girl lowered her head, and the curvature of her lips gradually enlarged.

Xia Mochen turned to look at her, staring at her, lost in thought.

The person holding the lamp in front led the way carefully, not daring to look behind.

But the attendants who followed at the end could see clearly.

The princess looked ahead, and the prince looked at the princess.

Their expressions are all smiling.

The pattering moonlight shone on the two of them, it was so beautiful.

The princess has the appearance of an alluring city, and the prince has the appearance of a heavenly man.

Standing together, these two people are like a couple of gods and gods who envy others, they are a perfect match.

The prince has been alone for so many years, and now he finally has someone he loves, and the princess is not as rumored by the outside world.

I only hope that the two can always be so harmonious and beautiful, walking hand in hand.

"careful!"

Before Qian Ling finished speaking, he felt a weight on his shoulders, and was hugged tightly by a pair of powerful hands.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No." Xia Mochen leaned his head on her shoulder, "I stepped on a stone and slipped."

The man's scorching breath sprayed on her neck, and she felt a little hot in her ears.

Qian Ling: "Let's go back then. It has just rained, and the road surface is still a bit slippery, and the sky is dark. If you don't pay attention, you will fall down."

Xia Mochen didn't move, but the hands around her waist tightened a little: "Ling'er, just let me hug her for a while, okay?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse, his words were gentle and affectionate, full of deep nostalgia, and there were some emotions in it that she didn't understand.

He looks a little fragile like this.

It was too late for Qian Ling to feel sorry for her, so how could she refuse.

She reached out and hugged the man's waist, and responded, "Okay."

In the courtyard, the two embraced each other.

On the roof, a tall man dressed in white stood tall, looking at the crescent moon in the sky with complicated emotions.

Time passed in silence.

After an unknown amount of time, a gust of cool wind hit, blowing away Qian Ling's sleepiness.

She said, "Go back."

Xia Mochen: "Okay."
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Last night, I went out to play a romance that pressed the road, and when I woke up, Qian Ling was sad.

She only felt that her nose was blocked and it was difficult to breathe. She was light-headed and uncomfortable.

When did this body become so weak?

However, after the evening wind blows for a while, the weaker ones get sick.

"Are you awake?" A familiar gentle voice rang in his ears.

Qian Ling tried her best to open her heavy eyelids and looked over.

"Water." Her throat was dry.

Xia Mochen picked her up a little and leaned against the head of the bed.

The maid brought warm water, and he felt the temperature first before putting it on Qian Ling's lips.

"Are you hungry?" Xia Mochen said, "You have a fever, so you can only eat something light."

Qian Ling replied feebly: "Yes."

"What time is it?" she asked.

Xia Mochen: "Shen Shi."

Qianling: "."

It's already afternoon, has she slept for so long?
Only when the meal was served did Qian Ling understand what the so-called blandness was.

It's just tasteless medicinal food.

After two bites, she lost her appetite.

Xia Mochen coaxed: "Ling'er, be good. If you eat two more bites, you will recover faster."

Qian Ling pushed away his feeding hand: "I can't eat anymore."

Seeing this, Xia Mochen didn't insist and gave the bowl to the maid.

"Are you still sleepy?"

Qian Ling shook his head.

Her hands and feet were sore and weak, she was not energetic, and she didn't really want to sleep.

Probably because of sleeping too much.

Xia Mochen: "Then I'll talk to you."

Seeing him taking off his shoes and preparing to come up, Qian Ling said, "You should stay away from me."

Xia Mochen's movements stopped suddenly, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and he continued to move.

Qian Ling leaned in weakly.

Xia Mochen sat on the side of the bed, hugged her over, and put his chin on the top of her head: "It's my fault, I know you will be weak during this period, and you still stay outside for so long."

Qian Ling: "I don't blame you, I wanted to go out myself."

Her voice was unbelievably hoarse, her face was buried in the man's chest, and her words were still a little muffled.

Xia Mochen: "Do you feel bad?"

"It's okay." Qian Ling said, "You are weak and your resistance is not strong, you should stay away from me. It will be bad for you if you get sick."

The gloom hidden in Xia Mochen's eyes was dispelled by such a simple sentence.

It turned out that she said the words of staying away because she cared about herself.

"It's okay." He said with a smile, "Even if you don't have your sickness, the soup and medicine have been going on all these years."

Qian Ling: "That's different."

Xia Mochen: "It's nothing different."

"My lord, the medicine is ready." The maid lowered her head and stood far away.

She knew that she shouldn't bother her at this moment, but if she delayed any longer, the medicine would be cold.

Fortunately, the prince was not angry.

Xia Mochen let go of his hand and ordered, "Give it to me."

"Yes."

The maid carefully put the medicine bowl in his hand, and then stepped aside tactfully.

Looking at the bowl of black things, Qian Ling pinched the center of her brows with a headache.

This thing is really a bit too nasty to drink, it's not like a small modern pill, you can swallow it with some water.

To her, swallowing this thing is no different from drinking poison.

"Ling'er, turn your head around."

Seeing her obvious evasion, Xia Mochen smiled.

"Can I not drink?" Qian Ling weakly negotiated the terms.

Xia Mochen: "No, the sickness can only be cured by drinking medicine, and then it won't be uncomfortable."

"It can be cured without taking medicine." Qian Ling muttered softly.

It is not that there is no cold in modern times.

When I was a child, I was sick and had no money to buy medicines, minor illnesses and colds, etc. After a few days, I cured myself.

After being adopted by Qian's family, because of being busy, I had to drag myself to get over the cold several times.

"Ling'er, be good."

Xia Mochen's voice was still gentle, but the gentleness in this sentence seemed to be different from the past.

It seems to have a little coolness.

He, is this angry?

Qian Ling turned his head, but did not see any strange emotions from those deep and incomprehensible eyes.

Or maybe there is, but she didn't understand it.

Glancing at the medicine bowl, he sighed resignedly, and then stretched out his hand bitterly: "Give it to me, I'll drink it myself."

Xia Mochen responded to her request and put the bowl in his palm.

Staring at the medicine in the bowl, smelling the pungent smell, my stomach was churning.

She took a deep breath, pinched her nose with one hand, and brought the medicine bowl to her lips with the other.

Enduring the discomfort caused by the taste, he closed his eyes and poured gulps into his mouth.

A bowl of medicine bottomed out, and the stomach rolled more and more.

Opening your eyes, the medicine bowl in your hand has been replaced by a glass of warm water.

She didn't care about other things, and hurriedly sent it to her mouth.

After taking a few gulps of warm water, he temporarily suppressed the turbulent tumbling in his stomach.

As if she had fought a tough battle, she leaned against the head of the bed exhaustedly to breathe.

Drinking medicine or something is really terrible.

She never wanted to be sick again in her life.

Suddenly, a pair of cool hands pinched her chin, and she parted her lips subconsciously.

The next moment, something came into his mouth.

The lips and teeth were instantly filled with sweetness, dispelling the bitterness caused by the medicine.

It is candied dates.

"Feeling better?" Xia Mochen asked.

"En." Qian Ling nodded in response, "Is there any more?"

Xia Mochen: "Yes, but you can't eat it, just one to relieve the pain."

Qianling: "."

Might as well just say no.

It is more cruel to have something but not to eat it than to have nothing.

Seeing the girl's aggrieved and sane expression while maintaining her rationality, Xia Mochen chuckled softly.

Qian Ling raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "So funny?"

Xia Mochen suppressed his smile: "No."

Qian Ling said indifferently: "Laugh if you want to."

Xia Mochen raised his hand and touched her head.

"By the way, you also had the wind with me, and your health is not good. I was sick, but you were fine. This surprised me." Qian Linghu said.

Xia Mochen took out a pouch from his chest and held it in his hand: "Ling'er forgot you gave me this?"

Qian Ling said unexpectedly: "Is this so useful?"

"Yes." Xia Mochen said, "It can provide me with heat."

Huo'er had said at the beginning that the bead condensed with its power was good for Xia Mochen.

But I didn't expect the benefits to be so great.

After all, her original intention was to grasp his movements.

"You know how unusual it is?"

I hope he didn't discover the real function of this little fire spirit bead.

Xia Mochen caressed the bead in the center: "This should be formed by the condensation of Phoenix fire, Ling'er has a heart."

Qian Ling: "It's good for your body."

Since he knew about Phoenix Fire, would he know that this bead has a positioning function?

She dared not ask, nor could she.

Watching him put the purse back on his chest, his eyes flickered slightly, and he looked away.

After a while without hearing the sound, she turned her head back again.

Only then did he realize that the man had fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

Seeing the bruises under his eyes, it must be because he didn't sleep well last night.

Qian Ling twisted the quilt for him, staring at this perfect handsome face, unknowingly felt sleepy.

Leaning on his side, fell asleep.

After drinking the medicine, she would have symptoms of drowsiness, and she slept very deeply this time.

When Xia Mochen woke up, she was still asleep.

Lay her body down, and then get off the couch.

"My lord, the emperor sent someone to deliver a message." Xu Jiarui said.

Xia Mochen: "What's the matter?"

Xu Jiarui: "There will be a palace banquet tomorrow, and I will let you enter the palace."

Xia Mochen: "No."

On such occasions, he never participated.

Xu Jiarui: "The emperor said that Princess Xiangrui will definitely arrive."

Xia Mochen: "Yes."

It will definitely arrive, but it's not the person who arrives.

When Qian Ling woke up, it happened to be dinner time.

She drank the bland porridge and watched the man eat delicacies from mountains and seas.

Treating her differently like this made her look extraordinarily pitiful.

Xia Mochen, who knew what she was thinking, didn't speak during the dining room. He didn't speak until the attendants cleaned up the things on the table:

"Tomorrow there will be a banquet in the imperial palace, and the one from the prime minister's mansion should go. This is a rare opportunity, and it will definitely cause some trouble.

"If Ling'er doesn't like hearing those bad rumors, I can prevent her from entering the palace."

"It's good to enter the palace." Qian Ling said indifferently, "I just want to give her a chance to make a move. If she doesn't make a move, how can we know what her real purpose is?

"Rather than saying that Shenyu is targeting the prime minister's mansion, it is better to say that it is targeting the Tianqi royal family. After all, everyone knows that Prime Minister Qian is the emperor's most powerful minister. If the prime minister falls, it is undoubtedly equivalent to cutting off the emperor's arm .”

Xia Mochen: "The prime minister has a very high reputation in the court and among the people. If you want to really destroy it without letting people catch it, then the best way is to destroy the good reputation first."

"Don't worry." Qian Lingzhi pointed out, "It's not like I haven't experienced public opinion. It's just a matter of letting everyone talk about it for a while. When the dust settles and the truth is revealed to the world, everything will be fine. "

Xia Mochen bent his lips and patted her head lightly.

(End of this chapter)

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