Help!My goddess is sick

Chapter 116 King Yi's Kindness

Xie Cijiu paused, made a decision in an instant, turned around and walked on another road.

No matter who he is, he appeared here at this time, and he happened to run into him, so it's probably not a good thing.

Whoever loves the past will go, she will go another way.

Behind the rockery, Wang Yi, who was coughing hard to attract Xie Cijiu, waited for a while, and when he heard the footsteps stop, his eyes lit up, and he coughed again: "Ahem———"

Xie Cijiu returned the same way without turning back.

King Yi: "Ahem!"

Xie Cijiu strode forward.

The sound of footsteps in his ears got farther and farther away, and King Yi was finally stunned. He poked his head out from behind the rockery, and what he saw was a thin and determined figure from the back.

Wing King: "..."

what happened?Logically speaking, shouldn't we first take a look at the situation behind the rockery?Why is she still gone?
Seeing that he was about to disappear when he turned another corner, King Yi had no choice but to shout: "Princess, please stay!"

Fortunately, there is no one here, and his voice did not attract anyone's attention, but the cold wind poured into his stomach, choked himself enough, coughed even more, he was out of breath, and seemed to pass away .

Xie Cijiu couldn't pretend not to hear this time, she turned around, and the edge of the umbrella drew an indifferent arc in the air.

King Yi stared at her closely, and the hand holding the rockery was so hard that the knuckles turned white, even so, he still couldn't stop his body from sliding down.

Xie Cijiu: "..."

How could it be him?
She frowned, and when she was about to step forward, Yan Zhihui pulled her hand, whispered in her ear: "Be careful of deceit."

"Well, I know." Xie Cijiu nodded, did not approach, and stopped three steps in front of King Yi, "Why is King Yi here? Are you feeling unwell? I'll ask someone to give you To the imperial physician?"

Wing King: "..."

I can't take your words.

He coughed twice again, breathing heavily and quickly, and managed to get his breath, and climbed up against the rockery.

Xie Cijiu remained motionless throughout the whole process, watching with cold eyes.

King Yi smiled helplessly: "Did the Princess be bitten by a snake once and be afraid of well ropes for ten years?"

Xie Cijiu's eyes suddenly turned cold: "What does the prince mean by this?"

What he said clearly meant something, but isn't King Yi a sick and weak prince?What is he referring to?
Seeing her guarded appearance, King Yi shook his head: "It's a good thing that the princess is so vigilant, and this king is here just to remind the princess."

"Oh?" Xie Cijiu looked at him suspiciously.

King Yi's face became paler under the moonlight, and even had a faint tinge of blue. With his terminally ill appearance, it was really difficult for people to associate him with some vicious person, so although Xie Cijiu was on guard, he did not Especially afraid of him.

King Yi clutched his heart and said: "The capital is a place that eats people and doesn't spit out their bones. If there is a chance, the princess should leave here. You can't fight those people. It will be more troublesome for you to get away. Come back." When you reach the northern border, you still have a chance."

Xie Cijiu is now really sure that he knows something, "You—"

Just as she was about to ask, King Yi suddenly raised his hand, "Don't ask, this is all I have said, and the rest of the princesses can decide for themselves, so leave."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without dragging his feet.

Such decisiveness made Xie Cijiu a little confused.

Her brows were furrowed into a knot, and there was a lot of uneasiness in her heart.

Yan Zhihui squeezed her palm, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

"Ah."

Xie Cijiu suppressed the feeling in his heart, and walked out of the palace under the thin snow with an umbrella.

……

Back at the palace, Yinshuang and Hongxue had prepared hot water for her to bathe in. The earth dragon in the room was burning extremely hot, as if returning to the beginning of April when spring was in full swing.

"Princess, do you want something to eat?" Yinshuang came up to help Xie Cijiu pick off the cloak.

Xie Cijiu shook his head: "I ate at the palace banquet, how about you?"

"Uncle Lu set up a table in the mansion, and the servants have eaten. Major General Jiang Lu drank too much and has gone back to his room to sleep."

Xie Cijiu nodded: "You guys go down and rest too, don't wait on me."

"Yes."

Yinshuang and Hongxue exchanged worried glances, and walked out the door softly.

"Hongxue, do you think the princess is thinking of the prince and concubine? I feel that she is not very happy."

"Can you be happy?" Hongxue sighed, surrounded by the sound of firecrackers, she was afraid that Yinshuang wouldn't hear her, and she didn't dare to shout, afraid that Xie Cijiu would hear her, so she could only hold Yinshuang's ear in her ear. Bian said: "It's a big festival, the family is reunited, and the princess is left alone, how can she be happy?"

"In this day when all the people are happy, who knows the pain in her heart?"

After Hongxue finished speaking, she turned her head and glanced at the direction of Xie Cijiu's bedroom, and pulled Yinshuang to leave.

But they are really worried a little too much, with Yan Zhi back, there will be no time for her to be sad.

After Xie Cijiu came back from the bath, he walked into the house while wiping his hair, but saw Yan Zhihui sitting on the edge of the bed, with one leg bent, his elbow resting on it, and his chin resting on his hand in a daze.

He didn't wear shoes and socks, revealing a white and slender ankle and jade-like delicate feet.

Under the dim candlelight, it adds a bit of hazy beauty.

As if aware of Xie Cijiu's gaze, Yan Zhihui slowly raised his eyes, bent his lips at her, and stretched out his hand to beckon: "Why are you standing at the door in a daze? Come here."

Xie Cijiu closed the door with his backhand and walked over.

When approaching the bed, Yan Zhihui reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Xie Cijiu blinked, didn't struggle, just sat beside him, Yan Zhi looked back at the handkerchief on her hand, and reached out to touch her hair: "Run out while still wet, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

"Or are you just so eager to see me?"

Yan Zhi smiled back and took the handkerchief from Xie Cijiu's hand, Xie Cijiu glared at him: "Can you show some face one day?"

"I'm afraid I can't." Yan Zhihui smiled lowly, adjusted his sitting posture, and patted his legs flat, "Come on, lie here, and I'll help you brush your hair."

Xie Cijiu looked at his long and straight legs wrapped under the silk cloth, fell silent for a moment, then got up and lay on the bed, with his head just resting on Yan Zhihui's lap.

Yan Zhihui stroked all her hair into her hands, then wrapped it in a handkerchief and wiped it carefully.

Xie Cijiu looked up at him: "What do you mean by King Yi? How could he know so much?"

Yan Zhihui said with a concentrated expression: "He has been unknown before, and even the officials have almost forgotten that the emperor has such a son. This is not normal in itself."

"Huh?" Xie Cijiu raised his eyebrows.

Yan Zhi curled his lips back: "How can anyone live as if they are dead? Either they are really useless, or they deliberately hide their strengths and bide their time."

"Hide your strengths and bide your time..." Xie Cijiu read these four words again: "Then what is he trying to remind me of?"

　you guess

　　
　
(End of this chapter)