The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Yuhengzi adhered to the virtue of helping people to the end and sending Buddha to the west, and explained carefully to the ancient doctor the precautions in daily life.

But he never expected that an hour later, Ji Ruxuan would "revenge her kindness" as soon as she woke up.

Not only did they plunder all the pills he had accumulated with great difficulty, they also called him 'Niubi Dao'.

Yuhengzi was so angry that he cursed.

Ji Ruxuan has no illness, but his body is still a little weak: "Okay, someone will send you a batch of high-quality medicinal materials."

How can a human being kill the chicken and take the eggs?

Isn't it delicious to raise chickens and eat eggs?
Thinking of the batch of medicinal materials he sent last time, Yuhengzi thought, this kid has a bit of conscience, and his face looks better, but when he saw the empty medicine shelf, he suddenly recalled it.

My mother is a big wronged person, the kind who does white labor for others and pays for people.

He cursed angrily.

The disciples in the audience couldn't help lowering their heads and sniggering.

"Stinky boy, don't let me see you again," Yu Hengzi yelled towards the door, still puzzled, and said to the little boy in the audience, "Next time he wants to come again, stop him from coming in."

The little boy answered in his mouth, but said in his heart: Anyway, Mr. Ji doesn't go through the main door every time, and I can't stop him even if I want to.

The little boy asked again: "The medicinal materials sent by Mr. Ji, will you still accept it?"

"Take it, take it, what do you take it?" Yu Hengzi's chest was blocked, and he felt aggrieved.

But after thinking about it, Ji Ruxuan scoured him for so many good medicines, how much medicinal materials would have cost him, could it be that they were given to him for nothing?

No, absolutely not!
He changed his words again: "Accept, why not? I have taken so many good medicines. How about collecting some medicinal materials? That's what I should! He's going."

The little boy was silent in his heart, collected the medicinal materials, and made them into various rare and precious medicines in the world, and waited for Mr. Ji to come to search next time, and then send another batch of medicinal materials, regeneration pills, and then search...

Back and forth.

perfect.

You are really a qualified big wronged species.

……

After the pill entered his stomach, Jiang Fuguang gradually became hot and sweaty.

Ji Ruxuan called Yingluo to come in and take care of her: "She's soaking wet, help her wipe off and change into dry clothes."

The clerk graciously brought over a pot of hot water, and Ji Ruxuan brought the hot water into the room, and stood behind the screen with his back facing the screen, with a straight posture.

Jiang Fuguang was exhausted, his whole body was groggy, he felt some movement coming from his body, he tried to open his eyes, but there was still chaos in the slits of his eyes.

"Yingluo—" she said softly.

Yingluo quickly comforted her: "You just sweated a lot, and this servant is cleaning and changing your clothes."

Feeling that the stickiness on his body dissipated and he felt refreshed, as if he had gained some strength, Jiang Fuguang opened his eyes forcefully.

With soft footsteps, the figure in front of the screen swayed slightly, and a pair of soap leather boots walked towards the side of the couch.

Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, her eyelids became heavy, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

It was still raining outside, and there was a slight chill in the room. Yingluo took a thin blanket and put it on her body to prevent her from getting cold.

Facing the menacing gaze of Young Master Ji, Yingluo lowered her head and retreated behind the screen.

Ji Ruxuan sat on the side of the couch, holding her hand, her palm was hot and slightly damp with sweat, but her fingers were cold, her knuckles were soft and slender, and their roots were like jade.

"How long has she been sick?" Ji Ruxuan lowered her voice.

Through the screen, Yingluo said, "It's been more than ten days, maybe it rained heavily that day, and I was a little bit cold, and I developed a high fever that night, and had an emergency."

"What did the imperial doctor say?" What was he thinking at that time?
How to take advantage of the killing of the envoy in the north to gamble her life and completely capture her heart.

"It's mental and physical exhaustion, overwork..." Yingluo hesitated for a while, and didn't say "depressed in her heart".

The eldest princess was already seriously ill, so a female medical officer took care of her all the way, but due to the long journey and exhaustion, she saw that she was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and her cough became worse.

Ji Ruxuan looked at her, even though she was ill, she was still as soft and charming as water, extremely soft and beautiful.

Everyone knows that the Princess Protector has the capacity to captivate the country.

But beauty and fragility can win love and affection, but they cannot be exchanged for respect and awe.

Good luck from heaven,

The most honorable princess of the Southern Dynasties,
These brilliance added to the body, like an illusory mirage, will eventually fade away from that layer of nothingness, exposing the cruel struggle under the imperial power.

Whenever Jiang Fuguang could not see through a little bit, or retreated a little bit, she would fall into the mud and be trampled on by others, and Taiwei's mansion would become meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

So she dare not be cowardly.

She must always be calm and rational, always firm-willed, and always resolute and strong, so that she can grow into a towering tree and protect the people she wants to protect.

She walked step by step and went through hardships.

Jiang Fuguang had fever and sweat before, and after sleeping for a while, he cried out for thirst.

She felt herself being gently lifted up, a powerful arm was resting on the back of her neck, and water with a faint sweet taste was sent to her lips.

The bowl was removed, she was gently put down, and the arms behind her neck were pulled away. She felt a little hot on her body, and couldn't help but lift the thin blanket covering her body.

After a while, the thin blanket came over again,

She pushed away again.

After a while, she finally felt less hot, and the blanket was draped over her belly again.

She couldn't help but lose her temper, pouted her lips, grunted dissatisfiedly, kicked the thin blanket away, turned her back, and fell asleep curled up.

Ji Ruxuan put his hand to his forehead and couldn't help laughing.

The heat dissipated, and Jiang Fuguang finally felt comfortable. His petite body was arched into a crescent moon, his long black hair covered his shoulders, his delicate and delicate feet were slightly curled up, and the insteps were slightly arched and tense. , pitiful, she looks slender, weak and beautiful.

Ji Ruxuan couldn't help it, so Yingluo took a small blanket and put it on her belly.

This time, she grunted a few times in dissatisfaction, opened her wet eyes, and looked at him with a blurred look: "Ji Ruxuan..."

Her eyes were slightly hot, and her eyes were blurry.

Repressed deep in my heart, there is an extremely sour emotion, like a rolling tide, suddenly rushing into my heart and gushing out.

"Jun Xuan..."

She had a sore nose, and tears welled up in her eyes. The person in front of her was like a dream covered in clouds and mist. She eagerly grabbed the hand that was about to withdraw.

This time, it seems to be caught.

"Jun Xuan, I feel bad."

Because I know it's a dream, so I don't have to bear it, I can be soft and coquettish as much as I want.

As if worried that he would let go, her fingers were a little delicate, and she squeezed into his fingers, intertwined with his fingers, inseparable.

With ten fingers connected to the heart, Ji Ruxuan's heart throbbed.

He moved his fingers.

Jiang Fuguang clasped his fingers even tighter, like the night before in the palace, he covered her body, interlocked his fingers, and gently kissed her hair. His hands were so broad and powerful. Whether it is heaven or hell, she can take her through it together, which makes her feel at ease.