The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

"My lord—!" The body of the boy in green shook, and he dropped the firewood in his hand and rushed to the man in white. He looked anxious, but at a loss, he could only keep patting the man in white on the back.

"Seventh Brother, what do you think?" The black-clothed man's iceberg face finally showed signs of disintegration, and he asked worriedly.His voice is nice, but a little cold.

"Third Brother, don't worry, cough, cough...it's just a little cold...cough...you'll be fine..." the man in white said intermittently.

Hearing the words, the man in black pressed his lips tightly, and after a long while, he spoke again: "As soon as the sun rises, we will hurry!"

The man in white forced a smile back at the man in black, and said softly, "Cough...okay, listen to third brother...cough cough..."

"My lord, do you want some water?" The boy in green asked while patting the back of the man in white.

"Okay..." The man in white nodded.

The boy hurriedly took the water bag, unplugged it, and brought it to the mouth of the man in white. The man in white drank a couple of sips and leaned there to pant.

Zhuo Ye on the side raised his eyebrows secretly, wind and cold?Is it just a cold?Unexpectedly, such a good-looking man has such a weak body, and a cold can torture him like this. Sure enough, a good skin is not as important as a good body!

There was a box of Contac in Zhuo Ye's travel bag, she hesitated a little, but gave up the idea of ​​taking it out, first: she and they are strangers to each other, they might not believe her, maybe they thought she was going to harm them Second: These ancient people must have never seen modern western medicine, and she would not be able to explain it if asked; third: Contac is only ten capsules in a box, how precious it is in this backward era!She was really reluctant to give it to a stranger.

Zhuo Ye hugged the travel bag in her arms and closed her eyes, but in such a poor environment, with several strange men sitting opposite her, she couldn't sleep, she just closed her eyes and rested her mind.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Another series of rapid coughs sounded, Zhuo Ye opened his eyes helplessly, looking at the sickly handsome man who was covering his mouth and trying to suppress the coughing, he couldn't help feeling a bit of unbearable in his heart.

"My lord..." The boy's voice was already crying.

The man in black didn't say a word, but his lips were pursed even tighter.

"Cough...I'm fine..." The man in white waved his hands at the two of them, and then said warmly to Zhuo Ye: "I'm sorry, girl, cough...to disturb your rest..."

Zhuo Ye was only wearing a man's robe, and before she had time to deliberately disguise herself as a man, her hair tied into a ponytail was somewhat similar to ancient men's hair, and her face was painted black, so it might not be easy for ordinary people to recognize her her gender, but in the eyes of a discerning person, her true gender can still be seen.

She was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the sickly handsome man was talking to her, she twitched the corner of her mouth, and replied bluntly: "It's okay."

Zhuo Ye noticed that the lips of the man in white were trembling slightly, and the sickly redness on his face was even stronger, and he couldn't help being surprised, he had a fever!It seems that the fever is still serious, and the cough is so severe that it is easy to have pneumonia!

"What you got...is it really a cold?" Zhuo Ye couldn't help but ask after hesitating again and again.

As soon as Zhuo Ye finished speaking, the eyes of the other three people in the temple fell on her.There was something unclear in the eyes of the man in white clothes, the eyes of the man in black were frighteningly cold, and even the boy had a serious expression on his face.