Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 103
Apparently, Jiang Hejin's thin body could not resist the short-term shower. Once they returned to the dormitory, they coughed non-stop, and their intermittent voices were like blocked water droplets.

The maids were busy taking care of her, but Jing Chun didn't take it seriously, it was just a cough.

But the coughing sound became more and more intense, as if he was about to cough out his heart and lungs, which inexplicably made Jing Chun feel anxious.

It was also Jing Chun who didn't control his hand, and directly reached out to touch Jiang Hejin's forehead, "Do you have a fever?"

And this kind of illness was obviously within Jiang Hejin's expectation, and his breathing was a bit heavy, "This king knows."

Although Jing Chun knew that he would get a fever if he was exposed to the rain, he wouldn't get it that quickly, right?
It is not unreasonable for these maids to be so busy.

Jiang Hejin remained silent. Although his head was a little dizzy, he still began to consciously take off his soaked clothes, and he didn't even think about avoiding Jing Chun. There seemed to be a very clear process in his mind.

He is not a rare person who has experienced this, and he has long been used to it.

He just coughed continuously, so much so that he couldn't take off his belt for a long time. He had just been caught in the rain, and there was another layer of dense sweat on his forehead.

Seeing this, Jing Chun probably couldn't bear it, so he went straight to undo Jiang Hejin's belt.

"Thank you."

Jing Chun's hovering hand suddenly paused, unexpectedly someone wanted to say so many thanks to him today.

Jing Chun handed the belt to a maid, signaling for the maid to deal with the next thing, "Your Highness, please rest, I should go back."

"Where are you going?"

Jing Chun twisted her wet skirt, "Go back to my dormitory and change out of the wet clothes."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Hejin directly handed a set of shirts to Jing Chun's hands and said, "I haven't worn them yet. You can wear them."

Jing Chun didn't want to stay any longer. After taking it, he compared the size and then put it down again. He refused with the excuse: "It's too big, I can't wear it."

"You," Jiang Hejin pointed to the maid holding the belt, "go get the princess's clothes."

"Yes."

"I'll just go by myself..." Jing Chun was about to stop him when Jiang and Jin suddenly coughed several times. Suddenly, they coughed up blood, which dripped to the ground like red flowers blooming on the ground.

Jing Chun was suddenly frightened by the blood in front of him, and happened to reach out to support Jiang Hejin's body that suddenly leaned down, "How are you...?"

Jiang Hejin smiled lightly, but there was a fierce look in his eyes, "It's just a small cough, and he spit out a little bit of blood, but it's much better."

Jing Chun couldn't help sighing for a while, although he didn't have the sincerity for this marriage, but he didn't expect Jiang Hejin to cough so badly.

Jiang Hejin relied on Jing Chun's support to stand up.

"Will this...will kill His Highness?"

"I can't die."

Jing Chun breathed a long sigh of relief. The life he had imagined as a widow was shattered.

Jiang Hejin seemed to have read Jing Chun's thoughts, "Disappointed?"

Jing Chunqiang smiled and said, "If there are some?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Jing Chun realized that he had said something wrong. Did the maids on the left and right listen?If this got out, wouldn't Jing Chun bear the infamy of cursing her husband?

Jing Chun groaned a few times and pretended to hold his forehead to compensate: "I just had a headache and I don't know what I said. What did Your Highness ask?"

How could Jiang Hejin fail to see through Jing Chun's tricks, waved his hands, and said, "You all go down."

Seeing that the maids had left, Jiang Hejin said, "The imperial doctor will come in a while, and he will also check your pulse on the way, go and change your clothes."

"At this?"

"What? You haven't changed here?"

Jiang Hejin was talking about the days when Aunt Hui was there at the beginning of their wedding, but now they are no longer newlyweds.

Jiang Hejin said again: "This king is so sick, if you are not by my side, it is inevitable that someone will guess that we are not on good terms."

Jing Chun chuckled, this is Jiang and Jin's purpose of keeping themselves, right?For a moment, Jing Chun really felt that Jiang Hejin was caring about him, but now it seems that Jing Chun feels that his thoughts are a bit ridiculous.

Jing Chun caressed his warm arm, and felt a layer of goosebumps, and suddenly sneezed.

Seeing this, Jing Chun didn't refuse anymore, went to the back of the screen and changed out of the wet clothes before, and walked out of the screen in a Roland single.

Jiang Hejin still kept coughing and beating his chest. Jing Chun unconsciously lowered his eyebrows and handed a cup of hot tea to Jiang Hejin's hand, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Hejin's hand that was covering his chest paused. Although the cough was not painful, it often felt like a blockage of air in the chest. Fortunately, he could spit out the congestion every time, so that he would not be out of breath. .

Some things go through too much, he will forget the initial pain.

Jiang Hejin shook his head, took a deep breath, and took the tea ceremony: "I don't know."

Jiang Hejin raised his head and looked at the tassel hanging on the curtain. It was obviously fastened securely, but why was it still swaying?

To be honest, Jing Chun was probably a little uncomfortable with the situation where the two of them were getting along peacefully, and it was difficult to stand upright. What's more, Jiang Hejin said something that he couldn't continue.

"I'm going to check with you to see if the royal doctor is here?"

"Just sit down."

Jing Chun hesitated for a moment and sat on the stool beside the bed. For a moment, he didn't know where to look, so he could only stare at the patterns on his clothes.

"Aren't you curious about what happened between the king and Sean?"

"I'm curious. But if Your Highness doesn't want to say it, I can't make wild guesses."

Jiang and Jin remained silent for a long time, "Sean is a good man, but you must never be close friends."

"why?"

"Why?" Jiang Hejin coughed a few more times, reached out and adjusted the tassels on the curtain, "Do you know Xiao En's background?"

"I don't know."

Jiang Hejin frowned, and continued to stare at the dangling tassel, "If you know, you will know how much he hates me, and you will know the reason why I don't let you have a deep friendship with him."

At the right time, the imperial doctor came in with a medicine box, and what Jing Chun originally wanted to say was suppressed in his heart.

The imperial doctor checked Jiang Hejin's pulse, and Jing Chun could only stand aside, waiting for the imperial doctor to speak.

"Your Highness is short of breath and heartbroken, coupled with being exposed to the rain and cold, this caused the cough to recur again. Although it is not as serious as the previous times, it cannot be ignored."

Jiang Hejin explained: "I also heard that the princess was a little anxious when she left the palace, and happened to be caught in a heavy rain, which hurt her body. Fortunately, Mr. Xi took good care of her. Now that the princess has been found, I feel lighter than before. many."

"As the saying goes, if there is a good wife in the family, the husband will not suffer misfortune, and Princess Li is virtuous, which is beyond the reach of all women in the capital."

Hey, hey, that's an exaggeration!

Jing Chun couldn't help but feel awkward for a while, this kind of compliment doesn't come with such a compliment, obviously he didn't do anything, just like Jing Chun's deep-rooted affection for Jiang and Jin.

In the peripheral vision, Jiang Hejin's satisfied smiles could be seen.

Wait, isn't this the effect Jiang Hejin wanted?

"Then I will prescribe a prescription for Your Highness for the time being. Drink it regularly for five days, and then take care of your health first."

"Then thank you Doctor Zhao." Immediately, Jiang Hejin pulled Jing Chun on purpose and said, "Xijun also got caught in the rain. Doctor Zhao can also help you check your pulse."

"Yes."

Jing Chun stretched out his hand and waited for Doctor Zhao's diagnosis to take it.

As soon as he got his hands on it, Doctor Zhao couldn't help frowning. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of Western doctors smiling, you are afraid of Chinese medicine doctors with low eyebrows.

Jing Chun said cautiously: "Yi Zhao, what's wrong with me?"

"Is the princess feeling sleepy and often tired? Even in the summer, the soles of her feet sometimes feel cold?"

Jing Chun nodded, he had indeed been in such a convenient situation recently.

"That's it," Imperial Doctor Zhao stopped, "The princess's yin and yang are obviously out of balance. The yin is so strong that it is exhausted. This is because the princess lacks yang energy."

Lack of yang?

(End of this chapter)