Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 139 Worried?

Jiang Hejin handed the medicine bag to Lu Chi, glanced at Cui Yi who had turned back to Baicao Hall from the corner of the eye, and said calmly, "Find a place to throw it away."

Lu Chi sniffed it, and realized that it was the smell of herbs. He was a little puzzled, but he still replied, "Yes."

Jiang Hejin then boarded the carriage.

In the carriage, Jing Chun leaned to the side with his eyes closed tightly, holding a vague bundle in his hand. Inside the bundle was the wet clothes that Jing Chun had changed into, but Jing Chun was not aware of Jiang Hejin's arrival at all.

Jiang Hejin sat next to Jing Chun, "Let's go?"

After hearing the order, the carriage drove slowly on the street, and the sound of the wheels was rhythmic, following the noise of the downtown.

Jiang Hejin appreciated the ordinary world through the car window, and suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.

At some point, Jing Chun let go of the baggage in his hands and leaned on Jiang Hejin's shoulders.

The originally natural body became a little stiff, and Jiang Hejin faintly shouted "Get up".

But Jing Chun didn't respond, instead he frowned tightly, his flushed cheeks felt a little hot.

Jiang Hejin sensed something was wrong, and leaned over to measure Jing Chun's forehead.

So hot!

"Jing Chun." Jiang Hejin tried to wake Jing Chun up.

Jing Chun really woke up, but he felt heavy eyelids, and seeing himself leaning against Jiang Hejin, he turned his head to the other side.

Jing Chun murmured: "I'm just going to sleep for a while, I'm really too sleepy."

"You have a fever."

Jing Chun was half sober and half confused, "If you have a fever, you will have a fever. Just sleep and you will be fine."

"I'll take you back to the hospital before you get too far."

But Jing Chun murmured: "No, I can take care of myself, I don't need you to worry about..."

Although he knew that Jing Chun was not appreciative, Jiang Hejin never thought that there would be people who treat him like this in this world?

Jiang Hejin withdrew his hand. He knew that Jing Chun's temperament would not accept help from outsiders, so he might as well just return to the palace peacefully.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hejin simply stopped talking.

Even when they arrived at Prince Li's Mansion, Jing Chun hadn't woken up yet, but was huddled in a corner of the carriage.

Jiang Hejin's outstretched hand was inexplicably hanging in the air, and he pulled it back without noticing, "We're here, it's time to wake up."

Jing Chun was still staring blankly, but her whole body could not help but tremble. She took a deep breath and got out of the carriage in one go.

Jing Chun looked very unhappy, frowned, and walked very slowly. He was exhausted and asked: "Your Highness, can you lend me your room to rest?"

Jiang Hejin's room is the closest resting place that Jing Chun can touch, and now she desperately wants a place to sleep.

Jiang Hejin was stunned for a moment, never expecting that she, Jing Chun, would ever speak like this.

Jiang Hejin didn't refuse, but he couldn't do it in his heart, so he was relieved by Jing Chun's words, and said firmly: "You can use it, but remember to return it to the original owner."

Jing Chun staggered to Jiang Hejin's room, and without a moment's hesitation, he fell directly on Jiang Hejin's bed.

Jiang and Jin had never thought that Jing Chun would be so seriously ill, and his forehead was extremely hot, far more serious than when he made sarcastic remarks.

"Lu Chi."

"Subordinates are here."

"Where did the packets of herbs I gave you earlier go?"

"Didn't Your Highness say to throw it away?"

There was a chill in Jiang Hejin's eyes. It was the first time he felt that Lu Chi's memory was so good, and he said coldly, "Did you throw it away?"

Lu Chi could naturally feel the cold air hitting his face, and replied with force, "Not yet."

"Decoct the medicine and bring it here."

"Yes."

After Lu Chi left.

Jing Chun on the bed was still somewhat conscious, and asked weakly, "Your Highness is worried about me?"

Jiang Hejin was really shocked by Jing Chun's words, but they didn't expect that she, Jing Chun, could still hold on under such circumstances.

"I thought you were already unconscious?"

"I think it was because His Highness was talking too loudly to Guard Lu that I was woken up."

Jing Chun shook his head and couldn't help but cough a few times.

"By the way, Your Highness went to see a doctor today, did Doctor Baili say anything?"

"What? You are so sick and you still have the energy to ask questions."

Jing Chun smiled, but he didn't have any thoughts in his mind to think about Jiang Hejin's question. He could only say step by step, "I'm just asking, nothing else. Your Highness doesn't want to talk, just forget it."

Jing Chun closed his eyes and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, "I'm really a little cold, can you give me another quilt?"

Jing Chun's tone of asking for opinions was quite begging, which made people feel helpless.

Jiang Hejin turned around and added a quilt to Jing Chun, and carefully laid out the quilt.

It was the first time that Jiang and Jin Jingchun had met such obedient people, and Jing Chun couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"why are you laughing?"

"If Your Highness really has a woman he likes, he will take care of her like this, right?"

Jiang Hejin sat next to Jing Chun, without any sympathy on his face, and asked instead, "You are seriously ill yourself, why do you still think about this?"

"I used to imagine that I would be like this after His Highness died, but just now, I was thinking, what would happen to Your Highness if I died? It seems that I have talked about this topic before, right?"

"Correct."

Jing Chun paused for a long time, "Did you say that at the time?"

"Your Highness must maintain this affectionate personality, so even after I die, Your Highness will not marry again. Anyway, His Highness married me because my family background is not well received by others."

Jiang Hejin didn't speak, he didn't refute Jing Chun's words, nor raised any doubts.

I don't know if it's because people's emotions are always tormented in mind and body during illness, but Jing Chun shed tears unconsciously, but it wasn't the kind of bitter tears, just a line of clear tears.

Jiang and Jin also saw the clearness of the tears and could only say: "It's not a separation of life and death, why do you talk about this?"

"I just think about what happens after I die."

Jing Chun doesn't have the energy to think, but she can reproduce the memories of some thoughts. She is a person who died once. She originally wanted to live Jing Chun more brilliantly, but that Jing Chun couldn't do this. a little.

Jiang Hejin knew that Jing Chun was a master who would not admit defeat, so he deliberately said: "Aren't you alive and kicking on weekdays? You also have a sad day?"

"If His Highness dies, I will definitely give His Highness a good cry."

……

At this time, silence is better than sound...

While talking, Lu Chi had already brought the soup and medicine over.

"Do you still have the strength to sit up?" Jiang Hejin took the decoction in his hand and blew on the spoon, "Drink up the medicine."

Jing Chun sat up crookedly, almost without any hesitation, took a deep breath and drank the medicine without saying a word, "Thank you."

Jing Chun returned to the bed again.

(End of this chapter)