First-class daughter

Chapter 1357
Chapter 1357
Yes, which world do you live in?What is real and what is illusion, he doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead now.

There is always a feeling of being unable to imagine, and a feeling of melancholy occupying his whole body and mind.

Also, there's that woman...

……

He pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. The woman coughed more clearly, one by one, as if coughing on someone's heart. He gathered the cloak on his body, frowned, pushed open the door and left go in.

She lay on the bed, yelled a few times, but no one answered, she got up by herself, got out of bed, coughed, and stumbled towards the table.

But at this time, the door suddenly opened, and a gust of cold wind blew over. She flinched and looked back, only to see him walking in, frowning tightly, wrapped in a black brocade robe, The whole person seemed even more indifferent and alienated.

He closed the door and saw that she was only wearing a white tunic, wrapping her thin body, her face was pale, and her hand holding the water bottle trembled slightly.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, ahem...you are here..."

He glanced at her disdainfully, and said, "Didn't you mean that you were caught in the wind and cold? When you got up, you didn't even have a cloak. Do you still think that you are not enough trouble for others? Or... did you do it on purpose? Sick, you are sure that this king will come to see you in order to stop the mouths of those servants? So, you are playing such a trick?"

"Ahem, no, no, I didn't mean that, I..." Standing in front of the table, she didn't know how to refute his words, her eyes gradually turned red.

"I see. I won't drink any more water. I'll go back to bed." She put down the water bottle, turned around, supported her stomach with one hand, bent slightly and walked to the bed.

He saw her go back to the bed again, sitting on the bed, wrapping her body with the quilt, only showing her face.

He took off the cloak, put it aside, walked to the table, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water, touched the edge of the glass with his hand, waited for a while, walked to the bed with someone in his hand, and handed him the quilt , said, "Drink."

She froze for a moment, then looked up at him, her eyes shining brightly.

"Don't misunderstand, and don't think too much, this king just doesn't want gossip about Prince Yue being seriously ill in bed, with no one to serve her, so that you can go back to your home and sue, and others will also gossip about me." Said in a cold voice.

"Thank you." She pursed her lips, her eyes were red with tears, and said.

He looked at her, drinking water with trembling hands and mouth, the index finger swollen like a carrot appeared in front of him, and there was a hole in it.

He suddenly remembered what the maid Honglian said, that day the concubine's finger was cut with a sharp weapon, and she went to fetch snow in the morning, but her finger was frostbitten, red and swollen, and that's why she contracted a cold and coughed badly.

She is such a stupid and stupid woman, she is so big, she can cut off her hand casually, it is not good to take care of her hand, she even ran to fetch the first snow in the ice and snow, now she is coughing so badly, she doesn’t wear much cloak One thing, I got out of bed and poured water to drink. As soon as the door opened, I was shivering from the cold.

He reached out, lifted the bottom of her cup, and helped her drink from her hand to her mouth.

"Thank you." She said again, although the wind and cold made her feel uncomfortable, her nose was blocked, and her whole body was hot, but she was very happy to feel his concern, and her eyes kept shining.

"How did you get back to the present?" He asked coldly.

"Huh?" She didn't understand what he meant. She raised her head and looked at him blankly. The quilt slipped off her body, revealing her thin and thin shoulders, but she didn't seem to know it.

"Ah!" She covered her mouth and sneezed.

"Did you do it on purpose?" He grabbed the cloak and said angrily. He covered her body with the cloak, wrapped his hands around her neck and tied the strap.

She blushed slightly, "Thank you."

"Besides these two words, what else can you say?" he asked.

"I..." She opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to answer her.

"That's all." He got up and said, "Since you are not feeling well, take care of your body. You will go home to visit your relatives in a few days. If you go back with a cold, your family will think that I abused you and was seen. Let’s talk about this king too.”

"Don't worry, I'll be fine and I won't cause you any trouble." She said hurriedly.

He looked at her red and swollen fingers, opened his mouth, and said for a long time, "It's best not to bring any injuries to your hands, otherwise some people will say that your life in the palace is not good. You are the eldest granddaughter of the Lian family." , how many pairs of eyes are staring at this lord, I hope you and I are safe and sound, and don't cause trouble for each other." He paused and said, "Also, my lord is here today, so don't think too much about it."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left the room. When the door closed, he caught a glimpse of her holding his cloak with a smile on his face.

"Stupid woman." He said lightly and contemptuously, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Creaking... He stepped on the snow and left her yard step by step.

When I returned to the study, I saw that the pot of tea made with Chuxue was still steaming faintly on the desk.

He walked over, picked it up, and prepared to throw it outside together with the cup.

However, the moment he picked up the teapot, a refreshing aroma hit him. He paused slightly, poured a cup, pursed his lips, and took a sip. Suddenly, an unprecedented sweetness spread to every corner of his mouth. part.

Sure enough, it smells like the first snow.

but……

"Come on." He said coldly.

Two servant girls came in, he pointed to the teapot and cup, and said, "Take it out, throw it away,"

"Young Master, Qizhou is about fifty miles away. According to the current speed, we will arrive in two days." When it was getting dark, Wu Yong said outside the curtain of the carriage.

He opened the curtain of the carriage and looked outside, only to see that the setting sun had already descended, and the clouds in the sky were dyed red, fiery red, like blood.

Looking around from a distance, this place is beautiful. In the river not far away, several old ladies are washing clothes, and the smoke is curling up in the air.

"Go find a farmer's house, stay here for a few days, and then go to Qizhou." He said.

"Yes, son, it just so happened that your face can be removed in the past two days. According to my estimation, it has already recovered." Wu Yong said.

"Hmm." Thinking of meeting a new face, he felt inexplicably nervous.

Yaotong ran to find a farmer's house where he could live. He got out of the carriage and walked to the river.

Looking at everything in front of him through the black gauze curtain, he felt a sense of tranquility. In his heart, which had been turbulent for several days, at this moment, he suddenly felt a kind of ease that he had never felt before.

(End of this chapter)