Cold Prince,Love Tenderly

Chapter 194

Xuanyuan Yiqing walks into the inner room of the corridor and pauses for a moment. Then he thinks that she is his own princess and has nothing to worry about. Walking to the bed, watching her fall asleep still quiet elegant appearance, there is a kind of unspeakable taste in my heart.

"Did she sleep all afternoon?" Xuanyuan Yiqing lowered his voice and asked.

"Yes." Ring son answered, but immediately found out the wrong. Blue if imperial concubine has never been drowsy problem, how to sleep a full afternoon today?

Xuanyuan Yiqing frowned, approached her, lowered his body and touched her forehead with his hand. At the moment when she felt that she didn't have a fever, she just remembered that qingluan had just said that her voice was not comfortable, or he ordered, "you go out of the house and ask a doctor."

Ring son should a, turn to go out of the house to ask a doctor.

Xuanyuan Yiqing didn't mean to leave immediately. He turned and pulled a chair to sit down. The inner room and the outer room are separated by a hollow screen, so Xuanyuan Yiqing can easily see the desk in the outer room and the row of books on the shelf.

He got up and went to the outer room. Standing on the edge of the bookshelf, he took out a book and looked at it for a while and then showed a smile. In the heart is exclamation: if it is true to live up to the name of talented women. After reaching out for several books, Xuanyuan Yichen went back to the inner room and sat down. He looked through the books slowly.

Xia YuYan's name as a talented woman is not groundless. She is good at strategy but better at poetry. Xuanyuan Yiqing's books are all poems.

Xuanyuan Yiqing is always fond of reciting poems, composing Fu, playing the piano and playing the moon, so he doesn't feel tired of reading these books quietly.

Turn to a page, suddenly a piece of paper fell.

Xuanyuan Yiqing bent down to pick it up and took a look at it. It was a copy of Shangxie

Shangxie! I want to know with you that the mountains are endless and the rivers are exhausted,

thunderstorms in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth unite

but I dare to break away with you!

The technique of writing is very skillful, graceful and elegant. Without a stroke, it seems to be natural. Obviously, I've written this poem many times, and I'm familiar with it all.

Xuanyuan Yiqing looks at the woman in bed and suddenly feels that he can't understand her. Seeing that she likes this song Shangxie so much, she must also be a man of temperament, not the same as those ordinary women who follow the so-called husband's voice and women's obedience. In her heart, there should be infinite longing for love, and even someone who loves her deeply. But why is she so good to herself? Do you just want to be a wife?

The more he thinks about it, the more he is curious about her. Now he can't help but want to get close to her and explore what kind of woman she is.

Lanruofei seems to feel someone is looking at her, whining, and then slowly open her eyes.

Xuanyuan Yiqing sees her open his eyes and quietly folds the paper into the cuff.

"Awake?"

"Lord?" LAN Ruo Fei opened her mouth in disbelief.

Xuanyuan Yiqing listens to her mute voice and turns to pour a cup of water and hands it to her.

LAN Ruo Fei takes the water, sips two mouthfuls, looks at Xuanyuan Yichen, "Lord, you..."

She didn't bring anything until the doctor arrived.

"I heard you have a bad throat. Let the doctor show you." Xuanyuan Yiqing takes the cup in the hands of LAN Ruo Fei and retreats to the side to watch the doctor diagnose her pulse.

The doctor went forward to check the pulse, but after a while, he stopped his hand. "The princess just got cold and was infected with wind cold, but it was not serious, and there was no fever. The grass people take some medicine, and the princess takes it on time, and she can recover in three days. "

"Please, huan'er, take the doctor out." Blue if imperial concubine orders.

When huan'er sends the doctor out, there are only two people left in the room: LAN Ruo Fei and Xuanyuan Yiqing.

"Since you're all right, have a good rest. I'll go back first." Xuanyuan Yiqing doesn't know what to say when facing her.

"Lord." Xia Yu Yan stopped him at that moment when he turned around, "why do you think of Qing Lan Ju today?"

Xuanyuan Yiqing stepped forward and replied, "I met qingluan in the garden today. She said that you are not feeling well. I'll stop by to have a look."

"Is the Lord worried about me or just making up for my guilt when he comes to see me?"

Xuanyuan Yiqing turned her back and did not speak for a long time.

"Well, it's just my wishful thinking." LAN Ruo Fei smiles bitterly.

"You actually It's not necessary for me to do so much. " Xuanyuan Yiqing hesitated and said it.

"What the LORD said was about last night?" LAN Ruo Fei finally understood why he came here today. "The Lord doesn't have to think about it, let alone feel that he owes me anything. What I do to Wang Ye is the responsibility of the wife to her husband. I think Yan'er will do these things to the king Chen

Xuanyuan Yiqing is silent again. Seeing huan'er back, he goes out of the door.