The night was getting darker, there were rustling snowflakes outside, and the temperature dropped again and again.
Lu Yan got on his horse, clamped the horse's belly, and walked away.
The little servant who was in charge of the stables bowed and asked Yang Zong, "Isn't there a curfew outside? Why did Shizi go out at this time?"
Yang Zong sighed and said, "Your Highness is busy with official business, and there is no other way."
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The cold wind whistled and burrowed into his sleeves. By the time he arrived at Chengyuan, Chang'an City had already responded to the sentence—the Sixth Street Drums rested and there were no pedestrians, and there was a moon in the sky.
Pieces of snowflakes were stacked on the bluestone road, Lu Yan's pace was fast, and when he ran over the ground, he made a "creaky" sound.
At this time, Mo Yue was cleaning up the snow with a bamboo broom. When she saw Lu Yan coming, she straightened up and said, "This servant has seen Shizi."
Lu Yan handed the medicine to Mo Yue and said, "Fry it with warm fire, as soon as possible." Then he strode into Lanyue Pavilion.
The candles in the house swayed gently, and the snowflakes flew wildly outside.
He pushed open the door of the inner room, and what caught his eye was Shen Zhen, who was curled up on the bed. Such a petite and slender back was indeed extremely pitiful.
He sat on the edge of the bed and leaned over to retrieve her body.
Lu Yan pinned the strands of her loose hair behind her ears, and looked at her along the firelight. There was virtual sweat on her forehead, her face was pale, but her body was hot and hot.
Her lips parted slightly, as if she was saying something, but unfortunately it was too dumb and too low, so Lu Yan had to lower his head.
"cold."
She murmured softly.
Lu Yan looked around and found that there were already four charcoal pots burning in the house. Even if she added two more, she would still be cold.
He looked down at her and stroked her little face with his thumb.
The sick and weak Shen Zhen is like a delicate Xifu Begonia, unbearable to wind, rain, and torment.
Lu Yan covered her with a quilt, and then said to Tangyue, who was standing beside her, "Has she always burned so badly?"
"It wasn't even yesterday. Miss Shen only said she was dizzy and wanted to sleep. But by the time the servants brought the dinner, she had already started talking nonsense." By this time, she had passed out from the burn.
Lu Yan lowered his head and calculated, it had been burning all day and night. Can't stand it any longer.
"Go and bring a basin of hot water." Lu Yan said.
Hearing this, Tangyue looked up at Shen Zhen, who was in the throes of seeing a doctor, thought of something, and quickly said, "Yes."
It was a foggy night tonight, and looking outside through the branch window, the moonlight couldn't help but become hazy. Just like some hidden feelings.
After a while, Tangyue came back with a basin of water, she soaked a handkerchief and said to Lu Yan, "Master Shizi, come on slaves."
Lu Yan got up and made room for her.
Tangyue lifted the quilt and untied Shen Zhen's clothes with her hands. After taking off the middle shirt, there is only a plain white apron left.
Tangyue took a deep breath when a refreshing fragrance rushed towards her face. She has served many people, but she has never served such a celestial beauty.
Her body is so white, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is bullying Sai Xue.
Tangyue carefully touched her arm with a hot handkerchief, the temperature was comfortable, and Shen Zhen couldn't help snorting.
As soon as the sweet voice came out, the corner of Lu Yan's mouth instantly flattened. He thought that Shen Zhen only treated him like this, but he didn't think so, she did this to everyone.
The next picture can't help but be a little fragrant. Tangyue wiped her body little by little, starting from the jade feet and working from bottom to top. As the body is still hot, the skin is a little redder than usual.
During the encounter where the place, can not help but make some noise.
Standing on the side, Lu Yan's eyes became darker and darker, his body was stiff, and there was a sense of heat.
He licked the corner of his mouth and sneered.
OK, really OK.
When she opened her eyes, she was purer than anyone else, and the rippling water droplets in her eyes were like clear springs in the mountains, but when she closed her eyes, she was no longer her. This coquettish beauty that could not be found in the daytime could not be hidden. Living.
Here, Tangyue was about to untie Shen Zhen's apron. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and the blue veins on his arms were faintly protruding. He seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go out."
Tang Yue was stunned, hurriedly put the handkerchief back into the hot water, and bowed down.
When she went out, the wind blew for a while before she calmed down. For the first time in her life, she would actually feel that a woman's body was so unbearable and enticing.
Lu Yan sat beside her, twisted the handkerchief in the water fiercely, and then carefully wiped every place, every place he wouldn't let anyone touch her.
Perhaps the force was a little heavy, and Shen Zhen snorted in resistance again.
Later, he even felt that his palm was hotter and hotter than the handkerchief in his hand.
When his reason prevailed and he dressed her and covered her, the medicine outside was ready.
He dragged her neck with one hand, and scooped the concoction with the other, and slowly put it into her mouth.
But where would Lu Yan wait for people to drink medicine, he fed them spoon by spoon, and didn't even give time to catch his breath, Shen Zhen was naturally choked.
He coughed again and again, and after a while, his eyes slowly opened.
In a trance, she saw his face clearly.
"grown ups?"
Shen Zhenmei's eyes widened and she called out to him.
When people just wake up, it is also the time when their hearts are undefended.
Looking at the resistance in her eyes, Lu Yan didn't know what he was rushing to come here in the middle of the night for a while
Lu Yan asked her to lean on the soft pillow, and then said coldly, "I've only been gone for a day, and you've made yourself sick, Shen Zhen."
Such a tone, it is not difficult to hear the meaning of blame.
However, Shen Zhen just woke up and didn't know what to say, so she lowered her head and coughed twice.
Lu Yan handed her the unfinished medicine, "Can I drink it myself?"
Shen Zhen took it and said in a low voice, "Yes." She hadn't eaten for a day and a night, and now she has a fever again, and she has little strength, and even holding a spoon, she is trembling.
Seeing her exhausted appearance, Lu Yan couldn't help turning the white jade wrench in her hand, and after a while, she snatched the medicine bowl from her hand.
He scooped a spoon and put it to her mouth.
After the four eyes met, Shen Zhen did not push three or four.
He stretched out a bit, and she opened her mouth, and her cooperation was considered a tacit understanding.
A bowl of concoction will soon bottom out.
The so-called short mouth, short hands, Shen Zhen had just drank the medicine he fed, and she had to express something. She cleared her throat and said slowly, "Thank you, sir." mouth.
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows to look at her, "What's wrong?"
"I'm afraid of being sick to the adults." Shen Zhen covered her mouth and said.
Lu Yan took her hand off, "It's okay." After a pause, he continued: "After drinking the medicine, let's rest early."
Hearing this, Shen Zhen lay down obediently, thinking that she has to recover from her illness so as not to cause trouble to others, so she simply closed her eyes.
Lu Yan got up and put out a candle.
Seeing her like this, Lu Yan gently stroked her back.
This kind of tenderness from a man, especially Lu Yan's tenderness, can be felt even if a little is given. Shen Zhen is the same.
After she turned around, instead of falling asleep, she opened her eyes.
Time passed inch by inch, and Lu Yan's hand on her back seemed to gradually fit together with her thumping heart.
I don't know how long it took, he suddenly said solemnly: "Shen Zhen, go to bed early, when you get up tomorrow morning and you transcribe a letter, I will send someone to Mrs. Li to deliver it."
Mrs. Li in his mouth was Shen Zhen's eldest sister, Shen Yan.
As soon as the words fell, Shen Zhen's nose was sore, she suddenly wanted to cry, but when she remembered the rules he set, she endured it again.
Until her breathing became even, Lu Yan turned her head to look out the window and pondered for a long time.
In fact, he couldn't even explain why he made an exception for her.
Perhaps it was because she was closely related to her own chaotic dreams.
Perhaps it was pity for her to be her own outer room at a young age, but he couldn't give her anything.
Or maybe he just wanted her to have a good dream.
he thinks.