Su Ying couldn't help but glared at him: "What the hell are you thinking? Eat quickly and drink your medicine!"
"You took my jade buckle." Ye Feibai glanced at Su Ying, and a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes.
"You didn't eat just because of this? Well, I'll leave it to you." Su Ying put the jade buckle into Ye Feibai's hand.
Ye Feibai coughed suddenly, his face flushed red.
He quickly put the jade buckle on Su Ying's neck, and a trace of astonishment flashed in Su Ying's eyes.
She was about to take off the jade clasp, but Ye Feibai stopped this action and held her hands in his.
There was firmness in his dark eyes: "Ying'er, don't throw it away casually."
"Why bother..." Su Ying lowered her eyes and did not answer him directly. She continued to eat porridge: "You should eat quickly."
Ye Feibai finished the porridge slowly, and then stopped taking the medicine.
Su Ying looked at him with some displeasure: "Your wound is inflamed now, and you always have fever repeatedly! No matter how good your body is, it can't stand your tossing like this. You should drink up the medicine quickly."
Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying with hope and anticipation in his eyes. After a while, he slowly uttered two words: "Not good."
Su Ying suddenly became angry: "The body is your own, you can drink it or not!" After saying this, Su Ying felt a little regretful.
Sure enough, Ye Feibai stood up without saying a word, turned around and lay back on the bed.
He was lying face down on the bed, his back looked lonely and lonely, like a wronged child.
Su Ying stood at the same place, clearly seeing him as unhappy, but when she thought of him soaking in the pond looking for Yukou with injuries, she couldn't help thinking that the reason why he was so sick was because of herself.
Su Ying originally wanted to leave, but finally couldn't bear it.
She brought the medicine over, stood by the bed, and said in a blunt tone, "Ye Feibai, you should drink the medicine first."
"Your tone is bad, I'm not in the mood to drink medicine."
Su Ying was furious, she opened a dyeing workshop just to give some color!
"Are you drinking or not?"
"No." Ye Feibai paused, as if thinking of something, "Unless you and I go to the same place."
Every time he threatens her, nothing good will happen, Su Ying resolutely refuses: "No."
"Really not going?"
"No."
"Oh..." Ye Feibai dragged out his voice, covered himself with the quilt, and yelled again, "It hurts so much."
Su Ying stared at him, was there any mistake!
It's just that when she thought of his injury, she couldn't bear it. She sat on the bed and pushed him.
Her voice softened a bit, as if she was coaxing a child: "Drink the medicine before going to sleep?"
"If you feed me, I can think about it."
Su Ying sighed helplessly: "My hand hurts too, and I can barely hold the medicine bowl."
Su Ying hummed, who wouldn't pretend to be pitiful
Sure enough, just as Su Ying finished speaking, Ye Feibai had already lifted the quilt.
He turned over and sat up on the bed, took the medicine bowl from her hand and put it aside.
He didn't care about himself for a while, and took her hand with a distressed expression: "I'll change your medicine."
"..."
Ye Feibai caressed her palm and said quietly, "Although you don't care about me, I definitely care about you."
Su Ying was speechless for a moment.
Su Ying and Ye Feibai had injuries, and they had been staying in the tent for the past few days without going anywhere.
Su Ying originally wanted to see how Jin Yang was hurt, but Ye Feibai seemed to be a different person suddenly, never mentioning what happened before, and kept pestering her all the time.
Su Ying occasionally ignored him, and he even threatened her with small things such as not eating, not taking medicine, not sleeping, etc., forcing her to stay by his side, forcing her to coax him.
After being coaxed by Su Ying for a few days, Ye Feibai felt a little light-hearted.
As if this could prove that Su Ying had him in his heart.
Ye Feibai's health was in good condition, and after drinking a few doses of decoction, his condition was quickly brought under control.
The eldest princess gave some good ointment, and after a few days of rest, his wound healed up in sevens and eighties.
However, he has enjoyed the benefits of being a wounded person, and his condition will not "get better" easily.
After dinner, Ye Feibai grabbed Su Ying's hand: "Ying'er, I'm not feeling well."
"Why are you still uncomfortable? The wound still hurts?" Su Ying couldn't help but frowned slightly. His wound seemed to have been scarred. Could it be an infection? Can the doctor take a look?"
"No need." Ye Feibai refused.
"If you feel unwell, you should ask Doctor Liu..."
Before Su Ying finished persuading, Ye Feibai stretched out his strong arms and pulled Su Ying into his arms.
He buried his face into Su Ying's neck, a half-smile was hanging on his handsome face, and the corners of his mouth curled into a beautiful curve.
His handsome eyes were full of interest, and he blew a few breaths on Su Ying's neck ambiguously, exhaling like blue: "Ying'er, my body is itchy."
Su Ying rolled her eyes speechlessly, and subconsciously pushed him away: "Did you spend too much time in the wild, and you have lice?"
"Su Ying!" Ye Feibai feigned anger, and called her name viciously.
Su Ying patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, with a look of understanding: "Okay, I'll ask Luhen to bring some hot water over, and you can take a good bath."
"No!" Ye Feibai continued to refuse.
Don't want this, don't want that, what exactly does he want
Su Ying gave Ye Feibai a cold look, as if looking at a child in kindergarten: "Are you making a mistake? You are the one who is itching, what do you want?"
Ye Feibai squinted her phoenix eyes, and suddenly lifted Su Ying into her arms.
"Let me go!" Su Ying struggled violently, she beat his chest indiscriminately and kicked her legs, "Ye Feibai, please let me down quickly."
"Don't let go!" Ye Feibai tightened his arms like iron arms, and strode out of the tent with Su Ying in his arms.
When Su Ying reacted, Ye Feibai had already put her on the horse, and he himself jumped on the horse quickly.
Ye Feibai pressed her against his chest, he hugged her very hard, wishing he could embed her whole body in his arms.
Only then did Su Ying realize: "What are you going to do? Where are you going?"
Ye Feibai didn't speak, a bright smile bloomed on his handsome face, and a sly look flashed across his eyes.
He clamped his legs around the horse's belly, pulled the reins tight, and the horse was galloping forward in no time.
The horses shuttled nimbly through the woods. It wasn't particularly cold tonight, and the breeze caressed their cheeks, which was very pleasant.
The soft moonlight shrouded the earth like a veil, casting mottled tree shadows on the ground.
The forest seemed very quiet, only the sound of horses trampling fallen leaves.
Su Ying also calmed down. She actually couldn't believe that they could still get along like this.
Su Ying leaned against his arms, the tip of her nose was full of his grass-like smell.