Han Fei was stunned for a moment, but did not admit it directly, but said: "My lord, is there anything wrong with your health?"
The man withdrew his gaze, gently tapped the book on his knee with his slender fingertips, and said, "Nothing."
At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the dead trees outside the window rustled. The man sitting by the window closed his eyes slightly, and his black ink-like hair was lifted up, and his thin figure seemed to be blown by the wind. And passed away.
A slight chill came up, and the temperature at night was still a little low. Han Fei shivered, frowned at the wide open window, and then walked over and closed the window.
The man didn't say anything to stop him, but his eyes fell on Han Fei, which made Han Fei shudder a little, but she still coughed twice and said: "The wind is cold at night. It's best for the prince not to catch cold."
After that, Han Fei looked at the dark green robe lying on the bed. She walked over and picked up the robe without hesitation. It felt very good when she got it. The material must be good, and it was very warm when wrapped in it. .
She was holding the robe and was about to put it on the man when her wrist was tightly grasped, and the fingertips as cold as jade pressed against her skin, as if she was about to get frostbite.
Han Fei froze, feeling annoyed in her heart that she could not change her habit of not seeing others abuse her. Why did she forget that the sick prince in front of her could also kill her.
The man raised his eyes. The mask on his face made it impossible for Han Fei to see through his expression, but the indifference in his eyes still made her heart tremble.
Han Fei didn't break away, but just said with a low eyebrow: "I'm sorry, it was Han Fei who crossed the line."
I guess her actions were very outrageous in the eyes of this ancient person. Her modern habits have not been completely changed, and she has forgotten what era this is.
After a while, the man slowly said: "You are worried about me."
This is an affirmative sentence with no doubt in the tone.
Han Fei mocked herself in her heart and continued, "You are my goal in living here, how can you not worry?" But I only dared to say this from the bottom of my heart, and Han Fei made an excuse on the surface.
"Han Fei once promised that she would do her best, go through fire and water, and serve the prince until she dies."
Thinking of what she said when she was nervous that day, Han Fei couldn't help but feel happy.
The man was slightly surprised, and slowly loosened his grip on Han Fei, pulled it back, put it on his lap, and said lightly: "You remember."
Han Fei put the robe on him smoothly, and controlled her strength very carefully, fearing that she would accidentally break the sickly prince with her strange strength.
"Han Fei naturally remembered it."
It's hard not to remember it. With the system's nervousness, tsk.
"Um."
Then there was no interest.
Han Fei hesitated for a moment, then said: "Your Majesty, I want to perform acupuncture on your legs, you..."
Do you mind showing your big white legs
Han Fei didn't dare to say the next sentence, but she saw the man's hands on his legs clenched quietly.
It wasn't until this moment that Han Fei understood that this person was not as indifferent as he seemed on the surface. He still cared... exposing his weakest point.
I feel a little complicated in my heart.
"No need."
He refused.
Han Fei frowned and said, "My lord, do you not believe me?"
The man closed the book, raised his head and closed his eyes, saying, "Go back."
The words already had the meaning of expelling guests.
Han Fei said forcefully: "If you don't get treatment, the prince will feel uncomfortable every time the season changes!"
People with leg diseases do not mean that the lower body is paralyzed. The weak sense of touch still exists. However, due to years of inactivity, the joints have become rusty. When it rains in the season, the patient will be in pain. In this situation, Han Fei is Not uncommon in modern times.
What's more, if this prince refuses treatment, how will she repay the debt she owes!
"You go back."
Han Fei said stubbornly: "I don't!"
The man looked at her in surprise, perhaps not understanding how someone who was scared just now could be so brave now.
"If the prince doesn't want me to see it, then Han Fei can just close her eyes."
The man pursed his lips and looked at the woman in front of him with a determined light in her eyes. It was obvious that her round face had no beauty, but her eyes were so bright that it caught the eye.
"you can?"
"I can!" Han Fei insisted.
The man raised the corners of his lips, then reached out and pulled away the dark green silk ribbon that tied his hair. His long hair fell down, making his white chin even more moist.
He handed the ribbon over and said, "Bring it on."
Han Fei took it without hesitation, and immediately wrapped it around his eyes. There was a trace of his breath on the dark green ribbon, which was cold and had a faint medicinal smell.
A rustling sound came to mind in her ears, and Han Fei's face was tinged with a hint of blush, but it was not obvious due to her big, round face. She coughed twice uncomfortably, Try to correct your mentality as a doctor.
Soon, his voice sounded in my ears, "Okay."
Han Fei took out her needle bag and fumbled closer, but she almost tripped because she couldn't see.
A slender arm stretched out and grabbed her wrist, and a voice sounded, "Come here."
Han Fei became even more uncomfortable, but she still followed the pull of the arm and slowly approached, and her hand touched the armrest.
"My lord, are you ready?"
Han Fei asked uncertainly.
But what Han Fei didn't know was that after she got closer, Hayate had already approached her behind with a dagger in his hand, his eyes full of murderous aura.
An untrustworthy woman approaches the prince with a needle in her hand, which is enough for Hayate to kill him.
But the man stopped Hayate with his eyes.
"Um."
Upon hearing the answer, Han Fei took a deep breath and slowly exhaled a long breath. Then all the uneasiness and uneasiness on her face disappeared, replaced by a kind of extreme seriousness, as if she was treating a sacred matter.
Her expression made the man slightly surprised.
When Han Fei's hand touched the cold skin, her entire mentality was immersed in a state, without distracting thoughts or any shameful thoughts. At this moment, she was a doctor, and her patients were the patients who needed her.
Hands with burning warmth pressed on Qin Che's legs. Han Fei's fingers were fleshy and very soft. Because of her obesity, her body temperature was higher than that of ordinary people. Such heat is not suitable for people all year round. Qin Che was actually a little trembling due to the low temperature.
The warm hands and cold skin spread little by little under the contact, as if her warmth had infected his body. No one had ever been... so close to him.
There was a crack in the inner lake that had been frozen for more than ten years, and Qin Che's eyes suddenly deepened when he looked at Han Fei.
The hand on the armchair clenched uncontrollably.