Xu Jiao knew just now that her emotions were a little bit revealing.
She raised her white lotus-like arms to block her eyes, and politely rejected Yu Ye's somewhat blunt care, because she didn't want to be seen by her fragile appearance at the moment, she even turned over and turned her back. facing each other.
Since I've known her for so long, this is the first time that Yu Ye sees her expression that he doesn't want to be seen by himself. For some reason, his heart moves a little bit, like a guqin sitting in a room, suddenly being gently plucked by a string. .
She was a little surprised by the beautiful voice that came out.
Looking at the figure wrapped in the dark velvet quilt, Yu Ye could vaguely see the white sweat stained on the back of her neck. Facing this somewhat refusal gesture, she didn't care, Lifting the long sleeves, he took out a handkerchief from the placket, and gently wiped the sweat off Xu Jiao's neck.
Suddenly touched by the silk handkerchief, Xu Jiao moved slightly, and when she turned back, she had adjusted her mood to the usual calm, put down the hand covering her face, and instead grabbed the thin handkerchief around her neck—
Yu Ye's movement of wiping her sweat was interrupted by her. Seeing Xu Jiao pulling the handkerchief apart, she propped up the bed with one hand, squinted her eyes slightly, and met the other person's turned eyes.
Xu Jiao raised her hand and pulled the handkerchief away, her neck avoiding Yu Ye's movements, her lips moved slightly like the pink flowers blooming in the imperial garden in the early morning, but the words she said were not as soft as her appearance:
"Master Yu doesn't have to do this."
Yu Ye heard these words a little familiar.
With Xu Jiao avoiding the handkerchief in her hand, she thought for a while and then remembered that in the daytime, when the Crown Prince said that he would set an example and donate his share of ice this month directly to the disaster-stricken people, she was the said so.
Now, why does this little highness seem like... using what she said to attack her
The current Xu Jiao is in great contrast to the way she complained to her softly and coquettishly just now—
Although Yu Ye didn't know when she had deceived her, it did not prevent her from carefully recalling Xu Jiao's previous performance. The little girl lying on the bed had red eyes and a little murmur in her voice. Complaining, of course, this may be an illusion caused by her voice being too soft, but Yu Ye doesn't want to think so much, she just instinctively thinks...
This slightly soft, different from the usual His Royal Highness, there is a kind of cuteness that she likes.
She wanted to see Xu Jiao like that for a while.
But the other party seems to be very reluctant to show such a weak side.
That's right.
Previously, Yu Ye thought that this little Highness was like a hedgehog, making people do not know where to start, and it seemed that he had no weaknesses. Now, after inadvertently glimpsed her soft belly, Yu Ye wanted her to reveal some more truths. temperament.
She likes this kind of Xu Jiao very much.
Thinking of this, she simply put the handkerchief in her arms again. Just when Xu Jiao thought that the safe distance between the two was to be maintained again, the silk on her side was suddenly lifted, and a slight wind blew in and brushed it. Her back shirt wet with sweat.
Xu Jiao: "!"
Seeing Yu Ye lift the quilt, she instinctively felt unsafe, and she no longer used the posture with her back to her, but turned over again, even if the knees in the quilt were still curled up, the people were curled up. The regiment, but still raised his face to look in the direction of the regent, wanting to know what the other party was going to do.
Yu Ye didn't let her wait in vain.
The next moment, the one who lifted the quilt went straight into her quilt.
Xu Jiao couldn't help propping up her upper body with her elbows, her eyes widened slightly, looking at the person who said "serving the bed" as a joke last night, her voice stuck in her throat, trying not to appear too surprised :
"... What does Master Yu mean?"
Yu Ye pressed lightly on her shoulder and pushed Xu Jiao back into the bed and quilt, and even tucked the corner of the quilt for her. Then, the hand inside the quilt again covered Xu Jiao's soft abdomen. The original rhythm was slowly rubbed for her, but she just said aloud:
"The crown prince is a daughter of gold, and taking care of your body is the most important thing."
The implication is that she is helping Xu Jiao take care of her health.
There was a trace of suspicion in Xu Jiao's eyes, she didn't want Yu Ye to get close to her, especially when she thought of her suspicions and precautions about her, Xu Jiao wanted to avoid contact with this person, but physically... The strength of her inner strength made her feel very comfortable, and those rejected and blunt rejections came to her lips, and they lingered over and over again, but she silently swallowed them.
In the end, she just lowered her eyes to feel the sudden "kindness" of the other party.
Kindly add double quotation marks, because Xu Jiao doesn't understand why she is doing this on a whim.
In this quiet and somewhat ambiguous bed room, for a while, only the movement under the quilt was moving slowly, and neither of the two spoke again until the communication voice from outside the hall came to this:
"Your Highness Qi, Master Yu, Fang Yuyi is here."
Xu Jiao felt a sense of relief inexplicably, and couldn't wait to say, "Pass."
At the same time, she naturally pushed away the man in Xuanyi beside her, forcibly suppressed her reluctance to leave this source of warmth, and instead used her feet in the quilt to move up a still warm woman, and hugged her in her arms. He wrapped himself in the quilt and sat up.
When Yu Ye was pushed by her, she felt a little unhappy. Seeing the imperial physician entering from the hall, her shadow cast on the eight-sided landscape screen, she suddenly stretched out her long hand and just took Xu Jiao into his arms and pressed him. A voice with a cold smile sounded beside Xu Jiao's ears:
"His Royal Highness doesn't seem to like the minister very much?"
Her voice was so low that only Xu Jiao could hear her.
Xu Jiao gave her a sideways glance, the corners of her lips seemed to be about to laugh, the curvature was already hooked up, but she was pressed down, and after a while she just replied lightly: "Master Yu has been worrying too much, I just don't want to offend the Lord, the Lord is now the ruler of the country. Dongliang is the minister of Dayan, so there is no need to trouble the adults to worry about such trivial matters as abdominal pain."
Yu Ye's dark eyes stared at her, his face sank for no reason, whether it was because Xu Jiao refuted her words, or because he just pushed her away without hesitation.
She replied coldly: "The matter of the prince is no small matter."
"If Your Highness doesn't like the minister and doesn't want to let the minister approach, then—" I'm afraid she will be disappointed in the future, because she wants to appear in front of this little guy every day.
Before this sentence was finished, Fang Yuyi had already walked to the front of the collapse, lifted up his robes and bowed to the two of them: "Wei Chen sees His Royal Highness Prince, sees Lord Yu."
Xu Jiao retracted her gaze that was still on Yu Ye, and ordered the palace servants who followed from outside the palace to help the old doctor with white beard and hair up, and then stretched out her hand from the bed to let him check the pulse.
Yu Ye held her in his arms the whole time. Although her movements were intimate, her expression didn't look like she was close to anyone, but rather like... trying to control Xu Jiao.
The imperial doctor who gave Xu Jiao's pulse didn't dare to raise his head during the whole process. He was conscientious and only wanted to do his own thing. After putting his fingertips on Xu Jiao's wrist, after a while, he saluted again:
"Your Highness Qi, Lord Yu, Your Highness is Chukui now, and the abdominal pain is due to the cold at a young age, and the root cause of the disease has fallen. I have to take care of it on weekdays. I am afraid this abdominal pain will last for a few days..."
He slowly revealed the results of the pulse diagnosis, which was very different from Xu Jiao's own judgment.
At the end, he was going to give Xu Jiao a moxibustion to temporarily relieve the abdominal pain.
Yu Ye ordered the palace staff to write down all the dietary taboos for the past few days. At the same time, he watched Imperial Physician Fang give Xu Jiao moxibustion on several acupuncture points in turn. After a while, the little girl's face really looked better. .
By the time Imperial Physician Fang had retired and the palace people had withdrawn again, the moon outside the hall had already risen.
It was already late at night.
Xu Jiao's pain was temporarily gone, her brows were also stretched a lot, her face was not as white and scary as before, she regained her energy and looked at Yu Ye: "Sir, you can rest assured now, my body is fine, as it is today. It's too late, the adults should rest early, I won't see you off."
Yu Ye had a sentence before, and he had almost forgotten it. Seeing that Xu Jiao wanted to drive her away so much, she suddenly retrieved the words, and there was a bit of coldness between her brows, her eyes were like the edge of a blade. Showing the snow-colored cold light, even the voice became cold:
"His Royal Highness has been inconvenient these few days. I am afraid that the assassin Xiaoxiao will find opportunities to take care of him personally."
The words 'personal care' were emphasized by her.
Xu Jiao's eyes paused and she was about to continue the fight with her. She was like a duckling that was suddenly pushed into the water. Yu Ye stroked the back of her neck and pressed it into the bed. The other party also pulled the quilt over there quite naturally, as if he was in his own bed, and planned to sleep with Xu Jiao in his arms.
Xu Jiao: "...?"
She just came to be a big aunt. Why is it like being paralyzed by Yu Ye, and suddenly the risk of being assassinated has increased
She got out of the quilt, her lips opened, and Yu Ye covered her mouth again. At the same time, the person was pushed over and pulled to the other side's arms with her back facing Yu Ye. Yu Ye's other hand was placed on her abdomen again, delivering heat to her.
A slightly impatient voice sounded in her ears:
"Shh."
"Your Highness should not want me to stop your mouth and rest?"
Xu Jiao: "…"
She didn't understand why this person was inexplicably and naturally crowding her bed again!
She raised her hand and tried to forcefully open the palm that was covering her lips, but Yu Ye's strength was not something she could shake at all. Instead, she was held tighter because of this struggle, and Xu Jiao's breath was a little messy. Now, the wetness brushed over Yu Ye's fingers.
Just when Yu Ye pulled his face down and wanted to tell His Highness not to fight against him, the consequences were very serious—
Xu Jiao suddenly put down her hand like she was discouraged.
Yu Ye raised his brows:
so nice
Does this stop struggling
Know the time? Do you know what to say
What happened tonight was too fast for Yu Ye to go through this strange mental journey. The dignified Prince Regent actually went against a 15-year-old girl childishly, saying that it would make the rest of the four countries laugh out loud.
At the moment, she only thought that Xu Jiao had finally decided to obey her and stop fighting her and stab her with words...
His palm seemed to be swept by a loach's tail suddenly.
A damp, warm softness brushed from her palm.
When he realized what it was, Yu Ye froze for a moment.
Xu Jiao dared!
She did!
As the Prince of the East Palace! To use this shameless trick like a hooligan in the market... This is simply, how decent!
Compared to her sudden daze, the initiator seems to be a little sluggish. Xu Jiao didn't realize what she was doing until she finished this action. Her eyes were blank for a moment, and she hurriedly pulled Yu Ye's palm down, and when she turned over. Eyelashes trembled, Xu Jiao tried her best to calm her breath, looked away, and prevented herself from looking at the other person's face, her voice trembled, and then she stabilized her voice:
"I… "
Not finished.
Her cheeks were pinched hard, Yu Ye raised her face, his deep black eyes were like the sea in the night, making people unable to see whether there were waves in it or not, it just felt like a horror that could bite people dark.
Xu Jiao heard her softly ask:
"His Royal Highness... What is the meaning of this?"
Xu Jiao didn't know where to start her defense, but she heard a sneer and said, "Recently, this minister has been troubled by all kinds of things, and he forgot to check how His Highness's homework and etiquette were done. Your Highness did such a humiliating thing to a servant—"
"Why don't your Highness tell you, how should I punish you?"