Kuaiwen: I ran away after making the boss cry.

Yun Chen has grown up from a young age and has the love of his elder sister. He has never been so angry before!

He failed to escape many times, and when he escaped, he accidentally fell into the river. He also became wilted and fell asleep with his eyes closed in the corner of the carriage.

Yun Chen admits that he is very adventurous.

But it is still a bit dangerous to go to the border with Song Chengbi's 70 strategy points.

In short, he had to do something to stop on the road, and he couldn't go too fast.

[System 112: So you jumped into the river to catch yourself a cold? ]

[Yun Chen: Yes, yes. ] I won’t tell you, I just want to try Qinggong water floating...

Failed.

There is inner strength, but only a little.

[Yunchen: So dear, am I starting to catch a cold? ]

[System 112: ...No, you have some internal strength now, so you are less likely to catch a cold. ]

[Yun Chen: Huh. ]

[Yun Chen: Help me, give me a medicine that makes me have a high fever after taking it, and it looks like I’m going to die, but in fact it’s not uncomfortable at all and it feels really good! ]

[System 112: That kind is too expensive. Let me give you a basin of ice water. ]

[Yun Chen:...] A penniless old landlord!

Going northwest from the Central Plains, the temperature gets cooler and cooler.

It got even colder after dark. Song Chengbi and the soldiers were used to the wind and frost, so they prepared extra clothes, put a pot in their hands and burned knives, and they went through it.

Only Yun Chen was getting colder and colder, and he had to curl up into a ball even though he was covered with a cloak.

Seeing how pitiful he was, Song Chengbi reached out to hug him, but the young master bit his finger.

Song Chengbi looked at his fingertips covered in crystal and was ecstatic for a moment. He opened the curtain and gave Liu Ying a few instructions.

After a while, Liuying came back, carrying a stove burning silver charcoal.

Song Chengbi took it and handed it to Yun Chen: "Hold the stove in your arms to resist the wind and cold."

Yun Chen lay still, giving him a stubborn back.

Song Chengbi's eyes fell on his black hair that was scattered all over his shoulders. His throat rolled slightly, but then he said coldly: "If you freeze to death on the road, I will not be able to send your body back to Kaifeng. I can only bury you." In the wilderness, in the company of lonely ghosts..."

Yun Chen trembled a few times, "Stop talking!"

Song Chengbi raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled on his lips: "Do you want a stove or a lonely grave in the wilderness?"

Yun Chen: "Bring it here!"

Yun Chen went to grab the stove in a daze, but grabbed Song Chengbi's hand.

As soon as the two hands touched each other, Song Chengbi frowned.

His hands were hot, boiling hot.

Not even halfway through, I got cold and sick.

The young master is indeed delicate.

Song Chengbi patted his face, feeling that he was a little confused from the fever, so he covered his face with a cloak, quickly hugged him into his arms, and let him lie on his shoulders.

This series of actions happened too fast.

Yun Chen didn't react. He thought he was hugging the big stove and crawled into his arms.

Song Chengbi's back was against the carriage, and his big palms were supporting his neck and back of his head.

Yun Chen felt more comfortable, and he took advantage of it. He closed his eyes and rubbed his neck, like some small animal digging a comfortable nest, and shouted vaguely: "Sister..."

The sickly young man called his sister in a soft voice, which made Song Chengbi feel heartbroken for no reason.

He was married for his sister, and when he was sick, he would subconsciously ask his sister to act coquettishly. It seemed that the relationship between the two was very good.

Song Chengbi remembered that when he was young, he had a very good relationship with his royal brother.

But after the emperor's brother ascended the throne, there began to be a subtle change between the two.

In short, we can't go back to the past...

At this moment, Song Chengbi actually envied this young master who was free and easy to hate as much as he loved.

[Ding, Song Chengbi’s strategy value is +10, the current strategy value is 80]

Yun Chen didn't realize it at all, smacked his lips and fell asleep again.

Liuying gave the hostage a stove and was about to ask the prince if he also needed a stove.

As soon as he lifted the corner of the car curtain, he saw his prince holding someone, who probably couldn't hold the stove.

Liuying nodded and silently closed the car curtain.

He carried the knife and walked out. As he walked, he was suddenly startled: The prince is holding someone? !

Therefore, that man did not lie to himself during the day, he was really the princess!

[Ding, Liuying’s strategy value is +100, and the current strategy value is 100]

[System 112:? ]

[Yun Chen: Normally, he is loyal to the prince, and he will be loyal to me after he confirms that I am the princess. ]

[System 112: Why do you have a nasal voice when you talk to me? Did I pour the ice water on you a little too hard... Do you need me to buy you some cold medicine? ]

Liu Ying's guide is quite valuable, you can exchange it for fifty points.

[Yun Chen: Oh, if you want to exchange it, give me one to aggravate the cold. ]

[System 112:? ]

[Yun Chen: I’m going to make this carriage shake apart! ]

Song Chengbi controlled half of the country, and I was about to die of illness and couldn't even bear to open an inn.

Is there no one who can speak up for me?

[System 112: No need to waste the strategy value, I'll give you another basin of ice water to pour it on, it's cheap. ]

[Yun Chen:...] Let me ask you again, is it true that no one speaks up for me?