Traveling to ancient times to become a princess, she wins every step of the way

"Thank you Mr. Yun."

"You're welcome. That's right. You were injured because you were here to save Sister A Li.

Yun Fan, of course, should take more care of Young Master Rong. "

Yun Fan took two steps forward and put his hand towards Rong Yan's back.

Rong Yan: "..."

This person must have done it on purpose!

His hands are like ice cubes!

Rong Yan immediately took a breath of cold air and almost couldn't hold back a cry.

Yun Fan looked at his suppressed expression and felt relieved.

Do you think it's that easy for me to tickle you?

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not itching anymore, Mr. Yun, please stop."

"Well, if you feel itchy again, you can call me, Mr. Rong..."

Call you!

Are you telling me to freeze me to death?

There was a rare trace of resentment on Rong Yan's face. He muttered "Hmm" and closed his eyes.

Yunfan withdrew the hand that was tickling him and held it behind him, with a cold air still emanating from his fingertips.

The white smoke-like mist looks like ice flowers blooming.

Let me tell you how powerful this ice art is.

After Su Liluo went back, she took a shower and changed clothes. She ate some food prepared by Luzhu, then fell into bed and slept for half a day before waking up.

Fortunately, the previous owner of this medical center was a person who knew how to enjoy life, so everything is available here.

Rong Yan was recuperating here, and the rest of them were living quite comfortably here.

Wuying and Long Nishang were still at the inn outside the city. Luzhu was really worried about Su Liluo, so he went into the city to find them.

It has been two days, and the new governor sent by the imperial court has not yet arrived, and Hanyang City is still under the control of the generals in Lincheng.

The rescued people have all received the antidote, and all symptoms of the plague have subsided.

Those with families have all returned home. Those who were locked up in the high gate compound and took refuge in the house, no one will hold them responsible for the knowledge for the time being. They are just not allowed to leave Hanyang City for the time being.

Coincidentally, the shopkeeper of the medical clinic where they were staying had not returned yet.

Su Liluo still thought that when he came back, she would break everything they used and live here into money and give it to him.

Dusk comes in far away, and the afterglow of the sunset glows.

When Su Liluo personally brought the porridge cooked by Lu Zhu to see Rong Yan, Yun Fan had already left and Diaozhu stood guarding him.

When Diabolo saw her, he immediately nodded and said, "Miss Ali, you are here."

"How's it going? He's been here for half a day?"

Diabolo: "Young Master has been sleeping. He has no fever anymore, and his complexion looks much rosier."

"Yeah." Su Liluo put the tray aside, stepped forward to take a look at Rong Yan, and thought to herself, it seems that the medicine she gave him was quite effective.

There are no antibiotics here, so we can only use decoctions to reduce inflammation and fever.

Fortunately, he has a good physical condition, so he has been through hell and back.

Finally, the guilt and worry in her heart were completely eliminated.

Not knowing whether he woke up or felt her, Rong Yan, who was sleeping soundly, slowly woke up.

"You came……"

"Yeah, I slept all day again, but do you feel that your strength has recovered a little?"

Rong Yan tentatively moved his hands and feet, nodded and said, "Well, I feel much better than when I woke up in the morning."

"Well, let's drink some porridge. It's better to eat something to recover faster."

"it is good."

Upon seeing this, Diabolo immediately stepped forward to help Rong Yan stand up and let him lean on the bedside. He also quickly put on a clean coat for him. It was the new clothes that Diabolo had someone buy for him at the clothing store yesterday. .

Rong Yan's previous suit was stained with blood and was thrown away.

Su Liluo picked up the porridge bowl on the tray and was about to hand it to Diaozhu, but she didn't expect him to suddenly hold his stomach and look at her with a painful expression: "Miss A Li, I have a stomachache, so I must be rude.

Master, I'm sorry, I..."

"Go." Rong Yan raised his hand and took the bowl handed over by Su Liluo. The diabolo disappeared into the room instantly like a flying monkey.

Su Liluo stared blankly at the afterimage left behind by Diabolo's clothes, and said with a smile: "You little guy's legs and feet are really fast..."

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

After receiving the porridge bowl from Su Liluo, Rong Yan didn't say a word and raised his other hand to pick up the spoon in the bowl.

"Hiss...uh..."

"Did you stretch the wound?"

When Su Liluo saw this, she immediately stepped forward to sit down and took the bowl back in his hand.

She scolded him dissatisfied: "You are already so injured, and you are still trying to show off! I just put a tray on it, just wait a moment."

After saying that, she picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, and blew it gently.

The heat in the porridge evaporated, covering her eyes with a layer of mist.

"Here, taste the temperature to see if it's suitable."

Rong Yan obediently opened his mouth to drink the porridge, and the warmth spread from his lips and tongue to the depths of his throat, and finally spread to his whole body.

At this moment, he only felt that the taste of this porridge was better than the delicious food in the world.

"Just right."

After chewing the porridge and rice in his mouth, he slowly swallowed it and said two words lightly.

"Okay, just eat more. Come on, ah!"

Su Liluo gently coaxed Rong Yan to drink the whole bowl of porridge, just like she coaxed her little brothers and sisters in the orphanage in the past.

Abandoned since birth, this was the first time in his life that he was treated with such tenderness, treated like a child, cherished and cared for.

After eating a bowl of clear porridge, Rong Yan's eyes were slightly red, and in the palm of his hand that was tightly clenched under the corner, there were several deep nail marks left by himself.

Suddenly, he said something that made him feel incredible.

"Ali, if I hadn't been hurt because of you, would you still be so kind to me?"

Su Liluo said, "Good boy, you eat so well..." before she could say it, she heard Rong Yan's low inquiry, and the bright expectant light in his peach blossom eyes.

He, this is?

Su Liluo's heartbeat was inexplicably erratic for half a beat, and then she laughed loudly: "Yes! Now, we are friends who have experienced life and death together!

In the future, even if you were not injured trying to save me, I will still be so kind to you.

Mr. Rong, kid Rong Yan, can you rest assured and take a good rest this time and recover from your injuries? "

"Yes." For the first time in front of Su Liluo, Rong Yan let go of his so-called defensiveness and sincerely showed a warm smile.

She really surprised him.

From her appearance, to her people, and everything about her.

It all surprised him.

At this moment, a voice in Rong Yan's heart asked, if it was for her, could he give up what he had to do before...

However, even he himself didn't know the answer.

**

Tanglin Palace

"Prince, a country cannot live without a king for a day."

"Royal grandmother, grandson...yes, grandson understands!"

On the second day after the death of Emperor Dongling, the new Emperor Dongling succeeded to the throne in front of the deceased emperor's spirit, announcing to the world.

According to the ancestral system, the coronation ceremony of the new emperor will be officially held five days later, after the funeral of the previous emperor.

The night is bright with few stars, and the dark night is quiet.

Li Fei looked at the frowning Long Yunxuan, sighed silently, walked over, and bowed.

"Your Highness, the Minister of Rites is asking for an audience outside the palace. Mr. Chen said that he would like to inform you about the enthronement ceremony in five days."

Long Yunxuan frowned: "Let him come in."

"Yes."