Transmigrating into a book: After getting married, I found that the target of the strategy has chang

The dim candlelight turned into a gaze, depicting Shen Mingjue's profile inch by inch. The nightingale's cry was locked outside the window frame. As the midnight watchman sounded, the deafening and frenetic heartbeat gradually calmed down. The slightly cool thick cloth in his hand had been washed three or four times, and the temperature of Shen Mingjue's forehead had finally dropped.

Taking advantage of the fact that the patient was unconscious, Gu Changfeng became bolder and lightly touched the skin, which was as smooth and delicate as white jade, with his index finger. Shen Mingjue tried to dodge but failed, and his brows tightened.

Gu Changfeng felt embarrassed and relaxed his brows again, but he did not loosen his hands, which remained firmly on Shen Mingjue's face.

The sleepy Shen Mingjue moved a few more times, but couldn't get him loosened, so he just let him touch him.

Gu Changfeng, knowing his feelings, did not do anything out of the ordinary. He just stared at him the whole night, cooling him down physically. He also asked Zhao Si to ask for leave from Shen Mingjue. It was almost dawn, so he left in a hurry for fear that he would wake up.

It was not until after school at noon that Gu Changfeng learned that Shen Mingjue had woken up in the morning.

He pushed open the door nervously. Shen Mingjue was leaning against the bed with a gloomy look on his face. When he saw him coming, he called him like he did yesterday: "Prince?"

Gu Changfeng shamelessly closed the door in broad daylight. Although he had done this before, after those days of ridiculous "cold war", many things were different.

He began to make excuses for himself: "You had a high fever last night, so I stayed here to take care of you." Then he sat down beside the bed as before, looking calm: "How do you feel now?"

Shen Mingjue opened his mouth, thousands of words flooded into his mind, he decided to start from the beginning: "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have lied to you."

"I was wrong too. You really had no obligation to confess to me. Everyone has secrets that they don't want others to know. I was the one who overstepped my authority." He was stunned for a moment and said.

"Besides...I shouldn't have used this as an excuse to avoid you." Gu Changfeng was determined to take the blame, "Ming Jue, I'm sorry. I made you sad."

He apologized sincerely and took care of the person all night. Nothing serious happened, and Shen Mingjue was a kind person, so he nodded and forgave him immediately.

"I got sick last night because I forgot to close the window..." Shen Mingjue explained in a low voice.

Gu Changfeng didn't listen to his explanation, and gently covered Shen Mingjue's hand with his fingers, "I understand."

Shen Mingjue: “…” What do you know?

"Ming Jue, I promise you, I will never do this again." He still stubbornly believed that he was the one who caused the other person to suffer from mental illness, and he still felt extremely guilty.

"Thank you for yesterday, Changfeng."

When Shen Mingjue woke up in the morning, he saw the copper basin and the steaming typhoid medicine in the room. He realized that it was not a dream last night. The prince really came to take care of him all night. Although he could not remember the details because of the high fever, he vaguely remembered that he broke a cup, and the pieces of the cup were picked up by the prince. He carried him to the bed, covered him with a quilt, and seemed to touch him...

"Don't be polite to me. Have you taken your medicine this morning?"

The more Shen Mingjue thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did his memory still feel like a dream?

"I drank it and I feel much better today."

"That's fine. The weather has been unpredictable lately, so I asked someone to make two thick quilts for you. They will be delivered later today."

People who have been sick tend to think more slowly. After he nodded and thanked him, he realized what the prince had given him. Thinking of the rumors that were not acceptable in the academy in recent days, Shen Mingjue's face suddenly turned red. He didn't want it anymore. Sending two quilts made him feel ambiguous. If other people knew about this, who knows how they would describe the relationship between him and the prince? They would definitely say more dirty things.

The prince had been avoiding him since he came back from the palace. Was it just because he lied? Wasn't it because he believed those rumors and felt that someone with a dirty background like him was not suitable to be a friend? Shen Mingjue looked up at him, wondering whether he should ask him. If it was the same as what he thought, then when he was sick, in order to avoid the rumors from getting worse, shouldn't the prince avoid suspicion? This was also the reason why he asked Master Wen for help.

If the prince chooses to avoid suspicion, then he will not insist on trying to please others.

Gu Changfeng: “?” Why are you blushing while talking?

so cute.

think......

"You want peach." The little snail in his mind reminded him suddenly.

Gu Changfeng suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

"Have you heard those rumors?" After thinking about it, Shen Mingjue decided to ask.

His thoughts were disrupted, and he finally realized what the other person said. He had been avoiding Shen Mingjue since he came back, and he really hadn't heard the rumors about him "two-timing". He only heard that Shen Mingjue was trying to get ahead of himself and got dumped. He scratched his head, thinking they were talking about the same thing, "I heard about it, but Mingjue, I won't do this again. We are friends, not someone trying to get ahead of someone else." He felt regretful, "It's my fault that I got criticized."

Shen Mingjue chuckled. The thing he was most worried about did not happen at all. The thing that had been bothering him for a few days was like the cup last night. It was broken and then picked up and thrown away by Gu Changfeng himself.

He was in a good mood and his tone was much more relaxed: "Are we friends?"

Gu Changfeng was confused and thought it would be better if he was his boyfriend.

"Yes, I always think of you as my friend." I have been paying attention to you since you rescued me. In all these days, I have never treated you as a paper man.

Shen Mingjue sat up straight with satisfaction, and suddenly punched Gu Changfeng in the chest.

It didn't hurt, but the sneak attack was successful.

Gu Changfeng covered his chest and looked at him in surprise. Shen Mingjue smiled and said, "Well, I forgive you. Don't ignore me for no reason in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes, good Ming Jue, it's all my fault, I won't dare to do it again."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter again, just like before.

Zhao Si and Wen Heng, who were eavesdropping at the door, looked at each other and left.

"Mr. Shen's illness came at a good time." Zhao Si said, and the heavy weight in his heart fell to the ground. How could he not understand his own son's thoughts?

"Yes, the conflict was easily resolved and they were reconciled." Wen Heng was relieved. This way, the prince would never suddenly appear in his room and scare him again.

Zhao Si originally thought that Master Wen was interested in his own son, and he thought it would be difficult to handle because the son's heart was always with Master Shen. But since Master Wen took the initiative to invite him to eavesdrop today, he understood everything.

Master Wen is a kind-hearted man. Not only does he not covet his own prince, he is also willing to help these two awkward people reconcile.

Wen Heng walked in front, not knowing that his position in Zhao Si's mind had changed from "mistress" to "good man". He helped because he felt it was troublesome. Wen Heng looked down on these love affairs, and he was not interested in them, but he helped, and it was a favor to him, and his future career would be easier.