I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

The Queen Mother knew that no matter what she said, she couldn't change Song Shixia's mind: "Forget it, I can't stop you after all."

Lin Jin looked at her and Song Shixia's hands, and put the back of Song Shixia's hand against her face: "If Song Shiqiu doesn't protect you, I will take you away with me, Sister Shixia. I can protect you now... No, if he dares, I will kick him out. Anyway, he has offered me the entire Prime Minister's Mansion as a betrothal gift."

Song Shixia burst out laughing: "Silly Ajin, if my brother doesn't protect you and me, he's not a brother."

The night dew was heavy, so the empress dowager asked Lin Jin and Fang Zhining to stay in the palace. As for Luo Wensheng, she wanted to let him leave the palace first, but she was still worried about Luo Wensheng, so the empress dowager had to let the palace servants take Luo Wensheng to the Imperial Hospital.

When Song Shiqiu heard that Lin Jin was going to stay in the palace tonight, he frowned slightly, but still did not refuse the Queen Mother's face: "In this case, I will come to pick me up after the court tomorrow."

Ever since knowing that Xia Huaiya was Song Shixia, Lin Jin didn't want to leave Song Shixia's side at all. He was more anxious than anyone else about Fang Zhining's change of prescription. His eyes were either staring at Song Shixia or Fang Zhining.

"Lin Jin, there should be limits in what you do. I'm not a mechanical puppet. I should rest after a tiring day." Fang Zhining was almost driven crazy by Lin Jin's stare. She has been researching this medicine for several years and still hasn't figured it out. Could it be possible that she could develop it just because Lin Jin stared at her in one night?

If that's the case, there's no problem for Lin Jin to keep an eye on her for the rest of his life.

"I'm sorry, but..." Lin Jin knew that it was not kind to be so impatient, but she was really too scared. "Please, Huaining, as long as Sister Shixia can be saved, you let me go east and I won't go west in the future. You can even ask me to go against Song Shiqiu."

Fang Zhining: “…”

All she wanted now was some sleep.

"Go away." She pointed to the bedroom where Song Shixia was resting. She was tired after a long day, and even a donkey should rest. "Go find your sister Shixia, and don't bother me while I sleep."

Lin Jin touched her nose and went back to find Song Shixia. She lay by the door, looking at Song Shixia who was half lying on the bed reading a book. The candlelight gave his cold white skin a layer of warm color.

She just lay there by the door and watched, not daring to make a sound, for fear that what she saw was all fake, like a dream that would disappear at any moment.

Song Shixia caught a glimpse of the sneaky figure from the corner of his eye, smiled helplessly, put the book away and put it under his pillow: "Ajin."

Lin Jin woke up as if from a dream and moved slowly: "Sister Shi Xia."

It is certainly joyful to regain what was lost, but that is exactly why one is more afraid of losing it again. Fang Zhining said that even if the medicine was used to save Song Shixia's life, he would only live one or two more years. A new medicine must be developed within this year.

"Silly Jin, why are you crying?" Song Shixia's hand touched Lin Jin's wet eyes, "We finally meet again, why are you crying all the time? Everything will be fine. Jin should have a lot to say to me, right?"

Lin Jin grabbed Song Shixia's hand, which was as cold as she remembered. She shook her head and said, "I just want you to get better. Nothing else matters. Nothing else matters. As long as I can make you get better this time."

"But I want to know, I want to know whether Jin has been doing well for so long, and whether he has suffered a lot of grievances." Song Shixia's heart softened like a puddle of water, and she made way for Lin Jin. "Jin seems to have gotten a lot darker, but his complexion is better than before. He used to be so skinny that he seemed like he could be blown away by the wind."

"No." Lin Jin held her hand tightly and sat on the footstool, leaning against the bed. "Sister is too thin."

Song Shixia felt so distressed that she pulled her hand back and touched Lin Jin's head: "No, Jin, this time won't be the same as last time. I won't leave as soon as you wake up. Don't be afraid, you will catch a cold this way."

"There's a brazier in the room, it's not cold. Go to sleep, I'll stay with you." Lin Jin didn't dare to gamble, she was too afraid of the same thing happening again, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to see you."

She took out the book that Song Shixia had just put away: "Sister Shixia, I'll read to you, lie down quickly, Zhining said you need to rest well, you will recover faster if you rest well."

Song Shixia lay down at Lin Jin's urging. Lin Jin blew out all the candles opposite Song Shixia, leaving only two lights at the head of the bed, so that she could see the words on the book clearly. She read the contents of the book to Song Shixia word by word, coaxing her to sleep.

Lin Jin listened to her breathing which gradually became slow and long, then carefully put away the book. He just looked at Song Shixia's sleeping face, grabbed a corner of the quilt and rested his face on it, still staring at Song Shixia.

If this is a dream, it doesn't matter what, as long as she can see Song Shixia, she would rather stay in this real dream forever.

She actually had a lot to say, but she was afraid that after she finished speaking, Song Shixia would disappear.

"Sister Shi Xia, I will talk to you slowly when you get better. I am not impatient and you don't have to leave." Lin Jin closed her eyes, tears falling from her eyes, "I love you the most."

The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead-foil floating lantern returns alone.

The long journey should be sad in the late spring, and there are still vague dreams in the remaining sky.

A spring rain came silently in the second half of the night, melting the last of the snow. Lin Jin stayed with Song Shixia and listened to the sound of the spring rain all night until dawn.

Before Song Shixia fully woke up, she smelled the fragrance, which sounded like meat porridge cooked with the best broth.

Changning Palace had its own small kitchen, so Lin Jin borrowed it and made a breakfast before Song Shixia woke up.

"Lin Jin, you got up so early in the morning just to cook?" Fang Zhining heard the noise in the morning, but just stayed in bed without coming out. "Are you bored?"

Is there no cook in this palace?

"It's none of your business. I didn't make it for you." Lin Jin pushed Fang Zhining's hand away as he was about to grab the spring rolls. "Don't move."

Fang Zhining looked at his opened hand in shock: "Don't go too far, your sister Shi Xia still needs me to save her, and I can't even eat a spring roll?"

"Not the first bite." Lin Jin's heart was so biased that Song Shixia had to eat the first bite. "Don't let me find out that you're eating secretly. I'll go call my sister to get up."

Song Shixia washed up and changed her clothes with the help of the palace maid. She heard the two people's argument and felt helpless but also amused: "Ajin."

"Sister Shi Xia." Lin Jin looked like a happy puppy, and walked over happily. "I made breakfast for you. Come and try it to see if it tastes good."

Lin Jin's eyes were full of praise, so dazzling that Fang Zhining felt it was unbearable to look at them: "Can you, a lackey, give me some of my junior sister?"

She had always thought that no matter what, Lin Jin was actually a relatively serious person. Although he was a little unkempt, he at least had some backbone.

Is this person now really the Lin Jin she knows?

Lin Jin didn't care what Fang Zhining said. She diligently poured a bowl of hot porridge for Song Shixia and placed the jujube paste cake in front of her: "I made this too. Come and try it."

Song Shixia looked at the dishes on the table. Lin Jin seemed to have made a portion of all the breakfasts she could make: "It must have taken a lot of effort to make these." She looked at the green shadows in Lin Jin's eyes. Even so, those eyes were still sparkling. "Silly Jin."

"It's not hard. I've always wanted to cook for Sister Shixia." Lin Jin shook her head repeatedly. As long as Song Shixia liked it, she would not sleep in anymore.

Fang Zhining chuckled twice: "How long are you two going to keep on being affectionate? Can I eat now?"

Is there a living person around you that you can’t see?

Is Lin Jin marrying Song Shiqiu or Song Shixia?