many worries

The night is dark.

The lights of the Taiqing Palace were always dim, and Jing Yan's face was also blurred. He closed his phoenix eyes slightly, picked up a pen and wrote a letter with his left hand, folded it again, and handed it to Xiao Shishi, who was kneeling on one knee. , commanded: "Tell them to do as above, don't be too obvious."

Xiao Shishi was a little puzzled. That man had been placed beside Jing Hong for many years, but only this time. Two infighting, and not better.

Jing Yan glanced at him and explained, "The two of them fight, and they will never be able to decide what to do. Until the death of Emperor Yuande, there will be no winner or loser. Do you think he can't see that Jing Hong is unhappy? No, he knew all along, and wanted them two to fight."

Speaking of this, Jing Yan smiled, as if thinking of something very interesting, "It's just a pity, I couldn't fight, and I have to force one out."

Jing Yan doesn't need to say any more about the next thing.

His expression was hidden in the dim light, vague and fuzzy, "As for Jing Yan, he has to suffer from a serious illness before he can relax."

After all, Xiao Shishi had been with Emperor Yuande for many years, and he understood everything. He said in a hoarse voice: "Why does Your Highness use such a method? Illness is always harmful to the body. The previous court has been properly arranged, and you have to hide your strength and bide your time." For a long time, why not wait for Emperor Yuande to change his mind."

Although Emperor Yuande exiled Jing Hong in order to keep Jing Xu, he was unwilling to release Jing Yan.He will probably make up his mind only when the voices of the important officials in the court get louder and force him to be crown prince.

Jing Yan's voice was cold, "There is no need to wait any longer, the time has come." He is a person who dares to take risks, as long as it is worth it.But there is not much benefit in going out early, and such a radical approach should not have been used, but Feng Nannan saw and recognized Qiao Yu, and now he can hide it for a while.Once the confinement is over, the first thing she will do with great fanfare is to find Qiao Yu.

He didn't want Qiao Yu to be frightened and wronged any more, that's all.

Thinking of Qiao Yu, Jing Yan had a smile on his face, even his eyes had a gentle light, and he said: "Next time, bring some more paint."

Xiao Shishi swallowed the words that were about to rush out of his throat.

The prince has no desires. Over the years, he has never asked for anything outside. He really wants a person in the cold palace. Every extra request he makes is for Qiao Yu, and even for Qiao Yu. This is mostly covered up in front of another dark guard.

The Feng family is a scourge, Feng Nannan is like this, Feng Jiayi is like this, even Qiao Yu, who has the blood of the Feng family, continues to delay the prince.

After Xinxin left with Xia Xueqing, he would not be able to return until the end of the year. Qiao Yu was depressed for several days, and even Huiquan, according to Xinxin's wishes, gave him good meals for several days.

After a few days, it rained again, and the weather was humid and stuffy. Qiao Yu slept for a long time and was covered in sweat. When she woke up, the sky was dark and rainy continuously and heavily.Qiao Yu stared blankly at the sky for a while, but couldn't recognize when it was, she was so bored that she was going to get tired of Jing Yan.

The corridor was also leaking, Qiao Yu was lazy and didn't bring an umbrella, and her hair and coat were soaked in the short distance.Standing in front of Jing Yan's dormitory door, he was a little afraid of being taught a lesson, but he thought about acting like a coquettish boy and hiding away.

Recently, His Highness seems to treat him better than before, and even teach him lightly, reluctant to say harsh words.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yu pushed open the door and glanced at the desk.Jing Yan spends most of his time reading Buddhist scriptures there, and also carves some gadgets with a carving knife. Every year, Qiao Yu receives a new little jade, which is slightly different from previous years and is lifelike.

One year, Qiao Yu suddenly grew up, and only found out after getting a comparison between Xiao Xiaoyu and previous years. He asked Jing Yan, "I don't even know why Your Highness is so good at engraving."

Jing Yan's fingers landed on Qiao Yu's forehead, followed the contours of her cheeks with her fingertips, gently traced the shape of her eyebrows, the ups and downs of her facial features, and finally landed on the pointy chin, and said slowly: "I don't know what Xiaoyu looks like." I remember, I gained a little weight last year, and this year I lost weight again, I grew taller, my cheeks became thinner, and my chin became sharper. I am looking forward to what Xiaoyu will look like next year."

Qiao Yu pursed her lips, smiled shyly, turned around and ran away without even taking Xiao Xiaoyu back.Every moment of his growth is properly remembered in his heart, and he is still his favorite prince, which is too embarrassing.

However, it was so gratifying.

But today the crown prince neither read scriptures nor carved, and the room was completely silent. Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then went in directly, and walked behind the screen in the inner room.

The surrounding area was closed tightly and there was not much light. Qiao Yu walked around the screen and could see a person lying on the bed covered with a quilt, and he could vaguely hear a little shortness of breath.

Qiao Yu quickened her pace, walked towards the bed, and anxiously tapped the wall lamp beside it, the flames suddenly ignited, illuminating a small area beside the bed.Jing Yan lay under the quilt, closed his eyes tightly, frowned, his face was flushed, but there was no sweat at all.

Is it a fever?

Qiao Yu was startled, half-kneeling on the head of the bed, and touched Jing Yan's forehead with the back of his hand. Jing Yan's, the scalding temperature seemed to spread from the small contact skin between the two of them, and even Qiao Yu burned.

He is in a hurry.

Maybe it was because Qiao Yu moved too much, Jing Yan seemed to be slowly waking up, he opened his eyes, his pupils were bloodshot, he raised his hand with some difficulty, touched the corner of Qiao Yu's eyes, his voice was almost hoarse Unable to hear the words, he said, "Why are you crying again?"

Qiao Yu didn't even know that he was crying, so he tried his best to hold back the tears, at least pretending to be strong and brave at this time, he held Jing Yan's hand tightly, it was cold, "You are sick, what should you do if you are sick? What to do? I’m going to the imperial physician, and the imperial physician will treat you.”

In his heart, the prince is invincible.No matter what happened, Jing Yan would stand where he was, he would shelter himself from the wind and rain, he would make himself happy, but he would never fall down or get sick.

But now I will.

Jing Yan said in a low voice: "Say something stupid, you can't get out."

Really can't get out.The rules in the Taiqing Palace are like this, even if someone is dead, the door cannot be opened, and the deposed prince cannot take a single step out.

Qiao Yu bit his lip, unwilling to compromise at all, he said word by word: "Is that so? No, His Highness has such a severe fever, I have to go to the imperial physician."

He is usually silly, soft and sweet, and anyone can easily bully him, but his bones are very hard, otherwise he would not have dared to break into the Taiqing Palace alone. No one can stop what he wants to do.

And what Qiao Yu wanted to do was nothing other than Jing Yan.

Jing Yan was seriously ill, his mind was confused, he couldn't think clearly, but he was able to restrain Qiao Yu. He didn't have much strength in his hands, but he still held Qiao Yu's hand, and the other He hooked Qiao Yu's neck with his hand, and pulled it down until the two faced each other, and they could clearly see the shadow reflected in each other's eyes.

He tilted his head and coughed twice, and said: "Don't do stupid things. I'm sick, and you still want to make me angry and make me worry? Xiaoyu be good, don't leave me, just take care of me here."

There was a pause at this point, "It's not a serious illness, it's just a fever and cold, and it should be cured by tomorrow. If it's not good, it's not too late to go out tomorrow, right?"

Qiao Yu wiped her eyes vigorously with her rough cuff, and wiped away the tears. The corners of her eyes were very red, as if she had suffered some serious grievance, and her voice was soaked in sadness, but she said firmly, "Okay, I Promise Your Highness, I will take care of you tonight. However, if you feel sad, please tell me, so that I can take good care of you. "

Jing Yan took too much effort to speak, half-closed his eyes, and nodded slightly at him.

Qiao Yu knelt on the edge of the bed, rolled up the sleeves of her coat, pulled out her inner garment, and wiped Jing Yan's forehead with a clean and soft cloth, even if there was only a slight sweat.While wiping, he thought about how the crown prince took care of himself when he was sick in the past. After wiping for a while, he stood up and ran outside with his clothes on.

Jing Yan firmly grasped his hand.

Qiao Yu turned around and explained: "I'm going to get a clean towel, hot water and wine, and wipe His Highness's body to cool down the temperature. Don't worry."

He smiled suddenly, gentle and obedient, without the slightest trace of reluctance, like the tone of the prince coaxing himself in the past, and went to coax Jing Yan again, "I promise you, it won't count if I promise, Ah Ci has to believe in me, I will stay by your side today and take good care of you."

"Ah Ci closes his eyes and sleeps for a while. When he opens his eyes, I will be right back."

After saying these words, he ran fast and rushed out from the door, ignoring the heavy rain, and went to the wine room.Those wines were saved from the past. The Taiqing Palace has no alcohol as a rule, but there are exceptions. When there are happy events in the palace, even the lowest eunuchs and maids can share a few glasses of wine, and the Taiqing Palace can also some.Qiao Yu was young and couldn't drink alcohol, Jing Yan was old enough, but he was not interested in these things, so he said that he might as well store them and use them to wipe himself when he got sick.

It was raining heavily, and when Qiao Yu packed up his things and carried them back in his arms, his whole body was soaked through.He stood at the door, took off all his soaked clothes, and walked in barefoot. Only the things in his arms were still dry, without any water.The rainwater slid down the curve of Qiao Yu's cheeks, accumulated on the tip of his chin, and finally flowed from his neck to his chest and back. Even in midsummer, there was a bone-chilling coolness.

Qiao Yu tossed his hair casually, feeling a little grateful for the rain, otherwise he would not be able to hide his tears, and Jing Yan would find out.

At least he can't cry now, he can't cry in front of the prince, and he won't worry anymore.

When Jing Yan looked up again, he saw Qiao Yu standing in front of his bed. He was wet from head to toe, and his round deer-like eyes were filled with water, whether it was tears or rain.

But whatever it is, it doesn't matter.

That is his light, even if it is wet by the heavy rain, he is stubborn, tenacious, and shines for himself.