The Regent is my cat

On the fifteenth day, it began to rain again. Yan Chen threw the official seal he held in his paws on the table and jumped onto the window sill. The moist air mixed with the smell of mud rushed into his nostrils. The sky was dark, and the green and beautiful trees in the past were all here At this time, a layer of shadow was shrouded, as if it foreshadowed some kind of ominous.

Yan Chen's heart suddenly sank. He remembered the few words Yang Xi and Mu Jin had heard, and felt that something might have happened to Jian Linqing.

He went to the inner room to change back into a human body, rummaged through the Duobao Pavilion, and found a nine-linked jade ring, just to pass the time for Jian Linqing, he took a box and packed it, and walked out quickly.

"Go to the princess."

The distance between the two residences was not long, and Yan Chen walked fast and fast. The splashed rainwater quickly eroded his clothes, leaving a dark trace, and he passed through the arched door to the entrance of the flower hall. A few servants were tidying up and seeing them coming, they hurriedly saluted and said that the concubine and the others were all in the bedroom at this time, and they had already sent someone to invite them.

Yan Chen suppressed the anxiety rising slightly in his heart, and stroked the edge of the box with his fingers, while the hot tea in his hand still curled up from the cooking smoke.

The person waiting was not Jian Linqing.

Mu Jin thought of Yangxi's nervous expression after receiving the news, and blamed the girl for making a fuss, which made her a little tense, she let out a breath without any trace, and blessed her body, "My lord, your highness has a cold, so it's inconvenient to come see you Lord."

Yan Chen tightened his grip on the side of the box, "Is there someone to see?"

"This is a stubborn illness. Your Highness is born with a deficiency, and your health has never been good. You are most likely to get sick on such uncertain days. When you were in Fengguo, the Imperial Hospital specially prepared a prescription. Drink it for a few days and you will be cured."

Yan Chen's face darkened slightly, "Fang Zi can show Miss Yun, although she is young, she is one of the best wandering doctors here, it is not difficult for her to improve Fang Zi... Now that you know it is a stubborn disease, you should take a good look at it." Look, why don't you invite Miss Yun to take a look now?"

Mu Jin's heart tightened, "Forgive me, my lord. When His Highness was sick... he had a very bad temper, and no one could get close to him. The slaves and Yang Xi could only watch outside the door."

Yan Chen didn't expect that Jian Linqing would be so willful when he was sick, how would he be taken care of if he didn't let people get close to him?Yangxi and Mujin were not allowed to enter the bedroom, let alone him. Thinking of this, he stood up, "Then I will come to visit the princess when she recovers," he said, handing the box to Mujin, "Bring it to the princess. Toy."

Mu Jinfu took it over, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Seeing that the person had left, she was relieved. Fortunately, the prince did respect his Highness very much. If he insisted on going to see His Highness, things would become a lot more troublesome.

Yan Chen kept his face sullen all the way back. It was rare for him to have such an expression. After the gentleness between his brows and eyes faded away, his facial features were like jagged rocks exposed after the tide ebbed. Don't dare to approach.

Yan Chen's ability to observe words and expressions is at its peak, even if Mu Jin conceals it well, he can still see the clues she hides in those words - she is very afraid that he will visit Jian Linqing in the past and mention that he wants Yun Lanlan to come for a diagnosis Sometimes it is even more repulsive.

What happened to Jian Linqing?

The distance between him and Jian Linqing has clearly shortened, and because of this, he saw that the gray mist lingering around Jian Linqing engulfed him layer upon layer, and those extremely beautiful bright green eyes were also hazy by the fog. Can't see clearly.

His thoughts were rarely chaotic, and he paced around the room, his shoes stained with rain and dust stained the floor. After a while, he took off his shoes, went inside and turned back into a cat.

The chubby orange-white kitten shook its head and shook the kitten pendant around its neck onto the bed, and buried it under the quilt to put it away properly. He motioned Chang Ming not to follow, and jumped out from the window sill.

The rain was heavier than before. Yan Chen hadn't been in the rain for a long time. The spring rain was cold and seeped in through the kitten's not-so-thick fur, making Yan Chen shiver uncontrollably. Most of the people were doing things in the house, Yan Chen was still worried about being caught by someone and sent him back, he walked along the path, the path was a bit muddy, soon his body became dirty, like a gray stray cat.

He knew that even if Chang Ming sent him there, he might not be able to see Jian Linqing, so he might as well go and have a look at Jian Linqing himself.

Find out what happened to him.

He quickly walked around to the backyard and jumped onto the low wall. When he landed, he found a puddle to wash his dirty paws before jumping onto the windowsill.

The window was not locked, Yan Chen squeezed a small gap and looked inside.

The bedroom was in a mess. The ornaments on the dressing table seemed to have been slammed down and fell to the ground in a mess. The precious glass mirror was broken, and the sharp lens was buried in the long-haired carpet, glowing in the light of the night pearl. In the cold light, the luminous pearl tree lamp by the wall also arrived, large and small luminous pearls rolled on the ground in a mess, and some fell on the Chinese clothes that were abandoned like shoes.

The beauty couch was overturned directly, and fell on Jian Linqing's favorite snack table on weekdays. The gauze curtain was torn off, and Yan Chen even saw the scarlet blood. Arrived a bulging quilt.

The quilt trembled rapidly, and Yan Chen caught a few uncontrollable sobs.

It's Jian Linqing.

is he crying

Yan Chen paced anxiously, completely unaware of what had happened to Jian Linqing to turn him into this.

He was almost about to jump, but the strings of reason were faltering, but they finally stabilized.

If Jian Linqing needed him, he would not have stayed in Tingxi Garden.

As long as he wants, he can get a lot of company. He would rather suffer here and vent himself, which means he doesn't need other people at this time.

Do not worry.Yan Chen told himself again.

He had to respect Jian Linqing, and he couldn't break in without hesitation.

This is obviously a secret that Jian Linqing wants to hide, he can't take advantage of others like this.

As he thought about it, the claws hidden deep in the pads faithfully showed the owner's mood, leaving thin scratches on the wooden window sill anxiously and violently.

Jian Linqing even restrained his sobs, as if he couldn't bear it at all, he stingily let out weak weeping sounds and painful moans from his lips, teeth and nose.

The trembling of the quilt became bigger, a hand that was convulsively clutching the quilt rushed out with full strength, and threw the quilt on the ground fiercely, and then that hand clenched into a fist as if shifting. Concentration pounded on the wall as hard.

Scarlet blood stained the wall, Yan Chen saw Jian Linqing's face clearly, it was definitely not a sad expression.

His temple hair was soaked, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his lips were bleeding from biting, and his teeth were still tightly ravaging, the wound became bigger under the tearing, his whole body was convulsing abnormally, obviously suffering He was in extremely great pain, which made him completely unbearable, and he needed to rely on other pain caused by hurting his own body to relieve it.

Yan Chen's eyes turned dark green, and he told himself over and over again that he couldn't pass, that he wasn't important enough in Jian Linqing's heart, and he wasn't qualified to share the pain with Jian Linqing.

He could only watch Jian Linqing's pain and struggle, and the watery eyes full of eyes finally couldn't bear it, flowing out from those beautiful eyes, full of pain.

He didn't know how long he had been watching on the window sill. The night and the heavy rain came together. In the room, Jian Linqing finally stopped the convulsion that made his breathing tight.

He calmed down, and then he took out a bell from his side, fingered it with cold sweaty fingers, the bell made a crisp sound, and the next moment, Yangxi and Mujin pushed open the door and hurried towards him.

Only then did Yan Chen put it into his tense back, and only then did he realize that he was so cold that he lost consciousness.

Five days later, Jian Linqing's injuries were almost healed, so he wanted to take Manman back.

Chang Ming showed a look of embarrassment.

"My lord is suffering from the wind and cold, so is Man Man?" Jian Linqing flicked through the script and looked at Chang Ming.

"Originally, I was afraid that the princess would be worried, so I didn't tell you, but it got worse. Manman has already been sent to the palace for treatment, and he can be sent back tomorrow."

Jian Linqing felt relieved, "What about the prince?"

"My lord doesn't get sick all year round, but this disease is very serious."

Jian Linqing stood up, "I'll go see him."

This is Jian Linqing entering Yan Chen's bedroom. The man was sitting on the bed, his fair face was as pale as paper. Seeing him coming, he smiled, "You came to visit me?"

Jian Linqing nodded, and looked at Yun Lanlan who had had her pulse checked, "How is your lord?"

"Severe typhoid fever, but the prince has a good foundation, just take a few patches of medicine and it will be fine, but Wangfei, your complexion is not very good, is your wind and cold still not cured?"

Jian Linqing rubbed her face, "I'm almost fine, I'm not in good health, it will take some time to recover."

"That's not good, why don't I take a look for the princess and give you some prescriptions to strengthen your foundation and cultivate your vitality. You are still young and your body is easy to take care of."

"No, I have my own medicine."

Yun Lanlan acted coquettishly, "Just show me, the princess is so kind to me, I also want to repay the princess, I don't want to let the injury torment you."

Yan Chen also responded, "Let her take a look. Although she escaped, her medical skills are very good. You can relax when you are healthy."

Jian Linqing couldn't resist the two pairs of eyes that cared about him, so she was quickly defeated and stretched out her hand to feel Yun Lanlan's pulse.

The author has something to say: Today is Yan Maomao who loves Linqing.

I was so stuck writing today, I wanted to drop my phone crazily.