After I died, the sickly prince turned black

An Qi raised his hand and gave Zhao Yan a knife, knocking him unconscious.

After lying down for a while, he was pushed to his side and sat up.

Pulling the thin quilt to cover Zhao Yan, An Qi took a deep look at him, got up and walked out.

After closing the door, An Qi turned around and looked at the dark night, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.

Leaning on the guardrail of the corridor and jumping up, An Qi turned over and sat on it, with one leg hanging outside and the other leg bent to step on the guardrail, just leaning against the pillar in a daze.

"Sleeping?" An San turned over the beam and handed a pear to An Qi.

"I knocked me out." An Qi took the pear and took a bite.

An San stopped eating pears, leaned against the other side of the corridor and stared at An Qi for a long while: "I think he has a heart for you, and it's not like you can't accept it..."

"As a young master, he almost became His Highness's male favourite." An Qi sighed: "What's more, An Wei, we don't even have a decent name except for a code name. Besides, the third prince is naturally romantic, and it's nothing more than a dewy relationship. Deliver your sincerity, unless you are impatient to live."

Dark three: "..."

The dark seven didn't care how the dark three reacted, and began to gnaw on the pear.

"I heard..." An San hesitantly said: "The third prince will also go to conquer Da La, and we should be left behind to protect the young master."

An Qi's movement of gnawing pears slowed down.

An San walked over to pat him on the shoulder, didn't say anything more, gnawed on the pear and left.

After walking for quite a while, those words still echoed in An Qi's ears, and suddenly he felt that the pear in his hand was no longer sweet.

An Qi didn't know when he fell asleep leaning on the porch pillar, and when he woke up, it was already dawn, and he sat in a daze for a while, before he looked down and saw the Xuanqing robe covering his body.

An Qi recognized this robe as Zhao Yan's.

He was startled, jumped off the guardrail and opened the door to enter the room.

The blanket on the bed was piled aside, and Zhao Yan had already left.

……

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, time seems to pass very quickly, and the weather changes rapidly. One day I was wearing thin clothes, and the next day I put on a jacket and hugged a stove.

Beginning of Lidong, You Ziqing was wrapped into a ball.

At the beginning, it was said that I was in poor health. I didn't have much idea, but now it's cold, I realized that compared with previous years, I really can't stand the cold.

Ever since the weather turned cold, his hands and feet hadn't been warmed up, and now he put on his coat early and embraced the stove.

"It's raining, don't blow the wind outside, you will feel uncomfortable if you catch the cold in a while." Zhao Zhen put the fox fur on You Ziqing, hugged him, turned and walked into the house: "It's just beginning of winter, you are afraid of being so cold, How can I survive the cold weather by counting nine?"

"Just wear a little more." You Ziqing was brought to the table by Zhao Zhen and sat down: "It seems that there are only a few days, should I go back to the Hou Mansion?"

Zhao Zhen was reluctant: "Let's wait a few more days."

"Okay." You Ziqing responded with a smile.

Zhao Zhen is reluctant, so why is he willing?

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Zhen asked the emperor to set a date for the conquest of Dala. These days, he was preparing for the dispatch of troops. When the wedding was over, it was time to leave. It is uncertain when we will see each other again.

"Your body, I'll let Imperial Physician Wu take a look at it later, otherwise I'm really worried."

Zhao Zhen poured You Ziqing a cup of hot tea: "I haven't left yet, seeing you wrapped up like this, I'm already worried."

You Ziqing put the hand stove aside, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, the hot tea poured into his throat, instantly warming his heart.

"Didn't Imperial Physician Wu say that my health has recovered?"

You Ziqing put down the teacup: "After all, it's not a big deal. It's normal if you can't stand the cold, and you can take care of it. But it's better to let Imperial Physician Wu take a look, so you don't worry about it."

Zhao Zhen looked at Hu Chang.

"Slave, I'm going to call Imperial Physician Wu!" Hu Chang turned around and left after finishing speaking.

But because of the rain, Physician Wu came slowly, and it was already dark when he arrived.

After saluting to the two of them in turn, Imperial Physician Wu sat down and gave You Ziqing his pulse.

"The pulse condition is much better than before. As for the body cold, this is inevitable. After all, the loss was too great at the beginning, and it is not bad to be able to support it to the present."

Physician Wu changed the medicinal diet prescription as usual, and then left.

You Ziqing is the House of Loyalty Marquis on the seventh day of the first winter month.

But one day apart, in the eyes of others, the two of them broke the rule of not seeing each other a few days before marriage, but for You Ziqing and Zhao Zhen, it was a day apart, and the time spent together was one day less.

Feeling uneasy, You Ziqing felt a little sad and unhappy.

It is precisely this way, but it overwhelms the pre-marital tension.

You Zimo originally came to talk to You Ziqing because he was worried that he would be nervous, but his words of enlightenment were useless, and instead he was told the precautions for marching and fighting. The most important thing he was told was to ensure his own safety and protection Zhao Zhen's safety.

At the beginning, You Zimo was still moved, but after listening to it three times, his whole body became numb.

"Okay, you don't need to worry about this matter, you should prepare for the marriage." You Zimo insisted on turning the topic over: "Have you tried the wedding dress, is there anything inappropriate?"

You Ziqing hadn't tried it yet, she was taken aback by You Zimo's question, and then got up to try it.

The wedding dress that Zhao Zhen asked to send was the groom's style, and the identity was only distinguished in the subtle decorations.

Other than that, it's almost exactly the same as Zhao Zhen's set, even the jade belt and hair crowns are a pair.

You Zimo followed You Ziqing into the house, seeing him trying on clothes under Liu Cui's service, he felt quite emotional.

Although he was still upset about You Ziqing's marriage, he had to admit Zhao Zhen's intentions.

Being able to do this shows that people are really put on the cusp of their hearts. Even in a traditional wedding ceremony, they don't want the other party to be suppressed and wronged in terms of dignity.

Forget it, the third son of their family is so delicate.

It seems that he can't imagine how he lives with a woman. It's not bad to have a man who pampers and holds her like this.

Just thinking this way, You Zimo's eyes turned red, and he suddenly stepped forward and hugged You Ziqing.

"Second brother?" You Ziqing was taken aback by the embrace.

"After getting married, don't wrong yourself. If he changes his mind, you can leave. When you come back, the second brother will find a bunch of handsome younger brothers to take over as back houses. You can spoil whoever you want."

You Zimo sighed: "Even if you get married, you are still a man, you must not lose your strength of character, like many unfortunate women in the world, you must make compromises and suffer yourself."

You Ziqing had no choice but to say, "Second brother, you don't even say anything auspicious about my marriage."

"Second brother, these are auspicious words. I wish you peace and beauty, and I hope you will remember that no matter when you look back, your home is here. Don't worry too much. Be You Ziqing forever."

You Zimo let go of You Ziqing: "Tomorrow's wedding is cumbersome and takes a lot of energy. Take a good rest today, and I'll leave first."

After sending You Zimo out of the arch, You Zitang was ushered in again.

Since what happened to You Yuqiong last time, the two brothers rarely had the opportunity to sit down and chat face to face. Although the gap has been eliminated long ago, it is still different from the past after all.

After sitting for a long time, You Zitang didn't say anything in the end, poured a stomach full of tea, put down a jar of brother red, and was about to leave.

You Ziqing's eyes twitched when he saw the name of the wine, but he broke the embarrassment of being speechless: "Brother Hong, what the hell?"

You Zitang paused in his footsteps: "It doesn't mean that when other people marry daughters, they are all daughters. You are a man, so you can't use the same name."

You Ziqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother is lucky to be able to figure it out."

You Zitang looked at You Ziqing, suddenly his eyes became sore, he stepped forward and hugged him: "Take good care of yourself, and... come back often."

"Yeah." You Ziqing's throat choked, but he joked, "I'll give you Da Ge Hong when I get married with the princess."

As soon as the words fell, You Zitang's ears turned red, he let go of You Ziqing's eyes and said, "What nonsense?"

"Isn't it?" You Ziqing smiled and said, "It's said that women chase men's interlayer gauze, and the princess is so active. If the eldest brother is not enlightened, he is too stupid."

"Don't say that, Princess Yu has a bad reputation." You Zitang blushed, and didn't stay for a moment, turned around and fled.

You can tell there is a drama at a glance.

You Ziqing smiled and sat down, but began to miss Zhao Zhen.